Pretend to death, you must pretend to be dead at this time.

Li Hao kicked the eunuch who was holding the soft couch and signaled him to speed up. He closed his eyes and began to pretend to be dead.

Can't see me, can't see me.

Passing by the square in front of the hall, Li Hao prayed secretly.

However, God is not good, God seems to be not at home, Li Hao's prayer has become useless, and several black-faced old guys have long been blocked on the way out of the palace.

Li Ji even lifted him up from the soft couch: "Boy, what's going on today? How did you be with Your Majesty? Say!"

What are you saying, I am the one who is the worst injured!

Li Hao opened his eyes and said half-deadly: "Uncle Li, I have half my life left. Please let me go, will it be fine?"

Cheng Yaojin's big face leaned over from the side: "You guy don't do this, you're just shot in the arm and you can't die. Tell me, what's going on today."

Li Hao was pulled around like a doll, and he was about to cry: "Uncle Cheng, after I came out of the military camp, Chumo and Li Zhen, I wanted to go and have some wine and discuss something. No one expected to meet an assassin. You asked me what happened, I want to know more than you."

"So, is it really a chance encounter?" Cheng Yaojin looked calm and saw no sign of his usual nonsense.

Li Hao cried and said, "It was such a coincidence. In fact, if I hadn't met you and Uncle Baoxiang halfway, I wouldn't have known that there was the Empress in the carriage."

"Well, it's better to meet by chance, it's better to meet by chance."

Li Hao obviously felt that Old Cheng was relieved and asked in his heart: "Uncle Cheng, should you think that the three of us are related to assassins?"

Li Ji said gloomyly: "What do you think? When His Majesty was assassinated, there were only three of you around him. He said that it had nothing to do with you and who would believe it."

It turns out that this is a mess, Li Hao rolled his eyes: "Uncle Li, then according to what you said, there are so many people from the three provinces and six ministries, and you don't know if your Majesty appears and leaves the palace. Who will believe it if you say it!"

After saying this, Li Hao was ready to be beaten, but unexpectedly, Li Ji's voice came from his ears: "It's right. If someone questions you in the future, just say that."

What does it mean? Li Hao glanced at Li Ji in surprise.

Li Ji looked back at him as if nothing had happened: "What are you looking at? The little brat is talking nonsense, go home to recuperate."

Ma Dan is all old guys, mentally ill and scumbags. Li Hao cursed secretly and got on the soft couch again.

Behind him, a conversation between Li Ji and Cheng Yaojin came: "I just said that this guy is a ghost spirit, and you must find a way to escape."

"Well, this kid is indeed not simple. He actually thought of driving the Queen's carriage away at such a critical moment. If it were the stinky brat in my family, he would probably go up and fight hard. If the man is not saved by then, he might have to get himself in."

"Okay, now it's useless to say that these are useless. I'd better think about how His Majesty explains it. More than 20 assassins have been involved in one go, and this matter has been very serious."

As he drifted away, the sound behind him was already so mellow, but Li Hao felt a different feeling in his heart.

It turned out that Li Ji and Cheng Yaojin blocked the road just to remind themselves that someone would make a fuss about this matter.

Of course, there is another possibility that the old guys are jealous when they see themselves in the palace and deliberately disgusting people.

Taking the imperial edict in his arms, Li Hao felt happy again.

As for those two good brothers who are still here, emmm..., I guess they will be taken home and beaten up. This is no big deal. If a fellow Taoist dies, I will have to come out to fight the thunder if something big happens.

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When Li Hao returned home, he saw a lot of people standing at his doorstep from afar.

The housekeeper, Old Chen, was standing at the door in big red clothes, and dozens of families lined up the geese wings behind him, and the maids and servants stood in the last row.

In front of Lao Chen, there was an incense table on the altar, three large incenses were emitting green smoke, and the offerings of the three animals were neatly arranged.

Is this to worship ancestors or to worship me for heaven? Didn’t I find out that I am a time traveler and want to soak the pig cage?

Looking at the rows of heads emerging from the walls of the neighbors around, Li Hao's cold sweat broke out.

When he arrived at the door of the house, Old Chen waved his hand, and the generals, maids and servants bowed at the same time, shouting: "Welcome the prince back, the prince is mighty! The prince is mighty!"

My son is a Duke, and the child of the Duke is naturally the prince. Li Hao knows this.

Even so, the scene in front of you is too big, right? Li Hao looked confused and looked at the butler who smiled distortedly: "Old Chen, what are you doing? This is?"

If it weren't for the ears blocking Old Chen's mouth, he could grin on the back of his head. He felt that no matter how his young master looked, he rubbed his big hands and asked with a dry smile: "Young Master, I heard you saved the Holy Lord? You also got a reward. This is to comfort the spirit of the ancestors in heaven."

"Subar, then, let's sue." Li Hao nodded, feeling that Old Chen was a little different, and he seemed to be talking too loudly.

Old Chen didn't seem to realize this and continued to ask: "Young Master, does Your Majesty have any reward?"

"Oh, I was awarded the actual position of the fourth-rank Zhechong Duwei, and I was promoted to the title one level, and I was the founding county of Sanyuan."

"Oh my God, the fourth-rank Zhechong Duwei?! Kaiguo County Master, you are so amazing. In addition to the royal relatives, you are the fastest promoted in Chang'an City. To worship ancestors, you must worship ancestors!"

Old Chen's voice became louder, and he was so angry that he heard the sound.

But does Old Chen care? Of course he doesn't care.

He just wanted to let the neighbors around him know that his young master is really promising this time!

The fourth-rank 14-year-old rank Zhechong Duwei is a real position. He can be a saint at the palace, not comparable to those of the generals of the Laoshizi, the cavalry, the Zhongsan Doctor and other officials.

This time, who would dare to say that their young master is not good at it?

Playboys, what's wrong with playing playboys? Who hasn't been young yet?

Your young master is not a dandy, but can you compare with our young master? Do you dare to save him? Our young master dares!

Moreover, our young master's title was earned by himself. Sanyuan Kaiguo County, listen to Kaiguo County, can you compare the titles you inherited by relying on your old capital?

Old Chen was very swelling, and he could even be said to be so swelling that he couldn't. He pulled his neck and shouted at the door of his house for a full quarter of an hour.

At first, the butler of Yu Wen and the housekeeper were hiding behind the door to listen, but the more he listened, the less he felt. In the end, he became even more angry and cursed secretly, and turned around and asked his servant to go out and get angry.

Others also heard Lao Chen's clamor, and one or two felt that they were not so comfortable.
Chapter completed!