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Chapter 47 Yunwei: The Jade Flute Sends a Gentleman

Public opinion boiled, spread from the streets, and swept the entire city of Shenjing.

For the first time, the common people understood that King Jing was not only handsome and unparalleled, but he could leapfrog martial arts masters with a mortal body and protect the capital.

Martial arts masters are high above them, they are like gods, and ordinary people are like fish on a chopping board, unable to resist martial arts masters.

Mu Yang stood up to prove that the seventh rank is still human, and martial arts masters will be defeated by mortals.

Although the process is very difficult, it is very refreshing for ordinary people or low-level counterattack masters.

Many bookstores have asked scholars to expeditiously create novels based on Prince Jing.

They believe that sales will be good.

Who hasn't dreamed of being a counterattack master?
At the gate of the yamen of the Ministry of Justice, the second prince Mu Xu heard the excited roar of the people, "Congratulations to His Royal Highness Prince Jing."

The second prince paused for a moment, and the entourage said: "His Royal Highness Prince Jing was proud for a while, but he destroyed His Highness..."

"Shut up!" The second prince's expression was condensed, "If you criticize the current prince, you will be sentenced to imprisonment according to the law. If you continue to stir up my relationship with my brother, you don't need your head."

The follower bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

The eyes of the second prince are still firm: "The eldest brother acts domineeringly, the third brother acts benevolently, and I follow the way of Legalism.

"I will prove to my father that everyone must act in accordance with the law. The principle of law is greater than the sky, and violations must be severely punished. This is the right way to build a country and secure the people."

"Even if Ah Yang and the others don't agree with me or support me, I have no complaints or regrets."

In front of the palace gate, the eldest prince grinned when he heard the shouts of the people, as if he was as happy as winning a battle.

He raised his arms high and cheered: "Congratulations for Ayang, no rank is better than seven ranks."

The golden-armored guards guarding the palace shouted with enthusiasm, "Congratulations to His Royal Highness Prince Jing."

Martial arts masters would go to the palace for a walk from time to time, but they couldn't beat them.

Now, King Jing pointed out a clear path for them, and ordinary people can work together to capture martial arts masters.

King Jing's guards can do it, so can they, don't they just obey King Jing's orders.

Half of Tan Ye's body was hot and the other half was cold.

The hotness is because Mu Yang is better than a martial arts master.

It was cold because the tide was out and he was a clown.

When chasing the assassin out of the palace, he was confident that he could easily take down the assassin, but the assassin was captured because of Prince Jing's work.

If King Jing can take down the assassin, he can take him down easily.

His pursuit of martial arts is not as good as a useless person... a genius who has destroyed his foundation!

"Do you know why I treat Ah Yang differently from other brothers?"

The eldest prince glanced back at Tan Ye, "According to blood relationship, you are closer to me than Ah Yang, but I look down on you.

I don't know what you are resentful about. Is it because Dad didn't give you the status of prince, or do you feel that you have been wronged?
But do you know how difficult it was for us to live in our hometown when Dad didn't join Yang Gong? "

Tan Yemin pursed his lips, his face stiffened.

"You do not know!"

The eldest prince sneered: "How can a young master who grew up in a wealthy family know the sufferings of the poor, and you don't understand how Ayang and I were at a loss when we first arrived in the capital city.

After seeing the wealth and power of the Yang family, we realized that we can still live like that.

Ayang Zaohui, sensible very early, he is thoughtful, a smart and transparent person sees too clearly, but it is more difficult to live. "

Tan Ye retorted: "I'm not an ignorant child who doesn't know the sufferings of the people, nor do I hate the emperor, but I just don't want to recognize him. Wouldn't it be good to let my wife be a courtier and be the third young master of Dingyanghoufu?"

"Mu Yang is filial to the Zichen Palace empress, and I also want to be filial to my biological mother. She didn't tell the emperor about my existence that day. I think she doesn't want me to recognize my father."

The eldest prince stomped his feet heavily, and cursed: "Pretentious! You are hypocritical, a brother like you, daddy recognizes it, but I don't.

On the battlefield, I only dare to hand over my back to Ah Yang, you... Forget it, you are so affectionate, without the ease and ease of a martial arts master, there is no hope of being a high-ranking one in your life. "

Tan Ye: "..."

The flowers and the applause should have belonged to Prince Jing, but Yunwei just lifted the cover first.

When she saw Mu Yang standing there alone, she couldn't help feeling a little distressed, who made Mu Yang look so foul.

"Wang Wang Wang."

Curly trotted up to Mu Yang, raised the dog's head, licked the dog's paw...then turned around and wiped the saliva from the dog's paw onto Yunwei's skirt.

It signaled that its dog's paws were clean, and carefully patted on Mu Yang's clothes, "Wow."

Mu Yang looked at Yun Wei.

Yunwei smiled lowly and said: "It means to curry favor with you, curry favor with you, but please... pet its dog's head!"

Curly barked again, responding to Yunwei.

"If it's not troublesome, you can stroke the curly hair. It will go to the Ministry of Criminal Justice to help Mr. Dong rescue the future father-in-law."

Yunwei's eyes became brighter, "If it wasn't for the fact that it is still useful and has a good nose to find the real murderer of the murder case, I wouldn't speak for it."

Prince Jing raised the corners of his lips, knelt down and raised his bony hands to stroke Curly's head, "Behave well, little Curly."

"Wang Wang Wang."

The curly tail shook like a propeller, rubbing against Mu Yang's palm excitedly.

Apart from the First Prince, Prince Jing will have someone who will care about him in the future.

Yunwei stepped forward and lifted the curly hair with one hand, and threw it into the distance, "You are a dog, not a coquettish cat, go to the Ministry of Criminal Justice to help."

The curly hair rolled twice in the air, landed dexterously and silently, You Yuan took a look at Yun Wei, and the four of them ran furiously towards the yamen of the Ministry of Punishment.

Mu Yang frowned slightly, this dog is not simple, Yun Wei said: "Curly hair is smarter and smarter than other dogs, but it's just a child's IQ."

"Enter the tea house, I invite you to drink tea." Mu Yang took the initiative to invite, "Anyway, you have to wait for news from the Ministry of Criminal Justice..."

"Wait a minute, I'll go back as soon as I go."

Yunwei lifted the hem of her skirt and ran to the side peddler, bought something and then turned back to the teahouse.

Mu Yang glanced at Cheng Feng, why are you still here?
Cheng Feng was stunned for a moment, then turned around covering his face and left.

Together with his uncle, Xiao Er welcomed King Jing and Yun Wei to the teahouse, served tea and dried fruit again, and then went out the door.

"Where's Mr. Cheng?" Yun Wei asked.

"He... offered to go to the yamen of the Ministry of Punishment to inquire about news. If there is a lively place, he must be there."

Mu Yang didn't even move his eyebrows, his eyes fell on the box in Yunwei's hand.

Yunwei opened the box and took out the newly bought flute. The jade flute was twirling in her palm, but unfortunately she failed in the performance, the flute failed to spin as she wished and fell out of her hand.

Mu Yang stretched out his hand to catch the flute, and pulled out a more delicate flower work, flicking the jade flute lightly in the palm of the flute, he couldn't put it down.

Yun Wei said: "I calculated with my fingers, this flute is predestined with the prince, you just used the whistle to capture a seventh-rank master, and the flute has more syllables, presumably the ninth-rank master can also be captured."

(End of this chapter)