The heinous crime of time travel

The days when Xiao Yao returned to Beijing with Xiao Gusheng were not many, and the time was also concentrated in childhood and a few years ago.

When a young man grows up, his appearance changes every day. Although his frame does not change, his appearance is always different when he looks closely.

Although Zhao Mian had never met him, he could only rely on his mouth at such a juncture to turn black into white.

From childhood to adulthood, Xiao Yao seldom straightened his back. Now as long as Mu Yunshen sits in front of him, he has the confidence to drink a glass of wine quietly when surrounded by thousands of troops. Let's see how these people do Sing a big show.

Zhao Mian's quick wit is also Zhao Duan's quick wit. Although the two brothers don't like each other very much, when it matters, they know how to fight against each other, even if this "hatred" gave birth to their flesh and blood and raised them up.

Zhao Duan nodded as soon as Zhao Mian's words came out.

Zhao Duan said, "Nephew Sun has seen the Major General before, he doesn't seem to be so tall, his face should be rounder, his eyes are not big, at first glance he looks a bit like him, but his facial features are not far behind."

"..." Xiao Yao really wanted a mirror to take a picture.

Although Zhao Zikang is Zhao Mingliang's younger uncle, and the difference between the two is only seven or eight years old, they are considered old after all.He had seen the thoughts of these juniors once in Zhao Mingliang's body. A few years later, there was a great chaos. The whole magnificent royal family seemed to be burnt down, and the relatives withered in a blink of an eye.

Zhao Zikang didn't consider himself an emperor. If it wasn't for his physical disability, he wouldn't have the heart to fight for the throne.He is still too affectionate in his bones, the emperor's brother and emperor's nephew who were taught by the same school and the same teacher will always be against each other.

Zhao Zikang didn't stay in the palace for a long time. He was young, and Zhao Mingliang's eldest brother was a little older than him.In April in the south of the Yangtze River, the snow and ice melted, and the market was full of excitement. They were all greedy, and they hoped that their husband would show mercy and take them out to have a look.

The master often couldn't take care of it, asked the first emperor for orders, and then sent four or five guards and an imperial doctor, so he dared to sneak out when there were not many people, and accommodate these little ancestors.

Yang Hua was just right that year, and the wind was full of these fluff. His nose was itchy and he was sneezing all the way. If he knew that it was the most complete day for his family, Zhao Zikang would definitely not even close his eyes when he sneezed.

He sighed softly, and came back to his senses, the old age seemed to be stained from the end of his eyes for a moment, and even his hair turned gray in a moment.

Zhao Zikang is not a fool, fearing that the past will repeat itself, he will not be able to keep even one of them.

"Come here, both of you." Zhao Zikang didn't listen to anything, interrupted Zhao Duan's chatter, and forced a smile.

I'm afraid it will be sad, but Zhao Zikang's relationship with these nephews and grandchildren is very weak, and nine out of ten rumors are unintentionally disclosed by his subordinates, and he rarely asks about it.

At this time, he suddenly waved his hand, and suddenly panicked.

Zhao Mian and Zhao Duan looked at each other, not knowing whether to advance or retreat for a moment.

People in the royal family grew up in the bloody storm since they were young, and Xiao Yao did not give in. Therefore, among the people in the hall, only Xiao Yao understands Zhao Zikang.

If there is any similarity between the desolate and boundless customs and the peaceful capital city, it is probably the human nature that emerges after the bones and blood are stripped away. During the Taiping Festival, there is a change of cups, wine and songs, and the graves are scraped. There are no skeletons, it's just a gentle trap that pushes you to die.

"Come here, are you afraid of me?" Zhao Zikang smiled.

After being urged twice, even Zhao Mian, who doesn't like to look at people's faces, knows to be negligent. The little warmth that Zhao Zikang just leaked disappeared in an instant. He is also a person who is good at calming down his mood. He shook his head and said, "That's all."

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, and the guard who led the team came up and asked, "My lord, are you still arresting?"

He was clearly doing what he was supposed to do, but Zhao Zikang gave him a blank stare for no reason.

"If you don't arrest me, am I bringing you here today for sightseeing?" Zhao Zikang was annoyed.

The commander choked for a moment, and asked again, "Should we be arrested now?"

"..." Zhao Zikang's noble eyebrows raised slightly, but he didn't answer him immediately.

In that room, the tea that Xiao Yao and Mu Yunshen were sitting on was almost cold, and these uncles surnamed Zhao were still in a calm posture. They neither wanted to leave nor gathered to divide up the people. I'm afraid I'll have to stay here.

"Hey, come here." Xiao Yao beckoned, he and Yu Heng didn't know each other, and they were quite close, so they talked as if no one else was there.

Zhao Zikang seldom cared about him, and Yuheng didn't let go. He had surrendered to the enemy without integrity at this time. At least Xiao Yao and his table still had warm water to drink.

"Are the three lords of your family staying here tonight?" Xiao Yao is worthy of being Xu Hongling's nephew. He has learned how to do business by now, and he bargained, "The lord has a prominent status, and the room must be tidied up. The labor cost It has to be counted as money, right?"

"There is only one prince in my family." Yuheng felt insulted.

He has been with Zhao Zikang for a long time, and he has some ideas that he can't help moving towards Zhao Zikang. If he can be alone, he can be alone, and he is too lazy to provoke these powerful and powerful princes who are not satisfied.

Xiao Yao shrugged noncommittally, "Then will your prince stay here?"

Yuheng didn't answer, he looked at Xiao Yao curiously.From top to bottom, from left to right, this person is an ordinary young man, about the same age as himself, knowing that these people are here to arrest him, but he still has the leisure to ask him, "Are you staying tonight?" ?”, Do you think your life is not long enough?

"Probably not. The prince has always received death orders from the emperor, and it will not be delayed until tomorrow." Although Yu Heng was talking to Xiao Yao, after looking at him, he didn't see that he was overpowered and he was not interested. Still trying to find Ruan Yu's figure.

"Where did the girl who was with you go? Why didn't I see you today?"

Xiao Yao rolled his big eyes in his heart, and thought: Ruan Yu didn't know where to hide in order to hide from you, brother, I'm afraid you don't have any self-knowledge...

Just as he was thinking, Mu Yunshen whispered softly in his ear, pulling his thoughts back from the sky, "Death order, it won't be delayed until tomorrow."

"Then should I just tie my hands?" Xiao Yao had a slight smile on his face, and he was a little arrogant without knowing it.

Mu Yun was stunned for a moment, he could always see something new in Xiao Yao's body, two days ago it was the sensitive ankle, today it was the outburst of arrogance.

I thought he was soaked in vinegar—even his bones were soft.

This kind of arrogance, even Wang Shixue has never seen it before, I am afraid Xiao Yao looks in the mirror himself, and dare not admit that the mirror is himself.

He can always discover something new by Mr. Mu's side. For example, this tea is also drinkable, which is no worse than wine. For example, he wants to guard him, so he can't put his love on his face all day long.

Xiao Yao smiled again, and rubbed Mr. Mu's cold fingertips, "Don't worry, I won't go too far and ruin your plan."

I don't know where the confidence comes from.

He is no longer hiding and tucking away, and many intimate actions are always in front of people—although he may not have been hiding and tucking before, but Xiao Yao has a thin skin and a little bit of unruly behavior. As long as it is red, people will not touch it peacefully.

But after a night of cloud and rain, Xiao Yao's shame was probably eaten by Mu Yunshen, and he became more and more blatant. There are outsiders here, so he just bit his ears, showing no shame or impatience.

Yuheng suddenly understood something in his stomach, and pointed at them "you you you..." After a long time without "you" coming out, he poured down half a pot of tea again and again, then asked Xiao Yao in a low voice with a blushing face, " Between men too?"

Xiao Yao rolled his eyes again, ignoring this ignorant young master.

"Yuheng, come back." Zhao Zikang called him across two tables and five benches.Yuheng heard the displeasure in the voice, and didn't dare to neglect, and jumped back in a blink of an eye.

This ordinary person seems to be a little far away, but Yuheng only took a blink of an eye.Presumably after being teased by Ruan Yu, he went back to practice light kung fu diligently. Putting such skills into the arena, he can be regarded as a very good rising star.

"My lord." Yu Heng stood behind Zhao Zikang dejectedly.He is not used to being big or small, and he forgot that Zhao Zikang is also a tempered person, but presumably these people who have read royal books since childhood and ate royal food have a different appearance from ordinary people, and their emotions are invisible. .

Zhao Zikang glared at him, then asked, "You've only met him a few times, are you so familiar?"

Yuheng stood aside respectfully, because of his slender and long frame, like a flagpole, he was very upright, he pursed his lips, "My lord..."

"Yuheng, if I asked you to take someone now, would you do it?" Zhao Zikang's knuckles were half bent, and they tapped on the table one by one.

His understanding of martial arts is too one-sided.

Zhao Zikang has seen Xiao Yao's skills, and knows that these bodyguards who are full of fat but not brains can't catch him at all, but Zhao Zikang praises Yuheng again, thinking that he can bring up a child with one hand, and watch martial arts everywhere. Learning the classics is better than the orthodoxy of Xiao Yao, a pheasant.Under such a pincer attack, it is not afraid that they will not be able to keep people.

"My life was given by the lord, and my skills were also taught by the lord. What the lord refers to is what Yu Heng is going to." The young man suddenly said seriously, he was like a thin and slender sharp blade, following Zhao Zikang's words pointed the finger at Xiao Yao - but the eagerness to try was flashing on the blade of the sword, not so much loyalty, but more like selfishness.