The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Cheng Chumo felt a little strange.

As Li Yuanji's subordinate, the emperor should have killed Xue Wanche as soon as possible.

Why doesn't the emperor dare to enter Dingzhou City now?

Okay, let's all go and rest. Zhao Chen didn't say much to them.

These things are still not allowed to be known to them.

After all, Li Yuanji's life and death were absolutely secret from the emperor.

If the news that Li Yuanji was not dead spread, I'm afraid someone would have strange thoughts.

This is extremely detrimental to the stability of the country.

Although Zhao Chen didn't care much about this, he couldn't let himself become the source of this trouble.

Everyone dispersed and went back to their rooms to rest.

After days of running around and raining on the road, everyone will feel tired.

After a simple meal, Zhao Chen also rested in the room.

…

Xue Mansion, Xue Wanche had just finished explaining the recent arrangements of the mansion, when he saw the housekeeper of the mansion hurriedly entered the courtyard.

After withdrawing everyone, Xue Wanche returned to the study, sat down cross-legged, took a slow sip of tea, and then looked at the housekeeper.

What happened? Xue Wanche asked.

Master, there are strangers in the city. Some of them blurted out the name of the master. I thought they should be from Chang'an. The housekeeper said to Xue Wanche.

As soon as Cheng Chumo said Xue Wanche's name in Dingzhou City, someone reported it to the housekeeper of the Xue Mansion.

Xue Wanche had a good reputation in Dingzhou. When the people mentioned him, it was General Xue. No one would call him by his first name.

The unfamiliar faces of Zhao Chen and others will naturally attract people's attention easily.

It's very fast. It seems that it's coming straight to my Dingzhou. Xue Wanche said calmly.

There is no other abnormal color on the face.

Who are they? Have you seen the emperor? Xue Wanche asked.

They are all a group of young people. Judging from their appearance, they should all be less than twenty years old. They didn't see the emperor. Maybe they didn't want to meet the master, so they didn't enter the city. The steward explained, and made a careful guess.

sentence.

Don't want to meet so-and-so? Xue Wanche shook his head.

He didn't believe that the emperor meant this.

If the emperor really didn't want to meet him, he wouldn't have asked him to go to Chang'an several times before.

If he doesn't show up, there's probably some other reason.

Is the leader's name Zhao Chen?

The one in the rumor is the emperor's son. Xue Wanche asked.

The rumors coming out of Jinyang are not only spreading in Chang'an City.

The people throughout the Tang Dynasty must have heard this rumor.

Xue Wanche was also extremely curious.

The King of Qin who was strategizing at that time actually overturned the situation with his own son.

Even my son got it wrong.

If this were true, it would probably become a big joke.

The leader is a young man in plain clothes. I heard he is very handsome and has attracted many boudoir girls in the city to go to the inn to see his true appearance.

Miss……

What's wrong, miss? Xue Wanche's expression changed slightly.

He, Xue Wanche, is forty years old this year and has a daughter who is usually treasured by him.

If he followed those women and ran outside the inn...

Then he still wants Xue Wanche's face?

However, his daughter has never been such a superficial person, so logically she should...

No, the lady left the city today and hasn't returned yet. Should we send someone to pick her up? The housekeeper gasped, and Xue Wanche frowned.

No need to ask? Xue Wanche breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, he was worried that his daughter had really gone to the inn.

Fortunately, he just left the city and has not returned yet.

Tell the people below to keep an eye on those people. Xue Wanche

He waved his hand.

After the housekeeper left, Xue Wanche's frown never relaxed.

He was very curious about the emperor's intention of staying outside the city instead of entering the city.

Are you trying to intimidate him, Xue Wanche, or what?

…

Miss, I've been playing all day and I'm going back at this time. I will be scolded by my master again later.

In the evening, a carriage drove slowly toward the city at the city gate.

The people at the city gate took the initiative to step aside and let the carriages enter the city first.

In the carriage, the little girl from the Xue Mansion looked at a weak woman next to her with a look of embarrassment on her face.

Xue Wanche originally promised to let them go out of the city for a walk and return to the city after noon.

It's now time to apply.

This time, she, a little maid, must be scolded to death by her master, Xue Wanche?

Dad said it was after noon, and it is indeed after noon now. Miss Xue said with a smile.

There is a hint of melancholy in the gentleness.

Miss, you should tell the master yourself this. If the master doesn't take care of you, why don't you take care of me, the little maid? Xiaocui, the maid, curled her lips, opened the curtain of the carriage, and looked out at the street.

Miss Xue didn't speak.

When I came back late, my father naturally had to give me a lecture.

No matter who you are, you won't be able to deal with it.

I have lived in Dingzhou City for more than ten years, and I still don't see how he treats ordinary people.

Hey, miss, look what the man in front is doing, grabbing something. Xiao Cui suddenly pointed outside and shouted to Miss Xue.

Miss Xue looked outside and saw a middle-aged man snatching a young man's money bag and running towards her.

The key is that the middle-aged man who robbed things was known to Miss Xue.

He is the butler of their Xue family.

A confidant who has been with her father for more than ten years.

Uncle Li... Before Miss Xue could finish her words, she saw just now

A large group of people suddenly jumped out from behind the young man whose money bag was robbed.

Everyone doesn't look very old.

But at a quick glance, one can see that none of these people are simple.

Miss, what is Butler Li doing? Xiaocui was about to cry.

Why did the dignified butler of the Xue Mansion start robbing people on the street?

They were also bumped into.

If they are caught, will they testify or not?

Eh--

The coachman let out a long voice of surprise.

Then the carriage shook suddenly, and the horse neighed.

Then there was a shout from outside.

You're so damn blind, didn't you block my way on purpose?

Xiaocui looked behind her carefully and saw that the housekeeper of the Xue Mansion was no longer there.

Looking ahead, a dozen young people have gathered around.

The curser was a tall man with a beard.

Among all these people, the big man in front of him didn't look very young.

You obviously frightened my horse, why are you blaming me? The coachman jumped out of the carriage and argued with the bearded man in front of him.

Miss, there won't be a fight, there are so many of them. Xiao Cui cautiously stuck her head out to observe the situation outside.

Although these people in front of them are strangers, they don't look like they are easy to provoke.

Especially the one standing in the middle, who was robbed of his money bag and has not said a word until now.

Everyone else around him is centered around him.

He doesn't seem to be someone to be trifled with.

Miss, look at the guy in the middle. He's pretty good-looking, but his dead face looks like he deserves a beating. Xiaocui and Miss Xue complained.

Miss Xue opened the corner of the door curtain, glanced at the boy Xiaocui was talking about, quickly lowered the curtain, and spat, If someone robbed you of your money, would you still have a good face?