After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

On the second day, Huo Yuyan did not see Jiang Suizhou in the imperial study room, but the dog-legged eunuch next to King Jing was guarding the imperial study room.

Huo Yuyan entered the imperial study room, before he could say anything, he saw the eunuch greet him with a flattering smile, and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness, are you looking for our lord?"

Really put gold on his face.

Huo Yuyan's expression turned cold, and he gave him a cool look.

But this eunuch is the last to wink at people.Seeing Huo Yuyan's uneasy expression, he didn't seem to notice it at all, and explained with a smile: "Our lord is not feeling well today, so he won't come, and specially sent a servant to say hello to His Royal Highness."

Huo Yuyan said coldly: "I see, you can go back."

The eunuch sighed and stepped back.

Huo Yuyan turned his head and glanced at his back, with suspicion on his face.

But then, his doubts were answered.

After the eunuch retired and Huo Yuyan sat on the dragon chair for a while, he realized that there were quite a few letters on the dragon case.He browsed through it roughly, and found that all the transfer files of various officials he had been dealing with these days were gone.

Sure enough, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

"I have some unfinished letters yesterday, go and ask, why aren't you here?" Huo Yuyan frowned, and instructed the little eunuch beside him.

The little eunuch responded and hurried to ask.

After a while, the little eunuch ran all the way back and said in a hurry: "His Royal Highness, people outside said that it was General Huo who came to the imperial study today and asked if you have been busy recently. I heard that you are handling these files Okay, I took it away in one go, and said to distribute it for you."

Those files have indeed been sorted out, but Huo Yuyan has always been cautious in doing things, and even things that have been completed must be checked and confirmed again and again.

However, Huo Wujiu's actions seemed to be really helping him, but it was self-defeating instead.

Now, he couldn't say anything, so he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Understood. Send someone later to thank Wugui for me."

The little eunuch responded.

Seeing that Huo Yuyan's face was ugly, and he was sitting in front of the imperial case with nothing to do, the little eunuch hurried forward and said in a low voice, "However, I heard that Miss Lou's family didn't go to the army today."

Huo Yuyan paused, then raised his head and asked, "Then where did she go?"

The little eunuch said: "I heard that Ms. Lou likes to play around Lin'an City on weekdays. After all, there is nothing to do today. His Royal Highness is tired these days, why not relax. You are a newcomer, why don't you let Ms. Lou, an expert, guide you?" Are you walking around?"

Huo Yuyan paused, and then smiled lightly.

"Why bother others." He said softly.

"It's not a nuisance! Ms. Lou likes to be lively, and she must also like to hang out with people! If Your Highness is willing, why not ask someone to inquire about it?"

Huo Yuyan pondered for a moment, then hummed.

"Alright," he said. "Just be more cautious. Don't be abrupt. It's not good to disturb Miss Lou."

The little eunuch smiled ambiguously, and kept saying yes.

-

Lou Wanjun is indeed restless.

The main reason is that she met several new friends at the banquet welcoming Huo Yuyan a few days ago.Those few new friends are all generals under Huo Wujiu's command, they have no chance to meet before, they have acquaintances after having a drink together.

These people are all people who love to play and play around. Even if they just went south, they have explored all the good places in Lin'an City.I heard from them that there is a sorghum wine shop in Xishi that makes excellent sorghum wine. Not to mention the high alcohol content, the aroma can be smelled half a mile away, and it is even stronger and fragrant when it is drunk.

He just made Lou Wanjun greedy.

Just these few days, because there are many nobles in the city, Huo Wujiu always went to the barracks, so these generals strictly guarded their posts and did not dare to wander around.

On the contrary, Lou Wanjun was quiet and free, and was persuaded by those generals to slip into the city to buy wine.

Lou Wanjun liked this job very much, so she agreed without saying a word.

However, the West Market is very large, and those generals were not familiar with the places where they were born, and the positions given were not accurate.Lou Wanjun didn't bother, so she walked around the West Market and followed the smell to find the shop.

As a result, before she could find the shop, she was caught by a crashing sound.

Not far in front of her, there were a few scholars who looked like scholars, but they were surrounded by something, and they fell and smashed them.

As they smashed something on the ground, there was a sound of splashing.Something rolled out from the crowd, Lou Wanjun took a closer look, it was a pen.

"Let me see, our Lin'an talented Mr. Nie Cong and Mr. Nie, what kind of stuff are we writing?" One of them raised his voice and said in the crowd.

Then, he read the thing in his hand in a strange way.

"My wife, Gui'e, during the time I'm away, how is the family going? The rice at home should be harvested, and I'm working in the city, so I can't go back. You and my mother have to take care of that..."

Then he heard a clear voice from the crowd interrupting him.

"Brother Du, this is a private letter from someone else, it's better not to make it public." The man said.

"Aren't you writing all the personal letters?" the man said sharply. "I know Mr. Nie that you are very poor. If you want to come out and set up a stall to write letters to these illiterate poor people to make money, you don't have to despise yourself and write these nonsense things, right?"

"The letter was written for his wife, not for you, Brother Du, to appreciate it." The clear voice sounded again. "Please return this letter to me."

"Give it back to you? Come grab it if you have the ability? Nie Cong, if you dare to touch my finger here, you will become a murderer in the downtown area. Let's see if you still have the qualifications to take part in the examination in the coming year?"

Lou Wanjun frowned more and more.

Who is this?Blatantly smashing someone's letter-writing stall in the downtown area, and biting back?

Lou Wanjun never saw such a thing since she was a child, and with a flick of her sleeves, she wanted to push through the crowd and rush in.

At this moment, an old woman next to her grabbed her.

"Girl, don't go!" The old woman was selling insoles, her hands were covered with rough calluses.

Lou Wanjun turned her head and saw the old woman hastily persuaded: "That Mr. Du is the young master of a high-ranking official's family. He has caused several troubles here, and no one dares to take care of him."

Lou Wanjun frowned: "Then why is he making trouble?"

The old woman lowered her voice: "The son who wrote the letter was from a poor family, but he got the first place in the provincial examination. This Mr. Du is the same age as him, so he felt jealous."

Lou Wanjun sneered: "What a big official, I'm going to have a meeting."

As he is the son of a high official, even if he is Huo Wujiu's son, she can still beat him up.

The old woman hurriedly pulled her: "Girl! This is going to lose my head!"

Lou Wanjun patted her hand and said softly, "Don't be afraid, ma'am, I'm better than him."

As she spoke, she turned around, and with a flick of her sleeve, she pushed aside the crowd.

That Mr. Du brought a few followers, and he was splashing at the moment.The stall where the letter was written was smashed into a mess, and the young man was holding the letter in his hand, and he kept moving towards the young man who wrote the letter.

And that young man stood on the spot like a green pine, with his hands tightly clenched by his sides, the veins on the back of his thin white hands were slightly raised.

"You do it, come on, just greet the young master!" That Mr. Du was still yelling.

Lou Wanjun strode forward and lifted his collar at the back of his neck.

"Okay, it's all up to you." She gritted her teeth, knocked Mr. Du off with one hand, and punched the face he leaned forward just now.

Immediately, people turned their backs on their backs, causing exclamations from around them.

Lou Wanjun didn't care about these things.This young man is just a weak chicken who can only recite poems and paint, he is worse than sandbags in the military camp in front of her.She held it with one hand, and only greeted him in the face, and easily beat the young man until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Then, she raised her hand and threw the young man into the corner.

There was even a slight applause from the surrounding crowd.

"Who dares to be presumptuous here!" A young man next to him hurriedly shouted.

The next moment, Lou Wanjun grabbed his collar.

"I was just going to ask you guys." She hooked one corner of her mouth, showing a gritted smile. "Let me hear, your own father is a very high-ranking official, dare to let you make trouble in the downtown area?"

Mr. Du, who was beaten up with a bruised nose and a swollen face, finally opened his eyes and said loudly: "Where did you come from! You really don't want to die!"

Hearing the word "stinky bitch", Lou Wanjun gasped, rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward to beat him up again.

But at this moment, a person raised his hand to stop her.

The coarse cloth robe had rough stitches, but it was indescribably clean and upright when worn on that man's body.The hand blocking Lou Wanjun's face was quite white, which made her raise her head and look at the owner of that hand.

... What a handsome young man!

Lou Wanjun's eyes paused, and he couldn't help but look twice more.

Clean and clean, tall, with clear eyebrows and a little coldness, with a faint smell of book ink on his body.

It seems to be the young master named Nie Cong they were talking about just now.

"You don't have to, girl." Nie Cong spoke, and sure enough, the voice was clear, it was him. "This person is not easy to mess with. I will deal with it myself. The girl should leave first."

Lou Wanjun looked at him, then at herself.

Sure enough, the clothes she was wearing were clean and neat, and she looked very simple, not like a powerful person at all.She has never had the habit of showing off, and she always practices martial arts on horseback, so this kind of clothes is comfortable to wear.

But at this moment, Lou Wanjun had a strong desire to express herself.

Who wouldn't want to protect this kind of young master who was bullied on the street without being overbearing, and who was worried about hurting her at such a critical moment?

Lou Wanjun put his hand on the young master's arm, smiled at him, and said, "Don't worry."

As she said that, she strode forward, and in full view of everyone, she walked up to Young Master Du, and kicked him hard a few times.

Then, she squatted down and lifted him up, wiped off the silver on his body with one hand, and threw it to Nie Cong as soon as she raised her hand.

"Pay for your letter stand." Lou Wanjun turned to Nie Cong. "Get it."

Then, she turned around and said loudly to Mr. Du.

"Now, tell me who your father is, and open my eyes," she said.

The corners of Mr. Du's mouth were swollen from the beating, and his speech was a little blurry at the moment, but he still said loudly: "My father is Du Ren, the servant of the Ministry of Industry, why, do you think you, a gangster who wanders the rivers and lakes, can afford it!"

Lou Wanjun laughed.

"I'm ashamed to say, I really can afford it," she said. "Let's make a bet, believe it or not? Today, your father and you have nothing to eat."

As she spoke, she threw Mr. Du to the ground and stood up.

"Speak wild words!" Mr. Du was still stubborn.

"There are even crazier ones." Lou Wanjun looked down at him, then turned around, and glanced at his followers.

"You guys, remember clearly. If anyone dares to make trouble here again, then the one who will beat you up next time will be Lou Yue. If there is another time, then the one who will beat you up will be Huo Wujiu."

People around don't know who the girl in front of her is, but no one knows who General Lou Yuelou is and who Huo Wujiu is.

There was a burst of exclamation from the surroundings, and even the few followers were frightened and their legs weakened.

At this moment, a carriage passed by and stopped in a hurry.

"Sister Wanjun?" The man in the car raised the curtain, with just the right amount of surprise on his face.

Lou Wanjun turned her head away and blinked with some doubts.

Huo Yuyan?Why would he appear here?

For a moment, Lou Wanjun didn't know whether to call him Big Brother Huo or His Highness the Prince, and stood there awkwardly.

As for Huo Yuyan in the car, his gaze swept across the crowd without any trace.

You don't need to look at the young masters who were beaten, and the ordinary people watching are also nothing to look at.

It is worth noting that Lou Wanjun's high-spirited and injustice look at this time, as well as the shabby young man standing next to the smashed stall.

He is tall, tall and straight, and looks...extremely outstanding.

Huo Yuyan's expression darkened.