When the cannon fodder meets the villain boss

What is enjoyment?

Nangong Weiran felt that he was just sitting there doing nothing, and someone would run around to pour tea and water, and without saying anything, someone could book the best and well-made room for you in the best inn in the city. Someone will carefully report to you what anecdotes and anecdotes there are in this city or where you can play.

Nangong Weiran was sitting on the painting boat, in front of him was a dancing girl, listening to the sound of silk and bamboo wind music, drinking the strange tea with a slightly sweet taste, Nangong Weiran once again lamented that his choice to take in Yan Wu was really true. There is nothing wrong with that.

But it's not without trouble.

Through the light gauze curtain of the painting boat, Nangong Weiran noticed that there was a fishing boat approaching their painting boat. Although there were many people visiting the lake, a certain distance would be kept between the boats to avoid misunderstandings.And it's a bit inappropriate for the fishing boat to appear here.

Yan Wu obviously also noticed those boats, and suddenly realized that his face had changed drastically, he walked to Nangong Weiran, and said in a low voice: "My lord, this subordinate has caused you trouble."

Yan Wu's face turned pale, he didn't expect those people to find him again so quickly.

Situ Cang looked at Nangong Weiran with a smile, but he knew that his junior was looking forward to trouble.

After a while, there was noise outside, but it stopped abruptly after a while. Needless to say, the boatman outside must have been knocked out by those people. In broad daylight, those people would not be able to kill people, otherwise this matter would be very serious. Big trouble.

Soon, some strong men in uniforms surrounded the place from all over. For some reason, they only guarded outside and did not come in.

Yan Wu's complexion suddenly became even worse, and soon under Yan Wu's terrified gaze, the curtain was lifted, and a man walked in.

Nangong Weiran was depressed after just one glance, it's in white clothes again!Strange, didn't the ancients wear white when they kept their filial piety?Why are there always so many people swaying around in white clothes?Of course, Nangong Weiran has to admit that wearing white clothes really sets off a person's temperament, just like Ximen Chuuxue in Gu Long's novels, white clothes are better than snow.

The man in front of me is very young, about 24 or [-] years old, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome and extraordinary, with a smile on his mouth, but dressed in white clothes, he is elegant and noble, with no messy hair on the sideburns, and no messy clothes, Nangong can do it Make sure that there is not even a single wrinkle on the clothes, look at the same white boots, not to mention the upper and even the soles of the shoes, there is probably not a trace of dust.

Yan Wu's whole body has been extremely stiff since this person appeared, his eyes no longer have fear, but directly turned blank.Nangong Weiran turned his eyes from the man who came in to Yan Wu who was beside him. Seeing Yan Wu's performance, there was a hint of amusement in his eyes. It seemed that this man had a lot of background.

"My master of the Yan Pavilion, Yan Ming." The man in white said, the smile on the corner of his mouth hasn't changed a bit since he came in, even when he saw Yan Wu. "The two distinguished guests came from Jingguo. I didn't want to disturb the purity of the two of you. It's just the two people who picked up my Yan Pavilion..." His eyes fell on Yan Wu again. This time, Yan Wu's eyes were not only empty, but even The body also changed from being stiff at the beginning to trembling all over, and it seemed that the fear had reached the extreme.

Nangong Weiran couldn't help being slightly surprised, he didn't expect Yan Wu to be so terrified when he saw the Pavilion Master of Yan Pavilion after he had already left the Pavilion of Yan, it was simply a conditioned reflex.

How could Yan Pavilion be so successful in training dead soldiers?Nangong Weiran couldn't help being even more curious, why did Yan Wu defect to Yan Pavilion?

"I also hope that the two dead soldiers of the Yan Pavilion will be returned to me." Yan Ming said with a smile. Although he was not gentle and elegant, there was no trace of etiquette.

Nangong Weiran put down the teacup in his hand, looked at Yan Wu beside him, and asked, "Master Yan Pavilion, have you heard a word?"

"Oh, what will?"

"returning a Favour many times more."

"What do you mean, my lord?" Yan Ming still asked with a smile.

"I saved this person, but this person doesn't even have a penny on him, so I can only promise him with my body."

As soon as these words came out, the faint smile on Situ Cang's face, who was just watching from the sidelines, disappeared suddenly.Promise with your body? !Although Situ Cang knew that Nangong Weiran deliberately said this to tease this person, but no matter how he heard it, he found it harsh.

The smile on Yan Ming's face froze for a moment, as a promise?But Yan Ming quickly recovered, "My lord was joking, you saved my dead man in Yange, I am willing to reward you with a thousand taels of silver, but it's just a body promise."

Nangong Weiran also smiled, "What evidence does the pavilion master keep saying that this person is the dead man of Yan Pavilion?"

"My lord doesn't think he is the dead man of Yan Pavilion?" Yan Ming glanced at Yan Wu who seemed to have lost his soul, and said with confidence, "The dead men of Yan Pavilion all have a tattoo of a swallow on their chests."

"Tattoos?" Nangong Weiran smiled, stood up and pulled off Yan Wu's outer shirt, revealing the snow-white inner garment, with his fingers poked into the neckline of the inner garment, he looked sideways at Yan Ming, who seemed confident and confident , "The pavilion master is sure? What if not?"

"Yan Ge's tattoos are tattooed with special dyes. Unless the skin on the chest is dug out even the deepest layer, otherwise it can't be removed." Yan Ming actually didn't want to treat the two of them like this, but these people It is found that these two people seem to be related to the two princes of Jingguo. Although this is not Jingguo, he is wearing a layer of power after all. It is better not to offend the power of the court, no matter which court power it is .

"Then, the pavilion master may be disappointed." Nangong Weiran tore off Yan Wu's inner garment at once, revealing his upper body. Although his honey-colored skin had many kinds of old wounds on it, his chest was still intact. No, no scars, no tattoos or anything like that.

"Impossible!" Yan Ming's full self-confidence was finally broken, a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes, he walked up to Yan Wu, and gently touched some of the skin on Yan Wu's chest with his left hand, there was no trace of disguise .

Taking a few steps on his hind legs, Yan Ming glanced again, as if he hadn't reacted to anything, Yan Wu, who was slowly frightened, turned to Nangong Weiran.

"Your Majesty, you have a good plan." Instead of calling him Young Master, he respectfully called you Your Excellency. Yan Ming knew that he had encountered a real problem.The author has something to say: Sorry for being late today.