During the time that Lord Zhao and Dong Shangshu were imprisoned, Han Luyang rarely took time to relax from his official duties. He leaned back in a wicker chair and stretched, rubbing his aching shoulders with one hand.

"Childe, you should also take a good rest during this time. Immersed in business, the whole person is very tired after a long time. ”

"Stone, I didn't expect to follow my son for more than half a month, but I learned to observe words and colors......"

"Childe, you're burying the little one again...... I can't see the color of the stone anymore, but I really don't deserve to follow Childe. ”

"Hmm...... Stone, my son still feels uncomfortable on his shoulder, you can help me rub it. ”

"Yes, Childe. ”

When the stone helped him rub his shoulder to relieve the pain, Han Luyang closed his eyes slightly, and recalled in his mind the scene when he rushed into the court in a hurry.

Previously, he confronted Dong Shangshu in the court, although he couldn't distinguish it. Fortunately, He Mingcheng, the secretary of Dali Temple, came to help him deal with it.

Although I wanted to thank He Mingcheng in my heart, I ...... As soon as he remembered that He Mingcheng, the cunning jade-faced son who was as cunning as a fox, he was actually plotting against him behind his back------- and using his concern for his cousin, Li Sishen, the sixth prince, to make a fuss, and use his hand to reverse the unfavorable situation for his cousin at that time...... I always feel like the bones are in my throat. Thinking of this, Han Luyang's face gradually became gloomy.

It seems that if you meet Dali Temple Qing He Mingcheng again in the future, you will have to take a detour, this kind of people's hearts belong to honeycomb coal, and their brains are also fast.

But after this toss, he missed his father Han very much. His father was put on the court by Dong Shangshu, thinking that even if Dong Shangshu was ambitious, he would never act so quickly to attack his father in advance. However, Dong Shangshu can't manage so much. He insisted on going his own way, but he still came to this point...... The court dispute is really changing rapidly, and it is more worrying than fighting on the battlefield. Thinking of this, Han Luyang couldn't help but feel a little headache.

The stone beside him looked at Han Luyang and frowned slightly, and whispered in his ear.

"Childe, what are you doing? Could it be that I remembered something that was a headache?"

"yes...... Ben Gongzi has been more and more alive recently, not as comfortable and chic as before, and ...... It's been hot lately, and Ben Gongzi also feels that there are more flying insects around him!"

"It seems that Childe's headache is really sad......"

Han Luyang gently rubbed his temples in an attempt to ease the discomfort. When the headache improved, Han Luyang got up and changed into a robe and prepared to visit his father in the prison.

"Stone, this son is out for a trip, and he may come back later. When the time comes, tell my mother not to let her wait for me all the time. ”

Hearing Han Luyang's words, the stone nodded and promised in a low voice.

When he entered the prison, he saw that his father was still so calm, although he was thinner than before, he was not affected by the outside world at all. Han's father saw his son coming to visit the prison and got up from the straw mat.

The guards in the prison had been sent out by Han Luyang to eat and drink, and only their father and son were left here, and only then did Han's father speak.

"Father, I heard that not long ago, you confronted Master Dong in the court?"

Seeing his father mention this, Han Luyang did not escape his gaze and said frankly.

"Yes, Father. The child did argue with Dong Shangshu in the court. Hearing this, Father Han sighed slightly.

"Lu Yang, fortunately, Lord Qinghe of Dali Temple came, otherwise how could you argue with Dong Shangshu with your words?!"

The father was right, and the child reflected on his recklessness afterwards, realizing that it would have unforeseen consequences. ”

Seeing Han Luyang reflecting on his own problems, Han's father didn't say anything more, but just explained to him a few more words.

"Lu Yang, don't be so impulsive in the future. Now you are gradually entering the court, and you can be on your own. And being in prison for your father is really limited in what you can do. Therefore, we must think carefully and be cautious in our words and deeds. If you really can't make up your mind, you can consult Gongzi Chu or the son of General Jin. ”

At this point, the jailer, who had been eating and drinking outside, returned to the prison.

"It's time to visit, is there anything else Childe has to explain to Lord Han?" the jailer picked his teeth with a bamboo stick, and the other jailers around him were holding chains and preparing to close the cell door.

"Nope. ”

When Han Luyang saw them come back, he knew that he was also leaving the prison and could no longer talk to his father. So, Han Luyang told his father to take care of himself in prison, and then said goodbye to his father and left the prison. Prime Minister Han Cheng looked at Han Luyang's departing figure, holding the wooden cell door tightly with both hands.

Here, Li Sishen decided to relax after dealing with the matter at hand. She left the mansion alone and wandered around the crowded street market.

Just as she was wandering casually, she noticed a group of people gathered not far in front of her. In order to satisfy his curiosity, Li Sishen walked over and found a position that he could see clearly in the gap in the crowd.

She spotted someone selling slaves on the streets, and the slaves looked unkempt. The slave owner attracted passers-by to gather in the hope of meeting a buyer, and from time to time shouted loudly about the merits of the slave.

The slave owner struck the ground with a whip in his hand, and he wanted his slave to behave well, so he threw out another whip to remind him. But the slave didn't seem to hear it, and was indifferent. The slave owner was so angry that he whipped him with a whip. The slave felt a burning pain in his body and frowned to resist. But when he moved his body, he found that his hands and shouts were still chained, and he could not move, but could only scream in a low voice.

"Worryless sluts, everyone is looking at it!

And when the slave owner still didn't seem satisfied, and wanted to punch and kick, Li Sishen couldn't directly hold the slave owner's whip-wielding arm with one hand.

"Stop! Sooner or later, he won't be able to sell for a good price......

The slave owner saw that although Li Sishen was dressed in mediocre clothes, it was difficult to hide his extravagance. He withdrew his whip, a smile on his face.

"Childe wants to buy this slave?"

During the conversation between Li Sishen and the slave owner, the slave owner sold the slave to her from time to time. Li Sishen looked at the slave owner's flattering face and agreed to buy it. Just as the slave owner opened his mouth to mention the value of the slave, Li Sishen didn't think much about taking out a silver ingot from his arms and handing it to the slave owner. When the slave owner saw her generous move, he thought that he had met the God of Wealth, and immediately handed over the slave's deed of sale to Li Sishen.

The slave followed her to the door of the mansion, and he hesitated for a moment when he saw the scarlet gate and the guards guarding it.

"This is it, and it's your home from now on. ”

When Li Sishen was talking to the slave, he slowly opened his mouth and whimpered. Although she couldn't hear what it was, through the slave's slight nodding posture, Li Sishen understood that the slave had listened to her words.

Entering the mansion, Li Sishen asked the servants to freshen up and change into new clothes for the slaves. It took her tea to see the slave's face------ high nose and deep eyes, and very fair skin. After changing the wash, the whole person looks radiant, completely like a different person.

"People rely on clothes, and there is a big difference compared to before...... By the way, do you have a name?" the slave shook his head in denial.

"Hmm, Li Jingxuan...... It's your name. ”

Li Jingxuan...... The benefactor bought him back and gave him the surname Li...... This surname is Dacheng's imperial surname! Li Jingxuan learned that he had a new name, and he was grateful and guessed Li Sishen's identity.

Li Sishen saw him looking at himself with a puzzled face. I suddenly remembered that I hadn't introduced him yet...... Look at her patronizing the name, but she forgot about this stubble while she cared.

"Ahem, I forgot to introduce myself...... I am Li Sishen, the sixth prince of Dacheng, and I am currently Wen Linlang and concurrently the supervisor. ”

"It turned out to be His Royal Highness Six, fortunately, His Highness came to the rescue. He will never dare to forget, and he will definitely follow the work of dogs and horses and repay his benefactor. ”

"Jing Xuan, Your Highness doesn't look like a person from Dacheng, are you from other places?"

"Back to Your Highness, I am from Qiuzi in the Western Regions, and I am the son of a blacksmith......"

Li Sishen was slightly stunned when he saw Jing Xuan say that he was from the Western Regions. Also, looking at Jing Xuan's appearance, you can roughly guess where he comes from.