Guizhen

Chapter 120 It Will Add Confusion
"Evil?" Song Yan couldn't help chuckling, "No matter how evil you are, you can't beat Ji Shan."

"The two of them are completely different things." The middle-aged scribe seemed to want to persuade Song Yan to agree with him, "Lu Wu is only 14 years old. She joined Pei Dongzhai's sect when she was three years old, and she has been a warlock for 11 years now. However, her Daoxing is far beyond his age. Do you mean evil or evil?"

"Perhaps...the talent is extraordinary." Song Yan forced a smile, and there was obvious sourness in his calm tone.

The middle-aged scribe was even more sour than him, "If you have such a way now, how about a few years later?"

Hearing this, Song Yan lowered his eyes and remained silent.

It's amazing, and that's for the future.Let's get over this hurdle first and then talk about other things.

"Father will definitely blame me if he finds out about this." Song Yan's temples swelled with pain, "What's your plan sir?"

"I'm about to discuss this matter with the prince." The middle-aged scribe said seriously, "I can't stay in the capital."

"Sir... are you going to Liangzhou?" Song Yan's eyes were sour, and he said sadly, "I am the only one facing grandfather?"

"My son, don't worry about this." The middle-aged scribe took out a yellow talisman, and after chanting the mantra, he blew on the talisman paper, and the talisman paper turned into a person exactly like Song Yan in the blink of an eye and stood in front of him.

Song Yan was taken aback, "This, this is..."

"If the situation in the capital is not good, the prince can put this thing in the mansion as a cover." The middle-aged scribe raised his finger, and "Song Yan", who was transformed into a talisman, opened his lips and teeth slightly, and said softly: "The little one is willing to go through fire and water for the prince." .”

Song Yan's spirit was refreshed, but in an instant, melancholy filled his eyes again, "I'm afraid I won't be able to escape even if I want to."

"How could it be?" The middle-aged scribe took out another yellow talisman and carefully placed it in front of Song Yan, "This talisman can help the prince achieve success."

"This is..." Song Yan looked at the middle-aged scribe suspiciously.

"As long as the son recites 'Hurry up like a law', this talisman will turn into a thin blanket and take you back to Liangzhou." The middle-aged Wen Shi paused, "Or wherever you want to go."

Song Yan was slightly taken aback.Where else can he go if he doesn't go back to Liangzhou?Go to the deep mountains and old forests to live in seclusion but survive?What's the point of a day like that?
"When I return to Liangzhou, I will plead guilty to the prince. I will never bring the prince down." The middle-aged scribe swore, "What's more, the changes in Beijing are not the fault of the prince. It's all because of Lu Wu's messing up."

The middle-aged scribe gritted his teeth with hatred, "If it wasn't for her, how could such troubles have occurred?"

Song Yan sighed helplessly, "Don't talk about her now, sir, let's think about how I should deal with it."

"Your Majesty won't take a stab at Prince Liang's mansion or the prince immediately." The middle-aged scribe thought for a while, and then said: "As long as the son refuses to admit that he knows me, His Majesty will not pursue it. However, not pursuing it now does not mean that he will not pursue it in the future. Don't pursue it. Perhaps His Majesty will suddenly attack the Crown Prince. You must carefully consider your intentions and leave the capital at a critical moment. In this way, the prince will not be restrained, and the situation will be beneficial to us. But if you do not have time to escape from the capital..."

The eyes of the middle-aged scholar flashed a trace of unbearable, "For the sake of the prince's plan, you must not be indecisive."

Of course Song Yan understood the deep meaning of his words.If he can't escape at the right time, he will have to kill himself.King Liang can make a big fuss about this matter.

You can even take the opportunity to raise troops.

In detail, his death is far more valuable than his life.

Maybe King Liang sent him to the capital just to let him die when he should die.

The middle-aged scholar stared at Song Yan, "Where to go, it's all in the mind of the son."

Of course he didn't want to die.Even if it was for his biological father, he was unwilling.Song Yan nodded slightly, and curled the corners of his lips, "I see. I will accept all the kindness of the gentleman."

The middle-aged scribe raised his hand and pointed to "Song Yan" who was standing next to him, "I will not tell the prince, and leave these things to the prince. Therefore, one day the prince returns to Liangzhou, and there is no need to mention it. You just need to tell the prince that everything is wrong." A miracle will do."

"Sir..." Song Yan was so moved that his voice trembled, "You only plan for me, I... how can I repay your dedication?"

"Your Majesty's words are serious." The middle-aged scribe said with guilt on his face, "I'm to blame for underestimating Lu Wudaoxing this time, and causing trouble for Your Majesty. I..."

"Sir, don't blame yourself." Song Yan raised the corners of his lips, showing a wry smile, "It will happen sooner or later. In my opinion, earlier is better than later. They are far away in Liangzhou and don't know that I am suffering in the capital. Every day The first time I entered the palace to pay my respects to my grandfather, I was worried that I would not be able to leave the palace safely. This feeling is worse than a knife on my neck."

The middle-aged scribe shook his head and sighed, "In the future, I won't be by Shizi's side, so you have to relax your mind."

"Don't worry, sir." Song Yan put away his sad expression, "I still have to save this life to have a good time with my husband in Liangzhou."

Hearing this, the middle-aged scribe frowned, "Okay! I'm waiting for your son in Liangzhou."

The talisman paper hanging above the heads of the two made a "swish, swish" sound.The middle-aged scribe said: "Your Majesty, it's time to go back." He cupped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, please take care."

Song Yan nodded heavily.

……

Lu Zhen brought the snails to the Sancai Hall, and when she looked up, she saw Zhang Wen's pale face.

Sang Jing and Zheng Kun also seemed less energetic than usual.After seeing the ceremony, Lu Zhen asked with concern: "Is Zhang Shenji better?"

"It's much better." Zhang Min rubbed her chest.As long as Miss Lu Wu doesn't talk disgustingly, he can stand it.

Just as Lu Zhen sat down, Zhu Yinghuai brought a plate of wishful cakes and placed them by Lu Zhen's hand.Lu Zhen didn't have any reason, so she picked up a piece and ate it.

"Lao Guo can't get out of the princess mansion." Sun Ke panicked when he mentioned this matter.He went to the Princess Mansion before the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and he didn't have the time to pass the words in. Xiao Huangmen came out to answer him, "Guo Ming is now a member of the Princess Mansion, so he can't take care of the affairs of the Shenji Division. If Sun Shenji envoy If you feel something is wrong, go into the palace and explain it to His Majesty in detail."

Sun Ke's heart is like a mirror.How could Xiao Huangmen have the confidence to say such a thing.Isn't Bai Yihuan acting as a hindrance?
What important family and country affairs does he know as a servant?Tim Luan is a good hand.

Zheng Kun cleared his throat, "If you don't come, don't come." Then he turned his gaze to Lu Zhen, "I must have heard what the magician said. Miss Lu Wu must have heard it too. He seems to know us."

"Old Zheng!" Sang Jing interrupted Zheng Kun, "Stop beating around the bush. Miss Lu Wu is our savior, what can we hide from our savior?"

Zheng Kun smiled sarcastically, "I...I'm just making an opening remark?"

Sang Jing glanced at Zheng Kun, "We thought, that person might be Lao Xia."

"Old Xia?" Lu Zhen frowned, "Xia's magical envoy who defied the emperor's orders?"

Zheng Kun blushed, "Yes, that's him."

(End of this chapter)