Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

Marquis Du Yu, who was in charge of the palace, waited for half a day, and finally waited for Xiao Shuo, without any delay, he led him to Chen Qiao's garrison.

"Brothers have long been looking forward to His Highness coming back to take charge. After hearing some news today, everyone can't sit still."

Marquis Duyu led Xiao Shuo, and said as he walked, "It's a pity that the Dianqian Division has been almost idle for these years, and the old departments have also been broken up and reset. I'm afraid it will take some work to reorganize."

Marquis Duyu smiled: "Your Highness probably doesn't remember the last general anymore. The last general is called Qin Ying, who is a subordinate of General Lian Shenglian. He also served in the Shuofang Army for a year and served as a captain... "

"Remember." Xiao Shuo said, "You are Ning Shuo's captain of the cavalry, and you fought well in the Battle of Shuichuan."

"Hit nine arrows, behead 17 people, and lead the troops to wipe out the Xixia Left Wing Iron Arrow Battalion."

Xiao Shuo glanced around the dilapidated barracks, and turned his gaze back: "He returned to Beijing with the army to recuperate from his wounds, and he led the army to enter the palace."

Qin Ying was stunned for a moment, a little surprised: "How can your Highness even do this—you have transferred the files of the Privy Council?"

"It's just that someone entrusted you to me and attached some files at that time."

Xiao Shuo asked, "How much military salary has been withheld by the Dian Qian Si over the years?"

Qin Ying stood there for a moment, twitching the corners of his mouth in mockery, and said in a low voice: "It turns out...there are still people who remember Dianqiansi."

Qin Ying was very sensible and knew that Xiao Shuo didn't want to say more about this matter, and he didn't ask too many questions, and followed him forward: "I don't know how much the military pay and silver are owed. Even if there is no punishment, most of them will be paid back." Before it reached our hands, it was peeled off layer by layer, and the oil and water were squeezed out."

"The ones who couldn't bear it all left, or found ways to go to other places, or returned home to do some small business. The shop selling ring cakes and sencha at the street corner was opened by us alone when we returned home."

Qin Ying said with a smile: "Brothers have gotten used to this kind of situation over the years. After all, it is enough to make ends meet. If you have a family, everyone will help you, and your life is not bad."

Listening to what he said, Xiao Shuo stopped outside the martial arts arena and looked at the soldiers who were training riding and shooting inside.

"Your Highness only listens to these words, and knows what's in his heart."

Seeing his expression, Qin Ying suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: "If you have been wronged in terms of military pay, you must not have any conflicts with the Privy Council again."

In the land of Gyeonggi, there has always been nothing that can be kept secret.The dispute over the Winter Solstice Dynasty had been spread in the city for a long time. Although there were different opinions, they were generally not too different.

In the past few days, the people in Beijing have been discussing the most, that is, King Yan and Lord Qianguo had quarreled with the officials and lords of the Privy Council in front of the emperor in order to discuss the terms of peace with Rong Di.

"Brothers... Hearing about this, everyone was so happy that they couldn't sleep at night."

Qin Ying said in a low voice: "Your Highness has not lost the old style of the late prince, it is the luck of the family and the country. It's just..."

Xiao Shuo looked at the martial arts arena: "Just what?"

Qin Ying was silent for a moment: "You... protect yourself first."

Xiao Shuo's eyes darkened for a moment, and he didn't speak.

He saw something just now, but now he saw it clearly, walked around the wooden fence, and walked towards the martial arts arena.

"This time, the emperor didn't care about His Highness, but returned the front office to His Highness."

Qin Ying gritted her teeth and chased after her: "If in the future, there are such things that offend Tianwei and really anger the emperor, wouldn't it be another one of those years—"

Xiao Shuo stopped in his tracks, something slammed the bottom of his pitch-black eyes, revealing some killing intent like a knife.

Qin Ying told him to feel cold all over his body, his heart skipped a beat, and he stopped subconsciously.

"I know it in my heart." Xiao Shuo said in a low voice, walked over, and picked up a epee without a front on the sword platform, "There is no need to mention this matter again."

Qin Ying whispered: "Yes."

Qin Ying was born in the army, and fought many times on the battlefield, but she was still shocked by that moment just now.He still had some lingering fears in his heart at this time, so he stood still and took a closer look.

Xiao Shuo looked at the sword, the killing intent just now was fleeting, now only his usual indifference remained.

If you don't look carefully, you will almost think that the moment is just an illusion of vertigo.

"Your Highness likes this sword?"

Qin Ying suppressed the thoughts in his heart, walked over, took the sword and looked at it: "This is specially made by the general supervisor in the palace. It is an imitation of the ancient sword Juque. Although it looks ordinary, it is actually much heavier than ordinary long swords. The Forbidden Army only made two handles."

Xiao Shuo looked at it, and reached out to touch the edge of the sword.

Qin Ying's expression changed, and he hurriedly stopped him: "Your Highness, no!"

Qin Ying took the scabbard, buckled the sword carefully, and took it over: "This sword looks like it hasn't been sharpened, but in fact it was just added when it was dipped in fire. It is very sharp, and it is specially used to kill repeat offenders."

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes: "Who is in the hands of the guard?"

"It's hard to say, they have hidden guards over there, and their skills are much higher than ordinary imperial guards. It's the same for anyone who uses them."

There was a straw dummy on the sidelines. Qin Ying firmly grasped the hilt of the sword, stabbed the dummy in the chest, and took advantage of the situation to give and twist: "Look, Your Highness, the blade has barbs and blood grooves. If it succeeds in one blow, then it will Twist it and pull it back, you can lose half your life even if you don’t die.”

The Dianqian Division has not received any order to arrest murderers in these years, this sword is useless if it is idle, and it is too fierce, so it is simply used to suppress the martial arts field.

Qin Ying asked someone to put the sword away, but when she came back, she saw Xiao Shuo still standing in front of the scarecrow quietly lost in thought, a little puzzled: "Your Highness?"

"Find out the command lists of each squadron, infantry and cavalry, the past account books of the soldier case, the warehouse case, and the cavalry case, and the files of the judicial department, and send them to my residence."

Xiao Shuo said: "Tomorrow is Yin time, the martial arts arena will be ready."

Qin Ying was almost unable to regain consciousness for a moment, and was stunned for a while, watching him without saying a word.

Xiao Shuo said lightly, "Is there any difficulty?"

"No." Qin Ying came back to his senses and shook his head, "It's just—"

Qin Ying was quiet for a moment, then lowered her head and grinned: "I just feel that His Highness's appearance at this time reminds the general of someone."

Xiao Shuo closed his eyes, turned his eyes away from the hideous opening where the grass man was twisted open, and walked out of the martial arts arena.

Qin Ying followed him: "Your Highness."

"Father, in command of the army, has always only called his subordinates by nicknames, and never said such words."

Xiao Shuo said: "Who do you think of, I am not interested, and I don't want to know."

Qin Ying froze for a moment, clenched his fists, and chased after a few steps: "Your Highness... listen to the last word."

Xiao Shuo frowned as he grabbed his clothes, and stopped where he was.

"Things back then... were complicated. We are just warriors with blood and courage. Many things can't be figured out clearly."

Qin Ying bowed her head and remained silent for a while, then said in a low voice: "But the case back then was completely different for Dianqiansi and Duanwangfu."

Xiao Shuo's eyes were dark, like a bottomless abyss, "What's the difference?"

"What did General Yun do back then, and what did he do for it... For others, it may be an unjust case, a conspiracy, an unclear blood account."

Qin Yingdao: "But only the Duan Palace and Dianqiansi... This is a family change."

Qin Ying said in a hoarse voice, "Since this case, the family has been broken."

Xiao Shuo stood there for a moment, then turned around.

"Who is right and who is wrong, who is loyal and who is rebellious, we don't know, and we can't tell."

Qin Ying's eyes gradually turned red, choked for a while, and said slowly: "But we—"

Qin Ying closed her eyes and knelt on the ground: "Your Highness, please...to the young general, show your respect."

Xiao Shuo turned his back to him, but there was no response, and his figure was indifferent.

"Young General Yun belongs to his own family." Qin Ying took a few steps on his knees, "My own family, even broken bones are connected by tendons. If you have any grievances, close the door and ask carefully..."

Qin Ying gritted her teeth and slammed her head on the ground.

This place is clean, few people pass by, except for the wind, there are only sporadic insects.

After an unknown period of time, he raised his head again, and Xiao Shuo was no longer in sight.

Prince Yan's Mansion got the news early, and the carriage back to the mansion was guarded outside Chen Qiao's camp early in the morning.

The old master was worried, so he personally followed the car to pick up the prince.He watched helplessly as Xiao Shuo lifted the driver's bamboo hat to check for a while, and then went up and down the inside and outside of the carriage to examine everything meticulously.

"My lord."

The old master turned around and tried to dissuade him: "Young master did not come with the car, and he really didn't hide somewhere you couldn't see... It really wasn't in the secret box you made for the young master."

The old master watched the prince lift the lid of the secret box, glanced at the secret compartment that was only five inches square, and carefully reminded: "It's a little small, I'm afraid the young master can't hide it..."

"..." Xiao Shuo closed the cassette and said calmly, "I know."

The old master closed his mouth and stood by the car, his expression still vaguely worried.

"I'm not--"

Xiao Shuo wanted to explain, and pressed his forehead: "That's all."

It's just that the scriptures said that when one of the two of them went out to work, when they got into the carriage home, most of them would find some hidden pastries.

It's not an important thing, it's a small taste between each other.

General Yun Shao has always been unrestrained and unrestrained, never paying attention to these details.Otherwise, she wouldn't have been the daughter of the boudoir in the capital for three years at the top of the list of longing for marriage, but there was only one heir of the royal family by her side, and half of the other people could not be seen.

Xiao Shuo didn't want to explain further, got into the car and closed his eyes to rest his mind, sat quietly for a while, and then ordered: "Cross the Longjin Bridge, behind the Guanyin Temple, and go around Tianshui Lane."

The old master used to walk this way at the beginning, so he immediately remembered: "Would you like to bring some snacks back home?

"He's been thinking about candied fruit in syrup these days, probably because he thinks the medicine is bitter."

Xiao Shuo flipped over the waist card and touched it: "The lychee paste and sugar silk thread from the store on the street can't ask for a prescription, and the house can't make a taste."

The old master still remembered what happened back then, and said with a smile: "At that time, our house searched for dim sum recipes everywhere, and the whole capital was disturbed. Several dim sum shops went to the late king to uphold justice."

"At that time, the late king thought that you were determined to open a pastry shop." The old master said, "I was so angry that the whole palace chased you and beat you, but I accidentally fell into the pit used to pretend to be the young master. It took three days for the sprain to heal..."

Xiao Shuo was quiet for a moment, then slowly said: "Father was chasing me and beating me."

The old master thought to himself, could it be because you speak too slowly and dare not speak eloquently, so he took advantage of the situation and asked, "What is it for?"

Xiao Shuo: "It's because of my determination to open a pastry shop."

The old master: "..."

The old master never knew that his lord's aspirations were so great, he was stunned for a while, and then he felt a little lingering fear: "You were also the son of the royal family at that time... Well, why did you think of doing this?"

"It's nothing more than a dead end when I was young."

Xiao Shuo closed his eyes: "Later he wanted to open a liquor store, but now I know that what he wanted to open was an inn with a restaurant."

"..." The old boss opened his mouth: "Young master?"

Xiao Shuo nodded, lowered his eyes and said: "If I open an inn, he will call me the head of the house, and he will call me an official."

The old master's mood was a little complicated for a while, he hesitated to speak, and didn't have the heart to wake up the prince: "That's it."

Xiao Shuo brought up the situation of Yun Lang screaming at the door, thought carefully for a while, raised the corner of his lips, and quietly leaned back.

The old master was always worried about his mind, and for a moment he couldn't see anything wrong, but was a little apprehensive: "My lord?"

Xiao Shuo opened his eyes: "What's the matter?"

"Are you in a good mood today?" The old master asked cautiously, "Did the emperor say anything to you? Young Lord—"

The old master came back to his senses, quickly shut his mouth, paused and said: "Young Master is with us in the mansion, and he is still thinking about the situation in the palace..."

Xiao Shuo nodded: "The emperor gave my father the badge of the past."

The old master's heart sank, and he followed the carriage, unable to speak.

After Xiao Shuo entered the palace, the old master brought people to nail the windows on the house, and watched the little duke grind hundreds of circles in the study worriedly, and that was all he was worried about.

That waist card was stained with blood dripping from the past, and it also carried a past that was too gloomy.

The emperor failed to break Yan Wang's will by kneeling down that day, and today he will bestow this waist card to stab Xiao Shuo's heart by pulling out the chronic illness that has never been cured in the past.

"When we talked about this matter, we also talked about the incident when Shuofang soldiers surrounded the Chenqiao Camp."

Xiao Shuo said: "I just found out that Yun Lang's injury was actually caused by him."

The old master stood still in astonishment, his face turned pale.

"It's a very weird sword. The wound after the wound looks small, but the inside will be stirred open by the barb of the blade, and there are hidden grooves to draw blood. The wound is extremely deep."

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes, looking at the dark marks on the tassels of the waist card that could not be washed away: "I saw the wounds on the straw man. If a master does it, half a life can be killed with a single sword. Such wounds To take care of it thoroughly, at least you have to lie in bed and rest for two or three months without moving."

Xiao Shuo said: "Break open the wound once, all previous efforts will be wasted, and you will have to slowly recuperate again."

The calmer he became, the more uneasy the old master became. He said in a hoarse voice: "My lord, you are sad, you might as well vent it out, don't force yourself like this..."

"What?" Xiao Shuo glanced at him, then buckled his waist card back upside down, "I'm not sad."

The old master couldn't let go, and still looked at him.

"It's like this every time. When I enter the palace, either it arouses resentment in my heart, or I know something about the past, and my mind is turbulent."

Xiao Shuo said: "Then he will come to explain me, try hard to figure out the number, and try to make me happy."

The old master's heart was deep and difficult to understand, but he still couldn't help thinking for a while, hesitatingly said: "What you said is that Young Master Yun deliberately quarreled with you, rushed to touch your porcelain, and said that you hurt me. Ass, I roasted a whole lamb for you in the back garden, stabbed it with a dagger and fed it to you, and there is still more than half of it left to eat..."

"Yes." Xiao Shuo frowned, "Could it be that these are not enough to bother him?"

"..." The old master had nothing to say: "Call."

Xiao Shuo nodded: "Exactly."

"I will keep him in the mansion, so that his life will not be like this."

Xiao Shuo said: "It's not that you worry about me every day. You worry about whether I've touched the old things here or the past there. I'm sick and injured all over, and I still want to take care of my mind."

The old master was silent for a long while, and said in a low voice: "How can you think that way? The young master and you have always supported each other. You have been trapped in the mansion for all these years, and now the young master finally came back... "

Xiao Shuo: "Since it is a beautiful day, it will turn into a cloud and rain."

"..." The old master: "Do you know what it means to turn the clouds upside down?"

"I don't know." Xiao Shuo said calmly, "He knows a lot, I will ask him again in the future... What I have to do now is just the matter at hand."

The old master wanted to speak, but he looked up, his expression changed slightly, and he just shut his mouth.

"There are still a few things to do right now."

Xiao Shuo said: "Now that I have restrained the Dianqian Division, I should try to deter Rong Di, and also rectify the chaotic military system of the Dianqian Division in recent years, so as to restore the Dianqian Division's combat power."

"For this item, I'm afraid he will be needed to help."

Xiao Shuo didn't let himself be distracted, and concentrated on thinking quietly: "The people the emperor met this morning are never easy. Although their identities are not clear, they are 'foreign ministers'."

"The foreign ministers mentioned in Beijing are not local officials, but vassal princes. The kings and titles of this dynasty are not hereditary, and they are descended from the county. ban."

Xiao Shuo stopped talking, and knocked on the compartment: "Understand? I don't know what you don't understand. If you don't understand anything, just interrupt and ask."

The old master was slightly stunned, and hurriedly turned his head to look: "My lord, why do you—"

"See, you are the wild rabbit." Yun Lang just swooped into the carriage to eavesdrop. He was dizzy and listened to the Chaotang Mixin, and he lifted the curtain of the carriage in a rage, "Aren't you just thinking about something? spirit?"

"I never heard that your shadow covered a corner of the window."

Xiao Shuo looked at him quietly for a while, his expression relaxed, and he said in a warm voice, "Come in."

Yun Lang was quite unconvinced, looked at that corner of the window, and couldn't figure it out: "Just order a small piece! How do you know it's me? If a house sparrow randomly flies over—"

"That makes me appear extraordinarily calm and elegant. I am friends with plants, flowers and birds, and I can talk to a house sparrow."

Xiao Shuo looked at him: "There are so many advisers in the history books, but not all of them practice martial arts. You think that their physical skills are not as good as yours, so how do you pretend to be well-planned and orderly?"

Yun Lang never knew these tricks, he was stunned for a moment, shocked physically and mentally and pressed his chest.

"It's cold these days, come in."

Xiao Shuo raised his hand, pulled him in from outside the carriage, and touched his forehead: "How long have you been waiting for me?"

"Who's waiting for you?" Yun Lang was incredulous, "I watched the black iron guard latch all morning, and slept on the couch until now. I went out and slipped around a corner, and happened to see your carriage, so I came over to rub it for a while horse riding."

"..."

The windows on the carriage were only covered by cloth curtains and could not be sealed. Xiao Shuo didn't intend to talk to him about this here, so he stripped Yun Lang's coat that was blown through by the wind: "In this case, the snacks in my carriage are probably Let the wild rabbit steal it."

Yun Lang: "..."

"I bought it specially today, and I want to eat some on the way back."

Xiao Shuo: "I just looked at it, and it's gone."

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo said softly: "I have always liked to eat the crisp qiong leaves. The predecessors said in a poem that they can be cut into qiong leaves and chewed to make the sound of snowflakes..."

"Stop." Yun Lang tried his best to think for a long time, "Which one is Su Qiong Ye?"

Xiao Shuo was puzzled: "Wild rabbits eat, what are you asking?"

Yun Lang opened his mouth for a while, coughed dryly, and gritted his teeth with red ears: "Well, that wild rabbit finished eating, and chatted with me for a while."

Yun Lang bit the bullet and went all out: "I am extraordinarily calm and elegant. I make friends with plants, flowers and birds, and I am especially good at talking to rabbits."

Xiao Shuo looked at him for a long while, lifted the corners of his lips, stretched out his hand to embrace Yun Lang, and embraced his cold chest and shoulders.

"Wait a minute." Yun Lang supported him, "Which one is Su Qiong Ye?"

Today Yun Lang came with the carriage and squatted in the carriage to guard Xiao Shuo. Unknowingly, he was hungry, so he touched the small snacks in the hidden box to eat.

These things can only satisfy hunger, not satiate hunger, Yunlang ate and emptied, only to realize that he had eaten all of them, and regretted it for a while.

I wanted to buy it again, but suddenly I ran into something urgent.

When he came back after finishing the matter, Xiao Xiaowang had turned up the old score with him just like this.

"Talk to me." Yun Lang's ears were hot, and he stumbled, "I...discuss with that wild rabbit and ask it to pay you back."

"Is it hard to buy? Which one's unique dim sum is it? Do I need to line up?" Yun Lang thought to himself, "Tomorrow morning, the wild rabbit and I are planning to go to the Dianqian Division's Martial Arts Field, and I just happened to buy it for you..."

"I'll go on my own." Xiao Shuo stroked his forehead, remained silent for a moment, and said, "The people in front of the palace miss you very much."

Yun Lang didn't expect him to mention this suddenly, he was stunned, lowered his head and said dumbly: "Yes, the secretary in front of the palace never grabbed me once. I rolled down from the roof and fell in front of them, and they died one by one. He stared at me and insisted that he didn't see any rebellion."

"It was very dark at that time, and the torches were burning hot."

Yun Lang's voice was extremely soft: "They pushed me away and told me... run, run home."

Xiao Shuo's eyes trembled slightly, his shoulders tensed slightly, and he looked up at him.

"But still can't let them know."

Yun Lang twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled: "The less people know about my safety and health, the better, but anything irrelevant must not be disclosed."

The two had already agreed on this, Xiao Shuo knew it well, closed his eyes and looked away: "Even though the chief of the palace is the old department of the father, even though he has secretly protected you all these years, after all, there are too many people and the eyes are too complicated. Even if only one and a half palace eyeliners get mixed in, once the matter is settled, there will be endless troubles."

"After everything is over, I'll buy them a drink."

Yun Lang pulled a piece of cloth casually, and scratched it to remember a reminder, regained his composure, and said with a smile, "It just so happens that I also have something to tell you."

Xiao Shuo really wanted to know what other things he could do with his sleeves, so he pulled back the sleeves of his robe, dried the ink and put them together: "What is it?"

"You said that the emperor met a foreign minister today, but he didn't understand. In the end, the foreign minister is probably the vassal king."

Yun Lang:

"is not it?"

Xiao Shuo watched General Yun smash the pot and fell silent for a moment, and he endured the thought of telling him again: "...Yes."

"The vassal kings who are not summoned to Beijing, I'm afraid they won't be able to find other ways." Yun Lang pondered, "The horse merchants that the guards let into the city today, tomorrow when you bring the palace guards to take over the defense of the city gates, you can pick them again." Come out and investigate secretly."

"Be careful when you investigate, don't startle the snake, they have hidden swords and crossbows under their saddles."

Yun Lang said: "Those are all well-hardened war horses. This kind of horse cannot be separated from its master. If the master dies, he will also die on a hunger strike. Since there is a cavalry team today, there must be some elite soldiers who have entered the capital by other means. .”

Xiao Shuojing listened, and said slowly: "Is that why you went to investigate this?"

Yun Lang was used to seeking victory in danger, and when he asked him, he realized that he felt a little guilty subconsciously: "I follow in a hidden way, so they will definitely not be able to detect..."

Xiao Shuo looked at him, held his forehead, and pressed it hard.

"Although it's a bit of a broken sword, it's not too scary." Yun Lang tried his best to make amends, and said dryly, "I can break it as soon as I push it."

Xiao Shuo pressed his forehead and closed his eyes.

Yun Lang threw himself into the trap, coughed, and before Xiao Xiaowang became more and more proficient in raising his hand to tie people up, he turned around and jumped out of the carriage.

The old master was taken aback, and hurriedly chased after him a few steps: "Young Master! Slow down, be careful—"

Yun Lang had fled the carriage a few feet away, turned his head vigilantly, but still saw no movement.

The old master also looked a little dazed, looked back and forth, and quietly mouthed questions to Yunlang.

Yun Lang wasn't very used to it, so he wandered around the carriage for a while, and then slowly came back: "Xiao Shuo?"

There was no response in the car, Yun Lang swallowed, and moved back a few feet: "Master Xiao?"

The old master was full of worries, but he didn't dare to raise the curtain of the car rashly to disturb the prince, so he turned around in a hurry.

Yun Lang was overwhelmed, and raised his hand to untie his belt.

"Young Master!" The old master's liver and gallbladder were torn, "It won't be like this!"

The old master pressed Yunlang firmly, with vicissitudes and white hair: "What are you doing? You haven't returned home yet, although this place is secluded..."

"Bind your hands." Yun Lang didn't understand, "He just took off my outer shirt, and my belt is in the car."

"That's also—" The old master watched over the two young masters, one of whom hadn't read all the scripts, and the other didn't understand the script, stomping his feet in worry, "There are so many ways, why can't we think of something elegant and interesting... ..."

"Why don't I want to be elegant and leisurely!" Yun Lang was wronged to death, "Blame me?! He didn't tell me what Su Qiong Ye is!"

The old master was stunned: "Su Qiongye, you don't know?"

"How do I know... What is it that makes the sound of snowflakes while chewing?"

Yun Lang gritted his teeth: "Can I make a snowball and press it into a cake and stuff it in his mouth?"

"I'm afraid it won't work." The old master whispered, "Crispy Qiongye is sliced ​​into thin slices of overnight steamed buns, coated with honey, milk, and cooked oil, and baked on the fire to disperse the heat. ..."

Yun Lang: "..."

The old master: "?"

"Baked steamed buns." Yun Lang said, "Chewing like snowflakes."

The old master opened his mouth and coughed: "...Yes."

Yun Lang cupped his fists: "Understood."

The old master was not sure about Xiao Shuo's mind for a while, and watched Yun Lang put on a bamboo hat to cover his head and face with anxiety, untied the Dawan horse that was pulling the cart, and walked away all the way.

With one less horse, the carriage moved even more slowly than before.

The old master followed the carriage, held his breath and walked for a stick of incense, when he saw a figure riding a horse back in the distance, his eyes lit up: "Young Lord——"

"It's sold out, I bought another one." Yun Lang threw the reins casually, swept off the horse's back, and got into the car without stopping, "Quick, open your mouth."

Xiao Shuo had a severe headache, leaning against the carriage, trying his best to hold his mind.He has made up his mind, and will never ask Yun Lang to worry about him again. He frowned and opened his eyes: "You—"

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Yun Lang took something out of the paper bag, stuffed it into his mouth involuntarily, and raised his hand to cover it tightly.

Xiao Shuo propped himself up in time, barely choked to death by General Yun's bare hands: "What?"

"Fried soybeans, just fried."

Yun Lang finally understood the routines of their elegant and sages, drew inferences from one instance, and solemnly supported Xiao Wangye's shoulder: "Hurry up, did you hear the thunder?"