Pang Tong chuckled and let Bai Jintang press on him.The feeling of his sweetheart in his arms made Pang Tong forget all the fatigue of the journey.

"Madam Li picked it up?" Bai Jintang couldn't help but raised his head and rubbed Pang Tong's cheek.In the past, the two were considered close friends, and they only missed each other slightly after seeing each other for two years; now the ambiguity is suddenly broken, and even if they haven't seen each other for a day, they still feel very missed.

"It's been arranged to rest." Bai Jintang's initiative made Pang Tong very useful.But he had something in his heart, and his tone contained a little bit of worry, "When Mrs. Li and I came here, we saw a man near Jinhua."

By the moonlight, Bai Jintang found that not only his tone but also his expression was a little strange, he could not help asking: "Who?"

"Your old acquaintance, don't you guess?"

"I don't know if it's a beautiful woman or a handsome knight?" Bai Jintang joked, "My acquaintances are all over the world. How can I guess that?"

Pang Tong looked down at him: "It's not a young hero, but the heir of Xiangyang Palace."

Bai Jintang froze for a moment, never expecting it to be him.

Since he and Zhao Hang parted ways in Xiangyang, they had only exchanged letters occasionally for more than a year and were not very close.

Pang Tong continued: "Do you have any agreement with the son?"

"I don't know which family's vinegar pot is down." Bai Jintang slapped his nose with his hand, "Heaven and earth conscience, I haven't seen the prince for more than a year. He didn't necessarily go to Jinhua to find me."

Only then did Pang Tong feel satisfied: "Xiangyang is more than a thousand miles away from Jinhua, and I don't know what the prince's son of Xiangyang is going to Jinhua for."

Bai Jintang suddenly realized that something was wrong, and asked back: "You haven't gone to the appointment for two years, why do you even know that I and the son know each other?"

Pang Tong, who slipped his tongue for a moment: "..."

Sure enough, love is such a thing, no matter who encounters it, it will add confusion out of thin air.

Pang Tong cleared his throat, lowered his head slightly and said softly: "It's just talking to comfort and relieve lovesickness."

His voice was deep and sweet, very clear in the silent night sky.Bai Jintang originally wanted to laugh at him for planning for a long time, but the words of ridicule were finally overwhelmed by his ups and downs.

Bai Jintang couldn't help raising his head and moved closer.

Lips and teeth blending, ears and temples rubbing together, life is a great joy, the ancients did not deceive me.

Panting lightly, the two separated and looked at each other affectionately.Bai Jintang suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and moved away from Pang Tong's body that was tightly attached to him.

Then he thought of a brilliant excuse: "We should go and tell the eight wise kings the news."

At the door of the Eight Sage King's bedroom, the commander of the guards surnamed Yang was guarding there.

Guard Yang nodded when he saw Bai Jintang and Pang Tong behind him, glanced at the hands they shook, and nodded with his usual expression: "Brother Pang."

"Brother Yang, please inform me that we have something to do with Mr. Zhao."

"Sir happens to be free, brother Pang please."

"Thank you Brother Yang."

During this time, Bai Jintang didn't say a word, he just looked at the door with a delicate face, and waited until Guard Yang said he could go in, then let go of Pang Tong's hand and pushed the door in first.

Pang Tong shook his head and laughed out loud, and said to Guard Yang: "He has such a temperament, please forgive me, Brother Yang."

"Don't dare." Guard Yang took a meaningful look at Bai Jintang's back, "Such a temper, you will have to bear it in the future."

Pang Tong looked up at him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I am so happy, thank you Brother Yang for caring."

After saying that, regardless of Guard Yang's expression, he went straight into the house.

"Guard Pang, are you sure you saw Prince Xiangyang's son?"

Pang Tong nodded yes.The Eighth Sage King thought about it, and didn't say much, but asked the servants around him to send Bai Jintang and Pang Tong out with concern.

Guard Yang was still standing outside the door.

"Brother Pang, I just heard..." Guard Yang paused, he is also a martial arts practitioner, and he almost heard the conversation of several people in the room just now.At this time, they stopped Pang and Bai who were about to leave.

He received Pang Tong's gaze, and stopped what he hadn't said yet.His expression became serious.

Pang Tong clasped his fists at Guard Yang: "Brother Yang, thank you for your hard work."

The coolness of the summer evening did not bring comfort to the few people, but added a bit of dignity.

Now that the official family is seriously ill, the vassal princes of all walks of life are supposed to go to Beijing, but the prince of Xiangyang went to Jinhua at this critical moment instead.

You must know that the son of the eight sage kings who has the greatest possibility of succeeding to the throne has just left Jinhua.

After walking a little further, Bai Jintang couldn't help asking: "I think your attitude towards Guard Yang seems unusual."

As the son of Grand Master Pang, it was rare for Pang Tong to have a conversation with the rest of the guards.But his attitude towards this bodyguard Yang was obviously different, which made Bai Jintang a little curious for a while.

"It seems that someone's vinegar jar has also fallen?" Pang Tong looked at Bai Jintang with a teasing smile in his eyes.

Bai Jintang raised his eyebrows slightly, and hit Pang Tong's waist with an elbow. The two fought for a few moves before they separated to continue the conversation just now.

"The guard Yang is not from an ordinary background. I think the prince didn't introduce it to you." Pang Tong looked at Bai Jintang and nodded, and continued, "His name is Wen Guang, and his baby name is Zong Bao. He is the only son of Yang Yanzhao, the sixth son of General Yang Ye, and Princess Chai , and I are considered to be young." He said with a self-conscious smile, "But because of his parents, it's just that we didn't match each other when we were young."

One is the son of the treacherous official Pang Taishi, and the other is the only grandson of the loyal minister Yang's family. It would be strange if they could match each other.

Bai Jintang felt boundless emotion in his heart.

In the stories he knew, Yang Zongbao, as the only male of the Yang family, could not escape the fate of dying in battle in the end.

So if we start with Yang Zongbao, if we can rewrite his fate, does it prove that Yutang can also break free from the curse of dying in a skyscraper?

When Yang Zongbao goes to the battlefield, he must find a way to get involved and save his life.

Looking at Bai Jintang whose eyes suddenly brightened, Pang Tong suddenly felt very stressed.Although his father was loyal to the emperor and patriotic in his bones, he had a very bad reputation among the people because of his cruel methods.This time when I go back, I still have to advise my father to make his image look better.

In case Yutang is lured by that kid Yang Zongbao.

So the most beautiful misunderstandings in the world start from a good starting point.

Everyone didn't expect that they ran into Prince Xiangyang and his party on the way halfway the next day.

At that time, only a few people and horses were seen galloping away, so fast that Bai Jintang couldn't see clearly.But not long after, the group of people who had just sent their horses away returned to the front of the Baijia convoy.

It was Zhao Hang, the heir of the prince of Xiangyang, who was busy in the world, and his servants.

"Jintang, long time no see."

Bai Jintang, who was sitting on the horseback, was already stunned. The biggest trouble after coming to this world was right before him.

In front of him is the prince of Xiangyang, who is known to have plans to usurp the throne in the future. Behind him is the first virtuous king of the Song Dynasty, the eight virtuous king, and the future emperor of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Xu, the current son of the eight virtuous king.

The simplest and most direct solution Bai Jintang could think of to solve the trouble was to kill Zhao Hang by surprise.

This not only saves the embarrassment now, but also directly eliminates the real culprit who killed Yutang.

Not a bad idea.

"Your Majesty." Bai Jintang cupped his hands on the horse's back with his heart moved.The moment he lowered his head slightly, he secretly glanced at Pang Tong beside him.Bai Jintang's back relaxed slightly, but he was ready to go.

Right now, he and Pang Tong are the ones with the highest martial arts and still want Zhao Hang. The servants around Zhao Hang are nothing to worry about, it should be the best opportunity.

"One year ago, I missed Xiao Wang so far." Zhao Hang smiled and was about to continue reminiscing about the past, but was interrupted by Pang Tong beside Bai Jintang.

Pang Tongce stepped forward immediately, and said hello carelessly: "Your Majesty, it's been a long time since we left for ten years."

The prince of Xiangyang, who had always been polite, was stuck in his shell visible to the naked eye.He looked at Bai Jintang and then at Pang Tong, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth: "Before Xiao Wang left Beijing that day, he had a fist fight with Brother Pang, and there was no winner at that time. I don't know how the competition is going now?"

"Naturally, a certain one is no better than the prince." Pang Tong snorted, although the meaning in his words was subdued, but his expression was very arrogant, which was obviously just verbal self-effacing.

Bai Jintang, who was mostly blocked by Pang Tong, had to restrain his thoughts just now: You misunderstood my meaning, big brother!

But it feels good to be protected by someone (づ ̄3 ̄)づ

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