After saving the villain [Transmigration Book]

"Then Ayan boldly guessed that the entrance of the secret path is hidden in the plum blossom." Jun Yan said the answer he guessed without thinking.

Frowning, Le Yi'an didn't believe the answer at all, and said with a smile: "This guess is definitely wrong, didn't you just say that the secret path is hidden in the pavilion, you guessed it is in the plum blossom, how could this be correct, If you have to guess, you have to guess a reliable one."

After being told by Le Yi'an, Jun Yan was not ashamed, but just said in the tone just now: "That can be called the pavilion, Mr. Yi'an can think about the distance between the red plum and the pavilion, Is it about two steps?"

Le Yi'an nodded, "That's right." He listened carefully.

"The pavilion just now was not big. It was a five-cornered pavilion. There was a railing between the five pillars for people to rest. The red plums were planted outside the railings of the pavilion. Do you remember the difference between the railings?"

Le Yi'an recalled it carefully, and finally found out what was wrong, and hurriedly said: "The railing is a bit wide, and the height is slightly higher than usual. I thought I was the person who built the pavilion in Xinyang, and I don't know the rules. Familiar reasons."

Smiling slightly, Jun Yan continued, "It's about four inches wider and three inches taller. Although it's a bit different, it's not that big of a difference, and it won't attract much attention."

"Indeed." Ji Fengjun agreed with a smile.

Hearing the young master's voice, Jun Yan felt more at ease, and continued: "People who come to the gazebo to enjoy flowers will not cross the fence at will. Generally, there is nothing to worry about. You can directly add plum blossoms next to the fence. After an inch, it is not convenient to cross the railing, even ordinary servants will not cross this railing when there is no one."

Le Yi'an nodded thoughtfully, feeling that what the young man said made a lot of sense.

"Behind the railing is the plum blossom. Generally, few people will sit there. Compared with other places, it is obviously safer here. Behind the railing should be the entrance to the secret passage, and the cover of the railing should be called Above is concealment."

Ji Fengjun nodded, his analysis made some sense, and he said softly: "That's right." Then he said: "The terrain on the railing is slightly higher and farther away from the lake, so the secret road won't be particularly wet."

Jun Yan nodded quickly, thinking that what the young master said was very reasonable.

"Where can the secret road lead to outside the city?" Le Yi'an asked, a little puzzled in his heart, "The secret road is so long, wouldn't people feel bored walking in it?"

"The one marked on the map is in an earth temple outside the city." As for the problem of depression, there must be a solution, but sending people down now, there is a high probability that no one will come back alive. There is no oxygen - if a person goes down for a while, he is afraid that he will die due to lack of oxygen.

After all, this secret passage has been abandoned for 20 years, and Prince Rui's old department has long since disbanded, so this secret passage is naturally left unattended.

"The secret road has been in disrepair for a long time, and there may be subsidences in it. Naturally, it can't be used now. According to the map, there are still many exits in the middle of the secret road. If someone takes care of it, it should be unusable. It will be very suffocating."

Le Yi nodded calmly, a little pleasantly surprised: "It would be better if there is a map - I came this time, and the people I brought with me are all clever, and their fairies are with Yinzi. After a few days, they It will be all there, and it should be of great use."

Ji Fengjun nodded, Le Yi'an did things very properly.

After struggling for a while, Le Yi'an still asked, "My lord, since you found the map left by Prince Rui, what other clues do you have, what is the end result of Prince Rui and that man?"

Ji Fengjun shook his head, and recalled that what he found that day was indeed Prince Rui's handwriting, most of them were related to that man, and he would like to read between the lines, and there were a few other books that he hadn't had time to read carefully in the future.

"I don't know about it. Along with the map, there are some handwritings of Prince Rui. From the above, it can be seen that he should cherish that man very much——that man should have lived in Xinyang, but there are not many handwritings. , and cannot see the end."

Le Yi'an was a little excited when he heard the handwriting, but he didn't expect that there would be no final ending, so he felt a little disappointed unconsciously, and responded sullenly.

Jun Yan listened to the words of the two of them, his mind moved slightly, but these things should have been incomprehensible to him at this time, so he could only keep silent, lowered his head slightly, looked at the ground, and followed the son respectfully. Behind him, something else came to mind.

The young master told Le Yi'an this secret way this time, and he didn't hide from him, and even asked him to behave. Does this mean he started to trust him?

Thinking of this, Jun Yan felt a little joy in his heart. He shouldn't have to wait too long for the day he was looking forward to.

He suddenly thought of the fifth prince again. After a lifetime, the trembling person who once made him afraid would naturally not make him afraid anymore. Although that person has some advantages, it is difficult to hide his flaws However, if the crown prince hadn't been abolished, he would never have been discussed as a reserve. In his previous life, he even died on the bed, causing everyone to laugh.

Jun Yan pursed his lips and smiled, counting the time, Zhen Fanghai should have found that person too.

The author says:

So much for today, tomorrow day three, struggle JPG.

Chapter 69 Jinjiang published it alone, reprinting is prohibited

The next day, the weather was fine, and it was rare for the county magistrate of Xinyang County to come out once. His trip this time was precisely to visit Ji Fengjun.

Xiao Tangyuan looked at the county magistrate in front of him, he knew a little about this county magistrate, this man was called Wang Anlin, although he was not from a family, but he tried his best to join Wen Lin's family, this man was fairly decent , although he is now middle-aged and a little fat, but it can be vaguely seen that this man is still somewhat handsome when he is young. No wonder he was able to marry the daughter of the Wen family when he was young.

Although he was just a servant, but when he saw this man's face and remembered that this man was an accomplice to the Dajunzhuang tragedy, he couldn't help but vomit.

But he was still sensible, with a smile still on his face, and he politely led the magistrate of Xinyang County into the mansion, and stretched out his hand to guide him: "Lord magistrate, this way please."

Wang Anlin glanced at him at first, only thought that the voice sounded normal, then suddenly remembered that this person was brought out from the palace by the derelict prince, so isn't this person an eunuch? Disdain arose in his heart, and he snorted coldly. With a sound, he flicked his sleeves and walked half a step away from the little glutinous rice balls. This eunuch slave should not have any interaction with a literati like him, and it is really bad luck to meet him today.

Seeing Wang Anlin's eyes and movements, Xiao Tangyuan couldn't help but get angry, but because of his inferior status, he could only bear it. Seeing that Wang Anlin thought he was unlucky, he took a half step back in embarrassment.

He is a eunuch. It can be said that almost no one would think highly of them. It is better in the capital, and they have to deal with the palace more or less. Although they are disdainful in their hearts, they will not be so embarrassing on the face, and this is different. Wang Anlin relied on his status as a literati, so it was normal to look down on him.

So what if it's in the palace—although the master in the palace is used to people like them, he never treats them as human beings—he was lucky enough to follow the master, otherwise his situation would have been terrible. how.

The whole journey was silent, but Wang Anlin's eyes couldn't stop looking around. Others didn't know, but he, the official of Xinyang City, knew that this was Prince Rui's house. He is a prince and almost became the heir apparent, so he should have some private property.

There were only a dozen people taking care of it before, and he came here secretly to investigate, but he did not find any money. At that time, he found that the scenery here was good, but it was a pity that he could not live in it. Now it is even more regrettable. The house is now But it's cheap, that waste prince.

"Master County Magistrate, this is the place where the young master cultivates."

Wang Anlin glanced at Xiaotangyuan, and felt that this person was a bit noisy, and he was not blind, so how could he not see it?He flicked his wide sleeves, raised his legs and walked in.

With slender fingers like jade and well-proportioned joints, Ji Fengjun tapped the book rhythmically. He was half leaning on the bench, holding a book in his hand, and beside him was a small stove and a bowl of steaming soup. As soon as the county magistrate entered the door, he heard the sound. Hearing the sound, Ji Fengjun sneered. Although Wang Anlin was not the mastermind of the big and small Junzhuang incident, he was definitely an accomplice. He even directly harmed Ayan and His husband Jun Huaisheng.

It is not an exaggeration for Wang Anlin to say that he is a scum and scum. He once promised to help Ayan avenge him. Naturally, he did not intend to let this scum and scum go.

It would be easy for him to kill this person, but he didn't intend to do that. Although he knew that this was for justice, if he did it, it would be a lynching, and it would be against the law.

There are nearly 2000 people in the big and small Junzhuang, except for Ayan, who can't find a living. This matter is shocking, but after thinking about it carefully, Ji Fengjun feels that this is very likely not the only one. If this is not solved by law, so what How about killing one as an example?

Even in this feudal era, he has the ability to kill this person silently, but he is a mere individual, he cannot represent justice, let alone the law, and he should not be punished by lynching. People, Mr. Jun Huaisheng's matter should be returned to them by the court and the law.

Although this era is far inferior to the previous life, and the legal system is extremely imperfect, the law is the law after all, with incomparable authority, which cannot be surpassed by any individual, even if that person is the emperor.

The man had already arrived at the door, and Ji Fengjun's eyes flashed sharply. Although he didn't plan to take this man's life for the time being, he didn't intend to make this man's life easier.The timing of this person's arrival was ingenious, and he had connections with Wen Lin's family, so he could be useful in other ways.

Before, he guessed that the county magistrate would come to the door, but after a long time, he didn't see Wang Anlin come to the door, and he said that he had guessed wrong, but he didn't expect to come suddenly today—fortunately, Ayan went out today. After seeing the county magistrate, it is not good to think of those not-so-good things.

After Wang Anlin became the county magistrate, there was rarely a person who didn't bring others over when he went out, just wanting to get in touch with the waste prince secretly.

He was trapped in the imperial examination before, finally passed the Jinshi examination, and married a daughter of the Wen family. He thought that there would be nothing to hinder him after that, but he was still a county magistrate, and the daughter of the Wen family he married, It's just a collateral line that doesn't come in handy at all.

Three months ago, he was lucky enough to hook up with the direct sons of Wen Lin's family. He also felt that he was a bit powerful. Although these two families couldn't deal with each other, he was able to hug the thighs of both of them at the same time.

Although the two sons are not the next Patriarchs, they are the direct descendants after all. He still thinks this is a good opportunity, so he hastened to help, and even took the opportunity to catch up with the Fifth Prince—but who would have thought that he would go to such lengths? Looking for a Persian cat for him, looking for a good-looking boy, even being polite to that steward surnamed Zhen, but still not giving him a single bit of benefit.

Although he didn't dare to urge him, he felt a little worried and dissatisfied in his heart.

Seeing that the Wenlin family and the fifth prince are not very reliable, and the emperor's attitude is not clear, maybe he still has feelings for the waste prince. Now the waste prince is in his territory, so good How could he not take this opportunity?

Even if the abolished prince is still the abolished prince, as long as he is more careful, he might be able to take this opportunity to find some other way out.

After making up his mind, he was about to enter the house, but only one of them didn't say anything, so he turned his head on the ground and fell upside down on the ground. Xiao Tangyuan followed behind, trying to hold back his laughter, and walked slowly. After a long time, he came to the house. In front of that person, help him up.

Wang Anlin felt dizzy from the fall, felt pain on his face, and his legs seemed to have been twisted. After he was lifted up, he saw that it was the eunuch just now, he couldn't hold his breath, and almost fell to the ground again.

He took a deep breath, told himself to calm down, ignored the little glutinous rice balls, and limped in.

As soon as Wang Anlin entered the door, he was almost suffocated by the smell of medicine and rushed out. This question was very uncomfortable, and his nose was really choked up. Although he knew that the deposed prince was ill, he really didn't think of this person. The disease is so serious.

Looking at Ji Fengjun again, he saw that the man was as pale as paper. He was clearly in the room, but he was wearing a big cloak. There was a small stove next to him, and a bowl of soup that was so dark that it was unappetizing to look at. Ji Fengjun looked like this The son is not at all like a young man under 20 years old, but more like an old man who is terminally ill and has no cure.

Wang Anlin was startled in his heart, the appearance of this derelict prince, I am afraid that even if the emperor wants this deposed prince to succeed to the throne again, this person may not be able to survive.

In my mind, there was an extremely fast spin, this useless prince was probably unreliable, what should he do in the future?

Ji Fengjun picked up the medicine bowl and sipped it. It was slightly hot and bitter, so he put the medicine bowl back again. Seeing Wang Anlin thinking about something silently, he felt a little mocking in his heart. Although his voice was weak when he opened his mouth, But with a bit of gloom: "Magistrate Wang, are you here today to watch Gu's jokes?"

This sentence woke up Wang Anlin. He originally thought that even if he was a prince before, he is just a common man now, and he is seriously ill. He can live today but not tomorrow, and his status is not as good as him , then naturally there is nothing to be afraid of, but I didn't expect this person to scare him with just one sentence.

He was so frightened that he wanted to kneel down, but felt that doing so would be too immodest, so he froze and did not move, but replied weakly: "Of course not, I just want to visit once or twice."

Ji Fengjun sneered, raised his eyes and said, "I don't know where I need your visit." He paused, looked at Wang Anlin coldly, "I have been in Xinyang for a long time, and you just came to visit today, I think it is... "

Before Ji Fengjun finished speaking, Wang Anlin was too frightened to speak, knelt down on the ground with a plop, and mournfully said: "I am loyal to the prince. The world can show you, and the moon can learn from you. The prince is orthodox."

"You are in trouble now, and I have no talent or virtue. Naturally, I don't dare to obstruct your eyes at will. After thinking about it, although I have little talent and learning, I can still do my best. Today, I have come to surrender to Your Highness."

Ji Fengjun laughed straight after hearing this man's words, this man is very capable of bending and stretching - it's just that if you have this kind of thought, it's better to spend more time on other things.

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Yipintang.

Looking at the candied fruit in front of him, Jun Yan was in a good mood, except for the day he was reborn, this was the first time he came out, and this bag contained some candies. The young master always thought that traditional Chinese medicine tasted bitter, so I don’t know if the young master likes it I like the candied fruit of this Pintang. If the young master likes it, he can make some for the young master in the future.

The window was open, as if someone was staring at him, he felt something was wrong, his eyes narrowed, but he saw Wu Ziyu sitting in the teahouse opposite, that person - was the one who killed the Fifth Prince in the previous life, Jun Yan A cold light flashed in his eyes, counting the time, if Wu Ziyu was here, Zhen Fanghai should be here too.

He hooked his lips into a smile, thinking about it, got up and closed the window.

The author says:

First of all, give the little angels a deep bow, sorry, I have been off for so long, it is my fault, kneel down jpg

Two weeks before the start, I was preparing for the final exam, which was a bit embarrassing. I didn’t listen carefully in class, and I was struggling before the exam, but fortunately I didn’t fail the subject.

In the next semester, I must rehabilitate and strive not to commit any crimes again.

Then there is the problem of editing the text. First of all, the age I set for Ayan is a bit young, and the development of the plot is slower than I imagined, so I want to use time to change the timeline, and then the more I edit the text, the more problems I have. I thought it would be better to change the way of writing here, and then I started to modify it.

Maybe it’s because the computer was single-machine and I couldn’t get feedback when I modified it. I was very excited when I modified it, but after I modified it, I always felt that I modified it poorly, and then I lost confidence qaq

So the modification is repeated over and over again. After another week without paying attention, I realized that I had been interrupted for such a long time. I was a little panicked and felt that I could not delay

So this edition came out

It may not be very perfect, but I have tried my best, please pat