The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

When Han Ran left the palace, he saw Yu Jin waiting under a tree not far away.

In winter, the trees are bare and only the branches are left, but because the snow falling on the branches has not melted yet, the ugly trees that are so common have become Qiongzhiyushu, which is exceptionally beautiful.

The young man standing next to the tree is tall and straight, with clear eyes, more attractive than Yushu.

Han Ran hesitated for a while and walked over.

"The prince hasn't left yet?"

"Wait for Master Han to go together."

Han Ran touched his nose.

King Yan speaks really directly.

In his role as the commander of the Jinlinwei, the ministers stayed away, and few would move forward, especially openly.

"Lord, please first."

Yu Jin's good-looking eyes curled up with a smile: "Does Han adults return to the Yamen?"

Han Ran subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the sky, and said vaguely: "I want to return."

Not long after the genius came, I couldn't go straight home to drink tea.

"That Xiao Wang happened to be with you."

Han Ran was puzzled.

Yu Jin explained with a smile: "Isn't my father ordered me to eliminate the bad influence caused by the princess and cousin within three days? I want to talk to him."

Han Ran glanced at Yu Jin, full of deep distrust.

Is it really just a chat? For him to have such a relative who can't beat him but stabs out a big basket, he can't wait to break his neck.

No matter what he thought, Han Ran couldn't refuse Yu Jin's request, so he nodded.

With Han Ran's arrangement, Yu Jin quickly saw Uncle Dou.

At this time, Uncle Dou Biao slapped the eggplant, and saw Yu Jin's eyes lit up: "Master, you are finally here to save me!"

The last time I went to the Bofu to find my sister to ask for money, I knew that my sister had lived in the Yanwang Mansion. He had quietly guarded outside the palace and knew that the young man in front of him was Yan Wang, his cousin-niece.

Speaking of it, he is sad. He can't forget the terrible scene of his niece waking up at night and gesturing scissors underneath him, so that he dare not even climb the door of the palace.

It is also because of this that there is no money to spend. Someone gives him money and this is the heartbeat...

"Save you?" Yu Jin smiled coolly.

Uncle Dou Biao only felt a cold neck and shrank back.

"You do evil in the name of your concubine, and still expect this king to save you? It would be nice not to cut off your restless rotten roots and send them to the palace."

Dou Biao suddenly paled, his eyes full of horror looking at Yu Jin.

Cut it off... he can't hear these two words at all now!

Yu Jin clasped his hands and pressed the press, and said impatiently: "Let's do this, according to my request to keep you alive, if not—"

Uncle Dou Biao was horrified by the murderous intent in the opponent's eyes and nodded blankly.

Two quarters later, Yu Jin left the Jinlinwei Yamen and went to the place where the incident occurred.

Another snow fell, and the dark red blood stains on the stone road had long been covered, as if nothing had happened, but the topic of people living nearby could not do without this, and as the winter was boring, it spread more and more.

The gossip about the royal family members is really fascinating...

Yu Jin walked all the way and listened to the gossip.

"I think the lady of the Li family died in vain. Tsk tsk, that person is a relative of Princess Yan, who has a big backing."

"Didn't Jinlinwei's master take him away? Jinlinwei doesn't care about love, right?"

"Then it depends on who is right. Of course you don't care about us. Can you not care about Princess Yan's relatives? The officials will protect you. Look at it. In the end, it must be released silently.

"Poor Li Dalang only came back today. Hearing that his wife was gone, he vomited blood and passed out to death. He woke up struggling to beg for justice, but he was held back by some kind of talk..."

"By the way, the Li family's younger brother was not taken away that day, how do they plan to house the child?"

"Who knows, it's always the Li family's family that is ruined and killed, committing evil..."

Yu Jin's face became colder and colder listening to these rumours.

Even if he didn't promise in front of the emperor Lao Tzu, he could not let the matter ferment.

He is an idle prince, and he doesn't care about fame, but he can't. This world is very harsh on women.

Yu Jin stood still in the corner, and Long Dan leaned in immediately: "Master, shall we begin?"

"Ok."

With a wave of Long Dan's hand, a group of people lined up in the street, knocking the gong in their hands.

The extremely boring people suddenly came from all directions, and the experienced ones were still holding horses under their armpits.

A group of people had enough strength to knock on the gong, three layers inside and three layers outside, layered on top of each other, and more and more people watched the excitement.

"What's going on?" the person who arrived late asked eagerly, tiptoe.

"I don't know yet." The person asked patted the person in front of him. "Brother, what happened inside?"

Before shooting, I finally heard back: "Still knocking on the gong, nothing else for the time being."

Everyone quickly exchanged their eyes, excited: Based on experience, there is going to be a big gossip!

The sound of gongs and drums finally stopped, and the team took chairs from nowhere and set up in the middle of the enclosed field.

The sound of the gongs and drums stopped, instead, people who couldn't see the situation inside the outermost part were anxiously scratching their heads and poking the people in front: "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

"The chairs are piled up one by one, as if they are taking a high ladder."

"Using a chair to build a high ladder? Isn't it a trick?"

Soon the people on the outside stopped asking. The chairs in the center of the field were stacked higher and higher, reaching a height of two feet in the blink of an eye, enough for people inside and outside to look up and see clearly.

At the top of the chair ladder stood a thin man. Someone threw a chair up. He steadily caught it, carefully placed the chair, turned over and jumped to a new height.

The crowd around the audience applauded.

Seeing that the chair ladder had reached a height of more than three feet, the audience was silent.

If you fall from this height, people will be killed, so they should watch them quietly, and don't frighten people because of the loudness.

But the person standing in the air is not at all nervous.

He is the best actor in the city, and what he is best at is this. Such a height is nothing to him. As long as he completes today's task, the reward is enough for the juggler class to earn three years.

"At this height, no matter how many people are around, you can see it inside and outside, right?" Yu Jin said lightly.

Long Dan wiped his face: "The humble post feels that everyone outside the city can look at it."

The height of the city wall is only two or three feet tall.

This method can only be imagined by the prince.

Yu Jin raised his head with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth: "That's good."

Now that it has spread, the bigger the noise, the better.

It's not too big to watch the excitement, and he doesn't dislike the excitement.

The actor in midair stood firmly on the chair ladder and looked around, clasping his fists at the onlookers.

Onlookers concentrating and holding their breath, looking forward to his next move.

The actor stretched out his hand and took out something from his arms and threw it out abruptly. A long strip shook open in the wind, and the black characters on the blue background were very conspicuous.

"What's written on it?" the illiterate asked anxiously.