"Chang Feng, can you restrain your expression a little, I'm really worried that Yan Gongzi will think you have any quirks."

Watching Su Yange close the door, Xie Qingji looked at Chang Feng on the side with some disgust.

"Don't think I don't know what's going on in your head."

"I didn't say anything..."

Chang Feng was also upright, and squinted at Lu Zhi'an, who was standing on the side.

"How long have we known each other, and how long have you known Ayan?"

Lu Zhian tilted his head slightly, looked at Chang Feng and said:

"I'm afraid that Ayan is not used to getting along with us, so I care more about him, so that he won't feel uncomfortable, wouldn't it be good to get used to it slowly? Chang Feng, what are you thinking? ”

"Oh..."Chang Feng sighed a little exaggeratedly, nodded and saluted Lu Zhi'an: "I see, I was taught, I was taught!" ”

"By the way, Zhi'an, what is the baggage in your hand?"

Knowing that it was all a petty fight, after the joke, and getting down to business, Xie Qingji mentioned what Lu Zhian was holding in his hand.

"This is the silver ticket that Mo Chen took from Zhu Ying."

Lu Zhian explained as he walked into the house.

"It doesn't seem too little."

Xie Qingji took the burden from his hand, weighed his weight and said this.

"Well, but Mo Chen doesn't understand this, Zhu Ying definitely didn't read the account book to him."

Entering the house, Lu Zhian sat at the table, poured three cups of tea, and put them in front of them one by one.

"Speaking of which, what about Mo Chen?"

Chang Feng lowered his head and took a sip of tea and asked.

"I asked him to find someone from Qingji and send me a letter, and I wrote two letters to my ninth brother."

Speaking of this, Lu Zhian raised his eyes and looked at Xie Qingji:

"Qingji has given the waist card before, Mo Chen shouldn't have to wait too long to do it."

"Hmm..."

Xie Qingji nodded slightly, leaned back on the chair, and shook his fan:

"Are you going to ask His Highness the Ninth to write a memora?"

"Yes, after all, this kind of thing can be regarded as a private visit to Weifu, and if you ask the ninth brother to write an excerpt to the emperor, you should remember him well."

Lu Zhian heard him ask, and slowly spoke:

"I can't write it, lest the emperor still think that I still have thoughts about the crown prince."

"Zhi'an, in fact, with your ability, if you really want to sit in that position, you can't do it."

Xie Qingji sighed lightly, looked at him seriously and said:

"The emperor values you, but you don't want to, sometimes we really feel sorry for you."

"I also follow the concubine..."

Speaking of his mother, Lu Zhi'an paused in his tone, and then said:

"Willingness."

"I also mentioned casually, after being brothers for so many years, we understand in our hearts."

Xie Qingji could hear that he was a little depressed, and hurriedly comforted him softly.

"When the concubine was leaving, I told me not to sit in that position no matter what, the palace that is envied by thousands of people is actually a shackle of imprisonment... When I think of my mother's grief at that time, I don't have the courage... Think about that location. ”

seemed to mention the sadness, Lu Zhian lowered his head, his eyes were red:

"Later... Don't mention it again, now it's to help the ninth brother take the crown prince first..."

"Don't mention it, what you want to do, we will also support you unconditionally, you still have us."

Chang Feng and Xie Qingji glanced at each other, and they both stood up and walked to him, Xie Qingji gently patted him on the shoulder.

Others are curious about why Lu Zhian was named the prince, doesn't this make it clear that he has no chance to be the prince? But they understood that the King of Stability... It was Lu Zhian who asked the emperor to decree it.

He doesn't want to be the emperor, His Royal Highness Nine has been close to him since he was a child, although he is half-brother, but the relationship is very good, he naturally understands the personality of His Royal Highness Nine, so he will support His Royal Highness Nine, and these things are all in Lu Zhixin.

Xie Qingji and Chang Feng have known him for so long, and they naturally know what he has experienced, who doesn't have the ambition to dominate the world?

Lu Zhian has been an excellent existence among the princes since he was a child, and he has received far more praise than doubts, how can he not have the ambition to "sit in that position".

So Xie Qingji often feels sorry for him, if Lu Zhian becomes the emperor, he has the ability to govern Yongxia better, which is why Xie Qingji sometimes can't help but "talk more" in front of him.

But it's just three years ago... That is, after the death of Lu Zhi'an's mother, Lu Zhi'an seems to have changed as a person, all the excellent places have slowly disappeared, and he is no longer willing to emerge...

After a year of this kind of day, Lu Zhian took the initiative to ask the emperor to give him a fief, and he was willing to be a prince, and the emperor was also very puzzled, and he even said: If you want, I can make you the prince now.

But Lu Zhian still refused, saying that he had no intention of going to politics, and just wanted to live the days of idle clouds and wild cranes.

He talks about idle clouds and wild cranes, but what are you doing now? Isn't it still for the position of the crown prince of His Royal Highness the Nine, running around, tirelessly, and traveling thousands of miles...

Thinking of Lu Zhian's experience over the years, Xie Qingji couldn't help but feel sad, and patted Lu Zhi'an's shoulder, but he added some strength to his hands.

"I'm fine, I just think of my mother, I will be a little sad, it's been three years, and it's been a lot better."

Lu Zhian turned around and smiled at them, telling them not to worry about themselves.

The mother concubine gave herself infinite love, but she died of illness three years ago, saying that she didn't miss her was all fake, and at the beginning, she often couldn't sleep at night with her eyes closed, and her mind was full of the words that the mother concubine told herself before she died:

"Promise my mother that you must not sit on the throne."

He used to be obsessed with the throne, but he couldn't cross the hurdle in his heart, because of the words of the concubine...

"Wait for Mochen to come back, eat, rest, and go to Cloud City tomorrow."

Lu Zhian rubbed his temples a little weakly and opened his mouth to arrange.

"Hmm."

"Hmm..."

Xie Qingji and Chang Feng responded together, knowing that Lu Zhi'an was uncomfortable, so they didn't say anything anymore and went back to their rooms.

Mo Chen came back about half an hour later, and Lu Zhian knocked on Su Yange's door and asked her to come out to eat with him.

It's just that the atmosphere at the dinner table is a little delicate, Su Yange looks up at Chang Feng from time to time, and there is some inquiry in his eyes...

The meal was eaten with their own thoughts, but no one spoke and discussed anything, and after eating, they all slipped into the room early and never came out.

Finally, it was to wait until dawn the next day, the five of them simply cleaned up, changed their clothes, cleaned up neatly, and looked refreshed, and asked Mo Chen to go to the post station to find a carriage, and without delaying time, Mo Chen drove the carriage to Cloud City...

The carriage traveled for almost a day, and on the morning of the third day, they arrived at the gate of Yuncheng City, and they did not delay all the way, brought some pastries, and when they were hungry, they simply ate two bites on the carriage to pad their stomachs, and when they were sleepy, they leaned against the wall of the carriage and slept for a while.

Cloud City is also a big city in Yongxia, and the city is slightly inferior to the capital, but it is very prosperous compared to the surrounding cities.

The five of them stood at the gate of the city and moved their muscles, twisted their necks, turned their wrists, and sat in the car almost all day, feeling that their bodies were stiff a lot.

was moving, there was the sound of horses' hooves behind him, it sounded like there was more than one horse, Lu Zhian turned around and looked behind, and felt that there were more than ten fast horses running towards the city gate.

"Phew~"

Finally, it was almost in front of Lu Zhi'an, and everyone grabbed the reins, slowing down the horse.

The leader was also sitting on a horse, and the horse walked in front of Lu Zhi'an, who squinted at the comer.

saw that the man turned over and dismounted beautifully, bent down and saluted Lu Zhi'an:

"I've seen the prince!"

Several people behind her were also hurriedly ponies, kneeling on one knee and saying in unison:

"See the prince!"

Xie Qingji and several people also looked at the person in front of them:

She was tall and wore a neat ponytail, her hair was wrapped in a red rope belt, and at the end of the rope was a small golden bell, which jingled with her movements.

There is a long sword on his waist, the quality of the sword looks excellent, there is a light falling on the hilt of the sword, the light is actually a little dazzling, the owner of the sword has a very thin waist, it looks like a hand, dressed in red, looks like a knight walking the rivers and lakes.

Eyes turned to her face again, different from the gentle and lovely of everyone's ladies, there was a bit of heroism between the eyebrows, thin lips were lightly opened, her voice was decent, even a little low, her eyes were firm, her skin should often be in a bad environment at the border, it looked a little dark, not fair and delicate but not bad.

Sure enough, Lu Zhian also smiled at her and replied:

"General Feng doesn't have to be polite!"

The person who came was General Feng Xiao: Feng Chu Jiu.

Su Yange stood behind a few people and poked her head out slightly, the corners of her mouth couldn't hide a smile, this girl felt a lot more mature.

"Why did the prince come to Cloud City?"

Feng Chujiu didn't want to say too much greetings, but this was not in the palace after all, and the simple greetings felt a little unreasonable.

"Wait for the general."

Lu Zhian knew that she didn't want to talk more, and it was already good that she could take the initiative to ask, and she also wanted to get to the point directly.

"Oh? Please also ask the prince to make it clear. ”

Feng Chu Jiu seemed to be a little surprised, saluted again, and looked at Lu Zhi'an waiting for his next step.

"Two days ago, I dealt with some people with unclean hands and feet, because it was handled by private individuals, so there was no need to confiscate it, and I heard that the general would pass by here, so I waited here and handed over the silver ticket to the general to relieve the matter of grain and grass."

Lu Zhian said, stretched out his hand in front of Mo Chen, Mo Chen understood, and hurriedly handed the burden in his hand to his own prince.

Lu Zhian barely stayed, put the burden in Feng Chujiu's hands, and Feng Chujiu did not shirk.

After all, you can't let the people pay food in vain, otherwise how can they live? Therefore, the purchase of grain and grass is also a major matter, which is more important, Feng Chu Jiu will naturally not be polite to the silver.

However, after she accepted it, she also saluted Lu Zhi'an and thanked her, but this time she also knelt on one knee with a sincere tone:

"Thank you, Lord Wang!"

"General, please get up quickly, the general will lead the soldiers to protect the safety of a country, we can only do our best, the general must not be polite!"

Lu Zhian also stepped forward, holding her arm with both hands, and Feng Chujiu also stood up...