Prince Boring and Concubine Qiao Ai

Chapter 5

After these days of overeating and proper exercise, Zhao Ling felt that his body was much stronger. Although he didn't grow much flesh, he had the strength to wield a sword and draw a bow.

After noon, he was about to set off, and he was going to ask Cui Fang for a sword for self-defense.

There is no shortage of weapons in the Luo family's army, so just give him a random one.

He went to find Cui Mian and was told that Cui Mian had not returned from his work.

Turning around and walking out of the tent, he bumped into someone he really didn't want to see. Not seeing each other for 20 years, Luo Yi became more and more elusive, always appearing suddenly from behind him.The dog-legged Ning Zhuang followed behind his master, and gave Zhao Ling an unfriendly look.

Zhao Ling pretended to be blind and wanted to just miss it, but Ning Gouqier said very inappropriately, "Your Highness Thirteenth, don't you see that the prince is here?"

"..."

nonsense!I pretend not to see!Didn't your old man say, let me not get close to your prince and disgust your prince?

However, in the blink of an eye, Zhao Ling lowered his head, and immediately showed Zhao Lian's guts, "I, I...I..."

After finishing speaking, he was so nervous that he was at a loss, and cried a little.

As far as he knows Luo Fuxun's classmate, this prince of Mobei blood has hated the soft-tempered and soft-tempered ones since he was a child, especially Xiao He's kind, who is timid and afraid of things, and sniffs his nose at every turn. He is definitely the one who insists on refusing. The object of friendship.His Luo family has many family precepts, one of which is that a man should stand upright without fear, and be invincible with killing and decisiveness.

The Zhao Lian in front of him should be despised and rejected by him even more than Xiao Bini.

Sure enough, Lord Luo pretended not to see him.

Pass by.

Don't bother to despise him.

Very good, very good, this effect is what I want.

It was only when Lord Luo and Ning Gouqier were far away that Zhao Ling stood still with trembling legs.

The sword was not available, so Zhao Ling decided to find a market along the way to buy one.Anyway, it's for self-defense, and with his thin body, he can't use a good sword that cuts iron like mud.

Concubine Su gave him 1000 taels of silver notes and asked him to spend them as he wished.He thought for a while, put down the silver bill, and said that he didn't need that much.Concubine Su exchanged some 100 taels for him, nodded his head and said, is there ever too much money?

"Easy to be robbed."

"..."

Zhao Ling put the banknote away, so that he can use it when he escapes from the palace in the future.Big money is not easy to spend, and it is easy to be targeted.Although a hundred taels are small, almost any silver village in Daliang can exchange cash at any time.

There were not many swords sold in the market, but there were quite a few daggers. Zhao Ling picked one and only spent three taels of silver. Twenty years ago, countries were at war, and almost all refined iron and steel were expropriated by the state, and it was hard for the people to find gold.Today, it is as cheap as a bag of millet.

When Zhao Ling came back, Luo Yi stood outside the tent with his hands behind his back, looking towards the Nianming Temple near the mountain.

The two tents were very close to each other, Luo Yi was outside, Zhao Ling didn't want to go out, so he leaned on the window and followed to see the hanging temple in the mountain which was under repair.

He almost died there.

If Luo Yi hadn't held him back and let him fall, I'm afraid he would turn back into a cold corpse now.

As soon as he was reborn, he owed Luo Yi for saving his life, but Zhao Ling easily convinced himself that it was Zhao Lian who owed it, not him, because if Luo Yi knew that the soul in Zhao Lian's body was Zhao Ling, he would definitely not Reach that hand down.

Not far away, there are several horses.It was Cui Fang who came back.He took a dozen people with him, and there was a cage car behind him.Zhao Ling couldn't see the people locked in the caged car.Or rather, not human at all.

The man was crossed by a thick chain across his luteal bone. The chain dragged his back and knelt in the center of the cage car. His head was unable to lift up, and his arms seemed to be twisted by force, hanging in the air, heavy. The fine iron shackles locked his rotten feet firmly.

Behind Luo Yi, Ning Zhuang, who was standing as a benchmark, moved his hand holding the sword.

Zhao Ling turned over from the window and was going to sneak around behind the tent to squat in the toilet.

"Your Highness the Thirteenth!"

Cui Fang called to stop him.

Nima doesn't even let people go to the toilet!

Cui Fangqiang pulled him among the crowd and said, "This man is a traitor who has been arrested by the Criminal Department of Daliang for 20 years."

"What do you care about me?" Zhao Ling heard the words "rogue officials and thieves" quite harshly.

"Your Highness the Thirteenth is always curious, what are we looking for?" Cui Ning pointed to the cage cart, "He is the one we caught after searching the mountains and forests, and he is also the murderer who set fire to the Nianming Temple."

Zhao Ling opened half of his eyes, he was pretending to be a little white rabbit trembling from the dead body.

Very close across the cage car, Zhao Ling sighed inwardly, this man is really a man!They all looked like this, neither shouting pain nor cursing, still wanting to struggle to the death, desperately moving the chains, but the body was pulled, and several drops of the remaining blood flowed out.

Zhao Ling suddenly opened his eyes and took half a step back.

"Your Highness the Thirteenth Prince?" Cui Ning saw that something was wrong with the Thirteenth Prince.

Zhao Ling's absent-mindedness lasted only for a moment. He looked at the bloody man in the cage car with his usual compassionate eyes, and said, "This man is quite pitiful."

But the index finger in the sleeve was bleeding from his nails.

"He was the one who almost killed His Highness and Concubine Su." Cui Fang said, "Over the years, he has killed countless officials in Daliang, and the imperial court offered a reward of ten thousand taels of gold for arrest. When I caught him, I was also taken aback. He looks so similar to the woodcutter who set fire to the mountain described by the little nuns."

"Really? Lord Luo came all the way to the southwest to catch him?" Zhao Ling approached the cage, "That's right, he definitely wants to settle the grievances 20 years ago with his own hands."

Cui Fang looked at Luo Yi, Luo Yi did not look at the cage car from the beginning to the end, but looked at Zhao Ling, but Zhao Ling kept pretending not to see and ignore him.He raised his hand to signal Ning Zhuang to push the cage cart away.

Zhao Ling also turned around and followed the cage cart. Ning Zhuang rolled his eyes at him. Zhao Ling accepted them all without moving. you."

Zhao Ling shook his head, "I don't believe it."

"ignorance."

"With you protecting me, he has to pass you first to kill me. He is so injured that he can't beat you." Zhao Ling showed the innocence of a child. It’s you, it’s said that you lost quite miserably in the sword gate competition, and failed to catch all three moves. Although I’m idle in the deep palace, I occasionally look through old books, and I’m not as ignorant as you imagine.”

The prisoner in the cage car actually laughed twice.

Ning Zhuang slammed down the cage, "Crazy."

Zhao Ling turned around and went to a latrine, which was next to the tent where the cage cart was placed.Ning Zhuang said hello to Cui Ning and went for a walk up the mountain to relax. Zhao Ling was annoyed just now. He is very sensitive to the word "Second", and Zhao Ling deliberately mentioned the sword competition.Now he has already been ranked number one. This damned ignorant prince doesn't know what year and month he was looking at the old records. Who is so boring and wrote his most embarrassing competition into the book!

Zhao Ling walked around the latrine, then strolled to the cook's tent, ordered a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and then walked back slowly. Seeing that Luo Yi and Cui Fang had returned to the tent, he took advantage of people's unpreparedness and entered. A tent for a prison cart.

The tent has water tanks and porcelain bowls.It was originally lived by several servants.Zhao Ling scooped up a bowl of water and passed it in through the gap in the cage cart.

The prisoner turned his head to one side.

"I have no grievances with you, why did you set fire to it?" Zhao Ling moved his hand and put it next to the prisoner's mouth.

"Damn you." The prisoner insisted that he didn't want Zhao Ling's favor, so he tried to move the chain. The chain touched Zhao Ling's arm. Hold back half a word.

"Damn? Because the surname is Zhao?" Zhao Ling sighed, "20 years ago, you risked your life for the surname Zhao. Why, regret it?"

"What do you know? Get out!" The prisoner got angry, but he couldn't make a loud voice.

"You don't want to drink water, why don't you eat something, you will have the strength to escape when you are full." Zhao Ling ignored it, just broke the sweet-scented osmanthus cake into pieces, picked up a small piece, and passed it through the gap in the cage car's fence.

The prisoner suddenly bit the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in Zhao Ling's hand, and spat it out with the blood in his mouth.

"Get out! I'll kill you!"

Zhao Ling took out another piece and continued to feed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, "It's easy for you to kill me. If you were not such a dangerous person, they wouldn't wear your pipa bone. But what happens after you kill me? Luo Yi and Ning Zhuang, the same I will lock you up, send you back to Liangdu, and behead you for public display. Except for one more life debt, killing me has no meaning or value."

The prisoner moved his lips, but did not speak.

"Eat," said Zhao Ling's wrist, which still had scars from climbing the cliff at the back of the mountain, like a red earthworm lying on the sallow dead wood. is you."

The voice was so small that only two people could hear it, Zhao Ling said while dipping his other hand in water, and drew a circle on the cage car, scribbling a few strokes inside the circle.

The prisoner opened his eyes wide, only to hear Zhao Ling's middle finger "shh" to his lips.

Zhao Ling fed them piece by piece, and the prisoner obediently gobbled up all the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes.

Then, Zhao Ling touched the wound with his fingers, scraped off some of the wound medicine that had been applied on the wound and hadn't moistened the skin, and put it into the porcelain bowl filled with water just now.

After adding half a bowl of water, Zhao Ling sent it to the cage cart, and the prisoners drank it without even looking at it.

The timing is perfect.

Deliberately leaving Ningzhuang in anger, the first step.

Dangling the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in front of the person, lowering Luo Jiajun's attention to him, the second step.

The ointment melted in the water was Xue Jiajun's wound medicine, which was taken externally to stop bleeding and internally to relieve pain.

With Ning Zhuang absent, Cui Fangkong is talented and does not understand martial arts, leaving Luo Yi alone as a difficult one.Luo Yi is more or less concerned about the child in Concubine Su's womb, Concubine Su will never leave her alone.

Zhao Ling climbed onto the cage cart and pulled out a thin wire from his sleeve.

Unlock all the locks, leaving the chains that go through the chest.

"Just be patient."

He closed his eyes and twitched with all his strength, but the prisoner remained silent as he thought.He continued to take the medicine from his own wound, and applied all of it to the prisoner's wound to stop the bleeding.

"Take me hostage later." Zhao Ling handed the dagger he just bought to the prisoner.

"What's your relationship with Xue Jiajun?" The prisoner clenched his dagger tightly, but he still couldn't help asking.

Zhao Ling didn't answer. He smashed the bowl in his hand and shouted, "You... you... how are you... Come on! Come on! Help! Help!"

The guard outside the door rushed in upon hearing the sound.

"Don't...don't come here...I...he said that as long as I am obedient, he won't hurt me...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…

"Fang Jing! He's just a dispensable prince. Do you think you can escape?" Cui Fang never thought that such a thing would happen. Could it be that what he told Zhao Ling was all nonsense?

"Prepare a fast horse." Fang Jing said.

Zhao Ling muttered while weeping, "Give him, give him a horse quickly, the sooner the better."

Concubine Su also came out of the tent, she didn't understand this, she only knew that the thirteenth prince was in danger, "Lord Luo! Lord Luo! Save the thirteenth prince!"

Cui Fang looked at his master, Luo Yi stood in front of the tent and nodded.

Soon, the Luo family army prepared a horse, and the people surrounding them spread out to both sides.Fang Jing grabbed Zhao Lingfei's horse, twitched his arm, and the horse ran down the mountain.For the first time after his rebirth, Zhao Ling experienced the exhilaration of galloping on horseback. He was thin and small, sitting in front, feeling the sharp cold wind running through his throat.

"Pull the bow!" Cui Fang ordered the master archers in the Luo family army to prepare.

"No need." Luo Yi looked at the two of them, and gradually moved away from sight, "Let him go."

"But my lord..."

"Let him go." Luo Yi always said the same thing, and rarely repeated the order a second time.

"Yes, my lord." Cui Fang secretly hated that Ning Zhuang was not here at this time.

Luo Yi whistled, and a maroon horse galloped over from the racecourse. It was his mount, Maxima Xiao Sansan.Although the name is weird, no one dares to underestimate Xiao Sansan's strength.

"I'll be back when I go."

The prince wants to chase after him personally?

Cui Fang didn't know what kind of medicine the prince was selling. In the past 20 years, all the people and matters related to the Xue family army had to be handled in his own hands.This time, it took so much effort to come to the southwest from Mobei, and took advantage of the conflict between Concubine Su and Concubine Kuang to set up this trap, which attracted Fang Jing to take the bait and be captured.But the thirteenth prince came out and sent food to others in a compassionate manner, but he couldn't do anything but cry when he was kidnapped.

How could the royal family give birth to such a baby.It's really embarrassing to the Zhao royal family.

Zhao Ling didn't think so. When he saw no one was chasing him, he jumped off his horse. He couldn't go too far, otherwise Luo Yi would have to find him after searching the hills. Bring endless troubles to Fang Jing.

He beckoned to Fang Jing, "Hurry up, don't think about revenge all day long, there are so many sinners in the world, can you kill them all? It's so rare in a peaceful and prosperous age, and it's too late to enjoy it. Be an ordinary person, do your best!" Go on living. Under Zhao Xiaoqi's nine springs, if I know you are still alive, I don't know how happy I will be."

Fang Jing has too many questions to ask, but his chest hurts badly, and if he delays any longer, the gods may not be able to save him.What is the relationship between this child and the Lord?He knows too many secrets about the Xue family army, the pattern of the secret talisman, the ratio of traumatic medicine and water to achieve the effect of internal pain relief, and the decisiveness to pull out the chain that wears his lute bone, but why does his every word and deed clearly agree with the Lord? Completely different, but gave him such a familiar feeling?

his face...

He looks five points like the master.

Is it...

The Lord secretly gave birth to a son without telling them...

Fang Jing almost blurted out, after thinking about it, the future is long, so it's not too late to ask later.

Fang Jing left, Zhao Ling squatted where he was, and as expected, someone chased him, but he didn't expect it to be Luo Yi.

"My lord, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Zhao Ling hugged his face and cried. The more he cried, the more sad he became. All of them turned into tears that filled the eyes, brushing straight away.

"Get on the horse." Luo Yi was ten meters away from him.

Zhao Ling wiped away his tears and stood still.

Are you sure you want to ride with me?

Zhao Ling twitched the corners of his mouth. His clothes were filthy. Could it be that the cleanliness of the stuffy gourd has been cured?

Xiao Sansan turned the horse's head around, probably expressing her doubts.

I haven't seen him for many years, but Xiaosan Sansheng is stronger and more handsome, with bright red fur, and he is also an outstanding horse among the thousand-mile horses.Back then, Xiao Sansan was almost slaughtered and sold as horse meat. Fortunately, he met Bole, who not only saved its life, but also found a good owner for it, and took a unique and nice one by the way. name.

I don't know which mountain my little Qiqi went to occupy the mountain and become king.

"Get on the horse," Luo Yi led the horse and took three steps forward.Zhao Ling felt that Luo Yi seemed afraid of approaching him.Probably because it was too dirty, there was not only dust on the clothes, but also a lot of blood.

"I...my legs are weak...can you...hug me..." Surviving a catastrophe, relying on Zhao Lian, will definitely seize the opportunity at this time, disgusting Luo Yi, and then dreaming about the future after the two have a skin-to-skin relationship , Luo Yi will be fascinated by his beauty, and then become his straw to adopt him to the Luo Palace... Since Zhao Lian's body is used, respect the character of the original owner.

Based on his understanding of Luo Yi, Luo Yi will definitely regret chasing after him, and even regret that he did not let Fang Jing kill the thirteenth prince who humiliated Zhao Qi on the spur of the moment, and would probably let him leave his horse. Go farther and walk back.

"Get on the horse."

"What?" Zhao Ling clicked his ears, heard right?

Luo Yi took the horse a few strides forward, lifted his back collar, and threw him onto the horse's back in disgust. Zhao Ling grabbed the reins tightly with a cat-like pounce, so he didn't slip off.

Sitting upright, Zhao Ling touched Xiao Sansan's mane, thinking to himself, Luo Yi will definitely bathe you at least three times when you go back, and you will be wronged.

He moved forward, the horse had a broad back, and he was thin and thin, there was about half a man's seat between the two of them, and he could sit there.

Luo Yi took the horse rope, as if he wanted to lead the horse back.

If the palace knows that the majestic King Luo of Mobei is giving him a horse for the thirteen princes who are as insignificant as dust, they will be envious and jealous to death!He had only enjoyed this kind of treatment once in his previous life, and it was when he was seriously injured and was about to die.Zhao Ling pressed his face against Xiao Sansan's thick mane, and couldn't hold back his laughter.

Luo Yi's back trembled slightly.