The sky is dark, and the passers-by on the plank road are all in a hurry, there are farmers pushing carts to transport fresh vegetables and fruits, there are beautiful girls who drag their children and hold their daughters, and there are rivers and lakes rangers who move forward with swords. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoA jujube wooden carriage slowly moved along the flow of people, and the coachman pressed the brim of his hat very low, and without saying a word, gently drove the horse with a whip.

The autumn wind caressed the curtain, and a pair of rippling transverse eyes faintly glanced at the scenery outside the window.

Located in the plain, with three rivers, Jiangdu City, as the capital of a country, has undergone the baptism of war, and still does not change the solemn and prosperous background. The smoke willow paints the bridge, the wind curtain is green, and there are 100,000 people. In the memory, the palace feast with fragrant clothes and sideburns, and the young man who talked and laughed was already scattered by the impermanence of the world.

Zige lowered his head and concentrated on a thin book between his fingers, on which the words "Huainan Wang Zhen" were written in a delicate willow font, and the corners of the scroll had been slightly bent due to reading day by day.

"Emperor Cuihan's house, Heluo Kingdom, Jiangdu also." Hongsheng muttered softly, trying to distract her, "Ge'er, finally home." ”

"Ten years of spring crying has changed into a warbler's tongue, and the old people of the past have long forgotten the rivers and lakes."

Zige's voice is neither sad nor joyful. Two months ago, at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, she had met with Gao Zhan, Lu Junyi and Liu Yuzhang one by one, at that time, she didn't know these old things, and she also took a lot of effort and limelight for Cuiqiao to gain favor again, and now I think about it, it is also quite thrilling.

Gao Zhan has been deep and keen-minded since he was a child, although Zige was not very familiar with him in various palace banquets when he was a child, but after all, he had come to the door with Pingyuan Marquis Fang Min to propose marriage, and he was treated so rudely by himself, he must still have a grudge against the high-spirited Lord of Ningze in the past.

Lu Junyi can't escape the elegance in his bones, and now he has the reputation of "Lu Langgu has a wrong song", and he has repeatedly praised his piano skills. I don't know if he is a red-sleeved fragrance and a countless women, will he still think about the unruly girl who danced with knives and guns at that time?

What made Zige feel the most palpitating was Liu Yuzhang, who embarrassed herself twice and three times, she didn't expect that when he grew up, his temper would still be so perverse, and his temperament would be as small as a ten-year-old child. It's just that Lu Junyi's sentence "He has planted a heel on his old man in the past" at the banquet, and the depressed look on Liu Yuzhang's face, made Zige vaguely worried that he had already realized something.

"If you meet in Beijing again in the future, how should you, Lu Junyi and Liu Yuzhang get along?"

"Let's show it in the name of Lin Ange for the time being, the two of them are now very close to the King of Chengjiang, and I still don't know the intentions of the two of them."

"But in the hearts of the old people, Yang Zige is a person who has passed, you don't have to worry about this." Hongshang patted her hand lightly and said comfortingly.

"I hope so."

Zige looked at the lights on the street, and the cries of shops along the street came and went, but he didn't feel half familiar in his heart.

"But he recognized Li Jing, the Marquis of Ruyin...... I finally felt ......" Hongshang wanted to speak and stopped, she didn't agree with Zige's risky move.

"Uncle he...... It's not ordinary, but if I hadn't told him personally, he wouldn't have rushed to recognize him. Recalling the mixed feelings of joy and sorrow on Li Jing's face at that time, Zige couldn't help but be moved, "Taking a step back, he is now quite relied on by His Majesty in the court, and he has the power to compete with the Marquis of Pingyuan, and he will definitely be able to help each other in important matters in the future." ”

"He was able to keep his position, wasn't it in exchange for his silence about the Yang family's annihilation?" Hongsheng said coldly.

"Not really. From the beginning of His Majesty's decree to kill the Yang family, my uncle kept playing and asking for mercy, but every time the excerpt was handed over to Gyeonggi, it was detained by people with ulterior motives, and it never reached the heavens. Zige snorted lightly and explained, "In recent years, Your Majesty has become more and more suspicious of people's hearts and wants to take back power in his hands, so he gradually transferred the various meritorious marquis from the fiefdom back to the capital. ”

Hongshang nodded, her lowered gaze fell on the scroll in her hand, and her expression changed slightly: "King Huainan...... Gao Zhen? ”

"yes...... My brother Zhen. Zige's eyes were also dyed with a bit of gloom, "The former prince ...... Huainan Wang ...... Ascending and falling heavy, I don't know what kind of fish and meat knife and frightening step by step he has been in Beijing in the past ten years? ”

Mu Lijun, who was sleeping peacefully on Zige's lap, muttered a few times in his sleep, and Zige gently patted his back, his face thoughtful.

The carriage turned onto a thoroughfare, and the flow of people became more and more dense, and Ji Cheng could only rein in his horse and move slowly. Zige saw that it was not far from the place he had set, so he simply asked him to stop the car first, send his luggage to the inn to settle down, and he took Hongsheng and Mu Lijun to walk there.

This street is called Changle, it is the main road in the city, the high-ranking officials enter the palace, the giants meet, and the wide road surface is paved with heavy bluestone slabs, which grinds round and smooth for the daily carriages and horses. On both sides, there are restaurants, inns, and music squares, and the branches welcome the birds from the north and south, and the leaves send the wind to and fro. His Majesty also deliberately set up the residences of several princes on this street so that they could enter the palace at any time.

"This market is so big, sister, I'm going to eat!" Mu Lijun saw that there were shops selling steamed buns on the side of the road, and he couldn't help but be ready to move. The cascading steamers are steaming hot, and the aroma is truly mouth-watering.

"Jun Jun, wait a while, my sister has something to do."

Zige said absentmindedly. In her hand, she held tightly the bag she had obtained from the chessboard, and the silk cloth inside was delicately painted with the urban plan of Jiangdu, including the relocation and changes in the past few decades. She had already memorized the drawings silently, and just after the carriage entered the city, she looked all the way over, and found that the layout was not much different from what Aunt Yang and her father had guessed.

"I heard that you took a lot of thought when you chose this position, and you made a special detour to pick up Lord Liang's stall, this place must be unusual." Hongshang smiled, and Zige squeezed her eyes at her.

"We'll find out later."

The shop selected by Zige is in a corner of this street, you can overlook the palace wall from afar, check the dynamics of the palace at any time, and it is close to the center of the downtown area, which is the way of great concealment. There is a sheep intestine path in the backyard, which can also be used by Qingluan informants.

And the most subtle point is that this shop is located in the middle of Huainan Wangfu and Chengjiang Wangfu.

They were talking and laughing, passing by a few teahouses and bookstores, but Zige stopped, looked at the signboard in front of him, and his expression changed slightly.

"Is that wrong?" Hongsheng stepped forward and asked softly.

"Junjun, my sister will take you to eat steamed buns." Zige said without a beginning or an end, and sat down at the nearby bamboo table, "Boss, a cage of steamed buns, a pot of Longjing." ”

Not far behind her, it was supposed to be an idle shop, but it was a city, and the archway in front of the door was written with four words, "Xuanwu Horse Fang".

And Gao Zhan, the king of Chengjiang who Zige didn't want to meet the most, just turned around and dismounted and walked towards the store.