Chapter 282

Han Yu was also unlucky.

Yesterday, he finally urged Cheng Jing to go to Jishan paoquan, but they didn't know which Tangquan Yuanjing and his party went to.

In desperation, they had to send someone to ask, so they delayed a lot of time and just met the Shizi and his party in the north of the town.

Simply speaking, Han Yu has nothing to do with the prince of the Marquis house in the north of the town, but they are still involved.

The prince of the waiting house in the north of town was a son of a concubine. He was asked to be the prince. Naturally, his identity should be slightly improved, so he was raised at the knee of his legitimate mother.

Unfortunately, the real mother is Han Yu's father's real sister, that is, Han Yu's aunt.

He knew that his aunt didn't like the concubine, but he had to pinch his nose to be nice to the concubine for the sake of the Duke's family in the north of town.

Considering his aunt and keenly aware of Dongqing's situation, Han Yu was afraid that something might happen to the other party, so he came forward to persuade him. The prince of the waiting house in the north of town was arrogant and dandy, but he could do it on the surface and was very respectful to Han Yu.

But geese, it's no use just being respectful.

He said he would never die. His body still went to the flower streets and willows honestly.

Cheng Jing scoffed at the place, and there was no past.

Han Yu felt uneasy and couldn't stop Shizi. He had to follow him.

With him staring, I hope it won't cause trouble.

It happened that Huakui was selling at a high price on the first night. The Huakui looked really beautiful. He immediately hooked the soul of the prince of the waiting house in the north of the town. He also wanted to buy people for a night at a high price. Unfortunately, he met a very dandy northern nobleman, and the two sides fell in love.

The prince of the Marquis mansion in the north of the town killed people in the chaos because of his large number of people. Han Yu tried to stop him, but was also injured by mistake.

It doesn't matter whether he was accidentally injured or not. What matters is that the prince of the waiting house in the north of the town died in Huakui's stomach, but Beijiang doesn't want to end it. He insists that this matter is related to Han Yu and drags him into the water. He hopes Dongqing will hand over Han Yu and give them an explanation.

Jiang Pengji suddenly asked after hearing Liu she's story.

"Father, did someone shout to break Han Yu's identity last night? For example, he was an expert of Mr. Yuanjing?"

Feng Jin listened carefully and looked thoughtful. When Jiang Pengji asked, he suddenly understood.

"Lan Ting's words mean... Beijiang bites Han Yu and doesn't let go. In fact, it's aimed at Mr. Yuanjing?"

Jiang Pengji nodded and said firmly, "the prince of the waiting house in the north of town died in that way and died disgracefully. Northern Xinjiang should be very satisfied. But they didn't stop. Instead, they pushed Han Yu to the forefront of the storm and attacked him. Naturally, they had another plan."

Han Yu is not as sensitive as the son of the marquis in the north of Zhenbei. What did Beijiang do against him for no reason?

Jiang Pengji's guess is also reasonable. Liu she remembered something when she was reminded.

"Mr. Yuanjing fought with the barbarians of the three ethnic groups in Northern Xinjiang and claimed back the three cities. The peace envoy sent by the northern Xinjiang side was Wu liese. He was one of the few barbarians who liked to read books. However, he was headstrong and had no eyes. After reading several classics and historical collections, he felt that he was proficient in the Central Plains culture. He suggested that the northern Xinjiang imperial court negotiate peace with Dongqing, and offered to cut the three cities and bow his head Chen, Nian Na, Sui coin these conditions. He is not good at learning and is blind and arrogant. He gambled with Mr. Yuanjing and lost three cities. He was angry to death. "

When Jiang Pengji heard Wu lieser's awkward name, she suddenly thought of Wu LIBA ManJiang she had met before.

Liu she seemed to see the doubt in her eyes and smiled suddenly.

"Wu liese is Wu Liba's uncle. They are called 'wise men' in Northern Xinjiang. They serve the imperial court and act as counselors or generals. In Northern Xinjiang, everyone eats their hair and drinks blood. They are backward and barbaric. They also advocate looting. Basically, few people have brains... Dongqing didn't pay attention to them at the beginning of the founding of the people's Republic of China. It's just that there are many kings of the royal family in Northern Xinjiang in recent two generations He was bold and gradually realized the importance of the brain. Only then did he focus on promoting "wise men". It is estimated that they have always hated the death of Wu lieser. "

Liu she never looked up to the three ethnic groups in Northern Xinjiang, nor did she think that these guys could enter the Central Plains, because the proportion of muscles in their minds was too high. A race that only knew how to destroy civilization but did not know how to preserve, create and continue civilization was doomed to fail.

Feng Jin listened carefully and frowned all the time.

"In this way, does Beijiang want to challenge Mr. Yuanjing?"

Liu she said, "Most of the reason is to demonstrate. In those days, Wu lieser claimed to be the most intelligent person in Northern Xinjiang. There were even rumors that he was the reincarnation of Wenqu Xingjun and enjoyed a high reputation in Northern Xinjiang. If he was not so confident and firmly believed that he would win, how would he be willing to gamble with Mr. Yuanjing with the three cities? As a result, Wu lieser had little power to fight back, and his face in Northern Xinjiang was swollen."

It was a small thing that his face was swollen. Wu lieser was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot. After returning, he was depressed in his heart and died of anger in a few days.

Mr. Yuanjing stepped on the face of everyone of the three ethnic groups in Northern Xinjiang and was able to live in Langya safely. It was also a skill.

Feng Jin said anxiously, "in this way, Han Yu and Mr. Yuanjing... Aren't they more dangerous and less auspicious?"

Beijiang obviously wants to take this opportunity to find the venue. Even if he doesn't kill Mr. Yuanjing, he will also kill Han Yu, or both, which will ruin their reputation as teachers and disciples.

For literati, fame and dignity are far better than their own lives.

Not to mention Mr. Yuan Jing, a famous teacher and scholar in Kyushu.

Compared with Feng Jin's worry, Jiang Pengji's face was as usual, and there was a taste of watching a good play in her eyes.

She said, "Huai Yu, do you think Mr. Yuanjing will be embarrassed by such a small matter after he has become famous for many years?"

Although she and Mr. Yuan Jing met only a few times, and the other party seemed to be an ordinary middle-aged man with profound knowledge and kind character, Jiang Pengji always looked at people accurately. Although Mr. Yuan Jing's face was getting old, his eyes were always young and energetic.

Feng Jin was dumb.

Jiang Pengji said firmly, "I believe the gentleman will solve this matter beautifully in less than three days!"

Why three days?

Because the evaluation will begin in three days, Han Yu will also participate.

Unless Feng Jin is so unlucky that she hurts her hand and can't write, how can Mr. Yuanjing watch his beloved miss a vital event in life?

If he can't even do this, it would be too bad for him to be highly praised and affirmed by people all over the world. Jiang Pengji also feels that she doesn't need to study with such a teacher, which will harm people's children.

In fact, Mr. Yuanjing didn't spend three days, only half a day. He sent a letter to the envoy of Northern Xinjiang. No one knew what was written in it. Han Yu was sent back intact, and Northern Xinjiang didn't mention any more difficult things.