Chapter 68 Lao Zhang is lucky to live up to his fate

No matter how unwilling he was, Tu Shanying had no choice but to leave. Although Xie Jiujian's skills had greatly declined and he was an old, weak, sick man, he still had to make concessions.

With his qualifications, he should have reached the top in time, but it is a pity that since that incident, he has been surrounded by inner demons and has a weak sword. If Huo Xiang does not die, he will not be able to rest at ease.

After Tu Shanying left, the few people left behind looked at each other, silent embarrassment spreading in the air.

It was Ergou who spoke out first, coughed twice and clasped his fists to thank Butler Zhang: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for your help."

Butler Zhang nodded proudly, turned to look at Huo Xiang, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Your Majesty, Lao Zhang is lucky to have fulfilled his destiny and saved your great son!"

"..."

Thank you very much. There is no need to say it like this.

Old Xu opened the carriage door with a smile, looked around, and when he found that the crisis was over, he cautiously got out of the carriage, lowered his voice and asked:

"Is that person gone?"

The woman behind the screen raised her cup and took a sip. Her voice was graceful and contained a hint of seductive laziness. She didn't sound like a fifty-year-old person at all.

The original owner was replaced quietly, and no one came to defend him. Did the original owner fail too much?

"These are all trivial matters. The whole city has been put under martial law and wanted to arrest the prince and princess. When the prince arrives in Luyang, someone will tell everything."

This body is like a hot potato. The deeper you dig, the deeper you find the pit is bottomless.

So is it his problem or the people around him?

Huo Xiang rolled his eyes at him angrily. He was so aggrieved just now when he begged outside the carriage, and now he was so angry.

His thoughts were flying wildly. Huo Xiang thought of this and raised his eyes to look at Yan Jing, but unexpectedly his eyes met hers. Wan Yanjing's beautiful eyes were also quietly observing here.

Lao Zhang was very surprised: "You don't know why you still hide the book "Looking at the World" in a secret compartment, and take it out from time to time to read and ponder. Isn't it because you think the prince's methods are too weird, so you read it many times?

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"I just think the protagonist of that book is good-looking and handsome, and the plot is interesting. Is Tu Shanying related to that book?"

There is already a gap, and the gap between them is deep!

When he gets the chance, he has to chat with Wan Yanjing. This kind of groom is unacceptable and must be replaced.

"Time is tight, Your Majesty, you better hurry up and hurry up. We have prepared a new carriage for Your Majesty and we will arrive in Luyang in the evening. As for Tu Shanying's story, you can ask Her Royal Highness the Princess, who knows the whole story," Butler Zhang urged.

road.

Several hours passed, and dozens of corpses were dug out. Mr. Fan personally inspected them one by one, but no trace of Huo Xiang or Princess Xuan was found.

From this point of view, only Wan Yanjing is normal, and she is the only one who believes that he is not the original owner.

Compared with the technological society, martial arts is prevalent in this era, and there are even legends that many great masters can practice immortality. Things such as the soul, spiritual consciousness, etc. are not particularly scientifically based. They are very particular here and are considered common sense.

He lowered his head and looked at them quietly with his peripheral vision. They seemed to be familiar faces.

Tsk tsk, the water was so deep in ancient times, he wanted to go back to his hometown.

They affirmed that man could exist apart from the body.

Mr. Fan reluctantly wiped the stain on his face with his sleeve and followed Eunuch Liu away.

Isn’t it true that there is no theory of ghosts in this era and that is why everyone is so materialistic?

Obviously not. He saw many story books about gods and ghosts in his study.

Wan Yanjing had been listening to what was going on here, and her eyes widened in surprise when she heard this: "I don't know the whole story."

Shangjing Imperial Palace.

There is a screen on one side, and a graceful woman can be seen making tea behind it.

Yulong side hall.

Except for Wan Yanjing, everyone else firmly believed in his amnesia. No one doubted that there was another person inside his body.

The saint's face above him was as heavy as water. He ignored the silent ministers below. Instead, he looked at the screen, his voice was gentle and respectful.

She was a little panicked. Did Butler Zhang already know that she could dream about Huo Xiang's memories?

The group of troublesome relatives living in the palace with their own hidden agendas, the enemies who pop up from time to time, the peach blossom debts that shock him from time to time...

It's common for them to go their separate ways when faced with disaster. He understood Lao Xu's behavior, but that didn't mean he would forgive it.

Butler Zhang had a complicated look on his face, but he kept silent about Tu Shanying's affairs and ignored him.

His behavior was completely different from that of the original owner, and he even shouted at the top of his lungs that he was resurrecting a dead body. However, the people around the original owner only thought he was joking, and in turn comforted him and told him not to worry, and that sooner or later he would be able to regain his memory.

But Mr. Fan thought this was just right, and hoped that the Holy See would spare his life in view of his hard work and embarrassment.

It is very rude to meet the Holy One with such disheveled clothes.

The only thing currently working in his favor is:

But she really didn't know Tu Shanying, and there was no clue related to him in her dream.

"Aunt, it concerns my cousin's safety, so I invite you to come over. The officials responsible for case investigation and search and rescue are below. If you have anything to ask, you can ask directly."

"Who is Tu Shanying? I had a grudge against him before?"

"Old Zhang, I want to go back to the house as soon as possible. After the prince left, the two masters in the house were in a terrible quarrel..."

The commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guard, the Minister of Punishment, the wine liberator of the Imperial College, etc. are all powerful and prestigious figures in Beijing.

Huo Xiang looked at Wan Yanjing's expression and hurriedly interrupted Butler Zhang: "Why don't you go to Luyang with us? What if the guy named Tu comes back halfway?"

Wanyanjing instantly thought of the "Sunflower Collection" in the book, but she still didn't know what the secret was.

He was disgraced, with bursts of sweat on his forehead, but he had no energy to take care of it. Seeing that the rescue was coming to an end, Eunuch Liu in the palace led people to announce him, and the emperor ordered him to come to the palace to see him.

Mr. Fan stood at the head, and there were more than a dozen officials standing beside him.

Butler Zhang straightened his clothes and said: "There is a fire on the hilltop of his house. I am here to ambush the prince because I am busy. I have no time to trouble the prince in the short term. One more thing, prince, Tushan has a compound surname, and his surname is not Tu."

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The Tianlao was blown into ruins, and the emergency rescue mission was in full swing.

"I have nothing to ask, so why call me here."

"You bullied Axiang into serious injuries and lost his memory, framed him in jail, and planted gunpowder under the prison to blow him up first. It's pitiful that I have the false reputation of being an eldest princess, but I can't even protect my only son.

Come on. Now that there are no bones left, remember to call me over. It’s just a good show that I directed and acted. Isn’t it too much to show off my power in front of the suffering master?"

Qin Yueyi, the eldest princess of the state of Qin, Fengchun, has a voice that is neither fast nor slow, but her words are like gold and stone striking each other, striking the ground.

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