"Uncle Song, what's wrong?"

Zhu Huixuan, who was eating wildly with his head down, heard Zhu Song calling his name, and couldn't help but glance up at Zhu Song, with two black watermelon seeds hanging from the corners of his mouth. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhu Song picked up the Jinpa on the table, wiped his mouth for Zhu Huixuan, and said, "Huixuan, do you want those big brothers and sisters who are much older than you to come and play with you?"

"Big brothers, big sisters?" Zhu Huixuan tilted his little head and looked at Zhu Song, and suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Okay, good!" On weekdays in the house, those servants don't dare to play with me, and my eldest brother often dislikes me, so it's best to have someone to play with me! ”

"Good!" Zhu Song smiled and said to Zhu Zhanji, who was watching him from the side: "Xiao Xuan, you have to protect Hui Xuan when the time comes!"

Zhu Zhanji didn't speak, just nodded very seriously.

"Your Highness!"

Seeing that Zhu Song was just talking to the two little guys and didn't pay attention to her, Xu Miaojin was inexplicably a little angry in his heart.

However, this kind of psychology came and went quickly, and Xu Miaojin, who had calmed down again, looked at Zhu Song and said coldly:

"Now is not the time to mess around, if His Highness intends to escape, he will decide to lose the royal face?"

"It's not up to you!"

Zhu Song couldn't see Xu Miaojin's pretended insipidity the most, "The king of the poetry club will definitely write poems, otherwise the scholars of the world will look down on my royal family and lose confidence in my royal family!" As for when to compose poetry, it is not up to them to decide. ”

"Your Highness, I'm afraid you're talking big again, right?" Regarding Zhu Song's words, Xu Miaojin scoffed, "Most of those scholars are Qingliu, except for their respective masters, even the officials who face the court are quite high-minded, and their abilities are ......."

"What happened to the king's abilities?" Zhu Song's nose was crooked, "This king is the son of Hong Wuye, he has read poetry and books since he was a child, he is full of economy, he writes poems at the age of seven, he is exported at the age of eight, and he is ...... at the age of nine."

"You...... Shameless! Xu Miaojin's stomach was suffocated by Zhu Song's boasting, and her face turned red with anger.

"Poof!"

At this moment, Xu Wanjun, who had been sitting silently, suddenly laughed.

"Wanjun, why are you laughing?" Zhu Song and Xu Miaojin turned their heads to look at Xu Wanjun and asked interestingly.

When Xu Wanjun faces the closest people, she can be unscrupulous, but in the face of Zhu Song, she is still full of shyness:

"Wanjun just watched His Highness fight with his sister, it feels quite interesting!"

was said by Xu Wanjun, Xu Miaojin reacted suddenly, and Fang Cai's own performance seemed to subvert his previous image and became a little ...... Provocative!

"It's all to blame for this blandness!" Thinking of this, Xu Miaojin's eyes widened and she glared at Zhu Song fiercely.

"Wanjun, you're naughty again!" Zhu Song didn't care about Xu Miaojin's angry glare, just looked at Xu Wanjun with a smile, and said: "Wanjun, although you don't live in Nanjing, but this king heard that you are known as the 'Jinzhou Talented Girl', this poetry meeting, you will definitely be famous in Tianfu!"

Xu Wanjun's face was flushed, and her delicate mantis was about to hang down to her chest.

"Alright, alright!" Zhu Song waved his hand and said, "It's just a poetry club, can it turn the sky upside down?" When the time comes, let you take a good look at the king's ability! ”

……

Five days later, on the bank of the Qinhuai River outside Nanjing, an ordinary passenger boat was slowly moving forward.

At the bow of the boat, a young man who looked to be in his thirties stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the clothes on his body, the green clothes were tied, and the jade pendant was worn around his waist, and he was still a scholar.

"My lord, five miles into Nanjing!"

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed as a servant came over and bowed to the young man.

"Ji Chang, remember to call me Gongzi after entering the city!" The young man glanced at the middle-aged servant lightly, and said, "Go and ask the others on the ship to prepare, and when we get close to the city, let's enter the city in batches and go to King Han's Mansion!"

"Yes, Childe!" The middle-aged servant answered, turned and walked towards the cabin.

At this moment, there were about twenty or so people in the cabin, half of whom were dressed as scholars, and the other ten were servants or companions.

The middle servant looked at the people in the cabin and said: "Princess, you will enter Nanjing in five miles, Ji Yan asked me to inform you, when we get close to the city gate, we will enter the city in batches, and after entering the city, we don't have to go to the dark pile, go directly to the Han Wangfu!"

"Honorable Order!"

Everyone in the cabin promised the middle-aged servant.

The passenger ship went up the river and it didn't take long to arrive at Yingtianfu.

Look at the time, but it's just noon, according to the time of Zhu Song's previous life, it is about one o'clock in the afternoon.

According to the previous order, the young man standing at the bow of the ship connected with another white-clothed gentleman and two servants to enter Nanjing City first.

"Big ...... Brother Ji, where are we going?" The white-clothed gentleman looked younger and had clear eyebrows.

"Check it out at the liquor store!" The temperament of the scholar in Tsing Yi is a little cold, giving people the feeling that this person is very difficult to contact.

After a long time of twisting and turning around the city, the group finally came to the innermost wine shop in a small alley at the foot of the imperial city.

In a secret room in the backyard of the wine store, the dilapidated wooden door still creaked and swayed.

Bang dang!

Suddenly, the wooden door was directly slapped violently, and the man in Tsing Yi rushed in with a cold face.

Originally, the people in the secret room thought that the stronghold had been broken, but when they saw the four people who broke in, the expressions on their faces became strange in an instant.

"Yo, who am I? It turned out to be our discipline and discipline! Why, you are not afraid of death, and you are willing to come to Yingtianfu?" Mu Su, who had a scar on his face, looked at the green-clothed scholar and sneered.

Discipline Outline?

This young man dressed up in Tsing Yi and looking like he had a cold temperament turned out to be the new number one minion around Yan Wang Zhu Di, Ji Gang!

"Mu Su, you're still the same!" Ji Gang glanced at Mu Su coldly, and said, "This time I brought a total of twenty-three people, together with our secret agents who were originally in Yingtianfu, you must fully cooperate to complete my mission!"

"You're crazy!" Mu Su looked at Mu Su incredulously and said, "According to the order of the prince, we must place two secret agents in the mansion of one target, you only brought about twenty people, even if you add the original forty brocade guards in Ying Tianfu, it is only about seventy!" Just such a little person, do you still want to complete the task assigned by the prince?"

"Since the prince has ordered me to be the executor of this task, then everything must be listened to me!"

Ji Gang didn't give Mu Su face, "In addition, I will go to King Han's Mansion to meet King Han when I am in Shenshi, and there are some things that need to be explained to King Han!" ”

Hearing Ji Gang's address to Zhu Song, Mu Su's heart moved slightly, but his face frowned:

"His Royal Highness King Han doesn't know the specific plan yet, if you go to His Royal Highness King Han, you might as well think about how to talk to him!"

"Whew!"

Ji Gang pursed his lips and said: "King Han is one of the thorns that the prince inserted in Yingtianfu, since King Han wants to be the thorn of the prince, he must have the consciousness of being a thorn!"

In Ji Gang's opinion, this King Han is just a straw bag who knows how to eat, drink, and fight all day long, and it is simply a fantasy to expect him to succeed!

Therefore, in Ji Gang's view, compared with a prince who does not learn and has no skills, it is obviously much more important for him to command affairs as a brocade guard, and he is the commander-in-chief of this matter, so he naturally wants to dominate everyone!

Unlucky boy, he didn't know that Zhu Song had solved the danger of the entire Jiangbei camp with the method of 'saltpeter into ice', otherwise, he would not dare to have the slightest such thought.

"It's done!" Mu Su was overjoyed in his heart, and said, "Then I wish Ji Ji a success!"

……

Zhu Song, who didn't know that he was being regarded as an idiot, was busy now.

Soon after the news spread that the Korean Palace's poetry meeting was going to be held, celebrities and scholars came to visit one after another, in order to obtain the qualifications for the Han Palace's poetry meeting.

In the face of these celebrities, Zhu Song did not put on the stand of Prince Daming, but waved his hand and asked Bai Fu and Liu Changsheng to prepare an invitation for them, so that they could use this invitation to enter the Han Palace's mansion to participate in the poetry meeting.

The time soon came to the end of the Shen hour, and this busy day was finally over, just when Zhu Song was about to wash up and have dinner, a guard came into the palace with a jade pendant.