Xianjun, please calm down

Da Zhuang's brows were deeply frowned. He watched the group of at least a hundred soldiers running past under the leadership of a general on horseback. After thinking for a while, he pushed open the courtyard door and walked out. .

He left the courtyard gate, which was a small technical job for the disciples around him, because the not-so-wide courtyard gate was only big enough for three people to go side by side, and it couldn't accommodate the protective "circle" to squeeze through together. Those white-clothed disciples jumped over the courtyard wall with agility, still firmly protecting Wang Dazhuang in the middle, perfect.

With a look of helplessness on his face, Wang Dazhuang unhurriedly followed behind those soldiers.

At this time, I saw a small sedan chair carried by six people running behind "hush and wheezy". Behind was a group of yamen servants who followed, and they all ran staggeringly.

As Da Zhuang expected, when those people entered the village, they went straight to Shuan Zi's house, and it seemed that they had come prepared.

Such a big commotion naturally attracted a lot of villagers, and everyone gathered together in panic, discussing in low voices.

Uncle Wu was also there, seeing the shrinking "circle" around Da Zhuang, he said in surprise, "Boy Zhuang, you are..."

Da Zhuang supported his forehead with a headache, waved his hands and said, "Don't worry about me, Uncle Wu, what's wrong?"

Uncle Wang shook his head worriedly and said: "I don't know, but I guess it was brought by the person Shuan Zi picked up, but it seems that it's a misfortune rather than a blessing, alas~"

The general arrived at the door of Shuanzi's house, got off his horse, stood outside the door and said loudly: "The last general, Fang Mingzhi, is ordered by the emperor to welcome Yu Shijun back to the palace!"

The villagers gasped in unison, Yu Shijun?

There is only one servant in my dynasty, or in other words, the title of "servant" is for one person. Although there were emperors who favored men in the previous dynasty, they were all male favorites and had no serious status. Only the current emperor wants After the man was established, after being opposed by the officials, he retreated to the next best thing and made him a male concubine. Because he was afraid that the man would make the man feel uncomfortable, he set up the title of "Servant King" and personally gave him the title of "Mr. rain".

This day's great emperor's grace made the first servant king appear in the history of the Dasheng Dynasty, but even if the title was changed, in the hearts of the public, he was still a male concubine, and when people outside talked about him, he was still a male concubine. Concubine male concubine called.

Not only the villagers' eyes widened in shock, even Wang Dazhuang was also shocked. It turned out that the skinny half-dead man picked up by Shuan Zi was the first male concubine in the history of the Sheng Dynasty, the peerless demon concubine?

This... the painting style is not right.

Some people say that besides beauty, the only thing that can make a man want to stop is charming.

But looking at that person's appearance, there is no peerless elegance, let alone someone who will seduce people.

Even though Mo Xiaoyu was handsome, he was definitely not stunning. He was able to fascinate the emperor of a country. This world is really amazing.

Just when everyone was discussing, the door of Shuanzi's house opened, and Mo Xiaoyu, who was still pale, stood inside the door. With noble arrogance, he looked at the generals outside with a calm expression, parted his thin lips with no blood, and said softly: "General Fang, don't come here without any harm."

Emma really is.

Fang Mingzhi said in a deep voice: "The final general is ordered by the emperor to come to catch the rain and wait for you to return to the palace."

Mo Xiaoyu smiled very lightly, and there was too much bitterness in that smile, he said softly: "I see, let's go."

As he spoke, he stepped across the threshold without a trace of expression on his face, as if this step was a door of life and death.

Shuan Zi and his wife had been standing behind him with scorched faces, but now they took a step forward and grabbed his arm and said, "Modi..."

And at this time, the small sedan chair behind finally ran to the place, and a middle-aged man in official uniform stumbled out of the sedan chair. When I came over, I happened to see Shuanzi grabbing Mo Xiaoyu, and immediately shouted: "Bold and unreasonable! How dare you touch Yu Daijun's body at will? You need to know that Yu Shijun is the one who serves the emperor. Touched by hand, how is it decent? Come on..."

Before the servants could respond, Mo Xiaoyu brushed off Shuanzi's hand and said, "This lord is right, but those who don't know are not guilty. I was attacked and injured, and I depended on his rescue to survive. He didn't know either." With my identity, how can I arbitrarily judge crimes?"

The man rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "What Yu Shijun said is that he was an official in Zhang and met Yu Yujun, but although this villager is innocent, Yu Shijun is the emperor's man after all, different from ordinary men. , living in this rural area for nearly two months during the injury period... during this period... after all, it is unreasonable."

Mo Xiaoyu opened the corner of his mouth, showing a "laughing" expression, and said in a warm voice: "My lord, don't worry, no matter how unreasonable it is during this period, when I return to the palace, I will ask the emperor for my sins, the face of the Tian family, There is no room for mistakes, and it is better for adults to be cautious in their words and deeds."

Mr. Yu tightened his face and fell silent.

When Shuanzi heard his words, his expression became more anxious, but he never dared to reach out to touch him again, so he said anxiously incoherently: "Mo...you...didn't you say...don't go, if you go, why don't you leave?" Can you come back?"

Mo Xiaoyu looked back at their husband and wife, his always indifferent eyes finally took on a tinge of warmth, and said softly: "Yu Ming feels the love between the two of you for saving each other. This time we parted, and we will never see each other again in this life. I'm afraid I can no longer repay the kindness of the two of you, if there is an afterlife, Yu..."

Shuanzi's daughter-in-law hurriedly said: "Don't talk about that, you can't say it, it will come true, don't talk nonsense."

A gentle smile appeared on Mo Xiaoyu's face, and he said, "Even if Yu dies, he will keep you two safe."

Shuanzi wrinkled his face and said, "Your sister-in-law has already said it, so don't talk nonsense!"

Mo Xiaoyu smiled again, turned around and walked towards the general, Shuanzi and his wife followed two steps, but were stopped by two soldiers with knives.

Shuanzi suddenly shouted again: "Modi!"

Mo Xiaoyu turned around.

Shuan Zi took out a cloth bag from his bosom, opened the third layer on the left and the third layer on the right, revealing half of the dragon-patterned jade pendant, and said, "This is yours, you take it with you, maybe it will be useful."

Fang Mingzhi and Master Nayu shrank their pupils.

Mo Xiaoyu looked at the half piece of jade, and said warmly: "It's no longer necessary."

But after thinking about it, he still walked back, took the jade in his hand, and said softly: "But if you keep it in your hand, it might bring you trouble."

He turned his head, looked at Fang Mingzhi and said, "General Fang has some money on his body to lend me some money. In the future... if I still have a future, I will definitely repay you."