The Crybaby Prince is Reborn, Where is the Prince Going?

After He Jinyou returned to the Regent's Palace, he locked himself in the study.

He didn't believe that someone could come back to life from the dead, or hear other people's thoughts for no apparent reason. But after returning from the palace today, he had no choice but to believe that such absurd things did exist.

The Sixth Prince calls himself 'Xiao Yunzhen'. He mentioned his 'previous life'. Various signs indicate that the Sixth Prince is still the Sixth Prince but not the Sixth Prince anymore.

He Jinyou was very confused. He had read many books by sages, but at this moment, no book could explain this strange thing.

After searching the entire study, he sat down in a chair in frustration.

Is there really no other way?

Suddenly, an idea struck him. He stood up abruptly, opened the window, and called out, "Wenyan!"

"Hey, Prince, I'm here. What do you want me to do?"

"You come in."

After a while, a child about the same age as Jinyou, wearing a servant's blue clothes, pushed the door open and came in.

"What's wrong with the prince?" Wen Yan still had some baby fat on his face, and the soft flesh on both sides of his cheeks trembled as he spoke.

"Wenyan, like this..." He Jinyou whispered a few words into Wenyan's ear.

"Ah? This is not good, right? The prince will punish the prince if he knows."

Wen Yan's little face was full of embarrassment.

"If you get caught, just say I told you to buy it. The worst Daddy can do to me is copy a book."

"But..."

"No buts. Take my token with you and no one will make things difficult for you. When Daddy finds out, you can say I forced you to go."

Wen Yan gritted his teeth and agreed with determination.

Aren't they just a few banned books? If the prince wants them, buy them! If he doesn't want to sell them, then rob them!

He Jinyou tore off the jade pendant and handed it to Wen Yan, saying, "There's a small bookstore in the alley behind Jufulou on Tongque Street."

"I understand!" Wen Yan was full of energy at this moment and couldn't wait to leave the house.

But He Jinyou's next sentence turned Wen Yan into a frost-bitten eggplant, and his enthusiasm disappeared in an instant.

He said, "Take Bai Mo with you."

"Do you have to bring that piece of wood?"

"Take it with you. I'm worried about you leaving the house alone."

Wen Yan has been following He Jinyou since he was a child. It is better to say that he is half a master in this mansion than a servant. In the past, he was always followed by a large number of servants when he traveled. This was the first time that he secretly carried out a task assigned to him by He Jinyou alone.

After Wen Yan left, He Jinyou was not idle either. He took out the "Records of Strange Stories" from the secret compartment in the study, which he had read countless times.

Jinyou could recite all the contents by heart, but there was no such miraculous example.

After glancing over it, Jinyou hid the book again.

There was no other reason, it was just because people nowadays did not believe in ghosts and gods. After he ascended the throne, he ordered the destruction of all strange stories and those who spread the stories of ghosts and gods were mostly arrested and thrown into prison.

Jinyou didn't know the details of this matter, but later he heard He Qianzhao mention it. In the previous dynasty, there was a natural disaster and drought for three years. The people criticized the previous emperor with the saying of "punishment from the gods and the imperial decree of the world", which caused a riot.

And today, he took advantage of this favorable situation and led the rebel army northward, directly attacking Huanglong and overthrowing the rule of the previous dynasty.

So after Emperor Xuan ascended the throne, he issued an order stating that he was the only son of destiny. On the day he ascended the throne, a sweet rain fell from the sky, ending the drought. With the support of the people, Emperor Xuan's throne was completely secured on this day.

However, He Qianzhao did not elaborate on what happened afterwards, and Jinyou only had a vague understanding of it.

So the current situation is that most bookstores don't have books about immortals, demons, and monsters. Now that he encountered such a situation, Jinyou lost his composure for a moment and thought of letting Wenyan try his luck.

Half an hour later, Wen Yan came back, followed by Bai Mo, who had a wooden face and a book in his hand.

"Sir, I've brought back the books you requested. But the bookstore owner said they didn't have the type you were looking for. So I picked out a few of the most popular ones and bought them back for you to see."

Wen Yan placed the storybooks one by one on the desk, introducing them as he went: "This one is about a fox demon seducing a soul to take the imperial examination on behalf of a scholar. This one is about the love, hatred and grudges between a beautiful ghost and a scholar over three lifetimes. This one is..."

Wen Yan pursed her lips, and a strange blush appeared on her face.

"What is it?" He Jinyou didn't hear the next words from Wenyan for a long time, so he pulled the book over and read it.

"Don't read this, Prince!" The content of this book is extremely vulgar. If it weren't a best-seller, Wen Yan wouldn't have bought it.

But the prince is a child, and his eyes should not be polluted by such filthy things.

He reached out to grab the book that He Jinyou had in his hand and was about to open, but he stumbled twice. Fortunately, Bai Mo was quick-witted and picked him up at the moment when Wen Yan was about to fall.

He Jinyou then realized that something was wrong with Wenyan, and put the book in his hand aside. Wenyan snatched the book away and held it tightly in his arms, refusing to let Jinyou see it.

He Jinyou didn't care. He knew Wen Yan's personality. When he came back, Wen Yan seemed to be limping. If he asked him directly, he would definitely not get anything out of him, so he turned to look at Bai Mo.

"what happened?"

Bai Mo had a wooden face and answered whatever Jin You asked.

"It is so, Your Highness. Not long after Wen Yan and I left the palace, we met a little beggar on Chunxi Street who was almost trampled by a horse."

When Wen Yan saw the little beggar, he flew over and pushed the little beggar aside.

But Wen Yan was just a servant and did not learn martial arts from He Jinyou. After pushing the little beggar away, he missed the opportunity to escape.

The horse was frightened and stepped high. If Bai Mo had not reacted quickly and taken the man away before the horse's hoof landed, it would not be as simple as being scratched on the leg by the hoof.

"Beggar?" He Jinyou was puzzled. There were no beggars in the capital.

Since the new emperor ascended the throne, he would send people to distribute porridge and free meals on the fifth and tenth day of every month.

Moreover, that period was a time when everything was in ruins and needed to be rebuilt. With the use of work-for-relief, the capital gradually prospered and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and there were no more beggars.

At least as far as He Jinyou could remember, he had never seen a beggar in the capital.

At this time, one would be very shocked to hear that a beggar appeared in the capital.

Bai Mo nodded. "It was a little beggar in his teens. He was so dirty that it was hard to tell whether he was a man or a woman, and I didn't know where he was from. I wanted to ask him about it, but after I rescued Wen Yan, the little beggar disappeared. But I found this."

As he spoke, Bai Mo took out a jade pendant from his sleeve, raised it with both hands and handed it to Jin You.

"Sir, this was found where the little beggar left. It could have been dropped by him, or it could have been dropped by someone else."

He Jinyou took the jade pendant and stroked the carved patterns on it with his hand.

The jade pendant is emerald green throughout, with delicate lotus patterns carved along its edges, making each lotus appear lifelike. The carving is highly skilled and meticulous, and the workmanship is exquisite, but the jade pendant is not flawless, with some small impurities inside. The overall style is not the kind commonly worn by the nobles in Beijing.

He turned the jade pendant over and saw the word "遥" engraved on the smooth jade surface. The brush strokes were strong, and even when carving on the jade pendant, the brush strokes were still as smooth as a dragon, and each stroke was sharp.

However, He Jinyou had no intention of appreciating the handwriting at the moment.

He stared at the word "遥" on the jade pendant in a trance.

He remembered that last month, when his father came back from court, he mentioned that the princess who disappeared six years ago was named "Xiao Yutiao"!