Miss Fortune: Is the regent ready for today?

Chapter 239 Crown Prince Zhengren
"In the martial arts sword test two days later, there will be Lord Lao. It's just..."

"What? Just say it if you have something to say." Wan Ruotan frowned. What bothered him most was that there had to be a twist in saying something like this.

"Qilin wood is not easy to come by. Just talking about the territory of Daliang, I and Ming He are fighting overtly and covertly. Many people in the world are also trying to take advantage of the chaos. Not to mention Yin Luo and his group, the Yueyang Taoist Temple has already been implicated. Come in, you can't get out. And you, the Northern Liao monarch, have trampled the Daliang military camp at the foot of Haiyan Mountain with their cavalry, and sent spies to sneak into the capital for more than a month. I'm afraid they are also waiting for the opportunity. Over in Nanxia, ​​the man at the helm is thoughtful, and now Although there has been no action yet, the ambitious prince came to Daliang secretly two days ago, and may have been among the onlookers downstairs. Since the Marquis has agreed to cooperate with me, these things must be made clear. "

"Prince Zhengren, Chi Xuancheng? Are you coming to Daliang?" Wan Ruotan was obviously surprised.

"That's right, the little emperor of Southern Xia, Chi Buyu, is still young, and the one at the helm has no interest in the throne. His power naturally attracts people to peep. I heard that the two former emperors of Nanxia died and abdicated, and they had many difficulties with Chi Xuancheng. The reason for the disagreement is that he belongs to the direct royal family and cannot be assigned or dealt with casually, which is really difficult. Therefore, this is a hot potato for that genius, and you and I cannot take it lightly. It’s just that I haven’t yet figured out what Prince Zhengren’s purpose is in searching for the unicorn wood.”

Wan Ruotan sneered disdainfully, "What could be the purpose? Like the prince, he must want to change the dynasty."

After saying this, the young man in purple robe took a step forward, completely ignoring the expression of Ming Zhidu in the chariot. He walked calmly, and the arrogance on his body spread out on the fine brocade, which was bright and bright, and the purple and gold lion behaved obediently. She followed him back to the guest room.

There was freshly brewed hot tea on the table in the guest room, which was originally unoccupied. Under the teapot made of purple sand, silver, and glazed mountains, there was a gilded and pink flowered letter, with only two big words written on it -

Thank you.

Wan Ruotan's eyes only stayed on the letter paper for a moment, then he raised his hand and crumpled the paper indifferently and threw it into the incense burner in the room.

The incense burner caught the fire, and a golden-red light showed through the mottled and fine copper patterns. He picked up a cup of tea and took a sip, thinking about it.

"Quanshan Bandit, tell the people below that there is no need to try to stop that idiot chess leader."

"Yes, I will do it now. Lord Marquis, have you...changed your mind? Do you plan to keep him by your side?"

Wan Ruotan took out a breath, shook his head slightly, and said: "The fate has come, and there should be good passengers on the boat."

The news that the Peking Opera Troupe was performing in Pingdu but disappeared out of thin air on the stage spread throughout Daliang within half a day. The officers and soldiers from the neighboring city were gathered by Pei Buchou, the general of the garrison in the middle of the river, and hurried to Pingdu. They all said that they wanted to close down the Trial Sword Inn.

They formed a circle around the inn and interrogated: This Pingying Troupe is a wanted criminal by Emperor Chongwen. If a show is held openly in a place as big as Pingdu, why don't there be law-abiding people to report it? ! Don’t you want to open the Trial Sword Inn any longer? How can we allow this group of criminals to act like a drama? ! Since the shopkeeper likes to collect money to do things so much, he might as well take him to the dungeon to train for two days.

The officers and soldiers formed a team and escorted the innkeeper, the waiter, and the Yangzhou thin horse who had woken up away. Yin Luo frowned and stood by the window looking down at the situation outside, but suddenly he heard someone "dong" on his door. "Dong" sounded twice.

"Jiangzhong Mansion is searching for suspicious people, open the door quickly!" The shout was sharp and sharp.

Yin Luo turned around from the window, her eyes passing over Chi Linjing who was sitting at the table painting and Nie Renxi who was playing with the wooden wheel beside him, and then fell on the closed door. Her feet did not move, only With a gentle wave of his hand, the thick water-red zhenqi automatically opened the door, bringing with it some snow lotus fragrance and the wind rippled the white iron and red tassels on the foreheads of the officers and soldiers outside the door.

She folded her hands, stood in front of the window, and met the eyes of the young man in black cloak who stepped in first. The person who came was wearing a black cloak covering his white armor. He looked proud and independent, and his brows and eyes showed the majesty of being in charge of the army all year round. He used a snake-head silver ring to tie his hair, which made him look a little more ruthless. The halberd in his hand was vertically erected on the ground, but it penetrated deep into the surface and floated some sawdust, which showed that he had strong internal strength.

When Pei Buchiu saw Yin Luo for the first time, his right brows lowered.

The girl in red dress has wide sleeves embroidered with gold lotus, and her behavior reflects the style of a noble in the palace. The palace etiquette is even more standard.

But she has a cold appearance, red lips, and long eyebrows that slant into her eyes, but she still looks like a knight-errant.

There were two young men in front of the table in the room, one of them was wearing a green robe and looked calm. He was concentrating on tracing something on the paper with his pen, as if he didn't see them coming.

Another man was wearing a sapphire blue ingot coat, playing with the wooden wheel that made a sound in the innkeeper's confession. He was looking up at them. After observing them one by one, he looked at the girl in red with a smile and said: "You can do it, Yin Luo, you are so clever. How did you guess that General Pei would come in person?"

Pei Buchou looked slightly stunned when he heard this. He thought for a while before answering, but he asked the girl in red: "Are you Yin Luo? Princess Ming's apprentice? It's you who sent the message to my general to send troops to intercept. Are you from the Pingying class? Why are you in Pingdu?"

Faced with this series of questions, Yin Luo did not panic. He only saw her slightly lowering her eyebrows at Pei Buchiu. Then she raised her head and smiled and said hello to Pei Buchiu: "Yin Luo has met Pei Buchou." There was no rush to get to the point.

But Nie Renxi was anxious. He slapped the table and said, "You tailor, you lied to me! Didn't you say that you had deduced that General Pei was coming? It's so kind. It was you who sent the message to others. You Do you think this young master has no brains and can’t guess..."

"Nie Renxi!" When he slapped the table, the mahogany trees in all directions shook slightly. The tip of Chi Linjing's pen dipped in ink tilted, and he accidentally dipped too much ink, and even two drops spilled outside the inkstone.

Nie Renxi weakly retracted his hand, not daring to look at Chi Linjing who was staring at him.

what to do? If he pretends not to see the abyss staring at him, can he avoid eye contact with the abyss?

Yin Luo replied to Nie Renxi's words while slandering in his heart: Aren't you already brainless?

On the other hand, he pretended to be serious and smiled at Pei Buchiu: "Pei Guardsman, there is no need to be suspicious. Yin Luo invites you here because he has something to give to you. We found a wooden wheel on the stage where the Peking Opera Troupe was singing. I heard that the wooden wheel left a sound. This rare thing was made by Duke Lu of Ningcheng 11 years ago, and there are only three of them in the world. One was given to the Jun family in Houzhou, and now it has been presented to His Majesty. I asked Your Majesty last night, which one is still there? It is safely stored in the treasury. Another one was given to the Xu family in the north of Saibei, but the Xu family was a general and fell into decline more than ten years ago when the Northern Liao invaded Liang. The last one also disappeared with its owner Lu Gong. …”

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