Little Dandy, He's a Little Good

In the courtyard.

After the sound of horseshoes disappeared, Duan Zheng scrambled into the house.

"Father, something went wrong!" Duan Zheng tremblingly said.

Father Duan, the guards and others in the house woke up one after another upon hearing the words.

Duan Zheng didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly told everyone what happened outside.

"Where's Xiaozhuo?" Father Duan asked.

"He rode a horse to lure the thief away..." Duan Zheng said.

Duan's father's face changed immediately when he heard that, and Jin Douzi who was beside him also woke up now, almost crying on the spot in anxiety.

"No, I'm going to find my son." Jin Douzi got up and said.

"Don't panic." Duan's father put one hand on his shoulder and glanced at the direction of the inner room. The mother in the inner room has not been woken up yet, "You and Zheng'er take care of Xiaozhuo's mother, don't run around .”

After all, Father Duan has been a businessman for decades and has seen many storms, so he quickly calmed down.

He ordered Duan Zheng to wake up Rong's mother first, and then ordered several coachmen to find weapons at hand to be on guard, and finally left the house with the remaining two guards.

"Go to the firewood room to find any extra firewood, and light a fire in the yard." Father Duan told a guard, "The thieves can't attack at night, and they might come back again, but they will come back when we wake up." Have scruples."

After saying that, he took another guard to the door and checked the other two guards lying on the ground.

The two guards were killed with one blow, and it could be seen from the corpses that the killer had a lot of experience in killing.

"Carry the corpse into the firewood room first, and it will rain again after a while." Father Duan joined hands with the guards to carry the corpse in.

Not long after, another person lit the fire, and after the fire ignited, Father Duan led the two of them out of the courtyard.

The night outside was getting dark, although the moon and stars were sparse after the rain, there was still nothing to be seen.

Father Duan took the torch and walked along the horseshoe marks on the ground for a short distance, when he suddenly heard a rustling in the grass.

"Who?" The guard suddenly drew a knife, and the cold blade took advantage of the situation to rest on the opponent's neck.

"It's me, uncle!" Rong Zhuo's voice came from the grass.

Duan's father immediately stepped forward and pulled the man out of the grass.

"Xiao Zhuo, are you injured?" Father Duan asked.

"I'm fine." Rong Zhuo said hastily.

Duan's father looked around vigilantly, without saying much, he picked up Rong Zhuo and brought him back to where they stayed.

Rong's mother had already woken up at this moment, she had been weeping worriedly when she didn't see Rong Zhuo, but now she couldn't help feeling distressed when she saw someone, she stepped forward and hugged Rong Zhuo.Seeing this, Duan Zheng and Jindouzi also heaved a sigh of relief.

"Mom, I'm fine." Rong Zhuo comforted.

Although Rong's mother was emotional, she did not lose her sense of proportion. After crying, she checked her up and down.

When Rong Zhuo fell off the horse just now, his calf was cut by gravel, and the blood stained the trouser legs of his underwear red.

Rong's mother hurriedly asked Jin Douzi to take out the wound medicine prepared before going out, and helped Rong Zhuo bandage the wound.

"Uncle, will they come back?" Rong Zhuo asked Duan's father.

"It's hard to say." Father Duan said.

Everyone became nervous when they heard the words. After all, most of the people present had never experienced such a thing.

"Cousin, didn't we bring a copper basin with us on the way? Ask someone to find it, if anyone approaches, we will knock on the copper basin hard." Rong Zhuo said.

"What are you doing knocking on the basin?" Duan Zheng was puzzled.

Duan's father understood what Rong Zhuo meant, "If the thief hadn't made up his mind to kill us, this method would be somewhat useful."

In fact, Rong Zhuo went to the doctor in a hurry. Among them, there were only two guards and Duan's father who knew martial arts. The rest of the coachman might be a bit brute force, but it didn't help much.

The act of knocking on the basin is similar to an alarm or whistle in modern society.When encountering danger, unless the person on the opposite side has made up his mind to put him to death, the sound of a whistle or a sharp alarm can effectively deter the opponent and play a role in disturbing the opponent's mind.

Especially thieves, once the door lock is opened and the alarm is triggered, the probability of retreating is extremely high.

Even if Duan Zhengdang found a copper basin, he and Jin Douzi hugged one, ready to knock on the basin when someone came.

"Are they here for our money?" Duan Zheng asked.

"He killed our two guards without entering the yard, I'm afraid he didn't come for money." Father Duan said.

People who want to make money just want to get money, even if they are afraid of guards, they will probably stun them, there is no need to kill them.

And being able to kill them with one blow showed that the two of them were not weak in martial arts, so they didn't look like thieves, but assassins.

When he was in the carriage, Rong Zhuo couldn't help but think about what he had experienced in Jiangfu earlier.

The same extraordinary skills, the same murder without blinking an eye...

Although the two groups of people may not be the same group, their behavior patterns are very similar.

Rong Zhuo looked at Rong's mother and Duan's father, and asked, "Mother, uncle, do you have something to hide from us?"

Rong's mother had just finished bandaging Rong Zhuo's wound, when she heard this, she subconsciously glanced at Duan's father with a very sad expression.

"It's your father..." Duan's father said: "He offended someone in the court, and he was afraid that it would affect you in the future, so he asked me to take you and your mother to avoid it first." But Rong's father didn't say anything You would have thought that the other party would attack so quickly, and so blatantly.

"Brother..." Mother Rong said.

"We can't hide the matter from him now, besides, Xiao Zhuo is not a child anymore, if it wasn't for him, we would have been decapitated by now." Father Duan looked at Rong Zhuo, sighed, "Your father didn't dare to tell you because he was afraid that you would be afraid, and the more you don't know about this kind of thing, the safer it will be."

When Rong Zhuo heard the words, he suddenly realized, and many doubts in his heart were also solved.The quarrel between Rong's father and Rong's mother a long time ago, Rong's father's guilt when facing him, Rong's mother's reluctance when he left home... everything seemed to have an explanation.

No wonder Rong's father didn't even bother to ask him about his studies.

Compared with the safety of the family, whether to study or not, and whether the future is not as important as it seems.

Rong Zhuo reached out his hand to touch his pocket, and inside was the letter that Rong's father asked him to take with him carefully.

Reminiscent of the assassin's desperation to chase after the horse just now, Rong Zhuo immediately understood...

The assassins didn't come to kill them, they were looking for something.

Could it be that he was looking for this letter?

"Father, since this is the case, they will definitely come again, let's leave here quickly?" Duan Zheng said.

"If they don't let us go, it will only be more dangerous to leave this place." Father Duan said, "At least there is a place to hide here. Let's all hide in the house and close the door. We can still hold the door with a cupboard. For a while, if someone intercepts and kills you on the road, you will have to wait to die."

When he said this, the room fell into silence again.

"Let's get some reinforcements." Father Duan said and looked at a guard, "You rushed into the city overnight and brought more people."

"Uncle, we only have two guards left, we can't let him go." Rong Zhuo said.

Temporarily ensuring their safety is more important than moving rescuers.

"I'll go." A coachman said.

"No, let me go." Rong Zhuo said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Rong's mother and Duan Zheng immediately objected in unison.

Don't say that he still has injuries on his legs, the way back to the city is so long, and it's still so dark outside, how could they let Rong Zhuo go at ease.

Especially in the eyes of Rong's mother, her son can do nothing but study.

"My lord, I'll go." Jin Douzi said.

"It takes three or four hours to go back and forth from the capital city. It's too far away. And if they are determined not to let us go, it's hard to guarantee that they won't ambush us on the way back to the capital city." Rong Zhuo said, "I have a friend nearby, and they There are many nursing homes at home, and I can ask him for help."

Everyone looked at Rong Zhuo when they heard the words, and heard him continue: "The longer the delay, the more troublesome, they will soon find that there is no one on the horse, and maybe they will be back soon."

Duan's father frowned, as if he was considering whether his method was feasible.

"Will your friend help with such a thing?" Father Duan asked.

"He...should be able to." Rong Zhuo said, "We have nothing else to do right now."

Father Duan hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

It is really not a good idea to go back to the capital to move reinforcements now. Since the other side sent people to intercept and kill them, they probably made arrangements in the capital.

"Xiao Zhuo, let Douzi accompany you." Rong's mother choked up.

"No need, mother, don't worry, I'm good at riding a horse now." Rong Zhuo smiled at her and comforted her: "Let Douzi accompany you, otherwise I don't worry."

As he spoke, he got up and left the room, and before he left, he told Jin Douzi and Duan Zheng to take care of Rong's mother.

At this moment, it began to rain patter outside again.

But Rong Zhuo didn't care about the cold at all, he was afraid of further delay, so he waited for the assassin to come back.

He rushed all the way and went straight to Jiangfu.

Fortunately, he memorized the road, and he didn't go to the wrong place during the night.

"Young Master Rong?" The porter was very surprised when he saw Rong Zhuo.

He glanced at the night outside and asked, "Why are you here at this hour?"

"I have something urgent to find Jiang Shaoqing, please pass it on." Rong Zhuo said.

"It's raining heavily outside, let young master come in and talk first." The porter let someone in, and then said: "It's not a coincidence for young master to come, it's raining too much today, our young master didn't come back."

Rong Zhuo was startled when he heard the words, and hurriedly asked: "What about the bluestone?"

"Master Qingshi left last night." said the doorman.

When Rong Zhuo heard this, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

He had calculated thousands of times, but he didn't expect that Jiang Jiyan and Qingshi were not there.

"Young Master Rong, let's stay here tonight. It's raining so heavily outside, you'll probably get sick if you're exposed to it again." The porter said.

"I..." Rong Zhuo's thoughts turned sharply, and many thoughts flashed through his mind for a while.

It is absolutely impossible to go to the capital, it is too dangerous and too far away.

But what else could he do now?

Borrowing Jiang's guards?

Not to mention whether the housekeeper of Jiangfu would lend it to him, if he did, and then something went wrong, how could he explain to Jiang Jiyan?

Rong Zhuo hurriedly paced back and forth a few times, when suddenly his mind moved.

"Can I borrow you to read a letter?" Rong Zhuo asked the concierge.

"Of course, the young master is himself." The concierge said and brought him an oil lamp.

By the light of the oil lamp, Rong Zhuo took out the letter from his arms, opened it and read it on the spot.

As expected, the letter was not a letter to his grandfather, but something else.

Looking at the letter, Rong Zhuo couldn't help frowning more and more...

He remembered that the Rong family did not have this ordeal in the original book.

That being the case, there are only two possibilities for this matter to be pursued.

The first possibility is that a certain action of his caused a butterfly effect and triggered this incident.But he has never been involved in the affairs of the court from the beginning to the end, and he doesn't even know about Rong's father's position in the court, so how could he cause such a disaster?

The second possibility is that Father Rong was originally involved in this matter, but according to the direction of the original book, someone temporarily protected him.If this is possible, then Rong Zhuo has to think of one person, and that is the prince.

Although he has no evidence to prove that this matter is related to the prince, according to the direction of the original book, he has now made friends with the prince.This is the only thing that is different from the original book, so the disaster of the Rong family is probably related to this matter.

Right now he has no way to confirm his guess, but the matter has come to this point, he has no other choice...

Rong Zhuo silently rewrapped the letter in oiled paper and put it away.

"My lord, go in and change into clean clothes, and drink some ginger soup to warm yourself up?" the porter said.

"No need." Rong Zhuo thanked him, "If Jiang Shaoqing comes back, please inform him and tell him that I have been here."

After he finished speaking, he borrowed a pen and paper, sketched a map, and marked the hiding places of Rong's mother and the others.

He did this just in case, if he couldn't make it this far or if there was any danger on the way, he would always give Mother Rong and the others a chance.

at the same time.

In the guest room of Qingyin Temple.

Yu Jingdu woke up from the nightmare, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Young Master?" Li Feng was worried about his illness, so he rested on the low couch beside him tonight, now hearing that Yu Jingdu's breathing was a bit stagnant, he hurriedly stepped forward to check, "Are you alright?"

"It's okay." Yu Jingdu waved his hands, and it took a long while before he gradually calmed down his breathing.

He had just dreamed about the little dude, and it was a bad dream.

"My lord, your old disease has become more and more serious recently." Li Feng worried, "Why don't you go back to the palace, it will be better to have the doctor Wu look after you."

"No serious problem." Yu Jingdu said.

"Your Highness doesn't want to go back to the palace?" Li Feng asked.

Yu Jingdu got up and put on his clothes, then walked to the window and pushed it open.

The cold wind from outside suddenly poured in, causing him to cough lightly.

"In a few days, it's the anniversary of the death of the mother and concubine. I don't want to see those people." Yu Jingdu said lightly.

He said this lightly, but Li Feng couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable when he heard it.

In order to fight against the crown prince, their Highness's attitude towards His Majesty has become much better than before.But no matter how he plays "a loving father and a filial son" on the surface, he still can't let go of the past in his heart.

Looking at the night outside, Yu Jingdu felt a little stuffy when he thought of that dream.

He took out the towel that Fang Rongzhuo "cheated" from his bosom, put it between his nose and sniffed it lightly, as if it would make him feel better.

It's a pity that he had been carrying the handkerchief for too long, and it was covered with the smell of medicine on his body, but he couldn't smell the faint scent of the little dandy.

"You go on sleeping, I go out to catch my breath." After Yu Jingdu said that, he put on his cloak and planned to go out.

"Your Highness, it's raining outside, it's cold." Li Feng hurriedly found an umbrella and came out to support him.

"You don't have to follow me." Yu Jingdu took the umbrella and went out.

Li Feng didn't dare to disobey him, but he didn't have the mood to continue sleeping, so he could only wait at the door.

Yu Jingdu came out holding an umbrella, and saw that the sky was already showing signs of getting brighter.

The monks in the temple had already gotten up and began to chant scriptures, Yu Jingdu didn't want to wander around in the temple, so he went straight to the outside of the temple.

He opened the gate of the temple, looked into the distance through the hazy rain, and saw a thin figure climbing up the steps facing the gate of the temple.

It was still early, and because of the rain, Yu Jingdu couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly.

He has always been an indifferent person, and he has no sympathy for most people in this world, so when he looked at that figure, he just looked indifferent, without thinking at all what the reason was for this person to take advantage of the night I also have to climb the mountain in the rain.

He was even a little unhappy because this person disturbed his tranquility.

Yu Jingdu turned around and wanted to go back, but felt a pain in his heart, as if he was pulled by something inexplicable.

He accidentally turned his head to look at the figure not far away again, his eyes froze suddenly, and he saw a sense of familiarity in it.

impossible.

He subconsciously denied it, thinking that this couldn't be the person he thought.

However, as the figure got closer, Yu Jingdu's complexion also changed.

He threw the umbrella in his hand and strode into the rain.

"Rong Zhuo?" Yu Jingdu called softly, as if afraid of shattering the dream in front of him.

The other party paused when he heard the words, and looked up at him, revealing the face that had appeared in Yu Jingdu's dream a moment ago.

The boy on the steps had already been drenched in water, and his forehead was bruised at some point. He looked embarrassed and pitiful at the moment.He was obviously taken aback when he saw Yu Jingdu, and then his eyes lit up as if he saw a life-saving straw.

Yu Jingdu stepped forward and pulled him back, eyes filled with disbelief.

The boy's arms were cold from the rain, and his lips were blue from the cold.

Yu Jingdu didn't care about other things, he directly pressed the man in his arms, and used the cloak to help him block the rain that kept falling.

"Why are you here?" Yu Jingdu asked.

"Qingshi..." When Rong Zhuo saw him, he was only interested in being happy, but he didn't care about his grievances.Now being hugged like this, I feel that my body, which was almost numb from the cold, gradually regained consciousness, and my heart also softened.

So, Rong Zhuo pursed his lips, and suddenly couldn't help but buried himself in Jingdu's shoulder and burst into tears.

The fear, uneasiness and grievances he had accumulated all the way, at the moment of being hugged by him, surged into his heart without warning.

No one knows how he got here.

The night rain in late autumn was too cold. When he was riding the horse, the rain fell on his face, which was cold and painful.

And because he was too scared, he fell off his horse once on the road, and when he climbed a mountain, he slipped and broke his head.

What he is most afraid of is that he will be lost, just like when he went to Jiangfu, no one will be found.

But at the moment when his strength was almost exhausted, Yu Jingdu appeared.

Rong Zhuo nestled in his arms, almost suspecting that this was a dream he imagined from being frozen stupid...

"We met bad guys...they want to kill us." Although Rong Zhuo was wronged, he didn't forget the business, he looked up at Yu Jingdu with sobs, and said to him: "Our two guards were killed by them, My mother and uncle are still hiding... I went to Jiang Shaoqing and asked him to help, but he was not at home..."

As he spoke, the young man couldn't help feeling wronged, and buried his head on Yu Jingdu's shoulder again.

Yu Jingdu frowned, and took him into the temple in his arms.

When Li Feng saw his Highness bringing Rong Zhuo in, he was dumbfounded.

He couldn't help suspecting that he was dreaming, and wondered if this young master Rong had fallen from the sky?

"Go and get some hot water and ginger soup, hurry up." Yu Jingdu ordered to him.

Li Feng didn't dare to delay, he hurriedly went to prepare.

"Take off the wet clothes first." Yu Jingdu didn't care about other things, even forgot to avoid taboos, and directly helped Rong Zhuo take off the wet clothes from his body, and then took a blanket to wrap him up.

"I have a letter in my pocket." Rong Zhuo was so cold that his voice was trembling, "You take the letter to His Royal Highness Banyan King and ask him if he can help save my mother and the others. Won't be coming back..."

Yu Jingdu was startled, and instead of going to get the letter, he carried Rong Zhuo who was wrapped in a blanket to the couch, and took a clean handkerchief to help him dry his hair.

The boy's black hair was wet and scattered on his body, his face was pale from the cold, and he looked a bit sickly beautiful.

But Yu Jingdu didn't have the heart to appreciate it at all at the moment, his movements were gentle and slow, but his eyes were filled with irrepressible sternness.

"Where are your mother and the others, do you remember?" Yu Jingdu asked.

"I remember, is there a pen and paper? I can draw it."

When Yu Jingdu heard this, he went to find him a pen and paper.

Rong Zhuo took the pen, only to realize that his hand was so cold that he couldn't hold the pen at all.

Seeing this, Yu Jingdu took his hand and held it in the palm of his hand, rubbing it slowly, trying to help him regain consciousness.

"You send the letter to His Royal Highness Yan Wang first. I guess the person who harmed us may have something to do with the prince. Although I'm not sure...but His Royal Highness Yan Wang should be willing to help us?" Rong Zhuo said anxiously: "Can you Can't... help me to intercede with him..."

"Yan Wang got up late, and he is probably still sleeping at the moment." Yu Jingdu said: "I am very familiar with his guards, don't worry..."

As he spoke, he put the pen into Rong Zhuo's hand, then hugged him from behind, wrapping one hand around Rong Zhuo's hand holding the pen.

In this way, Rong Zhuo's hands are not as weak as before.

With the help of Yu Jingdu, he finally managed to draw a map and marked the location of Jiangfu on it for reference.

"Stay still." Yu Jingdu pulled the quilt over him again, and then walked out of the room with the map.

Outside, Li Feng had just made ginger soup and brought it over.

"Take a few people, bring them out, and settle them down." Yu Jingdu took Jiang Tang and gave the map to Li Feng.

"just in case……"

"There's no chance, bring him out alive." Yu Jingdu said.

Hearing this, Li Feng hurriedly nodded yes, and then hurriedly left with the map.

Yu Jingdu brought the ginger soup into the room, watched Rong Zhuo slowly finish the ginger soup, and his complexion looked a little better.

Afterwards, he walked to the wet clothes that Rong Zhuo had changed out of, and found the letter inside.

"Can I take a look?" Yu Jingdu asked him.

"Look, after reading it, hand it over to His Royal Highness the Banquet King for me." Rong Zhuo said, "My father gave it to me, he didn't want me to know, and even told me that it was a letter to grandpa, so I opened it secretly of……"

Yu Jingdu opened the letter and glanced at it, his expression didn't change.

After a while, he put down the letter, went out again, and ordered the secret guards to go back to the capital to keep an eye on Rong's father, lest Rong's father be in danger.

Rong Zhuo calmed down a little now, his complexion was no longer so pale, but he still looked a little sick, as if he had caught a cold.

Yu Jingdu walked to the side of the bed and sat down, reached out and touched his forehead, his complexion was very ugly.

"Qingshi, when will His Royal Highness Yanwang wake up?" Rong Zhuo asked.

"You came to him because you want to join him?" Yu Jingdu asked.

Rong Zhuo thought for a while and said, "I don't know who to turn to."

Hearing this, Yu Jingdu didn't continue to ask, but instead said: "I asked his guards to find your mother and the others, you don't have to worry."

"Really?" Rong Zhuo's eyes lit up when he heard this, "He woke up in a while, won't blame you?"

"No." Yu Jingdu said casually: "Leave him alone, I have someone get hot water, you should take a hot bath first, or you will be sick."

Rong Zhuo hurriedly nodded obediently upon hearing this.

However, it didn't mean that Jing Du spoke again, he tilted his body and lost consciousness.

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