Dressed as the master of a sickly tyrant

Chapter 33 Worry about each other, Nancang out

In the early morning of the second day, although Chu Haozhi did not personally send Yue Hanyan and Feng Shayu off, he still stood on the pavilion in the distance and watched them leave.

It wasn't until Yue Hanyan and the two gradually disappeared from sight that Chu Haozhi turned and walked towards his room.

There was a bit of worry in his eyes, "I hope everything is safe!" Chu Haozhi sighed softly.

After Yue Hanyan and Feng Shayu arrived in the capital, they quietly evaded the guards and sneaked into the Ninth Prince's residence.

Nan Cangming was startled when he saw Yue Hanyan, and said, "Why didn't you follow Master, why did you come to the capital? But what happened to Master?"

Yue Hanyan said: "Little master, don't worry, the palace master is fine.

There is turmoil in the southwest, and the palace lord asks if you would like to take this opportunity to go to the battlefield to fight for a place? "

Nan Cangming said without thinking, "Yes."

He was worried that he would not have a chance, and he was just about to doze off when Master came to give him a pillow.

Can't help feeling sweet in my heart.

Only when he reaches a high position can he do what he wants to do and protect the people he wants to protect.

Even if it is impossible to recover, he will give it a try.

"Okay, the palace master is right."

Yue Hanyan smiled gratifiedly, but fortunately, the painstaking efforts of the palace lord were not in vain.

"Little master, don't worry, Feng Shayu and I will accompany you to the battlefield. With Ah Yu here, we will definitely keep you safe and sound."

Yue Hanyan comforted her.

Seeing Nan Cangming looking at him, Feng Shayu said, as if doubting his level, "Don't look down on me just because I'm young and good-looking. I'm the ghost doctor himself, and Bai Zhi is still my apprentice! Before your master was poisoned, If it wasn't for me, I would have died long ago."

"What, why did Master get poisoned? Is there any serious problem now, why don't you stay with Master?"

When Nan Cangming heard that Master was poisoned, he immediately panicked, not at all calm at first.

Yue Hanyan immediately pulled over Feng Shayu, so that this master would calm down a bit, lest he say anything that would make Nan Cangming angry.

Then he immediately comforted him: "Little master, don't worry, the palace master has fully recovered.

I'm just worried about accidents on your battlefield, so we let us come to protect you. "

After hearing this, Nan Cangming felt relieved and said, "You all set off tomorrow to go back to Master to take care of Master, and you don't need to follow me."

Yue Hanyan didn't react for a while, Feng Shayu immediately blew up: "What's the matter with you master and apprentice, he asked us to go to the battlefield to take care of you, and you asked us to go back to take care of him, what's going on?"

Nan Cangming's eyes were full of sincerity: "I'm really sorry for causing trouble to you two.

Please go back and take care of Master, with you by his side, I can go to the battlefield with peace of mind. "

When Feng Shayu heard that Nan Cangming was so sure of his level, he obediently patted his hair, looked at Yue Hanyan and said, "Changfeng, what should I do, I'll listen to you."

Yue Hanyan was also helpless, compared to the palace lord, the little master was more stubborn and paranoid, and she would never turn back if she was sure of something.

So he said: "Okay, I will go back to the palace lord with Ah Yu.

But you must bring the hidden guards arranged by the palace lord, otherwise the palace lord will be worried.

The body of the palace owner needs to be recuperated, so it is not advisable to worry too much. "

"Okay, let's set off tomorrow, let Master not worry about me, I will take good care of myself."

Feng Shayu seldom comes to the capital, and everything he sees in the capital is novelty, and he clamors to buy everything.

Along the way, I kept looking east and west, just like a child of a few years old.

Yue Hanyan was tossed and said helplessly: "Why do you go out and don't bring anything with you? There are rumors in the world that you pay thousands of dollars for a visit, so you don't have money to buy it?"

Feng Shayu said confidently: "It is enough for me to bring you, and besides, I will save my money to marry a wife in the future."

As soon as Yue Hanyan heard this, she stopped shopping with Feng Shayu, took Feng Shayu and turned around a few times and came to an alley, and said, "Who do you want to marry?"

Before Feng Shayu could answer, he leaned over and kissed her soft lips impatiently. When he touched the soft lips, his heart trembled.

Feng Shayu was kissed all over the place, and his whole body felt soft.

An electric current swam in the body, and an inexplicable pleasure spread in the body.

This feeling made his heart beat faster, and he couldn't help moaning.

It was good that he didn't make a sound, but Yue Hanyan couldn't hold back when he made a sound.

He felt an instant swelling somewhere in his body, and a gust of evil fire rushed out, drowning him in an instant.

After kissing for a long time, he let go of Feng Shayu and said, "You are such a tormenting little fairy."

The corners of Feng Shayu's eyes that were kissed were filled with tears, his eyes were hazy, and he said vaguely: "I'm talking about ten miles of red makeup marrying you."

Yue Hanyan was amused that this person was really unwilling to take any losses, and wanted to marry herself.

Anyway, he has the upper hand, so he doesn't care about this little thing.

So he said, "Okay, I'll wait for you to marry me."

After finishing speaking, he kissed the hair of the person in his arms and said, "Hold me tight, and take you back to Meizhuang."

Feng Shayu stared: "I can walk by myself."

Yue Hanyan smiled dotingly: "Are you sure you want to walk back by yourself?"

Feng Shayu felt soft all over, and didn't want to let go of Yue Hanyan to walk by himself at all, so he quickly put his arms around Yue Hanyan's neck obediently, curling up like a kitten.

Yue Hanyan's lightness kung fu is excellent, and after a few ups and downs, he took people back to Meizhuang on the outskirts of the capital.

When he put the man down, he smoothed out the wind-blown hair of the man in his arms, and tidied up his clothes before leading him into the yard.

The servant girls serving in the yard saw this scene, as if they had seen a ghost.

You must know that when Yue Hanyan trained them, he was going to kill people, when had he been so gentle?So much so that they once wondered if Guardian You was a ruthless killing tool.

As soon as Feng Shayu arrived, he immediately clamored to make plum cakes again, causing the servant girls and servants in the village to turn their backs on their backs.

At this moment, the officials of the imperial court and Wu Qun have already quarreled.

The emperor sat on the dragon chair with a livid face, frowning as he listened to his ministers arguing endlessly.

Civil servants represented by the Minister of the Household Department: "Your Majesty, it is the time of spring plowing at this time, and you must not wantonly collect grain, otherwise the green and yellow will not be harvested, and you will starve and die everywhere in the second half of the year."

"No war? Is my great country going to cede land for peace? What kind of wolf ambition are you waiting for? A group of cowards, what face will they have to meet their ancestors after a hundred years?" The Minister of the Ministry of War was so angry that his eyebrows were erected.

"What does the Minister of the Ministry of War mean by this? Could it be that you, an old bone, can go to the battlefield in person? Don't drive west halfway to the battlefield!" The Minister of Rites mocked.

"What our army lacks now is morale. As long as His Majesty sends Zhen Beihou to the battlefield in person to sit in the army to boost morale, General Jilin will naturally be able to repel the Nanman."

The Minister of the Ministry of War did not show any weakness. If he was not old and unable to move, he would have volunteered to go to the battlefield in person.

"Shut up all of you, there's no end to it, I'm asking you how to solve the problem, not listening to your quarrel, what's the use of raising you bunch of idiots?"

When the emperor heard that Marquis of Zhenbei should go back to the southwest, he immediately became angry and scolded him coldly.

"Your Majesty calm down, I know my mistake."

The Minister of the Ministry of War immediately lowered his head, not daring to say another word, and the other officials quickly fell silent, for fear of touching the powder keg.

"Hmph!" The emperor snorted coldly and stopped talking.

At this time, an old minister suddenly said: "Your Majesty, what our army lacks is morale, and it is not necessary for Zhenbei Hou to go."

"Oh, what's Aiqing's opinion?" The emperor immediately cheered up when he heard that besides Zhenbei Hou, there were other suitable candidates.

"What our army lacks now is morale. As long as His Majesty sends someone with status to the battlefield, it will be enough to boost morale."

The Minister of the Ministry of Officials said calmly.

"Which prince do you think I should send?" the emperor asked.

At this time, the prime minister came out and said: "The fourth prince has loved dancing and writing since he was a child, but he really has no attainments in the art of war. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to go here."

The officials who looked forward to the prime minister immediately agreed.

The emperor stared at the prime minister and said, "Does the prime minister think it is more appropriate for the prince to go?"

A minister said: "The prince is the foundation of the country, so he should sit in the capital.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, in case of an accident, it will shake the foundation of the country, think deeply, Your Majesty! "

The emperor said angrily: "Could it be possible that I still have to conquest myself? What is the use of you!"

Seeing that the time had come, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials said: "Your Majesty, the nine princes who were assassinated in Chunsou that day were the ones who were highly skilled in martial arts and blocked the sword for me. I will always remember it..."

This morning, he received a letter from Fei Ge from Fei Qixing Pavilion, asking him to seize the opportunity to say a few words when the imperial court was discussing the situation in the southwest, so as to offset the huge debts his prodigal son owed in the gambling brothel.

Thinking that two sentences are worth tens of thousands of taels of silver, it is quite a deal.

Therefore, when the emperor asked, he spoke without hesitation.

He has always been a clean official, so he really can't afford to pay so much money, but his son is worthless.

When the emperor heard this, he immediately thought of Nancangming, his son of the Lenggong was really good at martial arts.

It would be a good thing to go to the battlefield this time if he could make contributions, even if he died in battle, it would not matter.

So he rubbed his temples and said, "Since it's proposed, I'll send Nancangming to go there! However, the Ninth Prince is young and lacks combat experience, so the veterans in the army should give more advice."

In the evening, Nan Cangming in the mansion received an imperial edict from the palace.

After receiving the imperial decree, he simply packed up his things and prepared to leave for the southwest the next day.