After I feel sorry for the cannon fodder prince, I wear a book

The two looked at each other for a while, but Yu Yi didn't say anything after all, turned around and got into the carriage.

When he was not reborn, he wished he could kill this person with his own hands, but after he was reborn, he felt less hatred.

He just didn't want to see Xiao Qin, and didn't want to have any contact with him.

All unspoken questions, unresolved mysteries, unspoken but stifled affection, when I opened my eyes again, I felt as if it had passed away, and thousands of words became one sentence, "None of my shit?".

Yu Yi suddenly realized that she had business to do, so why waste her time on a liar.

Xiao Qin stood at the door the whole time, watching the carriage gradually go away, turned the corner of the street, and disappeared from sight.

He turned around and walked into the mansion, Duan Fangzhu followed behind him, he wanted to spend more time with the future princess, so as not to cause friction in the future and cause Yu Yi to worry.

"His Royal Highness works in the Ministry of War?"

Xiao Qin admired the scenery in the mansion, majestic, magnificent, and elegant, very similar to the master's temperament.

"That's right, His Highness is not in good health, but he has always liked these sword-wielding and gun-wielding people."

"The emperor loves our highness so much. Isn't it just that he has arranged a idle job in the Ministry of War. His highness goes to deal with things every day and learns something along the way. It is also interesting."

Duan Fangzhu led Xiao Qin to wander around the palace, and introduced Yu Yi to some harmless hobbies while walking.

Xiao Tan listened carefully, and secretly made a note in his heart that these were not mentioned in the book.

He thought about it for a long time last night while guarding Yu Yi.

Now that he has come to Prince Duan's Mansion, he will naturally try his best to do something.

It's just that there's not much he can do now, after all, he is not far behind the original owner, and he doesn't know much about the affairs of the court.

But fortunately, this body's martial arts are still quite high, and it is always possible to protect Yu with comprehensive intentions. If he really fails and fails to reverse the ending of the original book, he will go to prison at worst.

The original master's martial arts were written by the author to perfection, and he would not even have this ability.

But after careful calculation, there are indeed a lot of troubles around Yu Yi.

Don't look at Yu Yi is now protected by Yu Yinjiang, no one dares to attack him easily, but Xiao Zhengze, the third prince, the queen... Which of these people is not staring at him, just waiting for the opportunity to make a move?

Yu Yinjiang had a good idea, thinking that as long as Yu Yi arranges everything in the future, he can be a happy idle prince and have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.

But the bad thing is that Yu Yi is too favored, as long as he doesn't sit on the throne, once Yu Yinjiang dies, what awaits him is a certain death.

Xiao Qin didn't want that to happen.

Yu Yihui is a good emperor, he is even more suitable to be the lord of the world than any of Yu Yinjiang's sons.

Xiao Tan thought for a while, and decided to investigate according to the clues in the book.

Since someone wanted to use this matter to disturb the situation, it happened that Prince Duan's Mansion could step in without anyone noticing, so as not to arouse the emperor's suspicion too early.

"Uncle Duan, I'm going out for a while. Does Your Highness like to eat other than coconut and date mud cakes? I'll bring them back along the way."

Duan Fangzhu hurriedly gave him the names of a few meals, Xiao Tan wrote them down one by one, and went out with the servant.

After they left, a hidden guard turned down from the eaves and looked at Xiao Tan's back as he left.

After waiting for such a long time, the eldest son can be regarded as going out, and it happened that King Duan didn't follow him. This is a great opportunity, and he must tell the master immediately.

*****

"My lord, this is the busiest market in our capital city. You can find everything you want to eat and play. There are restaurants and theaters on both sides of the street. Our Highness often comes here to eat, drink and listen to theatres."

Qingyuan followed behind Xiao Qin, carefully introducing the surrounding situation.

When he first came to the mansion, he was assigned to the eldest son by the housekeeper. Everyone in the mansion said it was his good fortune. The eldest son is a scholar, has a good temper, and pleases His Highness, so he must have a good life with him.

Qingyuan thought about it too, thinking that Xiao Qinjiu was recuperating in the mansion, so he must have never been to these lively places, so he took the initiative to introduce it.

This is exactly what Xiao Qin wanted. He will live in the capital for a long time in the future, so it is always right to know more. He does not intend to reveal his true identity yet.

After wandering around for a while, Xiao Tan checked that the time was almost up, so he asked Qingyuan: "Do you know that there is a family in this city with the surname Leng. This surname is special, so it shouldn't be hard to find."

Qingyuan thought for a while, it seemed that he had heard of this surname, but it was a woman who sold sweet-scented osmanthus cakes on the street.

Xiao Qin followed him around a few squares and saw the man in a secluded alley.

There were not many customers, and the woman sat in a daze in front of the stall, and she hadn't reacted when Xiao Qin walked over.

"Young master... do you want to buy osmanthus cake?"

Leng Shao looked at Xiao Qin's luxurious dress, and then at his crudely made sweet-scented osmanthus cake, feeling confused no matter what he looked at.

"Girl, I bought osmanthus cake, and I want to ask a few questions. I don't know if it's convenient for you." Xiao Qin asked gently, not wanting to scare anyone.

"What's the problem?" Leng Shao hesitated, but this young man... doesn't look like a bad guy.

"I'm an old friend of your sister's when she was in the palace, and I want to ask her how she came to that Huayu Tower." Xiao Qin said after deliberation.

"Do you know my sister?" When Leng Shao heard this, she immediately threw away his modest suspicions, "You two are really friends!?"

Xiao Qin nodded.

"Then can you rescue her?" Leng Shao said, with a tear in his voice, "She really suffered a lot."

"After my sister came out of the palace, she wanted to find a good man to marry, but my father, my father—"

"He gambled outside and owed a lot of money, so he sold my sister to a brothel to pay off the debt."

As Leng Shao spoke, he began to cry, causing the vendors next to him to look this way.

Xiao Tan's eyes dimmed, the whole story of Leng Zhi being sold to the brothel was not written in the book, and he didn't expect it to be because of this reason.

He was silent for a while, and motioned Qingyuan to hand over a handkerchief.

Leng Shao took the handkerchief and waited for a while before he stopped sobbing.

Xiao Qin waited patiently for her to calm down, and then asked, "Can you take me to your house, I just want to know about... your sister."

He is really unsuspecting, no one would think that such a bookish young man could be a bad person.What's more, the Leng family's property has long been ruined by Leng Dazhi, and the family has nothing to plot.

As expected, Leng Shao was only stunned for a moment, and said, "Yes, but...my father has a bad temper."

"It's okay," Xiao Qin smiled, "By the way, please help me pick out a box of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, so I can take them home and give them to my family."

There is a sentence in the book that says that the ancestors of the Leng family worked in the imperial dining room and specially made desserts for the nobles in the palace. down.

Although this sweet-scented osmanthus cake doesn't look good, it should taste pretty good, maybe Yu Yi will like it.

Qingyuan figured out what Xiao Tan meant, and immediately took out a piece of silver that was enough to buy all the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and handed it to Leng Shao.

"This, this is too much." Leng Shao refused to take it, and stepped back again and again, "You are my sister's friend, so it's okay to give this sweet-scented osmanthus cake for free."

Xiao Qin took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake wrapped in oiled paper, but didn't pass it to Qing Yuan, and held it in his hand, smiled and said, "Girl, don't refuse, just lead the way, I have something to do later."

When Leng Shao heard this, he thought that Xiao Qin was really busy, so he had to take the money and put it away, hurriedly closed the stall and led him home.

Leng's house is not far away, and the three of them will arrive within a short walk. There has never been anyone like Xiao Qin in this area. The neighbors around all stuck their heads out to look, and there was a lot of discussion for a while.

Leng Shao explained in a low voice: "My lord, don't be angry, these aunts are not bad, but sometimes they are curious..."

Xiao Tan said that he didn't care, and Leng Shao felt relieved.

Entering the gate of Leng's courtyard, Leng Dazhi really just woke up. Yesterday he drank outside all night, and now his head hurts. When he saw Leng Shao come back, he asked her to cook for himself.

"Father, there are guests here." Leng Shao was a little embarrassed.

"What guest!?" Leng Dazhi patted the table impatiently, and was about to hit someone with his hand, "You, like your sister, have learned to look for men outside?"

Leng Shao shrank his shoulders, but the pain he imagined did not appear.

Xiao Qin raised his hand to block, flipped Leng Dazhi over the stone table, and signaled Qingyuan to take Leng Shao out first.

Qingyuan was a little hesitant, as if he was a little worried about Xiao Tan being alone, but he obediently left.

Just now, the young master looked like someone who knows kung fu?

Xiao Tan walked slowly to Leng Dazhi without saying a word.

The latter raised his head in a daze, and saw a man standing in the shadow against the light, and subconsciously raised his hand to grab it.

Xiao Qin frowned and dodged away.

Leng Dazhi missed the shot, staggered a few steps and stood still, almost fell into the mud, shouting that he wanted to beat Xiao Qin until he didn't even know his mother.

Mr. Xiao had never seen such a vulgar and rude person in his life. He took a deep breath, thinking that this person might be drunk.

He picked up a bamboo pole with his feet, resisted Leng Dazhi's flailing fist, and knocked him to the ground again and again.

"See clearly who you are hitting." Xiao Qin said coldly.

Leng Dazhi lay on the ground and howled, with his throat pressed against the tip of the bamboo pole, he tried his best to open his eyes to face Xiao Tan, and he was shocked when he saw it clearly.

rich people.

Not just any rich man.

I'm afraid he is rich and powerful.

That luxurious but decent attire, the moon-white brocade clothes are spotless, the jade pendant around the waist is enough to buy more than a dozen alleys like them, and the dark patterns on the outer robe are almost blinding Leng Dazhi Eye.

He seemed to wake up from the wine immediately, and smiled obsequiously at Xiao Qin: "This, my lord, I didn't see clearly just now, offended, really offended."

"I don't know Taishan with my eyes, your lord has a lot, don't... don't blame me."

Xiao Tan stared at him silently for a long while, and felt that he had recuperated from his illness for too long, and his knowledge was short.

He retracted the bamboo pole expressionlessly, took out a bag of silver and threw it over.

"Get up, I have something to ask you."

*****

Shiban Lane is very lively today, I don't know where a rich man came from, and he brought a servant with him, and he was talking at Leng's house.

The aunt next door gave Qingyuan a plate of melon seeds, and skillfully swayed: "My little brother, what is your master doing here?"

"My lord has business to do." Qing Yuan blushed and refused, refusing to eat the neighbor's food.If you let the son know, you should scold him again.

The aunt murmured and spat out a handful of melon seeds, thinking that Leng Dazhi knows how to gamble and beat his daughter every day, so what business can he have!

Inside the room, Xiao Qin couldn't help frowning after hearing what Leng Dazhi said.

"A man with a scar on his face?"

Will this clue come too easily?

"That's right, I don't dare to lie when I'm young. He is indeed a young and strong man. Zhou Zheng is very handsome, but there is a scar on his face, which looks scary."

With a flattering expression on his face, Leng Dazhi hurriedly put the money bag into his pocket.

"The left cheek or the right cheek?" Xiao Tan stared at Leng Dazhi and said.

"Oh, then I don't remember that. That person was very rude at the time, and he wanted to buy my eldest daughter."

"I didn't agree with it at first, but he, he, he threatened me. This, I'm so patronizing and scared, I just glanced at it in a hurry, and I don't remember the left face and the right face."

Leng Dazhi complained to Xiao Qin with a mournful face, and actually shed two tears while talking.

Xiao Tan has long realized that this man doesn't have a few serious words in his mouth, and he can open his mouth to talk nonsense, so why "threat him", I'm afraid Leng Dazhi will sell his daughter impatiently as soon as the other party comes out with money.

He was too lazy to talk nonsense with this kind of person, and continued to ask: "You can see clearly, there is really a scar on your face? If you dare to make it up—"

"See it clearly, see it clearly, yes, there is a scar." Leng Dazhi couldn't help shivering.

Don't look at Xiao Tan who usually speaks softly and softly, but it's for internal affairs, for friends, and for irrelevant strangers.When meeting someone like Leng Dazhi, he can scare people into cold sweat with just one look. It is the aura that has been soaked in the bloody storms in the Jianghu for more than ten years. Most people have never seen it, and they can't stand it.

Seeing that he couldn't find anything, Xiao Tan didn't plan to stay here any longer, so he knocked on the way before leaving, so that Leng Dazhi wouldn't trouble Leng Shao later.

"Young master, are you leaving?"

Standing outside the courtyard gate, Leng Shao was giving Qing Yuan a taste of the dried sweet potatoes at home. When he saw Xiao Qin open the door and came out, he quickly put down the things in his hands, as if he wanted to speak but hesitated.

Xiao Tan knew what she wanted to ask.

"Your sister's matter... you will know later."

Leng Shao seemed a little disappointed, but still nodded.

Xiao Tan didn't know what to say, so he could only wink at Qingyuan.

The latter wrinkled his face, scratched his head, and said, "Miss A Shao, the young master and I will leave first, and come to buy osmanthus cake another day... another day."

Leng Shao wanted to cry at first, but he couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and quickly said that if he wanted to eat osmanthus cake, just come, and he didn't charge for it.

Xiao Tan then nodded at her, and led Qing Yuan away from this alley that he shouldn't have come to.

Leng Shao stood at the door and looked at it for a while, thinking about his sister over and over in his mind. Just as he was thinking about it, Leng Dazhi suddenly opened the courtyard door and stretched out his hand to grab her.

The young man left, and he was going to hit someone again.

Leng Shao appointed sighed, silently waiting for the slap to come down.

Who would have thought that Leng Dazhi just glared at her, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Don't come in yet, it's nice to stand outside!?"

Leng Shao was stunned for a moment, not understanding why he suddenly changed his sex today.

"father……"

"What are you doing?" Leng Dazhi still had the same face, but picked out a silver coin from his purse and threw it to Leng Shao, "You performed well today, let's play with it."

As he said that, he walked into the dilapidated inner room, "I want to sleep, don't make noise, do you hear me?"

Leng Shao held the money in confusion, without saying a word.

Did she...do anything today?