I don't want to be king

Chapter 50

Mr. Lu Xun said: To write rich and noble poems with poor measures, use more "gold", "jade", "mian" and "qi".

Lin Yi has always been convinced.

If he now uses words such as bright eyes and bright teeth, closed moon and shameful flowers, and sinking fish and wild goose to describe this woman, he will really appear to be ignorant!

However, scratching my head, I couldn't find a suitable word.

Magnificent and elegant?

Static and leisure?

I still have no culture!

The woman was so calm and unhurried in every step and step, she walked slowly to the front and back of Lin Yi, bowed her knees and said, "Little girl Du Yinniang pays her respects to the lord."

Lin Yi didn't care about whether he kneeled or not, after all, the price was 20 taels.

For the sake of money, this face must be given.

"You don't have to be polite, please sit down."

After a little distraction, he took his eyes away from the other party, then picked up the teacup, took a sip, and calmed down his agitated mood.

Promise yourself!

In this life, no matter what, I will not be a licking dog!

He is the Lord of Baiyun City, the King of Sanhe!

Be promising at all!

"Thank you, my lord,"

After Du Yinniang sat down, she smiled and said, "I have heard about the name of the prince for a long time, the little girl is humble, she dare not be rude to the prince, I have never come to see you, I still hope that the prince will be happy."

"Miss Du, you're so generous, it's embarrassing me."

Because Du Yinniang did not take her husband's surname, it meant that she was not married yet, so Lin Yi couldn't help but feel a little happy.

But it didn't show on his face, and his tone was kind, "This king doesn't like to beat around the bush, so just talk about it if you have anything to say."

"Father Du Sanhe, the little girl is here to plead guilty on behalf of my father,"

Du Yinniang lifted up her skirt and knelt down slowly, "I hope the lord will forgive my father's crime of ignorance!"

"Du Sanhe?"

Lin Yi looked at Hong Ying.

Hong Ying shook his head lightly.

He doesn't know either.

Du Yinniang leaned down and said, "A month ago, there was a group of people, the leader was Shen Chu, who had a conflict with my father, saying that he was in charge of the palace guards.

How could my father tolerate someone pretending to be the prince's name and damaging the prince's reputation, and he was tied up in a rage.

Being cautious, my father still sent someone to Baiyun City to inquire. The features and appearance of the arrested person were indeed similar to Shen Chu, the commander of the palace guards.

The little girl had just entered Baiyun City, and did another investigation, and finally confirmed that this person was indeed Commander Shen. "

"So you were the ones who captured Shen Chu."

Lin Yi's face was burning with pain.

Damn, it's too embarrassing!

The guards of the palace are all wearing badges, so they are all blind?

What's more, he dared to come to the door. It's a bit too courageous to ignore him.

This is a demonstration?

"I hope the prince will forgive me. The little girl has already sent someone to send Commander Shen, and he must be here soon."

Du Yinniang straightened up on her knees, "Commander Shen is unscathed, please rest assured, my lord."

As soon as the words fell, Sun Yi trotted in.

Lin Yi didn't wait for Sun Yi to speak, and saw Shen Chu and a group of guards walking into the courtyard. Before entering the house, Lin Yi knelt in the middle of the courtyard in unison.

There are seven or eight people behind them, standing upright, looking around, they can be seen as rebellious people.

Lin Yi waved his hand at Sun Yi and said, "Take Commander Shen down to rest."

Sun Yi trotted out again, and whispered something in front of Shen Chu. After Shen Chu forgot to look in Lin Yi's direction, he lowered his head and continued to remain motionless.

"Miss Du, get up."

Lin Yi put down the teacup, stood up, stretched himself, and walked to the door.

"My lord, my subordinates are incompetent!"

Shen Chu burst into tears for a moment.

"Skills are not as good as people, don't be ashamed,"

Lin Yi smiled and said, "It's embarrassing for the elders to be discouraged."

Seeing that Shen Chu and the others were fine except for some redness and swelling on their faces, he finally felt relieved.

"This subordinate is really ashamed to see the prince again and again, only to serve him again in the next life"

Shen Chuyue said that the more tears came, he suddenly pulled out the knife from his waist and wiped it on his neck without hesitation.

"No!"

Lin Yi screamed.

The Pata knife fell to the ground, leaving only a bloodstain on his neck.

Shen Chu stared blankly at Hong Ying.

"Capital crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped,"

Lin Yi waved his hands helplessly and said, "Everyone go down and get [-] boards."

Shen Chu wanted to say something, but facing Hong Ying's cold eyes, he still didn't dare to say a word.

Together with the crowd, he kowtowed and shouted, "Thank you, my lord!"

After Shen Chu and the others retreated, Lin Yi looked at the eight big men.

Du Yinniang walked forward, pointed to a middle-aged man and said, "This is Wen Qian, who has been with my father for many years.

Uncle Wen, etiquette cannot be discarded. "

"See and Prince."

The big man in the head straightened his back, raised his head and cupped his hands at Lin Yi.

"Bold," Hong Ying said softly, "How dare Li Zi be so rude!"

Wen Qian was about to speak, but suddenly found a palm coming towards him, so he quickly backed away, avoiding the palm by turning sideways.

Then he punched again and fought with Hong Ying.

A slight look of surprise appeared on Du Yinniang's face. Wen Qian under his father's hands was an eighth-rank master, and he never thought that a young eunuch from the palace could compete with him.

The most surprised ones were Mingyue and Zixia.

And Director Hong of the palace, when did you need to use the second trick to beat someone?

Even if the opponent is at the eighth rank, as long as Director Hong releases his breath, the opponent may not have the courage to fight back.

The current Manager Hong is flying up and down, spinning in the air, moving left and right, all these are some fancy moves!

Even during the fight, there were still noises, as if they were trying their best.

The two looked at the prince who nodded frequently, and understood immediately.

Manager Hong was just showing off to the prince.

In Ankang City, he and the prince are princes, no one dares to disrespect the prince.

Even if it is Xiao Xiao's generation, she, Zixia or Shen Chu will take action.

Although Director Hong's kung fu is high, he has never had a chance to show it off!

In the eyes of the lord who doesn't know kung fu, their manager, other than obedient and good at embroidery needles, is simply useless.

Manager Hong always has a sense of crisis that he is about to fall out of favor.

With an opportunity in front of him, Director Hong naturally has to work hard, how to play well and how to do it.

He had to let the prince understand that he was really not a waste.

Thinking of this, Mingyue and Zixia looked at each other helplessly and smiled.

A hundred tricks on the field have passed.

Wen Qian was panting and sweating profusely. The more he fought, the more chilled he became. How could this man have such high martial arts!

But the most is still doubts.

Obviously, the opponent's palm was about to hit him, why did he suddenly idling and retreat, and then a hungry tiger pounced on it?

The speed of the hungry tiger's predation was also very fast, and it was inevitable for him to avoid it, so why did he suddenly make the lotus float and swim behind him.

I definitely can't beat the opponent, and I don't even have a chance to beat the opponent.

But the opponent can't beat himself!

Whatever you do is a result.

Heartbroken, I waved my hands weakly, letting the wind blow and rain, I stood still.

It danced like this for more than twenty times.

Suddenly, a gust of Yin Qi made him open his eyes suddenly, he instinctively felt a danger, and when he wanted to avoid it, it was already too late.

He watched helplessly as the palm slapped on his chest.

With a muffled grunt, he spat out a mouthful of long blood.

"you are big"

Wen Qian pointed at Hong Ying, and before he could finish speaking, he fell straight on the ground.

(End of this chapter)