Pick up a prince, eat it and wipe it up

Of course, this is only what other people saw. In fact, all the people around Wuyou who can get close to Wuyou are blocked out by these 'not doing their duty' guards without a trace.

Obviously the street is very lively, even if it is not crowded with people, it is crowded with people, but there is a little space around Wuyou.

Just now the man seemed to be heading straight for Wuyou, the guards immediately withdrew their gazes, and fixed their eyes on the man.

With a bang of 'presumptuousness', not only the man who hurried over was taken aback, but also the surrounding people who were staring at the goods on the surrounding stalls were also taken aback.

However, the people around were very familiar with this situation. They patted themselves on the chest, boldly took a look at the group of people, and then walked away quietly and quickly.

This kind of situation happened every now and then to the people in the capital, and it would be impossible for everyone to stay calm.When everyone is shopping, who can't run into three or four young masters and misses, these are all small things.

The common people didn't care because they were used to it, but obviously the scholar-looking man in front of him couldn't get used to it, and after being scolded, his face immediately turned pale.

Looking at his current appearance, he couldn't see the person who just blocked people at all.

"Find me?"

Wuyou looked at the man and asked.To put it bluntly, on this street, most of the people who shouted like him would be able to turn around.

Wuyou opened his mouth to ease the man's fear.

These 'irresponsible' guards have really seen blood. Facing the aura of these guards, it is not bad that this man was not scared to cry.

The man still glanced at these guards with a little bit of shock, and finally fell on Wuyou's face, with a bit of contempt and pity.

None of those guards have sharp eyes. To them, the man's gaze is almost like writing in front of their eyes. To them, the cover-up of that idea is like a child acting in front of them. It's ridiculous. tight.

It's just that these guards didn't want to laugh at all. Instead, they sympathized with the helpless brother in front of them.

Seeing that the other party is a scholar-like figure who has come to Beijing to rush for the exam, why don't you talk about this person's knowledge first, and you can't save your brain first.

After entering the capital, even the basic news that can be known without asking is ignored, and there is really no one.

Didn't he see that there are very few people wearing red clothes hanging out on this street?Especially when there are more and more people in and out of the capital, there are no other young masters who will wear red clothes like their own young masters.This can already be regarded as the greatest kindness that the little princes in the capital have shown to those who come in outside.

Who doesn't know that those who guard the young master all come out from the holy majesty, what happened around the young master is something that only the holy majesty doesn't want to know, and there is no one that the majesty doesn't know.

This guy is so impolite, thinking about it, he doesn't even know who is behind his young master. If he has a good brain, even if he doesn't curry favor with his own young master, at least he should have a good relationship with his own young master. At least don't rush to die, but this one still treats their young master with contempt and sympathy?This meaning makes people want to laugh a little bit.

"I don't know if this son is..."

Compared to those guards who sympathized with the person in front of him, Wuyou basically didn't respond to him.Wuyou felt that his heart was not very clear, and it was rare to sympathize with others, let alone such an unfamiliar person.

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's just that someone entrusted me to tell the young master a word," that person didn't know who he thought of, and a little brilliance appeared on his face, "After all, they are my siblings. Please, little boy, save her."

This person's voice was not too low, not only Wuyou heard it, but also those who passed by and watched the excitement clearly, and suddenly looked at Wuyou with strange eyes.

With a sneer, he lowered his head and fiddled with the lapel of his clothes twice. Instead of looking up at the person who spoke, he looked around him. Sure enough, a evasive figure in the crowd saw Wuyou looking at him. At that moment, he rushed out of the crowd immediately.

Wuyou didn't know who this person was, but he knew the layer of clothes on his body.

"This one, young master?"

The man waited for a while, but there was no worry-free response, as if he had expected guilt, bluff, and so on, all of which were gone. The man felt a little guilty and touched the silver in his pocket with his backhand.

Thinking of the startled woman, and thinking of what the maid said, the man suddenly felt as if infinite courage arose in his heart. He tried his best to avoid staring at those guards, and his eyes were fixed on him. Carefree face.

"If you want to talk about it, you are your own flesh and blood. There are some things that you should not do too much. No matter how serious your own brothers are, no matter how big they are, they will not talk about the word 'save'. A little boy..."

"Do you know me?"

The man froze for a moment when he was interrupted, then shook his head: "Although I don't know the young master, but..."

"Then do you know where my home is?"

The man frowned, obviously unhappy that Wuyou interrupted him one after another.

"Then do you know who the person who told you this is?"

These words made the man more energetic. Obviously, although he didn't know, he wanted to know very much.

Wuyou wanted to fulfill his sudden eyes-lighting attitude, so he tugged at his sleeve, and slowly took out a piece of pastry from it, plum blossom-shaped, only the size of a thumb, slightly twitching. Sniffing can also faintly smell the fragrance of plum blossoms.

Summer is not over yet, where is there any plum blossoms? Just such a piece of pastry made the man on the opposite side shift his eyes to it.

"Have you heard of Jinyang Marquis Mansion?"

The man frowned and turned his eyes back to Wuyou, nodded his head slightly, but then widened his eyes and said: "Could it be..."

"Ah, the woman talking to you probably belongs to the Marquis of Jinyang." Wuyou stuffed the pastry into his mouth, took out another peach blossom-shaped one from his sleeve, and held it in his palm.