After the salted fish dark guard falls off his horse

Give it to me?

After finishing speaking, a heavy money bag was stuffed into Shen Jinfeng's hand.

Xiao Wangshu asked: "Is it enough? If it's not enough, add more."

Shen Jinfeng was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said seriously: "Am I so easy to buy?" After speaking, he opened his wallet and counted the amount, "Two hundred, four hundred, six... what the hell."

Shen Jinfeng: "I'll give you another clock, no more."

Looking at the money bag in his hand, he remembered that the emperor usually did not have the habit of carrying money with him, but kept the money bag in the hands of his followers.

But the Holy Majesty came to him tonight, and he didn't seem to bring any followers.

Shen Jinfeng asked: "My lord, don't you bring other people with you when you leave the palace?"

Xiao Wangshu said: "Only us."

"But you leave the palace without an escort, in case—"

"Aren't you my secret guard?"

Shen Jinfeng: "..." Speechless.

As a salted fish bodyguard, the boss trusted him so much, he didn't know whether to be proud or worried.

To be honest, if they really encountered danger outside the palace, it might not be him protecting the Holy Majesty, but the Holy Majesty protecting him.

Just in case, before setting off, Shen Jinfeng dragged out the item box from under the bed, and equipped himself with a homemade ancient low-end pistol.

The imperial palace covers a very large area, so even though they were only leaving the palace, the two still took a carriage.

The carriage arranged by the Holy Majesty was spacious and comfortable. On the way, Shen Jinfeng raised the curtain of the carriage and poked his face out to look around. The rain was like weaving outside the window, and the rain splashed into the carriage along the raised curtain, which wet Xiao Wang who was sitting beside him. Shu.

Xiao Wangshu wore a black and gold uniform with expensive ferret fur around the collar. Shen Jinfeng turned his head and saw that the soft and flowing white fur was wet into a ball.

His own face was wet from the rain, his eyelashes were still dripping, and there was moisture in his peach eyes.

Xiao Wangshu watched quietly for a while, then took out a snow-white handkerchief and wiped it for him.

The carriage stopped in front of Yipin Building, and the groom waited respectfully aside to help hold up the umbrella. Shen Jinfeng jumped out of the carriage first, and then held out his hand to pick up the Holy One.The little dark guard who usually fished in troubled waters came out of the palace, but he looked good.

Knowing that the sage is coming, the shopkeeper of Yipinlou was waiting at the door early, seeing them rushing up to greet him: "Welcome to the sage—"

Xiao Wangshu raised his eyes.

"Ham, look at my stupid mouth, I welcome Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xiao please come inside!"

As the shopkeeper walked in, he nodded and bowed his head and introduced: "I heard that you are coming. I have arranged the best private seat early on. It is near the window on the second floor. You can enjoy delicious food and wine, and you can also listen to the rain by the window..."

Xiao Wangshu nodded lightly, Shen Jinfeng cheered and said: "Wonderful, listening to the rain in this small building is such a beautiful thing, the shopkeeper has a heart."

The shopkeeper suddenly smiled: "I don't know who this young master is?"

"I'm his bodyguard." The dark guard, as the name suggests, is a guard in the dark. Now that he's on the bright side, let's call him a guard.

The shopkeeper was taken aback, and said in his heart that he was worthy of being the emperor, and even the guards around him were not generally pleasing to the eye and likable.

In the entire second floor, except for the two distinguished guests, there are only waiters waiting for orders.After being seated, the waiter quickly brought out cold dishes and green tea. The shopkeeper asked about his preferences and taboos, so he went down to supervise the kitchen.

Shen Jinfeng took a sip of tea, looked down the window, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of a man wearing a fence.

The man had a knife on his waist, and the black veil was lifted by the wind when he walked by, revealing a fierce eye, staring at the window where he was.

To be precise, it was staring at Xiao Wangshu.

Shen Jinfeng put down his teacup to remind His Majesty, but before he could speak, he heard Xiao Wangshu say: "I know."

"you know?"

"The pace and breath of warriors are different from ordinary people."

Shen Jinfeng said: "That man is tall and burly, wearing a black gauze hat and a long knife at his waist, his attire does not look like a Daxi commoner..."

"It's the Qiang people."

"Qiang people?" He remembered that in the original book, the hometown of the male protagonist Aleye was the Qiang country, and the two countries had been hostile for a long time. How could there be Qiang people in Daxi's capital Shangjing.

Just as he was about to ask, Xiao Wangshu came over with a chopstick of cold vegetables: "It's okay, just eat the vegetables." After a pause, "After eating, I'll take you for a walk on the street."

Shen Jinfeng: "..."

Forget it, the emperor is not in a hurry, why is he a secret guard in a hurry.

After a while, the shopkeeper led the chefs from Yipinlou to serve the dishes one after another.Xiao Wangshu ordered all the signboards here, and there was a whole desk table. Even though Shen Jinfeng had a big appetite, he could only move two chopsticks for each item, stop the cup and throw the chopsticks, and rest for a while before eating.

During the period, Xiao Wangshu left the table, saying that he was going out to pay respects, and when he came back, Shen Jinfeng had already eaten and drank enough, they gave the rest of the dishes to the waiter, and left Yipinlou.

The rainy night was cold and cold, a red snow cape was prepared in the carriage, Xiao Wangshu took it and put it on for Shen Jinfeng.

The two walked for a while under umbrellas, and came to a vendor full of clay figurines with a "Zhang" signboard.This traditional craft is hard to see in modern times, but it is still very popular in Daxi.

The rows of clay figurines were made so lifelike that Shen Jinfeng couldn't help but look at them twice, then took out the money bag given by the Holy Majesty, intending to buy one for support.

He counted the copper coins and was about to pass them to the boss's clay figurine, when Xiao Wangshu next to him suddenly asked, "Give it to me."

Shen Jinfeng: "?"

He turned his head and saw the Holy Master pointing to the clay figurine in his hand.

Didn't realize that the Holy One still likes this.

Shen Jinfeng handed over the clay figurines: "Since Sheng...Young Master Xiao likes it, why not pick a few more and I'll treat them." The Holy Majesty invited him so many delicious food tonight, so he should invite him back.

What's more, the wool comes from the sheep, and all the money is spent anyway.

Hearing what he said, Xiao Wangshu bent his lips and smiled, lowered his head and carefully selected.

Xiao Wangshu's profile was handsome and cool, the snow-white fluff around his collar swayed gently in the wind, and there was a bit of gentle joy in his expression.

He stared blankly for a while, then came to his senses and thought, it was just sending a clay figurine, is he so happy?

Majesty is really a bit...childish sometimes.

Shen Jinfeng looked away, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a clay figurine with a familiar face on the side, so he stretched out his hand, wanting to pick it up and have a closer look.

Clay figurine Zhang stopped him: "Young master, this is not for sale!"

He made a move.

Clay figurine Zhang explained: "This is made according to the statue on the pilgrimage! It's just for viewing, not for sale."

Hearing this, Shen Jinfeng glanced at the clay figurine, then at the person next to him, then at the clay figurine, and then at the person next to him.

Don't say it, it's really like it.

The clay figurine Zhang followed him to look over, and then looked over, and repeated this several times, and suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Holy, holy?"

Suspecting that he was wrong, the clay figurine Zhang rubbed his eyes.

"Your Majesty—really, Your Majesty!"

Xiao Wangshu, who was seriously choosing presents: "?"

Originally because of the rain, they did not attract the attention of others, but now they were yelled at by the clay figurine Zhang Yi, and all the passers-by and vendors around looked over.

Seeing that something was wrong, Shen Jinfeng immediately stretched out his long arms, pulled Xiao Wangshu up and ran away.

A gust of night wind blew in front of him, and the paper umbrella fell to the ground. Xiao Wangshu raised his eyes, only seeing the ruby ​​hairband flying in the rain curtain ahead.

Xiao Wangshu, as a wise emperor, could almost be put on the altar in the eyes of the common people. As soon as the common people in Shangjing heard that the Holy Majesty was coming, they rushed to worship in droves.

The two ran for quite a while, until they got into a dark alley, and barely managed to shake off the enthusiastic crowd.

Shen Jinfeng stopped to take a breath, and suddenly smelled blood in the cold breath of rain.

He smelled it carefully, and found that the smell of blood was coming from the depths of the alley. He was about to look back, but his eyes were covered by a slender hand.

"Don't look."

There was a faint scent of incense between Xiao Wangshu's fingers, covering up the smell of blood.

Shen Jinfeng asked, "What is it?"

"dead."

Shen Jinfeng: "..."

Thank you, I don't want to read it.

The two waited quietly in the alley for a while, and only returned to the carriage when the people from Shangjing chased them in the opposite direction.

Having just gone through a wild run, Shen Jinfeng is already very tired, and he is not in the mood to think about why there are dead people in the alley for the time being. It has nothing to do with him that the government will investigate such matters.

On the way back to the palace, he closed his eyes and rested for a while. After getting out of the car, he said goodbye to His Majesty and went back to the film department.

When Xiao Wangshu returned to the Zichen Palace, Eunuch Li rushed up to meet him and cleaned up the dirty shoes for the admiral.

After a while, Eunuch Li came back with a worried expression on his face: "My lord, why is there blood on the soles of your shoes? You were assassinated outside the palace?"

Xiao Wangshu said calmly: "Killed an assassin from the Qiang Kingdom, and got some blood on it."

"This... Your Majesty, Qiang Kingdom's secret agents have been active recently. If you go out of the palace at this time, you will easily be targeted by the assassins they sent. Next time, why don't you bring two more guards?"

"I know, it's fine."

Seeing that the Holy Majesty was fine, Eunuch Li stopped talking and went out to order the palace servants to prepare hot water for bathing.

The Zichen Palace was quiet, Xiao Wangshu took out the clay figurine that Shen Jinfeng had given him, put it under the candle lamp and looked at it quietly for a while, with a smile on his lips.

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