City Exchange Life Club

"I don't know what your Highness ordered?"

Outside the inn, Zhang Qianhu was respectful.

He has set himself up.

Just as this little girl said, she can only be the real emperor's leftover now, it can't be fake!

Therefore, I am one with her in life and death. If you want to get more benefits in the future, you have to correct your mentality.

You have to think she is the real prince in your heart!

"Don't you think there are too many people who know my identity?" Zhao Yan stood with his hands behind his back, his tone calm.

Because Zhou Qiang was still young and because of the airport, she didn't even need to tie her chest when she pretended to be a man.

I didn't expect that one day, a flat chest would also become an advantage, but as an emperor, with an uneven chest, how can you flatten the world?

Zhang Qianhu raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean, Your Highness?"

"Those four are too stupid. They have low status but hold big secrets and are prone to troubles. The lowly are not good at restraining themselves. Once they taste the sweetness, they will get carried away." Zhao Yan said slowly.

Zhang Qianhu sneered: "These are all excuses. The most important thing is that you want to silence me, right? So how do I know that one day you won't silence me?"

"Zhang Qianhu has been thinking too much. After all, I am a daughter. If I want to pretend to be a long-term person, I must need the cooperation of a confidant." Zhao Yan comforted the other party.

Zhang Qianhu snorted coldly, but did not refute this, because her biggest weakness was her gender.

It's fine if it's a man.

As long as it is a woman, there is a possibility of exposure.

For example, the emperor must open the harem to give birth to a son.

If there is no one she trusts to cooperate with her, how can she get through this hurdle?

Zhao Yan turned around and looked at him: "You are a thousand households, and the four of them are just the bottom-level black-clothed Wei Tiqi, I believe in you, but I don't dare and don't trust them, what we do, if we do anything, we will lose everything. !"

"I really didn't expect that you, the young lady of a rural landowner's family, also has this kind of tolerance and this kind of calculation." Zhang Qianhu said with some emotion.

Zhao Yan sneered: "It's all up to your teaching, not to mention that anyone who experiences this kind of thing will have an earth-shaking change in their mentality and thinking."

"Forget it, just as you said, kill the four of them, and you and I will work together to make a fortune!" Zhang Qianhu decided, and he didn't dare to hand his fate into the hands of those four people. It is indeed easy for people without knowledge to do bad things. .

Zhao Yan nodded: "You have to do it as soon as possible. You can just make up a reason when you go back. Anyway, as long as I go back, everything will be settled."

As long as his identity is confirmed, it doesn't matter how the four black-clothed guards died.

A quarter of an hour later, a group of six set out on the road.

Zhao Yan sat alone in the carriage and carefully studied his (Zhou Qiang) body structure.

After the study, he put the poison Zhang Qianhu gave him in the water bladder and shook it evenly, so that the nutrition distribution would be balanced and it would be beneficial for the body to absorb.

At noon the carriage stopped in the woods.

"His Royal Highness, just rest here and have something to eat." Zhang Qianhu opened the door.

Zhao Yan nodded, holding the food and the underwater vehicle.

Zhang Qianhu took the water bag and threw it to a black-clothed Wei Tiqi: "Let's drink some alone, not much."

"Thank you, Lord Qianhu!" The person who received the water bag clasped his fists and thanked him, then opened the water bag and filled it up. After drinking, he wiped his mouth: "It's so **** cool!"

"Hurry up and give me a mouth!" someone shouted.

Zhao Yan: "..."

Great taste!

Then the four of them took a sip.

The last one who finished drinking took the water bag and looked at Zhao Yan and teased: "Little Niangpi, do you drink?"

Zhang Qianhu frowned, this group of people still hadn't made a clear position, and sure enough, keeping them would probably be a bad thing.

"The dead drink, how do the living drink?" Zhao Yan crossed his arms and looked at the four with a smile.

The four people realized something, and their faces changed greatly.

The next second, their faces turned blue, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and their limbs fell to the ground weakly.

Breathing became more and more difficult, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment, staring at Zhang Qianhu and Zhao Yan.

"Idiot, you are also worthy of living? Are you also worthy of enjoying high-ranking officials, honor, wealth and wealth? With your level, you may not even be able to write these few words."

Zhao Yan sneered dismissively.

Achieve 4/5 of the quest to avenge Zhou Qiang.

After using Zhang Qianhu, you can kill it.

"Don't worry, your wives will be taken care of by me, don't worry." Zhang Qianhu couldn't bear it.

But Zhao Yan wanted to kill and punish: "Take care? When I become emperor, I will send your wives and daughters to the brothel, and some people will rush to take care of them."

"Pfft-"

The four of them vomited blood while reading, and were completely breathless.

Zhang Qianhu secretly said: Sure enough, the most poisonous woman's heart.

Zhao Yan: I only have a female outer package, but the inner software is male! Pure man!

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Three days later, Longjing.

This was the capital of the Dakang Dynasty.

The city wall is dozens of meters high, like a crawling beast.

The roads in the city are wide and can accommodate four cars side by side. The cars here are of course horse-drawn carriages.

There are many street vendors, and the hawkers carrying the burden are selling in the streets and alleys, and the crowd is endless.

This is the first time Zhao Yan has seen the ancient city, it is really a knife cutting his butt—— (continued)

Zhang Qianhu did not take Zhao Yan to meet the commander in Fusi, Heiyiwei Town, because there were many people there.

Instead, he brought Zhao Yan back to his home first.

"You wait here, don't run around, I will notify the commander," Zhang Qianhu said.

Zhao Yan waved his hand: "Go, go, as long as you don't buy oranges."

Zhang Qianhu felt inexplicable. Could it be that this little girl wants to eat oranges and will buy her some later.

Zhao Yan looked at Zhang Qianhu's kennel, a small courtyard like a courtyard, with no servants.

After all, in a place like Longjing where every inch of land is so precious, a thousand households are not a high-ranking official.

It's not bad to be able to afford such a yard.

It seems that whether it is ancient or modern, it is difficult for ordinary people to settle down in the capital.

About half an hour passed.

"Bang!"

The door of Zhang Qianhu's house was violently pushed open.

Two figures rushed in instantly.

After seeing Zhao Yan, they were stunned for a moment, and then the two quickly knelt down to pay homage: "Old minister, see Your Highness!"

An old man with gray hair.

A man in his prime.

"His Royal Highness, this is the commander of the black-clothed guard, Lord Wang Sen, and the current prime minister, Xie Jun, Xie Jun." Zhang Qianhu carried the orange and introduced it respectfully.

The strong man is the commander.

The old man is the prime minister.

Zhao Yan suddenly said: "The two adults are exempted from the ceremony. On the way, Zhang Qianhu has already told Gu, thanks to the two of you who took me to Beijing, and then please arrange for the two of you."

"His Royal Highness." Both Wang Sen and Xie Jun were a little surprised. Dragon Seed is worthy of being a Dragon Seed. He has never experienced royal education since he was a child, so he can be so neither humble nor arrogant.

Xie Jun said: "His Royal Highness, the emperor is already in danger, please follow the old minister to enter the palace quickly."

It is to let the father and son recognize each other while the emperor is still conscious, and set the name of the prince.

"Okay, listen to Xie Xiang." Zhao Yan nodded.

A smile flashed in Xie Jun's eyes.

This future little emperor is now a rootless duckweed, and can only sit on the throne by himself.

Those idiots in the court still want to wait for the possible successor vassal kings they support to take over the throne.

Simply ridiculous.

As everyone knows, this official is already as stable as Mount Tai.