The next day, Huo Yuyan didn't see Jiang Suzhou in the imperial study. The eunuch who was guarding the imperial study was Prince Jing's henchman.
Huo Yuyan entered the imperial study. Before he could say anything, the eunuch greeted him with a flattering smile and said, "Your Highness, are you looking for our prince?"
He really knew how to flatter himself.
Huo Yuyan's expression turned cold as he looked at the eunuch coldly.
However, this eunuch was the worst at reading people's expressions. Seeing Huo Yuyan's expression, the eunuch acted as if he didn't notice at all. He explained with a smile, "Our prince is not feeling well today, so he won't be coming. He specially sent this servant to greet Your Highness."
Huo Yuyan said coldly, "I know. You can go back."
The eunuch sighed and retreated.
Huo Yuyan turned to look at the eunuch's back. His face showed some suspicion.
But soon after, his doubts were answered.
After the eunuch retreated, Huo Yuyan sat down on the dragon throne and realized that the files on the dragon table were missing a lot. He roughly flipped through them and realized that the files on the transfer of officials that he had been working on these days were all missing.
Sure enough, there must be something wrong when things are out of the ordinary.
Huo Yuyan frowned and ordered the eunuch beside him, "I still have some files that I didn't finish yesterday. Why aren't they here?"
The young eunuch responded and hurriedly went to ask.
After a while, the eunuch ran all the way back and said hurriedly, "Your Highness, the people outside said that General Huo came to the imperial study today and asked if you've been very busy recently. He heard that these files were all handled by you, so he took them all away and said that he would distribute them for you. "
Those files had indeed been organized, but Huo Yuyan had always been cautious. Even if it was completed, he would still check and confirm it again.
However, Huo Wujiu's actions seemed to be really helping him, but it ended up backfiring.
This time, he couldn't say anything. He could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger as he said in a low voice, "I know. Later, send someone to thank Wujiu on my behalf. "
The eunuch nodded.
Seeing Huo Yuyan's ugly expression and sitting in front of the imperial table with nothing to do, the little eunuch hurriedly went forward and whispered, "But I heard that Miss Lou didn't go to the army today."
Huo Yuyan paused, then looked up and asked, "Where did she go?"
The little eunuch said, "I heard Miss Lou usually likes to wander around the city of Lin 'an. After all, there was nothing to do today. His Highness the Crown Prince must have been tired these days, so he might as well relax a little. You're new here. Why don't you let Miss Lou show you around? "
Huo Yuyan paused for a moment, then smiled faintly.
"You shouldn't disturb me," he said warmly.
"It's not a bother! Miss Lou likes crowds, so she must like to travel with others! If Your Highness is willing, why don't I send someone to inquire about it? "
Huo Yuyan pondered for a moment and nodded.
"Very well," he said. "Just be careful. Don't be abrupt. It's not good to disturb Miss Lou."
The little eunuch smiled ambiguously and repeatedly said yes.
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Lou Wanjun was indeed someone who couldn't stay idle.
It was mainly because a few days ago, she made several new friends at the banquet to welcome Huo Yuyan. Those new friends were all generals under Huo Wujiu's command. She didn't have the opportunity to meet them before, but after drinking together, they could be considered acquaintances.
These people were all people who loved to wander around. Even though they had just gone south, they had explored all the good places in Lin 'an. They said that there was a sorghum wine in Xi City that was excellent. Not only was it rich, but the fragrance could be smelled from half a mile away. When it was drunk, it was even more intense and fragrant.
Lou Wanjun was tempted by his words.
These days, because there were many nobles in the city and Huo Wujiu often went to the army camp, these generals strictly guarded their posts and didn't dare to wander around.
On the other hand, Lou Wanjun was free and quiet. Urged by the generals, she slipped into the city to buy wine.
Lou Wanjun, on the other hand, liked this task very much and agreed without hesitation.
However, Xi City was very big, and the generals were unfamiliar with the place, so they didn't give her the exact location. Lou Wanjun didn't find it troublesome. She strolled around Xi City and followed the smell to find the shop.
In the end, before she found the shop, her attention was attracted by the sound of something being smashed.
Not far in front of her, there were a few people who looked like scholars. They were surrounding something and were smashing and smashing it.
As they smashed something on the ground, there was a crashing sound. Something rolled out from the crowd. Lou Wanjun took a closer look and saw that it was a pen.
"Let me see what our Lin 'an's gifted scholar, Young Master Nie Cong, has written," one of them said in a loud voice in the crowd.
Then, he read the thing in his hand in a strange tone.
"My wife, Gui 'e, during the time I was away, how was the family? It's time for the rice to be harvested. I'm working in the city and can't go back. You and our mother have to … "
He heard a clear voice in the crowd interrupt him.
"Brother Du, this is someone else's private letter. It's better not to make it public." The man said.
"What private letter? Aren't you the one who wrote it?" The man shrieked. "I know that Young Master Nie is very poor and wants to set up a stall to write letters to this group of illiterate poor people to earn money. You don't have to belittle yourself and write such nonsense, right?"
"The letter is for his wife to read, not for Brother Du to read." The clear voice sounded again. "Please return this letter to me," Ye Futian said.
"Return it to you? If you have the ability, why don't you come and take it? Nie Cong, if you dare to touch a finger of mine here, then you will be accused of committing a crime in the city. Let's see if you still have the qualifications to participate in the exam next year. "
Lou Wanjun frowned more and more as he listened.
What kind of person was this? Openly smashing someone's stall in the middle of the city and making a false countercharge?
Lou Wanjun had never seen such things happen since he was young. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to push through the crowd and rush in.
At this moment, an old woman pulled him back.
"Miss, don't go!" The old woman was selling insoles and her hands were full of rough calluses.
Lou Wanjun turned around and saw the old woman hurriedly advise, "That Young Master Du is the young master of a high-ranking official's family. He has caused trouble here several times and no one dares to interfere."
Lou Wanjun frowned, "Then why is he causing trouble?"
The old woman lowered her voice, "The young master who wrote the letter came from a poor family, but he took first place in the provincial examination. This Young Master Du is the same age as him and is jealous. "
Lou Wanjun sneered, "What high-ranking official? I want to meet him."
Even if he was Huo Wujiu's son, she would still beat him up without hesitation.
The old woman hurriedly pulled her back, "Miss! This is going to cost you your head! "
Lou Wanjun patted her hand and warmly said, "Wanjun, don't be afraid. I'm better than him."
As she spoke, she turned around and rolled up her sleeves to push through the crowd.
That Young Master Du had brought along a few followers and was making a scene. The stall where he wrote the letter was smashed into a mess. The young master held the letter in his hand and kept moving closer to the young man who wrote the letter.
As for the young man, he stood in place like a pine tree. His hands were tightly clenched at his sides and the veins on the back of his hands were slightly bulging.
"You do it. Come, just greet the young master!" That Young Master Du was still hooting.
Lou Wanjun strode forward and grabbed him by the back of his collar.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." She clenched her teeth and single-handedly turned Young Master Du around. Then, she punched him hard in the face that he had just leaned forward.
Immediately, he was thrown off his feet and the surrounding people cried out in alarm.
Lou Wanjun did not care about this. This Young Master was just a weakling who only knew how to recite poems and paint. In front of her, he was even worse than a sandbag in the army camp. She held it with one hand and swung it at his face, easily beating the young master until his face was bruised and swollen.
Then, she raised her hand and pushed that Young Master Du to the corner of the wall.
There were even soft cheers from the surrounding crowd.
"Who are you, how dare you be so impudent here!" A lackey at the side quickly shouted.
In the next moment, Lou Wanjun grabbed him by the collar.
"I was just about to ask you." She curled up the corner of her mouth and revealed a smile that was gnashing her teeth. "Let me hear, how great is your father that he dares to let you cause trouble in this busy city?"
That Young Master Du who was beaten black and blue finally opened his eyes and shouted, "Where did this bitch come from! You really don't want to live anymore! "
Hearing the words "b * tch", Lou Wanjun sucked in a breath, rolled up her sleeves, and was about to rush forward and beat him up again.
But at this time, someone raised a hand to stop her.
The clothes were coarse and the stitches were rough, but on that person's body, it was indescribably clean and tall. The hand that was blocking Lou Wanjun's way was quite fair. She raised her head and looked at the owner of the hand.
… What a handsome Young Master!
Lou Wanjun's gaze paused and she could not help but take a few more glances.
Handsome and clean, he was also tall. His eyes were sparse and carried a bit of coldness. There was a faint scholarly smell on him.
It seemed to be the Young Master called Nie Cong that they were talking about.
"Miss, there's no need." Nie Cong spoke. Sure enough, his voice was cold and clear. It was him. "This person is not to be trifled with. This one will deal with him myself. Miss, you should leave first. "
Lou Wanjun looked at him and then looked at herself.
Sure enough, her clothes were neat and tidy and looked very simple. She did not look like someone with power or influence at all. She also did not have the habit of showing off. In addition, she was always riding a horse and practicing martial arts. This kind of clothes was very comfortable to wear.
But at this time, Lou Wanjun had a strong desire to show off.
Who would not want to protect this kind of Young Master who was neither servile nor overbearing when bullied on the streets and was worried about implicating her in such a dangerous situation?
Lou Wanjun raised her hand and pressed on that Young Master's arm. She smiled at him and said, "Don't worry."
As she spoke, she strode forward. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she walked up to Young Master Du and ruthlessly kicked him a few times.
Then, she squatted down and picked him up. With one hand, she cleaned off all the silver on his body. She raised her hand and threw it to Nie Cong.
"Compensate for your letter stall." Lou Wanjun turned around and said to Nie Cong. "Take it well."
Then, she turned around and spoke in a clear voice to Young Master Du.
"Now, tell me who your father is. Let me broaden my horizons." She said.
The corner of Young Master Du's mouth was swollen from the beating. At this time, his speech was a bit muffled, but he still said loudly, "My father is the Assistant Minister of Works, Du Ren. What, do you think that a ruffian like you can afford to offend him?"
Lou Wanjun laughed out loud.
"I'm ashamed to say that I can afford to offend him." She said. "Let's make a bet, do you believe me? Today, your father and you will not have a good time. "
As she spoke, she threw Young Master Du to the ground and stood up.
"Nonsense!" Young Master Du was still stubborn.
"There's something even crazier." Lou Wanjun looked down at him, then turned around and swept her gaze over his followers.
"The few of you, remember this clearly. If anyone dares to cause trouble here again, the next person to beat you up will be Lou Yue. If there's a next time, the next person to beat you up will be Huo Wujiu. "
The surrounding people did not know who this young lady in front of them was, but they all knew who Great General Lou Yue was and who Huo Wujiu was.
The surrounding people cried out in alarm. Even the followers were so frightened that their legs turned to jelly.
At this moment, a horse carriage drove past and hurriedly stopped by the side.
"Little Sister Wanjun?" The person in the carriage lifted the curtain and showed a perfectly timed surprise on his face.
Lou Wanjun turned her head and blinked her eyes in confusion.
Huo Yuyan? Why did he appear here?
For a moment, Lou Wanjun did not know whether to call him Big Brother Huo or His Highness the Crown Prince. He stood there awkwardly.
On the other hand, Huo Yuyan, who was in the carriage, swept his gaze over the crowd.
There was no need to look at the young masters who had been beaten up. The commoners who were watching from the side were also not worth looking at.
What was worth paying attention to was Lou Wanjun's high-spirited and vigorous demeanor, as well as the shabbily dressed young man who was standing beside the smashed stall.
He was tall and had a straight figure. His appearance … was also extremely outstanding.
Huo Yuyan's expression darkened.
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