Jian Qing thought that what Zhao Yi conveyed was not what she thought, and she asked, "Did the prince say anything else?" ”

Zhao Yi conveyed Zhao Di's words again, and Jian Qing was shocked, "How does he know that I don't want to go?" ”

Zhao Yi thought to himself, how do I know about the two of you?

Jian Qing's voice was a little louder, and the jailer was attracted to him, knocking on the pillar on the cell door, "Are you done?" When the time for a cup of tea arrives, hurry up and leave when you're done, don't linger! ”

Zhao Yi glanced at Jian Qing deeply, she was wrapped in Zhao Di's cloak, like a bear in blue skin, squatting at the door of the prison door, looking very pitiful and funny.

When Mao Xiang came, Jian Qing had already moved to the wall, and she was still sitting on the rotten grass, burying her whole head in her cloak. There was still the smell of green bamboo mixed with manliness on Zhao Di's body, which smelled quite good, at least it isolated the disgusting smell in the cell.

She is like a lantern covered with blue ground satin, a bird cage carried in the hand of the old man walking birds by Nanming Lake in Jingshili.

Mao Xiao knocked on the pillar of the cell, poked a head out of it, glanced this way, and retracted it.

Mao Xiang had never seen such a calm person, he asked the jailer to open the door, walked in, squatted in front of Jian Qing, looked at the blue mushroom with a luxurious coat, and couldn't understand why the emperor and the imperial grandson, as well as the king of Yan, cared about this little trick?

Mao Xiang stretched out his finger and poked Jian Qing, Jian Qing exposed his head again, a pair of black and white eyes flashed under his hairy head, glanced at Mao Xiang, and asked, "What does the commander have to teach you?" ”

Mao Xiang was dressed in a red embroidered guard command robe, if he walked in the capital, it would not be surprising if he was seen by others, but he was still very surprised when Jian Qing, a fourteen-year-old boy from the border city, saw his identity at a glance.

"Jian Qizuo, the emperor decreed that you should be included in my embroidered clothes, what do you think?"

"The king told the minister to die, and the minister had to die, what does Lord Mao think, what should the little one think?"

Mao Xiao nodded, stood up, and looked condescendingly at this young man who was wearing a blue ground Ruyi Yuncun python woven gold satin cloak, a cheap servant, who actually dared to wear python pattern satin, and could still be so at ease, Mao Xiang thought for a while and asked, "So, do you agree to enter my embroidered guard?" ”

Jian Qing in such a place, there is no longer that kind of idea of visiting the peak, she is wrapped in a cloak, although the wind and cold do not invade, but all around is the tragic scene of hell on earth, and her heart is not relaxed at all.

Zhao Di was actually able to see through her mind and knew that she didn't want to deal with an institution like Xiuyiwei, but Zhao Di's words were not unreasonable, if he was afraid that this knife would hurt people, then hold this knife in his hand.

But how easy is it to say?

A lowly person is not allowed to be an official, and she is unwilling to cling to the powerful, even if it is for her own ambitions and dreams, and she is not willing to do things that violate her moral bottom line. In this way, it is impossible to get promoted. The embroidered guard commanded the three products, like an unclimbable mountain in front of her.

However, even if the strength is meager and limited, you have to work hard to do it, knowing that you can't do it, most of the time it's not brave, it's a stupid choice, and even so, you still have to choose.

Because, every time at this time, it is cornered, unless you retreat and give up, and this is not a simple character.

Mao Xiang looked down at the young man, knowing that she was making a very difficult choice in her heart, he didn't understand why she was hesitating, how many people wanted to enter his embroidered guard, and how many people in the embroidered guard wanted to enter his Beizhen Fusi!

"Yes, the little one willing!" Jian Qing raised her head, and the look in her eyes became more and more determined.

Mao Xiao turned around and walked out of the prison door, Jian Qing followed behind him, the dim light in the cell stretched her shadow long, and the hem of the long cloak dragged on the ground with a rustling sound.

Zhao Yi drove the carriage to wait for Jian Qing at the gate of the Imperial Prison, Meng Shan wore a torn cotton jacket, sat side by side with Zhao Yi on the carriage frame, and when he saw Jian Qing, he hurriedly jumped down and ran towards Jian Qing quickly.

As soon as I stepped out of the cell door, a fresh, cold smell of a winter night hit my face. Jian Qing only felt that his brain could start spinning again.

Seeing Meng Shan, Jian Qing felt like a world away, and his mood suddenly improved, "Why are you here?" ”

"Brother, we'll pick you up!" Meng Shan hurriedly helped Jian Qing, "Let's go, go home!" ”

In the house rented by Jian Qing and Zhao Er in Renqing Lane, Zhao Er got a table of noodles from Erya's house, Meng Zhen's fever subsided, and after drinking another dose of medicine in the evening, he got up alive and walked around the table, chattering, "Why hasn't Brother Jian Qing come back." ”

"I'm back!" Jian Qing's voice sounded at the door, and Meng Zhenzhen ran over and threw himself into Jian Qing's arms, "Brother Jian Qing, you're back!" Look, I'm cured! ”

Jian Qing hurriedly stopped her with his hand, "Wait, Brother Jian Qing just came out of the cell, and his whole body is full of bad luck, wait for Brother to wash and come back." ”

"Brother Jian Qing, I'm not afraid!" Meng Zhenzhen flashed her big bright eyes, raised her head and smiled, it was the big brother in front of her who gave her a home again.

Jian Qing was indescribably moved, she bent down and gently touched Meng Zhenzhen's forehead with her forehead, the temperature was suitable, she put her mind at ease, and wiped Meng Zhenzhen's forehead with the clean lining on her cloak, "Well, the fever is gone, go ahead, eat first, eat more, brother will be here soon." ”

Zhao Er had already boiled water on the stove, and Jian Qing scooped a bucket into it and washed his whole body.

Zhao Di's cloak was soiled by her, but this was not the main reason why Jian Qing didn't wear it. It's so warm that Jian Qing doesn't want to take it off when she puts it on, and obviously, she doesn't have the luxury capital right now.

After taking a bath, Zhao Er, Meng Shan brothers and sisters, a total of four people had a full meal.

Zhao Yi sent Jian Qing back and went back, and when he arrived at the door, someone came out inside, saying that the prince was waiting, and asked Zhao Yi to hurry in.

Zhao Di was in the study, and he had just finished dinner. Zhao Di's meals have always been very simple, light four dishes and one soup, all of which are seasonal vegetables and vegetables, and there is nothing special about it, he has very little rice, a bowl with a big fist, just a bowl of rice, never add more.

However, no matter how much food he doesn't like to eat, he never has left.

Shen Cang used a paint tray to send out the empty dishes and bowls.

Zhao Yi walked towards him, the two looked at each other, and Zhao Yi didn't understand Shen Cang's eyes, so he had to go in.

Zhao Di was reading a book, but as soon as Zhao walked to the door, he raised his head, and before Zhao Di finished saluting, he asked, "Agreed?" ”