The general is always teased

After He Fang and He Yuan chased Zhao Lang away, Shen Yijin opened his eyes, and there was no sleepiness in his eyes.

Lifting the blanket covering her body, Shen Yijin got up and walked to Shi Nanyue's side, and looked at the frozen lotus pond with him for a while, then asked, "Brother Shi, why did you deliberately provoke the Third Prince? Get rid of him?"

While speaking, he kept staring at Shi Nanyue, and frowned slightly, with a dignified expression and some doubts.

Shen Yijin didn't really fall asleep, it was just because she was too comfortable in the sun and closed her eyes to rest her mind. That's why he could hear all the conversation between Shi Nanyue and Zhao Lang just now, and naturally he could tell that Shi Nanyue did it on purpose. Speak harshly to provoke Zhao Lang.

Raising his hand and touching Shen Yijin's head, Shi Nanyue turned his head, gave him a shallow smile, and said, "Didn't Xiaojin already guess the reason?"

This answer directly confirmed Shen Yijin's conjecture. After listening, he couldn't help but look up at Shi Nanyue for a while, then frowned tightly, and said worriedly: "But, using the third prince to lure out the people behind the scenes, would it be too much?" Are you taking a risk? The person behind the scene was already planning to kill him, so it would be self-defeating if he planned on it like this?"

If something happened to Zhao Lang because of this method, Zhao Yin and Shi Nanyue would definitely not be able to get along as they used to.

Knowing what Shen Yijin was worried about, Shi Nanyue pinched his cheek lightly, smiled at him, then held his hand again, comforting him with a gentle voice: "It will be fine, He Yuan and He Fang have already caught up to protect the little girl." Lang, the skills of the two of them are on par with Hezhang and Zhengqing, plus Xiao Lang himself is also good at martial arts, enough to retreat completely."

As he spoke, he paused for a while, thought for a moment and then continued: "Besides, if the bait is not Xiao Lang, I'm afraid he won't be able to lure out the person behind the scenes. Since his goal is mine, his purpose must be to provoke me and His Majesty. The relationship between them creates a gap between me and His Majesty, or, taking this opportunity, put me to death."

"And if you want to provoke the relationship between me and Your Majesty, the best way is to attack Xiao Lang. Xiao Lang is His Majesty's most beloved younger brother and the third prince. Now that it’s over, and the fact that he caused you to enter the water before, the eyes of everyone in the court will definitely focus on me, suspecting that I did it.”

"At that time, no matter how much your Majesty trusts me, suspicion will arise in his heart, and he will no longer be able to use me as much as in the past. In this way, the purpose of the people behind the scenes will be achieved. If there is a good opportunity, he will definitely make a move.”

There was another reason, Shi Nanyue didn't tell Shen Yijin.

——He is not that generous, he will punish everyone who hurt the little scholar this time.

Although Zhao Lang was used by others to indirectly harm Shen Yijin, but no matter what, he still hurt Shen Yijin, so this strategy was also his punishment.

"but……"

Although Shen Yijin understood that what Shi Nanyue said was reasonable and that only Zhao Lang was the most suitable bait, he still felt that something was wrong and the plan was too risky, so he hesitated for a moment, and then said: "If you let His Majesty know that it was Brother Shi, you deliberately designed it Let the Third Prince be the bait, and with his love for the Third Prince, he will definitely blame you, and maybe even cause a gap between you..."

"No." Shaking his head and chuckling, Shi Nanyue looked down at him, and told him truthfully: "Your Majesty knew about this plan from the very beginning, and after thinking about it, he agreed. It's not my own initiative."

Hearing this, Shen Yijin couldn't help being startled, then looked at Shi Nanyue with a face full of surprise, and asked in disbelief: "Your Majesty...knows?"

"Well, I know." Clenching his hand, Shi Nanyue was silent for a while, and finally said softly: "Xiao Jin, the most ruthless emperor's family, even if His Majesty loves the Third Prince, the most important thing to him is still For the sake of the supreme power and throne, if this family relationship can be used, he will not hesitate."

Shen Yijin was actually not that naive and dull, he also understood this, but he had seen Zhao Yin's care and attention to Yun Xi earlier, and thought that Zhao Yin might be different.

Grabbing Shen Yijin's hand and kissing him, Shi Nanyue stared at him, and at the same time said softly: "Don't worry, Xiao Lang will be fine, and His Majesty will send someone to protect him. The main purpose of this plan is to draw out The person behind that, and nothing else."

"I understand." Shen Yijin nodded, and then stopped talking.

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Meanwhile, on the other side.

Zhao Lang was irritated by Shi Nanyue, and came out of the General's Mansion full of anger. The more he thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved, so he drove away the guards who followed him, and he rode his horse and ran aimlessly, planning to return to the Palace after he calmed down .

He hasn't finished copying the scriptures yet, and he will continue to copy them when he returns home.

Before he knew it, Zhao Lang rode his horse to the river where Shen Yijin's accident happened.

After a month, the cracked ice surface has already formed again, and it looks crystal clear under the sun.

Sitting on the horse's back, Zhao Lang stared at the ice surface for a while, then suddenly got off the horse, walked back to the pavilion, and then stood where Shen Yijin had fallen before, pursed his lips, relaxed his body, and leaned forward. go down.

Landing firmly on the ice, Zhao Lang opened his eyes, lay on his back for a while and then sat up. He raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head which hurt a little from hitting the ice, then stared at the intact, The ice surface, which didn't even have any cracks, became thoughtful.

He is stronger than Shen Yijin, and stronger than Shen Yijin, so he is naturally heavier, but there is no problem if he falls down on the ice like this, so how could Shen Yijin smash the ice with his skinny appearance? split?

So, is there really a problem?

Standing up and straightening his clothes that were stained with ice, Zhao Lang returned to the pavilion.

Sitting down at the round table, Zhao Lang rested his chin with one hand, and carefully recalled what happened at that time. After careful consideration, he exclaimed, and finally found the problem, and understood who designed all this.

"Zhou Lan—!"

Zhao Lang's eyes were full of anger, he slammed the table and stood up, with a sullen face, he walked out of the pavilion quickly, ready to settle accounts with the culprit.

Untying the horse rope tied to the tree, Zhao Lang jumped on the horse's back. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He only felt that Zhou Lan was too good at disguising and too cunning. Not only himself, but even the old men from the Imperial College, They were all deceived by him and did not let him drop out of school.

Because of this incident, the Guozijian began to reorganize the internal students. All the students who were not good enough and spread rumors behind their backs were all expelled from the school, but only Zhou Lan escaped and was punished for thinking behind closed doors for a few days. That's all.

Clamping the horse's belly tightly, Zhao Lang's face was like the bottom of a pot. He raised the whip, and when he was about to swing it down, the horse under his crotch neighed suddenly. It changed from its usual meekness, and became restless.

Seeing this, Zhao Lang frowned, and quickly noticed the strangeness around him.

Looking around, Zhao Lang tensed his body and became alert. His eyes were sharp and he asked sharply, "Who?!"

"..."

No one responded to him, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, only the sound of the wind could be heard.

But the quieter it was, the more nervous Zhao Lang became. He held the reins tightly and concentrated on it, not daring to slack off in the slightest. He could sense that the martial arts of the visitor was above his own, and much higher.

And this person is neither friend nor foe.

After a stalemate for a while, thin beads of sweat appeared on Zhao Lang's forehead, and he was almost unable to hold on anymore. This kind of pressure was greater than fighting him with real swords and guns.

At this time, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the forest, and a gust of wind blew towards him, Zhao Lang subconsciously closed his eyes, and at this moment, a sharp sword energy hit him directly from behind, Zhao Lang was startled , reacted directly, but he was still a little slow in the end, this avoidance was only barely avoiding the vital point, but his shoulder was still scratched.

The whole person fell off the horse, and Zhao Lang rolled half a circle on the ground before standing up again, raising his hand to cover his injured shoulder, he stared at the man not far away without blinking, with a vigilant expression on his face.

Looking at the man, seeing that the man didn't even cover his face and was not afraid of being seen by him at all, Zhao Lang's heart was shocked, and he understood that the other party was not prepared to let him leave alive at all, so he had nothing to fear, and he was not afraid of himself. will recognize him.

Forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, Zhao Lang pursed his lips and asked, "Who are you? I have no grievances with you, why did you kill me?"

The man, that is, Rong Xiucheng let out a chuckle, his eyes fell on Zhao Lang, and he said in a serious tone: "You don't need to know these things, you just need to remember that I am the one who wants your life."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the sword, drew a sword flower in the air, and stabbed straight at Zhao Lang, his strokes were fierce without any reservation.

When Zhao Lang saw it, he quickly pulled out his soft sword from his waist and went to meet him. However, his martial arts are not considered high. If he is up against ordinary kung fu, he still has a chance to win, but if he is up against a master, he has no chance of winning at all.

Sure enough, after ten moves against Rong Xiucheng, Zhao Lang gradually lost the upper hand, and was pressed by Rong Xiucheng every step of the way, even more out of control, and his flaws were exposed one after another.

Rong Xiucheng was at ease, he approached Zhao Lang little by little, looked at Zhao Lang as if he was looking at a dead thing, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as terrifying as King Yama.

Once again avoiding the sword stabbing at his chest, Zhao Lang was exhausted, he shielded the soft sword in front of his chest, stared at Rong Xiucheng vigilantly, panting, and his face became very ugly.

He has no strength.

Rong Xiucheng looked at him, saw that he was powerless to resist, laughed mockingly, and said, "This is the end of the game, Third Prince, let's go on your way—" After the words fell, he raised his sword and pointed straight at him. Zhao Lang stabbed in the past.

This time, he didn't give Zhao Lang any chance to resist.