Dressed like a deadly enemy

In the spacious carriage, three people sat in a corner, silent.

Mu Cheng looked at Lu Junzhuo, then at Junji, the atmosphere was oppressive, he couldn't help but yelled at Lu Junzhuo first: "Come here!"

Ignoring him, Lu Junzhuo turned his head to the side, and sometimes he also felt strange, could Mu Cheng tolerate Ah Zhuo's ignorance just because he looked like Junji?

He didn't move, but Jun Ji had already taken off his mask, and threw his hands in front of him, his face was frighteningly dark.

"Son of Heaven, Son of Heaven, don't be angry, it's my fault this time."

Junji turned his head and ignored him, and after a while he snorted coldly: "You can't even surrender to a slave, don't tell me you are from the Mu family, lest you lose face of Taibo."

He didn't even mention himself, which shows that he was very angry.

Lu Jun picked up the mask with one hand, held it in his hand and looked at it repeatedly, the corners of his lips raised, as if he was very happy: "This crown dress is too complicated, I don't know how to take it off, it took me half an hour to put it on, if you Don’t hurry up, we’ll be in Taicheng soon.”

He turned his head and smiled at Mu Cheng, "Cousin, come here."

"Who is your cousin? Your deed of sale is still in my hands."

Mu Cheng said angrily, but he didn't dare to take it easy, he also knew that the Emperor's Mianfu was undone and put on, and it would be too late if he moved slowly.

He stood up, and was able to walk in the car with a slight arch. He walked up to Lu Junzhuo, pulled him up, and said angrily, "See if I don't punish you when I return home!"

Lu Junzhuo let him untie it in a hurry for a while, and finally untied the black nine-pattern crown robe. He was already sweating profusely, "That's all."

He turned around and said softly to Jun Ji: "The white gauze is fine? The emperor changed the brown clothes and put on the crown clothes, and will change when he returns to Taicheng."

At this moment, the gate of Jinlong Terrace was already seen from afar, and Mu Shuo had already sent someone outside the car to tell him to go back home.

Junji was also in a hurry, and hurriedly put on the black robe and covered his knees, Mu Cheng helped him put on the twelve-pronged crown, looking back, Lu Junzhuo had already put it on, and was leaning on the car wall looking at them with a half-smile .

"What are you looking at, get out of the car quickly."

Mu Cheng shook his sleeves and got out of the carriage first, Lu Junzhuo followed behind him, paused when he reached Jun Ji, and said softly in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Be careful of the Emperor Sword."

Jun Ji wanted to ask for more details, but he had already easily jumped out of the carriage. The Mu family had sent horses to his young master. As a horse slave, Lu Junzhuo had to lead the horse for his young master as a matter of course.

At this time, Bafu dared to speak out, and called out "Son of Heaven" in a small voice.

There was no response from the inside of the car for a long time, so he waved his hand and signaled Yiwei to move on, until he entered the gate of Taicheng, the car curtain responded softly, "Yes."

The eight blessings are full of joy, and the real emperor has finally returned. Although the fake emperor is kind, he is a fake after all.

As soon as Lu Junzhuo stepped into Mu Cheng's yard, something flew towards him. He picked it up casually. It turned out to be a carving knife. Just now, Mu Cheng was scolded by his grandfather for copying scriptures and policies. For carving knives, bamboo slips, etc., the anger value rose in a straight line.

At this time, some people have started to use pen and ink to record things, but the aristocratic family still prefers to punish their children to use carving knives. Every noble son must have one or two hands to carve bamboo slips.

"Young master, why should you be so angry? We've changed back now, let's play next time." Lu Junzhuo put the carving knife on the desk, and found a futon to sit on.He was willing to be a slave to Mu Cheng and lead a horse, but he didn't want to treat himself as a slave.

"Let me ask you, why didn't you pass the news to me that day, and entered Taicheng on your own initiative?"

After Mu Cheng knelt and sat on the desk, he looked up at him and didn't care about his offense.

"I look so much like the emperor, so I naturally want to meet the queen mother."

"Don't be wishful thinking. The previous king only had one son, the Son of Heaven. I have never heard of other children."

Seeing that he was about to take off his mask, Mu Cheng quickly stopped him, "Looking at your face, I dare not let you serve me."

It turned out that Mu Cheng really looked at him differently because of his looks, and treated him differently from other servants.

"It's none of your business, you don't need to wait on me."

Mu Cheng waved his hand impatiently and carved bamboo slips behind the table alone.

"You really don't need my help?" Lu Junzhuo stood up, "Then I'll go out for a while."

After hearing this, Mu Cheng looked up at him: "It's getting so late, where are you going, don't think about running away, a fugitive slave can't get out of Yaodu."

"Young master gives me food and clothing, and can pretend to be the emperor. Such a good thing, are you afraid that I will run away?"

"You don't follow Wen Shang because of eating and drinking, do you?"

Wen Shang was Ah Zhuo's first master, and he chose the name casually. He was a rich man from Yuanzhou Island in the south, and he had all kinds of obedient slaves in his hands.However, he seemed to want to sell Ah Zhuo very much, so Mu Cheng got it with only a few bronze swords.

"You will know in the future." Lu Junzhuo replied with a smile, how could a child like Mu Cheng know that some people sold themselves into slavery in order to survive.

He went out of the courtyard and looked up. Under the night, Mu Mansion stood quietly in the most prosperous area of ​​Yaodu. Standing on a high place, he could still see the lights of thousands of families in Yaodu.

He walked down the steps and walked along the road, the lights were brightly lit, servants came and went, it was Haishi, and he was still so busy, it seemed that there was a banquet ahead.A person came in front of him, that person staggered like a drunk, but he was dressed in the clothes of a servant of the Mu family. When he walked past Lu Junzhuo, he looked up at him and quickly knelt down in fright.

Ok?

Lu Junzhuo was puzzled, when did she become so scary?

"Forgive me, I...I'm going to get out of here..." Before Lu Junzhuo could react, the man really hugged his head, curled up into a ball and rolled away.

Could it be that Jun Ji did something to him?

Lu Junzhuo stood where he was, and happened to be meditating in the shadow of the pillars. It seemed that Jun Ji was not as knowledgeable and courteous as he appeared on the surface.

No one stopped him when he left the gate of Mu Mansion, and he could come in and out freely, which is more convenient now.

Yun Mansion is not far from Mu Mansion, two streets away, when Lu Junzhuo followed Mu Cheng back to the mansion, Yun Feitan followed behind their team.The Yun family is somewhat different from other aristocratic families. Yun Feitan's father voluntarily resigned and returned to his hometown when he was promoted to Taishi, and returned to Yuncheng, the Yunfu in Yaodu. Only Yunfeitan lived as a master, and the rest were servants. He seldom lives in the mansion, he either lives in Chongwenge or Taixue, and he hasn't been back to his home for a long time.

When he came back tonight, he saw that the servants were still performing their duties and kept the mansion in order. He nodded with satisfaction and returned to the main courtyard. His servants brought hot water for him to wash. These are the old rules. It was so late when he returned home, he had to wash up before doing other things.

When he came out with ease, the old housekeeper had just set up dinner, he had been busy all day and forgot to eat, and only then did he feel hungry.