"Please! Wang Feng. Cao En pointed to the cage prepared by the factory guard in front of him.

"Father-in-law, father-in-law, you see that my brother is also a young master, he must not be used to sitting on this, can you think of a way? These twenty taels should be used as tea money for my father-in-law and brothers, I hope you will take good care of my brother on the road." Wu Sangui took out an ingot of twenty taels of gold and stuffed it to Cao En.

"Oh, look at how good this Vice General Wu is. Cao En deliberately glanced at Wang Feng, as if to say, you also learn from your eldest brother.

"Vice General Wu, don't worry, the brothers all know, our family didn't want Brother Wang to sit on this, so let's match Brother Wang with a horse! Brother Wang is also comfortable to sit in this way, what do you think of Vice General Wu?" Cao En asked.

"This is the best, this is the best. I've thanked my father-in-law here!" Wu Sangui arched his hand towards Cao En.

"Then Vice General Wu, our family will leave. ”

"Let's go," Cao En waved his hand. The entire convoy slowly left Shanhaiguan.

"Master Wu, I also have to leave, I don't feel at ease on the way, I have to protect the young master. Zuo Mengqi arched his hand towards Wu Sangui and signaled his farewell.

Wu Sangui stood under the city tower and watched the convoy slowly disappear from his sight.

Jingshi, there is a piece of land near Donghua Gate, which belongs to the Xinwang Mansion, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse in order to show that he loves this younger brother, specially gave this piece of land to Zhu Youzhen, so that he can be closer to himself.

Xinwangfu is different from ordinary palaces, other palaces always have the door of the palace open, and the traffic outside the door is busy, and the guests come and go endlessly. The door of the Xinwang Mansion is basically closed tightly every day, and it is deserted and low-key is the characteristic of the Xinwang Mansion.

"Cheng'en, this time I have worked hard for you, this time I went to Jiangnan, thanks to you, this king can get Wang Feng's two million taels of silver. ”

In the study of the Xinwang Mansion, this is Zhu Youzhen's favorite place to stay, where he can feel the tranquility of the world, although he is only seventeen years old, but the bloody wind of the royal family has made this seventeen-year-old boy mature prematurely, he has to endure the pain that his age can't bear, and he has to spend every day in disguise.

Zhu Youzhen looks pretty good, with a slender figure, fair skin, and long hair straight on his shawl. Wearing a four-clawed dragon robe, he was dressed as a king.

"Lord Wang, this time I was able to get these two million taels, purely because of the prestige of the prince, and the slave just ran errands from it. Wang Chengen modestly responded to Zhu Youzhen's praise, and praised this master by the way.

Zhu Youzhen likes Wang Chengen very much, because only he understands his own thoughts, and he is not complacent and not complacent, so such a slave can reassure him.

"Cheng'en, what do you think of Wang Feng?" Zhu Youzhen suddenly said this.

Wang Chengen looked at this still small child and looked at his immature face. Wang Chengen knows this child too well, and after seventeen years of care, Wang Chengen has special feelings for this child, Wang Chengen stared at this child tightly, hoping to get a little information from his face, but Zhu Youzhen did not have a trace of expression on his face. Maybe even he didn't know how to evaluate this man, maybe he just really wanted to hear his opinion.

"Lord Wang, the slave thinks that Wang Feng is kind, fierce, forbearing, and ambitious, this person is very scary, and the prince has to guard against this person?" Wang Chengen suddenly kowtowed and said.

On the way to Beijing, Wang Chengen and Wang Feng knew this man too well. If he Wang Feng is a loyal minister, it is undoubtedly a great news for the Ming Dynasty, but if he is a powerful minister like Cao Cao, it will undoubtedly be a huge disaster for the Ming Dynasty and the prince.

Looking at this slave kneeling beside him, Zhu Youzhen knew that this slave was for his own good, although Zhu Youzhen was only seventeen years old, but he understood that the imperial brother was terminally ill, and this world would belong to him sooner or later. He understood that he would not get the position of emperor so easily, and Wei Zhongxian, the big gelding, always wanted to put himself to death.

Zhu Youzhen squatted down and helped up this slave who had taken care of him for seventeen years, and grabbed his hand, "Chengen, I know that everything you do is for the good of this king, this king thank you for reminding me, but..." Zhu Youzhen put his hands behind his back, "This king needs the help of all people now, as long as he is not a lackey of the Wei Party, he is a friend of this king." You must know that this king's biggest enemy now is Wei Zhongxian, not Wang Feng. So now is not the time to guard against Wang Feng, you know?" Zhu Youzhen looked at the old eunuch.

Seeing that this seventeen-year-old boy can analyze the current form so thoroughly, Wang Chengen feels very relieved, how many years, since he took care of him seventeen years ago, he has been thinking that one day he can give a head. Now that day has finally come. How could Wang Chengen not be happy?

"Lord Wang, the slave is very relieved to hear you say this, Lord Wang..."

"Lord Wang, there is a person outside who calls himself Bai Wenxuan, who is a guest of Wang Feng's door, and asks to see you..."

"Bai Wenxuan, Wang Feng's doorman?" Zhu Youzhen kept chattering.

"Oh... The prince may not know that this Bai Wenxuan is a strategist under Wang Feng, and now that he has come to ask to see the prince, he must have something important to ask to see you, the prince, otherwise he would not have come to see the prince late at night. ”

"That's right, that's right, you have to see, Wang Chengen, you go to bring Bai Wenxuan on behalf of this king. Zhu Youzheng sat on the Taishi's chair.

"Yes, my lord..."

After a while, Wang Chengen appeared in front of Zhu Youzhen with a white-robed man.

"Bai Wenxuan, the grass people, see the prince, the prince is a thousand years old. Bai Wenxuan knelt down in front of Zhu Youzhen.

"Excuse me, please be seated, Mr. Bai. ”

"The prince is not in a good situation, my young master was arrested by the factory guards of the East Factory, and now he is on his way to Beijing.

"What? What did you say?" Zhu Youzhen stood up nervously, the news came too suddenly. Suddenly, this seventeen-year-old boy didn't know what to do. Wang Feng has too much contact with himself, if he falls into the hands of the factory guard, it will definitely be difficult for him to explain in front of the imperial brother, even if he will not die, the throne will be lost to him. This is absolutely unbearable for myself.

"Are you sure that it was the factory guards who captured Wang Gongzi?" Wang Chengen wanted to confirm.

"Well, they are all wearing flying fish suits and holding embroidered spring knives in their hands, who else can there be in Daming except for factory guards?" Bai Wenxuan was very sure.

"Lord Wang, the most urgent problem now is not to let the young master fall into the hands of Dongchang!" There was a hint of urgency in Bai Wenxuan's voice.