Traitor, he is bent on death

That word was written with fangs and claws, just by looking at it, one could feel the soaring resentment in it, Wang Laifu was so frightened that his hands shook, "This, this, this... is there grievance?"

Huo Xun said in a deep voice: "I have already had people find out the identities of these people. They don't know each other, and they almost all escaped from the south of the Yangtze River."

Speaking of the sensitive topic of Jiangnan, Huo Xun couldn't help but glanced at Jiang Jintang, but found that he didn't seem to be listening to him, his eyes fell on the corpses, not knowing what he was thinking.

"There are no other clues?" Xuan Lan looked at Huo Xun with some displeasure—what is he always staring at Jiang Jintang for?Could it be that even the loyal commander of the Forbidden Army was captured by Jiang Jintang?

Huo Xun didn't know the meaning of the emperor's glance, but instinctively sensed the coldness in it, and quickly looked away, saying: "I am incompetent...that's all I know for now."

Xuan Lan stepped forward and seemed to want to check the corpse himself, Wang Laifu hurriedly stopped him and said, "Your Majesty, no! These dead people are too unlucky, I'm afraid they will collide with the dragon's body!"

Xuan Lan snorted lightly, and said: "I am the Son of Heaven, even if there are really ghosts in the world, I should avoid them."

As soon as Jiang Jintang came back to his senses, he heard the young man's extremely arrogant words. He turned his eyes and glanced at him lightly, then leaned against the wall and coughed twice, his eyes fell coldly on the corpse that was blown around by the wind.

And Shanyue finally remembered something, goosebumps immediately appeared on her back, and said in a restrained low voice: "Master..."

Jiang Jintang shook his head lightly, signaling to go back and speak later, and Shanyue closed his mouth.

Xuanlan was established as the crown prince at birth, and he was the only surviving child of the late emperor. He was very favored. Even after the late emperor passed away, he was still a monarch in name. No one dared to treat him harshly. The big ones are not too big, but he is not afraid of these things, and his attitude is even a little loose, looking at a few corpses casually.

On the contrary, Wang Laifu's pale and beardless face was turning blue.

"This corpse..." Xuan Lan narrowed his eyes and beckoned, "Two people here."

The imperial guards guarding at the side immediately came over: "Your Majesty."

Xuan Lan said: "Put this corpse down."

The two guards didn't ask much, and immediately put the body down.

The corpse was an older man. After being placed on the ground, Xuan Lan ordered his clothes to be stripped off. He saw that there were large and small scars on the already blue, white and purple chest, all of which were caused by swords and long arrows. hurt.

"A member of the army." Xuan Lan looked down at the corpse, "Look at the wound, it looks like a scimitar used by the Biansha barbarians. This person should be a veteran who has returned to the field. Let Qin Xu know and ask him to check if there is such a thing. number one."

"Yes." Huo Xun accepted the order with cupped fists.

Xuan Lan wiped his hands slowly with a handkerchief, and then turned to look at Jiang Jintang who hadn't said a word since he came up: "What do you think about this matter at nine thousand years old?"

Jiang Jintang smiled, and said: "Your Majesty is observant and discerns every detail, and he must be able to find out the key points of this matter soon. I am dull, and I didn't see anything."

What he said was extremely perfunctory, his mind was not here, so Xuan Lan's eyes dimmed, and he said: "If that's the case, let's go back."

Wang Laifu went down to clear the way first, but Jiang Jintang was already extremely tired, he was supported by Shanyue and slowly went down the stairs step by step.

Xuan Lan stood at the entrance of the building and watched Jiang Jintang's tortoise-like speed mockingly. When Jiang Jintang calmed down, he turned around and left. Wang Laifu asked, "Your Majesty, have you returned to the palace yet?"

Xuan Lan was about to respond, but suddenly remembered something, stopped in her tracks, turned to Jiang Jintang and said, "That kid Qin Sang should have gone to the Imperial College, right?"

Even though Xuan Lan has bad intentions and impure motives, the Imperial Academy can indeed give Qin Sang the best education and allow him to integrate into the prosperous capital, so Jiang Jintang still prepared the Four Treasures of the Study and asked Jian Yuanjia early in the morning He personally sent the person to the Imperial College.

Hearing Xuan Lan's question, Jiang Jintang said, "Well, I've already gone."

Xuan Lan showed a smirk: "Qin Sang and his classmates are not familiar, and he is young, don't you worry if he is nine thousand years old?"

Jiang Jintang had an ominous premonition, thinking that Xuan Lan might be making trouble, and sure enough, Xuan Lan said in the next moment, "Why don't I go and see him with Jiu Qiansui."

"..."

Jiang Jintang couldn't understand.

He is Qin Sang's foster father in name, so it's fine to care about Qin Sang, but what kind of heart is Xuan Lan doing?Could it be to test how much he attaches to Qin Sang?

The author has something to say:

It hurts too much, my family, I have stomach cramps, I can't stand it anymore, I didn't correct the typo in this chapter, when I am better tomorrow, I will make up the number of words, kowtow and apologize.