Cheng Guang originally thought that Song Yunqi would report his every move to Cheng Zhihai, but he didn't expect that it would just be recorded in a book and put in the library pavilion.

Maybe Cheng Zhihai would occasionally summon Song Yun to ask them about themselves, but most of them should have learned about Cheng Guang's recent whereabouts through that book.

This was a bonus.

"Shizi, do you want to keep the director from knowing your whereabouts?"

After Song Yunqi on the side finished speaking, seeing that Cheng Guang was silent, frowning and thinking, he suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Song Yunqi is a smart person, knowing that Cheng Guang is the prince of the world after all, no matter how strong his cultivation is, the status of the prince is far from being comparable to him.

Even if the director let himself and others follow the prince for the sake of the prince's safety, presumably the prince himself didn't want his every move to be known by the chief.

No one wants to live under the watchful eye of others.

What's more, it is a noble and extraordinary son.

Song Yunqi almost instantly understood Cheng Guang's intention to call him out.

The delicate mind and his tough and rough face form a huge contrast.

"So, what are you going to do?"

Cheng Guang raised his eyes and glanced at Song Yunqi, did not admit it directly, nor did he deny it directly, just asked it rhetorically, which brought great pressure to Song Yunqi.

At this moment, Song Yunqi seemed to be facing Cheng Zhihai.

After a moment of silence, Song Yunqi lowered his head very simply and replied:

"Shizi, although we are secret guards, we are also the servants of the Zhenguo Mansion, and the duties of the Lantern Division are important, but we still have to listen to your opinion."

"Record the words and deeds of the prince, we will no longer record it, if the chief asks about it, we will also inform the prince in advance, but ...... For the sake of the prince's safety, I can't let you leave Kyoto, and I hope the prince can understand this. ”

Song Yunqi recognized him very well, and followed the prince as a guard, and the only thing that could not be offended was the prince himself.

What's more, the prince is still the only heir of the Zhenguo Mansion, and in the future, maybe the million Northern Expeditionary Army on the battlefield of the Realm, as well as the Lantern Division, will be controlled by him alone.

In the face of such a powerful nobleman, it is too late to please him, how could he offend the son of the world because of such a trivial matter.

Cheng Guang nodded slightly, things went smoothly beyond his imagination.

He originally thought that the guards who were secretly guarding him were all dead brains.

If you want to convince them not to report your every move to Cheng Zhihai, you have to work harder.

But I didn't expect it.

This Song Yun was surprisingly interesting, and he didn't bother to speak.

It seems that the status of the prince has brought him great convenience.

In the past, the real son of the world had never practiced, and he probably didn't know how many guards he had hidden around him, if not, he would probably have subdued the guards in the shadows a long time ago.

After all, no one wants to live under the watchful eye of others.

Even if that person loves his parents the most.

Cheng Guang waved his hand, "Okay, that's it, you're not bad, go ahead." ”

Song Yunqi was immediately relieved as if he had been amnestied, and after saluting again, his figure flashed, and he disappeared in place as if he had fled.

After Song Yunqi left, Cheng Guang sat on the stone bench, picked up the teacup, and took a sip of tea.

He closed his eyes and let the aroma of the tea spread in his mouth.

His layout in the past few days has finally achieved initial results.

Next, it's time to find the true son.

Cheng Guang's eyes closed slightly, and he rubbed his brows slightly, thinking about how to take each step next, and what he should do if something unexpected happened.

The more plans, the better.

At least in the event of an emergency, Cheng Guang himself will not be at a loss.

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Outside of Kyoto, not far from Hakukaso, there is a village of Tenba.

In a corner of the village's fields, there sat a beggar.

His clothes were tattered and patched, and his color was dull, and his long hair, uncombed, tangled in strands of dirty ropes that draped over his shoulders.

His beard was disheveled, like a clump of weeds, in stark contrast to his clothing.

But his eyes are not as bright as a beggar, and they seem to contain a nobility that is difficult to hide.

"Old Dengtou, old Dengtou, why don't you come back, if you don't come back, I'm going to starve to death."

He stared at the sky, his eyes dry and dry, his lips chapped and his voice hoarse.

"Passing the year, you bastard, let me go to steal sweet potatoes from an old man, and you are waiting here to eat by yourself, right?"

An old man came running briskly at this moment, and when he heard the young man's muttering, he almost jumped to his feet in anger.

The old man was in rags, his face was haggard, his eyes were deep-set, the corners of his eyes were wrinkled, and his hair was gray and messy, giving people a sense of dirtiness that had not been combed for a long time.

His hands were skinny, and he was holding a few huge sweet potatoes in his arms.

The young man who was called by the old man heard the old man's voice, sat up at once, snatched the sweet potato in the old man's arms, and began to make a fire and roast the sweet potato.

While roasting, he stared at the burning fire and swallowed his saliva.

"It's not that I said you, old Deng Tou, how can I steal sweet potatoes from a dignified prince of the country's mansion."

"You help me steal a few sweet potatoes now, I will give you a few mountains of gold and silver in the future, and marry ten beautiful girls for you, you can enjoy it."

Old Deng Tou listened to the young man's words, the corners of his mouth were directly tense, and he immediately sneered: "Just you? Also the prince of the town? ”

"You said you, what is the point of your body like the prince of Zhenguo Mansion?"

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched slightly, and his face immediately darkened, and there was really nothing on him that could prove that he was the son of the world.

Speechless, he immediately twisted his head, not wanting to talk to this bad old man.

Old Deng Tou Shi sat beside the young man, and said bitterly: "You, don't think about some unrealistic daydreams, if you are the prince of Zhenguo Mansion, then I will be the emperor." ”

"You don't know, just now I passed by a family in Tianping Village, that family seems to have someone who is a guard in the Zhenguo Mansion, and I heard that he was also appreciated by the prince of the Zhenguo Mansion and promoted to a personal guard."

"The prince of the Zhenguo Mansion has recently made a lot of fame in Kyoto, making poems for the ages in Wanhualou, assisting the lantern priest to capture the fox girl of the demon clan, look at the people, that is the real prince of the Zhenguo."

Old Deng Tou's voice fell, and the young man was instantly stunned, "Huh? The son of the world...... Done so much? ”

Old Deng Tou picked up the branch on the side, broke it, threw the branch into the fire, and turned the sweet potato a few times at will.

"Yes, the son of the world is clothed and fed every day, and there is an Oiran as a companion, and every move can attract the attention of the whole Kyoto, so it is called the son, what about you?"

"Follow me, an old man, and be satisfied with stealing a few sweet potatoes in this field to eat."

"If you call this the son of the world, it's too shabby."

After the old Deng Tou finished speaking, the young man's face had become quite ugly.

An unspeakable anger spread across his brow.

Because of the words of Lao Deng, there were stormy waves in his heart.

"What old Deng said was done by my groom?"

"No, how could that groom leave the Zhenguo Mansion? My father won't approve of me leaving Zhenguogong. ”

"Besides, when my father helped me treat my injuries, he would definitely find out that my stand-in was an impostor, and it stands to reason that my father would have slapped that groom to death with one palm, so he should have sent someone to find me......

"But...... It's been so long, and there's been no movement. ”

"Could it be that there is something unexpected in the house......?"

So much so that ...... Haven't found out that groom is my stand-in yet? ”

The young man muttered to himself.

I couldn't figure it out for a while.

What happened to the accident that made the groom not reveal his identity for a long time.

It was also able to get his father to allow the groom to leave the Zhenguo Mansion.

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