Chapter 593 Murder and Arson(2/2)
He let the blue sheep go on its own, and suddenly there was a sound of flapping wings above.
When He Lingchuan raised his head, he saw a goshawk swooping down on the big horns of the blue sheep. Before he could retract his wings, he said urgently: "Stop, don't go any further!"
He was startled and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"
"Turn back quickly and go to Lanshan Residence. I'll tell you on the way."
He Lingchuan slapped the blue sheep on the head, and the latter immediately turned around and ran quickly.
Lanshan Residence is ten miles away from here, and the blue sheep have goshawks to guide them, so there is no chance of getting lost.
Standing on these two big horns is much more comfortable than standing on a branch. The goshawk fluttered its feathers and said:
"Your Highness has specially sent me to fly over Pan Shan's house to prevent you from returning home. Prince Lingxu is currently in Pan Shan's house!"
He Lingchuan thought he heard wrongly: "Who?"
"Prince Bega's only son!"
"Why does it come to my house when it's not waiting for you in the court?" It's so inconsistent... No, there seems to be some reason.
Cen Boqing, who was convicted by him, had a good wife, Yao Xingning.
What did Fu Shanyue and Bai Ziqi tell him?
Yao Xingning was Prince Bejia’s childhood playmate!
It can be said that the little prince's life was saved by Yao Xingning, so the relationship between the two is as deep as that of brothers.
"Hiss..." What good can come from Prince Bega coming to the door at this time?
Eighty percent of them are looking for trouble.
Cang Ying did not dare to criticize Prince Bejia behind his back, and only said: "His Highness had to go back a long time ago. He received the news on the way and went straight to Lanshan Residence."
Even Fu Shanyue avoided his edge, and He Lingchuan didn't even plan to get closer.
Prince Bega beat him to death and probably got a few scoldings from his father.
He beat Prince Bejia to death, and Lingxu City had to cut him into pieces with a thousand knives.
He was the one who suffered anyway.
The blue sheep trotted along with the traffic and soon arrived at Lanshan Residence halfway up the mountain.
This is an elegant pavilion in a bamboo forest, with a mountain on its back and a stream on its side. In late autumn, roses and impatiens are in full bloom, and bees and butterflies are flying around. It reminds you of the tranquility in a busy city.
This is a place for people to have tea, talk, and of course eat. It is a good place for business meetings and entertaining distinguished guests. It is just that the price is a bit more expensive than outside. If it is more expensive, a plate of crispy dried fish as an appetizer will be enough.
Half a denarius.
Outside, you can buy more than ten kilograms of dried fish for this price.
Fu Shanyue had a small pavilion to himself. Seeing He Lingchuan approaching, he quickly waved:
"Come, have dinner. I'll treat you tonight!"
Tiger Jiaoyu was lying on the side. When he saw He Lingchuan, he immediately stood up and purred to say hello.
He Lingchuan glanced sideways at Fu Shanyue: "Why are you so kind?"
This guy has been living and eating at his house for free for the past few days, and he has never made a living.
"Reciprocity is a courtesy." Fu Shanyue laughed, "Where's the wine?"
Immediately someone came over to pour wine.
Delicacies and delicacies are served like water.
Before the dishes were arranged, Fu Shanyue scattered all the servants, and the goshawk flapped its wings and flew out of the window again.
It also has a mission, which is to fly back to Pan Shanzhai to conduct reconnaissance from high altitude.
He Lingchuan stroked the tiger's big head: "Because of Yao Xingning?"
The questions were confusing, but Fushan understood more and more:
"should be."
"When can we go back?"
"After it leaves." Fu Shanyue raised his glass and sipped, "The emperor only has one heir, and he treats it like a treasure. I don't want to touch his back."
"What if it comes again tomorrow?" He Lingchuan picked up the dried fish. Yes, it smells very good. "You promise to avoid it every time?"
"Let's talk about it tomorrow." Fu Shanyue was not a good-tempered person. Although he grinned, there was no smile in his eyes at all. "After it returns, the news will most likely reach the emperor's ears."
"It's all under the emperor's control?"
"Otherwise?" Fu Shanyue glanced at him gloomily, "Looking at Lingxu City, who would dare to put a finger on it?"
He's not the only one who is cowardly.
Chapter completed!