I go to the ancient imperial examinations

Chapter 237

Touching Zhan Feiyu's head comfortingly, Yin Wuyan's voice was cold and flat, "Don't be afraid, I'll write down this grudge."

In this courtyard full of corpses and the smell of blood, Yin Wuyan's plain words made people feel chills.

Deng Zhiwu took a look at the man in black who had been completely wiped out, revenge after all this?Although he didn't know who sent these people, dozens of dead soldiers died in one night, which was definitely a blood loss.

"En." Zhan Feiyu nodded vigorously, a cold light flickered in his dark eyes, it's not a gentleman to take revenge!

After three or two steps, Yin Wuyan glanced at the courtyard from the corner of his eye, "Don't look!"

"Okay." The voice was soft and cute, and Zhan Feiyu didn't want to look at the messy corpses, but thinking of He Sheng and the others, he couldn't help pulling Yin Wuyan's hand, "It has nothing to do with Ah Nuan and the others."

Dare to dispatch so many dead soldiers, Zhan Feiyu admired their courage, and did not pay attention to the Holy Majesty, the court, and the law at all.

It was no surprise that Zhan Feiyu would intercede with He Sheng and the others. Yin Wuyan glanced at Zhan Feiyu who was walking beside him. Under the night, the smiling little girl made people reluctant to refuse.

"Get up." There was no warmth or emotion in the cold voice, Yin Wuyan led Zhan Feiyu and walked towards the small courtyard, "Worried about your feet, there is a threshold... It's almost dawn, you go to bed first, don't be afraid, I'll be in the house ..."

These two completely different attitudes before and after, Chongguang has long been used to it. Looking at He Sheng and the others who are still kneeling, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Okay, let's all get up, deal with the corpse first, don't get fat Girl."

Deng Zhiwu looked at Chongguang approaching, straightened his body in an instant, his eyes were complicated, there was admiration, reverence, and a fighting spirit that refused to admit defeat. Deng Zhiwu always thought that he had a talent for martial arts, until just now when he saw Chongguang make a move, Deng Zhiwu's slight pride Smashed to pieces.

"Thank you, Second Young Master Deng, for your help." He clasped his fists in salute, Chong Guang still looked like a fool, with his eyebrows raised and his smile wanton, just like those dudes in the capital.

"You're welcome, since we met, we definitely can't let them kill a little girl." Deng Zhiwu laughed a few times, saying he was helping, but if they hadn't come later, he probably would have been killed by the group.

Deng Zhiwu and the others were all ruined, and there were still corpses in this area to deal with aftermath. After a few polite words, they went back to the room to bandage them. With such a big commotion, it is estimated that people from the government office will also come over at dawn.

Deng Zhiwu's previous room was almost on fire, but fortunately after they broke out through the window, the shopkeeper of the inn came running over with a few guys who were not afraid of death, and then put out the flames.

Looking at the courtyard downstairs through the gap in the window, Deng Zhiwu didn't care about the wound on his body, "Uncle Huang, who are these people? Why do they all know me?"

If it was in the capital, it would be fine. As the second son of the General's Mansion, Deng Zhiwu is somewhat of a figure, but this is the Huai'an Mansion. Zhan Feiyu knew his identity, and so did Chongguang. Deng Zhiwu didn't even know he was so famous.

Uncle Huang was slashed on the arm, but no bones were injured. He was applying medicine at this time, and saw Deng Zhiwu who was very curious, "Second son, don't say what you shouldn't say, don't ask what shouldn't be asked, you can dispatch so many dead men , this is definitely not something we can intervene in.”

Uncle Huang didn't regret taking Zhan Feiyu away in the alley, but he also didn't want to involve the General's Mansion in unknown dangers. Whether it was the dead men before or the people who appeared later, just because of their one-on-one-hundred-one The skill, this is not something that the Second Young Master and the General's Mansion can interfere with.

"Second Young Master, Uncle Huang." The round-faced guard standing aside scratched his head, wondering whether he should say it or not.

"Little Liu, what are you hesitating for?" Deng Zhiwu looked at Xiao Liu with disdain, when will this grumpy temper get over.

Little Six wiped his face, looked around warily, gritted his teeth, and lowered his voice almost inaudibly.

"What..." Uncle Huang covered Deng Zhiwu's mouth after he finished speaking in shock.

Uncle Huang was also shocked, "You two go and guard the door, little six, are you sure you read it right?"

"Although I just glanced at it, it is definitely Long Pei." Little Six nodded vigorously. He is a practitioner. Although the yard is dark, there is still moonlight after all. Little Six is ​​sure that he saw it right.

Deng Zhiwu sat down on the chair, stunned for a while, and suddenly realized, "No, that little girl was only eight or nine years old just now, isn't she the same age as the princess in the palace?"

The youngest in the palace is the eighth princess under Concubine Jing's knees, but it is rumored that the eighth princess is weak and sick, and she drank medicine before taking milk.

Deng Zhiwu thought of Zhan Feiyu's chubby bun face, and she even attacked a man in black with a dagger. It didn't look like the eighth princess who was so sick that she couldn't blow her hair.

"Maybe it's a legacy from the sea." Uncle Huang gave Deng Zhiwu a warning look. If he was a princess in the palace, he would definitely not be able to go out. Besides, although Zhan Feiyu had an extraordinary bearing, he lacked the dignity of the son and grandson of the dragon. Qi and arrogance, more like a lady raised by a scholarly family.

Deng Zhiwu nodded understandingly, "Maybe it's the Princess?"

As long as it is a royal family, it is normal to have a dragon pendant on it. It does not have to be a princess, maybe a princess or county lord of the prince's family.

But when he thought about someone daring to assassinate the royal family, Empress Deng Zhiwu touched his neck in fear. Fortunately, the assassination failed, otherwise the General's Mansion might really be involved.

……

The wound medicine in the General’s Mansion was far inferior to that of the Forbidden Dragon Guard, so when Yin Wuyan put the copper basin and cloth towel on the table, and took out two porcelain bottles of medicine, Zhan Feiyu was stunned.

"Brother, the wound on my arm has already been medicated, why don't I apply it tomorrow?" Zhan Feiyu said crisply, and raised his left arm to increase his persuasiveness.

Yin Wuyan looked over with cold eyes, Zhan Feiyu's expression froze, and he slowly lowered his raised arms.

Compared with the bite wound on his right hand, Zhan Feiyu smiled guiltily as soon as the gauze on his left arm was removed, looking at the bloody wound, "Actually, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Chongguang saw the wound as soon as he entered the door, and his smiling expression suddenly changed, "Why is it so badly injured?"

The left arm was torn off a piece of flesh, bloody and bloody, and the wound was already red and swollen. If this wound was on the arm of the elders, it could only be regarded as a skin trauma, but Zhan Feiyu's arm was as white and tender as a lotus root. Usually, the wound looks particularly hideous and terrifying.

Yin Wuyan changed her makeup, but those long and narrow phoenix eyes were so cold and frightening that Chong Guang didn't dare to speak anymore, and gave Zhan Feiyu a self-seeking look.

Yin Wuyan cleaned the wound gently, and then applied the wound medicine. He didn't speak, and the cowardly Zhan Feiyu didn't dare to speak. He blinked his big eyes and looked at Yin Wuyan pitifully.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhan Feiyu's right and left arms were bandaged again, and Yin Wuyan's cold voice broke the peace of the room, "Where is there any injury?"

"No..." Facing Shang Yin Wuyan's cold and deep phoenix eyes, Zhan Feiyu changed the topic, "I also got bitten on the leg."

Chongguang looked at Zhan Feiyu sympathetically, the fat girl capsized in the gutter this time, but these people even used the dogs, it seemed that they were determined to kill the fat girl.

Zhan Feiyu put his upturned right leg on the round stool, and the wound on his calf was also lacerated. He carefully glanced at Yin Wuyan who was applying the medicine, "Big brother, will I get mad dog disease?"

There was no rabies vaccine in the Daqing Dynasty, and Zhan Feiyu didn't feel it when he ran for his life. Looking at the bloody wound, he felt extremely aggrieved at the thought that he might die of rabies.

The hand that applied the medicine paused, Yin Wuyan looked at the little girl with a bitter face, he didn't know whether it was pain or fear, the corners of his eyes were flushed, Yin Wuyan's heart softened, and his voice slowed down, "This kind of specially domesticated The hounds will be fed with specific drugs every year, and there will be no rabies."

"Really?" Agitated, the wound on his leg was pulled, and Zhan Feiyu, who was extremely happy and sad, let out a cry of pain, and his white and tender bun face twisted into a ball.

Yin Wuyan held Zhan Feiyu's leg with his left hand, and looked over with a cold look, "Sit down."

"Oh." Zhan Feiyu grinned, sat up obediently, pulled his painful chest, and hissed again in pain, his back that had just straightened instantly arched like a prawn.

The hand holding the medicine bottle tightened a little, and Yin Wuyan knew without asking that his pampered little girl was still injured.

The atmosphere in the room froze again strangely, and Shigemitsu suddenly regretted why he came here. Wouldn't it be better to stay outside and help He Sheng and the others dispose of the corpse?

Yin Wuyan continued to apply the medicine, but the voice was creepy, "Hang all those corpses at the gate of the city!"

"Yes, I'll go right away!" Chong Guang responded immediately, shook his head apologetically at Zhan Feiyu, and left after a flash of his figure. If he stayed any longer, he was afraid of being angered by Qi Ye.

Zhan Feiyu didn't dare to question Yin Wuyan's decision, so he could only smile dryly, "Will the people who enter the city tomorrow morning be frightened?"

The Xinglong Inn plus the Huai'an Mansion Prison, Zhan Feiyu estimates that there are at least forty or fifty corpses, all of which are hung on the city wall, and it's creepy to think about it.

In fact, external injuries are easy to deal with, but internal injuries are different. At least you need to see a doctor before you can take medicine.

In the yard, no one felt wrong when they heard Chongguang's order. Their subordinates could see how much their seventh master loved Miss Zhan. They dispatched so many dead soldiers. They were determined to kill people. Don't It is said that it is just hanging the corpse, even if the corpse is whipped and exposed to the sun, it is normal.

"Kang Su, go in." As soon as Chong Guang said this, a figure appeared in the dark, and grievance and resistance appeared on the seemingly flat face.

"The fat girl suffered an internal injury." Chongguang rolled his eyes speechlessly, no matter how dead a fellow Taoist is, Kang Su's medical skills are a little worse than Ji Chaoce's.

He Nuan paused, guilt and self-blame appeared on his face again, "I'll go in and help."

"Don't, Master Qi is holding back the fire." Chong Guang grabbed He Nuan's arm, looked at her solemn expression and couldn't help but said, "Okay, although you didn't protect well today, the responsibility doesn't lie entirely on you."

Chong Guang kicked the corpse on the ground, his eyes were cold, there were forty or fifty dead men, and there were only eight people on the fat girl's side. It can only be said that the people who planned behind the scenes were insane. The corpse was hung on the city wall, and Zhongguang couldn't even imagine what kind of uproar this news would cause when it came back to the capital.

"Qiye, my subordinate is coming down to see the lady." Outside the room, Kang Su bit the bullet and said.

Yin Wuyan stood up, "Come in."

The door creaked and was pushed open. Sitting on a chair, Zhan Feiyu looked curiously at the person who came in. He was dressed in black night clothes and had a young face. He looked a little younger than Uncle Chongguang.

Zhan Feiyu stretched out his right hand, and Kang Su put his finger on it.

When we were in the alley before, although Zhan Feiyu succeeded in a surprise attack and wiped the neck of the man in black, but he also received a punch, which did not hurt his ribs, and his internal organs were fine. , and then drink the medicine for a few days.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Zhan Feiyu saw the medicine oil that Yin Wuyan brought over, like a little wild cat whose tail was stepped on, and his voice was high-pitched, "I'll ask An Nuan to apply the medicine to me!"

Although she is a nine-year-old fat girl, she is an adult at heart, lifting her clothes, rubbing her belly, etc... Zhan Feiyu's ears turned red from embarrassment.

Yin Wuyan paused, looked at Zhan Feiyu who had a face of resistance, and then looked at her red ears that were bleeding, and then remembered the four words that men and women are different.

After a while, He Nuan came in, and Yin Wuyan stood in the yard.

In the room, Zhan Feiyu cried out in pain from time to time. To rub the bruises away, He Nuan must use force. Zhan Feiyu was in so much pain that she was about to cry, and she would rather be punched again.

"Qiye, the fat girl has suffered this time." Chongguang said in a low voice, and took a peek at his own Qiye, "I have already sent a letter to Xiaoliu, and it is estimated that we will be able to find out the origins of these dead men soon, Qiye, How should the Holy Majesty respond?"

This matter must not be kept secret, and the prefect of Chu will also report to the court. After all, a large number of dead soldiers besieged the prison of Huai'an Mansion, which is a blatant provocation to the court.

Besides, the fat girl is Gu Xueshi's only disciple, just a little girl, and the people behind the scenes openly dispatched so many dead men, Chong Guang didn't dare to imagine how furious Gu Xueshi would be when the news came back to the capital.

Of course, the corpses of these dead men were all hung on the city wall, and those old pedantic and stubborn at Yushitai would definitely impeach the Forbidden Dragon Guards again. The reputation of his own seventh master is now three points more tyrannical than the evil spirits in the underworld.

"Since the other party dares to attack, he is not afraid to investigate." Yin Wuyan said coldly, looking at the dark night sky with his icy phoenix eyes, "The Holy Majesty will stop it when the time comes."

In the end, the one who was pushed out was just a scapegoat!Yin Wuyan's eyes were cold and bloodthirsty, Xueshi Gu, as the Holy Majesty's confidant minister, naturally couldn't disobey the Holy Majesty's wishes, but the people behind the scenes miscalculated that the Forbidden Dragon Guard would intervene in this matter.

Chong Guang was stunned for a moment, frowned and thought, "Qi Ye, you mean that there are princes behind this?"

If the Holy Majesty can stop it, it must involve the prince, and there is more than one prince. No matter how wise the Holy Majesty is, he is still a father who will protect his sons. The fat girl is just a student of Gu Xueshi. Compare the two , which is more important at a glance!
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