Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain [Comprehensive]

"Beauty, come with me, and keep your delicious and spicy food. This king will properly arrange for your family, so you don't need to sell these flowers and plants. It's hard work."

On the main street, people come and go.

The pretty girl in pink looked in horror at the young man who was getting closer and closer with a face full of blood, and huddled in the corner crying while hugging her old mother trembling. "Don't come here! Don't come here... Mom, woo..."

The old man jumped forward and hugged the luxuriously dressed boy's leg, crying with snot and tears, "Master, please let my Lan'er go! She really can't go! Master! Please let us go!"

The people on the street surrounded him, some of them were well-informed, and when they saw the Lord's attire, they all ran away quickly.

"Who is this person? At the foot of the emperor, there is no law to rob people's daughters!"

"Are you from out of town?" The person who was asked looked back at the situation over there, walked a little further, and said angrily, "Who else can it be? Let me tell you, don't say this is just closer to the capital." Even if it is really the capital, people are not afraid of him. He is Wang Fa! Do you understand? He is the emperor's favorite son... surnamed Zhuzi Tianzhao, ranked thirteenth in the imperial palace."

"Is there no one who can take care of him? This is simply..." Immortal, shameless.

"Who dares to care about the emperor's son? I heard that His Highness is the emperor's favorite candidate for the crown prince. Who dares to mess with the future emperor? How dare you?"

"Hey hey. Don't dare."

"Who here doesn't know his character. It's under the guise of coming here to observe the people's sentiments, but as far as I have seen, this is not the first time that this kind of robbery of women is not the first time. But some of them can be bought with gold and silver before. Today This, tsk, this little girl is too stubborn. Maybe she can't bear it and walk around. I've lived here for so long, and I haven't seen one, and this Merry Highness can't take it away."

"Ugh."

"They have power and power. Who in the world is bigger than the emperor. Even if they have a grievance, there is no way to complain." The person who asked the question kindly said, "Hurry up, go, you and me ordinary people, please don't get into this trouble!"

Then he walked away.

But there was a muffled bang over there.

"what!"

Then there was a scream from the crying girl.

An old man in a rag shirt held a wooden stick with a panicked expression. When he saw blood dripping from it in a daze, his whole body trembled. The wooden stick slammed against his feet, shaking all over his body.I don't know whether to be angry or scared.

The old woman who was holding Lan'er tightly stared blankly at the motionless person lying on the ground, her voice was a little broken, almost shaking into a sieve, "Father, you, you killed someone. You killed..."

Lan'er's father knelt down, couldn't help stretching out his hand to check his breath, limp on the ground, and suddenly slurred his speech from fright, "Dead, dead...I killed, I killed..."

Those who knew his details, and saw that something happened to His Majesty's most beloved Thirteenth Highness, all of them turned pale with fright, as far as possible, for fear that it would implicate themselves.I didn't dare to report to the palace for a while.

How dare you?

Do you want to tell the emperor that his prince robbed a civilian girl, but was beaten to death by an old man with a stick and died on the spot?

For a while, Zhu Tianzhao was lying there, and no one cared about him.The ground was stained with blood.

"Lan'er, run! Let's run!" The beating father stood up tremblingly, helped his wife and daughter, and ran away in a hurry.

The original troublemakers scattered like birds and beasts.Zhu Tianzhao's domineering here has already made them dissatisfied.This time he was killed, and they were already rejoicing.

If this person was in an ordinary family, he must be a prodigal who knows nothing but prostitution!He was blinded by the current emperor lard, and liked him very much.If the world is in his hands, I am afraid that Daming will not be far from defeat.

It's better to be dead, and it's better to be dead.

……

The cold wind quickly blew over, and even the clouds began to surge.When the noon sun dimmed, Jiang Chen opened his eyes.

The back of his head was throbbing with pain. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and when he touched the scab, fresh blood began to flow out again.The wet touch on his hands made him accustomed to it.

He supported the corner of the wall and stood up slowly, his eyes blurred for a while.The neatly bundled hair at the back of his head was already clumped together with blood.

He stretched out his hand to undo the bun, and when he touched the wound, he frowned slightly.If it is an enemy chasing and killing, it should be a dagger or a long sword.The injury on the back of the head was only caused by brute force. Although it can be fatal, it doesn't look like seeking revenge in the rivers and lakes.

This body also doesn't have any martial arts internal strength.He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the antique buildings around him. Looking at the style of these buildings and the clothes of passers-by, it should be during the Ming and Song Dynasties...

It's just that something went wrong. Now, he can't be sure what the original owner went through... He doesn't have any memory.

With a slight movement, the wound on the back of the head was pulled.I don't know if it was an illusion, but when he touched his own skull, it felt a little soft, could it be broken?

Holding on to the wall, he walked around a few streets, farther away from the scene of the incident, looked around, and found a medicine shop to enter.The boss saw a young man with disheveled hair coming in, and smelled the faint smell of blood, so he came up to meet him worriedly and said, "Hey? This is it, young man, is he injured? We have the best medicine for golden sores here!"

Jiang Chen touched his waist, but found no money, wondering if he should sigh, took off the jade pendant from his waist, and handed it to the boss.Because he didn't speak ancient Chinese often for many years, his voice was slow, but still quite clear. When he spoke, there was a strange rhythm, "Thank you."

Seeing that his face was pale, the boss quickly went to get the medicine, and shook his head slightly at the jade, "My lord, this jade is too precious. I'd better put it away. You look like you are not an ordinary person, come out today I forgot to bring the money. Forget it, I don’t worry about you owe it, when you get back to the house and get the money, just come and report the account.”

Jiang Chen took the medicine and put the jade on the table, "I don't like to owe people anything. It's better to settle the matter."

"This... Young Master, this is really too expensive."

Jiang Chen was silent for a while, and made a little estimate of the prices in this era, "Plus Sanqi, Danggui, Huaruishi, and Mingxiacao, ten dollars each."

The boss's eyes lit up, and he immediately knew that he not only knew the value of this piece of jade, but also had research on herbal medicine. Fortunately, he didn't make any small moves in front of him. I'll grab the medicine for you."

When Jiang Chen walked out with the medicine bag, a group of horses rushed towards the door.Flying dust raged.

They wore long gowns with black background and red border, and wore gauze caps with rather weird styles on their heads.According to Jiang Chen's memories of similar eras, there is no guard in any dynasty with similar outfits.It must not be the world of official history.

The boss of the medicine hall leaned in front of the door and looked at it, with a disgusted expression on his face.

"they are……"

"?" The boss looked at him a little strangely, "Young master, don't you know about the court affairs?"

"...My health is not good, I stay at home all year round, and I don't know much about him."

"Oh, it's no wonder. That's Dongchang Fanzi. A close confidant of Liu Xi, the great eunuch of the dynasty."

"East Factory?"

"...It's a secret service agency. Hey, I don't know how many good ministers in the world have fallen into their hands. If this continues..." The boss shook his head and advised, "Since you are new here, listen to me and walk outside. If you encounter Dongchang, avoid it if you can.”

Near the capital city, Dongchang has almost covered the sky with one hand.As for the great eunuch Liu Xi, he is known as nine thousand years old.Although he is an eunuch, he is still below one person and above ten thousand people.Ordinary people can't beat him at all.

"Thank you for your advice. I will pay attention to it." He carried the medicinal materials and found an inn to take a seat.With such an injury, it is obviously impossible to leave immediately.

When the girl in the green skirt upstairs saw him, she was obviously stunned for a moment. Seeing that this was a living person, she couldn't help but look around, and then closed the door.

After she closed the room, Jiang Chen looked up.Perhaps an acquaintance of the original owner.However, he doesn't know much.Or should I say, I don't know it at all.

The bright moon hangs high, and the night is boundless.

Jiang Chen sat at the table, tidied up the wound medicine, scissors, and gauze on the table, and went out to empty the red-stained water basin.Several circles of gauze were wrapped around his head, and his hair was untied and could not be tied up at all.The only fortunate thing is that after the wound was treated with medicine, the bleeding has stopped.It's just because the body lost too much blood and the head was injured, so it's still a little groggy now.

He leaned on the edge of the table and got up, cut the lantern and blew it out.

The extinguishment of the lights seemed to make the surroundings quiet for a while.

Jiang Chen's habits developed over the years made him aware of a murderous intent in this silence.Even without martial arts, one can still feel the breath of death.

When he dropped the bed curtain, his eyes were cold.

After an unknown period of time, a small bamboo tube was inserted into the window screen, and thick white smoke came out of the tube.

The door was pushed open gently.

The visitor looked at the silent bed, the two looked at each other, nodded, a bit of coldness flashed in their eyes, they clenched their long knife tightly, and moved closer.

A bright cold light flashed across the bed, and the bed veil was torn apart by the blade, piercing straight at the figure on the bed.

One piece is soft.

Obviously not the tactile sensation when stabbing a human body.

"Fraud!!!"

Jiang Chen turned from the inside, grabbed the long knife, and swung it backhand.

Very fast, very fast.

It was like a cold light.It doesn't seem like the speed of a person without martial arts.

The masked man who approached first had already collapsed.

Seeing this, the people behind him were startled for a moment, thinking of their mission on this trip, they rushed over with their swords raised.

The chances of the thirteen princes being single are not many, if they can't kill him smoothly during this trip, how will they explain to their master.

What is exasperating is that it is clearly rumored in the market that he has been beaten to death, so why is he still standing here alive.

Jiang Chen pursed his lips tightly, covered the bloody gauze that was removed from his head with one hand to block the smoke, and sliced ​​open other people's weapons with a horizontal knife.It's just that he only has moves but no internal strength, and the injury is still on the head, so he can't control his body very well.Compared with these professional killers, it is still a bit stretched.

There was a sound of thud, and two more killers lay down.

Jiang Chen already felt the wound on his head open.The scene in front of me became a little blurry.

"He's dying, come on!" Someone said in a low voice.

The oncoming knife light suddenly became dense.

Jiang Chen's fingertips tightened, his brows were cold, but the mind in his eyes was still a little loose.

There was a bang in the room, exploding thick smoke.

When he felt his arm being pulled by someone, he swung his long knife over immediately, and the person who was pulling him gasped, obviously startled by him, and reprimanded softly after hiding, "Follow me quickly, Do you want to die here!"

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