Who put the yellow robe on me?

Yang Da pondered for a moment and replied, "My fifth brother, Yang Wu, has studied the art of tracking for many years. His Qinggong skills are superb, so he will definitely be able to handle this task."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Da imitated the cuckoo's call towards the sky.

I saw a boy who was slightly younger than Yang Da jumping down from the treetops like a ghost and quickly landing beside Yang Da.

He was wearing a gray tights and had a pale face, obviously having undergone rigorous training.

"Yang Wu." Yang Da gave him a few simple instructions, and Yang Wu nodded with an expression that seemed to understand.

"Your Highness, do you know what the person we need to follow looks like?" Yang Da turned and asked Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen then took out the portraits of Mu Shenru, Jia Shiyan, Yang Shaolin, and Shao Changhui, and said to Yang Wu: "Pay attention, within a month from now, he!"

Then he pointed at Mu Shenru and continued, "Who among the three of them will you meet?"

Yang Wu took the portrait and looked at it, a bewildered expression on his face...

Jiang Chen looked at Yang Wu's reaction and felt a little uneasy.

He turned to Yang Da, his tone slightly anxious: "Yang Da, is your fifth brother reliable? He seems a little... not so good."

Yang Da said, "Don't worry, Your Highness the Sixteenth. Although my fifth brother is slow to receive orders, he has never failed in carrying out his missions!"

Yang Wu fiddled with the portrait repeatedly, and suddenly his cloudy eyes lit up. He said to Yang Da, "Brother, I'm going!"

With a "swish", Yang Wu jumped up and disappeared in the palace!

"Don't worry, Your Highness, my fifth brother is fine!" Yang Da said calmly as he stood in front of Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed slightly, and he decided to test the loyalty and bottom line of this Deadpool.

"Yang Da, why did Concubine De ask you to come here?" Jiang Chen asked straight to the point.

Yang Da answered without hesitation: "Protect His Highness."

"Is it that simple? Are there any other tasks?" Jiang Chen continued to ask.

Yang Da was silent for a while, his eyes became alert, but he still didn't say anything.

Jiang Chen smiled slightly and changed his tone: "Oh? Then if I were assassinated, would you save me?"

"Yes." Yang Da's answer was brief and powerful.

"If you were locked up for saving me, how would you tell Concubine De about this?" Jiang Chen asked immediately.

Yang Da frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said, "We will call the carrier pigeons and let them..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly realized that he might have been tricked by Jiang Chen and immediately shut up.

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed, and he continued to ask: "If the Empress Defei asked you to kill me, would you do it?"

Yang Da said without hesitation: "Yes."

Jiang Chen sneered, "Then the question is, Concubine De asked you to protect me and also asked you to kill me, so will you protect me or kill me?"

Yang Da was obviously puzzled by this question and remained silent.

Jiang Chen shook his head slightly and said with a smile, "This is actually very simple. If Concubine De asks your brothers and sisters to kill me, then you will protect me, isn't that enough?"

Yang Da suddenly understood and nodded, saying, "Oh, yes, this way it won't be considered as disobeying the orders of the Empress Defei."

Jiang Chen smiled with satisfaction, and then noticed the dagger hanging on Yang Da's waist.

His eyes lit up, and he suddenly said to Yang Da: "Don't move."

Yang Da was stunned for a moment, but still stood there obediently.

Jiang Chen reached out and took off Yang Da's daggers, pulled out one of them, and saw the cold gleam of the blade. Although it was not as good as the one Dian Zhang gave him, it was also a good weapon.

Jiang Chen's heart moved, and he thought of Han Qingsong. If he gave these two daggers to Han Qingsong, it would definitely be a good gift.

He turned to Yang Da and asked jokingly, "Either kill me with these two daggers, or give me these two daggers. Which one do you choose?"

Yang Da was a little confused by this question, but he quickly reacted and said firmly, "These two daggers belong to your Highness."

Jiang Chen then thought that he would leave the palace and build his own house in three months. Although this Deadpool was taciturn, he could be taken along.

It's just a confidential mission, so it's impossible to give it to him.

With more civil and military officials, we can remain invincible in this turbulent era, and even if our identities are exposed, we can still escape unscathed.

Jiang Chen looked at Yang Da and said, "Go check on Yang Wu now to see if he has found the person in the portrait. When you get the news, wait for me in the main hall!"

Yang Da immediately took the order and left.

After Yang Da left, Jiang Chen immediately went to the dilapidated temple outside the city, preparing to give the two daggers to Han Qingsong and others.

After arriving at the dilapidated temple, Jiang Chen saw Han Qingsong practicing martial arts with Dianzhang, using tree branches to simulate sword techniques.

He was flexible and skillful, showing obvious improvement. Jiang Chen was delighted, knowing that his decision was right.

But Jiang Chen's attention was soon attracted by another child. The child was thin and had a hint of stubbornness and indomitable spirit on his face.

The more he looked, the more familiar he looked. Jiang Chen suddenly remembered that this was the kid who called Han Qingsong a bad guy when they fought outside the city.

Jiang Chen walked into the dilapidated temple. When the child saw him, his face changed and he turned around and wanted to run away.

"Qingsong, catch him." Jiang Chen said in a firm tone, already having a plan in mind.

Han Qingsong took Jiang Chen's words as an imperial decree. He immediately ran over and subdued the child in a few moves.

The child struggled, but was no match for Han Qingsong's strength and was taken in front of Jiang Chen.

"Qingsong, let me go!" the child shouted unwillingly, but Han Qingsong remained unmoved.

"Sir, he has been brought here." Han Qingsong said respectfully to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen looked at the child in front of him and asked softly, "Who are you, and why are you secretly learning the Qingsong Sword Technique here?"

The child blushed, bit his lips tightly and said nothing.

"Do you still think I'm a bad person?" Jiang Chen continued to ask.

The child remained silent, lowering his head and not daring to look directly at Jiang Chen.

"Do you know who gave you the antidote to the plague and allowed you to reclaim wasteland and have food to eat?" Jiang Chen's voice was gentle but with a hint of majesty.

The child nodded, his face becoming even more ashamed.

"Then do you think I'm still a bad person?" Jiang Chen asked.

The child then slowly raised his head, shook his head, and a trace of shame and regret flashed in his eyes.

"What's your name?" Jiang Chen asked.

Han Qingsong answered first: "Sir, his name is Feng Liyan, and he is from Qingzhou."

Jiang Chen looked at Feng Liyan and smiled slightly: "Do you want to learn martial arts from Brother Dianzhang like Han Qingsong?"

Feng Liyan nodded, his ears turned red instantly, and he lowered his head, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into.

Jiang Chen smiled, then took out two silver notes and handed them to Han Qingsong: "From now on, when you eat, call Feng Liyan together."

Han Qingsong took the banknote and nodded solemnly.

Jiang Chen thought for a moment and added, "And a few of his little friends."

Feng Liyan didn't say much, with gratitude flashing in his eyes, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

Jiang Chen took out two daggers from behind and handed one to Han Qingsong. Han Qingsong happily took it and said, "Thank you, sir!"

The other dagger was handed to Feng Liyan. Tears welled up in Feng Liyan's eyes. He knew what Jiang Chen meant, but he didn't dare to take it.

Jiang Chen looked at him with amusement and continued, "Answer me a question, and I will give you this dagger."

Feng Liyan's eyes were filled with tears as he looked at Jiang Chen intently.

Jiang Chen said slowly: "Am I a bad person?"

Feng Liyan finally couldn't hold it back and burst into tears: "No..."