Chapter 78 Accompanying the Prince to Study.

After Lu Wenyu finished his instructions, he left directly, while Zhao Jue sat in the pavilion, drinking wine and eating meat, thinking silently.

It was said that it would be a few days later, but in fact, the next day, Lu Wenyu summoned Zhao Jue in the duty room. When Zhao Jue arrived at the duty room with a puzzled expression, Lu Wenyu, who was sitting and drinking tea, slowly spoke.

"Muzhi, go back and prepare, and leave for Shu tomorrow."

Zhao Jue didn't say anything, just bowed and saluted, said goodbye to Lu Wenyu, and turned back to the yard.

There was nothing to do, and I was bored and could only move a recliner to lie down, looking at the sky boredly. One day passed when I closed my eyes and opened them again. I went to the restaurant to have a meal, but I still couldn't get excited. I went back to lie down. There was nothing wrong with being a waste. It was very comfortable.

The next day, when Zhao Jue came to Zhaoyu, Lu Wenyu was already waiting at the door. He put on his official uniform for the first time in a long time, and he was very solemn. Seeing Zhao Jue coming, he waved his hand hurriedly and said with a smile, "Muzhi, wait a minute, we are on the way, you are blessed on this journey."

As he said this, the smile on his face gradually became obscene, and he even patted Zhao Jue and raised his eyebrows meaningfully.

Zhao Jue didn't care about this at all, just pretending not to hear it. I didn't go to Shu for a nostalgic tour, I went to kill people, killing people, big brother, enjoy a fart of happiness.

The two waited for a while, and a carriage slowly drove over. Before it stopped, the fat man in the carriage lifted the curtain and saw Zhao Jue. The bitter expression instantly turned into ecstasy, "Old... Lord Zhao, long time no see."

Hearing the slightly obscene voice, plus the son of the Marquis, Zhao already knew that Li Yizhen was not. No wonder Lu Wenyu said that he enjoyed happiness, so that's it, fate is really wonderful!

"Hello, little Marquis." Zhao Jue bowed his hands and saluted, winked at Li Yizhen, and signaled Li Yizhen to take it easy.

Due to the tacit understanding of having been to a brothel together, Li Yizhen understood Zhao Jue's intention in a blink of an eye. With the help of the coachman, he jumped off the carriage and stopped looking at Zhao Jue. Instead, he turned to Lu Wenyu and said, "Lord Lu, is it Lord Zhao who is going to Shu with me?"

"It is indeed Mu Zhi." Lu Wenyu's face did not change. He pretended not to see the small movements of Li Yizhen and Zhao Jue, and said frankly, "Too many people and too many eyes can easily cause mistakes. Moreover, Mu Zhi is a third-rank official, which is more than enough to deal with bandits."

Hearing the third-rank official, Li Yizhen was already smiling. He was born as a military officer, so he naturally understood the value of the third-rank official. With a third-rank expert protecting him at all times, what else did he have to worry about.

"Then, shall we set off?" Li Yizhen smiled, with a little expectation in his words.

Lu Wenyu patted Zhao Jue's shoulder and said with a smile, "Since everyone is here, let's go. Mu Zhi, you must protect the young marquis!"

Zhao Jue nodded in response and stepped forward to help Li Yizhen get on the carriage. After waving goodbye to Lu Wenyu, Zhao also got on the carriage and drove towards the ferry.

In the carriage, seeing that the carriage had already driven a distance, Li Yizhen couldn't wait, "Brother, are you really a third-rank official? You can't lie to me!"

"I am indeed a third-rank official."

After getting Zhao's confirmation, Li Yizhen fell back, his back against the carriage, his hands open, and his face was full of uncontrollable arrogance.

There was no conversation along the way, Zhao leaned against the carriage and slept, quite leisurely. At the ferry, the carriage was changed to a two-story boat, and it went south along the canal.

Ten days after changing boats, it was just to the Jiangnan region. You should know that it took Zhao less than seven days to go from Bianzhou to Mount Tai, and he was still riding in a carriage. In just ten days, Zhao finally understood what it meant to accompany the prince to study. Every time he passed a city, Li Yizhen, the young Marquis Li, would go to a brothel, under the pretext of experiencing the local customs and feeling the suffering of the people.

It was even worse when he arrived at Mount Tai. Li Yizhen wanted to taste all the "temples" on the mountain. He was really walking through a sea of ​​flowers without getting a single leaf on him. He was just leisurely.

Zhao Jue had no choice but to accompany him. He didn't feel any pain along the way, but he experienced a lot of things with his slender waist and the dust flying around. This kind of journey was novel. The most painful part along the way was not the buttocks, but the kidneys. It was the first time I heard that a business trip could cause kidney failure.

Fortunately, there was no danger along the way, but it took a little more time. It took a few more days before he arrived in Bianzhou.

Jiangnan was prosperous, and Li Yizhen often stayed in the capital. Where had he seen such pink prosperity? Before he got off the boat, he was impatient to find Zhao Jue and asked which brothel in Bianzhou was the best and which boat girl was beautiful?

After getting off the boat, Li Yizhen didn't say a word, even ignoring the reception of local officials, and pulled Zhao Jue straight to Liuqing Pavilion, the largest brothel in Bianzhou. As soon as he came up, he wrapped a whole layer of clothes, which surprised Zhao. He didn't expect that this kid had a strong kidney!

But Li Yizhen could bear it, but Zhao couldn't. He stood aside and looked at the river view without even drinking.

At midnight, the breeze was cool, and Zhao leaned against the railing and practiced silently. It was almost autumn in the south of the Yangtze River, and the wind at night was a bit cool, even a bit killing. Li Yizhen, who was drinking with the girl in the room, laughed constantly, and everything seemed normal.

After the second drum beat, Zhao helped Li Yizhen, who was covered in powder, out of Liuqing Pavilion. The two did not take a carriage, but sobered up with the cool breeze and walked towards the boat step by step. After walking a distance, the lanterns on the street had been extinguished, and it was dark all around, with only the faint moonlight under the dark clouds.

Zhao, who was supporting Li Yizhen, stopped and looked around. The surroundings were terribly quiet, and there was not even a sound of people. Zhao Jue became alert, and his Qi spread out, sensing everything around him.

In the dark shadow, an arrow shot towards Li Yizhen at high speed with the sound of wind. Zhao Jue smiled coldly, as if he had already noticed it, and dragged Li Yizhen to move sideways a few steps to avoid the arrow.

Half-drunk Li Yizhen blew the cold wind for a while, and then saw the arrow stuck in the ground. The alcohol turned into cold sweat. He turned his head and looked at Zhao Jue in horror. Seeing that Zhao Jue's expression did not change, he felt relieved, but he still nervously grabbed Zhao Jue's sleeve.

Zhao Jue did not even turn his head back, and threw a few hidden weapons casually. On the attic not far away, a man in black fell from the high building inexplicably, with a flying knife stuck in his neck. In addition, several men in black who were about to draw their knives fell back at the same time, without exception, with a flying knife stuck in their necks.

Sensing that several people had died, in order to prevent accidents, Zhao Jue grabbed Li Yizhen's collar, used the star-chasing and moon-chasing skill, and rushed towards the place where the boat was parked. He disappeared without a trace in a few ups and downs. Not long after Zhao Jue and the other man disappeared on the spot, several men in black emerged from the darkness, looked at each other, shook their heads, and disappeared into the darkness.

When Zhao got back to the boat, he dragged Li Yizhen, who looked like a dead dog, into the cabin and urged the boatman to start the boat. The boatman knew the identities of the two and did not dare to delay. He untied the rope on the shore and went down the river.