Chapter 593: Disgraced [Five Thousand+]

The next morning, the light snow was still there.

"Good morning, Ma." Waving in greeting, Tang En walked out from behind the iron gate, then rubbed his hands and looked at the waiting Matthew Man, who couldn't help but be startled, "Hey, this injury is already so serious? What about you? Why don’t you ask for leave and go back to rest for a few days?”

With his hands wrapped in bandages and his head wrapped in white cloth, Matthewman, who looked a bit embarrassed and miserable, smiled bitterly: "Forget it, it's not a big deal. I have to improve, how can I not go at this time."

"Oh, you..." Tang En sighed softly when he saw this, and shook his head in disapproval. In fact, Tang En already knew about Matthewman's injury last night. And speaking of it, this injury has something to do with him...

It turns out that the reason why Mathewman failed to arrive at the appointed intersection in time yesterday was because on the way, the old horse pulling the cart was hit by a flying brick out of thin air, and then the vehicle lost control. Mathewman kept colliding in the carriage. That's how miserable he is now.

Because he couldn't see clearly who threw the brick, Matthewman could only admit that he was unlucky and didn't think much about it. However, in Tang En's view, considering the situation last night, Matthewman's car accident could not be an accident, but was caused by a deliberate design by those young people.

However, although the injury was serious, seeing that the modification of the glasses frame was about to be completed, Matthewman naturally could not let go of this golden opportunity and let others take the credit, so he continued to work despite the injury today.

Of course, Tang En couldn't say much about this. After all, everyone's life is different. In his opinion, the so-called glasses are just random gadgets. But in Matthewman's view, this is an excellent opportunity to get closer to the royal family and rise to the top.

After boarding the carriage, Matthewman chattered about the new news as usual. For example, which compatriot has married a Northern Wilderness woman as his wife, or gloated about the Northern Wilderness people's misfortunes, ridiculed the other party's vulgarity, and mixed spices into tea...[

There are no newspapers in Beihuang, and Matthewman and the others are not welcome in this relaxing place similar to a tavern. So these foreigners usually do nothing but work. We can only get together to exchange information and chat about interesting things as a rare way to spend time.

Halfway through the car, Matthewman seemed to remember something again, "Oh, by the way, I got some news this morning. Several large families in the south and north of the city were trampled down overnight. I don't know who they offended. Haha. , It’s really pleasant! But Old John and the others who lived nearby were frightened and ran out overnight..."

"Uh, wait a minute." Tang En's heart moved, "What are the names of those families...?"

Matthewman looked at Tang En in surprise when he heard this. Frowning and thinking: "I can't remember clearly, let me think about it... Oh, one seems to be called Lasha, which translates to Pui, Pui..."

"Preston?" Tang En looked strange.

Patting his thigh, he said, "Yes, that's the name... Hey, how did you know, Arthur?"

"I...cha!"

…

The inexplicable Matthew Mann was sent away. Tang En walked towards the palace and castle, his face a little gloomy, and he vaguely knew that the situation seemed to be beyond expectations.

Yesterday evening, because of the giant-like master who appeared later, Tang En already knew that this attack was not simple. But to be honest, he really didn't have the time to investigate carefully, so he followed the principle of keeping a low profile and directly handed over the matter to Andre and the others.

I want to come to Downtown. Although Andre and even Lansha treated him well, he was just an outsider anyway. As for the young men in the tavern last night, they knew at a glance that they were either rich or noble. So what Andre and the others can probably do is to warn and scare them. A more severe one would be to beat them up and then bring them over to apologize to themselves. That's probably it.

Of course, Tang En must be a little unhappy about this. But it’s understandable if you think about it. After all, this is the way for upper-level forces to deal with each other. A single move can affect the whole-body game. As for holding the opponent down and chasing him to death, that is basically the fighting style of street gangsters.

But after listening to Matthew Mann's gossip, Tang En spoke out. Overnight. Send out a number of royal guards and directly violently pacify those large families!

What is the situation... Could it be that the little girl Nalansha really has a crush on the young master?

There is no doubt that this idea is very absurd, but it is also the most logical test that Tang En can think of now. [

In addition, Tang En also had some bad premonitions in his heart, that is, he was worried that his role in this vigorous operation would become popular... Damn it, I really want to keep a low profile!

In his wild thoughts, Tang En came to the main entrance of the castle. The guards here were almost familiar with him. He looked around and asked, "Where is Captain Andre?"

"Mr. Arthur."

Tang En turned around and saw Andre running out from behind the city gate, with a layer of snowflakes falling on his shoulders. He had obviously been waiting for him for a long time. Without caring about any politeness, he went directly to greet me: "I was looking for you. What happened last night?"

"Situation? Haha, don't worry, Mr. Arthur, the situation is over now." Andre looked up and laughed, looking very excited, "Those idiots didn't have the eyesight to dare to mess with Mr. Arthur. Last night After I got the order, I immediately led five large groups of royal guards to surround those families. In just half an hour, I captured them all. Haha..."

After confirming the news, and then hearing such a big news, Tang En's face suddenly became bitter: "Doing this...doesn't anyone have any objections?"

"They dare! This is an order issued by the Queen herself, and who doesn't know that you are the savior of His Highness Lansha? Those idiots are seeking death themselves. Who dares to make irresponsible remarks... Uh, what's wrong with you, Arthur?" After a pause, Andre quickly stretched out his hand to support Tang En, who stumbled suddenly.

Waving his hands and licking his dry lips, Tang En asked again, hoping for a chance: "Now, everyone knows that I saved Lansha?"

"Of course."

"Nah!" This is so low-key... Tang En looked up to the sky and sighed, as if there were a thousand mud horses running past in his chest, alone in the messy wind and snow.

"Huh? What?"

He waved his hand vigorously, "Oh, it's nothing. Let's go to the city first. Please help me, the snow is a bit slippery..."

…

Just as Andre was helping Tang En walk toward the library, a luxury carriage from behind passed through the city gate and slowed down. Then the curtain opened, and a line of sight fell on Tang En and the two of them...

"Haha, what are you looking at?" Inside the carriage. A young man with a soft face and a bit of evil at the corner of his mouth sat on the white tiger skin rug and asked with a smile.

Putting down the curtain, the man leaning against the car turned his head. With sinister eyes and a hooked nose, he was Lambit, the son of the Mad Eagle. "Nothing... um. Have you ever heard of the name Arthur?"

"Arthur?" The feminine young man raised his eyebrows, "The one last night? What, do you know him?"

"No, but now I really want to meet this Bran man."

"Ha, that's not simple. It's just an invitation." The feminine young man has a vigorous and resolute temper. He twirled the ring on his little finger and said, "How about tonight, I'll go there and have a look. Haha. There should be something unusual about someone who can be valued so much by Lan Sha."

Lambit nodded noncommittally and glanced at the other party: "It's rare that your thoughts are consistent with mine, Tiger."

"Haha, you are wrong about that." The feminine young man named Tago laughed twice, with an evil look on his face. "Our goal is the same now, isn't it? But I won't lose to you this time. Lansha belongs to me after all! He also belongs to the Hidden Snake Tribe!"

"Haha, let's all rely on our abilities..."

…

…

It's approaching dusk, in the library.

In the aisles of densely arranged bookshelves, two young men of power, holding books in their hands and absent-mindedly, bumped into each other.

"You are so blind... Hey, why are you here?"

"Talking about me, what about you? Aren't you supposed to be rolling around on the fox girl's belly at this time?"

"Uh...fuck. I sometimes cultivate myself and cultivate my character, but it's not enough to read a book..."

"Then I'm here to take a stroll, haha..."

"Oh, nice to meet you..."

They laughed a few times and looked at each other.

Immediately, he spread his hands and said, "Okay. Actually, I'm here to see that crazy guy Bran, just because he looks familiar."

"I was also forced by the old man. He insisted that I come here and remember that face clearly. He said that he could not offend me no matter what. Fuck!"

Be honest. The two hands were tightly clasped together, almost like brothers in need.

"Don't say anything! After all, I'm still a tyrant in the imperial city. I didn't expect that one day I would be reduced to just coming here to visit and look at other people's faces."

"Oh, bear with it. We are much better than those guys in Togel. As soon as we stepped forward to provoke, the family was uprooted when we came back. How miserable!"

"Who says it's not... Well, come on, that crazy Bran guy is here."

…

Damn it!

His sensitive hearing picked up this conversation word for word. The corners of Tang En's mouth twitched a few times, and his face, which had been ugly all day, became even darker and darker.

He had heard conversations like this many times today. No matter where he goes now, he will be looked at intensively by many people. The so-called national treasure panda is just treated like this.

Lan Sha, who had been regularly bothering her in the past few days, did not come today either, but Tang En was not happy about this. On the contrary, it made him even more depressed. He now hopes that Lansha will come over and let him have a good venomous talk.

What the hell is this...

Depressed, Tang En put his hands up and looked up at the sky. That's it. If you can't afford to offend him, you can afford to hide. It's better to leave early today.

Of course, there is one thing you need to confirm before leaving. Close your eyes, stand quietly, and secretly shout in your heart, "Killer system!"

The scene changed instantly, and when I opened my eyes, it was the modern library style I had been familiar with these past few days.

"How are you doing, old housekeeper?" he asked forcefully, but Tang En didn't give any hope.

Needless to say, this is a natural question to ask if there is any information about poisons in the books included today. Tang En has asked similar questions many times in the past few days, and the result is of course no exception.

"Found it." He said calmly, and the old housekeeper looked indifferent.

"Oh, let's continue tomorrow..." He waved his hand subconsciously, and Tang En's figure disappeared into the space. But in an instant, the hidden figure suddenly reappeared, with a face trembling in disbelief, "You, you, you... what did you just say?"

The old housekeeper glanced over and lost interest in answering again. With a wave of his hand, a light screen appeared, showing a yellowed book page.

"Aha! I found it, I finally found it, haha..." He smiled up at the sky, leaned back and waved his arms randomly. At this moment, Tang En seemed to be possessed by Fan Jin, as if he was crazy.

No wonder Tang En was so ecstatic. You must know that he has recorded nearly hundreds of thousands of books in the past few days, and he is almost vomiting. Now that he has finally found it, naturally he cannot calm down.

He quickly rushed under the light curtain and looked up at the extremely abstract words on it, which looked like ghostly symbols. Needless to say, this is naturally written in Northern Wilderness. Fortunately, Tang En can understand it now.

General meaning. "The name of this poison is the special mixed poison made by the Sirius royal family. The toxin is extremely complex and can hardly be completely identified. It is precisely because of this complex toxicity that in order to achieve balance, the strong toxins are forcibly suppressed, forming a chronic poison. The initial state is Purple spots appear on the limbs, and then penetrate into the internal organs in the middle of the body. Eventually, the purple color spreads all over the body, festering and decaying..."

The source of this text needs no explanation, nor does it need to be considered how the writer knew about this poison. Just looking at the yellowed pages, you can tell that this is a long-standing secret.

But when Tang En looked at the description of the poisonous hair, he looked more and more familiar. Mixed chronic poison? All purple? Festering and corrupt...

"Cha!" He cursed angrily. Tang En's face instantly turned pale. Isn't this the poison that Zi Yi was poisoned by? The so-called difference is that he is now in the initial stage of poison. Zi Yi, on the other hand, has reached an advanced stage and is completely terminally ill!

Looking further down, "This poison is really complex and may be suppressed, but it has an absolute antidote. As far as I know, the only solution is pure ancient black dragon blood. Although this is not an antidote, it can forcibly neutralize the toxin." , to achieve the purpose of detoxification. However, the ancient dragon clan has been extinct for a long time, and the occasional traces are only sub-dragons with thin blood, and the effect is very little. Looking at the news on the mainland, only a few hundred years ago, the Sirius royal family occasionally got some rumors of the blood of the ancient black dragon... …”

What follows is no longer important. Tang En looked away and took a deep breath: "Girl, you are so cruel! You are so vicious! You are so insidious!!!"

Needless to say, vicious. You can understand this by looking at the description of the poison. As for the insidiousness... Tang En thought that when he played chess with the Queen before, the other party touched the half of the wolf-shaped jade pendant and said that the antidote was in it. She probably didn't know about his poisoning at that time, otherwise she wouldn't have taken the initiative to tell him. And inside that jade pendant, it should be the so-called blood of the ancient black dragon!

Regarding this, there is no doubt that Lansha must know about it, and she has been holding the other half of the jade pendant that she found from him.

In other words, after Tang En took the poison, he fought hard to escort Lansha back to the imperial city, but he didn't know that the antidote was actually beside him, and the damn thing was still taken from him. Let's go...

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Tang En grabbed his hair, his face was a little distorted, and of course he was angry. After all, no one would feel better if they were deceived. But it must be admitted that most of it is a kind of self-consciousness called "losing one's old face".

What the hell was I thinking at the time? Fortunately, I usually think that I have good eyesight, so why didn't I see that this girl had been lying? Is this because her moral practice is too high, or my practice is not enough...

Holding his head and squatting on the ground, Tang En struggled for a long time, until the old housekeeper reminded his real body that he had been standing for too long, and then he slowly stood up and sighed in disinterest, "Zhang Ji's mother is right. Never trust women, the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie!"

The emotion was still echoing in the space. In reality, Tang En had opened his eyes, glanced at the incomprehensible sights around him, shook his head, and walked towards the corridor.

When passing by the circular wooden table, Bamutu, who seemed to be napping 24 hours a day, raised his head and looked at Tang En with a strange smile: "Little baby, did you fight with someone last night?"

Although he is in a very bad mood now, Tang En will not neglect the enigmatic Bamutu: "You always know this? I thought you never left the library."

"Haha, so what if I don't leave the library. At my age, there are very few things I don't know."

"Oh, really?" Tang En raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, "Then I have a question I would like to ask."

Bamutu waved his hand disapprovingly, looking very confident: "Ask as you like! But if I answer, you have to tell me what kind of mental method you practice? It's fair to ask a question."

"Okay!" Tang En simply nodded without any further entanglement, "My question is, which came first, the chicken or the egg?"

"Haha, what kind of problem is this? Of course the chicken comes first... Uh, that's not right... Where does the chicken come from without the eggs? That means the eggs come first... That's not right either. Without the chicken, where do the eggs come from..."

Looking at Bamutu, who was pulling his hair and instantly trapped in the tangle of limited circulation, Tang En turned around and stepped into the corridor, raised the corners of his mouth, and breathed out softly. His depressed mood was instantly relieved.

Sure enough, negative energy can only be relieved by spreading it privately...

With this in mind, Tang En walked through the long corridor to the hall, and was about to walk out the door when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

This is an old man from the Northern Wilderness dressed in green clothes with a few strands of gray beard on his chin. With a flick of his sleeve after more than ten steps, a gilded invitation flew to Tang En: "Be sure to be on time for your appointment at seven o'clock tonight." It was like an order, firm and firm. After saying that, he simply turned around and left.

"Wait!" Tang En did not open the invitation, but threw it back casually, "Sorry, I have been a little busy recently. So I can't go to the appointment. Please bring me my apology." This is the truth. Now that we already know where the antidote is. Due to the location, Tang En naturally had to plan carefully for this.

Turning around, the old man in green had a dark expression on his face, and swept the invitation back with another flick of his sleeves: "I hope you will read the content of the invitation before answering me."

After receiving the invitation, Tang En could not help but frown slightly, opened it, glanced at it, and then threw the invitation back: "Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Lambit of the Mad Eagle Tribe. I regret that I cannot accept the invitation."

"The Wild Eagle Tribe... Lambit?" "The Son of the Wild Eagle!"

As Tang En walked out of the library, a large number of powerful disciples also left. Now when they heard the name of the owner of the invitation from Tang En's mouth, they couldn't help but burst into an uproar and seemed very shocked.

"Brann!" Shen shouted and instantly suppressed the noise around him. The old man in green's face was livid, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if it could burn people. "I, the Mad Eagle Tribe, say you are welcome, so you must go! If you don't go, no way!"

"Heh..." Tang En narrowed his narrow eyes and smiled suddenly...

…………(To be continued...)