Facing the speeding iron basin, Ma Shun twisted his fat body with his flexible body to avoid it. Standing by the window, Ma Shun patted his chest and said intimately: It's so dangerous, he will be in danger in a few seconds in the evening.

"Qin Keqing, you're crazy." Ma Shun roared angrily.

Qin Keqing walked from a distance around an apron, holding a spoon in her hand, and cursed at Ma Shun: "Ma Shun, are you crazy? If you want to spend time and drink, go by yourself. Don't take my Wang Yi with you."

Ma Shun was also unwilling to be outdone, "When will your Wang Yi become yours?"

Qin Keqing: "It's my family. I want to take over Wang Yi, but I have no way to do it."

"That's about communicating feelings, what do you know."

Ma Shun entered the house and pulled Wang Yi to go out. Qin Keqing blocked the door, wrapped his hands around his chest, and refused to let him go.

For a moment, the house was filled with smoke. Wang Yi looked at the two of them facing each other and shook his head helplessly. He walked out of the room and came to the yard. It was night, with stars everywhere, and Wang Yi seemed to feel much better.

Before he knew it, he came to the outside of Lu Zhong's beating room. Wang Yi looked up and turned around and was about to leave. At this time, the door just opened and Lu Zhong walked out.

"Why don't you go?" Lu Zhong pointed to the gate of the yard and asked.

Wang Yi smiled, "Okay."

After saying that, he stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of inviting him. Lu Zhong laughed loudly, put his sleeves behind him, walked in front, and Wang Yi followed closely behind.

In Ziwu Lane, under the moonlight, two figures were walking on the street.

"Check it, it's delivered by Yang's mansion."

Lu Zhong took out a secret book from his arms and handed it to Wang Yi. Wang Yi reached out to take it, with three big words on it, and a single finger. Wang Yi looked at Lu Zhong with a puzzled look.

Lu Zhong explained: "You deserve it, I bet with Yang Zhao, this is a bet."

Wang Yi bowed and thanked: "Thank you, Lord Lu."

Lu Zhong waved his hand and signaled that there was no need to be like this, and he walked in front.

The slight wind blows through the flowers and plants, and it is indescribable.

Wang Yi wanted to speak but stopped, but he didn't know how to speak. Lu Zhong looked at Wang Yi and said, "If you have something to say, mother-in-law and mother."

"Why didn't the dean talk to me that day?"

Lu Zhong tilted his head and looked at Wang Yi in confusion, "Why should I ask?"

"That's your business, maybe it's a communication between you scholars, or maybe a gentleman who failed to protect himself and a student was expressing his apology."

Lu Zhong suddenly accelerated a few steps, turned around, and sat on the stone beside him, "These have nothing to do with me. I only know that you are my person, so who will touch you."

Lu Zhong shook his head and shouted: "That's not possible."

A stream of pressure slowly spread out from Lu Zhong's mouth and headed in all directions. For a moment, countless birds were startled, and the wandering wild dogs were lying on the spot, trembling. Wang Yi sat next to Lu Zhong, and the breath also made Wang Yi feel a little uncomfortable.

A few muffled groans sounded in the dark.

Wang Yi stared at the sounds where the sounds were heard, and the person who came was not good.

"roll."

A few figures suddenly flew out of the darkness and ignored them, but neither Wang Yi nor Lu Zhong stopped them and allowed them to leave.

"The thief is not dead."

Wang Yi looked at the direction of their departure and sighed.

"Killing an imperial official is a big deal after all."

Wang Yi suddenly looked back at Lu Zhong, and Lu Zhong seemed to be telling a small thing as relaxed.

"How can I know what I do?"

"You don't think about it. You are the head of the Jinyiwei Zhaozhuo Prison, and your level is low. I don't know how many tails you follow when you go out. If you don't have me, you can succeed in assassination so smoothly?"

Lu Zhong looked at the young man who was fully alert and exhaled a breath, "If you want to take revenge, no one will care about you, but you must pay attention to the method."

"Sometimes, drugging is a good way, for example, tonight is a good choice. As the saying goes, the moon is dark and the wind is high, killing people and setting fires."

Wang Yi didn't speak out from beginning to end, because today he realized how powerful Lu Zhong, who usually looks harsh and never leaves his home, was.

I had to be afraid because I was going to assassinate Liu Cheng tonight.

"You have to underestimate anyone, even the most inconspicuous person, that will kill you."

Lu Zhong stood up and stretched, "No, I'm old and sleep less, but I've been more frequent."

After saying that, Lu Zhong walked back to the Jinyiwei Courtyard.

Wang Yi sat there quietly watching Lu Zhong's departure. Sitting there alone thinking about countermeasures, the information of the Jinyiwei really once again provided convenience for Wang Yi.

Liu Cheng can be said to be a clear stream of officials. As the censor of the Censorate, he would not report to impeach an official or risk his life to persuade the Ming Emperor to make decisions on matters, as if there was no such person in the Censorate. If his name had not appeared on time in the memorials jointly submitted by the Censorate on time, no one would have remembered this master.

Everything Liu Cheng did was developing in one direction, and he was about to disappear from everyone's sight.

He felt guilty.

This is the conclusion reached by Wang Yi based on the information of the Jinyiwei.

Wang Yi walked out of Ziwu Lane with the short knife in his arms. Since you want to disappear from everyone's sight, the best way to disappear is to die. He wants Liu Cheng to die tonight.

But now he is in trouble, because a handsome man wearing black clothes stood under the moonlit night, with a carriage parked next to him, waiting for Wang Yi to arrive.

Li Yuan.

Wang Yi was also confused. What was he waiting for him to do here? He was still wearing a night-stroll clothes in a very sexy manner, standing at the intersection, and he didn't know what to say.

Li Yuan looked at Wang Yi's eyes as he looked at him, and gradually changed from doubt to contempt. Let me go, what kind of eyes are you? No matter how old I say, I have been waiting all night. Is it okay to give you some face? Otherwise, you say something first and I will reply to you immediately.

Then the two of them were embarrassed and stared at each other, and no one spoke.

The horse in the carriage also looked at the little master and the boy curiously. Could it be the enemy? As the most magical horse under the master's seat, he was also spiritual. Why didn't he take the little master to run away?

He did it as soon as he said it. Just as the horse was about to take the first step, he heard the little master talking.

"I'm convinced, Wang Yi, you won." Li Yuan squirted his hands beside his face. The summer in Chang'an City is really hot. I have lived there for so many years and haven't gotten used to it. Luoyang is better, where it is warm in winter and cool in summer, and I miss it a little.

Wang Yi looked surprised and won whatever he did, but he still said, "Your Highness the Prince is over."

Li Yuan's mouth began to twitch constantly. This kid is really a role model for us.

Wang Yi was still very grateful to the prince of Yan, who spoke righteously at the Hundred-Self Banquet, "Thank you for your help that day."

Li Yuan accepted Wang Yi's thanks openly, "It's not okay to just talk, you need to take practical actions."

Wang Yi looked at Li Yuan in confusion, and Li Yuan continued, "You want to invite me to drink."

Wang Yi's eyes lit up. Drinking was one of the few things Wang Yi liked. The first time he drank was the one who taught the Qinglian lay Buddhist who was the most sword-driven among scholars and the most powerful among swordsmen. The two of them stole the Daqin Imperial Wine that the old man had treasured for many years.

For this reason, Wang Yi was punished by the old man to clean the back mountain and Siguo Cliff for a whole year.

But that was also the case that Wang Yi completely fell in love with drinking.

"Okay, but the taverns are closed now." Wang Yi said it was really a problem. It was approaching a curfew, and no tavern would choose to open the door.

However, as the little master of Chang'an City, Li Yuan could not defeat him. Li Yuan pointed to the carriage and said, "Let's go, I will take you there."

Wang Yi smiled and followed.

Drinking is one of the best ways for young people to interact with each other, because for various reasons, they are often not allowed to drink by their elders, but without the care of their elders, they often release their depression and liberate their nature. The more important reason is that this is also one of the ways for Li Yuan to release his kindness, and he wants to make friends with Wang Yi.

In terms of relationships, the Jinyiwei was able to restore his former status. The Prince of Yan made an indelible contribution. In terms of private friendship, Li Yuan spoke up for justice among many students that day and said something fair to himself. Wang Yi was very grateful.

When the world releases goodwill for you, all you have to do is to give them your kindness. This is what you should do and the most basic thing for being a person.

Because that's the only thing you can do.

The carriage slowly walked through the streets and alleys of Chang'an, but Wang Yi was surprised to find that it was time for a curfew, but there were still people coming and going on the streets.

Wang Yi looked at Li Yuan with confusion. Li Yuan laughed and said a little embarrassedly: "I forgot to tell you that the court ordered the lifting of the curfew from the second day of the Hundred-Son Banquet."

"how so?"

"He wouldn't know what the old man is thinking, with the Baizi Banquet, and the arrival of Jiange, how chaotic Chang'an City is, he wouldn't have imagined."

Speaking of this, Li Yuan touched his forehead helplessly and said, "The old man's idea is that I have lived for so many years and I have never guessed it."

Li Yuan lifted up the curtain of the carriage and looked at the lively scene outside that had never seen the curfew. "You can't figure it out when your son doesn't guess it, you can't figure it out."

After saying that, Li Yuan lay there, looking at the view outside the window, motionless.

Looking at Li Yuan who was in deep thought, Wang Yi was fine. After all, in his memory, his father and mother passed away when he was a child. Wang Yi had never experienced all the things that followed, and he could not do it if he tried to persuade Li Yuan.

Only seeing Li Yuan lying there alone, Wang Yi could feel that the prince’s relationship with Prince Yan was not very good.

In the carriage, the two people were silent.

On the street, the carriage came outside a tavern and slowly stopped.

Li Yuan was not lying there either, jumped down, walked in front, and said to Wang Yi who was following him: "The most famous peach blossom wine in Chang'an City is here."

Li Yuan stretched out a thumb, "That smell, one word, smell."

Wang Yi looked at Li Yuan's unbearable joy and thought to himself: Is it so amazing again?

Before they could stop for a long time, they heard someone in the pub saying, "Criminal, don't make fun of me for my wine."
Chapter completed!