The dusk in Linze has always been a beautiful scenery sung by literati. Standing at the top of the city in Linze, you can see a line of yellow sand at the end of the horizon. The soft orange-red light of the setting sun evenly covers everything you look at. The corner, the sand sea in the distance, the moat and city wall nearby, and the green hills behind the city, every place is intoxicated under the warm sun, and the face is glowing orange as if drunk. The setting sun on the sand sea here can make people feel more emotional about being together in the world at this moment than the bright moon on the sea. A black spot gradually appeared on the line of yellow sand, and then the upper body slowly appeared, and then the leaping horse appeared. A man was galloping over on horseback in the afterglow of the setting sun, riding like a lychee. It was not until the smoke and dust raised by this man and his horse was about to dissipate that another group of men and horses galloped out from the place where the horse and horse appeared just now. The black flag fluttered in the wind and made a hunting sound. There was a single book with a silver hook on the flag. The word "Zheng" is the same as the word "Linze" on the city gate. Each stroke shows killing.
When King Dingxi came to the bridge, he swung his right leg back and crossed the horse's tail. His left foot did not leave the stirrup, and the horse did not stop galloping. With a little lightness of his right foot, he jumped onto the horse again. He could sit still and the horse was about to enter the city gate. This is the rule set by Wang Ranzheng of Dingxi himself - you must dismount when entering the city. Wangsun and his grandson are no different from ordinary people. All the soldiers in the city knew that the prince was in an emergency. Normally, the prince would dismount his horse and lead the horse into the city on foot, just like the group of guards who had arrived at the bridge at this moment.
"Is my son okay? Yun'er! Daddy is back!" Before Ran Zhengren entered the young prince's yard, the voice had already arrived, causing thin soil to rustle from the eaves.
"Your Majesty! You slaves must die, Your Majesty!" As soon as Ran Zheng strode into the courtyard, he was stopped by two maids who knelt down in front of him.
"What's wrong? Aren't you two serving the young prince? Why are you crying!" Ran Zheng shouted, his heart tightened, thinking that it had only been six days, not even seven.
"Little Prince, Little Prince, he...is lost..." The two maids cried louder.
"What?! Lost it? How did you lose it?" Ran Zheng asked with his eyes widened.
"The slaves didn't know it, and they disappeared for no reason. The guardian said that he never left the courtyard. Commander Zhao and his people searched the entire palace again, but they couldn't find it." A maid said.
"I couldn't find it anywhere, so Madam, Madam went to find a fortune teller to predict good or bad luck. The fortune teller said, the fortune teller said..." Another maid hesitated to speak.
"What are you talking about!" Ran Zheng shouted.
The maid felt her heart breaking and blurted out: "The young prince was taken away by ghosts!" After saying this, she kowtowed "bang bang bang".
"Fart, the nurse said he didn't leave the yard, then he definitely didn't leave the yard!" the prince said angrily.
"Come here!" The prince shouted again.
"Here!" Two armored soldiers appeared out of nowhere and stood ready.
"Brothers from the four battalions of the East, West, South, and North gathered at the martial arts field. Within one day, they bulldozed the palace, dug three feet of the ground, and rebuilt it." The prince said.
"Yes!" The two soldiers said another word and immediately turned and left.
"Get started!" The prince said to the two maids, and then walked into the young prince's bedroom. As soon as he entered, he immediately ran out and shouted from the air: "You two! Come back! Don't give orders yet!"
"Yes!" A weak reply came from the distance, and the prince took a deep breath and hurried back to the house. Then he shouted: "You two maids, come in!"
The two girls moved into the young prince's bedroom tremblingly, not daring to raise their heads. The prince's tone became calmer, but he was still a little angry. He asked solemnly: "Come on, who of you two can tell you, what is this?"
The two girls trembled again and slowly raised their heads, looking in the direction the prince pointed. The young prince was sleeping peacefully on the bed. If you listen carefully, you can hear a faint snore. The two maids were dumbfounded and panicked at that time. They knelt down on the ground with a thump. They knelt very neatly and quickly. The two maids only made a "thump" from their knees.
"Your Majesty! I don't know what's going on, Your Majesty! He has lost the little Prince for two days! He didn't have it just now!" A maid said in a panic.
"It's the real prince! Even if I borrow ten thousand of my slaves' courage, I won't dare to make fun of you! The young prince has really been captured by a ghost, and his wife has already gone to perform rituals!" Another maid also said in a panic.
"Yes, Your Majesty! Madam also came here just now. When we went in together, the young prince hadn't come back yet! Madam can prove it to you!" the maid added.
"Okay! Get lost! I'll ask my wife later, if you two lie even half a word, I will train with the army for a month." The prince said.
"Yes..." the two women responded and slowly walked backwards out of the room.
"What's going on? Why did the young prince suddenly appear again?" A maid asked in confusion.
"Shut up! You still hope that the young prince has not come back!" Another maid shouted at the top of her voice.
"Hush!" The maid quickly made a silencing gesture and said, "Hurry up and leave."
"Let's go and tell Madam that the young prince is back," the maid said.
"That's right, if Madam is happy, please say a few words to the prince, otherwise we will be training with the army for a month and we will die there." Another maid said.
"I heard that a female spy was caught some time ago, and the prince directly rewarded four battalions of soldiers, one day for each battalion in the east, west, north and south." The maid said and shuddered.
"That's right. I heard that I just visited one camp. I just left Dongying and died before I even got to Xiying." Another girl also shuddered.
"Why did he die? It only took a day..." the maid said.
"How else could he die? Just kill him like that..." said another.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, kill me alive..." The maid's scalp felt numb for a while.
"Think about it, how many people there are in a battalion, and they are soldiers, tsk tsk tsk...what will it look like." Another one also said with trembling teeth.
"We won't be..." the maid said.
"No, the prince is only cruel to foreigners and very lenient to his own people." Another said.
"Hehe, I think you are eager to be sent there." Another girl said again, "Look at your body, you can withstand two battalions of men."
"You can do whatever you want with the three battalions." The maid also fired back with a smile.
"Your four battalions..."
"You spin in a circle..."
"You can still beat me in a circle..."
"Hehehe...you are shameless,"
The two of them ran towards the courtyard of the Princess Road, laughing and playing. The young prince came back, and the weather cleared for them.
"That's the way it is, husband..." As soon as the princess entered the door, she gave the young prince a hearty meal with pear blossoms and rain, and then she cried and told him the experience of the past two days.
"Oh, so after the monk finished performing the ritual, Yun'er came back inexplicably?" Ran Zheng said with an annoyed smile.
"It's really like this. A dozen pairs of eyes were watching from the beginning to the end. It's just me talking nonsense." The princess said timidly.
"You! You, a woman, even believe this! There must be something hidden in this. When Yun'er wakes up later, I will ask personally." Ran Zheng said.
"Where are those friends of Yun'er you mentioned now?" Ran Zheng asked again.
"It's in the yard next door." said the princess.
"You wait here for Yun'er to wake up. I'll have to give him medicine later." After saying that, he walked towards the side.
As soon as Ran Zheng entered the courtyard, he saw a young man in white clothes sitting on the edge of the corridor. He looked at him with a smile as he came in. He walked down the steps step by step, cupped his hands and grinned, "Uncle Wang."
Ran Zheng was stunned for a moment, then immediately laughed and said: "Haha! It's your kid!" Then he rubbed Chen Yuan's head for a while, just like Chen Yuan rubbed Tai Mo's head. Said: "It's already so high!"
"Uncle Wang's demeanor is still the same as before! How come he hasn't aged at all?" Chen Yuan still gritted his teeth and said with a smile.
"You bastard, let me tell you again, I am your king of Dingxi and uncle Ran Zheng. I am not your uncle Ran Zheng, the king of Dingxi." He scolded Chen Yuandao with a smile on his head.
Chen Yuan smiled and didn't reply.
"Is your dad okay?" Ran Zheng asked again.
"That's great. I haven't seen him for a year. I think he hasn't passed away yet." Chen Yuan said.
"You brat, you're talking nonsense, I'm going to beat you up." He said as if he was going to beat you up.
"Where have you been, Uncle Wang, these two days? I finally came to visit you once, but you're still not here." Chen Yuan asked knowingly.
"That little brother of yours ran away blindly all day long! The beggar dressed up as a monster from the Western Regions slapped him in the middle and hit the rusty grass." Ran Zheng said.
"Weeds are like rust? Is this a skill similar to the poisonous sand palm?" Chen Yuan asked again.
"That's the one! The one who died in seven days." Ran Zheng said.
"Then apart from Shi Zhang himself, only Mr. Wu from the Ten Thousand Medical Valley can solve the problem." Chen Yuan said.
"Haha! You are well-informed! Well, what do you think I have been doing these days?" Ran Zheng said, taking out a small bottle from his arms and shaking it proudly.
"It takes exactly six days to go back and forth, so you have a lot of time." Ran Zheng added.
"It's good, but it's a pity that it can't be used." Chen Yuan said.
"Why can't it be used?" Ran Zheng asked.
"The young prince was captured by a ghost." Chen Yuan said.
"Is it true? Do you believe it?" Ran Zheng said in surprise.
"Of course I don't believe it." Chen Yuan smiled.
"I'm just telling you! You two, father and son, are more evil than ghosts. Can you believe this?" Ran Zheng said with a smile.
"There are quite a few people who believe it," Chen Yuan said.
"Your aunt also believed it, and said she had seen it with her own eyes. Many maids also said they had seen it, and some of them were crazy and were being raised in other courtyards." Ran Zheng said.
"I heard it through the courtyard wall. When the ghost saw you coming back, he was so frightened that he sent the young prince back overnight." Chen Yuan bared his teeth and said with a smile.
"Go!" Ran Zheng slapped Chen Yuan on the back of the head and said, "Let's go over and take a look."
Chen Yuan followed Ran Zheng to the young prince's room next to him. The princess was wiping the young prince's face with a warm towel.
"I've met the princess." Chen Yuan bowed to the princess.
"Pah!" Ran Zheng slapped Chen Yuan again and said, "Stop making a fool of yourself and just call me aunt."
The princess was surprised to see her husband, who had always been stern and unsmiling, so close to this young man. She was immediately at a loss and said: "This young man is..."
"I mentioned to you, but you may not have the impression of my savior's child." Ran Zheng said.
"But... oh, aunt didn't know before, and she neglected you very much. You can't bear grudge against aunt." The princess seemed to have some doubts, but didn't say anything, so she said politely.
"Auntie was joking. The big dinner last night still smells like meat when I burp." Chen Yuan said with a smile.
"The young prince is back?" Chen Yuan looked at the bed at this time. Ran Yun was sleeping soundly.
"Well, it appeared out of nowhere, just like it disappeared out of nowhere. It's so scary!" said the princess.
"Auntie found the mage and was able to subdue the ghost." Chen Yuan said.
"I also think that it must be Master Wen's contribution. I will go and thank him early tomorrow morning." The princess said excitedly.
"No need, it may be sunny or cloudy tomorrow," Chen Yuan said, then smiled and said, "Auntie's legs and feet have also recovered?"
"Huh? It's true! As soon as I heard that Yun'er was back, I ran over happily. It's true that you said that, I didn't feel any pain at all!" the princess said in surprise.
After speaking, he looked up at Chen Yuan, only to see Chen Yuan looking at him with a smile. The smile was so uncomfortable, as if he was watching you make a fool of yourself.
"I estimate that the master can find the young prince, and healing your legs is just a matter of doing it." Chen Yuan said.
"Hey, my lord, why don't you go and have a look? Maybe the master found the young prince and detoxified him from the poison at the same time?" Chen Yuan said.
Ran Zheng glanced at Chen Yuan strangely, then walked over and pulled open Ran Yun's shirt - his chest was clean, white and tender, with no palm prints anywhere.
"It's really amazing, haha..." Ran Zheng smiled, with a hint of evil flashing in his eyes.
"It seems that I am too nervous. I just wait for the devil to catch this bastard. It will be a blessing in disguise." Ran Zheng said again.
"Not entirely. If the devil fails to catch the young prince, he will still need your antidote." Chen Yuan said with a smile.
"Who are you looking for? It's not Master Wen? But the monk from Nanbeiyuan?" The prince ignored Chen Yuan and asked the princess.
"Yes." The princess nodded and stopped crying, but her eyes were still red.
"Hmph." The prince snorted coldly, "I want to ask him where the devil came from and captured my son, and what ability he has to detoxify my son through the air."
"Husband, it's good that the child is back. Don't cause any trouble again." The princess was slightly flustered.
"Take Yun'er to your room and wait for him to wake up. This room is cold. I'll go back as soon as I go." Ran Zheng said and stepped out. At this time, Vice General Zhao just arrived and saw the prince going out with an angry look on his face. Let's go. He stopped halfway through the salute and followed him out without saying a word. Several soldiers along the way saw that the prince and Commander Zhao were silent and walked straight out with unkind expressions on their faces. They simply followed behind... Wait until After leaving the gate of the palace, the prince was followed by soldiers wearing armor and helmets.
"Auntie, don't cry. The young prince will wake up soon. If he sees you with red eyes when you wake up, the young prince will feel guilty because of the deep love between mother and son." Chen Yuan bowed and said that he would follow Ran Zheng out.
"Stop..." the princess trembled.
Chen Yuan heard the sound and stood still without looking back.
"What do you know? How much do you know..." The princess' voice became even trembling.
"Basically... I know everything." Chen Yuan sighed, still not looking back.
Hearing this, the princess seemed to have been drained of all her strength, and collapsed on the bedside of Ran Yun. She laughed sadly twice and said: "It should be, it should be... I will wait for you and the prince to come back, and I will apologize." He said, while looking at the little prince smiling gently, and gently stroking his face.
Chen Yuan tilted his head slightly and said, "I also know that you love him very much and will never let him be hurt in the slightest. I also know that he can't live without you as his mother." After that, he strode away, After hearing this, the princess looked at Chen Yuan's retreating figure and burst into tears. He quickly wiped his face clean twice more and stroked his son's cheek harder, as if he almost couldn't touch it.
