Seeing that Zhao Ritian was about to leave, how could Qin Zhan let him leave so easily.
He stepped forward and put a hand on Zhao Ritian's shoulder. No matter how hard Zhao Ritian struggled, he couldn't break free.
"How dare you attack my young master."
When Zhao Ritian's guards saw this, they drew their weapons and slashed at Qin Zhan without hesitation.
Qin Zhan smiled disdainfully and knocked all the guards to the ground with a push.
These guards are all experienced in many battles. Although their cultivation is low, they have rich practical experience.
Unexpectedly, he was knocked down by Qin Zhan's move and could not stand up.
After taking care of Zhao Ritian's guards, Qin Zhan grabbed Zhao Ritian's shoulders and jumped into the air.
"Qin Zhan, what are you going to do?" Zhao Ritian still wanted to break free from Qin Zhan's shackles.
"Nothing, I'll take you somewhere to have fun." Qin Zhan smiled mysteriously, knocked Zhao Ritian unconscious with a slap, and then took him directly to a tattoo and embroidery shop in the imperial capital.
This tattoo and embroidery shop has a very good business on weekdays, and many martial arts-loving young people come here to get a tattoo of their choice.
Qin Zhan knew about this place because he heard about it from his former friends.
"There is indeed a tattoo and embroidery workshop here!"
Qin Zhan immediately jumped down and threw Zhao Ritian to the ground.
"Hey, this young hero is so handsome and has good qinggong skills. He looks like a martial arts expert at first glance. I guess the young hero is here to get tattoos, right?" The proprietress, a woman who still retains her charm, hurriedly came up to greet her.
She didn't even look at Zhao Ritian on the ground, as she seemed to be used to it.
Qin Zhan smiled: "Mrs. Boss, I heard that you don't just have tattoos here, but you can also do disguises, right?"
When the landlady heard this, her eyes quickly turned and her expression became serious: "Young hero, do you want to disguise yourself?"
Qin Zhan nodded: "Disguise me as this person."
After saying that, Qin Zhan kicked Zhao Ritian over, revealing a pale and weak face.
At first glance, this guy seems to be overindulging in sexual pleasures and exerting himself too much.
"No problem, it's just that the cost of disguise is extremely high," the landlady said with a smile.
Qin Zhan directly took out a piece of gold from Zhao Ritian: "Is it enough?"
Seeing such a big piece of gold, the landlady smiled happily and said, "That's enough, that's enough. The young hero is really heroic. I admire you."
"In that case, let's get started."
The landlady didn't waste any time. She first carefully compared the faces of Zhao Ritian and Qin Zhan, and then marked the areas that needed to be modified.
"Young hero, the disguise is complicated and will take at least an hour."
"No problem, just start!"
The landlady brought out all kinds of strange things, even rouge and gouache.
Qin Zhan looked confused!
I'm here to be disguised, not to put on makeup.
Perhaps sensing Qin Zhan's thoughts, the landlady explained: "These rouge and gouache can fill in the differences in your contours. You don't have to think too much. Trust the craftsmanship of the slave family."
"good!"
Qin Zhan also understood, and then sat quietly on the chair, letting the landlady start painting on his face.
An hour later, as soon as Qin Zhan walked out of the Tattoo and Embroidery Workshop, several guards rushed over: "Young Master, I have found you. I have something to do with you."
Qin Zhan was stunned: "Who are you calling?"
The guards were stunned: "Master, are you okay? Why don't you seem to recognize us?"
Only then did Qin Zhan wake up.
At this moment, he has disguised himself as Zhao Ritian. No wonder he doesn't know these people. His relationship is Zhao Ritian's weakling.
Qin Zhan coughed twice and imitated Zhao Ritian's voice: "Not to mention anything else, you just said that I have something to do with me, what do you mean?"
"We don't know either, but the master seems to be very anxious and asked us to take you back as soon as possible."
Qin Zhan frowned.
Why is Zhao Jinxi so anxious to ask Zhao Ritian to go back?
Is it possible that he knew that his grandson was kidnapped by him?
It shouldn’t be!
Thinking of this, Qin Zhan said: "Then go back quickly, don't keep the old guy waiting!"
The guards: "Old guy?"
However, these guards didn't think much about it. Zhao Ritian was known as a playboy, and he was also lawless at home. Even Zhao Jinxi dared to fight against him.
Soon, Qin Zhan returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion surrounded by many guards.
But as soon as I arrived at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, I saw a fat old man with big ears who seemed to be waiting for something.
This person is naturally familiar to Qin Zhan. He is exactly the famous person in front of His Majesty that the Blue Moon Empire once thought.
Prime Minister Zhao Jinxi!
"You brat, if you stay on business all day long, you will destroy all the wealth I have saved in my life." Zhao Jinxi was angry and annoyed when he saw his grandson.
Especially recently, my performance has been extremely bad.
He couldn't figure it out.
They are both grandsons, so why does Qin De's grandson seem to be a different person, while his own grandson becomes less and less like a human being?
When I compare the two, my heart suddenly becomes unbalanced.
"I just called two girls. It's disappointing." Seeing Zhao Jinxi, Qin Zhan was also worried that the other party would recognize him.
But looking at Zhao Jinxi's reaction, he seemed completely unaware that the grandson standing in front of him was fake.
But Qin Zhan would not call him grandpa. He couldn't say this no matter what.
This old man has always been against his grandfather Qin De and has done a lot of evil.
Being able to hold back from beating him is enough to show that Qin Zhan's stopping power is extraordinary.
Hearing what Qin Zhan said, Zhao Jinxi was furious: "You bastard, you spend your whole day eating, drinking, whoring and gambling."
"Life is alive, live happily in the present." Qin Zhan and Zhao Ritian had a lot of contact, so they imitated it very well.
Zhao Jinxi was in a hurry to enter the palace, so he didn't see through it at all.
"Stop talking nonsense and follow me into the palace immediately. Your Majesty wants to see you." Zhao Jinxi said.
"Enter the palace?"
Qin Zhan was stunned, did the good thing happen so suddenly?
The reason why he disguised himself as Zhao Ritian was to facilitate his entry into the palace.
Qin Zhan originally planned to muddle through, but he never thought that Zhao Jinxi would directly send him a divine assist to take him into the palace.
It’s almost as if I’m so sleepy that I’m stuck on the pillow!
However, Qin Zhan pretended to be impatient: "I don't want to enter the palace, it's boring to death!"
"Stop talking nonsense and get in the car quickly." Zhao Jinxi said, dragging Zhao Ritian onto the carriage, and then drove quickly to the palace.
In order not to reveal his flaws, Qin Zhan simply slept.
No matter what Zhao Jinxi asked, he just pretended to be asleep and didn't answer him.
But in fact, Qin Zhan was secretly observing Zhao Jinxi.
He had only met Zhao Jinxi a few times, and his impression was not very deep. He only knew that he was a cunning old fox.
Not long after, the carriage arrived at the palace gate.
Qin Zhan was woken up by Zhao Jinxi and pretended to be careless, which made Zhao Jinxi grit his teeth.
This turtle grandson, I really want to slap him to death!
However, Zhao Jinxi thought about it and endured it.
"Cheer up. If His Majesty asks you any questions later, just pick a good answer. Especially when he asks about your marriage, you must be careful and don't be careless." Zhao Jinxi was still a little worried.
, urged again and again.
Hearing Zhao Jinxi's verbose words along the way, Qin Zhan was stunned: "What about marriage?"
"If what I predict is correct, your marriage to the Ninth Princess will be finalized today, so behave well and don't talk nonsense..."
Zhao Jinxi said seriously.
"What the hell? Ninth Princess?"
Hearing the Ninth Princess, Qin Zhan blurted out instinctively, almost breaking his voice.