Chapter 12 Millennium Fortune Jing Zhaofu Yin

Crossing the gate and entering Kyoto, Huang Wuji and others slowed down. Although Huang Wuji is confident that his riding skills are unparalleled in the world, it is not good for his reputation in case he knocks down someone.

Huang Wuji rode on the red dragon horse and walked on the streets of Kyoto with 30 bodyguards. Looking at the lively scenes around him, he couldn't help but feel a little happy.

Due to his interest, Huang Wuji used the qi-seeing technique he learned from the three-color Honglian. He saw that countless people's heads were all light white ordinary luck, which was only more than ten years, which had no effect on him at all.

"Wh! What is that!" Huang Wuji was surprised to see that he saw a touch of yellow luck in almost all light white ordinary luck. Although it is light and shallow, it is at least more than a thousand years. He is a blessed person and has great development as a businessman and an official.

Huang Wuji looked at the person with yellow luck and found that he was a depressed young man, who looked dirty and mend his clothes. Huang Wuji was a little puzzled why he still looked so depressed with a thousand years of luck.

Huang Wuji disared his horse and walked slowly to the depressed young man. The bodyguards behind him saw him disaring from the horse and protecting him, and vaguely blocked all the people around him.

The downtrodden young man walked forward aimlessly, not even knowing that someone was coming behind him. Huang Wuji gently patted the other party on the shoulder and whispered, "Brother, I don't know what makes you so upset!"

The depressed young man looked back and saw that he was a child with beautiful long eyebrows, jade-like skin, gorgeous clothes, and stood in the sun like a golden boy.

Looking at the bodyguards around who blocked the crowd outside, the depressed young man could be more sure that the child in front of him did not know that it was the prince and noble son of that family. He carefully shook his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay!"

After saying that, the depressed man turned around and was about to leave, but thirty bodyguards firmly surrounded him and stayed in place for a while, with a desperate expression on his face.

When Huang Wuji looked at the appearance of the depressed young man, he knew that the other party misunderstood him. Yes, the reputation of the princes and nobles in Kyoto is indeed stinking.

"Don't be afraid of this brother. I'm not malicious. I just see you frowning. There must be something wrong!" Huang Wuji finally saw a person with a thousand years of luck. How could he let go so easily?

When the depressed young man saw Huang Wuji's serious appearance, he was embarrassed to hold on and told the whole story one by one.

It turned out that Mu Xin, a depressed young man named Mu Xin, was the son of a rich businessman. A year ago, he wandered in Kyoto and accidentally bumped into Li Sai, the second son of the Marquis of Zhenguo. At the beginning, Mu Xin didn't care. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Overnight, Mu's business was sealed up by the government, and his father was also thrown into prison.

For the sake of his father's business, Mu Xin has been running around for a year to unblock the relationship. All the valuable real estate in his family has also been sold out. A family of more than 20 people are all huddled in a yard in a civilian area, relying on laundry and sewing to make up for a living.

Originally, the valuable real estate was sold, and the Muxin family would not live like this. However, the government seems to be like a bottomless pit. No matter how much money is invested, there is no sure letter. The money for selling the house is all used up, or there is no news at all.

Today, Mu Xin took the only money in his family and prepared to go to the government to try it out to see if he could get some information. Who knows, I will meet Huang Wuji on the way.

After listening to Mu Xin's experience, Huang Wuji sneered secretly in his heart: "It's really a narrow enemy, and it's you, Li Sai again!"

"Don't be afraid, I can save your father. However, when it's done, I'm going to take something from you!" After saying that, Huang Wuji looked at the yellow millennium luck above Mu Xin's head like a wolf.

Mu Xin was frightened by Huang Wuji's vicious appearance and thought he was going to kill himself. Yes. After thinking about it, today's life is very different from a year ago. There are days without a meal. He has had enough, and he has persisted until now in order to save his father.

"Okay, I promise you!" Mu Xin was generous and said firmly to Huang Wuji as if he were a soldier on the battlefield.

Huang Wuji looked at Mu Xin's expression and knew what was thinking in his heart. He smiled in his heart and thought to himself: "He is a talent who can make it. He must do something in the future. Unfortunately, when you meet me, I am in a hurry to be lucky, which can only be regarded as your bad luck!"

Huang Wuji is not a kind-hearted person. After listening to a story, he took the initiative to help people. Everything has to pay a price. If there is no certain value, Huang Wuji will not take action, even if someone dies in front of him.

"Mu Xin, do you know that it is the government that imprisoned your father!" There are many government doors in Kyoto, and you must ask where they are closed.

"If you go back to the prince, the villain's father will be locked in the prison of Jingzhao Mansion!" Mu Xin saw that Huang Wuji asked about the position of the prison and knew that the other party was serious, so he quickly answered.

"Okay, let's go to Jingzhao Mansion. Li Chong, take him with you!" Huang Wuji motioned to Li Chong. He turned over the horse. Li Chong got a hint, clamped Mu Xin's waist with one hand and directly raised it. The horse turned over and followed.

Although the later emperor Wuji has not returned to the hometown of the Tang Dynasty for more than 300 years, he still remembers the addresses inside and outside Kyoto clearly. The location of Jingzhao Mansion is near the rich area near the south gate of Kyoto, which is convenient for the prince and nobleman to have an accident and arrive as soon as possible.

Moreover, the Jingzhaofu is at least embarrassed in Kyoto. On top of it, there are government departments such as the Ministry of Criminal Justice, the government office of the Five Cities, etc. As the saying goes, "I don't work as an official in Kyoto, I don't know how many officials there are, I don't know how high my official I am if I am in Kyoto."

If you pull someone out of the street casually, it may have some indirect relationship with the prince and nobleman. Jing Zhaoyin of Jingzhaofu is also the most likely to offend people. Big and small things in Kyoto

As the saying goes: the government is open, and you can't come in without money. The gate of Jingzhao Mansion is three wide, with a bright aisle in the middle. On the dark gate, the door ring is a ferocious beast head, and the door owner shouts a drum in front of the door.

Huang Wuji didn't understand the rules of the government, but now he didn't care about those who came to find faults. He strode to the wronged drum and knocked on it with a sledgehammer.

After knocking for a long time, I saw a government official staggering out of the gate of Jingzhao Mansion. He looked like he had just been woken up. He stared at Huang Wuji fiercely and said, "The child from there dares to play drums. Today..."

Before the government servant finished speaking, Li Chong, who followed behind, couldn't stand it anymore. A vigorous step forward and slapped the servant in the face. The pain made the servant wake up from his sleep in an instant. He saw Huang Wuji's gorgeous clothes, followed by 30 extremely tough-looking bodyguards, and immediately realized that he had offended people who should not have been offended.

"Pa·pa·pa·pa·'" The yamen hit three mouths in a row, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. He knelt on the ground and said, "Sir, forgive me. I just neglected you. Please forgive me!"

For such a soft bone, it should not be said that there is some sense of a sense of improgance. Huang Wuji does not have the leisure time to talk about anything with him, not to mention his own identity, which is simply inappropriate.

"Go and call your Lord Jingzhao to come out to meet him. My son has something to do with him!" Li Chong, as the commander of the bodyguard of the prince's palace, is full of momentum and has the majesty of different searches, which is not comparable to that of ordinary bodyguards.

The government official is not a fool. He can't even see anything. He quickly said "yes" and strode away and ran towards the government office.

In the back office of Jingzhao Mansion, a fat man with a chubby face sits on a chair tasting tea and eating exquisite cakes prepared by his servants. The government official who was hit by Li Chong's mouth rushed in and rushed in. He gasped and said to Jing Zhaoyin, "Sir, my lord, the big deal is not good. I don't know which prince and noble children have come to find faults!"

"What, here we go again!" The chubby Jing Zhaoyin stood up from the chair, and the tea bowl in his hand unconsciously fell to the ground, only listening to "Plap!" With a crisp sound, the tea bowl was torn apart.

"Don't worry, tell me what's going on!" Jing Zhaoyin's chubby round face wrinkled, as if he had been constipated for a long time. Since I became an official in Kyoto, I have been cautious for fear of offending any god. It can be said that it is a grievance. How can I have developed a habit over the years, and everything wants to be muddy.

The yi yi does not dare to hide it. The opposite is his boss, and he can't hide anything from him. The general told all the things he had just experienced at the door of the government.

Looking at the fingerprints on the face and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, Jing Zhaoyin knew that what the office said was the truth. Jing Zhaoyin circled around the house and decided to see who it was first and make a final decision.

Jing Zhaoyin followed the government official and walked towards the gate of the government office. In the distance, he saw a large number of bodyguards behind a little boy. He walked in and took a closer look and shouted in his heart, "My God!"

"I don't know that His Royal Highness Nineteen has arrived. I hope you can forgive me!" Jing Zhaoyin's body of three or four hundred catties was like a flying swallow at this time. Two or three steps came to the door, knelt on the ground and shouted.

"Well, get up. Come here if you have something to do today. Let's go in and talk about it!" Huang Wuji didn't even look at Jing Zhaoyin walking into the government. Jing Zhaoyin looked at the posture and knew that the matter was not small. He did not dare to neglect and quickly get up from the ground and led the way.

Just after the government official heard Jing Zhaoyin's words, after seeing Huang Wuji leave, he sat on the ground, his face was pale and sweaty, his head was blank, and he kept reading to himself, "Oh my God, it turned out to be the Nineteenth Highness. I offended Your Highness, I'm dead, I'm dead!"