frightfiction Chapter 110 Brothers, their strength can break gold
Chapter 110 Brothers, their strength can break gold
"His Majesty has decreed that the Ninth Prince, having just returned to the capital, is exempt from entering the palace today and can rest at the post station!"
When the eunuch said these words, Zhang Liao, who was leading the way, frowned, somewhat unable to understand.
However, Yang Ling knew better than anyone else that Emperor Liang had really played a clever game.
But since things have already come to this point, he naturally wants to know the main point.
"The minister accepts the order!"
Yang Ling said something indifferently, then turned to leave with his men.
"Your Highness, please wait. His Majesty would like to say that all of Your Highness's personal guards should be placed under the supervision of the Grand Council."
Upon hearing this, Yang Ling's face darkened. What was this old man up to? Knowing full well the dangers in the capital, why did he still withdraw all the guards around him?
But since things have already come to this point, wouldn't it be giving others ammunition to criticize me if I disobeyed the imperial decree?
Left with no other choice, he could only give orders to his men and then watch as the eunuch took them away.
"Your Highness, rest assured, as long as I am here, no one can pose a threat to you anymore!"
Zhang Liao, who was standing to the side, probably noticed Yang Ling's confusion and patted his chest, giving a firm guarantee.
Yang Ling looked up at Zhang Liao in front of her, a slight smile appearing on her lips, and inexplicably felt a sense of goodwill towards him.
"Then I'll trouble you, General."
"This is my duty."
Zhang Liao smiled slightly and led the way for Yang Ling.
……
Inside the post station, Yang Ling saw the officials sitting there leisurely sipping tea as soon as he entered.
Seeing this, Yang Ling smiled coldly. This official was really fearless.
The official in this post station was named Changqing. He was originally the son of a high-ranking official in the capital, but he was sent to this place to work as an official because his father and elder brother committed crimes.
"Your Highness, please take a seat!"
Changqing said something indifferently, and Yang Ling didn't stand on ceremony with him and sat down directly.
Looking at the young man in front of me, who was over eight feet tall and had a handsome face, I could see that although he was wearing coarse clothes, his inherent elegance could not be hidden in the dust.
"How do you know my identity?"
Yang Ling looked at Chang Qing and asked casually, "When I was brought here, I walked in alone, but Chang Qing actually knew my identity."
Upon hearing this, Changqing smiled slightly and poured Yang Ling a cup of tea.
“This place is usually for unpopular people. I am the descendant of a disgraced official and was exiled here. Your Highness has always been out of favor in the court, so it is natural that you would be assigned to this place when you come to the capital.”
Changqing spoke slowly and deliberately, his tone calm but laced with sarcasm.
Yang Ling's lips twitched violently when she heard his words. Shouldn't they be kindred spirits, sharing the same fate?
Why are they being sarcastic and cynical towards me the moment we meet?
"You are very smart!"
Yang Ling said something.
However, Changqing's expression changed slightly after hearing this, and he looked up at Yang Ling with the same look one would give someone with intellectual disabilities.
He had heard about the Ninth Prince's deeds, and although he didn't admire him much, he did have some respect for him.
For a fallen prince to achieve such a level in just a few months is already beyond the reach of many.
But this world is a dog-eat-dog world. The rightful heir of the Great Liang has long belonged to Crown Prince Yang Shan. So what if the Ninth Prince is more talented?
"I'm just stating a fact."
Changqing picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.
Looking at his calm and collected demeanor, Yang Ling became somewhat interested in this young man.
"Judging from your appearance, you must have seen a lot in your life. What do you think my chances are of leaving the capital alive this time?"
As soon as Yang Ling uttered those words, Chang Qing looked up at him, a hint of disdain in his eyes.
"Your Highness, would you like to hear the truth or a lie?"
Changqing said slowly, and Yang Ling's lips twitched.
"I want to hear the truth."
Changqing's lips twitched slightly when he saw Yang Ling's reaction.
"Considering our past acquaintance, I, the descendant of a disgraced official, am willing to present Your Highness with a bell!"
Yang Ling burst into laughter upon hearing that casual remark; this young man was truly amusing.
"What if I get out of here alive?"
Yang Ling looked at him with a confident expression and asked a question.
Changqing was surprised to see the other party's reaction.
Although he already knew that the other party was a down-on-his-luck prince who had been banished by Emperor Liang, the aura he exuded was truly extraordinary.
"Then congratulations, Your Highness."
……
Yang Ling sat there without speaking to him anymore, while Chang Qing looked at the prince with curiosity.
He had heard of the Ninth Prince's name before, but had never met him in person.
What are you looking at me for?
Yang Ling looked at him with curiosity.
She was now the Ninth Prince, not a young lady, so what was so strange about him?
"nothing!"
Changqing smiled slightly, then turned around and sat down to drink tea.
Seeing this, Yang Ling didn't say anything more to him.
"By the way, Your Highness, it's best if your men keep a low profile when they're moving around in the city."
Changqing raised his head and said something in a low voice. Yang Ling looked at him with curiosity after hearing this.
"I've heard that the Crown Prince has secretly planted many assassins in the capital."
After saying this, Yang Ling nodded indifferently.
"Do you really think I'm powerless to even kill a chicken?"
Yang Ling said with a disdainful look. Chang Qing was shocked when he heard this. Could it be that this Ninth Prince really has the ability?
Seeing the other person looking at her with curiosity, Yang Ling smiled faintly and didn't say anything more to him.
"If Your Highness needs anything, please just let me know. I'll always be here."
Changqing stood up and said something indifferently before walking out.
Yang Ling found himself a room. To be honest, the place was so shabby and dilapidated that even a prince like him had to do his own chores to prepare his own living quarters.
But that doesn't matter. He's not the kind of pampered prince who's been spoiled. He's a man who's lived a whole life.
As evening fell, Yang Ling and Chang Qing enjoyed the roast duck that Chang Qing had just bought, drinking wine in a very pleasant atmosphere.
Not long after, an uninvited guest arrived at the door.
When Yang Ling saw his elder brother, the Crown Prince, standing at the door, he was slightly taken aback. The two had fought dozens of times, and he never expected to meet him here again.
"Your subject greets Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
Yang Ling put down his wine glass, stood up and bowed slightly, his face showing no hatred, but rather a hint of respect.