After passing through the city gate and entering Kyoto, Huang Wuji and others slowed down their speed. Although Huang Wuji was confident that his riding skills were unparalleled, it would not be good for his reputation if he knocked someone down just in case.
Huang Wuji swayed on the red dragon horse and strolled on the streets of Kyoto with thirty guards. Looking at the lively scenes around him, he couldn't help feeling a little happy.
Out of interest, Huang Wuji used the qi-gazing technique he learned from the Three-Color Honglian. He saw that the heads of countless people were all densely covered with light white ordinary qi. It only lasted for more than ten years.
It has no effect at all on him.
"Hey! What is that!" Huang Wuji was surprised to see a touch of yellow luck among the ordinary luck that was almost all light white. Although it was very light, it was at least a thousand years old, so he was blessed.
These people have made great progress as businessmen and officials.
Huang Wuji looked at the person with yellow luck and found that he was a down-and-out young man. His clothes looked dirty and patched over and over again. Huang Wuji was a little confused, why he looked so down-and-out even though he had a thousand years of luck.
Huang Wuji dismounted his horse and walked slowly towards the poor young man. When the guards behind him saw him, they also dismounted and stood guard around him, vaguely blocking out all the surrounding people.
The down-and-out young man walked forward aimlessly and without a look in his eyes. He didn't even know that someone was coming from behind. Huang Wuji lightly patted the other person's shoulder and whispered: "Brother, I don't know what makes you so upset!"
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The down-and-out young man turned around and saw that he was a child with delicate features, jade-like skin, and gorgeous clothes. He stood in the sun and shone like a golden boy.
Looking at the guards around him who were keeping the crowd away, the down-and-out young man could be more sure that the child in front of him did not know that he was a child of a prince or aristocrat from that family. He carefully waved his hands in a panic and said: "It's okay, it's okay!".
After saying that, the destitute man turned around and was about to leave, but thirty guards surrounded him tightly, and he stayed there in shock for a while, with a desperate expression on his face.
As soon as Huang Wuji saw the down-and-out young man, he knew that the other party had misunderstood him. Also, the reputation of the children of princes and nobles in Kyoto was indeed bad.
"Brother, don't be afraid. I don't have any ill intentions. I just saw that you were frowning. Something must have happened!" Huang Wuji found it hard to see how someone with a thousand years of luck could let go so easily.
Seeing Huang Wuji's serious look, the down-and-out young man was embarrassed to hold on and told the whole story one by one.
It turned out that the down-and-out young man named Mu Xin was the son of a wealthy businessman. A year ago, he accidentally bumped into Li Sai, the second son of the Marquis of Zhenguo, while wandering in Kyoto. At first, Mu Xin didn't pay attention to it, but unfortunately the good times did not last long and disaster struck. Mu Xin fell overnight.
The family business was closed down by the government, and my father was thrown into prison.
For the sake of his father's affairs, Mu Xin has been running around for a year trying to clear up the relationship. All the valuable properties in his family have been sold. The family of more than 20 people are crowded into a shabby yard in a civilian area and rely on laundry.
Living by sewing and mending, the days passed one after another.
Originally, Mu Xin's family would not be able to live like this after selling their valuable property. However, the government seemed like a bottomless pit. No matter how much money was invested, there was no guarantee. All the money for selling the house was used up, and there was still no news.
nothing.
Today, Mu Xin took the only money he had at home and planned to go to the government office to see if he could get some information. Who knew, he would meet Huang Wuji on the way.
After hearing what happened to Mu Xin, Huang Wuji sneered secretly in his heart: "It's true that we are enemies, and it's you Li Sai again!".
"Don't be afraid, I can save your father. However, after it's done, I want to take something from you!" After Huang Wuji finished speaking, he looked at the yellow thousand-year fortune above Mu Xin like a wolf.
Mu Xin was so frightened by Huang Wuji's vicious look that he thought he was going to die. But after thinking about his life now, he found that it was completely different from a year ago. There were days where he didn't have a meal.
Enough has been passed, and the reason why I persist until now is because I can save my father.
"Okay, I promise you!" Mu Xin looked at Huang Wuji firmly as if he was a soldier going to the battlefield with a death wish.
Huang Wuji looked at Mu Xin's expression and knew what he was thinking. He smiled secretly and thought in his heart: "He is a talent that can be made. He will definitely do something in the future. Unfortunately, after meeting me, this prince is in desperate need of luck, so he can only count on it."
You’re out of luck!”.
Huang Wuji is not a soft-hearted person, he will take the initiative to help others after hearing a story. Everything has to pay a price, and without a certain value, Huang Wuji will not take action, even if someone dies in front of him.
"Mu Xin, do you know which yamen is where your father is imprisoned?" There are many yamen in Kyoto, so you must ask clearly where he is imprisoned.
"Sir, the villain's father is in jail in Jingzhao Mansion!" When Mu Xin saw Huang Wuji asking about the location of the jail, he knew that the other party was serious and answered quickly.
"Okay, let's go to Jingzhao Mansion. Li Chong, take him with you!" Huang Wuji motioned to Li Chong and got on his horse. Li Chong got the hint, grabbed Mu Xin's waist with one hand and lifted him up, turned on his horse and followed.
later.
Although the later Emperor Wuji had not returned to his hometown in the Tang Dynasty for more than three hundred years, he still remembered the addresses inside and outside Kyoto clearly. The location of Jingzhao Mansion was near the south gate of Kyoto and close to the wealthy area, which was convenient if something happened to the prince or noble family.
, arrived as soon as possible.
Moreover, the Jingzhao Mansion is the least embarrassing in Kyoto. Above it is the Ministry of Justice, the Wucheng Yamen and other yamen. As the saying goes, "If you don't become an official in Kyoto, you don't know how many officials there are. If you don't become an official in Kyoto, you won't know how many officials there are."
, I don’t know how high my official position is.”
Any person you pick out from the street may have some indirect relationship with that prince or noble family. Jing Zhaoyin of Jing Zhao Mansion is also in the position where it is easiest to offend people. All matters big and small in Kyoto
As the saying goes: Yamen opens with eight characters, so don't come in if you have reason or money. The gate of Jingzhao Mansion is three rooms wide, with an open corridor in the middle. On the black door, the knocker is a ferocious animal head, and the doorkeeper shouts injustice in front of the main room.
Huang Wuji didn't understand the rules of the yamen, but now that he was looking for trouble, he didn't care about those things. He strode up to the injustice drum, picked up a sledgehammer and started banging on it.
After knocking for a long time, I saw a government servant wandering out of the gate of Jingzhao Mansion. He looked like he had just been awakened by someone. He stared at Huang Wuji fiercely and said, "How dare you play the drums, that little boy from there?
today??!".
Before the yamen servant finished speaking, Li Chong, who was following behind, couldn't stand it anymore. He stepped forward and slapped the yamen servant on the face. The pain made the yamen servant wake up from his sleep in an instant and saw Huang Wuji's gorgeous appearance.
He was dressed in uniform, followed by thirty guards who looked extremely tough, and he immediately understood that he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended.
"Pa? Pa? Pa?" The officer slapped him three times in the face in succession, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. He knelt on the ground and said, "Young Master, please forgive me. I just neglected you, please forgive me!"
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For such a weakling, it should not be said that he is a yamen servant who has a sense of decisiveness. Huang Wuji does not have the time to argue with him, not to mention his own status, it is simply unbecoming.
"Go and call your Lord Jingzhao to come out and greet me. My young master has something to do with him!" Li Chong, as the commander of the guards of the prince's palace, is full of momentum and has a unique majesty that is not comparable to that of ordinary guards.
The yamen servant was not a fool, so he couldn't figure out what was going on. He quickly said "yes", strode away and ran towards the yamen.
In the back office of Jingzhao Mansion, a kind-looking fat man with a round face was sitting on a chair, sipping tea and eating exquisite cakes prepared by his servants. The office servant who had been slapped by Li Chong ran in hastily.
Breathing heavily, he said to Jing Zhaoyin: "Master, master, something bad has happened. I don't know which prince or noble's son is here to cause trouble!".
"What, here it comes again!" The chubby Jing Zhaoyin stood up from the chair with a cry, and the tea bowl in his hand fell to the ground unconsciously. There was a crisp sound of "pop!" and the tea bowl fell into pieces.
"Don't worry, tell me what's going on!" Jing Zhaoyin's chubby round face wrinkled up, as if he had been constipated for a long time. Since he became an official in Kyoto, he has been cautious, for fear of offending some great god, so to speak.
It's a case of frustration. Why have I developed a habit over the years of wanting to be on the same page with each other?
The yamen servant didn't dare to hide anything. He was his superior across the street, and he couldn't hide anything from him. He told him exactly what he had just experienced at the yamen gate.
Jing Zhaoyin looked at the handprints on the yamen servant's face and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and knew that what the yamen servant said was all the truth. Jing Zhaoyin walked around the room and decided to see who it was first to make a conclusion.
Jing Zhaoyin followed the yamen servant and walked towards the yamen gate. From a distance, he saw a little boy followed by a large number of guards. When he walked in and took a closer look, he shouted in his heart "Oh my god!".
"I didn't know that His Highness Nineteenth has arrived, and I am sorry for not being able to greet you because of my humble position. I hope you will forgive me!" Jing Zhaoyin's body of three to four hundred pounds was like a flying swallow. He came to the door in two or three steps and knelt on the ground.
Said loudly.
"Well, get up. If you have something to do today, come over here and let's talk after you go in!" Huang Wuji stepped into the Yamen without looking at Jing Zhaoyin. Jing Zhaoyin knew from his posture that it was something serious, so he didn't dare to neglect and quickly got up from the ground.
, go aside and lead the way.
Just now, when the Yamen servant heard what Jing Zhaoyin said and saw Huang Wuji leaving, he sat down on the ground, his face was pale and sweating, his head was blank, and he kept muttering to himself: "Oh my god, it turns out to be His Highness Nineteenth, offended."