I Don’t Want To Be the Emperor

Chapter 50 Losing face

Mr. Lu Xun said: Qiongcuo's poems about wealth and wealth mostly use "gold", "jade", "cotton" and "qi".

Lin Yi has always believed this.

If he now uses the words "bright eyes and white teeth, shy flowers at the end of the moon" to describe this woman, he will really appear to be ignorant!

 But even if I scratch my head, I can’t find the right words.

Magnificent and elegant?

 Yi Jingti Lei?

 Still, I am uneducated!

The woman was so calm and leisurely every step she took. She slowly walked up to Lin Yi, knelt down and said, "My little girl, Du Yinniang, pays my respects to the prince."

Lin Yi didn't care whether he knelt down or not, after all, the price was only 200,000 taels.

 For the sake of money, this little bit of face must be given.

 “No need to be polite, please sit down.”

After being slightly distracted, he looked away from the other person, then picked up the tea cup and took a sip to calm down his agitated mood.

 Promise yourself!

 I will never be a licker in this life no matter what!

 He is the Lord of Baiyun City and the King of Sanhe!

 Everything must be promising!

 “Thank you, Your Majesty,”

Du Yinniang sat down and said with a smile, "I have heard about the name of the prince for a long time, but my daughter is humble and dare not offend the prince. She has never come to see you, so I hope that the prince will respect you."

“Miss Du, you are so generous, but I am embarrassed by this.”

Because Du Yinniang did not take her husband's surname, it meant that she was not married yet, so Lin Yi couldn't help but feel a little happy.

But it didn't show on his face, and his tone was kind, "I don't like beating around the bush, so if you have anything to say, just tell me directly."

“My father, Du Sanhe, the little girl came to plead guilty on behalf of my father,”

Du Yinniang lifted up her skirt and knelt down slowly, "I hope the prince will forgive my father's sin of ignorance!"

 “Du Sanhe?”

 Lin Yi looked at Hong Ying.

Hong Ying shook his head gently.

 He doesn’t know either.

Du Yinniang leaned over and said, "A month ago, there was a group of people, the leader of which was Shen Chu. They had a conflict with my father, claiming that they were in charge of the palace guards.

How could my father tolerate someone using the prince's name to damage his reputation? He was **** in anger.

Out of caution, my father still sent someone to Baiyun City to inquire. The features and appearance of the arrested man were indeed similar to Shen Chu, the commander of the royal guards.

The little girl just entered Baiyun City and did another investigation. Finally, it was confirmed that this person was indeed Commander Shen. "

“It turns out you caught Shen Chu.”

Lin Yi's face was burning with pain.

 Damn it, you’re so disrespectful!

The royal guards are all wearing badges and are all blind?

Moreover, he actually dared to come to the door. This was too courageous, so he was not taken seriously.

This is a demonstration?

"I hope your lord will forgive me. The little lady has sent someone to deliver Commander Shen, and he will be here soon,"

Du Yinniang knelt straight and said, "Commander Shen is unscathed. Please rest assured, Your Majesty."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Yi ran in.

Lin Yi didn't wait for Sun Yi to speak, and saw Shen Chu and a group of guards walking into the courtyard. Before entering the house, they all knelt in the middle of the courtyard.

There were seven or eight people behind them, standing upright and looking around. At first glance, they looked like unruly people.

Lin Yi waved his hand towards Sun Yi and said, "Take Commander Shen down for a good rest."

Sun Yi trotted out again and whispered a few words in front of Shen Chu. After Shen Chu glanced in the direction of Lin Yi, he lowered his head and continued motionless.

 “Miss Du, please get up.”

Lin Yi put down the tea cup, stood up, stretched, and walked to the door.

 “Your Majesty, my subordinates are incompetent!”

Shen Chuyi burst into tears for a while.

“There is no shame in being inferior to others in skill,”

Lin Yi smiled and said, "It's a shame for the old man to be discouraged."

 Seeing that Shen Chu and others were fine except for some redness and swelling on their faces, he finally felt relieved.

“I really have no shame in coming back to see the prince again. I just want to serve the prince again in the next life.”

The more Shen Chu talked, the more tears he shed. Suddenly he pulled out the knife from his waist and wiped it on his neck without hesitation.

 “No!”

Lin Yi shouted.

 The knife fell to the ground, leaving only a **** mark on his neck.

 Shen Chu looked at Hong Ying blankly.

"Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be escaped,"

Lin Yi waved his hands helplessly and said, "Each person, go down and get twenty big boards."

Shen Chu wanted to say something else, but in the face of Hong Ying's cold eyes, he still didn't dare to say another word.

Together with everyone else, he kowtowed and shouted, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After Shen Chu and others retreated, Lin Yi looked at the eight big men.

Du Yinniang walked forward, pointed at a middle-aged man and said, "This is Wen Qian, who has been with my father for many years.

 Uncle Wen, etiquette cannot be discarded. "

 “See He Wangye.”

The big man headed by him straightened his back, raised his head and raised his hand towards Lin Yi.

“Bold,” Hong Ying said softly, “How dare Shuzi be so rude!”

Wen Qian was about to speak when he suddenly noticed a palm coming towards him. He quickly stepped back and turned sideways to avoid the palm.

 Then he punched again and fought with Hong Ying.

Du Yinniang's face showed a slight look of surprise. Wen Qian, his father's subordinate, was an eighth-level master. He didn't expect that a young **** from the palace could actually compete with him.

 The most surprised ones were Mingyue and Zixia.

Hong and Mr. Hong from the palace, when did you need to use the second move to hit someone?

Even if the opponent is at the eighth level, as long as Mr. Hong releases his aura, the opponent may not have the courage to fight back.

Currently, Manager Hong is flying up and down, spinning in the air, moving left and right, all using fancy moves!

Even during the fight, there were still sounds, as if they were trying their best.

 The two of them looked at the prince who nodded frequently and understood immediately.

 Mr. Hong was just showing off to the prince.

 In Ankang City, Prince He is the prince, and no one dares to be disrespectful to him.

Even if you are a young person, she, Zixia or Shen Chu will take action.

Although Mr. Hong’s skills are high, he never has a chance to show off!

In the eyes of the prince who doesn’t know kung fu, their steward is useless except for being obedient and knowing how to embroider.

Mr. Hong always has a sense of danger that he is about to fall out of favor.

With the opportunity in front of him, Manager Hong will naturally have to work hard to fight well and win.

 He has to let the prince understand that he is really not a waste.

Thinking of this, Mingyue and Zixia looked at each other helplessly and smiled.

Hundred moves on the field have been passed.

Wen Qian was panting and sweating profusely. The more he fought, the more chilled he became. Why is this man so good at martial arts?

 But most of all, I still have doubts.

It is obvious that the opponent's palm is about to hit you, why do you suddenly make an idling retreat, and then another hungry tiger pounces?

The hungry tiger pounced on its food very quickly, and he had no way to avoid it, so why did he suddenly make the lotus flower float and swim behind him?

I definitely can't beat the opponent, and I don't even have a chance to fight against the opponent.

 But the other party can't beat you either!

 No matter what you do, there will be a result.

With my heart dying, I waved my hands feebly, letting the wind blow and the rain hit me, but I remained unmoved.

He danced like this for another twenty times.

Suddenly, a gloomy energy made him open his eyes suddenly. He instinctively felt a sense of danger, and when he wanted to avoid it, it was already too late.

 He watched helplessly as the hand slapped his chest.

Hunted and spit out a mouthful of blood.

 “You are great”

Wen Qian pointed at Hong Ying and fell straight to the ground before he finished speaking.

 (End of this chapter)