The most beautiful boy in the whole Jianghu [Comprehensive martial arts]

Autumn is crisp and clear, and the sky is like a wash.

Under the guidance of the door-opener, Bai Yutang walked into Li's residence.

His expression was cold and stern, and the boy who led the way was uneasy along the way, thinking that Fifth Master Bai was not a friend of Young Master Zhao, but an enemy instead.

There was no Zhao Jueming in the courtyard, only A Fei A Tian and Miss Yunhuai.

Bai Yutang and Yunhuai met their gazes.

Yunhuai said, "Fifth Bai, it's been a long time."

Bai Yutang said: "Wang Lianhua, why are you showing off your face again?"

The two spoke at the same time, their voices fell, and their faces sank again.

Wang Lianhua had no respect for Bai Yutang's name and surname, and Bai Yutang was extremely cold because Wang Lianhua called him "White Fifth Lord".

The boy who opened the door told Bai Yutang that Zhao Jueming and Li Gu got up early together, left the Li residence and have not returned yet.

Li and Gu were admitted to the Hanlin Academy, as for Zhao Jueming, he naturally practiced swords in a remote and quiet place.

At that time, Bai Yutang thought that Zhao Jueming's absence would not prevent him from picking on Wang Lianhua, but now he looked at the Xingyi girl in front of him, and realized that even if he succeeded in making a pick, it would be half the effort, and in turn, he would be disgusted.

"Before, Zhao Jueming said that you disappeared the day you entered Beijing, why did you show up again?"

"The decisive battle is imminent. Naturally, I showed up to watch the decisive battle between the two swordsmen."

Bai Yutang sneered, "I don't believe it."

The two faced each other tit-for-tat, and the relationship was a little tense, but Yu Tianbao could see the looming casualness in it.

He couldn't help being awed, he was not at all afraid to speak to Senior Wang in such an attitude, Bai Yutang was truly a remarkable talent.

Bai Yutang stayed in Li's residence for less than half an hour and did not see Zhao Jueming coming back, a little impatient, Yu Tianbao carefully explained: "Jaeming had dinner before leaving, so he probably won't be back in a while."

Wang Lianhua said leisurely: "You waited for nothing."

Zhao Jueming acted a bit as he pleased, advocating that everyone has their own things to do, so he didn't ask where his companions were going, but he didn't say where he was going either.

Bai Yutang cast a sideways glance at Wang Lianhua, got up decisively and said goodbye, and before leaving, told Yu Tianbao and A Fei to let them mention Zhao Jueming's visit when he returned home, and planned to leave.

"Fifth Bai, be careful on the road."

The girl's tone was soft and caring, but Bai Yutang heard countless chills, which made his scalp numb and his hair stand on end.

Bai Yutang glared at the latter coldly, shivered under the tender eyes of the other party, and fled in embarrassment.

Yu Tianbao could not help but shudder when he saw Wang Lianhua shift his gaze.

A beauty is a beauty, but as long as he thinks that there is a big man under the beauty's face, or Senior Wang himself, Yu Tianbao can't accept it.

Zhao Huan finished his sword practice outside the city and did not return to the city immediately.

The place where he practices swords is close to the official road, and the two sides of the official road are Yuquan Mountain and Mingyue Mountain.Yuquan Mountain is the site of the Golden Wind and Rain Tower, and Mingyue Mountain is the place where the royal palace was built.

The two mountains are adjacent to each other from a distance, but standing on the ground and looking at the two sides, you will only feel that the road is long and the two mountains are thousands of miles apart.

Zhao Huan is very familiar with Mingyue Mountain. For two consecutive years, he and his family stayed in Mingyue Manor for summer vacation. He has explored all the ups and downs of Mingyue Mountain, and there is almost no place he doesn't know.

He walked around the foot of Yuquan Mountain, saw the guards at the foot of the mountain, and turned back silently.

The guards on Yuquan Mountain were too strict, and Zhao Huan kept back again and again.

Su Mengzhen is very famous, even though he was in Bianjing before, Zhao Huan had never met him.Although Su Mengzhen had a secret connection with Zhuge Taifu, Zhao Huan didn't want to know Su Mengzhen through the Taifu, but made himself appear close to the Jinfengxiaoyulou faction.

In the city of Bianjing, there are not only the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower, but also the Six and a Half Hall.No matter whether the prince is close to any party, he will become a handle for those who want to stir up disputes.

When Zhao Huan returned to Bianjing City, it was the end of the hour, he hurried to Ruyi Restaurant, put the Qiushuang Sword behind the counter, and started to be his waiter.

The faces of acquaintances in the restaurant were much less, most of them came to eat in this restaurant because of Zhao Jueming's name, but even the rich and delicious dishes would be tiresome for a day, so they came less.

Zhao Huan felt that it was time for him to leave.

He finished his work, took the shopkeeper to the backyard when he found time, and told him that he wanted to leave. Even though the shopkeeper was reluctant to give up, he had no choice but to settle the salary for him.

Zhao Huan took the money, put on his sword again, and went out of the restaurant against the sun.

Because of the decisive battle between the two swordsmen in Bianjing, there are many people from the rivers and lakes who are not ordinary people.Because of the six gates and the strict control of Kaifeng Mansion, they are very obedient, even if they quarrel, they only quarrel with each other, and they dare not make a move; The two brothers look good.

When Zhao Huan was working as a waiter in Ruyi Restaurant, he could often hear anecdotes in Bianjing City, and he knew that there was a decisive battle between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue in the gambling house.

Ye Gucheng has never shown his face in Bianjing since he issued the letter of challenge. Everyone knows that he is in Bianjing, but they don't know whether the other party is in Nanwangfu or other places.

As for the location of Ximen Chuuxue, there is not even a guess. No one knows whether Ximen Chuuxue has arrived in Bianjing.

Zhao Huan knew that Ye Gucheng was in the Nanwang Mansion, but he was very concerned about the atmosphere of the Nanwang Mansion and the Nantang brother who had a similar face to him.

He thought that since there was a game between those two in the gambling shop, maybe someone would know the news about Ye Gucheng.

Even if not, there will be news that ordinary people don't know.

Thus, the Crown Prince of the Kingdom, the Young Hero of Cassia, stepped into the gambling house.

The system shook his head and sighed: [You just got paid and entered the gambling shop, you've learned badly. 】

Zhao Huan explained very seriously: [I am going to inquire about news. 】

system:【……】

Of course, the system knew that he was going to inquire about the news, and at the moment, he was very heartbroken for not answering the wooden contractor who didn't understand the style.

The gambling house is full of noise, different from the bustling fireworks on the street, the noise here is uncomfortable and cramped, the smell of sweat, foot odor and anti-smell, all kinds of smells are mixed together, it becomes a kind of irritating feeling. Weird smell that makes people sick.

The croupiers were playing games, and the square tables were far apart. Even so, it was difficult for Zhao Huan to move even an inch among the bustling crowd.

There was a sudden burst of cheers from nowhere, and someone shouted "Win!" This cheer was quickly overwhelmed by "big big" and "little little".

Zhao Huan pulled it casually—the person asked: "I don't know where the bet is set for the decisive battle between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue?"

The man was impatient, seeing Zhao Huan's immature face, he didn't take it seriously, but he still replied: "Go inside, the small table next to the wall is there."

The crowd was crowded, and Zhao Huan bowed his hands to thank him with difficulty. The man inadvertently saw the Qiushuang sword on his waist, and couldn't help talking: "Are you a swordsman? There are not many swordsmen among those who came to bet."

The implication is that Zhao Huan is a special swordsman.

Zhao Huan smiled politely, was pushed forward by the crowd, and gradually walked away.The man looked at Zhao Huan two or three times, and a bright yellow flashed into his field of vision. He didn't pay attention to it, turned his head and continued to squeeze towards the edge of the gaming table.

When the game of gambling was over, the man was tired, thirsty and hungry, clutching his stomach and going out, when he saw the police patrolling the street wearing official robes, he woke up suddenly: the young man who asked him for questioning earlier was wearing a crimson robe and wearing a black robe. The sword, and the bright yellow spikes falling on the hilt—isn't it the rumored Young Hero of Judgment? !

It was sunset at this time, and Zhao Huan was no longer in the gambling house.He had collected some information in the gambling house, and participated in the betting of the decisive battle, placing a bet.

The system closed its eyes and pointed at it, and Zhao Huan followed him to place a bet. Satisfied, he left the casino soon.

It's just that the news that he had appeared in the casino had spread.

The dealer has the right to keep secret which side the punter is betting on, but not who the bet is.So someone asked him if there was a young swordsman in crimson clothes here, and the dealer firmly admitted.

Swordsmen often attach great importance to swords, and betting on the decisive battle between two peerless swordsmen is extremely unreasonable in the eyes of swordsmen.

On the bright side, no swordsman bets on the outcome of the decisive battle, and Zhao Jueming is the first swordsman to bet.

It's astonishingly candid.

Zhao Huan didn't have any special ideas, he didn't care who lost or won, and he didn't take away any purpose in betting, and the bet was also the minimum limit-for this reason, he was voted by the dealer as "don't bet if you don't have money". Note" for the disapproving sight.

When he left the casino at that time, he planned to continue to inquire about the news, but unexpectedly met Leng Xue on the way, so he stopped to say hello.

The cold-blooded people were in a hurry, as if they came from outside Bianjing City, because there were so many pedestrians on this wide street, they had to stop and stay.

As soon as he approached, Leng Xue moved his nose, smelled the strange smell on Zhao Huan, frowned in disgust, and asked him, "Where did you go?"

Zhao Huan raised his sleeves and smelled it, and immediately put it down with his breath held, and said truthfully, "I went to the gambling house."

Cold-blooded and puzzled: "Gambler?"

Zhao Huan said: "There is something to investigate."

Leng Xue didn't ask any more questions, said goodbye to Zhao Huan, and left in a hurry.

The young man hurriedly walked across the street and immediately jumped onto the roof, as if something urgent was urging him.

Seeing his figure disappear, Zhao Huan hesitated for a moment, and instead of going back to Li's house, he went to a remote place, found a shabby hut, sat down cross-legged inside, closed his eyes with his sword in his arms.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled into the hut through the straw, and the dust danced in the sunlight. The young man in crimson clothes in the hut closed his eyes and breathed slowly.

He opened his eyes in the palace.

In front of him was Zhao Ji's doubtful and worried face. His father asked, "Why did you suddenly close your eyes? But you're not feeling well?"

Zhao Huan regained his composure and said, "I'm a little dizzy."

The two were in the prince's study at the moment. After Zhao Ji finished his government affairs, he came to find the prince to discuss matters related to King Nan.

There is a cup of chicken soup on the desk, still steaming.

Seeing that the young man in front of him looked normal again after closing his eyes briefly, Zhao Ji felt slightly relieved and asked, "What instructions did Ah Huan give you?"

Zhao Huan thought for a while and asked, "Your Highness would like to know if there is anything suspicious about the girl surnamed Li presented by the Southern King. Have you found anything suspicious?"

The incident between Nan Wang and the girl surnamed Li happened nearly two months ago. After the self-determination war-the incident came out, the city of Bianjing was very lively, and there were big events that could be used as after-dinner conversation every day, so their affairs happened very quickly. Forgotten.

But when the gamblers in the gambling shop are on the top, all the old things can be turned up as a topic of conversation, so Zhao Huan listened to a few words.

Miss Li's identity is not simple, this premonition is very strong in Zhao Huan's heart, he came here just to ask Zhao Ji's opinion.

Zhao Ji's expression faded when he heard Miss Li's name.Yesterday, he vaguely guessed Nan Wang's intention, and also guessed Nan Wang's purpose of presenting Miss Li - there are many people who try to rely on women to blow pillow wind, but unfortunately Zhao Ji will not be tricked.

"She sometimes asks about the prince, but I don't pay much attention to her." Zhao Ji tilted his head and thought about it, "She always talks nonsense, and she talks about Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue, and the four How about the gods, even Bai Yutang has to ask... He even mentioned Leng Xue and the monk Bai Yutang captured."

Ms. Li is not like Zhao Ji said that she always talks nonsense. The former is careful and always chooses the best time to raise a topic. However, Zhao Ji wants her to accompany her for painting, so naturally she will not listen patiently to her speech.

Therefore, Miss Li's soft and watery words were noisier than crows in Zhao Ji's ears, and he always answered them in a perfunctory manner.

At this moment when Miss Li was mentioned, Zhao Ji still had a perfunctory attitude, and said indifferently, "I have checked her origin with the iron hand arrester. It is said that she is a wealthy daughter who has fallen into trouble. The robber was captured by a righteous man and handed over to the government. Her identity is beyond doubt. The most urgent thing right now is to catch King Nan by the tail."

Zhao Huan frowned slightly, still feeling that something was wrong, he pondered for a moment, and said: "Can the official take me to see--see Miss Li?"

Zhao Ji was slightly surprised: "Now?"

Zhao Huan nodded slightly.

Miss Li has a slender figure, with a slender waist that cannot be grasped, her eyebrows are like distant mountains with black eyes, her eyes are like autumn water, and she seems to have endless and heartbreaking melancholy.

Of course she would be sad.

There is not only melancholy, but also a deep anxiety hidden.

——She didn't complete the task assigned by Nan Wang at all, Zhao Ji was only concerned with painting, and she didn't see her at all in his eyes. It was more like a joke to seduce Zhao Ji and lead Zhao Ji to obey her; secondly, Nan Wang was ineffective in handling her affairs , using her "sweetheart" Ye Gucheng to threaten and spur her to work hard.

When she was threatened with "sweetheart" for the first time, Miss Li - Shi Guanyin couldn't help but feel contempt for Nan Wang in her heart.

It is true that Xinyue Ye Gucheng is fake, and he hopes to get Nan Wang to send her into the palace.

Wishing to come true, Shi Guanyin originally thought that with her own charm, she would definitely be able to make the emperor of the Song Dynasty become a minister under her skirt. Even if the other party has 3000 beauties in the harem, Shi Guanyin is still very confident.

But she didn't fall on the 3000 beauties in the harem, but on the Emperor Song himself.

How could this not make Shi Guanyin anxious?

Until the anxious Shi Guanyin saw the prince, her heart suddenly became peaceful.

The prince's skin is as white as jade, his eyebrows are picturesque, and his gestures are freehand and romantic.

This is very consistent with Shi Guanyin's taste.

Zhao Huan's back felt inexplicably cold, he looked at the girl in front of him with glimmering eyes without any trace, and tilted his head in confusion.

Zhao Ji took Zhao Huan to see Miss Li on the grounds that she left her paintbrush at Miss Li's residence.At this moment, the eunuch next to him took the paintbrush and returned to his seat, Zhao Huan slightly nodded at Zhao Ji, Zhao Ji made an excuse casually, and left Miss Li's residence with Zhao Huan.

The two went back to the prince's study and dismissed the crowd. Zhao Ji asked Zhao Huan what he found, and the latter shook his head and said, "No."

— It took a lot of time to go back and forth, but there was no gain, but Zhao Ji didn't mind, he just said: "I know you are working for Ah Huan, if you still need me to cover, you can ask me."

Zhao Huan nodded, and Zhao Ji said again: "I thought the prince was not poisoned at first, so I tried my best to deny it when the Taifu brought it up, but now I should tell the Taifu—the sound is better, and it is best to find a way to get rid of you." The poison on my body. After tomorrow morning, I will tell the Grand Tutor everything I can say."

The father and son talked about tomorrow, Zhao Ji got up and left, this time Zhao Huan did not get up to see each other off, but watched the other party leave, turned his head and fell into bed.

He opened his eyes in the dilapidated shack.

It's getting late, and everywhere you look is foggy—a dark color.Zhao Huan got up with the sisal in his arms, and rushed back to Li's residence under the moonlight.

Li's house was brightly lit, the smell of food filled the air, and it was full of fireworks.

Zhao Huan carefully knocked on the door knocker, but no one came to open the door. He tried to push the door, and the door opened a crack.

At this moment, everyone had returned home and was having dinner at the table. Gu Xichao was the first to see the young man walking in the night, raised his eyebrows slightly, and put down his chopsticks.

Then the others also saw Zhao Huan, and even more clearly saw the bowls and chopsticks in his hands.

Everyone: "..."

Zhao Huan took the initiative to sit at the table with the bowl in his hands, and Ah Fei thoughtfully pushed the dish in front of him, getting a cheerful smile from him.

Several people went out for a walk to digest food after eating. Zhao Huan answered the friends' questions one by one. He said where he went, but he didn't say why he went there.

Wang Lianhua asked directly: "Why are you going to the gambling house? Are you short of money?"

Gu Xichao couldn't help but look up at him.

Zhao Huan shook his head: "There is no shortage of money. The shopkeeper paid my wages for me today. There is something to investigate, but I can't say what it is."

The young man spoke so directly, Wang Lianhua knew that no matter how much she asked, she would not be able to answer a single word, so she stopped asking and walked away at a leisurely pace.

The night sky was full of stars, people were coming and going on the street, Zhao Huan slowly fell behind.

He looked at the backs of the people in front of him, thinking about the matter of Nanwang Mansion in his heart, he was a few steps behind, and unknowingly separated from them.

This kind of thing happened from time to time, Zhao Huan was not in a hurry, and walked slowly along the crowd.

On the side of the road, someone used bamboo poles to perform juggling in a circle, crushing boulders on their chests, and walking on stilts.There are viewing platforms in the restaurants on both sides. There are many spectators, and the voices are only high and not low, which is very lively.

Zhao Huan stopped and looked at it for a while, and when someone came forward with a gong, he gave some more copper coins.

He noticed the people sitting in the restaurant, so he looked up, and unexpectedly bumped into a pair of beautiful eyes.

That man - dressed in white, bowed his head slightly, his eyes were extremely beautiful, he was smiling at Zhao Huan, his smile was a bit shy.

Zhao Huan blinked and smiled back.

This person was the young man in white that he had met at the gate of the city. At that time, because of him, Zhao Huan thought of Di Feijing who had never met before. Now that he saw the face of the other person clearly, he was sure that the other person was Di Feijing.

Di Feijing is a good-looking person, a person who can tell people that he is Di Feijing at a glance.

"Please come up and sit down." Di Fei's voice was not loud, but soft enough for Zhao Huan to hear, "The view is wide from the heights."

Zhao Huan was invited, went upstairs generously, and sat down in front of him.

Di Feijing still lowered his head, and said softly: "Please forgive me, my neck is inconvenient, and I can't lift my head up."

His neck is broken, so there is the word "lower head" in "lower head Shenlong".

Whether it was Zhao Jueming or Zhao Huan, it was the first time seeing him, but the young man in Jiang Yi looked as usual, and he just nodded slightly when facing Di Feijing's apologetic words.

They are not talkative people, Di Feijing invited Zhao Huan to drink two cups of tea, and wanted to invite him to eat some snacks, but Zhao Huan refused very straightforwardly.

"I had my supper when I came out, and I couldn't eat any more."

The young man in crimson clothes spoke seriously.

Di Fei was slightly startled and laughed.

"I see."

When Zhao Huan finished his tea, the juggling downstairs was still going on, the night was dark and cold, and he began to prepare to go back home.

He "went" to the palace—he was already very tired and full of thoughts, and at this moment his eyelids were clenched and he just wanted to have a good night's sleep.

Di Feijing is a rare figure, but Zhao Huan feels that his body is also very important.

The two said goodbye, Di Fei was startled in the restaurant and looked at the young man in crimson who was walking away on the street, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his mood bright.