Chaos on the temples: You can't escape if you provoke treacherous ministers

Chapter 289 Goodbye
The scorching sun is in the sky, and people are coming and going.

Standing under the sun, Liu Yunxiang was already dripping with sweat.She watched anxiously, for fear of missing everyone who passed by.

At this time, she saw a person coming from the West Street. The person was thin and limping, wearing a brocade robe, but the clothes were really loose and hung crookedly on his body.

His hair was disheveled, covering his face, and when others saw him, they covered their noses and avoided him.Someone accidentally bumped into him, and hurriedly patted his clothes, as if it was unlucky.

He had a jug of wine in his hand, and at this moment he raised his head to drink, only to reveal that face.

Liu Yunxiang recognized it at a glance, but it seemed that roots had grown under his feet, and he couldn't pull them out.

I still remember that spring day, he was leaning in front of the gate of the Yuan Mansion, wearing a black brocade dress, with a handsome complexion, smiling phoenix eyes, twisting a peach blossom in his hand, looking romantic and romantic.

Outside Zhenbei Pass, he broke through the rolling yellow sand with his iron horse, and fought in all directions with a long spear.

In the court, he strategized, manipulated people's hearts in the palm of his hand, and won thousands of miles.

At that time, Yan Mu was radiant, making everyone amazed and jealous, but the one who walked over had a dull expression, no trace of eyes, and wished to dig into a dry well.

His face was ashen and disfigured, and a scar on the left side of his face had obviously faded away, but it pierced into the eyes at this moment, it didn't look vicious, it was just ugly.

He drank too much wine, his feet were uncomfortable, he staggered, tripped over the floor tiles, and fell two steps forward, but he didn't care and continued to be confused.

He approached, step by step...

Liu Yunxiang felt that his throat was dry, and he wanted to call him a few steps away, but he opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

And when he passed her, his dull gaze didn't fluctuate, he passed by, and he didn't tilt his head to look at her.As he passed by, Liu Yunxiang could only smell the strong smell of alcohol.

"Yan... Yan Mu..." She called him softly, her voice trembling.

Liu Yunxiang hurriedly turned around, saw him continue walking, as if he didn't hear him.

She was about to catch up, when a young man dressed as a clerk took a step ahead of her, grabbed Yan Mu's shoulders, and pushed hard, and Yan Mu fell limp to the ground as if his bones had fallen apart.

"You drunkard, you really owe a beating. You owe so much to our restaurant. We don't credit you for your wine. How dare you steal it!"

Saying that, the guy went up and kicked him.

"I must pay back the money today, or I will send you to the government!"

He directly reached out to take out Yan Mu's purse, but it turned out to be empty, and he couldn't help but hit him in the face angrily.

"With your poor and filthy appearance, what are you talking about, the Seventh Prince of Glory? Pooh, my dog ​​is not as useless as you!"

People on the street gathered around and said with good intentions: "He is really the Seventh Prince of Great Rong, his identity is real, but his virtue really opened our eyes of Beijin people!"

"The nobleman who returns the golden branches and jade leaves is even worse than the beggars on the street!"

"Brother, he must not pay your family's wine bill. You might as well discount his other leg. No one cares about him anyway."

And Yan Mu was lying on the ground, holding up the jug to drink, but when he lay down, the lid of the jug fell off, splashing him all over the face.He hurriedly stuck out his tongue to lick it, but he didn't lick it much, and then shook the flagon, it was gone.

Seeing him like this, others laughed at him.

"Hey, fool, there are still some on the ground, hurry up and lick them!"

"Hurry up, or it will be gone!"

"This is wine, your lifeblood!"

Yan Mu stood up amidst the booing, staggered forward, and grabbed the one who laughed the most.

"Yo, this fool is angry!" The man was still laughing.

Yan Mu still had no expression on his face, but now he raised his fist, but before he could swing it up, the man kicked him out first.He was like a puddle of mud, shot straight to the ground.

"You're a waste, and you still want to hit someone!"

Seeing that he couldn't get back the money for the wine, the clerk in the restaurant shouted to arrest Yan Mu and take him to the government. At this time, a man rushed over and blocked Yan Mu.

"Brother, please do me a favor, allow us another two days, and I will definitely pay back the wine money!"

"Two days for you? Two years for you, can you pay it back, you stinky beggar?"

"Yes, yes, two years..."

"You motherfucker, looking for a fight!"

The guy punched the beggar in the face, but the beggar was still smiling: "It's useless for you to beat us both to death, why not give us a few days, right?"

"Hey, you're playing a rascal, right? This is not Darong, we Beijin are not used to you!"

The guy was young and strong, and he went up to fight, but at this moment a piece of silver was thrown in front of him.

When he turned around, he saw a beautiful-looking woman. Although she was dressed in plain clothes, her features were cold and arrogant, which made people dare not look down upon her.

"Madam, what do you mean?"

"How much money does he owe your family?"

"Uh, 120 six taels."

Liu Yunxiang's eyes were sharp, "You go to the South Red Building on East Street to pay the bill."

"You want to pay the bill for him?"

"No?"

The buddy Yile said, "Naturally, I wish for it!"

He looked at the ingot of silver on the ground again, "Is this silver also repaid?"

"Want?" Liu Yunxiang raised an eyebrow.

The buddy showed joy on his face, "Of course I want to."

"Kneel down and pick it up."

"what?"

"No?"

Many onlookers yelled, "He won't, but we will! Don't say kneel down, just kowtow three times!"

Liu Yunxiang snorted coldly, then took out a purse from his arms, and grabbed a handful of broken silver, "If you want it, kneel down and pick it up."

She then threw it, and the silver fell all over the ground.

The onlookers and the guy knelt down to pick it up, to grab it, you pushed me, I shoved you, and they all gathered around Yan Mu, kneeling in front of him.

These people got the money, and they dispersed.

After the beggar was shocked, he kept patting his chest, "Oh, how much money is this? You just threw it out like this. I, a beggar, can't save a tael a year."

Liu Yunxiang didn't look at him, but at Yan Mu.

He stood up with his arms propped up, looked around blankly, when his eyes passed her, he didn't stop, and then staggered away.

"How did he become like this?"

The beggar looked at the back of Yan Mu walking away, and sighed: "Before coming to Beijin, Shangguan Xu gave him a bottle of poison. He was sent to the palace again. In order to avenge his son, the Northern Jin Emperor broke his leg. When he was sent out, he was already dying. Thanks to Chongming, he tried his best to treat him for three months before he was rescued. When I came back, I lost all my martial arts, my tendons were damaged, and my body was just so useless."

Liu Yunxiang's eyes turned red when he listened.

"In the battle between Beijin and Dayong, he killed countless soldiers of Beijin, and all the people in Beijin hated him. Sending him in by Dayong is equivalent to giving Beijin a solution to his hatred, and everyone can step on him. What's more terrible Yes, he has no desire to survive, he is so drunk all day long, like a walking dead."

Liu Yunxiang burst into tears, watching the figure disappear at the end of the street.

"He doesn't seem to know me anymore."

(End of this chapter)