Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

Cao Yuwan usually does not step out of the gate. Any man who sees these small feet will praise her beauty. However, Xiao Beicheng has been frowning from beginning to end. His complexion got worse.

Butler Liu asked in a low voice, "My lord, what's your dissatisfaction with the princess?"

"This king does not appreciate the custom of binding feet. If you said that you just didn't want to get married with her before, then at this moment, you are pitying her involuntary life."

As soon as the words were finished, the matchmaker sent Cao Yuwan into the wedding sedan chair, and ran over with small steps, waving the red handkerchief, "Don't look at the bridegroom, you can see enough when you enter the bridal chamber at night!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd of onlookers thought that Xiao Beicheng was attracted by the beauty of the bride, so they stared at him intently, they couldn't understand his mood at the moment, and laughed.

Xiao Beicheng just sighed, without saying a word, Steward Ren Liu led the horse, and followed the man holding the whip in front on the way back to the mansion. After walking half a street, he asked, "Where's Shenci?"

"He lost his temper yesterday, and he didn't know where he went. The mansion is busy today, so no one will deliberately look for him. He should come back when he's hungry. Don't worry, my lord."

It was only a moment after he finished speaking, when the wedding party suddenly exclaimed, looking back, when passing by Fireworks Alley, for some reason, a group of people rushed out from the alley.

Taking a closer look, this group of people is dressed in red and purple, and they are also very festively dressed. Aren't they the people from another team who got married?

The welcoming team of the palace was knocked apart by another group of people who came suddenly, and even the bearers fell on their backs, which shows the great strength.

The strange thing is that the wedding sedan chairs used by this group of people are of the same standard as the palace, and the patterns on the door curtains are all the same, making it difficult to distinguish the authenticity, especially when the bearers on both sides lost their hands when they stumbled, and the sedan chairs landed in the same place , making it difficult to tell which side is the wedding sedan chair of the palace.

"Hey, where did you guys come from? You know it's the day of the prince's wedding, so you don't want to kill yourself!!"

The matchmaker who fell on her back turned red with anger, and when she saw the wedding sedan chair mixed together, she turned pale with fright, and looked at Xiao Beicheng for help.

"My lord..."

"So this is a good show he arranged..."

"what did you say??"

"It's nothing. It's not just the royal family who want to get married on the auspicious day. Can you stop other people from having a wedding? Just ask who is sitting in the sedan chair, and don't delay the time."

The matchmaker was already flustered, and after being urged like this, she was even more afraid that something might go wrong in her busy schedule, so she hurried to ask.

She chose the nearest sedan chair and asked, and the bride sitting inside stretched out her hand from the curtain and shook it, not admitting that she was the one who was going to marry into the palace today.

The matchmaker didn't dare to make mistakes, thinking that no one would be brave enough to pretend to be Princess Jin who was going to pass the door immediately, so she took the bride in the other wedding sedan chair as Cao Yuwan, and hurriedly asked the bearer to get up and lift her up. The sedan chair pretended nothing had happened and walked on.

Such a clumsy drama shows that anyone can see the tricks played by the other party, but it is because no one dares to suspect that someone has replaced the prince with a civet cat. This is really wonderful.

Butler Liu said helplessly: "Sure enough, it is Sir Shaoqing. Besides him, who else would dare to have such courage."

"This king thought he would come up with some shocking method, but he is also an idiot."

Xiao Beicheng showed his helplessness, guessing that there was no one in the sedan chair, so he pretended to be stupid and went back home.

When they arrived at the gate of the palace, the servants brought out the brazier and waited to welcome the bride in. Shenci, who had been hiding for a long time, showed up and sat on the high wall next to the gate to stare at the approaching procession.

Steward Liu saw that he was behaving inappropriately, and was about to ask him to move aside, but Shen Ci suddenly noticed something, jumped off the wall, walked past Xiao Beicheng, and stopped In front of the wedding sedan chair, it blocked the way of the bearers.

"Shen Ci! Stop making trouble, get out of the way!"

Shen Ci blinked, turned around and asked tentatively: "Butler Liu, this is the princess, right?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"But……"

Shen Ci pointed down, and everyone's eyes were attracted. They saw a pair of white feet of the bride appeared under the curtain at some point, but the size... obviously did not match the three-inch golden lotus Cao Yuwan had seen before.

Shen Ci made another gesture, and it was obvious that the size could never be that of a woman's foot.

Realizing that things were not that simple, Xiao Beicheng dismounted with a frown, walked slowly to the wedding sedan chair, looked left and right at the bearer, and made him back away in fright, fearing that he would lose his head if he was involved in this matter.

He took out the cigarette rod stuck at his waist, started from one side of the curtain, and gently lifted a corner of the curtain, so that he could see the appearance of those feet more clearly.

"My lord, it seems a bit familiar..."

"No need for your reminder."

How could Xiao Beicheng not recognize that because he doesn't like to wear shoes, he is always reluctant to be put on shoes and socks by him, and his jade-colored feet are always cold and tactile.

He had even guessed that this was a farce staged by Jun Ziyou in order to make him lose face as King Jin, and no one would dare to marry into his palace from now on.

With a little anger, Xiao Beicheng lifted the curtain, and the anger in his chest dissipated in the next moment. Seeing the horrific scene in front of him, he suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

Shen Ci exclaimed: "Ah! This..."

Both of them froze on the spot, but Steward Liu was puzzled, and when he took a closer look, he saw a man with his hands and feet tied, and a cloth band around his mouth, lying in a sedan chair, and he was unconscious.

This person is none other than Junziyou who has been missing for many days and has not been heard from.

"How could this be? Invite Dr. Jiang quickly!"

He just lost his mind for a moment, and soon Xiao Beicheng took Junziyou out of the sedan chair, stroked his forehead, felt that his body temperature was low, and felt even more anxious, not caring that today was his wedding day Together with the crowd watching all over the street, they actually carried him into the mansion in the presence of a large audience.

Steward Liu knew that this matter was not easy, and was afraid that such twists and turns were not in Junziyou's plan, so he sent someone to the medical clinic to invite Dr. Jiang, and then ordered Shen Ci to stay by the prince's side and not to leave even half a step.

After arranging these, he dismissed the irrelevant crowd of onlookers.This happened so suddenly that everyone didn't expect it. Compared with caring about the safety of Prince Jin's Mansion and Shaoqing of Dali Temple, they wanted to join in the fun and watch jokes.

In desperation, he had to use the personal guards of the palace to make people block the water around the third floor of Jinwang's palace, even a mosquito could hardly fly in to find out.

The most worrisome thing is Jun Ziyou's current condition. Dr. Jiang has not arrived yet, so it is impossible to speculate the cause of his fainting. It can only be inferred from the trauma that there is a scar on his forehead that has dried up blood, which looks like he was hit by a blunt weapon The injury, if it hurts the brain, can also explain the reason why he has not been able to wake up so far.

"My lord, Shaoqing will be fine, right?"

Shen Ci was a little flustered, but Xiao Beicheng himself was also flustered. He didn't answer this question, but started to untie the ropes that bound his hands and feet.

In the meantime, he saw the man's attire at the moment. He was still wearing the white clothes he wore on the day he disappeared, but he was covered with a bright red wedding gown. There was no crown on his head, and his messy hair was scattered There are also some dust particles mixed in the shoulders and hair.

In addition, his shoes and socks were also taken off, and the bruising traces of being strangled by the rope can be seen on the ankle bone. It can be seen that he has been tied up and unable to move these days, and has suffered a lot.

Xiao Beicheng pursed his lips, always feeling that Junziyou's current situation was weird everywhere. He inserted his hand into the man's hair, and after rubbing it, he found that apart from dust, there was a kind of transparent dust between his palm and fingers. The white particles are of different sizes, and there are many of them.

Shen Ci asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, could this be a grain of sand? Was Shaoqing imprisoned by the river before, in a place where the sand was silted up?"

Xiao Beicheng shook his head, turned to hold Junziyou's wrist, his expression became more solemn, and the next step was to untie Junziyou's belt, revealing the bruises and bruises on his body.

"My lord! Shaoqing, he..."

Before he finished speaking, Steward Liu rushed over with Doctor Jiang, who was out of breath. The latter didn't even have time to say a word, so he went to the bed, took Jun Ziyou's pulse, and frantically checked his injury.

Xiao Beicheng asked: "How is the situation?"

"Injury... this is a head injury, maybe he was beaten stupid..."

"Will it be life-threatening?"

"That's not true. The person who hit him has a degree of severity. He didn't even intend to kill him with one blow. It just hurt his head. If it is serious, he may become a fool and can't even speak."

Hearing what Dr. Jiang said, Xiao Beicheng felt relieved, and after he put Junziyou's clothes back together, he bowed his head and went out.

Shen Ci followed eagerly, and saw that the man took off the big red flower on his chest, loosened his neckline, as if he was about to go out.

"My lord, today is your wedding day, it's not easy to leave the palace. If you find any clues, you might as well leave it to me to deal with."

"Married... something happened to the princess, do you want me to sit idly by?"

"princess?"

"Is there any problem? After all, he was also married by this king with eight big sedan chairs. It's not too much to call him a princess, right? How can this king turn a blind eye to his misfortune? It's so courageous to bully this king. .”

"My lord, did you find anything?"

The man looked back into the room and sighed, "The particles in his hair are not river sand, but salt."

Shen Ci was even more confused when he heard that, "Salt? Could it be that Shaoqing went to roll around in the salt lake?"

"That's the crystallization left after sweat evaporates. Judging by the amount, he sweated more than 01:30. It's early autumn, and the morning and evening in Chang'an are no longer stuffy. He sweats so much, he must be in a It was a very hot place. Besides, there was green soil between his nails, which might be a kind of moss, so the place he was in must be damp."

"It's very hot and humid... Is there such a place in the capital?"

Xiao Beicheng took out the cigarette rod, took a deep breath after lighting the fire, and slowly exhaled the smoke, quietly closed the door of the wing room, and said as he walked: "The reason why this king is not worried that he will be beaten as a fool is because he found out that he left behind. The clues. There are two red marks on the inner side of his arm, which are what Wu Zuo often said is "bamboo hitting the hollow". When he was suddenly violently hit, the blood was squeezed to the sides, but the place where the stick was hit hard did not leave red marks. "

As he spoke, he raised his cigarette stick as if to hit someone, Shen Ci stepped back again and again, not daring to question his statement.

Xiao Beicheng quickly retracted the cigarette stick, put his hands behind his back, held his head high, with a stern look on his face as if he was going to punish the teacher.

"So, the place where he was imprisoned is there."