Fostering apprentices

He asked softly, "Is Your Highness resting well?"

"It's okay." Yan Nan got into the carriage, the pain in the back of his neck became more and more obvious, he cursed in a low voice, gently pinched the sore place, and used some internal strength to relieve it.

The carriage went all the way to the outside of the temple, which was the temple that did not become a Buddha yesterday. Yan Nan's purpose this time was to come to this place to ask for a peace talisman for his father. He didn't know why his father insisted on asking for these things, anyway, he was Do not believe in Buddhism.

If the Buddha is really useful, then what suffering is there in this world?

After the temple fair, there are many fewer people in the temple, but there are still people burning incense and worshiping Buddha, and the incense in the temple continues.This time, Yan Nan rushed a morning early, bowed to the gods and Buddhas, and then went to the master standing next to him to ask for a peace talisman.

As soon as I looked up, I saw a group of people rushing in, and then surrounded the hall.

An idea popped up in his mind, could it be that the old man who disliked him yesterday hadn't worshiped enough, so he came to set up a place to worship again today?

Yan Nan looked down at the peace talisman in his hand, thinking that he had finished his work and there was no need to bother others to pray for gods and Buddha, and walked out.

But after a few steps, he was stopped by someone who looked like a guard.

"My lord, what are you stopping me for?" Yan Nan asked suspiciously: "I didn't rob my house next time, and I didn't bully men and women. What are you doing?"

"Yesterday, it was you who stole the guqin from Houshan and injured the master in the temple?" the man asked sharply.

"Injustice!" Yan Nan immediately retorted yesterday: "I saw your lord's zither, but later he followed Master Zhichen and did not steal your lord's guqin."

I think he drank too much last night, and he didn't remember what he did when he was drunk, but he usually didn't act aggressively after he was drunk.

Looking at the posture of these guards, Yan Nan obviously wanted to take him into custody. Now that Er Xi is not around, is it possible that he is really going to be put in prison by these people?

Hearing Yan Nan's defense, the man obviously didn't believe it, so he summoned the monk who was inquiring this morning, pointed at Yan Nan and asked, "But this man injured the masters in the monastery?"

The monk raised his head and knocked. It was dark last night, so he couldn't see the specific appearance of that person clearly, but he heard the sound of a bell during the fight. He looked at Yan Nan's waist, and there happened to be a bell, so he pointed at him. Said: "It's him."

"Hey, little master, monks can't tell lies." Yan Nan is not happy now, he has no memory of what happened yesterday, so just send someone here to testify that he is a thief?

"I want to see your lords and make it clear in person."

"Emperor... our lord, is it that you just want to see him when you want to see him? Come, take him down, put him in a prison, and wait for his punishment." The man directly gave the order, and the people under him did not dare to stay for a while. , The movement of the hands is constant.

Yan Nan's hands were directly tied together, he looked down at the thick rope on his wrist, and sighed helplessly, is it possible that he really wants to go to jail?

How about running away?This is not easy to do in other countries. If a wanted warrant is issued, it will be a big problem.

Then, he was tied up and walked out of the hall. He happened to meet Erxi who had returned from buying osmanthus cakes. Seeing that his master was being tied up and seemed to be taking him somewhere, he threw the things in his hand and walked towards the crowd. People rushed over.

A person stopped in front of them and shouted: "Presumptuous, where did you come from, you dare to tie up our highness after eating the bear's heart and leopard!"

When they heard that it was His Highness, everyone panicked. The guard at the head had seen a little of the world, and immediately knew that the princes of some countries like to go on tour in low clothes, so they hurriedly asked, "I don't know which Highness?"

This sentence is probing the truth.

In this continent, Dongyue is the most powerful now, and the emperors of Mobei and Beiguo have nothing to show, so there are no princes, and they may be princes of some subordinate countries.

Erxi snorted coldly, did not look at the lackeys' eyes, walked directly to his Highness, reached out his hand to untie the rope, but was held back by the leader.

"What are you doing?"

"This man stole our emperor's guqin and injured the master in the temple. Now he needs to take it back and wait for the emperor to deal with him."

"Emperor Dongyue?" Er Xi had guessed that these people were Mu Chu's subordinates. The big battle yesterday was not something ordinary officials could enjoy. Who else could there be except the Supreme One?

Why didn't Mu Chu stay in Dongyue Wangcheng as his emperor, and then came to Yancheng to pray to God and worship Buddha?Could it be that you rushed here after hearing the news from His Highness?

Then they can't stay here.

He directly took out the token, which was the military order that the emperor carried with him: "Open your dog eyes and see, this is the military order of Emperor Dayan, let's see who is presumptuous!"

"Big... big... Dayan?" The man was obviously frightened, his tongue was knotted when he spoke, and he felt a moment of weakness in his legs: "Then, this is..." To be called His Highness, There is another person personally ordered by His Majesty Dayan... it can't be the prince, right?

Erxi took back the token, turned around and untied the rope from Yan Nan's hand, and said, "His Royal Highness Prince Yan, your little head of guards dared to attack His Royal Highness, go back and tell you Emperor Dongyue about this matter." , we need an explanation."

"Yes, yes, the little one must tell you, definitely." The chief guard lowered his head, not even daring to raise his head, and the words he said were all messed up. Originally, he wanted to get information from others to arrest the thief and claim credit for it, but he didn't. Thinking that the person who stole the piano was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Dayan, he almost lost his life.

Really suffer.

The restraints on Yan Nan's hands were untied. He glanced at the man kneeling on the ground indifferently. He didn't say anything. He turned around and looked at the monk who had identified him just now. He clasped his hands and nodded towards the little master, asking: : "Little master, I was drunk yesterday, please forgive me if I offend you."

The monk recited a sentence of Amitabha, and replied: "The almsgiver has no intentions, and we are treating the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

He continued to ask: "I don't know what you said or did when you got drunk and snatched the piano with the little master?" How sensitive Yan Nan is, since he entered Yancheng, he discovered many things that were wrong , and Master Zhichen's words that didn't sound very good yesterday seem to be very familiar.

Although he likes the qin, he will not snatch other people's qin for no reason and hurt others.

unless...

The monk nodded and said: "The benefactor didn't do anything else, he just kept saying that this piano is yours."

really.

Yan Nan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the monk's words confirmed what he thought in his heart. Even if a person is drunk, he will not say that something he is not familiar with is his own, unless it belongs to him or the appearance is extremely similar.

He smiled lightly: "Thank you little master Haihan, I will definitely donate more incense for your temple."

Before leaving, Yan Nan glanced sideways at the head of the guard who was still kneeling on the ground, but this time, a murderous intent shot out from his spring-like eyes, which made people shudder.

The carriage was driving slowly on the street, Yan Nan stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, looked at the bustling scene on the street, and suddenly asked: "I used to stay in Yancheng for a long time, right?" Er Xi followed the carriage on horseback Next to him, he could naturally hear what Yan Nan said.

"Your Highness has only been here for a short time." Erxi replied.

"A period of time?" Yan Nan asked in confusion, obviously he didn't believe Er Xi's answer, looking at the iconic houses on the street, he was inexplicably familiar, as if they were closely related to him once .

"Your Highness, Yancheng is just a stopover point for you in the past 20 years. This stopover point is not long, so why do you bother with insignificant things?"

Yan Nan didn't speak, and the coldness in his black eyes hadn't faded away. He put down the car curtain, lowered his head and looked at the little bell on his waist, and couldn't help but gradually clenched his hands.

In the deep autumn, Yan Nan was about to leave for Dayan. He thought that he had lived in Dongyue for more than a month, and he had almost done everything he needed to do. He just called Er Xi to pack his luggage and return to Dayan, when the servant hurried over. A letter was handed over.

Yan Nan was wondering about the contents of the letter, and when he looked up, he saw Erxi coming out with the same letter in his hand: "Why did the father write two letters?"

"This is a letter from my family. Something happened at home, and I must go back immediately." Erxi held the letter in his hand, his face full of worry: "Your Highness, someone will come to replace you in a few days." I will escort you back to Dayan."

Yan Nan hummed, and knew that what Er Xi said was urgent, otherwise he would not have left in such a hurry. Could it be that something happened to Wangcheng?

After Erxi left, the number of hidden guards around the inn doubled, and the number of people who followed Yan Nan when he went out also changed from the previous four to a group of people. It is really special to have a group of people following behind. the wind.

He looked back at the group of people, and ordered: "Go back to the inn and wait by yourselves, and I will walk by myself." Those people hesitated for a moment, and then Yan Nan said: "Is it possible that you have to follow me when I go to Hualou past?"

Those people lowered their heads one after another, but they didn't dare to follow, so they had to watch their master leave.

Yan Nan sighed helplessly, and took a folding fan and walked towards the small stall where she bought muffins a few days ago. There were still many stalls on the side of the road, big and small, with countless novelties , He bought some small accessories along the way before he walked to the old man's booth.

It was still the same sponge cake, and it was still the same person. Yan Nan asked for four yuan. He was not greedy, but wanted to have an incomplete conversation with the old man that day.

"Ask that general of the Yan family why he rebelled?" The old man was sitting on a small stool, holding a cattail fan in his hand to fan the mosquitoes on the gauze, listening to Yan Nan's question, a regretful expression appeared on his face, Said: "Where is the rebellion? It's just an accusation that the former Nanling Emperor was afraid of the Yan family's military power."