Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

"The effect of this medicine is too slow. If it lasts a little longer, the king is worried that he will notice something strange."

Xiao Beicheng pulled up the quilt for Junziyou, soaked the veil with warm water, and wiped off the fine cold sweat on his head. Seeing him sinking into a dream, his eyelids trembling and restless, he was also worried.

At this time, someone pushed the door open, walked straight to him, bowed slightly and saluted, and thanked him as soon as he opened his mouth. It seems that he had been listening outside for more than a while.

"You have to thank the prince for rectifying your name in front of your lord. Instead of doubting my loyalty, you testified my innocence when your lord had doubts. This kindness will never be forgotten by Xiaguan."

Xiao Beicheng didn't even look at him, he just focused on covering the sleeping gentleman with a quilt, "Don't pretend to be a big-tailed wolf with me here, it's just that others don't know where you came from, you don't know yourself Did it pop out from a crack in the rock?"

Jiang Linyuan was amused, covered his face with his wide sleeves and restrained his smile, and then raised his calmness as an official, "My lord is too serious, I'm an official... No, this subordinate's performance is so good that I almost believe it, even the adults are bewitched I lied to you, and dare to ask you for a reward after the matter subsides."

As if he didn't hear his words, the man followed Jun Ziyou's slightly trembling body, and ordered: "If you have time to make trouble, why don't you go and move the quilt, it's at this critical point, and you still want to be in bed For that matter, be careful that this king will reveal your identity to Li Ying, and you will only be his foot-washing maid in the future."

"My lord, you're going too far," Jiang Linyuan said as he dug out the bed quilt from the cabinet and handed it over, "We are grasshoppers on a rope from beginning to end, you can't bend your elbows out Turn."

If Jun Ziyou is conscious now and hears the conversation between the two, he will understand the reason why Xiao Beicheng is sure that Jiang Linyuan is not a traitor - this guy is the person he placed in the Jiang family.

It seemed to be a trick to persuade Xiao Beicheng to make up his mind to help him. Jiang Linyuan even brought up old stories to sensationalize: "I think back in the day, I was the only male in my family, and my parents and sisters were very careful with me. The only seedling had a mistake, and no one will pass on the family. But when I was young, I was stubborn and ignorant, and I offended the young master of a rich family. I was about to be poisoned to death, but thanks to the help of the prince, I have achieved what I am today."

Seeing him talking with great emotion, Xiao Beicheng thought to himself, how dare you mention that Murong Hao, the young master of Zhende gambling house, robbed the women of the people in broad daylight, and the people in the city dared not speak out, but he A boy with a stunned head made a fool of himself, trying to use his three-inch tongue to make the other party feel ashamed. It would be better to die of shame, and the result?

The dignified eldest son of the Jiang family, the future heir, was not only a thug who had never fought against local snakes, he was also imprisoned in a big prison and ate a few meals in prison. That bastard Murong Hao was also a straightforward person back then. want him to die.

"Unless he can send that flowery and jade-like yellow girl back to my young master's bed intact, he will have to pay for his life!"

Don't look at the young master Murong's baby who hasn't grown up yet, and his tone is already not small. After thinking about it, the underlings didn't do it like this. Originally, robbing civilian girls was committing crimes. How about human life?Originally, he wanted to sneak some money behind his young master's back and let him go, but someone did a good job to find out where this person came from, and he panicked when he saw it.

"This, this... Jiang's young master, was originally scheduled to enter the Imperial College this year. If he is allowed to make a public announcement, the brothers will definitely not be able to please, and maybe even lose his head!"

So a few thugs from the gambling house got together to discuss it, and decided to send this Mr. Jiang on the road without anyone noticing it, so as to avoid future troubles.

Coincidentally, on the day these thugs killed each other, the little prince Xiao Beicheng went to prison to interrogate a criminal. It happened that Mr. Xiao Jiang was forced to poison him, so he rescued him out of righteousness, but was killed by this prisoner. Thanks to his kindness, I must thank him for his kindness.

It was at that time that he knew that the Shuobei Jiang clan, a seemingly well-known and famous family, had already become an empty shell due to internal strife.

Since then, Prince Jin has become Young Master Jiang's savior. The young master once threatened that as long as he didn't promise him with his body, even if the young prince wanted his life, he would not hesitate.

The little prince thought in his heart that it is useless for me to take your life, and it is even more useless to take your body. Is this person sick?

After treating Mr. Jiang as a patient for several years, Xiao Beicheng finally discovered his talent. He was so brilliant that even the Guozijian sacrificial wine was full of praise for him.

However, Xiao Beicheng also had a plan. His biggest covetousness for Jiang Linyuan was his identity - after the Jiang family, he must be reused in the court.

"This king doesn't ask too much of you. There are only three points. First, you must not fail the scientific examination."

Jiang Linyuan was young at that time, and thought he had a chance to repay his kindness, so he immediately decided to do something for King Jin, and he would do anything he could.

"Subordinates take orders!"

"Secondly, you can't be the number one scholar in high school." This is also what Xiao Beicheng is most worried about. Who knows if this guy will be on a whim, and a poem can't hold the brakes, and it will directly grab the examiner's heart. It was all in vain. "

Jiang Linyuan: "?"

"Thirdly, enter the court three years later, if you dare one day earlier, this king will pack you up and send you back to Murong Hao, and give him your life back."

Jiang Linyuan: "..."

Murong Hao is almost like a ghost, he is the person Jiang Linyuan fears the most in his life, after a lot of entanglement, he still feels that being the lackey of King Jin is better than being the ghost under the knife of Master Murong, so he nodded and agreed after ten thousand steps back .

So there was a dog-skin plaster who relied on the number one scholar Lang Junzi to swim, and he couldn't do his best at King Jin's place. Dali Temple Zhengjiang Linyuan.

At first, he didn't know what King Jin was planning, and he was thinking of drawing a red line for the prince and his sister. As long as relatives were involved, he would not have to think about death when he repaid his favor in the future. It would be beneficial and harmless.

In the end, when he met the Da Luo God from Gusu, he was dumbfounded. He admired King Jin for looking at a good-looking person, and it was not easy to have such a habit.

Then, he had seen the ability of this fairy, and he sighed sincerely. Sure enough, the two of them were not simple, and together they made a match made in heaven.

"Think back, my lord, I really..."

"Thinking of the humiliation of being almost killed by Murong Hao back then, don't you want to get it back as soon as possible?"

Mentioning this "old lover", Jiang Linyuan really couldn't love but hate him. Thinking about the tragic situation of the other party at the moment, not to mention being soft-hearted, there is always some regret.

Xiao Beicheng looked in front of and behind the bed several times, and after confirming that he was relieved, he put on his boots lightly, and walked out cautiously.

As soon as he went out, he ordered someone to invite Li Ying, "Let the most reliable person take care of him for me, you should have no objection?"

"Of course, but you should find a few reliable people to protect you, otherwise how can I rest assured."

"Is there enough Twelve State Army stationed outside the capital?"

Jiang Linyuan was immediately overjoyed, how could he have forgotten that King Jin is a talented person, and now he has learned badly from someone, even worse than before.

"My lord." Jiang Linyuan called softly, only to see the man raised his eyebrows, "You are really bad."

"Really, there are worse ones." After finishing speaking, he pulled out the cigarette rod and swung it vigorously, and the front edge of the cigarette rod stretched out, which was two or three times as long as before.

Jiang Linyuan was a little stunned, as if he had guessed what he was going to do, but he didn't dare to think about it. Seeing him lose his mind for a moment, Xiao Beicheng thought he had any thoughts about it, so he passed the cigarette stick over, raised his chin, Pointing to the outside of the courtyard.

"This king can give you a chance to get rid of your humiliation. Back then when he stepped on you when you were down and down, it is reasonable to settle accounts after autumn. This king will not tell your family."

Before he could finish his sentence, two guards in black outside the courtyard walked up to him, one on the left and one on the right. After a closer look, the man's eyes were sunken, his eyes were dark blue, his face was full of vicissitudes, his complexion was also sallow, and he had stubble. He has a full face, and the whole person has lost his face. If you don't force his facial features to be associated with the dandy young master back then, you can't tell that this is actually Murong Hao himself, the young owner of Zhende Gambling Village who was incomparably beautiful back then.

Seeing Jiang Linyuan, Murong Hao was a little annoyed, gritted his teeth and sneered, and cursed indistinctly, the guards who were holding him were so angry that they wanted to strike.

Xiao Beicheng also deliberately handed the cigarette stick in front of him and asked him: "You come, or let me come?"

"Don't be like this, I'm a literati, a gentleman speaks but doesn't act."

"That king is a reckless man."

Before Jiang Linyuan could react, he saw Xiao Beicheng sitting in front of Murong Hao, who was obviously retreating, but his strength was not strong enough to shake the guards behind him, so he gave up running after struggling a few times.

Xiao Beicheng slapped his palms with the cigarette stick, the dull sound was like a magic voice urging him to die, it seemed that each hit hit Murong Hao's heart, he even swallowed a few mouthfuls, his face turned pale with fright, he was embarrassed The uneasy reaction must be ulterior motives.

"Why don't you dare to look up? Do you want to explain yourself, or are you being forced to explain?"

"Pooh!"

It was estimated that Murong Hao wanted to spit on Xiao Beicheng's face to vent his personal anger, but he was so guilty that he didn't dare to speak out, and didn't tarnish the noble one.

The personal guards would not let him go, seeing that he was arrogant and disrespectful, he immediately pressed his shoulders, pushed his head down, and forced him to bow down to that person, but Xiao Beicheng was indifferent to this, waved his hand, signaled It doesn't have to be.

"We invited Master Murong here mainly to ask some important matters from him. Since he didn't kill anyone or cause any real harm, he should be locked up for a few days and let him go. Don't go too far. Jiang Linyuan, I heard that you had some personal grievances with Young Master Murong in the past, you might as well settle the old and new grievances together today."

Jiang Linyuan was happy, "It's done, but the lower officials can only do things with lip service, and you can't do it if you want to get blood on your hands."

"It just so happens that the king has been holding back his anger these days. You ask, and the king answers, how is it?"

Murong Hao was thinking about the question and answer between the two, and guessed that it was nothing to do with him. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly heard a piercing sound of wind piercing his eardrums. Before he could confirm what happened, he felt his body a pain.

The elongated tobacco rod drew a golden arc in the air, and it was smoked on him without turning a corner. At first, there was a senseless numbness, and then a burning pain climbed up.

Murong Hao howled.

What the hell, you ask him and he answers...it's clearly a fight! !

"Grandson... If you can't beat me to death, you are grandson... What kind of bullshit Dali Temple, you wait for me, as long as I don't die, I will get back today's debt sooner or later, you wait for me!!"

Half an hour later, Murong Hao, who had been beaten to the point of bleeding, screamed at Jiang Linyuan, yelling, and still had the strength to curse when he was pulled down by the guards. Jiang Linyuan shook his head and smacked his lips, feeling annoyed.

"The mouth is really tough. I didn't realize that he has such a tough body before. He can survive a severe beating without uttering a word... This is not right. I was not the one who beat him, but I was the one who was scolded in the end, my lord. Is that fair?"

"You want to be fair with Murong Hao? Ask him if he dares to risk his life and say a few ugly words to insult this king."

In the final analysis, a bastard like Murong Hao is honest, but he is actually afraid of death. It may be painless to beat him a few times, and a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, but it is really life-threatening, so he has to think about it. What is the weight.

"This king can't afford to offend me, but in his heart, you are always the down-and-out young man who was almost killed by him back then. Even if you become a royal doctor, you can't change the fact that your life is cheap, so I hate you. It's only natural for you to abuse you, if you don't do it well, he will come to you to ask for his life if he dies."

"Then tell me..." Jiang Linyuan looked meaningfully at the direction where Murong Hao was dragged away, "Will he die or not?"

How could it be useful to ask Xiao Beicheng whether Murong Hao will die or not, you can only ask those gods who are interested in his head, and Xiao Beicheng knows that there is nothing useful to pry from him, but he still has nothing to do. His purpose is to lure the snake out of the hole.

It was night, Murong Hao lay dying in the dark and damp prison cell, feeling that his life was not long.

He could even hear the Shuoshu smelling the bloody smell coming over and chattering beside him, hiding in the dark, staring at a fat meat that was about to reach his mouth, waiting for him to swallow his breath, and then swarmed up , to tear him apart and eat him.

But he will not die so easily... His goal has not been achieved yet, his ancestor's property has been ruined, and he has not had time to earn back his face. How could he die so early!

"Live...live, I must live!!"

With a low growl, he tried his best to endure the pain and crawled towards the prison door. In his heart, he had scolded King Jin, Jun Ziyou, and the eighteen generations of Jiang Linyuan's ancestors who had brought him to this point, using the most vicious words. .

"Damn it, I won't let you go, even if you're a ghost!!"

Just climbing a few steps to the door, he exhausted all his strength, he knew that he was powerless to escape from the closed cage, and his dying struggle was nothing more than wanting to drink a bowl on the edge of the door, like dog food Even though he knew that the musty and fishy smell was absolutely disgusting, he still couldn't let go of this bowl of life-saving sewage.

... In these years, he seems to have suffered all the hardships, discarded his dignity, and became a street mouse that everyone shouted and beat.

So humble, so despicable, but he still gritted his teeth and survived, because there was still hope in his heart to restore the family business.

He knew that he must not die before this goal was achieved! !

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