The return of the national teacher warp speed

Lan Jue raised her chin slightly: "Are you sure?"

Chu Xiang replied: "Whether there is or not, you are the lord of a country, and you will not be shaken by this kind of pretentious things. What we need to worry about is what is the purpose of this incident, and there will still be pure accidents. follow-up"

"Then what if they frame the country's lord? Make false evidence—"

"Since it's fake, I have a way to prove it." Chu Xiang said.His eyes were full of smiles, and the spring breeze was blowing on the willows, as if he was just talking about an outing.

Before Yang Feng could say anything, Lan Jue had already raised his hand in advance, stopping what he wanted to say, and turned to Chu Xiang, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "What solution do you have?"

"Your Majesty, just leave it to me." Chu Xiang replied with a smile.

……

After talking to Lan Jue, Chu Xiang was not in a hurry, he always dared to think, even if there was only one guess, he could grasp it keenly, and the pace of life in ancient times was so slow, so Chu Xiang really didn’t think about it. in a hurry.

Now there are two possibilities, one is that this time it is aimed at Lan Jue, and it is the people of East Tang who are causing trouble, and the other is that the assassin just ended up dirty and fell on Lan Jue, which is just a coincidence.

As for whether Lan Jue believes him or not, Chu Xiang doesn't care much, because Lan Jue has not handed over his secret manpower to him so far, which shows that Lan Jue still has room for self-protection. As for how to win the trust of the future monarch Chu Xiang never thinks about it—the days are long and the time has passed enough to show his sincerity.

He pulled Chu Hexing, and in just a few days, the little girl had grown fleshy. Even if Lan Jue was ridiculed as the lord of the country, the people in the post house still did not dare to neglect. It is also far better than ordinary people. Today's little girl is wearing a pink dress, tied with a croissant, and decorated with newly bloomed flowers.

Chu Xiang touched her forehead, and said to her: "In the future, you should pay more attention to your words and deeds, don't swear, and be kind to people, don't seem to be desperate with people at any time..."

He recalled what Yang Feng told him last night, and said: "The iron guard chief, you can't beat it even if you try your best. At this time, you have to understand a truth, you can bend and stretch, and you can't always fight tit for tat."

Chu Hexing bared his white teeth and greeted him with a smile: "Okay, I know, brother."

"Also, you can't treat Lan Guozhu like big or small." Chu Xiang said with a straight face.

Chu Hexing was wronged: "Oh..."

Chu Xiang's heart softened, and she continued to rub the little girl's head: "Because, that is a respectable person."

"Brother, don't be fooled!" Chu Hexing exhorted extremely worriedly, "Many nobles say one thing with their mouths and another behind their backs! It's strange to see that king's attitude towards his brother!"

"Is there?" Chu Xiang laughed. In the past, he didn't do any serious things in this world, except reciting poems and composing Fu, that is, listening to some gossip news about nobles. The Lord of the Western Tang Dynasty is also famous among the princes However, although the Western Tang Dynasty is a small country, its lord has made great military exploits, so Chu Xiang thinks that he understands Lan Jue's basic personality well enough.

The most famous one is the Battle of Shaqiu Pass eight years ago, when the foreign races were in turmoil and invaded Dongzhou. At that time, the border area was full of smoldering flames. If the foreign races could not be repelled, it would collapse like a thousand miles of dikes, and the entire human civilization would be forced to lay its foundations. However, at that time The central government was unable to send troops to suppress it, so it had to ask the princes of various countries to send troops. The first ones to reach the front line were the troops from the Western Tang Dynasty who came all the way from Jinzhou.

The young lord of the country became famous in one battle. He is a nobleman of the above. Although he always said that he was not a nobleman and not educated enough, he never dared to really offend him.

He talked with Chu Hexing for a while, and then asked the key question: "Xiaoxing, can you tell your brother about your parents and how they sold you into a brothel?"

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Tianyan City, the imperial capital, is the most enchanting and extravagant flower on the land of Cathay. She blooms on the blood and bones, and her roots are connected to the deep and dark abyss. This is the pinnacle of power and the eye of the storm in troubled times. There are endless disputes between the countries, but the people in Tianyan City can sing and dance.

Every spring, the nobles of the imperial capital like to talk about the selection of the oiran in the capital. They will vote with flowers in the major dancing and prostitute halls to choose the most beautiful person this spring—not necessarily women, but in some restaurants. A maiden is far more beautiful than a young lady from a noble family.

The most famous dancer in Tianyan City is Jingshan Court, but this year's oiran is not a dancer from Jingshan Court. She is from the Spring River Pavilion. The sound was quiet and lofty, and the dignitaries, literati and scholars sitting under the stage listened to it one after another, wondering if they could hear the true flavor of the song.

Chu Hexing pulled Chu Xiang, mixed in behind the street crowd, and said in a low voice: "The woman on the stage is this year's oiran lady, her name is Bai Mo, and the woman who went to my house to buy me said that she is Mo Niang's maid, and she is Mo Niang. Mother has taken a fancy to me."

This year it was popular for women to dress up as men, and it started with this lady in white ink. This fashion has even spread to the circle of nobles.

Chu Xiang nodded and asked Chu Hexing to go back to the posthouse.

"Brother, why can't I go! I have to follow you, what if you meet bad guys again?"

Chu Xiang couldn't help laughing, looked at the girl who was only as high as her chest, and said, "Even if you meet a bad guy, you're only so small, you can't stop me!"

Chu Hexing was indignant: "Why can't I do it, if we really fight, I can definitely do it!"

"Then how about you help your brother protect Lord Lan?" Chu Xiang said, "Someone wants to kill him now, not me. The person who hurt me didn't succeed, so I won't do any more useless work for the time being, and I am Lord Lan now Killing me is tantamount to publicly offending him, so if you protect him well, it is tantamount to protecting me."

These words were half-truth and half-false, Chu Hexing didn't have the ability to distinguish, so he nodded obediently: "Okay, I will definitely follow him every step of the way!"

I'm sorry Lan Jue!Chu Xiang said silently.

Going to a brothel——In the past, many of Chu Xiang’s colleagues loved time-travel novels, and they discussed that the first place they would definitely go after time-traveling was a brothel!

At that time, Chu Xiang also mocked them: "They are all people who have taken the philosophy class of the new century at Starfleet Academy, can they be a little bit promising!"

Well now, it's his turn to visit the brothel by himself.

The Spring River Pavilion is built along the river. The water pavilions are hollowed out on all sides and hung with veils floating on the river. They are connected by bridges. In the veils, there is a beautiful lady sitting in the veils. Elegant, Chu Xiang felt that, compared to cultural literacy, the talents of these prostitutes and young men are far superior to Lan Guozhu, and if they are not allowed to talk about the theory of four-dimensional space-time tactics, they are also superior to themselves.

It's a pity that he was born at an untimely time.

If it is the interstellar era, just pull out one, so versatile, it will not become the inheritor of the intangible cultural heritage of Chinese studies, at least it will be a film and television superstar popular in half the galaxy, but in this turbulent and dark age, it can only become someone else's plaything, Fate goes with the flow.

Chu Xiang sighed, casually threw a bag of money over, and randomly ordered a woman.

Seeing that he was generous and handsome, the mother of the brothel immediately winked wildly, and didn't let the low-class prostitute that Chu Xiang ordered casually come out, but arranged for a beauty of the rank of an oiran lady on her own initiative.

When the beauty saw Chu Xiang, she couldn't help but feel like a deer. She saw many nobles with fat belly. Today's benefactor is a handsome young man. This lady can't help lamenting her good luck, and even thanked her mother love.

The low-level prostitutes often don't get any good customers, either those nouveau riche who suddenly have money to squander, or some strange customers with special hobbies, and the real oiran lady is not everyone can see, and often pursues a Oiran, it is harder than chasing a noble lady. It is both gift giving and talent competition. That Mo Niang has been playing the piano for a long time, and she only sees guests giving money, but she has never exchanged half a word with them.

Chu Xiang couldn't help but ask, "Who is Mrs. Mo picking up tonight?"

The accompanying woman was slightly disappointed, but she still smiled coquettishly: "My lady has no guests tonight, and my lady will perform for seven days. Young master, I'm not bad, I won't let you down. You only look at Miss Mo, you can I'm going to be jealous."

"Okay, okay." Chu Xiang picked up the wine glass, "Then it depends on you."

Chu Xiang, who sneaked into the brothel, was like a wanderer, not shy at all, and even drinking flower wine with his arms around the oiran, which would not arouse any suspicion—after all, for the culture of the 28th century, this level of physical contact It’s not a big deal. In the several battles that Chu Xiang has experienced, time is tight. If you can find a rare time to take a bath, it is really a race against time. How can there be time to distinguish between men and women? He also helped the captain Shao Yun to clean the mechanical spine When the ashes accumulate in the body, the heart is upright, and everything you see is pure.

It's a pity that the lady who received the guests didn't think so. With a few words, the handsome young man had already touched her heartstrings. However, when she wanted to drag him to the inner room, the young man politely and gently refused, and the move was very generous. It's a pity that the beauty didn't have a spring night, which made the beauty quite regretful.

——Still thinking about Mrs. Mo.The rejected beauty gritted her teeth, resentful in her heart.

Chu Xiang hadn't drank for a long time, and the reason for leaving in a hurry was that he miscalculated his drinking capacity, Starfleet banned alcohol, even if he drank it secretly, he couldn't drink it openly, so now the wine is slightly drunk, and the corners of his eyes and brows are slightly red When Yang Feng opened the door for him, Chu Xiang even winked at him.

Putting her index finger up on her lips: "Shhh, don't tell Junshang... the girl who accompanied me to drink today is really not as good-looking as Junshang."

Yang Feng froze on the spot with his neck stuck, and behind Chu Xiang, Lan Jue hugged his shoulders and raised his eyebrows, not knowing what to think.