The snowflakes were long, and Feng Xiang, accompanied by a group of eunuchs, personally came to the door of a dilapidated room in the North Garden of Xiyuan.

Stretching out his hand, the little eunuch next to him immediately handed over the food box in his hand to the chief steward, and then respectfully withdrew.

"Open it."

"Yes."

After the two Forbidden Army Cadets gave a military salute, one of them immediately turned around and unlocked the door.

"Stay ten paces away, and no one is allowed to approach."

Stepping into the door, the environment inside is quite clean and tidy, with a table and a bed.

Bao Ran looked at the people who came in with a smile, and seemed to be very embarrassed: "I didn't expect that Manager Feng was willing to come to see me, a mortal person, in person."

Feng Xiang smiled sympathetically, as if he was resentful, he walked directly to the table, put down the food box, and then took out the wine and delicacies inside.

"It seems that Mr. Feng has not been condemned because of me."

Bao Ran laughed again.

Feng Xiang finally couldn't help but scold: "Damn old thing, you will have to settle the accounts with you sooner or later!"

"Hehe, I hope Manager Feng still has a chance."

Bao Ran smiled absently.

He deceived him, but it was not malicious, if it wasn't for that, Feng Xiang might not dare to take him into Xiyuan.

In fact, he deceived him alone.

Therefore he knew that he would die.

The mortal man has no fear, he just wants to fulfill the wish of his heart.

Feng Xiang sat down, poured two glasses of wine for the two of them, handed one to Feng Xiang, and said, "Taste it, authentic bamboo leaf green, the old man is usually reluctant to drink it."

Bao Ran was surprised.

It stands to reason that although he and Feng Xiang know each other, their friendship is far from the point of drinking and talking, let alone under such circumstances.

However, when a person is old, he is not old, and he is not afraid that the other party will poison him, so he raised the wine glass and signaled, and a glass entered his throat, and it was really sweet!

"Good wine."

Feng Xiang smiled, he was a eunuch, and he couldn't feel the pleasure of wanton drinking. He just took a sip lightly, and then sighed: "The matter is serious, if you go out, the Emperor Taishang will not be at ease, so I can only lock you up here for the time being, and when the matter is clarified, I will let you go."

The emperor has lived too long, and he has seen too many ups and downs of life and death.

In Feng Xiang's impression, there are few things in the world that can move the emperor, and naturally, there are few people who can deceive him.

No matter how reasonable and justified Bao Ran's words are, the Emperor Taishang will not easily believe it.

Or, whether the emperor believes or disbelieves is not an objective judgment, but a subjective will. Just like back then, the Emperor Taishang chose to believe that that incident was the act of the White Lotus Sect.

Therefore, before making a decision, the Emperor Taishang would not let Bao Ran out of his control.

Bao Ran shook his head and said very indifferently: "The Emperor didn't kill me immediately, it's already the emperor's grace." I was already satisfied with a few more days to live, and I didn't expect to go out. ”

Feng Xiang hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and asked, "What you said that night is all true?"

Bao Ran suddenly understood, and sneered: "I know that the good wine of Mr. Feng is not so delicious."

"Don't get me wrong, this is not what the Lord of Long Live asked me to ask, I just, alas, I might as well tell you, these years the emperor has been quietly cultivating his temperament, which is a major event in the court, and he doesn't care about it. is the only thing that happened thirteen years ago, and I am always haunted by it.

Now that you have re-set up the old case, I am afraid that the capital will not be calm.

Once that's the case, it will inevitably be a big event.

Even if you don't think about yourself, don't you think about the Zhen family? ”

Feng Xiang is indeed the person who knows the Emperor the best, otherwise, he would not have taken the risk of taking Bao Ran into Xiyuan that day.

Bao Ran looked at Feng Xiang and laughed, and said, "Is the Zhen family alive or dead, isn't it a word from the old emperor?" Why should I worry about it? ”

"However, don't worry, how dare I tell a lie in front of the old emperor, what I said that day was true. The old man did rescue his grandson back then, that is, the seventh prince of the Third Highness, and later changed his name to Zhen Baoyu and raised him secretly, these are all true. ”

Bao Ran said very sincerely.

Feng Xiang drank a glass of wine silently, and seeing that Bao Ran didn't seem to have any intention of speaking again, he sighed and stood up.

"Well, since you don't want to say more, I won't force you.

However, no matter what, I still want to thank you, let Wan Sui Ye know that the Third Highness still has a son alive, and maybe I can untie the biggest knot in Wan Sui Ye over the years. Long Live Lord did that back then, it was not ruthless, but it had to be like this, the three highnesses went down, and there was no one to entrust the country of Daxuan......

In short, I want to thank you if the news you brought is true. ”

Feng Xiang bowed seriously.

Bao Ran was suddenly moved and quickly stood up. Whether it was before or now, Feng Xiang's status has always been higher than him.

He knew that this worship, Feng Xiang was completely out of loyalty to the Emperor.

Also, only a monarch like the Emperor Taishang can be loved by the ministers at home and abroad!

But that's why I'm going to do it......

Feng Xiang is gone.

Bao Ran was drinking wine alone, looking at the snowflakes flying outside the window, his mood was low.

"Master, it's not that the slave doesn't respect his life, let the second son be happy and spend his life peacefully.

If so, he has an ordinary intellect and an ordinary momentum, and even, as long as he is always in the south, the minions will absolutely obey the master's orders.

However, the second son, he is divided into talents, and he is just a fledgling, and he can settle millions of victims in a flash! This is far beyond the intelligence of the Third Highness back then, and even comparable to the wisdom and martial arts of the old emperor when he was young.

If such a person is kept in the dark all his life, he will even grovel to the enemy who destroys the door and swear allegiance to the death. The slave felt that God was too unfair.

Therefore, the slave wants to open this unfair shackle for the second son, so that he is qualified to avenge the young lady and get back everything that belongs to him......"

Bao Ran thought silently in his heart, his eyes were resolute and full of ambition.

"However, the old emperor is too deep and too rational, and the slave does not dare to let the second prince be completely exposed to the world at once. Because the minions don't know if the old emperor can really keep him and is willing to keep him.

For the sake of Daxuan's Jiangshan Sheji, the old emperor, he will sacrifice everyone who can be sacrificed.

This is what you told the minion yourself, master......"

......

Approaching the end of the year, the cold winter wax moon, and the heavy snow in the sky are the best gifts from heaven.

Just after midnight, Jia Baoyu returned home early, changed into the public peacock color screen costume he had just gotten, and walked out of Ningrong Street in high spirits.

Lin Daiyu has returned to Beijing!

He will go to greet him in the most beautiful manner.

It's best to solve the problem on the road, otherwise, Jia Baoyu thought, it may not be easy to get it when he returns home.

If there are too many broken mouths in the house, they will add to the chaos.

The weather is very cold, and the streets of the capital have already been paved with a layer of white silver.

The cold wind was howling, a broken table and a broken bench, and the master and servant attracted Jia Baoyu's attention.

Of course, it's not just Jia Baoyu's attention.

The weather is too cold to go out to work, so some people who are not used to drilling the hot kang head of the yellow-faced woman or the man who has no hot kang head to drill at home will get together in twos and threes, go out to find a tavern, small teahouse, drink, listen to listening to books and singing.

These are the usual.

But setting up a stall to sell words, in such weather, is too rare.

"Yo, look, Gu Xie Yuan came out to sell words again."

The two drinking friends who walked by Jia Baoyu and the others seemed to be specifically to tell Jia Baoyu about this, and they said this next to him.

"Tut-tut, I don't know what he wants, just his name, he won't be treated as a guest at any door, and he can mix up a guest at the worst of his time, which is not more comfortable than setting up a stall on the street in this winter?"

"What do you know, the Confucian student who Lord Shoufu criticized by name, which mansion dares to take him in?"

"Fart, my cousin's family will dare, he told me when he was drunk that day, as long as Gu Xie Yuan is willing to vote for him, he will treat him as a guest!"

"Haha, I'm laughing to death, just your cousin's manager from the Bapin warehouse, Gu Xie Yuan can look at it?"

“......”

Xu is to see the lively people everywhere, around the stall, pointing and pointing gathered a lot of people, but no one came forward to buy words.

Jia Baoyu stood here for a while, and then he had a count in his heart.

It turned out to be him.

A well-known talent in Shandong Province, he is also the top spot in the township test in Shandong Province last year, and he is the biggest news protagonist in this year's Spring Festival......

A talented man in Wenhua Province, Xie Yuan, was named in Sun Mountain, and he didn't even rank in the top three, which made a big joke in the capital. Even he, who was in the study at the time, had heard about it.

He even read his article......