Cangyun [Sword Net Three]

This room Yang Jichuan finally felt something was wrong with him, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

"I was in a bad mood and saw people I didn't want to see."

"Ok?"

"Chuan'er, if I hide something from you, will you be angry?"

"It depends on your sincerity in admitting your mistake and the content of the incident."

Wu Lang suddenly felt that he would have to kneel and wear a washboard in the future, so he shut up.Unexpectedly, Yang Jichuan said: "I also have something to hide from you, so we can probably cancel each other out."

"Ah, what is it!"

"You speak first."

"Don't be like this, who are we with whom?"

Yang Jichuan shook his head firmly, Wu Lang's curiosity was seriously aroused, and his heart itched so much, he was almost overwhelmed with anxiety after seeing Situ Jing, and he was thinking about what Chuan'er was hiding from him.

Before I could figure it out, the endless toasting started again.

Drinking actually depends on who you drink with. If you like it, you can get drunk to your heart's content after drinking two bottles of white wine. If you don't like it, even a small cup will make you feel uncomfortable.Just like him and Yang Jichuan, they could drink all night while chatting and drinking, and then they just lay down on the ground and fell asleep.Now, the wine must be good wine, but facing this group of people who have no real feelings, half a glass feels superfluous.

This is probably the helplessness in the workplace, Wu Lang thought to himself.

We still need to close Yanmen!He is the biggest there, who dares to force him to drink?

When I feel upset, the smile will naturally decrease.Fortunately, the intuitive impression he gives people is not gentle at all, his brows are cold, and his whole body is full of murderous aura that is unapproachable to strangers.Forcibly push back those who try to strike up a conversation.

The emperor asked how to win, Wu Lang didn't answer, Yang Jichuan said a few words in a concise manner.The emperor asked again, if the two fought, who would win and who would lose?Yang Jichuan said, if it is in a big field, I will win more.If it is a small venue, Goro loses less.The emperor seemingly casually continued, the two lovers seem to often discuss each other, and their relationship is extraordinary.Yang Jichuan didn't fluctuate in emotion, and replied, life and death depend on each other, life and death.

Wu Lang finally laughed, just showing off so arrogantly, what's wrong!

At this time, someone suddenly said: "Your Majesty, I have heard for a long time that General Langqi and General Yangwei are famous, and the soldiers under their command are even more brave. I heard that the two will bring many personal soldiers to Beijing. Let the Imperial Guard and the two Let’s have a test with the general’s personal soldiers, so that we can also open our eyes.”

Wu Lang blinked, looked at the eloquent man, Yang Jichuan leaned into his ear and said, "This is the servant, Shaoqing, and his son is the one who commanded the army formation at Tiance Mansion this morning."

Wu Lang understood in an instant.

The imperial guards are the imperial guards, whether it is the overall treatment or the ration specifications, needless to say, compared with the border guards, that is the difference between Bentley and Xiali.Moreover, the soldiers of the imperial guards come from Tiance Mansion, so it can be said that they are the facade troops of Tiance Mansion.If they really fought and won, it can be said that Yang Jichuan's father was the chief coach of Tiance Mansion, and he was afraid of embarrassing his son, so he released the water.If you lose, you lose!The Xuanjia Army that defeated the Beirong Army was nothing more than that.How much reputation can be given to the son of the servant Shaoqing.

No one who understands this kind of thankless task will do it.

The eunuch Shaoqing just wanted to make Wu Lang and Yang Jichuan slap in the face, who let his son be repaired so neatly this morning.

"Hey, your dad is here, haha."

"Ignore him."

"That little boy commander played with us that way in the morning, so let's go back and play. He's the only one who can form the army, tsk, it's amazing."

"As you please."

After receiving the order from his daughter-in-law, Wu Lang immediately got up from his seat with a serious expression, bowed to the emperor, and said: "This lord is very right, my servants and soldiers under my account have always admired Tiance Mansion. Wei When I was in Guangze, I heard that the Royal Guards of the Imperial City are the most elite troops in this dynasty, and I have been looking forward to the opportunity to fight. I also ask Your Majesty to make a decree, so that I can fulfill my humble minister's long-cherished wish!"

Wu Lang has always been talking nonsense when he sees people, and talking nonsense when he sees the devil. After asking the emperor for his will, he thanked the servant Shaoqing very sincerely, which made the servant Shaoqing who wanted to make others unhappy It felt awkward, like swallowing a hundred fishbone.

The emperor looked at Yang Zhao pretendingly, and Wu Lang immediately said: "Since the imperial guards came out of Tiance Mansion, they are brothers from the same sect of General Langqi. How dare you let him take action. The humble minister asked me to be more generous and lead the army alone." Soldiers fight."

The emperor asked Yang Zhao what he wanted. In fact, Yang Zhao also had another identity, that is, the commander of the imperial guards.Yang Zhao expressed no opinion.The emperor said a date, and the matter was settled.

Wu Lang sat down again, and secretly whispered to Yang Jichuan.

"I think it's a great opportunity to make money."

"Ok?"

"Let's start a gamble, there must be few people who buy us, and the odds will be high then!"

Yang Jichuan frowned lightly, thought for a moment, and said, "It cannot be discovered."

"That's necessary, otherwise there will be no profit. But the emperor set the date in seven days, and we have to stay here for another week."

"Don't rush, the emperor is very patient."

Wu Lang smiled, didn't say anything, just sighed slightly in his heart.

Yongning is just a big dye vat, who knows what color it will be tomorrow?

The fact that Situ Jing dared to come back showed that he was not afraid of the emperor at all.He is still planning what only he himself knows.

Wu Lang caught Situ Jing's line of sight by accident, and Situ Jing's eyes were so dark that they seemed to have sunk into a black pool.Wu Lang resisted the urge to look away immediately, picked up the wine glass, nodded and made a gesture of toasting, and he did it quite boldly first, and finally smiled at Situ Jing in a friendly manner.

Pretend to be a passerby, who wouldn't?

During the banquet, everyone talked and laughed at Yan Yan, who would know how many of them were hidden in their smiles.

The protagonists of the whole banquet were naturally not Wu Lang and Yang Jichuan, wherever the emperor appeared, no matter who the banquet was held for, the protagonist was the emperor.And this banquet was not only used to honor the achievements of Wu Lang and Yang Jichuan.The emperor just wanted to see the other two under his command besides his confidants send people to express their views.

The imperial servant Shaoqing, as a figure in the Grand Master's party who is as light as he is, has shown their attitude by being so prominent and secretly embarrassing Wu Lang and Yang Jichuan.As for the prime minister's faction, they still stood still and watched the fire from the other side.

Cui Hezhi, the veteran of the two dynasties, has been the prime minister for more than 30 years, and is an old fox through and through.Even the emperor sometimes has to give up three points to him.

Wu Lang's reluctance to get too involved in the power center is also because there are too many people who take conspiracy and calculation as routine.In the two-player arena, if you meet the graduating hooligans on the opposite side, they will automatically exit the field, not to mention that the opponents on the opposite side are all top players with full body and explosive force value.It takes a lot of self-confidence to be able to self-righteously jump in other people's home courts.

He doesn't need to be a big official, nor does he need the favor of the emperor.It is much more comfortable to keep one's own one-acre three-point land and be a local snake than to be in fear all day long in Yongning, making calculations and calculations.

He knew Chuan'er thought the same way.

Therefore, in the competition seven days later, not only must one not lose, but one must also win beautifully.

In order to remain neutral in the chaos, one also needs force that can deter others from making moves.

When the banquet is over, the most drunk is wine.Fortunately, he ate something to fill his stomach before going to the banquet.

Colleagues complimented each other and left hand in hand, and the vigilant people began to ponder the holy will early on, sniffing the direction of the wind above.

But Wu Lang didn't bother to pay attention to it, and it happened that no one came to disturb the two-person world between him and Chuan'er.

As he was walking, he suddenly felt that someone had pulled off his white hair. When he looked back, he saw the sixth prince of the white bun standing behind him with a silly face. His expression was the embarrassment and embarrassment of a little boy who was caught playing a prank. .

Wu Lang quickly glanced around, and found that most of his colleagues were gone, and no one saw what happened just now.It was only at this time that Wu Lang noticed that there was not a single court lady or eunuch beside the sixth prince.

"Your Highness Sixth?" Yang Jichuan stared at the sixth prince, who hid behind Wu Lang's thigh in fear, secretly showing half of his face.

"Why did His Highness follow you here? Where is the Grand Palace Maid?" Wu Lang asked, pulling out the white bread that Bala was holding on his lap and straightening it up.

"I just sneaked out!"

Hey, this tone is quite righteous!

"If they see it, I will definitely go to my father and say something bad. If my father finds out, he will punish me to stay in a small dark room. I hate the small black room the most."

"Then why did His Highness follow us?" The most important thing was why did he pull his white hair!Do you know that this thing is like a man's head and a woman's chest, which cannot be touched!Could it be that his white-haired tail is bigger and easier to handle?Little brat, if you didn't bear the title of the emperor's son, you would have made your steamed bun-like face red

"I think you are so handsome! I want to go to the battlefield to fight!" The sixth prince raised his face, his eyes were so bright that they were as bright as the sun.As he said that, he took a stride and punched him twice, and fell to the ground with too much force.Fortunately, he was supported by Wu Lang.

After a long time, it turned out to be a fan of brains.

"Your Highness is still young, not old enough to go to the battlefield."

"Then I will grow up quickly, and I will be able to go to the battlefield when I grow up!"

"Yes, wait until His Highness grows up."

The sixth prince looked at Wu Lang and Yang Jichuan, then looked down at himself, a short man, and said with some disappointment, "But when will I grow up to be as good as you, General?"

Wu Lang smiled, this sixth prince is like a child raised by an ordinary family, innocent and ignorant of worldly affairs, just like Situ Yue before, a bit eccentric, but more often just a playful, greedy, Painful little boy.

Thinking of Situ Yue, Wu Lang thought of the first sight when they met yesterday, he almost couldn't recognize that it was the child he once hugged and coaxed him to sleep.Children have grown up, but they should never grow up in such a mature way.It's the palace, the emperor, and Situ Jing.This man-eating place cannot even accommodate a child's innocence.

So how long will this child in front of him be so innocent, and will he see you again after many years, and become a high-ranking, indifferent and alienated nobleman.

The sixth prince felt Wu Lang's stupefaction, and was a little puzzled: "General Yang Wei? What's wrong with you?"

Wu Lang blinked, came back to his senses, and said with a smile, "Your Highness finally distinguished me from General Langqi today."

"The red one is General Langqi, and the black one is General Yangwei. Brother Yue'er taught me that." When the sixth prince talked about Situ Yue, his small chest also stood out, as if he was very proud.

"Wulang." Yang Jichuan called Wu Lang, signaling to send the sixth prince back quickly, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Wu Lang suddenly leaned close to the sixth prince's ear and asked him in a low voice: "Are you afraid of General Langqi?"

The sixth prince opened his big eyes and nodded obediently: "En."

Wu Lang said, "Do you want to get close to General Langqi?"

The sixth prince opened his mouth into an O-shape, and his face showed the excitement of a small fan meeting his idol and knowing that he could take a photo with him: "Can you!"

Wu Lang said: "Of course, in fact, General Langqi likes children the most. Go over now, hug his leg, and say General Langqi, I admire you so much, can you give me a hug."

"But, General Langqi..." The sixth prince was very hesitant, Yang Jichuan's ice face was too deterrent to children.

"It's okay, go over quickly, isn't there me, right?" Wu Lang pushed the sixth prince's back.The sixth prince pouted, rushed into Yang Jichuan's arms like a broken jar, put his face directly on Yang Jichuan's waist, and shouted in a muffled voice: "General Langqi, I admire you so much, I want to learn how to fight from you, you Can you give me a hug!"

When Wu Lang saw Yang Jichuan's face changed immediately, he was overjoyed.He knew that Chuan'er was not angry, but was so nervous that he didn't know what to do, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Seeing that Yang Jichuan didn't respond, the sixth prince suffered a double blow to his young heart, and couldn't help crying.Yang Jichuan panicked even more, and finally had no choice but to hold the sixth prince in his arms, coaxing him stiffly.

Wu Lang almost collapsed on the ground without laughing.

Wu Lang didn't feel that Yang Jichuan breathed a sigh of relief until the court lady's cry of looking for the sixth prince came from afar.

When the palace lady came to find him, Yang Jichuan really wanted to transfer the child in his arms immediately, and worried that such an impatient attitude would make the child sad, so he had to listen to Wu Lang and the palace lady explain that the sixth prince lost his way here, just as they were passing by Then they met, and were about to send the sixth prince back.Then he handed the child into the arms of the maid.

Although the palace maid is the prince's personal servant, she has to give a big gift when she meets a high-ranking general. Now she is very grateful for helping to find the prince. I wish I could make a hole in the ground.

Fortunately, it was so dark that Yang Jichuan's ugly face would not be exposed.

The two said goodbye to the sixth prince, and the little white bun lay on the maid's shoulder, watching the two leaving.

"How about it, the prince feels good!"

Yang Jichuan didn't bother to talk to him.

"Don't keep talking."

"You want me to talk? You go to sleep on the roof tonight."

"I was wrong, Chuan'er! I will never dare again!"