I can't die!I haven't ruled the world yet!

Chapter 180 Saving Rong Zhu, what’s the benefit to me?

Before Rong Cen could say anything, the man at the head suddenly nodded toward the outside of the hall, stood up and greeted him with a smile: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Rong Cen looked sideways, with surprise in his eyes.

The visitor is dressed in a red dress that looks like blood, with a slim figure, and a bamboo hairpin tied up in green silk. As she strolls in the courtyard, her wide sleeves are flying, and her skirts are fluttering like butterflies and dancing flowers.

The finger-twisted jade fracture fan half covers the face, hiding the peerless appearance, a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes, like the light of the lake, like the stars flowing, and the beauty mole at the end of the eye is charming, which is very attractive.

Jiang Yun!

Why is he here?

Did Taifu order someone to inform him? Or did he find it himself?
After all, he had something to ask for. When Jiang Yun arrived, Lu Yi was very polite and invited him to sit down and pour tea himself.

"The fifth prince is here, and the humble house is filled with splendor."

Jiang Yun didn't listen. He glanced around and sat down next to Rong Cen. He rarely values ​​dignity and does not care whether his position is inferior.

"Teacher Lu, my servants are already here. It's better to let His Majesty go back first."

"There will be a feast in the afternoon, so the emperor will not be detained."

The literati were circuitous and followed the principle of courtesy first and then fighting.

But Lu Yi dared to send people to kidnap Rong Cen in broad daylight outside Jinluan Palace. Those people were still dead soldiers.

He did it too obviously, lest he be framed, so no one from all parties suspected him yet.

Who knows how true what this old fox said could be.

"Snow Mountain Maojian, a specialty of the southern region, don't you want the Fifth Prince to try it?"

Nanxunjiang Wuxi Tea Ceremony is well known all over the world. Lu Yi had heard about it a long time ago, so he had prepared the best.

"A stick of incense."

If Jiang Yun gets interested and wants to make tea himself, he will give Lu Yi one or two cups of tea.

But it was obvious that this guy's violent treatment of Rong Cen made him feel bad. Jiang Yun was not even willing to drink tea today.

He was half-leaning on the Taishi's chair, casually closed his jade bone fan, and turned the blue and white porcelain cup upside down on the table between his fingers. He ignored the half-hidden impatient words between his eyebrows. His leisurely posture was more than that of Rong Cen. And nothing less.

"There is a lake in the garden, and the lotus flowers are particularly red in summer. I sent someone to lead the emperor on a boating trip to pick lotus pods."

Lu Yi was about to call the housekeeper, but was interrupted by Jiang Yun.

"Half a stick of incense."

A stick of incense is too short, let alone half a stick of incense. Lu Yi's expression froze. Jiang Wu was indeed as arrogant and arrogant as the rumors said.

He couldn't put Rong Cen away, so he stopped talking nonsense.

"His Royal Highness King Xi is trapped in Xilin, please ask the fifth prince for some help."

"Why should I save him?"

Jiang Yun raised his eyes, glanced at the profile of Rong Cen's handsome face, and looked at Lu Yi with a bright and inexplicable look in his eyes.

"The fifth prince is on good terms with the emperor. After all, His Highness King Xi is sibling to the emperor..."

"With his death, Yunqi's throne will be more stable."

Jiang Yun said it calmly, blocking back the "deep affection" he was about to say.

At this rate, let alone half a stick of incense, a stick of incense would have been worn away long ago. The impatience on his face became even worse, "Be direct, open the skylight and speak frankly. What good can I do to save Rong Zhu?"

Dayin's fight for the rightful son was not as fierce as Nanxun's, because the intrigues were never clear, and people both inside and outside the court liked to make twists and turns, and everyone had a colorful heart and was full of evil intentions.

The same goes for Lu Yi. He never imagined that Jiang Yun would be so straightforward.

He froze slightly, but felt grateful. If he didn't say it to death, there was still room for him. The good thing is, he was naturally prepared.

"The emperor has been short of people recently, and the thing I am most in need of is people. When King Xi returns to the capital safely, I am willing to send three thousand dead men to the emperor's disposal."

When Lu Yi made the promise, he really thought that he would never let go of the eagle before he saw the rabbit.

When Rong Cen and Jiang Yun heard this, they were both speechless. The former thought that he had heard that the Taifu raised tens of thousands of dead soldiers, but suffered a lot of losses before and after. It was estimated that there were only five or six thousand people left, and Jin Yu was actually worth three thousand! That's a dead soldier, and he's in danger if he's in danger, but whether he should say it or not, his combat power is off the charts, and his heart is crazy! But give it to her? It has nothing to do with Jiang Yun. For him, isn't it equivalent to a loss-making business?
The latter smiled contemptuously, "Is this considered a benefit? The dead soldiers of the Lu family are only loyal to their master, who dares to use them?"

It is taboo to change the owner of a dead soldier.

Rong Cen couldn't surrender and couldn't control himself. He had three thousand men, but weren't they raised by Lu Yi?

Raising tigers is a recipe for disaster, and one day one will be personally regicide.

"A dead soldier has his own way of raising a dead soldier. When the time comes, I will pass on my experience to the emperor. Don't worry about their disloyalty. If there is any betrayal, just kill them."

Lu Yi is a very complex person, gentle and gentle, with the appearance of a frail scholar, but he has a bloodthirsty and ruthless nature that does not belong to a scholar.

He narrowed his eagle eyes, "The fifth prince wants other benefits?"

"Who kidnapped Yunqi? Hand him over first." Which hand can carry Rong Cen? Jiang Yun wants to settle accounts with him.

He was just a dead soldier, he could give it to him if he wanted it, but Lu Yi didn't take it to heart.

"eleven."

As soon as he finished speaking, a slender figure flew down from the eaves.

He half-knelt on one knee. The collar of his night-walking clothes was torn and he was not wrapped in a black scarf. He revealed his cute little face and said in a cold voice: "Master."

It is the killer sister.

This is a cold lolita.

The more Rong Cen looked at it, the more he liked it. With the killer sister, three thousand dead soldiers were not impossible.

Jiang Yun was stunned for a moment, woman?

He immediately restrained his emotions and turned his head to see that Rong Cen was not very satisfied and almost vomited blood.

The romance between men and women continues, but she really has no sense of boundaries!
The three of them all looked at the audience. Lu Yi was sitting at the top and couldn't see their expressions clearly. "Get up. From now on, you will follow the emperor and protect him personally."

"Yes." Eleven's tone was calm.

Death warriors are like everyone else. The master spends huge sums of money to train them for many years. He can give them away to anyone he wants.

But when she stood up and looked up to see someone, her face was paralyzed with surprise and joy, and she unconsciously shouted: "Benefactor?!"

The person calling was Jiang Yun.

"My benefactor, do you still remember the snow disaster in Nanxun two years ago? I was originally from Xingcheng and fled to Qizhou."

"When I was hungry and unbearable, I was lucky enough to meet my benefactor. This is a great blessing that I have cultivated for thousands of years!"

“There were only five glutinous rice balls in that bowl, which was not enough for the refugees to share, but it saved the lives of my family of five!”

The killer sister was very emotional and was about to kneel down to thank her, but Jiang Yun raised her hand to stop her.

"You admitted your mistake, I am not your benefactor."

As he spoke, he turned his wrist and pulled Rong Cen's arm with his well-joined fingers, "She is the one."

He is indifferent by nature and cannot see the suffering of the people in his eyes. Only she is the heart of Guanyin Bodhisattva, always helping the people.

That year, Qizhou had a large influx of refugees from Xingcheng, resulting in a shortage of supplies and a famine.

The attendant called them to have a meal. On the way back, they passed by a refugee pile. There were five old, weak, sick and young people in the family. Rong Cen couldn't bear it and ran to the prefecture where he was staying temporarily to bring dinner to him as a good deed.

It was a time of famine and food was scarce. As the two princes, Rong, Cen, and Jiang Yun, they were only given five dumplings in total, and they had to drink thin porridge for lunch.

She gave it all away in her eyes, and in the end the two of them shared the joys and sorrows and were hungry all night.

Now that I think about it, I really miss all the things I did in the past.

The assassin sister did not doubt that he was there, so she quickly knelt down in front of Rong Cen and kowtowed to her three times, "My benefactor, please accept my bow!"

Then he said, "I didn't mean to offend or disturb my benefactor today. Please allow me to repay you like a cow or a horse!"

(End of this chapter)