This incident, the suspicion of the commander, and the loss of face are secondary. So he began to interrogate the maids and servants.

"No cattle!"

"I don't even know what a cow looks like......"

I couldn't ask why, and the commander was full of depression. He led the crowd to come and capture a cardamom girl, which should have been a matter of hand-to-hand capture, but he couldn't even touch the figure.

With a fierce look in his eyes, he waved his hand and shouted, "Take them all back for interrogation." ”

But they want to make a fuss about the servants, or, after torture to extract confessions, see if they can find some clues. He has an edict in his hand, and he is not afraid to do whatever he wants. What's more, he knew very well in his heart: Ye Jun was born, and Ye Dacai went to the Jinluan Palace, and there was a chance that he wouldn't be able to get down......

......

In the Jinluan Palace, the atmosphere is calm and quiet, and occasionally there is the subtle sound of some rustling brushes scratching on the white paper.

The hour is counted, and the hour has passed. Many scholars and candidates have finished thinking about it, typed the draft in their minds, and began to write hard.

Ye Junsheng still sat upright, simply closed his eyes, like an old monk in a trance.

The second prince on the side looked at it, and there was a click in his heart, and he secretly said that it was not good: Could it be that Ye Junsheng knew that the prince was definitely going to start, and it was difficult to be spared, so he simply didn't bother to move the pen?

The crown prince on the stage, Zhao Kuangqi, looked at Ye Junsheng's demeanor one by one, and secretly sneered: This thief is also interesting, and he actually made a light and didn't answer the questionnaire. Hmph, that's fine, you don't have to work the article, just start with "bad attitude" and convict yourself. Taking advantage of the fact that the ninth sister has not come back, she directly pushed out the noon gate and cut it down.

Thinking about it, anger welled up in his heart. With a murderous look on one's face.

It's strange to say, for this Ye Junsheng. There is always an inexplicable hatred, like a hatred of life and death. Logically. There was no intersection and conflict with each other in the past. Even if he regarded Ye Junsheng as the second prince, he shouldn't have shown it so strongly......

The second brother's henchman and humerus, in terms of talent, seniority, and fame in the political arena, there are at least a dozen people who surpass Ye Junsheng, why do they hate Ye Junsheng so much?

In some quiet times, Zhao Kuangqi also asked himself to understand something. However, at first thought, my head hurt as if I had been pricked by a needle, and it couldn't last at all. The only way to do it is to give up.

Perhaps, subconsciously, he regarded this Ye Junsheng as the biggest threat, so he regarded him as a tiger......

This is the most likely. ‘

At present, Ye Junsheng can only be regarded as a rookie, but based on his performance in all aspects, he really has unlimited potential.

In that case, let's cut the grass and eradicate the roots, kill and kill!

Zhao Kuangqi's murderous intent sprouted, and he had already made up his mind.

Right now. Ye Junsheng, who was meditating below, began to move, his movements were very slow, first grinding the ink, and then lifting the pen to make the ink. Only then is it written on rice paper.

When I write, it's too slow. Each stroke seems to exert the strength to eat. Slowly paddle it down little by little.

When others saw it, they were worried about him.

It won't be long. A layer of sweat actually came out of the corners of his forehead, and he looked struggling. I feel that what is written is not words, but more like using the tip of a pen to move stones.

What is he doing?

Pay attention to the people who are paying attention to him, looking at each other, not knowing what to say.

The second prince looked dazed, and he really couldn't understand what Ye Junsheng was writing.

Seeing this, the prince on the stage was also suspicious, but he suppressed the killing intent in his heart: Okay, wait a while and see what you can write. If the words are slightly wrong, it can be regarded as usurpation and immediately killed.

He had already made up his mind that no matter what kind of article Ye Junsheng wrote, he would be charged with usurpation.

Literal prison is one of the crimes that has the most room to play. No matter how good you are, you can't escape. The carved sentences are flawed everywhere, and there is no negotiation to kill you.

......

In the east of the capital, in a remote corner, a green cow came suddenly. Luckily, no one saw it, otherwise it would have been very scary.

Whew!

Beside Qingniu, a fat big fat pig appeared out of thin air, shaking his head and shaking his head, and he was cute. Just looking at its demeanor, there is a bit of anthropomorphic resentment.

Then, what came out was a delicate and coquettish girl, with an anxious face, it was Ye Junmei who escaped from the courtyard.

"Brother......

muttered in his mouth.

The brigade of armor soldiers besieged Yefu and blatantly arrested people, which must have been instructed by the imperial court. Then, it means that the most feared thing has become a reality, the acting prince is going to poison Ye Junsheng.

So, when Ye Junsheng went to take the palace exam early in the morning, didn't he throw himself into the net, and there was no return?

In other places, Ye Junmei was not too worried. After all, my brother is a warlock, not an ordinary scholar, and he has supernatural powers, but in the Forbidden City, the imperial qi suppresses and persecutes, and the supernatural powers cannot be used at all.

"My brother is in danger. ”

Thinking of this, the girl was anxious and worried.

The Great Sage opened his mouth and said, "Little master, let's break into the Jinluan Palace." ”

The pig demon immediately echoed: "Go, kill his mother, what prince, what emperor, local chicken tile dog ears." ”

With that, he rushed out first with one lunge. When he ran more than ten zhang away, he looked back and saw that the Great Sage and Ye Junmei had not moved at all, so he couldn't help but be stunned, and opened his mouth and shouted: "Brother Niu, why don't you come!"

This scene happened to be heard by a passing merchant, who was stunned, staring at the pig demon with hooked eyes.

The pig demon was irritable, glaring at him: "What do you see, I haven't seen a talking pig!"

"Monster, monster!"

The merchant screamed, rolled his eyes, and simply fainted to the ground.

The Great Sage hurriedly shouted in a low voice: "Rammed goods, don't come nonsense." ”

In the capital, the magic powers they learned were basically useless, and they could only rely on their strong ontology to eat. However, in the face of thousands of troops, the body is quite difficult. If you are not careful, you will be captured and turned into a roast pig and cow.

After thinking about it, Ye Junmei really had no better way, so he had to go to the Forbidden City and break in, and his brother came out.

Call!

When the wind was blowing, a young monk came out of the alley and stopped at the intersection: "You don't have to go anywhere." ”

These two people, one with a cynical smile on their faces, and the other with a sloppy and smelly character, walked together in an indescribably weird way.

Feeling that the other party was extraordinary, the pig demon hurriedly retreated vigilantly and stood with the Great Sage.

The Great Sage's eyes burned: "The world of the Feather Dao and the Lonely Sky Temple?"

Huang Mengbi sighed and said slowly: "This scene is a catastrophe that Ye Junsheng must face. Now, the people of the Thirty-Three Days will not interfere, and you, too, cannot. ”

"Fart!"

In a hurry, Ye Junmei actually said foul language.

The stinky monk looked at her, and recited the Buddha name: "The body of the fox, the remnants of the previous dynasty, it turned out ......to be like this" He was born with a discerning eye, and he suddenly understood Ye Junmei's true origin. (To be continued......)