I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 343 Chapter 347
Zhou Dynasty.

Fengshui County, Yanfeng City.

The center of the eight counties on the Yuzhou-Zhou border is located at the junction of the corridors around the mountains, at the junction of the branches of the Bajiang River, and the big river passes through it, turning the entire city into four parts.

At the same time, it was also the location of Yu Zhou's fifth consultation, nominally to resolve the commercial disputes between the two parties.

In fact, it is an exchange of interests, involving Baiman Mountain.

A bustling market, a bustling scene.

Stone pavement, peddlers and pawns, all kinds of people walk on the street.

At this moment, Yan Feng had a group of good guests, led by an old man with strong bones and immortal style, followed by a young woman in her early twenties, with a graceful figure, dressed like a martial artist.

Among the two, there were faintly two people caught in the middle, as if they were protecting or coercing them.

One of them looks like a nobleman, behaves decently, like a little adult, with white porcelain cheeks that are plump and cute, people can't help but want to pinch them when they see them, he is about nine or ten years old.

But his pupils were faintly scratched, very shallow, like a knife-like pupil, and his pupils almost involuntarily turned to the sides.

Behind him is a boy who is even younger, but if she is a little older and pretends to be a little adult, she is really mature.

Nian Nian looks very small, but she exudes the calmness of an adult from the inside to the outside, she is well-informed, not as lively and curious as the young master.

His name is Li Yiyi, he was born in Yujing, and he escaped this time.

"what is that?"

"Young master, those are candy strings."

"Oh, so what?"

"Silhouette doll."

During the question and answer, the four of them walked on the street.

There were cries in the noisy street, and at the end of the turning, the crowd was watching from a distance, and a man and a woman were scurrying around in the empty street.

"Catch them for my lord, the damned slaves dare to scratch my lord's face, you want to escape, elope, let me see how you escape?"

Joking and laughter, surrounded by many private soldiers.

The handsome son of the aristocratic family covered the scar on his cheek with his hand, and blood flowed from his fingers.

A pair of red phoenix eyes were full of anger.

With a swipe of the right hand on the belt, a thin blade was held between the fingers, leaving an afterimage on the wrist. Between the lightning and the flint, the air wave broke in a circle, and the knees of the man running in front spattered blood.

Click.

Broken leg.

"Run!"

The face of the aristocratic son became grim.

After the blade broke through the leg, the momentum remained, and it was still extremely lethal. It was heading towards Li Yisheng and the others. Coincidentally, judging from the trajectory, the person hit must be Li Yisheng.

The old man in Taoist robes seemed to be of low strength and did not respond in a timely manner.

On the contrary, the woman on the left draws the sword, falling colorfully, the light of the sword is like a petal, and then blooms into a delicate flower in front of her.

Ding.

The metal collided, and the blade flew upside down.

"Well, Huadao's Luoying Shenjianjue, is Huadao's high-ranking apprentice?"

The son of the aristocratic family is obviously not only a very prone to rage, but also a person with good eyesight. After recognizing the sword technique, he carefully sized up the group in front of him.

Can't say it's not weird.

An old man in Taoist robes, a martial arts woman, a young prince from an aristocratic family, and a young girl.

Such a combination has to make people feel strange.

"Family teacher, Huadao Jade Flute."

Xu Meixin said.

"Jiu Yang, I am the younger brother of General Hu Benzhong of the Fenglin Army in Fengshui County, Huang Huang, a small official in the county mansion."

After introducing himself, he looked at the man and woman who were hugging each other, his eyes flashed with anger, and he tilted his head and drank.

"Why are you still standing there? Take this pair of lowly slaves away and keep them under strict guard. If you escape again, I'll ask you."

Then, he remembered a moment of fright and anger, before he had time to deal with the wound on his face, he quickly swallowed a elixir, endured the stinging pain, and smeared the wound on his face with precious plaster, making it black.

Like mud wriggling, soon, when he walked in front of Li Yiyi and the others, he had already recovered.

Huang Huang took out the silk towel and wiped the plaster on his face, then bowed his hands.

"Meeting is fate, you and I even met at the most famous Chunjiang Tower in Yanfeng City, why not let me be the host, go up for a drink and something to eat, you must be very tired after coming all the way."

He raised his finger and pointed to the six-storey restaurant next to it, with jade belts hanging from the brackets around it, celadon tiles, and jade inlaid corners.

From the outside, this restaurant is extraordinary.

Looking at the nearby buildings, none of them can compare with Chunjiang Tower.

The Taoist robed old man interjected at this moment.

"No need, I'll wait for Xiaomin so as not to be rude in front of Mr. Huang."

"really."

With almost the same idea, Xu Meixin also refused.

But before the two of them could finish their conversation, the girl spoke crisply, with a voice like a silver bell.

"Okay."

Immediately, she turned her head to Li Yisheng who was behind her.

"My lord, you didn't come here to find the master. As a county official, Mr. Huang must be able to easily find out about the master."

Li Yisheng's heart moved.

He hesitated.

It is undeniable that it seems safer to have local officials come forward to find someone, but he does not want to disturb the Yu Dynasty mission in this city.

Who told him that he escaped, relying on his identity, he easily deceived his mother and concubine 'Fengyang', once he was caught back, he seemed to be able to think of what it means to have his butt bloom.

It's no longer the pretense of pretending to fight.

He could even imagine that behind him, there must be a large number of masters from Prince Wu's Palace rushing over.

Uncle Lin, shadow guards. All the masters he knows.

"Is it really alright?" Li Yisheng said bitterly, wrinkling his face.

"If you don't try, how will you know?"

The girl replied with a smile.

"Master Dao, sister, I'm hungry too, why don't we eat something first." Li Yisheng said.

Huang Huang was stunned.

For this situation, he was a little confused.

When he carefully observed Li Yisheng, from head to toe, and repeatedly, after watching it several times, he felt more and more that the boy in front of him was not simple, not to say how strong the boy was.

Instead, he saw signs of it from some details.

If the clothes looked ordinary, they were actually expensive and extraordinary. The obsidian ring on his finger was dull and inconspicuous, but the extraordinary details deepened his impression.

Then Li Yisheng's somewhat special eyes, with shallow traces, were like a thunderbolt in his heart.

Prince Wu's son.

At this time, Huang Huan turned his attention to the girl again, and felt the girl's highly concentrated and calm expression. Suddenly, he felt that it was not a good thing to intervene.

He dared to say that if there was any trouble, the girl in front of him would explode and kill.

Cold sweat broke out.

"Hehehe."

Huang Huang smiled.

In his heart, he was cursing secretly, even if he scolded others, he was also afraid of himself.

"Ok."

The Taoist robed old man sensed the aura locked in his body, and his face was still kind.

"Then follow me upstairs."

Huang Huang felt relieved, and stretched out his hand to signal, his calf seemed to be shaking, but he still pretended not to notice anything.

He didn't even know that his smile was a bit fake.

(End of this chapter)