It was already evening when the draft convoy drove into Kyoto. Since the game was still out of service, all the players "slept" and couldn't wake up.
Xiao Yutang looked puzzled and asked Yin Xue Shu: "What's going on with these people? They all seem to have been hit by Mongolian sweat medicine and sleep so hard?"
It's not even time to go to bed yet.
Yin Xueshu was also puzzled and said hesitantly: "Maybe he is too tired from the long journey."
No matter how tiring it is to ride in a carriage, you can't sleep like a dead pig.
However, Xiao Yutang had no choice but to send someone to carry these Xiu'er into the post house one by one.
After all, these people who are likely to be emperors in the future cannot be allowed to sleep in the carriage like this.
Attendants came and went, using stretchers to transport the sleeping players into the post house. These people may all become the emperor's concubines. They could not touch them casually, so they had to use this method.
The huge motorcade had already attracted the attention of many people, and the onlookers were whispering.
"Where did such a long convoy come from? It doesn't look like a caravan."
"Have you not heard? Our Majesty is going to draft, and this is the team that will go to Beijing for the draft."
"Hey, how many people have to be selected? Didn't we say that our Majesty is diligent and rarely enters the harem?"
"These are just candidates for selection. Only those selected by His Majesty can become concubines. They can be included in the harem anywhere."
"Our Majesty has been on the throne for three years, and he still has no dragon sons. He should marry more concubines and spread his wings."
Naturally, Xie Lanyi did not "fall asleep" like the players. After Qin Qinghong was carried away by the attendants, he also got off the carriage.
Dressed in lake blue clothes, he attracted most of the attention as soon as he got off the car, and the whispers around him became louder.
"Whose young master is this? He is so handsome, but why did he get off the carriage waiting for selection?"
Seeing Xie Lanyi, the people watching suddenly noticed something. There seemed to be something wrong with the person these attendants carried down.
If you look carefully, why are most of them men?
The players were carried down, and the people watching stood relatively far away, so they didn't notice the genders to be chosen before.
What's more, most people wouldn't have thought of the possibility that the show girl could be a boy?
Realizing this, the people all trembled, showing expressions of collapse.
"...Maybe we guessed wrong. This is definitely not the draft team."
"But I just saw His Royal Highness Prince Gong. He is the imperial envoy for this draft. This team is the one who drafted."
"It was actually Prince Gong who made the choice. He is determined...how could he be allowed to choose?"
"Your Highness, Prince Gong, did you choose this for yourself or for His Majesty?"
"Our Majesty and Prince Gong are uncles and nephews. Maybe they also have this hobby..."
"Don't slander our wise and mighty Majesty. Prince Gong is used to doing nonsense. I think this time it was probably his own idea."
"My second aunt's uncle and nephew's family are still working in Prince Gong's Mansion. I need to tell them quickly that it's important to clear up the relationship."
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Xie Lanyi walked slowly into the post house, and the whispers of the people fell into his ears word for word.
Xiao Yutang is worthy of his reputation for risking his life, and the people know his character clearly.
On the second floor of the post house, an inner window opened a small gap.
Seeing the "unconscious" and "dead" candidates being carried in one by one, the people in the room gulped.
"The emperor of Dayong is really terrible, he actually forced these men to participate in the draft."
The attendant on the side quickly stopped him, "Your Highness, you can't say that. We are now in the land of Dayong, under the imperial city, so we must be careful that the walls have ears."
The blond boy immediately covered his mouth, as if a kitten was frightened, and his sea-blue eyes widened, fearing that what he just said was actually heard.
It is said that Emperor Dayong's Jin Ling Guards were everywhere, monitoring the officials at the top and monitoring the common people at the bottom.
His father, even in his own palace, was suspicious, fearing that some Jin Ling Guards had sneaked into Kucha.
Ashina Ayi, the little prince of Qiuci, grew up listening to the horror stories of Dayong told by his father.
He cautiously looked out through the crack of the window again, just in time to see Xie Lanyi walking in.
This young man was not brought in like the others. Did he voluntarily participate in the draft?
It's a pity that such a handsome young man has to serve the Emperor Yong who is extremely ugly, moody, and kills palace people at every turn, causing the palace to bleed like a river.
Xie Lanyi's five senses were sharp and she felt a line of sight peering at her.
Without warning, he looked up to the second floor. Facing the window with a crack open, he could vaguely see someone lying there.
Seeing that he had been discovered, the window crack quickly closed with a snap.
Xie Lanyi raised the corners of her lips. At this moment, apart from the candidates for the Beijing draft, the only person living in this post house was Prince Qiuci.
He doesn't look very smart.
Although the size of the post house is not small, it is a bit reluctant to accommodate so many people at the same time. Only two people can live in one room.
Xie Lanyi naturally lives with Qin Qinghong.
Qin Qinghong had been carried to the bed by the attendants, and Xie Lanyi walked over to help him straighten his messy hair.
Without a soul, a body is just a shell.
His lover will wake up tomorrow.
