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But Yu Yu turned to think about it, this matter seems to be quite beneficial to him. A novel ≦﹤＜≦≦﹤≤≦﹤﹤﹤＜≤≤Because those people are now focusing on the fight for the throne, it is estimated that no one cares about the family problems of a royal family member, and that Ling Baiyu was the royal family back then Members, more than two hundred years have passed, and it is estimated that they have long been alienated from the royal family.

If so, it would be easier

Thinking of this, Yu Yu asked again about the imperial city. This Wen Qingling seemed to know a lot, and seemed to know quite a lot about the secular world, which was quite consistent with her status as a disciple of the Sejong Sect.

Finally, Yu Yu nodded in satisfaction, looked at the young man on the ground, and said, "He can't die, but he may be weak for a while. Although I saved you, I don't want people to know what happened between us, so I want Erase the memories you know about me in the world, you will not object to it."

"This" Wen Qingling is a rousing spirit. It is not a problem if it is just to erase the memory, but if the other party takes the opportunity to start, but then think again, the other party wants his own life, is it so troublesome to use it?

After erasing the other party's memory, Yu Yu returned to the place where the accident happened last night, and it took a while to find the horse that ran away in shock. Ride on the horse and continue on the road, thinking about things constantly.

After thousands of miles, it didn’t take much time to add the whip. When he came outside Yunfeng City on this day, he looked up at the city wall and smiled. Compared with the holy city, it may be a bit exaggerated to say that it is a small witch. Compared with the grand scale, this place looks much smaller.

However, as an imperial city, you can also see a thick and solemn atmosphere. The soldiers patrolling back and forth above the city, the constant flow of people under the city, are bustling, you come and go, it is very prosperous.

Yu Yu led the horse through the gate, and the guards of the city inspected it before letting him in. This process is very careful, but not so careful for everyone.

Yu Yu, who has been rolling up in the world, naturally understands the truth. These soldiers are all experienced people. With their own eyes, they can roughly judge who may have problems and who does not. If there may be a problem, check it carefully, if not, check it briefly.

He has no long objects, just a person and a horse, so there is actually nothing to check. Walking into the city through the city gates, as far as you can see, there are shops everywhere, with a dazzling array of hawkers and crowds.

Although not as magnificent as the holy city, with extraordinary momentum, the place is more lively. Although it feels a bit crowded, the atmosphere of life is stronger than that of the holy city.

This is what Yu Yu likes, and people should live in such a place full of life.

When I found the inn, Xiao Er smiled and greeted him with a smile. When the master asked, someone came and led the horse. Xiao Er raised the towel board and yelled, "Please come from this Lord", which made Yu Yu quite comfortable.

This place is a good place. The inn takes care of the restaurant, there are many people, and it is also a good place to eat. Yu Yu asked for a private room, Xiao Er came to wipe the table and the bench, and then poured tea and water, busy and orderly.

Yu Yu gave a tip and sat down for a cup of tea. This is an unwritten rule in every local imperial city. Most of the big restaurants in big places have the habit of tipping. Yu Yu knows this very well, and has always carried enough money, even though he is now a big monk.

This is a habit formed in those years because of being poor.

It is said that it is a private room, but it is actually a single seater. Upstairs, you can see the wide street when you look up. It seems that the layout is similar to his teahouse. The seats and the seating rooms are separated by screens, but the screens are not high. The landscape paintings and the characters of dragon flying and phoenix dancing seem to be made by everyone.

Xiao Er sang the name of the dish, with a circumflex and rhythm. Yu Yu ordered a few sample store specialties, two kilograms of wine, and Xiao Er went down to prepare. While Yu Yu was drinking tea, he listened carefully to what the people were saying.

In this kind of place, fish and dragons are mixed, and anyone can appear. The so-called market place is a concentrated expression, a concentrated display of local customs and favors. In such a place, you can often hear useful information inadvertently.

Whether it is Zhang’s parents, Li’s family, or national events, market rumors, lace news, you can hear them here. Whoever gets promoted, who loses his head, this general marries a wife, which master takes a concubine, and so on, can make people who eat here talk with gusto.

The talker spit and the listener is attentive

The dishes were ready, the wine was brought, Yu Yu ate and drank, listening with a stunned ear. This is the imperial city. Just like the holy city, there are many people discussing state affairs. This may be one of the common characteristics of the imperial city.

It sounds, but there is actually nothing of value, basically nonsense and adding oil and vinegar. The most talked about is naturally the next emperor who is most likely.

Yu Yu was also surprised by the spread of these gossips. They actually knew about the kid who was saved by himself was assassinated on the road.

He was holding a wine glass, thinking that this was probably not as simple as a gossip, maybe someone let it out on purpose, but it had nothing to do with himself.

Suddenly a gong sounded outside, Yu Yu looked out subconsciously, and saw a group of people walking along the street. He recognized the young man who was rescued by himself. According to Wen Qingling, the name of the man was Ling Anchang

At this time, this Ling Anchang was sitting on the tall horse with a proud face, arrogantly, where there was still a bit of a face that was scared by the group of people before.

Before this person knew the sea, Yu Yu could not forcefully erase his memory, so he simply broke up all his memories that day and sealed them up, so now even if he sees himself that night again, he cannot recognize him. He's already, not to mention that he's changed again now.

But he didn't see Wen Qingling

Yu Yu was looking at the team below, suddenly raised his brows, his expression changed slightly, and his drinking movements slowed down. His ears are so sensitive that he can hear what is said on every table here.

Not far away from him ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a few seemingly extraordinary diners were whispering quietly at this time, and Yu Yu was listening to their conversation at this time. The content of their conversation, compared with other people, is not ordinary shocking, it is definitely exclusive news level.

It didn’t take long for them to stop talking, and they didn’t dare to go on. Several people felt guilty, but they were like this. They had secrets, and they couldn’t help but want to say it. It happened that Yu Yu listened It's right now.

And what he is going to do seems to be quite related.

According to those people, the death of the old emperor was premeditated and not a natural death. Yu Yu didn't take such a thing too seriously. Although it was really **** enough, what really made him care about was the following.

They said that many people actually didn't know that the old emperor had already drawn up a will and appointed an heir, and it was because of this will that he was directly killed in the palace.

He passed the throne to a young man named Ling Feng, who had an ancestor named Ling Baiyu

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