Pick up a prince, eat it and wipe it up

In fact, the prefect thinks that if this young master is such a bear who doesn't like oil and salt from his own family, he's afraid that he will have to talk about slapping a long time ago.But when I think of the one I think about, then this is the child of the eldest princess of the court, even he who has been far away from the capital has heard of this name, and he is a little bit embarrassed at once, that's all Well, the identity is here, it's not his turn to teach him how to be a man.

Under the seemingly honest face is the thought of teaching himself to be a man, which Wuyou never thought of, but it doesn't matter whether he knows it or not. Things really work out.

Wuyou became a little impatient, the mansion was really hectic, everyone started to pack up their things and prepare to return, since it was the Holy Majesty's intention, it was necessary for everyone to act quickly, and others were naturally worried about Wuyou's things Well, he is probably one of the few idlers in this mansion, wandering here is purely idle, but he did not expect to meet such a difficult contestant,

"My lord, go back!"

Wuyou's little brows were slowly frowned, and the guard who had straightened up beside him saw it, and hurriedly stepped forward, his posture would let others know that others are not welcome in this house.

He was able to greet him with a smile just now, but now he put on a posture, and the prefect of Yangzhou was also very confused.It's just that the desire to see the master in the mansion was a little stronger, seeing the posture of the guards, instead of turning back, he took a step forward.

The yamen servants standing at the gate all sweated coldly at their lord.Looking at the other party is not a person to be provoked, and the courage of the adults is really a little bit bigger, so it is still possible to make up for it.

The guard was not polite at all, and directly pulled out the saber beside him a little, and made a 'crack' sound, which was particularly eye-catching.

The magistrate stopped at any rate, and the yamen servants looked left and right. They had no choice but to bite the bullet and walked to his lord's side with small steps, and stood still with their heads bowed.

To be honest, if you don't look at the postures and expressions of these people, standing next to the magistrate can still show some momentum. Anyway, the ratio of the enemy to us is very different. There are only two people on the other side. There are several of them, but look Seeing these yamen servants drooping their heads, it was as if they had encountered some kind of hooligan girl from a decent family.

The magistrate moved to the side twice in disgust, and the corners of Wuyou's eyes twitched accordingly.

"My lord, go back."

Wuyou repeated this sentence again, and was about to turn around and enter the door.Even though he is the most leisurely person in this mansion, he is not so free as to deal with this man at the gate.

"Young master, please stay, stay!"

Wuyou didn't stop, but the Yangzhou magistrate's voice became even more hasty: "I know the identity of the young master, and I also guessed the identity of the master of your mansion."

As he spoke, he knelt on the ground on one knee: "My lord, please pay homage to me."

The yamen servants looked dumbfounded at their lord who was kneeling on the ground, and they wanted to rip out their ears. What did your lord just say?

Who is the master of this mansion?

Several yamen servants stupidly looked at their lord who was kneeling on the bottom, their paws went numb, they didn't know how to deal with it, or the yamen servant who knocked on the door first reacted, glared at the other yamen servants, and followed suit He knelt down behind his lord.

Don't care if your lord's guess is accurate or not, and don't care if it's embarrassing to do so, just follow your lord left and right, and at most it's just a matter of your knee touching the ground. You guessed it, it would be disrespectful for them not to kneel.

With his back facing the gate, Wuyou stopped in his tracks, his face completely sank.

The hair on the body of the guard standing diagonally behind Wuyou stood up, and he turned his head to look at the magistrate who was kneeling on the ground, feeling very complicated.

"I think my lord has misunderstood. I can pretend that I didn't hear what your lord said just now."

"minister,"

"Master Zhifu, please go back."

Wuyou didn't turn around again, this time without waiting for the magistrate who was kneeling on the ground to say anything, he directly asked the guard next to him to close the door.

Hearing the sound of the door being closed, the magistrate, who was kneeling on the ground, turned pale.

The servants who accidentally caught sight of their lord's face clicked their tongues in their hearts. They thought their lord's temper had improved.

"Worry-free?"

Meng Haoping looked at the gate behind Wuyou, and his eyes fell on the guard standing beside Wuyou who didn't dare to move at will.

The guard glanced at Wuyou, and carefully told Meng Haoping briefly what happened just now.

Meng Haoping nodded slightly, raised his hand and waved away the guards, who hurriedly ran away without any delay.

Meng Haoping twirled his fingers twice, raised his hand and put it lightly on Wuyou's shoulder. Seeing that the other party didn't respond, he couldn't help but let out a silly smile, but this smile was also a flash He passed away, and when Wuyou looked up, the other party had already recovered his expressionless face, and looked down at Wuyou with doubts in his eyes: "But did the people outside bother you?"

"That's not true, it's just a smart person. I didn't expect that when it was time to leave, it would be an extra problem."

Meng Haoping pinched Wuyou's face, and when the other person raised his hand to cover his face and looked up at him, he immediately put his evil hand behind his back: "The Holy One doesn't care."

Yes, the Holy Majesty doesn't care if people find out about his whereabouts, if not, he wouldn't let Wuyou take people there at the Peony Flower Fair.

The corners of Wuyou's eyes drooped and he glanced at the fingers behind him, and hummed.

Since the Holy Majesty has decided something, no one else can stop it, even if the Yangzhou prefect did not want to stop the Holy Jia out of audacity, it is very difficult to meet the Holy Majesty just once.

It's just that the opportunity is right in front of you, and you can't seize it if it's on anyone.

The magistrate of Yangzhou heard that the owner of the house was leaving, so he immediately laid a floor bedding in front of the mansion gate. Of course, he didn't take out the bedding and lay it flat in front of the mansion gate, but it was almost the same, and the response was simple. The bedding is all in the carriage, and the carriage is still parked in front of the mansion.If it weren't for the relatively quiet location of the house, it might have attracted the attention of many people now.