The matter of being summoned by His Majesty that day made Ji Jun feel unreal, like a dream, and unlike when Ji Chengwang was favored, he did not receive a little favor from His Majesty, just like at any time, he was not concerned by His Majesty, nor was he summoned by His Majesty.

Ping'an's "His Royal Highness the Prince" even made him dream every day, but Ji Jun knew that he had to hold it back, as if he was not in a hurry, and slowly digest this opportunity from heaven.

But if you pay close attention, you can still see that it is different from the past.

First of all, the eunuchs around him probably got the orders of peace, and they had to use it even more, and any slightest disturbance in the palace reported to God through these ears, and they couldn't escape his eyes.

Secondly, in a very witty way, His Majesty asked the young son of the great general of this dynasty to come to him as a companion.

Although it's just a gimmick, the Demon King of the Mixed World won't come.

But this incident made Ji Jun very excited again, and at the same time provoked other people's ideas.

But so what?

The general was His Majesty's own uncle, who was in charge of the soldiers and horses of his dynasty, and his youngest son almost represented him. Now the Demon King of the Mixed World refuses to be a good companion, but when he seizes the opportunity given by His Majesty, when he is above the heads of all beings, and when he ascends to that position, the whole world will prostrate at his feet! What is the son of a mere general?

That's the only way!

Only in this way can you be worthy of yourself!

What should it be like to become the Ninety-Five?

Ji Jun couldn't suppress his imagination, and he couldn't suppress his distraction, he didn't hear what Taifu said, and when he came back to his senses, today's class had already dispersed.

"Why does the eldest brother feel weird these days?"

Ji Yunze, a sick man, still has a pale face in the summer, but his mind is delicate.

Ji Jun commented on him in his heart, and said with a smile on his face: "I'm wondering if we will make a decision after Feng Lin comes back." ”

"I'm tired of hearing Taifu's lecture now," his voice was low, looking very close, and he also showed his mind not to fight or grab generously.

"Who says it isn't!"

Ji Yunze felt that there was no freedom in this palace.

Ji Jun smiled: "Feng Lin will come back." ”

Just like what was promised at the time, Ji Fenglin really wiped out the Red Cloth Sect of the Huainan generation in just over a month, and he could come back with the kung fu of speaking.

On the day Ji Fenglin really came back, Ji Jun and the others all went out of the palace in person to greet them, and the four princes of Qi Brushing appeared on the streets of the capital, and the people in Beijing knew that their stepbrothers respected each other, and the future of Dongwu could be expected.

Ji Fenglin, who returned triumphantly, was also as majestic as a hero, and the red cloaks of the soldiers behind him were all flying backwards, which made people extremely awe-inspired, admired, and envious.

"Such a prince is established as the future monarch of Eastern Wu, who will not accept it?"

Ji Jun looked at the others with a smile, and clearly wrote on his face that he had taken refuge in Ji Fenglin.

"yes."

Among several people, Ji Zhishan disgusted his hypocrisy, Ji Tao didn't like words, only Ji Yunze gave him face and echoed.

Ji Jun didn't care, and drove the horse to the first to welcome Ji Fenglin, who returned in triumph.

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"Okay."

In Zhengyang Palace, Hu Ziqi vigorously slapped Ji Fenglin, who came back for the first time, on the shoulder.

"It deserves to be a good son of my Dongwu."

She praised loudly, and cared for her kindly, knowing that the trip was going well, she immediately ordered peace: "According to my specifications, I will pick up the wind and wash the dust of Fenglin in the Summer Palace, and the ministers will also enter the palace to have fun with Fenglin if they have nothing to do." ”

Look the other way.

The beard period shows this sentence vividly.

But Ji Fenglin only felt comfortable, he raised his hands and took the initiative to return the Son of Heaven Order, "The minister lives up to the emperor's grace, and now returns the Son of Heaven Order to Zhao, thank Your Majesty for your gift." ”

"Let's take it first."

Hu Ziqi personally helped him up from the ground with a kind of "morning and evening is yours", "I took the medicine, it's a pity that I can't celebrate you in person, I will drink that cup of Fenglin for me." ”

"Yes!"

The Summer Palace is bustling with activity.

Even the female officials waiting beside His Majesty are waiting here with a group of little palace maids.

Ji Fenglin, who was sitting on the main seat, greeted everyone loudly. The atmosphere of the fire was about to make people drunk, and the elderly officials drank to the point of interest, clasped each other's arms, and jumped up to the beat like playful young children, reciting long poems, and stepping on the beat.

Xiao Cheng wrapped his arms around Ji Fenglin, and he was the most enthusiastic in a group of officials.

They were so happy that the princes in the front row were very quiet.

"I'm going to be with them, I forgot how long it hasn't been so lively," Ji Jun shook off the others, climbed an official's arm and got in, and found that Ji Fenglin jumped the wrong foot with sharp eyes, shouting for him to punish him for drinking.

Until the moon was in the middle of the sky, the sound of persuading the wine was still there.

However, considering that tomorrow would have to be an early dynasty, the officials dispersed first.

Everyone scattered, and Ji Jun hugged Ji Fenglin with a drunken face, and almost fell on his heels.

He stroked a table and waved his hand, "I can't do it, I can't help it." ”

Ji Fenglin shook and laughed at him: "You still want to help me with this amount of alcohol, you didn't know what you were doing when I drank with those people in the army, but the wine here is really intoxicating." Happy, I really shouldn't have dispersed so early. ”

"Yes, yes, who can't not know that you are happy, and there will be times when you will be happier in the future."

Ji Jun asked the palace maid and eunuch who cleaned up the mess to help him.

Ji Fenglin was really happy, and kept laughing.

"Wait," Ji Jun stopped his personal eunuch, "I am drunk like this, I may say something crazy, outsiders will hear it, I will rest here tonight, I will accompany you." ”

What else is there to say with him by his side, Ji Fenglin is indeed drunk and the two eunuchs can't support him. The eunuch nodded, "The slave will go back and fetch clothes for the two highnesses, and Prince Lao will take care of them." ”

"Go ahead."

Ji Jun was intoxicated and smiled, called the two eunuchs who were holding Ji Fenglin over to hold him, fell behind, and watched the palace maids send Ji Fenglin into the apse of the Summer Palace.

The apse, which had become very deep in the night, was like a beast with a bloody mouth open in the shadow of the lamp, and its sharp and abrupt cry made it even more vivid, as if it had really swallowed something.

"Master."

An inconspicuous eunuch ghost came out of nowhere.

Ji Jun, who has not left since he came to the apse, has a pair of eyes that are more calculating than drunk.

The eunuch shook the key in his hand at him.

Ji Jun smiled and shook off the little eunuch who was supporting him.

"Let's go."

He strode towards the apse.

The sharp scream just now seemed to be imagined by looking at the deep palace, but as Ji Jun approached, the sound of a fish fluttering on the ground echoed in the air.

But every step he takes, Ji Jun feels that there will be more and more people in this world who will not disappoint him.