"Walk!"
Pang Chang grabbed Qu Yuanzhong, pulled him and rushed downstairs. If he didn't hurry up, the fire would spread.
"The third prince is injured." Feng Qingwan called to Pang Chang, with panic on her face.
"If you're injured, please call the doctor. What can he do?"
Seeing that Pang Chang didn't answer Feng Qingwan, Yang Shu folded his hands and said lazily.
"Leave first." Guo Yi covered his arms and stood up. Under the firelight, the killing intent in his eyes could hardly be hidden.
Feng Qingwan gouged out Yang Shu's eyes fiercely and helped the third prince downstairs.
The two of them were stained with a lot of blood, their hair was messy, and they were in a mess. Their previous nobility and elegance were completely lost.
"Surround it up!"
A group of officers and soldiers rushed into Yuexiang Tower. Seeing that the fight was over, the arrest was quite embarrassing.
"Give it." Yang Shu covered his mouth and coughed. The smoke drifted over. He had no time to look at the couple in distress.
Life or death has nothing to do with him.
"Fang Zhuang, go get pen and paper quickly." Yang Shu said hurriedly as soon as he came out.
Fang Zhuang was confused. What kind of paper and pen should I take at this time? Did the prince come to Shixing?
"Hurry, they will run away in a moment."
Although he was confused, Fang Zhuang still wanted to listen to Yang Shu's words. He ran to the shop in front and borrowed paper and pen.
At this time, Guo Yi was also helped out by the government servants.
"Yang, Shu!"
Feng Qingwan rushed to Yang Shu, raised her hand and struck him down.
Yang Shu grabbed her hand and pushed it unceremoniously, "Feng Qingwan, who are you? You can touch my prince's face!"
Looking down at Feng Qingwan, Yang Shu looked contemptuous.
"The third prince is in danger, and you only care about escaping!" Feng Qingwan looked at Yang Shu bitterly.
"What does it have to do with my prince? I didn't attract the assassin. I haven't blamed you for getting me involved. It's really unlucky. My prince's good mood for the whole day has been ruined by both of you."
"Next time, give me a wink. I'm a man with a wife. Don't haunt me all day long."
"Don't even look in the mirror." Yang Shu wiped his hands in disgust.
Feng Qingwan was so angry that her whole body trembled, "Who is it that lingers?"
"Are you the ones calling me to stop?" Yang Shu's eyes were contemptuous.
"If the emperor knew what happened today, he would definitely..."
"Please go and file a complaint now." Yang Shu squatted down and looked directly at Feng Qingwan, "I just won't save you. I just want to see you die under the sword of a masked man or be buried in a sea of fire."
"What can you do to me?" Yang Shu raised the corners of his mouth, his tone full of provocation.
Feng Qingwan's nails dug into her flesh, her eyes were red, and she wiped her face fiercely. She stopped looking at Yang Shu and walked towards the unconscious third prince.
"Sir." Yang Shu glanced at Qu Yuanzhong, "I have helped you escape. Is it time to give you the things?"
Qu Yuanzhong was listening to his subordinates' report on the casualties. When he heard this, he said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, little friend, I will not miss anything of what I promised."
"After I finish handling this matter, I will send the things to you."
"What you say is unfounded, Fang Zhuang," Yang Shu shouted, motioning for him to hand over the pen and paper.
"My lord, I'm late for the post."
As soon as Qu Yuanzhong picked up his pen, the prefect of Qingzhou rushed over. He jumped off his horse and went to Qu Yuanzhong to plead guilty without wiping his sweat.
"You'd better think about how to calm that person's anger first." Qu Yuanzhong pointed to the unconscious third prince beside him.
"The emperor's most beloved son is going to live in Qingzhou. You, as an official, have done your best." Qu Yuanzhong's voice was very calm.
The emperor's son, or the one he loves the most? The prefect broke out in a cold sweat.
"How is the condition of the third prince? Please call the doctor!" The prefect ignored Qu Yuanzhong and hurriedly went to check the third prince's injury.
"Don't waste time, write quickly." Yang Shu said impatiently.
Qu Yuanzhong looked at him, lifted up his sleeves, and put down his pen.
Fang Zhuang held the tray without moving it.
"Your Majesty."
Seeing Qu Yuanzhong stop writing, Fang Zhuang blew the wet ink on the paper and sent it to Yang Shu.
"You were in Yuexiang Tower at that time, why didn't you help!" The prefect turned around angrily and asked Yang Shu, there were so many people around him, how could the third prince be injured if he was rescued!
The head catcher was shocked and didn't look at them. They stood on one side and acted as wooden stakes. What did it mean? It shows that this is not an ordinary young man, and he cannot be offended!
The catcher hurriedly stepped forward, "Sir, this is the grandson of Marshal Yang."
The prefect, who vented his anger, choked and coughed until his face turned red.
"My lord, I just want to have a meal. When I encounter such a dangerous thing, as a local magistrate, you just don't comfort me. Instead, you blame me."
Yang Shu narrowed his eyes and looked at the catcher, "Where is his mansion? I will stay here for a few days. When will I stop having nightmares? When will I leave?"
"Are you mute?" Yang Shu looked fierce as the head catcher didn't speak.
The prefect felt regretful and wanted to slap himself in the mouth. He was used to being domineering in Qingzhou, but he didn't know that so many people he couldn't afford to offend would come in one day.
Is Jian'an not enough for these people?
"Your Majesty, my house is simple and simple. I'm afraid you won't be able to adapt to it. I'll have someone arrange the most comfortable place for you." The prefect forced a smile.
"What nonsense, you, lead the way."
Yang Shu casually pointed to a government official. His reputation had already spread to Qingzhou. The government official looked at the prefect and knew that he could no longer make wood.
Feng Qingwan hated Yang Shu extremely, and she knew that he was arrogant, domineering and arrogant, and would not listen to anyone's words. Although she was angry, she said nothing and did not even want to look at Yang Shu.
Qu Yuanzhong was the calmest in the audience. The third prince was injured. From the beginning to the end, he showed no worry. Instead, he focused his attention on Yang Shu.
Yang Shu naturally felt it, otherwise he wouldn't talk nonsense to Feng Qingwan.
Before leaving, Yang Shu took out a copper plate from his purse and threw it at the third prince, "Don't say that I don't give my best. There are not many people in Yan State who are as generous as me."
The officials were twitching in shame. It was not very harmful, but very insulting. This Yang Dandy really hated the third prince.
It's okay if Yuexianglou doesn't save him, but now he's still throwing coins at people.
The prefect did not dare to say anything. He was not an ant who could get involved in the battle between gods and immortals. Whoever he offended would be in trouble for the rest of his life.
"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Hurry up and inform the house."
Seeing Yang Shu walking away, the magistrate pulled the arrester's head and roared under his breath.
Everyone knows that Yang Shu is lustful. He robbed one after another of his wives and concubines. If Yang Shu saw them, how could they end up well?
"Sir." A group of men in Tsing Yi hurried towards Qu Yuanzhong. The leader clasped his fists and bent down. "We were attacked when we entered the city. Please punish us."
Qu Yuanzhong looked at the thick smoke from Yuexiang Tower with a silent expression.
Whose way is he in the way? Actually want to put him to death.
The yamen servant drove a carriage and the doctor also arrived. Although he was worried about his family, the prefect could only take care of the third prince at the moment.
The fire in Yuexiang Tower failed to be extinguished in the end, and the entire building was burned to the ground without leaving any trace.
The moment the prefect's wives and concubines knew that Yang Shu was coming, they didn't even pack their luggage and ran away as if running for their lives.
