Chapter 555

Xiao Yanjun led Sinan out of the Yufu palace. Along the way, the little official whispered in his ear. The palace maid Ying Yan Yan looked at him with sincere admiration and praise.

"My Lord, you are in the limelight in the palace today." Seeing Xiao Yanjun's face enjoying, Sinan flattered at the right time.

"It's a pity that the seventh brother is ill today and can't go to court." Xiao Yanjun showed a little regret.

"That's not pretending to be ill. In fact, I dare not face up to the king's light today." Although Sinan's words are flattering, they are true.

The wind in the palace blew to Xiao Yanjun upside down. From civil and military officials to palace maidservants and eunuchs, they all respected his highness King Yu.

"Just today?" After Xiao Yanjun smiled, he suddenly stopped smiling and asked with an eyebrow.

"Today is just the beginning, and it will be more brilliant in the future. Now your highness seven doesn't even dare to go to court. Who else can compete with you?" Sinan consciously made a mistake and hurriedly made up for it.

Xiao Yanjun's frozen smile relaxed, and then bloomed more and more brightly. When he heard Sinan's last sentence, his good-looking eyebrows frowned, glanced at him and asked, "is the second brother coming back soon?"

Sinan knew that Xiao Yanjun had some taboos against Xiao mubai, so he thought about his words and reported back: "yes, the news should be about the same as that of the five princes. Even if his Highness the king of Mo comes back, what can he do?"

Xiao Yanjun touched his cheek without touching it. Now there was no sign of redness and swelling in his face.

The bottom of his eyes was full of fierce light. Since concubine Qi gave him two slaps, he and Xiao mubai had no room to maneuver.

When I came back, I cleaned it up together.

"Build a good momentum for the five princes. If you enter the city at the same time, don't be compared by the second brother." Xiao Yanjun ordered in a deep voice.

Sinan replied that they had already stepped out of the palace gate. As soon as they went out, they were startled by the magnificent scene in front of them.

The people lined up on both sides of the street outside the palace gate. They were excited and full of praise when they saw Xiao Yanjun coming out. The people were very happy that he urged the emperor to exile the little Marquis for three thousand miles to the fat mountains in that bitter and cold place.

Some people in the crowd even said that only his highness King Yu succeeded Datong is the people's will.

The atmosphere was pushed to another peak for a while, and the voices of support came one after another.

Xiao Yanjun waved to them with a smile. He was greedy for the beauty of the moment. He didn't even want to take a carriage back to his house and walk all the way.

This grand occasion, in addition to the class of General Zhao six months ago, who can enjoy this honor over the years in the state of Xiao.

Xiao Yanjun is intoxicated at this time. This is his state of Xiao and his people!

"You did a good job." Xiao Yanjun waved to Sinan and whispered a boast.

Sinan was really shocked after him. After listening to his praise, he looked stunned: "this... Is the charm of the Lord himself. His subordinates... Did nothing."

Xiao Yanjun glanced at him. The color of praise in his eyes was even worse. That eye was more meaningful. Then he smiled knowingly: "it's time to Jin your grade. I'll discuss it with my mother imperial concubine later."

Sinan quickly saluted and thanked him. Although he knew that Xiao Yanjun had misunderstood, the temptation to increase his official position was too great. Now the king's reputation is booming, but he mistakenly thought that he had incited the love of the people.

He is greedy for this credit. Why not

Surrounded by the people all the way, Xiao Yanjun returned to the palace with great momentum. Until his figure disappeared into the gate of the palace, the soldier hidden in the crowd quietly withdrew and returned to Wentian pavilion to report to Bingwen.

When Jie Wu returned, Bing Wenzheng looked at the snow outside the window and remembered whether it was cold in early summer and whether he could sleep in that cage

"Childe, I've finished everything according to your instructions. Lord Yu has returned to the palace." Jiewu reported the situation to his back.

"Are there enough people at the gate of the palace?" Bingwen hung his eyelids and his voice was a little dull.

"Sang Yi gathered all the scattered hands in the capital to the other side. If Lord Yu left the house, it would be enough to cause noise and momentum." Although Jiewu didn't understand Bingwen's intention, he did his best.

"How are the gates of Hou's house and General Zhao's house?" Bingwen still looked out of the window and asked in silence.

"No one dared to make trouble in general Zhao's house after last night. As for Hou's house, the news of Hou's serious illness spread out, and the crowd slowly dispersed." Jie Wu reported back one by one.

"Stay here and come back to me when you have news." Bingwen turned and ordered.

Seeing that he was going out, Jie Wu took the cloak on the shelf and put it on him. He couldn't help but advise him, "young master, you haven't slept all night. Keep your body carefully."

Bingwen heard the concern in his mouth and nodded slightly: "I know it well. I'll go to Hou's house and have a look and go back to rest."

Jiewu saluted him and sent him downstairs.

Bingwen walked alone in the snow. He was very alert. From time to time, he explored the back to see if there was anyone following him. He walked all the way around the back wall of the Hou house and shouted, "Bian Hao."

Bian Hao fell down and saluted. Before asking, Bingwen already said, "take me into the house."

Bian Hao was stunned, and then reacted. He meant that he didn't want to go in through the main door. Seeing his careful detour all the way, he didn't want people to know that he had been to Hou's house.

Bian Hao got up and came forward, took his shoulder and jumped, and took him into the backyard of the Marquis house.

When they fell, they were surrounded and suppressed by dozens of bodyguards. Bian Hao's green veins jumped on his forehead. Just as he was ready to speak, Bingwen took out the Marquis token from his arms. Everyone saluted and retreated.

Bingwen waved to Bian Hao. Bian Hao understood and retreated together.

He raised his head and looked around. There were guards at all corners. Outside the Hou's house, he looked desolate, but inside, he was extremely strict in defense.

"What can I do for you, young master?" One of the guards came out and saluted him.

"Take me to the marquis." Bingwen put away the token and gave him an order.

He only came to the Hou mansion once. It was the night of the 30th night of last year. He was taken into the mansion by Su Qian'an for new year's Eve dinner.

Therefore, although he knew that the Marquis lived in Chenwu hospital, he didn't know the specific way.

The bodyguard did not hesitate to get the order, turned around and invited a salute, and then led the way for him.

Bingwen followed him and asked, "how's the Lord's body?"

The bodyguard pursed his lips and replied vaguely, "you can see by yourself."

Bingwen stopped talking and followed him to the hospital.

The bodyguard saluted and left. Bingwen pushed open the door of the hospital and walked in gently.