The Favoured Medical Princess: 487 Yellow Bird

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The number of guards at the city gate was at least twice as many as usual, and armored Southern Xinjiang troops patrolled nearby from time to time. The atmosphere was very grim.

"Line up! Everyone is lining up for interrogation!" The city gate soldiers scolded angrily, and a pair of pairs looked at them sharply in private.

Ordinary people did not dare to offend the officers and soldiers, nor did they dare to show their anger. They lined up obediently. The long queue was five or six feet long.

Not far away, Ye Yinming and Lang Ma walked side by side, strolling towards the city gate. As they walked, they chatted leisurely about poetry.

The two of them naturally saw the dense flow of people near the city gate and subconsciously slowed down their steps.

Lang Ma raised his eyebrows and said with pretense of confusion: "Brother Ye, it's strange. When I entered the city in the morning, there were not so many people. Isn't today a special day? Why are there so many people leaving the city?"

Ye Yinming raised his eyes and glanced, and wrote lightly: "Brother Lang, I haven't heard yet. It is said that Nanliang spies appeared outside the city. For the sake of caution, the prince ordered an interrogation of the people entering and leaving the city." After a pause, Ye Yinming said disapprovingly, "In fact, from my point of view, since he was from Nanliang who was found outside the city, I am afraid that the other party has already flown away, so how can he still be in the city..." If he was still the secretary of the palace, he would definitely know It’s a pity to have a good discussion with the prince...

Langma smiled unnaturally and said: "Your Majesty, it is always right to be cautious." He looked hesitant, "Brother Ye, since the city gate is under martial law today, why don't we go back ...Maybe the pen vendor will come again in two days."

"But what if he doesn't come." Ye Yinming refused to give up, "It's hard to find a good pen, and that wolf hair is really a good pen that can only be picked out of a thousand!"

Ye Yinming probably felt that he was a little too eager. After coughing dryly, he continued, "Brother Lang, I know you are also afraid of getting into trouble. But don't worry, the city gate soldiers basically all know me... We I just went out of town to buy a pen, and everything will be fine."

Since the incident of promoting the Xiuhui and his sister entering the palace again, Ye Yinming has been abandoned by the students who used to talk about poetry and compose together. However, he also received some unexpected conveniences in his life. Not only did he go to When eating in restaurants, the shopkeepers often flattered him and exempted him from drinking money. Even when he was entering and leaving the city, these city gate soldiers were very polite to him, pointing at him and giving him support.

Langma was happy in her heart, but she looked embarrassed on the outside. After a while, she finally nodded and said, "Then I will go with Brother Ye." As he said that, he quickly turned his head and looked back. He glanced at him and exchanged a look with Tashi Dorje, who was wearing a bamboo hat not far away, indicating that everything was going as planned.

"Thank you so much, Brother Lang." Ye Yinming clasped his fists and thanked him, feeling in his heart that he was lucky to know such a helpful friend.

While they were talking, the two young men had already arrived at the back of the long queue, which was moving forward slowly. Langma was anxious, but could only act calmly, chatting absentmindedly with Ye Yinming.

Tashi Duoji, who was wearing a bamboo hat, lined up a few people away from them, covering half of his face with the wide edges of the bamboo hat. People around him cast inquiring glances at him from time to time, but because the man wearing a bamboo hat He wasn't the only one, but he wasn't particularly eye-catching either.

After about a stick of incense, Ye Yinming and Lang Ma finally followed the team to the city gate.

A dark and fat city gate soldier glanced at the two of them with his shrewd eyes and said solemnly: "Who are you two? Where do you live? What are your names? What are you doing out of the city?"

Ye Yinming's face looked a little ugly. He had just assured Brother Lang that no one would embarrass them as long as he was here. Unexpectedly, he didn't recognize the person guarding the gate today, and he didn't know who he was. Where did it come from? It's so unsightly.

Ye Yinming took out a bamboo plaque from his waist and said, "I am a student of Qingmao Academy."

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Langma's forehead. He tried to remain calm, smiled slightly, and said: "This official, I am not a local of Luoyue City. This is my guide." He took out a piece of paper and tried to calm down.

The city gate soldier looked at him for a moment, then stretched out his hand to pick up the document. Suddenly, a scream came from behind: "Hey, why are you pushing someone?! You are not allowed to leave..."

Several city gate soldiers were attracted by the commotion over there, and saw a man wearing a bamboo hat walking away quickly without looking back, knocking several people away along the way...

"The one in front wearing a hat, stop!" a city gate soldier shouted, but instead of stopping, the other party walked faster and faster, and eventually even started running...

Being like this is suspicious!

The city gate guard on the side hurriedly nodded at a few guards and ordered: "Chase! Capture the suspicious person!"

The people queuing up all around gave in one after another and talked a lot.

Shou Zheng led seven or eight city gate soldiers to swarm in pursuit of Tashi Duoji in front. On the other side, a group of soldiers happened to be patrolling here. When they saw some movement here, they also rushed over, their armors making messy collision sounds as they ran.

There was a commotion in front of the city gate, but the team leaving the city quickly lined up neatly under the orders of the soldiers.

Ye Yinming became a little impatient and urged: "Can we go?"

The city gate soldier holding the road guide in his hand was about to speak when another tall and thin city gate soldier ran over, clasped his fists at Ye Yinming diligently and said with a smile: "Eh? Isn't this Mr. Ye? I'm so rude. !" As he said that, he pointed at the fat black guard and said, "Master Ye, this Li Daniu is new here, so I don't know him. I'm really offended."

Ye Yinming, the city gate soldier, still didn't recognize him, but he couldn't help but think about why this stranger knew him. He just assumed that someone had told him about it, and he couldn't help but straighten his back.

The tall and thin city gate soldier said with a smile: "Daniu, this is Mr. Ye, you must remember it. There is no need to check Mr. Ye's friends."

"I remember it, little one." Li Daniu smiled and clasped his fists at Ye Yinming, then handed the document in his hand back to Langma, "You two young masters, please leave quickly."

Langma quickly put away the false guide and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Ye Yinming still has some uses...

He quickly glanced at Tashi Duoji's back, knowing that the other party would definitely not be able to escape this time. However, once I return to the camp safely, I will definitely give Tashi Duoji credit and bless his family!

The two walked quickly and did not notice that the two city gate soldiers exchanged glances with each other, and the one named Li Daniu left in a hurry.

After leaving the city, Langma was eager to leave immediately, but there was Ye Yinming beside him.

Ye Yinming looked around and saw only a long queue of people waiting to enter the city outside the city gate, as well as people leaving the city one after another.

"Brother Lang, where is the pen vendor you were talking about?" Ye Yinming asked impatiently.

Lang Ma sneered in her heart, but looked around for half a circle calmly, her eyes falling on the bamboo shed not far away. He knew that the bamboo shed was originally a tea shop opened by the Princess of Zhennan. It seemed that it was closed again today due to martial law.

"Brother Ye, that's where I met the vendor in the bamboo shed." Langma pointed to the bamboo shed and said, "He said he would sell pens for one day at the gate of the city today. Maybe he went inside to rest. Right."

Ye Yinming responded and followed Langma into the bamboo shed without any doubt. There were many bamboo curtains hanging around the bamboo shed to block the sun, so as soon as he entered the shed, he felt that the surrounding area was dark.

Ye Yinming glanced around, but saw no one. Just as he was about to turn around and ask again, he caught a glimpse of silver light from the corner of his eye...

Langma's dagger has been aimed at the aorta on Ye Yinming's neck. With just one strike, Ye Yinming will undoubtedly die.

But at the moment when the blade was about to see blood, Langma remembered something, narrowed his eyes, suddenly raised his left hand, and struck Ye Yinming on the back of the neck with his palm.

"Lang..." Ye Yinming just uttered a syllable, and then he felt a pain in the back of his neck, and then his vision went dark, his consciousness became confused, and soon he knew nothing...

Ye Yinming fell straight to the ground. Langma stood aside and looked down at Ye Yinming with cold eyes, and whispered: "You are lucky!"

Langma originally didn't plan to keep him alive, but he suddenly thought that this was not a battlefield after all. It was easy to kill people, but the trouble was the blood spilled. Once blood is stained on the body, it is not easy to clean it off, and the smell of blood on the body is not easy to dissipate. Instead, it will cause him endless trouble.

I still have to keep a low profile at the moment, being able to get away is the most important thing.

Lang Ma opened a bamboo curtain a little and looked outside. After making sure that no one was paying attention, she squatted down next to Ye Yinming, decisively took off the other party's robe, and He dressed up like an ordinary scholar and left the bamboo shed as if nothing had happened.

As for Ye Yinming, who fainted, his mouth was sealed with a cloth strip, his hands and feet were tied, and he huddled in the corner of the bamboo shed in embarrassment.

After leaving the bamboo shed, Langma walked onto the official road. Soon, she caught a ride on a farmer's ox cart... After a while, the ox cart was replaced by a donkey cart... Waiting until dusk At that time, when he came out of a small village, there was a brown horse under his crotch, and he rode away.

He tossed it casually, and a white homing pigeon flapped its wings and flew higher and higher, startling several nearby sparrows to flutter away with their wings.

Looking at the figures of one person, one horse and one pigeon retreating away, a baby-faced young man walked out from behind a big tree, holding a steamed bun in his hand, and muttered: "This Nine Kings are really talented... He scratched the back of his head and said to himself, "By the way, why isn't Uncle Liu here yet? Didn't he say he would take over my class?" You're not trying to coax me, are you? !

Complaining is a complaint, but Feng Xing got on his black horse obediently, clamped his belly under the horse, and chased after him. He carefully kept a certain distance from Langma and used the woods to cover his tracks.

After another half an hour, the sound of wheels and horse hooves came from far behind him, getting closer and closer...

"Drive!"

A familiar voice came from behind, and Feng Xing felt happy. The next moment, he saw a middle-aged man driving a carriage passing him.

Finally I can rest!

Feng Xing slowed down the horse happily and watched the carriage go away. Then he pulled the horse's rope and turned the direction. He thought to himself: This time I have to tell the young master to let me rest for ten days!

Tap tap tap tap...

This time, the dark horse no longer had to suppress himself and ran wildly, turning into a black lightning and attracting the attention of many people passing by.

Feng Xing was very proud of himself. His baby was so handsome, tall and strong, flexible and light, and could travel thousands of miles a day, like the wind and lightning...

With great speed, Feng Xing arrived at Luoyue City before it was completely dark, handed over the road guide, passed the interrogation, and rushed to the Zhennan Palace as soon as he entered the city.

Of course he didn’t go through the main entrance!

Although he has been keeping an eye on the Nine Kings of Nanliang these days, he also learned the location of Guan Yubai's residence from Xiaosi. With his skills, it is simply too easy to sneak into the palace secretly!

Fengxing climbed over the wall and entered, carefully avoiding the guards. Not long after, he arrived at Qingyunwu. He quickly walked across the stone arch bridge over the lake, and then went around to the back of the house. The candlelight in the study was on. It seemed that the young master should be there now. It's in the study room.

Feng Xing walked quietly outside the window. Before he put a hand on the window sill, he heard Xiaosi's cold voice coming from the study: "Go to the front door!"

Fengxing touched his nose, it was really boring, he was discovered again.

He had no intention of trying to please Xiao Si, so he put one hand on the window sill and jumped briskly into the study, shouting with a smile, "Master."

Guan Yubai stood behind the desk and drew. He was wearing a dark blue lake silk Confucian robe, and his black hair was fixed with a white jade bamboo hairpin. He looked elegant and handsome.

He was so focused and focused that he seemed completely unaware of Feng Xing's arrival.

Feng Xing waited for a while and there was no movement. He touched his nose curiously and walked to the desk, craned his neck and took a look.

I saw that the smooth and delicate brushstrokes without hesitation outlined a bird parked on the branch, with a vivid and lively posture. Looking along the bird's smart eyes, under the branch, there was a bird. An emerald green mantis leaps onto the page...

Fengxing almost didn't laugh. One look at this painting and you can tell that it depicts "a mantis swooping over a cicada, with an oriole behind." The young master is really evil... Ahem, no, it's sentimental.

Guan Yubai's fingers lightly tapped the desk. When he saw a bowl of untouched bird's nest porridge placed on the desk, Fengxing's eyes lit up and he picked it up unceremoniously and ate it, completely ignoring Xiaosi's cold eyes. .

After a while, Guan Yubai finally put down the brush in his hand, and Feng Xing's bird's nest was only half drunk. He reluctantly put down the bowl and reported: "Sir, those nine kings have been released at dusk. After catching the carrier pigeon, I believe 'over there' will receive the news soon and send someone to respond."

As he spoke, he paused and said with a salivating face: "Sir, it's not easy for a yellow bird like me to follow a mantis for a long time. Please enjoy a bowl of bird's nest again." As soon as he tasted his tongue, he knew that it was the best. Good blood swallow, fragrant, delicate and smooth. It really deserves to be the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, it's extraordinary when you make a move!

Xiaosi's face became more and more disgusting, and he stared at Feng Xing without blinking, as if to say, you are too thick-skinned.

Fengxing ate his bird's nest nonchalantly, he would not do it if he wanted to save face and suffer the consequences. If such a good bird's nest doesn't fit into his stomach, it would be a waste!

Guan Yubai pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Xiaosi, come with me, let's go see the King of Zhennan."

The candlelight danced, and in the dim yellow light, his beautiful black eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, shining with wisdom and profound light.

Speaking of King Zhennan, he was currently pacing back and forth in the study with a frown on his face, feeling extremely anxious in his heart.

The more chaotic Luo Yuecheng became, the more he was afraid that Guan Yubai would find out, but the situation unknowingly reached an uncontrollable situation.

In fact, he didn't even have anyone to vent his anger on. The Crown Princess had his permission to go to the temple to pray, and her comings and goings were very low-key. He really couldn't blame her for being too public and offending Nanliang. people's attention.

Hey.

Whether it is Nanliang or the emperor, why do they dislike him so much? They always have to cause trouble.

"Your Majesty," the maid in the study, Platycodon grandiflorum, reported outside the door, "Honor An Yi, please see me."

The King of Zhennan felt a thump in his heart. He was really afraid of what might happen... I didn't hear that Marquis An Yi was going out today. How could he know it so quickly...

He really wanted to use his unwellness to get rid of Guan Yu in vain, but this reason sounded too false.

The King of Zhennan sighed and said: "Please come in, Marquis An Yi."

Not long after, Guan Yubai was led to King Zhennan's study. After seeing the ceremony, he sat on the armchair at the bottom.

The maids served tea.

The King of Zhennan greeted enthusiastically: "Master Hou, this willow tea, which is unique to our southern Xinjiang, cannot be tasted in the royal capital."

After thanking Guanyu, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip, praising, "It's slightly bitter but sweet, and the fragrance is pleasant. It's really different."

The King of Zhennan smiled and said: "If the Marquis likes it, I will send some to Qingyunwu later."

Guan Yubai put down the tea cup and said with a smile: "Thank you, Your Majesty." He paused and said, "Your Majesty, I heard that martial law was imposed again in Luoyue City today, but what happened?"

The King of Zhennan looked unhappy, sighed, and said: "Hey, Lord Marquis, you know, Nanliang has been really arrogant recently. They were blocked by A Yi in Huiling City, so they wanted to use the imperial concubine. To threaten A Yi is really too much of a deception. Naturally, I cannot tolerate it and must investigate it strictly, but it has disturbed the peace of the Marquis."

This time, Guan Yubai was not as easy to talk to as before. He thought for a moment and said: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for speaking frankly. Nanliang has become so arrogant, is there really no problem with the war in Huiling City?"

The king of Zhennan was so excited that he laughed twice and said: "Master Hou, as long as Ayi is here, Nanliang will never be able to step into Huiling City."

Guan Yubai frowned slightly and said: "Nan Liang acted so unscrupulously in Luo Yue City, presumably because he was determined to win, but Luo Yue City did not have the slightest way to deal with it, giving Nan Liang opportunities to take advantage of him again and again. Opportunity. Your Majesty, I have always believed that your Majesty’s Southern Xinjiang Army will be able to secure Southern Xinjiang, but now it seems that it is not good.”

King Zhennan became even more agitated.

The reason is that the facts this time are causing such a big fuss that he can't even try to be vague.

Although there was no hint of coercion in the official language, it still made it difficult for him to avoid using excuses.

The King of Zhennan picked up the tea cup and slowly poured the tea soup with the bowl lid. He used this time to think for a moment and said: "Master Hou is worried too much. Nanliang cannot please Huiling City, so he Will want to use the crown prince to force A Yi... How can a small barbarian country like Nanliang be the opponent of our southern Xinjiang army."

Guan Yubai said with a slightly stern expression: "Your Majesty, please be careful what you say." He said meaningfully, "I came to Southern Xinjiang under the Holy Order. Your Majesty is also well aware of the Holy Will. Because Because of Nanliang, there are no troops in southern Xinjiang to carry out the imperial edict to attack Baiyue, and I can understand it. However, now that the prince wants it, Nanliang is not afraid at all. If this is the case, why is this war still going on? "

King Zhennan’s expression changed, and he immediately knew that he had said the wrong thing.

He was about to open his mouth to make amends when he heard Guan Yubai continue to say: "...My lord, is Nan Xinjiang really unable to obey the decree, or is he deliberately letting Nan Liang go and is unwilling to obey the decree as an excuse?"

This sentence was already heartbreaking. King Zhennan looked stern and blurted out: "Marquis An Yi, please don't talk nonsense."

"Your Majesty, please calm down." Guan Yubai's expression was gentle, not at all aggressive, "I naturally believe that Your Majesty will not disobey the decree. But since we have arrived in southern Xinjiang, when will we start a war with Baiyue? I still need to go back and report to the emperor."

King Zhennan fell silent.

Since arriving in southern Xinjiang, Guan Yubai has done everything safely. Even if he said that he could not go to war with Baiyue for the time being, he never said anything. Now... Well, now, Luo Yuecheng is really disappointing.

If you say that Nanliang is coming fiercely, Southern Xinjiang may not be able to stop it, and the emperor may then send troops to support for some reason.

But if you say that Nanliang is not worth mentioning at all, then you can't use it to avoid Baiyue, otherwise it will be a crime of disobedience.

Neither left nor right, no matter what I do, I can't seem to get it right.

How did things end up like this...

The King of Zhennan sighed and couldn't help but said: "Then what should we do according to the wishes of An Yihou?"

Guan Yubai thought about it for a long time, and when King Zhennan couldn't help but speak again, he said: "I want to go to Huiling City to see with my own eyes what the current battle situation is like."

The King of Zhennan looked solemn and confirmed: "Your Majesty is going to Huiling City?"

Guan Yubai said bluntly: "I have to go, and I hope the prince will allow me."