Passing through the city gate and entering Kyoto, Huang Wuji and the others slowed down. Although Huang Wuji is confident that his riding skills are unparalleled in the world, he will not be good for his reputation just in case he knocks someone down.

Huang Wuji rode leisurely on the red dragon horse and strolled through the streets of Kyoto with thirty guards, looking at the lively scene around him, and he couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart.

Due to interest, Huang Wuji used the Qi Hope Technique he learned from the Three-color Honglian, and saw that the heads of countless people were densely packed with light white ordinary luck, and it was only more than ten years, which had no effect on him at all.

"Huh, what is that!" Huang Wuji was surprised to see that he saw a touch of yellow luck in the ordinary luck that was almost all light white. Although it is very shallow, it is at least more than a thousand years, and he is a blessed person, and he has made great progress in business and government.

Huang Wuji looked at the person with yellow luck and found that it was a down-and-out young man, and his dirty-looking clothes had been mended and mended. Huang Wuji was a little puzzled, why did he look so depressed even when he had a thousand years of luck.

Huang Wuji dismounted and walked slowly towards the down-and-out young man, and the guards behind him saw that they also dismounted and protected the surroundings, vaguely blocking all the surrounding crowds outside.

The down-and-out young man walked straight forward aimlessly, starlessly, not even knowing that someone was coming behind him. Huang Wuji gently patted the other party's shoulder and whispered, "This brother, I don't know what makes you so upset!"

When the down-and-out young man looked back, it turned out to be a child, with long eyebrows and clear eyes, jade-like skin, and a gorgeous and unusual costume, standing in the sun and shining like a golden boy.

Looking at the guards around him who blocked the crowd out, the down-and-out young man could be more sure that the child in front of him didn't know that he was the son of the prince and nobleman of that family, and he shook his hand again and again with a flustered face and said, "It's okay, it's okay!"

After saying that, the down-and-out man turned around and was about to leave, but the thirty guards firmly surrounded him, and he stayed where he was for a while, with a desperate expression on his face.

As soon as Huang Wuji saw the appearance of the down-and-out young man, he knew that the other party had misunderstood his appearance. Also, the reputation of the children of the princes and nobles in Kyoto is indeed stinky.

"Don't be afraid, this brother, I don't have any malicious intent, I just see that your brows are tightly locked, there must be something!" Huang Wuji finally saw a person with a thousand years of luck, how could he let it go so easily.

Seeing Huang Wuji's serious appearance, the down-and-out young man was embarrassed to hold on, and told everything that happened one by one.

It turned out that the down-and-out young man named Mu Xin, the son of a wealthy businessman, was wandering in Kyoto a year ago and accidentally bumped into Li Sai, the second son of the Marquis of Zhenguo. At first, Mu Xin didn't care, but unfortunately the good times didn't last long, and the Mu family firm was seized by the government overnight, and his father was also thrown into prison.

For the sake of his father's affairs, Mu Xin has been running around for a year to dredge up the relationship, and all the valuable properties in his family have been sold, and the family of more than 20 people is all crowded into a courtyard in a civilian area, relying on laundry and sewing to survive, and life is not a meal.

Originally, the valuable property was sold, and the Mu Xin family would not have lived such a life. However, the government seems to be like a bottomless pit, no matter how much money is invested, there is not a single letter of approval, and all the money from the sale of the house is used up, and there is still no news at all.

Today, Mu Xin took the only money he had at home and prepared to go to the government to try it out to see if he could get some news. Who knows, he will meet Huang Wuji on the way.

After hearing what happened to Mu Xin, Huang Wuji secretly sneered in his heart: "It's really a narrow road, and it's you Li Sai again!"

"Don't be afraid, I can save your father. However, after the deed is done, I will take one thing from you!" Huang Wuji finished speaking, looking at the yellow thousand-year-old luck above Mu Xin's head like a wolf.

Mu Xin was frightened by Huang Wuji's vicious appearance, and thought that he would kill himself. Can. Thinking about his life today, it is very different from a year ago, there are days when there is no last meal, he has had enough, and he can persist until now in order to save his father.

"Okay, I promise you!" Mu Xin said with a generous expression, looking at Huang Wuji with a dead intent as if he was going to the battlefield.

Huang Wuji looked at Mu Xin's expression, knowing what he was thinking, and thought with a secret smile in his heart: "It is a material that can be made, and he will definitely do something in the future." It's a pity that when you meet me, this prince is in a hurry to use his luck, so you can only be considered unlucky!".

Huang Wuji is not a soft-hearted person, and he takes the initiative to help others when he hears a story. Everything has to pay a price, and without a certain value, Huang Wuji will not make a move, even if someone dies in front of him.

"Mu Xin, do you know that it is the yamen who is holding your father!" There are many yamen in Kyoto, and you must ask where they are locked up.

"If you go back to Gongzi, the villain's father is locked up in the prison of Jingzhao Mansion!" Mu Xin saw Huang Wuji asking about the location of the prison, and knew that the other party was serious, so he hurriedly replied.

"Okay, let's go to Jingzhao Mansion. Li Chong, take him!" Huang Wuji motioned to Li Chong, and one turned over and got on the horse, Li Chong got the hint, grabbed Mu Xin's waist with one hand and lifted it up directly, turned over and followed behind the horse.

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

Moreover, Jingzhao Mansion is the least embarrassing in Kyoto, and above it there are also the criminal department, the five cities and other yamen pressing, as the saying goes, "If you don't be an official in Kyoto, you don't know how many officials there are, and if you don't become an official in Kyoto, you don't know how high your official is."

Pull someone out of the street casually, it is possible that there is some indirect relationship with that prince and nobleman, and Jing Zhaoyin in Jingzhao Mansion is also the position that is most likely to offend people, big and small things in Kyoto

As the saying goes: The yamen is open, and there is no reason to come in without money. The gate of Jingzhao Mansion is three rooms wide, the middle is the bright aisle, on the black lacquer door, the knocker is a hideous beast head, and the doorman shouts injustices in front of the doorman.

Huang Wuji didn't understand the rules of the yamen, but now he didn't care about those who came to find fault, strode in front of the injustice drum, picked up the sledgehammer and knocked it up.

After knocking for a long time, I saw a servant swaying out of the gate of Jingzhao Mansion, looking like he had just been woken up, staring at Huang Wuji viciously and saying: "The hairy boy from there dares to beat the drum, today-".

Before the official finished speaking, Li Chong, who was following behind, couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward with a "snap" slap on the officer's face. The pain made the official wake up from his sleep in an instant, and when he saw Huang Wuji's gorgeous costumes, followed by thirty unusually strong-looking guards, he immediately understood that he had offended someone who should not be offended.

"Bang! Bang!" The official slapped his face three times in a row, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he knelt on the ground and said: "Son's forgiveness, the little one just neglected Childe, I hope to forgive me!"

For such soft bones, it shouldn't be said that he is a servant who has a sense of making decisions on the spot, Huang Wuji has not had the leisure time to worry about anything with him, not to mention his own identity, it is simply unseemly.

"Go and call you Lord Jingzhao to come out to greet him, my son-in-law has something to look for him!" Li Chong, as the commander of the guards of the Prince's Mansion, is full of momentum, and he is free and has a majesty that is different from the search, which is not comparable to ordinary guards.

The official is not a fool, how can he not even see what is going on, so he hurriedly said "yes", strode away and ran towards the palace.

In the back office of Jingzhao Mansion, a fat man with a round face who looked kind and angry sat on a chair and sipped tea and ate the exquisite pastries prepared by his subordinates. The servant who was beaten by Li Chong's mouth rushed in, panting heavily, and said to Jing Zhaoyin: "Master, master, something is wrong, I don't know which princes and nobles have come to find fault!"

"What, here it is again!" the chubby Jing Zhaoyin stood up from the chair with a snort, and the tea bowl in his hand fell to the ground unconsciously, only to hear a crisp sound of "pop!", and the tea bowl fell 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 becoming an official in Kyoto, he has been cautious, for fear of offending the great god, which can be said to be a grievance, how many years have developed a habit, everything wants to be with the mud.

The official didn't dare to hide it, but he was his boss on the other side, and he couldn't hide anything from him. 1510 told me all the things I had just experienced at the yamen.

Jing Zhaoyin looked at the handprints on the officer's face and the bloodstains on the corners of his mouth, and knew that what the officer said was all true. Jing Zhaoyin circled around the room and decided to see who it was first, and was making a final decision.

Jing Zhaoyin followed behind the yamen and walked towards the gate of the yamen, and saw a small boy followed by a large number of guards from a distance.

"I don't know that His Highness the Nineteenth has arrived, and he has lost his position, and he hopes to forgive his sins!" Jing Zhaoyin's body of three or four hundred catties, like a flying swallow at this time, came to the door in two or three steps, knelt on the ground and said loudly.

"Well, get up. I have something to do today, let's go in and talk about it!" Huang Wuji didn't look at Jing Zhaoyin and walked into the yamen, Jing Zhaoyin looked at the posture and knew that the matter was not small, so he didn't dare to slack off, and quickly got up from the ground and led the way.

Just now, when the official heard Jing Zhaoyin's words, and after seeing Huang Wuji leaving, he sat on the ground with his buttocks, his face was pale and cold sweat, his head was blank, and he kept muttering to himself: "Mom, it turned out to be His Highness Nineteen, I offended His Highness, I am dead, I am dead!"