The cannon fodder fake prince at the beginning, I won by hugging thighs

In fact, it was twelve taels, and the shopkeeper cut off the remainder.

But Liangzi felt that he was frightened physically and mentally, so there was nothing wrong with hiding the matter.

Lu Jiao counted out thirteen taels of silver and placed them on the table: "The rest is your reward."

To Liangzi, this sentence means: This is compensation for you.

One ingot of ten taels of silver, and a handful of change.

Liangzi took out one or two taels of silver and put them in his arms, feeling at ease.

After merging into the main street from the alley, Kaiyang drove the carriage as fast as he could, regretting that he could not fly back to the Prince's Mansion immediately.

Although the main street was paved with compacted bluestone slabs, Lu Jiao was still shaken badly.

The food boxes that filled half the carriage were shaking and making slight noises.

Lu Jiao was worried that when she returned to the Prince's Mansion, all the dishes would be scattered.

She lifted the car curtain and patted Kaiyang's shoulder.

"Slow down! If you hurry so fast, people who don't know will think that a master of the Prince's Mansion has passed away..."

"How dare you! You actually cursed the prince!"

"Then you should slow down! Believe it or not, someone will report your master tomorrow for allowing the guards to ride horses in the capital!"

Fortunately, Kaiyang is extremely loyal.

When he heard that his behavior might implicate the prince, he immediately slowed down the car.

But the expression on his face was serious yet a bit anxious, which could easily make people misunderstand that he was in a hurry to go back and change clothes.

After finally reaching the Prince's Mansion, the carriage stopped at the corner gate. He dropped the whip and without caring about anything else, he used his Qinggong skills to fly directly towards Guiyan Pavilion.

Lu Ze stuck his head out of the carriage and looked at his receding figure with shining eyes.

"Wow! Brother Kaiyang is so awesome, he can fly!"

Lu Jiao had seen what he had done through his mental power and snorted coldly.

"He's brainless! He can't even keep calm over such a small matter! If you rely on him, everything will be ruined."

Lu Jiao went in and called for help, and drove the carriage into the stable.

After what happened to Hongcai, the servants at the door completely remembered the two new little "beggars".

Later they learned that the prince had arranged a servant for them, which further raised their status in the mansion to a higher level, and few people dared to provoke them openly.

Lu Jiao sent Lu Ze back to take a nap, and then strolled towards Yan Yuanhao's study.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Kaiyang sitting at the desk, scratching his head while holding a pen.

Seeing that it was Lu Jiao who came in, Kaiyang seemed to have seen a savior: "Prince! Lu Jiao also saw it! Let him draw it!"

"I?"

Lu Jiao recalled that the original owner could indeed draw, but his skills were not good.

Then he said confidently: "How old am I? Are you a bit stupid to count on me?"

Kaiyang held the pen, making a creaking sound.

"Didn't you say you remembered what those two people looked like?"

“I remember it, but I didn’t say I could draw it.

I can only help you see if the painting looks like it."

Yan Yuanhao felt a little tired when he saw Kaiyang who was noisy like a black-eyed chicken and Lu Jiao who looked indifferent.

"Stop arguing! Let me draw!"

With the help of Kaiyang and Lu Jiao, Yan Yuanhao finally painted the portraits of the two people.

In fact, he knew who the visitor was halfway through the painting.

But he couldn't show it, so he could only let Kaiyang and Lu Jiao talk in his ears.

Its power is no less than putting your head in a cage with ten kingfishers.

He rubbed his temple and pointed outside the door: "All of you go out, let me think about it."

Lu Jiao also knew that he had to quit while he was ahead, so he gave Kaiyang a wicked smile and walked out.

This smile made Kaiyang very angry.

Seeing that Lu Jiao was not heading back to the yard, he reminded her, "That way you go to the kitchen! Aren't you going back to the yard?"

Lu Jiao didn't even turn his head, but just waved his hand.

"I'll go talk to the people in the small kitchen. All the dishes you bring back are mine!"

"Good-for-nothing!" Kaiyang muttered quietly but didn't dare to speak loudly.

After finishing the meal, Yan Yuanhao was a little surprised when he saw two extra dishes on the table that were obviously not made by the chef of the Prince's Mansion.

Kaiyang saw Yan Yuanhao was slow to pick up his chopsticks and explained, "This is the dish Lu Jiao packed and brought back.

You don't know, the take-out dishes alone filled half a carriage.

The carriage is still full of food smell and cannot be used for a while."

Yan Yuanhao looked at Kaiyang: "Why didn't you mention it when you came back?"

"That's not it. I'm talking about those two people..."

Kaiyang knew he was in the wrong, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

Yan Yuanhao finished his meal quickly and then went to find Lu Jiao.

With Kaiyang and the others' martial arts skills, they would be easily discovered if they wanted to get close to those two people.

It’s still a little too short a time, otherwise in a few years, their martial arts would definitely be able to stand out on their own.

Not inferior to the leader of the secret guards around the emperor.

Lu Jiao has the ability to bring a living person out of the palace without anyone noticing, which makes him much stronger than Kaiyang and the others.

I just don’t know how long she has been back, but she has already achieved this.

He spent the entire afternoon immersed in memories, but he had no idea what had happened in the capital at this time in his previous life.

The Guo family and the northwestern tribe are very quiet, giving people the illusion that life is peaceful and tranquil!

At this time of year in previous years, the grassland was in the period of transition from green to yellow.

People from all tribes would go south to forage for food, and friction would often occur on the northwest border.

But this year it happened not, and this is the biggest anomaly.

This shows that they have more important things to do than harvesting grass and there are even people who provide them with food!

With this inference, Yan Yuanhao couldn't help but quicken his pace.

We must quickly find their hiding place and find out what their plans are!

Yan Yuanhao had a hunch that if he figured this out, perhaps the problem that had been bothering him for a long time could be solved.

But when he saw the warmth in the house, he was still stunned for a moment.

"Lu Jiao, come with me. I have something to discuss with you."

Since the golden thigh said so, Lu Jiao could only obey and pinched Lu Ze's face.

He did not forget to remind him and Chen Wen to eat well.

The two of them came to a corner of the courtyard, and Lu Jiao's nonchalant temperament was unconsciously revealed.

Yan Yuanhao frowned slightly.

The truth is, when you reach his age, you can't stand seeing a young boy acting like an idler.

"I have something important to talk to you about."

"Go ahead, there's no one around."

"Be serious!"

"It doesn't affect my work."

Yan Yuanhao looked so serious that Lu Jiao felt tired just looking at him.

She patted Yan Yuanhao on the shoulder and said something ambiguous: "You should act your age.

When you are in your 40s or 50s, it will be more normal to act like an old man. "

Yan Yuanhao's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but think more.

Is Lu Jiao reminding him that being too mature and impeccable will only arouse suspicion?

But this was not the time to talk about this, so he lowered his voice and asked, "If I ask you to follow those two people in the afternoon and find out their purpose in coming to Beijing, can you do it?"

Lu Jiao raised her eyebrows slightly. Was he planning to assign her the first task?

"Sure. If there's any evidence, I can get it back for you."

"it is good!"

Seeing that Lu Jiao agreed without any hesitation, Yan Yuanhao couldn't help but raise his voice a little.