Quickly transcend when indifference is attacked by scum

It was already a day later when Wen An saw Gu Luo again, and he couldn't speak, so no one could understand him and tell him Gu Luo's whereabouts.

Gu Luo walked slower than at the beginning, and his face was a little strangely red. Wen An immediately realized that this person must have experienced one of the most painful punishments in ancient times-beating a board, and because he didn't pay attention, he became inflamed!

Gu Luo looked at Wen An and smiled, and explained naturally: "Master, I'm not a powerless person, so you don't have to worry too much about me, besides, I don't hit many boards, stop after a dozen or so gone."

Wen An picked up the writing brush that he ordered someone to put on the stool in front of the bed, took out a piece of pure white rice paper and scribbled on it: "Go back and apply the medicine" and threw it at Gu Luo. Only then did he successfully float in front of Gu Luo.

Just as Gu Luo was about to speak, Wen An started to write again. Gu Luo quickly shut up and waited for Wen An's next order in peace.

"Who do you think you can protect with your physical condition? Come back and see me in two days!"

Gu Luo carefully folded the two pieces of paper, put them in her bosom, pursed her lips, and was still a little worried, when at this moment, the door was pushed open.

Sang Qianjin walked in with the wind, looked at both sides of Wen An carefully, and then felt relieved. He stayed in the palace yesterday to talk with his father at night, but he didn't receive much news. He only found out this morning. The prince unexpectedly came to cause trouble, and came here after hastily changing into a regular uniform. From now on, it seems that the prince didn't do anything?

Gu Luo became simple and honest in an instant, and saluted the third prince respectfully, but the wound on his body made it difficult for him to move: "Gu Luo has met the third prince."

Sang Qianjin naturally knew the big steward of life, and quickly waved his hand to avoid the courtesy, and turned his head and said strangely: "Didn't I forgive you? Why are you so unfamiliar now?"

The words got stuck in the middle of the sentence, his voice suddenly turned cold: "Is this made by the crown prince?"

Gu Luo smiled wryly and said, "Third Prince, why do you have to ask? These small injuries are not in the way, but the villain can't stand His Royal Highness poking the master's scar, so I explained a few sentences..."

Sang Qianjin didn't think there was anything unusual. His brother could really do such a thing. After thinking about it, he said, "Take good care of your wounds these two days, and I will send someone to take care of Wen An."

Gu Luo looked at Wen An, then agreed in a low voice, and retreated.

Sang Qianjin sat on a chair beside her and asked with concern, "How is the situation?"

Wen An dipped his pen into the ink and wrote: "No problem." He paused for a moment before continuing to write: "How are you preparing for the prince?"

Sang Qianjin looked at the two "princes" with heavy ink, and smiled coldly: "The preparations are almost done. I have already hinted to the emperor about Yuan Zhongyan's case again. The prince and Prime Minister You are tied together. On the boat, Prime Minister You has repeatedly committed holy wrath recently, and his arrogance has been rampant. His father's words have the meaning of killing. I want to see how his father will react when he knows that the prince he has cultivated so hard is actually colluding with Prime Minister You !"

Wen An was a little silent. Of course he knew that it was not easy for Sang Qianjin to survive. He and the prince were favored at the same time, and he was pampered by the emperor when he was a child. Qianjin was completely reduced to a useless person.

Just the same as the original body, he is equivalent to the prince's stand-in and contrast. Everyone will think, who is the prince? He is the future lord of a country. He should be favored. Sitting on an equal footing with the prince, and some hostile people also wondered whether Sang Qianjin would be the real heir of the emperor, so most of the various assassinations were aimed at him.

As for himself, he has always been proud of it. It was not until his mother and concubine died for him that he really saw the face of his father sitting on the dragon chair for the first time. After adding the word "Huang", everything changed... …

Sang Qianjin looked at Wen An's silence, and started another topic: "The day after tomorrow is the 15th, and you are going back to your own house. How is the safety over there? Now your identity has been exposed by the prince, although we haven't checked it out. , but they would rather kill the wrong than let it go, I am a little worried."

Wen An moved his wrist a few times: "This time it was just an accident."

Sang Qianjin chuckled twice, but decided to give Wen An one of his personal guards, otherwise he was not at ease.

after one day.

Gu Luo quietly came to his bed, and said very calmly: "Master, the crown prince has settled the case of Yuan Zhongyan, and it is true that Yuan Zhongyan and the prefect were hit with [-] boards each, and the responsibility was shared equally. Take off the red gauze hat on the eunuch's head."

Wen An opened his eyes, a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, the crown prince made him suffer from aphasia as soon as he arrived, he is not a soft-hearted person!Opening his mouth, Wen An's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if it had been ground on sandpaper, with an inexplicable coldness: "Okay, now, follow the plan."

Gu Luo bowed her head deeply, her voice was calm and powerful: "Yes!"

Another day later, Wen An's voice was able to speak normally, and his voice could be heard.

Today is the day when he has to go back to the mansion. As a proton, he has some restrictions. For example, after the 15th of every month, he must stay in the mansion bestowed by the emperor, and he is not allowed to leave without permission. more than four hours.As for the original body, he never showed up in the mansion for the first fifteen days of each month, went out every day for the next fifteen days, and came back lazily at exactly four o'clock, so that now people in the mansion saw him as if they hadn't seen him. Same, let alone protection.

"Wen An, these few days you... Forget it, you can't just stay in the mansion honestly, I just want you to bring Dark Five with you every time you go out, and don't throw it away. After all, you don't look like a In the past..." Sang Qianjin smiled, her voice was very gentle, and she couldn't tell at all that he beat the poisoner to death with 38 lashes the night before, and even the hidden guard was a little terrified.

"How can there be so much nonsense!" Wen An said coldly, his eyes glanced at Sang Qianjin casually, without any trace of timidity, he took a step forward, and at a very close distance from Sang Qianjin, his voice was deliberately low: " My third prince, don't forget, when I promised to form an alliance with you, I emphasized the conditions, now, what do you say?"

Sang Qianjin's heart tightened suddenly, her eyes fixed on Wen An, like a deep pool of rippling water in an instant, rolling up countless turbulent waves.

Seeing Sang Qianjin's appearance as if he was facing a formidable enemy, Wen An evoked a very pleasant smile, patted him on the shoulder, lost the momentum just now, and said lazily: "However, it is not my responsibility to give up halfway." Style, so, Third Prince, thank you that my interest has not passed, and the covenant between us can continue, but the dominance is now in my hands."

Sang Qianjin slowly eased the tension in her body, her palms warmed up, and she even felt the coolness brought by the cold sweat on her back. She looked deeply at Wen An and said, "That's natural."

"Okay." Wen An smiled and clapped his hands, stepped on the back of the boy who was kneeling on the ground, and stepped into the carriage safely: "Then, third prince, goodbye." Then he put down the door curtain and let out a small sigh of relief .

"How do you feel?" Xi Jing appeared for the first time after disappearing for nearly two days, but he was a little more stable than before, and he no longer had a frizzy look.

"What do you think?" Wen An glanced at him casually, squinting his eyes, enjoying the regular shaking of the carriage.

"There is nothing simple about this royal family. It is always right to ask you to read related things before." Xi Jing also sat down and looked at Wen An very seriously.

Wen An frowned, turned his head to look carefully at Xi Jing, and said, "You seem to have changed?"

Xi Jing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's not really a change, it's just that... like me."

Wen An kept his mouth shut and didn't ask any more questions. Everyone didn't have any difficulties. He didn't know Xi Jing well, so there was no need to get to the bottom of it.

After a long time, Xi Jing asked with complicated eyes: "How do you plan to avenge this revenge?"

Wen An closed his eyes and turned a deaf ear, as if he was fast asleep. This was his plan, and there was no need to share it with Xi Jing.

Wen An didn't open his eyes until he got off the car. Xi Jing was no longer here. He didn't care. He stroked his sleeves and looked after himself. After confirming that he was Yuan Wen An, he opened the curtain with one hand and walked out.

Everyone was waiting at the door, but there was more or less disapproval on their faces. They belonged to the emperor who rewarded them together with the house. As far as this proton was concerned, he couldn't even drive them out of the house. , what else is there to respect, as long as they do a good job on the surface, they will not have to worry about living like this for the rest of their lives.

A trace of inexplicable ridicule flashed across Wen An's eyes, and he ignored the group of people at all. He strode in and returned to his small garden. Need to accept this uselessness.

"Gu Luo." Wen An flipped up his sleeves and sat down in front of the desk, calling out neither high nor low.

Gu Luo came in, closed the door carefully, then took off the honest and honest cover with a smile on his face, half-kneeling with a straight face and said: "Master, the result of the prince's handling today must be passed on to the emperor. I've already planned it out, just wait for Gu Zhao to notify me in the palace, and the news will be fully released."

Only then Wen An nodded, squinted his eyes, and asked, "How is the injury?"

Gu Luo was stunned for a second before realizing it, and quickly replied: "Master, after all, my subordinates are people from the world, with rough skin and thick flesh, they are almost healed."

Even for martial arts masters, it is impossible to be almost as good in just three days.But Wen An did not refute, but did not speak for a while.

"Okay, you go down." Wen An lazily waved his hand, signaling to Gu Luo.

Gu Luo leaned down again, got up and was about to leave, but at this time the maid outside the door suddenly shouted loudly: "No intrusion here, who are you... Ah!"

Wen An immediately got up, with a stern face, and shouted in a small but unpleasant voice: "Who dares to be presumptuous here!"

A group of guards were grabbing the maid just now, and after gagging her mouth unceremoniously, they didn't make things difficult for her. At this time, seeing that the master finally came out, they waved their hands and let her go, calmly Said: "The emperor invites you to go over."

Wen An took a closer look, only to see the extremely light golden cloud patterns embroidered on the black clothes of this group of guards, he was shocked, this group of people were the Yunwei created by the emperor, and they actually sent him here to invite him In the past, but then he couldn't help but sneer, his face is really big...

Wen An didn't ask anything, and didn't protest. After letting Gu Luo straighten his clothes, he followed Yun Wei into the palace. No one was paying attention. Gu Luo went straight to the third prince's mansion...

"Criminal Wen An has met the emperor, long live the emperor." Wen An was led into the resplendent and resplendent hall, and when he saw the old emperor sitting on the dragon chair, he knelt down unhurriedly, Shouting in his mouth, he looked very devout.

"There's no need to be too polite. I've heard for a long time that Wen An has become a wealthy businessman. Judging by his demeanor, he really lives up to my expectations!" The emperor saw Wen An complete all the etiquettes, and then he excused himself, but he felt some inexplicable emotions in his heart. Rather, he felt that if this child was born in Heavenly Maniac, this country would definitely belong to him in the future. Now that he was humiliated by Jun Jin and sent here as a proton, he would never be able to stand up in the future. Ridiculous suggestion at this time, but it is not bad.

"How long has Wen An been with me? Have you ever thought about it?" The old emperor asked in a very gentle voice.

Wen An stood aside with low eyebrows and eyes, turned his mind quickly twice, and replied cautiously: "The guilty minister didn't pay attention, but the impression was too deep back then. Now counting, it has been more than four years."

The emperor is in a daze, it has been more than four years...

"I see that Wen An has been busy with his career these past few years. In his heart, does he have someone in mind?"

Wen An was immediately vigilant, and replied after deliberation: "As the emperor said, the guilty minister is not in the mood for love. He only wants to develop this business first and do his best for the madman, so he has no intention of falling in love."

The emperor paused for a moment, as if he was moved by these words, and after a long time, he said slowly: "Now that your family is established, and your age is really older, the average heavenly maniac's people in their early twenties should even have a son-in-law. Going to a private school, if the princess and the empress hadn't mentioned it these days, I would have really ignored it."

Wen An still couldn't see anything on his face, so that the emperor couldn't find any faults. After a pause, he said kindly: "Your status is not good, and now you are getting old. There must be someone to inherit this family business. You have to be in charge of the affairs of the backyard. The Crown Princess told me that the concubine of the Crown Prince Taifu's family, Hui Zhi Lanxin, is a virtuous person, beautiful and intelligent, and she is a lucky person. If I point you to it as my wife ,what do you think?"

No matter how uncomfortable or dissatisfied Wen An was, when the emperor asked him this question, he would still smile without any surprise, and said sincerely and gratefully, "Thank you for the gift, Your Majesty!"

The emperor nodded in satisfaction, and before he could speak, Fuquan, the chief eunuch beside him, approached and said a few words in a low voice. There was a look of expectation on the emperor's face, and he didn't want to talk to Wen Anduo, so he said directly: "This time The matter has been decided, and I will choose a day to issue an imperial edict, so you should retreat first."

Wen An saluted respectfully again, then straightened his waist and walked out of the hall steadily. After a few steps, he saw Sang Qianjin with a very gloomy face striding towards him. Wen An was annoyed , didn't want to pay any attention to anyone in the royal family, and just walked over without seeing it. Fortunately, the guards were changing at this time and no one saw it, otherwise this behavior would definitely be labeled as disrespectful to Wen An.

Sang Qianjin paused, watching Wen An pass her by, a storm rose in his eyes, and he clenched his hands fiercely. When he came, he had heard a report from an informant in the palace that his father wanted to marry Wen An He came here in such a hurry, only hoping to stop him one or two times, but judging by Wen An's expression, it was a certainty.

After walking two steps, he suddenly heard that he and Wen An had not been working together for a long time. This man was lazily leaning on a recliner under the shade of a tree, playing with his fingers carelessly, and said, "Women are so troublesome. If I can, I will Be chic and unrestrained." Only now did he understand the phrase "if it is possible", full of uncontrollable resentment and helpless unwillingness...

Sang Qianjin turned her head and stared at the Crown Prince's East Palace. "Prince, Crown Princess, if you are like this, don't blame me for not being sympathetic!"

Sang Qianjin took a deep breath to calm herself down. She stood there for a long time before her face showed the same gentle smile as usual. She walked out to the main hall, but was carefully watched by the little eunuch under Fuquan's hands. He blocked the door and whispered: "The emperor just saw the prince's report, and he is angry now. Why don't the third prince come back at the party?"

Sang Qianjin smiled naturally: "No, just report it directly, just say that I have something important to report to the emperor, which is related to the stability of the people."

The little eunuch was also a smart person, so he obediently went in to ask for instructions after paying a gift, but after half a cup of tea, the little eunuch came out and said respectfully: "Third Prince, please come in."

Sang Qianjin took a deep breath and strode in. As soon as he saw a carpet that was still steaming, he felt even more vigilant.

The emperor said in a bad voice: "If you have something to say, hurry up." The impatience and anger were obvious.

Sang Qianjin approached two steps without looking sideways, knelt down and said respectfully: "My father, Liupu Town, Ziwei Town and Minggong Town under Qingshan Prefecture have been hit by heavy rain for a week, and my son is afraid of flooding." It will be issued, and I am here to report to the father."

The emperor's face suddenly changed. If it was true what the third prince said, once the flood broke out, I'm afraid it would become a hell on earth.Qingshan Prefecture is inherently poor, and people are born with natural resources. The people can only rely on their own food to survive. If the year is good, the life of Qingshan Prefecture will naturally be better, but if there is a flood, there is no timely supply and rescue, I am afraid...

"Father, my son-in-law asks for an order. My son-in-law will lead the team to escort the supplies to Qingshan Prefecture. I hope my father will agree." Sang Qianjin said with her head deeply bowed, feeling a little uneasy.

The emperor looked at him with a gloomy face, and did not speak for a while.

Sang Qianjin swallowed her saliva, and then said: "The eldest brother is dealing with Yuan Zhongyan's case, and he can't get away for a while; the second brother is in charge of the household department; the fourth brother has just moved out of the palace and is inexperienced. Father, the only one left The ministers have nothing to do, and the status of the ministers is enough to make them feel the care and love of the emperor."

As soon as the emperor heard Yuan Zhongyan, he immediately thought of the absurd things the prince had done, and his face darkened again. After hearing what Sang Qianjin said, he felt that he really didn't pay much attention to the second son. There was no fuss, so with a swipe of the pen, he completely handed over the matter to Sang Qianjin.

Sang Qianjin withdrew from the hall, holding the wet imperial decree in his arms, a cold smile appeared on his lips, the business was settled, and now he had to take care of Wen An's marriage...