"Master, the girl in the wing room was put in by the old slave."
The housekeeper whispered, the magistrate is a very beautiful woman. The moment the wind blew up Cui Tingyu's veil, the housekeeper happened to see her face. The master would be delighted to see her face like this, so he knocked her out with medicine.
In the land of Qingzhou, who is bigger than the prefect? How much trouble can a girl make?
After sending the person into the side room, the housekeeper originally wanted to wait for Fan Zhiju to come back and talk to him.
But he didn't know that the prince of King Ding's mansion had come to Qingzhou and had to live in the master's mansion. In panic, he forgot about it.
Fan Zhiju frowned, "What's the origin of that girl?"
"I don't know, I don't know, but there was a maid with her at that time."
Scanning the housekeeper, Fan Zhiju pondered deeply. Is it a coincidence or a trap set up by others?
Dare to attack his mansion with a knife and snatch the person from Yang Shu's hand. This strength is not small.
Not many people in Yan State dared to resist King Ding's palace.
If they come from a high family, they don't need to attack at all.
But with an ordinary family background, how could he raise such a fierce guard.
Yang Shu moved in by accident.
Neither to deal with him...
Fan Zhiju took a few steps. It was probably a coincidence. He was a prefect, so he was not worth spending so much time dealing with. I really wanted him to die, so I just sneaked into the mansion at night and stabbed him.
"How dare you kidnap me even if you don't even know where she came from!" Fan Zhiju squinted at the housekeeper.
"Master, I also see that you have been depressed these days, and I want to make you happy." The housekeeper said with fear.
Fan Zhiju kicked him over, "Yang Dandy forced me to give an explanation. If he is not satisfied, not only will the house be saved, but my life will be in danger. Look at how much trouble you have caused!"
"This old slave deserves to die." The butler trembled and knelt down to kowtow.
Fan Zhiju looked at him with cold eyes. He drew out the dagger and stabbed it neatly into the back of the butler's heart. He couldn't let him handle this matter by himself.
It's a pity that it's hard to raise a dog that you like.
After wiping off the blood on his hands, Fan Zhiju motioned to the officer on the side to lift the person up.
"Your Majesty, Governor Fan is here."
"His efficiency is quite fast." Yang Shu opened his eyes and waved his hand.
Fang Zhuang went outside to bring people in.
"Your Majesty, that woman was kidnapped by Chen Jiao. His nephew got into trouble and wanted to use her beauty to get some relief from the official website."
"I actually put the prince into danger. He deserves to die. I have already dealt with him." Fan Zhiju said solemnly.
Fang Zhuang looked at Yang Shu, "There is a corpse outside. It should be the Chen Jiao mentioned by Magistrate Fan. The blood has not dried yet, so I didn't let them carry it in for fear of staining the floor."
Yang Shu threw a grape into his mouth, "Who wants to hear this? Girl, do you know where she came from? Where does she live?"
"I want you to catch them."
"Your Majesty, although Qingzhou is not as good as Jian'an, the girls are also extremely beautiful, especially the oiran of Chunfang Tower..."
"Snapped!"
Yang Shu threw the teacup hard on the ground with a furious look on his face.
"Don't you understand people's words? I only want the one you tied up!"
"If you don't have that ability, just find out where she lives."
Fan Zhiju secretly gritted his teeth and looked up at Yang Shu, "I'll go now."
Holding back his anger, Fan Zhiju strode away.
"Your Majesty, didn't you say that we only watch the show and don't participate in it?" Fang Zhuang scratched his head.
Yang Shu lay back, "With the strength of that group, it's surprising that Fan Zhiju was able to find out if they were on guard."
"I don't want to participate, but if my beauty is snatched from my hands, I want to pretend that nothing happened. Is this like me?"
"Go get some more ice and keep an eye on Guo Yi."
After saying that, Yang Shu closed his eyes and fell asleep. As long as he maintained his character as a playboy, no force would pay attention to him.
Sit tight and watch the show.
Pang Chang frowned, "Your Majesty, we are suppressing bandits this time. Since you are fine, how can you waste time in Qingzhou..."
"Why is it getting dark? My prince has a headache. Hurry, call the doctor!" Yang Shu covered his head and howled.
"Look at you." Fang Zhuang, who was about to help, immediately changed his mind, "Suppressing bandits is important, but the prince's body is not important?"
"It's been a tiring journey and I don't let the prince recuperate for a few days. How can we explain to the marshal if he dies on the way!" Fang Zhuang spitted on his long face.
"I'll go ask the doctor." Pang Chang walked out hurriedly.
"Your Majesty." Fang Zhuang looked at Yang Shu with concern, "If you continue to be patient, Pang Chang has already gone to see the doctor."
"What are you still doing, getting ice? Do you want to heat me to death?"
Seeing that the person was gone, Yang Shu sat up and rubbed his eyebrows. He had made it so obvious that these two guys were stunned and had no suspicion.
I would rather believe that he hit his head and became smart than that he was pretending to be stupid.
After pouring a glass of water, Yang Shu looked into the distance, hoping that the play would happen quickly and not delay him for too long.
Due to Yuexianglou's assassination, there were more government officials patrolling Qingzhou Street, and the atmosphere became cold and solemn.
The people were frightened, but there was no trace of the assassin.
After two days of boredom, Yang Shu couldn't take any more leisure, so he led Fang Zhuangpang out of the house.
Afraid that others would not notice him, Yang Shu put on a mask with a green face and fangs.
Along the way, Yang Shu shook his fan in an exaggerated way, like a gangster.
Looking at Chunfang Tower in front of them, Fang Zhuang and Pang Chang looked at each other, and the prince was still moved.
"Dog!"
Across the bridge, a woman's heart-wrenching cries rang out, and people surrounded her.
"What a sin, he looks only three or four years old."
"It seems that he fell into the water while chasing a kite."
"My chest hasn't even risen, it's impossible."
"Dog!" The woman's voice was pitiful, and she kept shaking the child in her arms, "Look at mother, open your eyes and look at mother."
"How can your mother live?"
"How can I live!!!" The woman opened her mouth wide and kept beating herself.
The onlookers sighed, with expressions of sympathy on their faces.
"Sister, don't do this." someone advised.
"Yes, the child is gone. No matter how sad you are, it will not help. You are still young. Watch out more next time and don't let him get close to the water."
"Dog..."
The woman stopped crying, pushed away the person in front of her, and was about to jump into the river.
"Hurry and hold her!"
Everyone exclaimed.
Yang Shu shook his fan and finally took a step forward.
"Prince?"
Fang Zhuang and Pang Chang were feeling sorry for their children. When they saw Yang Shu going there, they hurriedly followed him.
"Give way." Yang Shu squeezed into the crowd.
Looking at the child's tender face, he squeezed over. While everyone's attention was on the mother, he squatted down and quickly untied the child's clothes.
After cleaning the child's mouth and nose, Yang put his hands on his chest.
"What is the prince doing?" Fang Zhuang looked at this scene blankly and touched Pang Chang with his hand.
"how could I know."
"Isn't it...a new hobby?" Fang Zhuang's eyes widened.
"Don't talk nonsense." Pang Chang looked at Yang Shu without blinking, "No matter how perverted the prince is, he will not have the hobby of playing with corpses."
