Little students don't sell their hearts [Through Books]

Since ancient times, heroes have been saddened by beauty, and this sentence is also true in reverse.Among the heroes in the world, there is no one who can attract the yearning of young girls more than the king.

Even if the king is twice as old as himself.

Not long after Jiji, Ban Ruolan had imagined that she would become a blockbuster during the draft, fly up the branches and become a phoenix, and become King Youyuan's only favorite concubine.

Unreasonable incidents followed one after another, leaving people no leisure time.

Yu Wenwen and Anyi only rested for a while in the Luoyang teahouse. The storyteller on the stage was still talking about the incident of Ban Ruolan's assassination of the prince yesterday, and now officers and soldiers blocked the teahouse.

Fu Yin took small steps, sweating profusely, climbed up the stairs, holding on to the railing, out of breath: "Don't move... who is here... is Yu Wen!"

Everyone here is trembling, their eyes are wandering, they are looking for the famous Yu Wen, as long as they find out, they don't have to worry about it.

"Xiaosheng is just a scholar, what did he do to force your lord to use such force to arrest him?"

Yu Wen put away the folding fan in his hand, Luoyang was too hot, why didn't he notice it before?If I had known earlier, I would not have come here.

"Hmph, pretend to be stupid! Take it to the yamen!"

It seems that he has slowed down, and he speaks with confidence.

"My lord, this kind of important matter should be handed over to the major general, and I am very angry."

The entourage whispered in Fu Yin's ear that the major general he was talking about was the head of the Imperial Forest Army, who was in charge of the emperor's safety in the imperial city.

Yu Wen was very impatient watching them muttering there for a long time without reaching a conclusion, so he thought of a way for them.

"How about taking him directly to the palace and letting King Youyuan decide?"

Fu Yin's eyes widened, he clapped his hands, and did as Yu Wen said.

The official sent away from the teahouse in a mighty manner, An Yi stayed where he was, and continued to listen to the storyteller's story.

Before Yu Wen got up, he told An Yi to let him finish listening to the story and tell him when he came back.

"The story must be heard at the end, and if you don't hear the end, you will feel depressed all day."

This sentence, An Yi has passed the ear, Yu Wen will simply listen to the story out of curiosity?it's out of the question.

After many times of deception and exploitation, An Yi knew very early on that Yu Wen just didn't have any profit, and this time there was another purpose for asking him to listen to the ending of the story, that's why An Yi just sat here and didn't leave.

The storyteller on the stage, Xingmu, clapped, and then said slowly:

"Speaking of yesterday, the little girl was looking at the palace from the attic, and suddenly heard a dispute downstairs. Looking down, two handsome young men refused to give in to each other. One of them was saying, it's time to go back, and the other was yelling, and they haven't played yet. Enough. The little girl looked at them and even forgot her own purpose. Alas, the prison bird envied Lin Niao, but she didn't know that Lin Niao was also a prison bird. The two boys downstairs were the crown prince who sneaked out of the palace And my younger brother, the Third Prince."

"Hey! We want to know how that woman assassinated the crown prince, so hurry up and tell me!"

The audience in the audience was a little dissatisfied.

"Don't worry, as long as you keep listening, you will know the answer naturally."

Some irritable people couldn't stand listening to it, so they paid the silver and went downstairs to find other fun.

Gradually, there was only An Yi here, and the storyteller sighed, and continued:

"The little girl was really envious. After checking her clothes, she went downstairs and talked with the two boys. At that time, the old man was too far away to know what she talked with them, but the expressions of the three were all a little bit different. Something is wrong, after careful observation, the old man found that black lines appeared on the necks of the three of them."

"Snapped--"

When it came to the key point, Xingtangmu knocked, and the storyteller's eyes turned red.

"It was too late to say it! The woman pulled out the hairpin and inserted it directly into the crown prince's chest, and the crown prince and the third prince seemed to be bewildered. They stabbed a few times before the dark guards came to stop them." The old man judged that the dark guard was also controlled by the demon. In the end, she held up the blood-stained hairpin and said loudly: Mr. Yu Wen, I did it! It was not enough, she even used the eight words on the hairpin It's written all over your face."

As the storyteller spoke, blood flowed from the corners of his eyes and stained his beard.

Now, he is still picking his eyes with his hands.

An Yi put down the broken silver on the table, jumped off the tea house, and chased a black shadow to the Hall of King of Hell.

Not long ago, there were still residents living in the Hall of the King of Hades, but now it is empty.

The garden where the strange creatures were kept was completely destroyed, and Yama and Yan Po disappeared.

The black cat jumped down from the roof, swung its broken tail, opened its cracked mouth, and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

An Yi waved his sleeves, and the black cat dissipated like mist.

Bilge came out and looked at An Yi, but said in other directions: "You have seen it! As my apprentice, how could you collude with the Demon Sect!"

People came out from all directions, and almost all decent people came.

This scene is quite different from the one in An Yi's memory.

In the 32nd year of King Youyuan, An Yi had just returned from Lunjian in Huashan when he was told that he had colluded with members of the Demon Sect and planned to bloodbath the martial arts.

An Yi didn't understand very much, he just had a fight with Feng Hao and felt that Feng Hao was a strong man, so he just walked a distance with him.

When this incident spread to Wudang, it became a secret collusion with the Demon Cult, so as soon as he returned to Wudang, many unfamiliar faces pointed at him, and the leader at the time, Yan Lin, who was his master, came forward to persuade him to change his evil ways.

However, Yan Lin was not interested in the battle between good and evil camps, and even a little disgusted, so he didn't follow the order of the leader, but told An Yi about the situation in Wudang at that time, and went to travel by himself.

"It's possible that he knew that the demon cat was a fake. This cannot be used as evidence that he did not collude with the Demon Cult."

Before the host finished speaking, other people who were a little shaken also echoed.

"Yeah, if there is no collusion with the devil, why did he come here, and how did he escape from the traitor Shangguan!"

"Even if An Yi didn't surrender to the enemy, the Shangguan belongs to your Wudang, and you, as the leader, cannot escape the blame!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, An Yi was not angry, it would be rare for him to be angry.

Everyone in the martial arts was arguing, seeing An Yi took out an ordinary sword hilt, stopped the quarrel, and held his own weapon solemnly.

The cold internal force spread out, and the surrounding leaves were covered with silver frost.

Jianmang was cold, but not as cold as An Yi.

In the palace/inside, King Youyuan took his favorite concubine to cool off in the Wangshu Pavilion.

Lang had a love affair with a concubine, and when the two were affectionately looking at each other, Yu Wen ruined the charming atmosphere.

"Dare to ask the emperor, I am just a scholar, what crime did I commit to be treated like this?"

Yu Wen shook the shackles on his hands, his tone filled with righteous indignation.

The Fu Yin who was running behind him broke into a cold sweat. They came here not long ago but it's been a while, the guards stopped them outside Wangshu Pavilion and told them to wait.

Others will wait, but Yu Wen will not.

The emperor was very impatient at first, but when he turned around and saw Yu Wen, he seemed to lose his soul, pushed the beauty away, walked down the pavilion, and ordered the governor who had just come here: "Unlock the lock."

Monk Erzhang Fuyin was puzzled, but even if he didn't know what the emperor was thinking, he still had to follow suit.

Yu Wen flexed his wrists, not bothering to play the role of a patriotic youth, and smiled and said straightforwardly: "Can the emperor withdraw the arrest warrant?"

The tone was completely declarative, and Fu Yin was sweating all over his body.

The emperor nodded and directly asked the secret guard to tell the major general to revoke the arrest warrant.

"Since the emperor is so sincere, I can also sell you a few more elixir."

Yu Wen waved the folding fan, and just so generously said what mortals dream of.

The emperor was not unhappy, he wished to let the whole world know that a fairy came to see him.

Yu Wen knew this, from the moment he saw the emperor, the reason was that thoughts and emotions that did not belong to him appeared in his heart.

At this moment, Yu Wen was convinced that Xu Liangzhe was not responsible for the strange emotions he felt when he saw An Yi.

However, will Yu Wen let go of the fat that came to his door?Of course, it is well used. This kind of thing that can be thrown away after use is very convenient for Yu Wen.

The emperor took Yu Wen to the Imperial Study Room, took out scrolls of paintings and said, "It really is the fairy in the dream, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Yu Wen wandered around in the room: It's not a bad place for the emperor to work, it's very cool.

Yu Wen compared this coolness with An Yi's coolness, and finally came to the conclusion: it is more comfortable to be around An Yi.

"There are a few boxes of elixir here. Immortality is not a thing, but it is enough to make you live another 200 years."

"I want all of these, does the immortal have any other requirements?"

"There are many, you'd better take a pen and paper and write them down."

Yu Wen looked at the pictures of ladies hanging on the wall, and the sandalwood incense floating around him set off a sense of immortality.

The emperor obediently took out a pen and paper, and listened to what Yu Wen said.

"First, arrest those who wear strange clothes and don't behave like ordinary people nationwide. People with different personalities should also be arrested, and they will be sent to the capital. I will live in the capital for a month recently. Capture as many as you can within a month. Second, send people to find strange places where living people can’t come in and out, and find at least one within a month. Third, prepare my house.”

"only these?"

"I only think of these for the time being, and I will tell you when I think of other things."

The emperor looked up, where is the immortal he was thinking of?

Relying on the Viper's mark, Yu Wen found An Yi's location accurately.

Outside the Hall of King Hades, An Yi stood in the middle of corpses all over the place, and seemed a little confused.

"what happened?"

Holding an umbrella, Yu Wen walked past the corpse without hesitation, but there was not a single drop of blood on his robe.

"Plague has no corpse."

This sentence certainly does not mean that he escaped, so after the death of the OOC character, there will be no body left?

Yu Wen knew what kind of person Yan Lin was in "Above the Sky" through Yun Fu's memory, and then he came up with this guess.

"It's a pity. I used to want to come here to catch some animals as pets."

Yu Wen led An Yi away from the Palace of the King of Hell, and on the way he asked An Yi to tell the ending of the story.

"Ban Ruolan and the princes are under control."

"How can this sentence be regarded as a story? The story must have a beginning and an end, with twists and turns and rich details."

"You just let me tell the ending."

"I don't remember, how about my benefactor repeat it from the beginning?"

"Yesterday, the girl Ban Ruolan..."

The wind blows the dead leaves, on the avenue, an oil-paper umbrella and a figure, the cold voice tells a story without any ups and downs.

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It is very sad to code in a house without air conditioning. Is there any cutie to leave a comment to make me happy~