Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

It is rare for Lord Qian to see the younger generation once, and he is very reluctant.Seeing that the two returned to Liezhuang from their family temples for some reason, they simply detained them together for another night before releasing them back to Prince Yan's mansion.

In another day, it will be the winter solstice.

"Play by ear, and don't force yourself too much."

Yun Lang couldn't sleep well all night, tossed and turned, and woke up earlier than Xiao Shuo: "If it doesn't make sense, don't cling to it."

Xiao Shuo lifted the quilt and got down from the couch: "I know."

Yun Lang was still worried, took the jade pendant and put it on next to his body, straightened his clothes: "There is still some time to deal with the left and right, as long as it can be dragged down, we will try to figure it out, there may not be no chance of turning around..."

Xiao Shuo took the clothes and looked at Young Master Yun, who was more neatly dressed than himself: "I am going to court, not you."

Yun Lang paused slightly, trying to cover up and blocked it, and took out his hand from under the pillow: "Can't I follow the excitement?"

"How you want to join in the fun is up to you."

Xiao Shuo couldn't be fooled by him: "If I saw you on the roof of the Daqing Palace, I would leave the court and go back to my residence, and take all my belongings to sell wine."

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo tidied things up, went to lift the pillow, and confiscated General Yun's personal dagger.He called the old master and locked him in the secret room of the palace where rare treasures are kept.

Yun Lang followed resentfully, seeing the dagger returned to the place where it was first taken out, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The world reincarnates, the law of heaven has permanence..."

Xiao Shuo didn't hear clearly: "What?"

"It's okay." Yun Lang was worried, "Are you on the same line as a wine seller?"

Xiao Shuo glanced at him, not turning over the old account that Major General Yun gave away the wine he had saved for him, locked the secret room, and carried Yun Lang back to the study.

The servants knew that the lord was going to court today, so he specially prepared a meal early and put it on the table.

Yun Lang picked out the best-looking snack, and was not in a hurry to eat it, so he said nicely to Xiao Shuo, "I won't go to the Daqing Palace, I'll just take a look at it from a distance in the Taiping Tower."

Xiao Shuo took it, wrapped it in oiled paper and put it away, still unmoved: "Today is dangerous, there may be assassins downstairs in Taiping, why don't you join in the fun."

Yun Lang was sullen: "Don't you just say it, today is dangerous..."

According to their speculation, although the emperor has sealed the secret door for the assassins in the Taiping Building, the other party may not give up like this, maybe there is another way.

Since the emperor intends to show weakness, maybe the other party will succeed more or less.

"You haven't dealt with several assassinations and sieges." Yun Lang was worried, "If there is a bump or a scratch, how can I explain to the princess?"

Xiao Shuo took a sip of the porridge, felt it was bland, and added some icing sugar: "I'm disfigured, and vice shopkeeper Yun thinks I'm ugly, so he doesn't want me?"

Yun Lang didn't notice it for a while, almost couldn't hold the spoon firmly, and gritted his teeth: "Can you be a little more righteous?!"

"Am I afraid that you will lose your appearance?"

Yun Lang tossed and turned all night, seeing this man's attitude of not paying attention, he became angry: "Swords have no eyes, the emperor will definitely protect himself. This time there is no black iron guard following you, if there is any accident... Bah bah."

Yun Lang himself didn't go any further, but forced the conversation back, and looked up at him: "What's the matter with Deputy Shopkeeper Yun, what new arrangements have you made for the two of us in 50 years?"

"Since I have taken over wine making and selling, I have to find something for you to do."

Xiao Shuo calmly said, "You pick and choose, whether it's a restaurant or an inn."

Attracted by him, Yun Lang unconsciously lost his mind, and was about to answer when he suddenly realized: "Speak to the business!"

"There's nothing to say." Xiao Shuo said calmly, "My main business is nothing more than you. If you wait for me in the mansion, I won't come back."

Yun Lang was caught off guard, and stared blankly at Xiao Xiao Wang who had made rapid progress in recent days: "..."

Yun Lang was in a complicated mood, and even wanted to ask the old master how many scripts he had bought these days for the prince to read: "Then... you should be careful, be more careful."

Xiao Shuo nodded, put down the bowls and chopsticks and got up, he wanted to order people to prepare the chariots and horses, but was dragged back by Young Master Yun by the hem of his clothes.

Just as Xuan Tiewei was about to listen to his orders, he watched helplessly as the prince who took half a step out of the study disappeared at the door, not surprised, and went to work again.

Xiao Shuo was dragged back into the room, straightened his clothes: "What else?"

"You used to send me off to war, and you could tell me all day and all night."

Yun Lang sighed: "Now that I compare my heart with my heart, I know that if I don't hold back, I won't be able to finish talking for three days."

Xiao Shuo looked at him for a long while, but did not answer, but also sighed softly.

Yun Lang was puzzled: "Why are you sighing?"

"Regret." Xiao Shuo said calmly, "If I knew I could compare my heart like this, I must have taken the Jinshi examination at the age of 15, and worked hard at the age of 17, and went to court every day."

Yun Lang: "..."

"It's just a pity that assassins can't be found every day." Xiao Shuo said slowly, "But the late emperor was always kind to us juniors. If I ask, maybe he can ask the Jin Wuwei to accompany me to perform a few plays, a three-day line of assassins, Encirclement and suppression every five days..."

"Okay." Yun Lang really couldn't listen anymore, "Little prince, next time you want to tell a joke, please tell me in advance, so that I can cooperate and laugh right away."

Xiao Shuo frowned, looked at him, and said nothing.

Yun Lang pulled his right hand over and dismantled the original Hidden Arrow: "At the beginning I gave you a Hidden Arrow, but later I was in a hurry to use it for my life, so I took it away without leaving it for you."

With his right hand being held by him, Xiao Shuo lowered his head and glanced: "You were in danger at that time, and you had a hidden arrow by your side, so I feel more at ease."

"Have you had someone reinforce it? You have installed more arrows than before, which saved my life a few times."

Yun Lang nodded, put the brand-new cloud-patterned sleeve arrow on for him, and fastened it carefully: "This is your birthday gift this year, don't keep going out and shouting... I'll fool you with a word, just take your The birthday was fooled."

Xiao Shuo looked at him for a while, then looked down at the extraordinarily delicate cloud-patterned wristband on his wrist, and stretched out his hand to touch it lightly.

"Go." Yun Lang smiled, stretched out his hand to pat him on the back, "I'm sleeping on the couch in the mansion, waiting for you."

Xiao Shuo didn't seem to regain his senses, and followed his strength to take a few steps.

"What's wrong?" Yun Lang stretched out his hand and shook it twice, "I was flattered and overjoyed—"

Xiao Shuo frowned: "I tell jokes, is it really so boring?"

Yun Lang: "..."

"I've practiced many times." Xiao Shuo whispered, "I thought it was almost done."

"To be honest, you and I have known each other since we were young, and we know each other very well."

Yun Lang patted him on the shoulder: "If you were someone else, you wouldn't be able to see that you were trying to make me happy, and trying to make me relax."

Xiao Shuo tensed his shoulders, glanced at him, didn't want to say any more, and hurried out of the study.

Yun Lang finally managed to pull back, leaning on the door, leaning out half of his shoulder: "Shopkeeper Xiao, make a plan, I want to open a restaurant downstairs and an inn upstairs."

Xiao Shuo didn't look back, and walked faster.

"You and I work together, so you don't get tired from working." Yun Lang pulled the door frame, excitedly, "You take care of the sharpening and I take care of staying in the store, you take care of the work and I take care of collecting the money. Head Xiao——"

"Yunlang!" Xiao Shuo rebuked the stunned Xuan Tiewei, gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "It's not in the room, what are you messing around with?"

"How did you mess around?"

Yun Lang has been traveling all year round, and his knowledge is far wider than that of Xiao Xiao Wang Ye: "Since ancient times, the business rules have been that whoever pays the money will be in charge. You will be divided into seven and I will be three. I have the final say in the study, and I will listen to you outside the study."

Xiao Shuo was incredulous, looked at him for a while, then turned and left.

"Just leave?"

Yun Lang suppressed a smile, and greeted warmly: "Shopkeeper Xiao, boss Xiao, head of Xiao's family, official Xiao..."

Xiao Shuo tripped and got on the carriage hastily without looking back.

King Yan entered the palace to go to court, and after a while, the chariots of Duke Qian's mansion also entered the palace.

Before dawn, the people in Prince Yan's Mansion didn't order food and drinks, and didn't need to accompany guests, they booked the private room with the worst location in Zuixian Tower.

"Young master."

The old master came in with a food box, looked at Yunlang, still a little embarrassed: "My lord doesn't want you to come to Zuixian Tower, let's blow the wind, and then go back after being lively..."

"He didn't want to ask me to come because he didn't want me to bring up the past and feel uncomfortable."

Yun Lang sat in front of the window: "When was the name decided here, but someone else came here later?"

When Yun Lang always came to Zuixianlou, the boss of Zuixianlou didn't know what this elegant room should be called, so he had to stumble for a long time every time.

When I came here this time, I saw a particularly elegant sign on the door.

Yun Lang looked at it several times, and was a little curious: "Songyin Residence, what is the allusion?"

"That's not clear." The old master shook his head and said with a helpless smile, "No one else came... This elegant room has been rented out by our family for a long time. The prince came to sit occasionally, so he just gave it to me. a name."

The old master was afraid that Yunlang would misunderstand, so he specially emphasized: "My lord rarely comes here. Every time I come, I only eat snacks, never drink alcohol, and don't call me a maid."

Yun Lang pressed his forehead: "I'm just making trouble with him, I really don't want him to watch the little girl dance..."

The old master was slightly stunned: "Then if the prince comes to order a room full of silk and bamboo singing and dancing, don't you care?"

Yun Lang didn't pay attention for a while, and was turned into an army: "I—"

"The singing and dancing in Zuixianlou is unique in Beijing."

The old master book was vivid and vivid: "The other dandies are all warm and soft jade, beautiful women in their arms, and what's more, they hug each other from left to right, one feeds chestnuts, the other feeds grapes..."

Yun Lang: "?!"

The old master held the snack box and looked at him sincerely.

"..." Yun Lang became furious, and charged at the table: "The money in the house was blown by the strong wind? Even the candle oil has to be picked up in a cup and twisted to continue using. Why is he lighting up a room full of silk and bamboo singing and dancing?!"

The old master never knew when the prince's mansion needed candle oil. Seeing the young master playing tricks, he pressed the corner of his mouth and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, the prince never squanders."

"What grapes to eat?!" Yunlang gritted his teeth, "I won't go home if I want to eat chestnuts, so I'll peel them less? Last night I peeled a whole four of them!"

The old master thought that there were really too many chestnuts, and he couldn't wait to agree: "Yes, the chestnuts peeled by our young master himself, four chestnuts are worth four hundred."

Yun Lang let out a bad breath, sat back in front of the window, and looked out again.

"Is there anything out of this window?"

The old master poured the medicinal wine sent by Imperial Physician Liang, and put it in Yun Lang's hand: "Every time the prince comes, he always looks out of the window, but there is no good scenery..."

"There's no scenery." Yun Lang was still angry about Putao, "It's just the place with the best view in the capital."

The old master also looked out and vaguely recognized it: "Isn't that our palace over there? This side—"

"To the northwest is Prince Yan's Mansion, and to the north is Miyagi."

Yun Lang pulled a grape, threw it into his mouth and chewed hard, sullenly: "This is the highest place, from this point, you can see everything at a glance, and you can take care of any troubles."

The old master was startled, stood there for a while, then went out quietly, and ordered a plate of grapes for Young Master Yun.

Yun Lang didn't like to eat this food, he always thought it was sour, and after eating a few, it became boring, so he put it aside.

Accompanied by the old master, he hesitated for a while, before probing again: "Back then... the Zhenyuanhou's mansion was convicted, and all the families were copied and beheaded."

"The first emperor was already old, and his health was already bad. Under depression, his illness became more and more serious, and he began to be governed by a virtuous king...The assassination of the prince also came from that time."

The old master looked at Yun Lang, and said in a low voice, "The mansion has never dealt with an assassination before, and it was very flustered. In the first month, every time, for some reason, I saw fireworks, and then I saw the assassins retreating in a panic—"

It's been a few days since Yun Lang didn't mention this, and it's rare for the old master to mention it, and he sighed: "Uncle Duan and I have a close relationship, and the deceased is an orphan, so naturally we should take care of it."

Now the old master feels a headache when he hears the acquaintance, and regrets for a while: "..."

"It's a pity, look at Xiao Shuo now, he's clearly at an age where he can't help himself."

Yun Lang held grudges very much: "Don't let me worry, don't let me stare at you, you think I'm annoying, and even confiscated the dagger from me..."

The old master kindly reminded: "You have a good time saying a few words here, so that the prince can hear it, and even the migrating locust stone will be confiscated from you."

"I know." Yun Lang could bend and stretch, and sighed, "This moment, that moment."

The old master originally wanted to say more, but the words were cut off firmly, seeing Yun Lang still sitting in front of the window, he swallowed all the words.

Those assassins came very elusive, either after the third watch or before sunrise, which is the time when people are most tired and relaxed.

The family was harassed by assassins several times, no matter how elite the black iron guards were, they couldn't handle it anymore, and it was difficult to support even the shifts.

But every time, whenever an assassin attacks at night, there must be fireworks as a warning.

After facing each other for a month, the assassins from all sides finally couldn't take it anymore, and as if they had made an appointment again, Qi Qi gave up.

The old master actually couldn't figure out how Yunlang, who was internally trapped in diplomacy and physically and mentally damaged at that time, managed to stick to Prince Yan's mansion for a month.

"It's boring to talk about old things."

Yun Lang still thought chestnuts were good, so he peeled one and threw it into his mouth: "I came today not just to see if there is any change in the palace."

The old master was startled: "Is there anything else?"

"I was wanted by the whole city back then, and I just hid in this Zuixian Tower for a month."

Yun Lang smiled: "You don't find it strange?"

The old master was stunned for a while, and suddenly realized: "The boss of Zuixianlou also knew you back then?! Back then, he tried to take care of you secretly—"

"..." Yun Lang felt that he was popular, but he was not so good: "I put a knife on his neck, threatened him to lose his head if he screamed, and gave him a medicine."

The old master: "..."

The old master was a little worried for the prince for a while, and nodded awkwardly: "Oh."

"Actually, it's just a heart-protecting elixir. I bluffed him that it was Yun's unique Duanchang San. Without the antidote, he would die within a month."

Although Yun Lang was young at the beginning, he acted very thoughtfully, and said calmly: "Anyway, I am the only one left in my family. Believe it or not, he has nowhere to check."

The old master pressed his heart: "...Oh."

"At that time, I asked him to do two things for me."

Yun Lang said: "One is to tell me to hide here for a month. After one month, I will leave the antidote and leave. The other is to help me find a way and send a letter to someone."

The old master was stunned: "Did you meet anyone else at that time? Who was it—"

"I didn't see it." Yun Lang said, "The things I wrote in that letter are too horrifying, even if only half a sentence is spread, it will be a felony that will kill your head."

"If this letter is given to someone else, I'm afraid that they will either report it to the official immediately, or burn it overnight in panic, just pretending that they have never seen it before."

Yun Lang said slowly: "But in the court, there are also honest ministers who don't recognize their relatives, are mean and ungrateful, and only know justice but not current affairs. It's just the situation at that time, after all, they can't say anything or do anything."

Yun Lang took some time off, threw the chestnut shell in his hand, patted his palm and raised his head: "So... I think, let's make an appointment again today, Lord Wei should come no matter what."

The old master didn't notice anything, he followed Yunlang's line of sight, and hurried over to open the door.

Outside the door, a middle-aged scribe in gray clothes had complicated gazes and landed indoors.

"Kaifeng Yin." Yun Lang straightened his clothes and got up calmly, "Sit down and talk."