The cute king of Douluo? No! It's the Demon King!

Yang Xuan turned around and Zhao Sanfu smiled, but the smile was a little forced. He was looking at Yan Cheng with melancholy eyes.

This is an official who cares about the country and the people. His thin body seems to contain endless power, but there are thorns ahead of him.

The men smiled and dispersed, as if the previous threat was just a joke. But Zhao Sanfu knew it was not the case, and Yang Xuan also knew it was not the case.

"Why do you know?" Zhao Sanfu asked curiously.

Yang Xuan said: "Before the beasts are about to hunt, they will be silent and seemingly calm. The calmer they are, the sharper they will be later. And the beasts that roar are often strong on the outside but weak on the inside. The louder the roar, the faster they die."

Zhao Sanfu was a little surprised by Yang Xuan's opinion. When he saw Yan Cheng mounting his horse and leaving, he whispered: "This is a good man."

He looked at the blue sky and said in an inaudible voice: "I also want to be a good person."

But he is just a small pillar on the stage, and it is not his turn to make the final decision on major matters in the court.

Yang Xuan nodded, agreeing with this evaluation, "Is Men Yin bad?"

Zhao Sanfu walked slowly with him among the crowd and sneered, "Menyin is a gift given by the emperor to the sons of powerful people, so that they can directly serve as officials. In fact, the sons of powerful people are still powerful people."

He said sarcastically: "Who can guarantee that the children of powerful people are all good people? So there have been countless shortcomings in Menyin over the years, but who dares to speak out against it? It's Yan Cheng. No..."

Zhao Sanfu thought for a while and said, "When Emperor Xiaojing was here, his bodyguard commander Yang Lue was also bold and dealt with many powerful children."

He turned around and saw Yang Xuan stopped and froze, so he smiled and said, "Why do you think it's scary?"

Yang Lue...

Yang Xuan only felt that his mind was in chaos, and he forced a smile and said: "Yes! Those powerful people are so powerful, and someone dares to deal with them, how brave they are."

Zhao Sanfu thought he was frightened by this situation and smiled: "That is the commander of the bodyguard who respects the emperor. He has an extraordinary status. Naturally, he dares to deal with the children of powerful people."

Yang Xuan wanted to ask who Emperor Xiaojing was, but he was worried about arousing Zhao Sanfu's suspicion, so he frankly asked him a few questions, and finally told him about going to the Imperial College.

"Guozijian?" Zhao Sanfu was a little envious, "It's a good place, it's easy to practice, and you can become an official when you get out."

Back then, as long as he could study in the Imperial College, he didn't have to go to northern Xinjiang to exchange his life for a future.

Yang Xuan said: "Where do you work?". He had wanted to ask this for a long time, but felt it was presumptuous.

This young man only asked this question at this moment, which shows that he is shy. Zhao Sanfu had already thought about this problem, "I work in the court."

"Official?" Yang Xuan couldn't help being surprised. His criminal record was forged by Yang Lue. If it were discovered, the consequences would be...

Zhao Sanfu said with a smile: "I'm just a handyman. I have nothing to do on weekdays, so I can hang out."

Yang Xuan said enviously: "It's great that you can have money and food without doing anything."

"Yes!" Zhao Sanfu looked to the left and Yan Cheng's figure just disappeared. He thought melancholy about the recent changes in the DPRK, and worried that the Tang Dynasty would fall into unpredictable disputes.

Yang Xuan was thinking about the name Yang Lue. He suddenly felt stupid. There were so many people with the same name in the world. The commander of the guards who respected the emperor... Thinking about Yang Lue's appearance of keeping strangers away, which emperor would want such guards? Commander?

Most likely not.

Yang Xuan felt relaxed again, and Zhao Sanfu felt depressed, "Let's go, I'll treat you."

Yang Xuan said in embarrassment: "But I can't invite you back recently."

Zhao Sanfu was surprised, "Why?"

Yang Xuan said: "I don't have much money anymore."

This young man!

Zhao Sanfu originally thought that Yang Xuan was not that important, and planned to apply to lift the surveillance on him after a while, but after hearing this, he felt that it could be lifted now, so this drinking session would be a farewell drink.

The two of them went to have a drink. After Zhao Sanfu drank too much, he pulled out a horizontal knife, beat the table, and sang frontier poems loudly.

These poems...are not good!

Yang Xuan thought of the poems in the scroll and couldn't help but feel a little confused, so he tentatively said: "The luminous cup of grape wine, if you want to drink, play the pipa immediately..."

He saw that Zhao Sanfu couldn't close his mouth after opening it. He couldn't help but regretted being in the limelight, but he was also a little happy, thinking that these poems and songs were not there?

"Drunken lying on the battlefield, Lord Grim, how many people have fought in ancient times."

Yang Xuan finished reciting.

Zhao Sanfu's eyes flashed with green light. He had never thought that the young man he was monitoring could be so talented. He said excitedly: "You actually have such a talent for poetry?"

Yang Xuan felt guilty and his spine felt hot, "This poem was recited by a traveler I met in Yuanzhou."

Zhao Sanfu relaxed and said, "What a poem."

But there are still many things in my mind. If I recited them all, wouldn’t you go crazy?

After a meal of wine, Yang Xuan was half drunk. Zhao Sanfu wanted to send him home, but one of his men winked at him, indicating that something was wrong.

"Be careful!" Zhao Sanfu hurried away.

Yang Xuan waved his hand. The excitement after drinking made him feel that the air was extremely fresh and everything in front of him was so gorgeous.

Chang'an is indeed a good place.

He walked slowly towards Yongningfang. When he looked up, he saw the setting sun shining brightly on the horizon, shining on the city of Chang'an, and the roofs of every house were glowing. The big trees on both sides are lush and green, with green branches and leaves.

Drums start.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

This was the signal for night ban, but pedestrians on the street went home calmly.

After the walls were torn down, the night ban became somewhat of a formality. But if the people of Jinwu Guard are serious, those who are caught will rarely be punished.

Yang Xuan only knew Zhao Sanfu in Chang'an City and did not dare to try the method himself, so he hurried to Yongningfang.

The sky was getting dark, and Yang Xuan saw Yongningfang and a somewhat familiar person.

Boom boom boom!

The sound of drums came in the distance.

Yan Cheng led the horse slowly, his head lowered, the knuckles of his hands holding the reins turned white, and he shook his head slightly from time to time, obviously feeling melancholy.

Not far away, a young man was surrounded by people. He stared at Yan Cheng and said disgustedly: "This man only wants to cut me off and benefit himself at the expense of others. He deserves to die!"

Someone next to him smiled and said: "Yan Cheng has never practiced. If we send two people to surround and kill him, he will definitely die. Once he dies, the matter of reducing the number of people in Menyin will naturally go away."

The young man sneered: "Yancheng...it's just bait, swallow him!"

Two men walked out of the alley, one after another, toward Yan Cheng.

When Yang Xuan saw it, he felt cold all over and his alcoholism was dissipating rapidly.

These people must have come to beat up Yan Cheng... No, the man behind him actually had a light reflected on his right hand, it was a weapon!

How dare they kill officials!

Country bumpkin Yang Xuan hid in the shadows, feeling cold all over.

what should I do?

dodge?

If you avoid Yan Cheng, you will definitely die.

But what does his death have to do with me?

He is not my person!

Yang Xuan trembled all over. He took a step back, but then stopped.

Today, Zhao Sanfu told him about the harm Men Yin did to the Tang Dynasty and the harm to the people. Yang Xuan himself analyzed it and thought of his days in Yuanzhou...

The days of Xiaohe Village passed by in such a leisurely manner. It has remained the same for hundreds of years, poor and impoverished. When the villagers were chatting, Yang Xuan was also listening in. Listening to them talk about how their lives were in the past and what their lives will be like in the future, they actually looked forward to living in such poverty in the future.

Why?

Yang Xuan was puzzled. Later he asked Yang Lue. Yang Lue pondered for a long time, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes and a hint of sadness. He slowly said: "After the fall of the Chen State, the Tang Dynasty was established, and Emperor Wen of the Chen State was resurrected. , but it still only lasted for one hundred and fifty years. Then the world was destroyed. People of insight in the Tang Dynasty were all thinking about the reason why Chen State was destroyed. After much thought, no one dared to say that it was because of the greed of the powerful. …”

The powerful are greedy!

This was Yang Xuan's first understanding of his family, country, and world.

If the powerful were allowed to run rampant, the Tang Dynasty would follow in the footsteps of the Chen Kingdom. The people could only let themselves be slaughtered and could not find a chance to speak.

Why can those powerful people do whatever they want?

Who will speak for me? !

Yang Xuan's drunkenness dissipated, and he slowly touched the handle of the short knife with his right hand, and said softly: "No one cares about what we say, so we will speak for ourselves."

……

Zhao Sanfu hurried to the mirror, while Xin Quan was looking at the night sky with his hands behind his hands outside the duty room, waving when he saw him coming. The two entered the check-in room. Zhao Sanfu picked up the water glass and took a few sips. He gasped and said, "What's the emergency?"

"Are you planning to go to a brothel? There's no need to go." Xin Quan sighed, "I've been waiting for news that those people are planning to attack Yan Cheng..."

Zhao Sanfu's body was shaken, "When? Who?"

"You asked when first, not who." The fine lines on Xin Quan's face appeared very deep under the candlelight. He smiled bitterly: "It's those people after all. It is said that the leader is a small family with five surnames. Young people are very energetic.”

"I gonna go see."

Zhao Sanfu rushed out of the check-in room, and Xin Quan's slow voice came from behind, "Yancheng wants to cut the flesh of the powerful, and he will die without a doubt. He will die sooner or later. You go... it's too late!"

"you do this delibrately!"

Zhao Sanfu knew that Xin Quan summoned him because he was worried that he would be impulsive after hearing the news. After Yan Cheng was killed, no matter how angry he was, he could only turn into helplessness.

But what about Datang?

Yancheng is dead, but Tang Dynasty is still alive, but it is a rickety life!

There was a faint sigh behind him, and Zhao Sanfu rushed out of the mirror, jumped on his horse, and said, "Drive!"

……

From the side of the intersection, the young man squinted at Yan Cheng and joked like a cat playing with a mouse: "Whose Datang does he think belongs to the Tang Dynasty? The Tang Dynasty is the Tang Dynasty where the emperor and his family have five surnames. He wants to cut off a family. The flesh of the five surnames is the flesh of the emperor, and death is not a pity!"

Following these words, Yan Cheng also noticed something unusual. He turned around and looked at the approaching big man, his body trembled, and then he said angrily: "How dare you kill an official?"

The young man whispered: "Kill me, kill me, who dares to save you?!"

The big man seemed to have a mental connection with him, and said with a ferocious smile: "Kill if you want, who dares to save you?"

puff!puff!puff!

The footsteps came slowly.

Everyone turned back.

The waning moon slowly rose. Under the deserted moonlight, a young man came out and said seriously:

"I!"