What are you making a fuss about?

Inquiry, it is not impossible to delay the last three or five days.

The capital is especially lively in May, the roads are full of horses and horses, and people from all walks of life gather in the middle of the capital.Jing Yun pushed open the window of the inn, and a man in white downstairs led a horse to the door, with a bamboo hat on his head and a black sword pinned to his waist.

On the opposite side of the road is Yayoi who is buying small cakes. The seller is the old Li Tou whom Jing Yun knows. He is a masterpiece in the cake world in the capital. There are many shops, but they still like to push a small cart to sell.

At this time, he was hawking at the throat, still familiar with the Beijing accent, Xie Xiao was coming up from downstairs, holding a dark brown post in his hand.

"Look, the invitation card from the emperor." Xie Xiao slapped things on the table.

"A feast of heroes?" Jing Yun frowned.

"Go?" Xie Xiao asked.

"It's not asking me." Jing Yun put the post back, "You have already received this thing, right?"

Xie Xiao said unnaturally: "Si Yue..."

"At Baiyun Temple." Jing Yun raised his eyes and looked at him, a little dazed.

"Yes." Xie Xiao nodded, "If you don't want to go, I..."

"Go, why don't you go." Jing Yun lowered his eyes.

There was a moment of silence in the room.Jing Yun felt cold in his heart, and had already planned it out. To ask him what to do, it was not just a bargaining chip from the beginning to the end, and he still had any opinions.

"Then...tomorrow, enter the palace." Xie Xiao said slowly.Jing Yun didn't speak, Xie Xiao wanted to say something, but Yayoi's arrival interrupted him.

Yayoi walked into the room with several bags of pancakes. "Master, this..."

"Go down." Xie Xiao lowered his voice.There was another silence in the room, and Yayoi's hand holding the pancake froze in the air.

Jing Yun propped his head, and said weakly to Yayoi: "Go down first."

Yayoi was dejected, turned around and went out, the moment the door closed, Xie Xiao walked quickly to Jing Yun.

"I'm not lying to you. If I don't want to go, I won't go." Xie Xiao held the window.

Jing Yun sneered in his heart, "If you don't go, how will you get the wine? If you don't go, won't the emperor be suspicious?"

"I didn't go three years ago, you..." Xie Xiao lowered his voice.

"How can you tell that I don't want you to go? I'd like you to meet the current Holy One." Jing Yun closed the window with a snap.

"Okay..." Xie Xiao nodded, "I will enter the palace at dawn, don't mess around..."

"Understood." Jing Yun said lightly.

Xie Xiao wanted to say something, but he remained silent.

After Xie Xiao left, Jing Yun was a little bit disappointed, he clearly planned everything, but he came to ask him what he meant, did he intentionally disgust him?

After sitting there for an unknown amount of time, a dart suddenly dropped into the room, carrying a letter, and the plum blossom on the blade was lifelike.

Before Jing Yun unfolded the letter, a white figure flashed in from the window.

The man said: "You are Jing Xiuming?"

Jing Yun raised his head slowly, the man was tall and straight, the bamboo hat was taken off and placed on the table, he didn't look very old.

At this time, he was standing in front of the window, looking at him with burning eyes. Xu had been practicing martial arts all year round, with his hands behind his back and no sword at his waist, but he also gave off a bit of chic and solemnity. According to Jing Zhao's words, it should be Jiang Hu. full of energy.

"Don't be nervous, I don't intend to hurt you." The man smiled warmly, his eyes were very kind.

"Who are you?" Jing Yun bent down to pick up the darts on the ground. This man followed them from Gusu to the imperial city.

"I'm here to help you."

"You don't want to be imprisoned forever? Five years..." The man approached and sat on the chair.

"I'll help you." The man's brows were full of sincerity, and he was inexplicably familiar with Jing Yun's face.

"The throne should belong to you, Lan Yin."

"I didn't ask what you are here for?" Jing Yun enlarged the dart on the table and handed it over.

The man paused, then smiled again: "I am your only relative in this world."

Jing Yun's eyes were locked on the letter, and he said leisurely: "You mean, I am not the biological son of the late emperor? Then the throne is not mine."

"You are, of course you are."

"Then the current emperor and prince are not all my relatives, how can there be a unique theory?" Jing Yun was a little funny, this person contradicted himself.

"Do you know who your mother is?" the man asked quietly.

"I don't know for the time being, does it have something to do with you?" Jing Yun's heart tightened, he looked up at him, thinking: His mother is Concubine Yun, and Concubine Yun died when he was born, it's too late for this person to recognize relatives randomly a little bit.

The man's face darkened, "If the hundreds of resentful souls of the Chu family hear your words..."

"My mother and concubine belong to the Chu family?"

"Heh... Emperor Dog is really hypocritical, even your mother clan won't tell you." The man was a little emotional.

"The Chu Clan of Yushan, followed □□ to expand the territory, expelled the barbarians, and made many military exploits. Half of the country in Dajing was conquered with the help of our Chu Clan."

The man paused, "As soon as the dog emperor took the throne firmly, he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone. He was afraid of his great achievements, so he used our Chu family to sacrifice the flag." The man slapped the table hard, his originally handsome face was a bit ferocious.

Jing Yun frowned, and the man said again: "Your mother is the daughter of the Chu family."

"How do you want to take revenge? Am I also the son of the late emperor, or...do you want to become emperor yourself?" Jing Yun looked straight at him.

The man looked surprised, "I will give you the throne of God."

"Who are you?" Although Jing Yun was a little touched, he didn't believe it.

"I'm your uncle." The man said in a deep voice.

"Uncle?" Jing Yun was taken aback, please edit it decently. According to this person, if the Chu family is exterminated, can a child be spared?

"What do you want from me?" Jing Yun was not in a hurry to expose him.

"I think this world has half of our Chu family." The man seemed a little crazy.

"Why do you think I'll believe you?" Jing Yun looked at him distantly.

"You have the blood of the Chu family on your body, and you also want the throne, don't you?" The man slowly calmed down after hearing this.

"I..." Jing Yun was about to speak when the door was suddenly opened.

Xie Xiao set a few dishes at the door.

The man stared blankly, grabbed the hat on the table, and hid the dart beside the hat.

"Who is he?" Xie Xiao said in a bad tone, and strode to the table.

"The drinker downstairs, chatted for a few words and hit it off, so I invited him upstairs to have a chat." Jing Yun calmed down in an instant.

"You lied and didn't make a draft. I was downstairs just now. If you came down, would I not have seen it?" Xie Xiao knocked the plate on the table.

"Hey, he's still playing darts." Xie Xiao said sarcastically with anger in his eyes.

The man remained silent, Xie Xiao turned his head and asked Jing Yun: "Who is he?"

"Drinkers downstairs." Jing Yun returned.

"Okay...then I'm going to have dinner with my people now, please invite this drinker back to your downstairs." Xie Xiao said word by word.

The man got up, turned his head and smiled brightly at Jing Yun, and said in a low voice, "You won't like this for the rest of your life."

Jing Yun's heart trembled, no one would like a lifetime of imprisonment.

Xie Xiao kept staring at that person until he disappeared in the corridor, then turned his head and said to Jing Yun, "Who is he?"

"I do not know."

"What did he say to you?" Xie Xiao set the table and chopsticks.

"I said some secrets about the world." Jing Yun lowered his eyes, and glanced at the dishes on the table, which came from the Pavilion of Eight Immortals.

"Let's listen to it." Xie Xiao seemed to have forgotten the unhappiness with Jing Yun not long ago.

"I can't remember." Jing Yun didn't move his chopsticks, but took a sip of tea.

"I just thought he was Zhao Zexu." Xie Xiao handed a plate of deep fried shrimp to Jing Yun, and poured himself a glass of water.

"Why are you so at odds with Zhao Zexu?" Jing Yun frowned even more as he looked at the plate of red shrimp in front of him.

"Zhao Zexu is not a good person to me, why should I deal with him, besides he is insidious and cunning... hey, you don't like shrimp?"

"Ah."

"Then throw it away, I don't like it either, I thought you liked it..." Xie Xiao removed the plate of shrimp.

"The shrimp in Baxian Pavilion are either fried in oil or boiled in water. The oil is too greasy and it is easy to burn. Boiling in water has a fishy smell. It is far less delicious than crab." Jing Yun bit a small piece of egg.

"Forget about crabs. Crabs are cold in nature, you can't eat them, and you will get sick after eating them." Xie Xiao enjoyed eating with Jing Yun very much. No matter how unhappy they were before, the two of them were always calm at the dinner table. Why didn't I find that eating with Jingyun was so comfortable before? If I found out earlier, I would have to eat with him every day.

"Tomorrow may be chaotic, don't wander around. Just follow me after entering the palace."

Jing Yun smiled silently, the imperial palace was the place where he had lived for ten years, and now he entered the palace again, and had to be guarded by an outsider, what a winner and loser...

Xie Xiao didn't think there was anything wrong with ruining Jing Yun's imperial career. In his opinion, Jing Yun was not suitable to be an emperor, and there was nothing to be sorry about.

When he first approached him, it was because the poison on his body had many similarities with those who died of the blood moon plague decades ago. Xie Xiao wanted to use Jing Yun to make an antidote.

After seeing the real person, he felt a hazy characteristic feeling, so he couldn't bear to torment him.

The poison on Jing Yun's body seems to have reached a certain balance with his body, and it won't be as painful as when the poison occurred in the blood moon epidemic. As far as Xie Xiao saw, the only thing Xie Xiao saw was the nosebleed in Qianshu Pavilion last time that time.

In fact, he has a better way to refine the antidote to the blood moon poison, and he can do it with a bowl of blood from his heart.But he didn't want to do that, he would rather toss for so long to find an antidote for him, and then practice again.

Do you like it?he does not know.He just wanted Jing Yun to watch him, and after everything was over, he would take him to wander the world and roam the world.

"What do you think I'm doing?" When Jing Yun put down his chopsticks, he found that Xie Xiao was looking at him like a dog looking at a meaty bone, and his heart immediately became terrified.

"It's okay." Xie Xiao turned his head away, and after a while,