The people of the Qi royal family all love face.

Among them, the Emperor of Jin An is still very much.

Jiang You didn't care about her careful thoughts, he only took the silver bracelet and gently checked it, and then raised his eyebrows and said, "It's empty?" ”

Empty.

You can stuff things in.

"Empty, of course." Qi Zihuan said as a matter of course: "If it's a solid silver bracelet, won't it crush my white and tender wrist?" ”

Jiang You smiled: "So that's the case, but I don't know that your women's jewelry is still so exquisite." ”

"That's nature." Qi Zihuan patiently explained to him: "The more valuable the person, the more exquisite the things used, such as this bracelet, it is enough to wear it when there is nothing to do, but once it encounters a major event, it will be a little difficult to put on the table." ”

"I remember that my mother had a pair of extremely delicate gold rings, and the patterns carved on them were so simple and intricate that they almost became a symbol of her status."

"Of course, it's such a thing, but it's actually hollow, after all, if it's solid, it can weigh several pounds."

Jiang You nodded and understood: "I understand, next time I send you something, I will definitely send something that is exquisite, light and can be put on the table, so as not to put it in the jewelry box and fall into dust." ”

When the words fell, Qi Zihuan 'smacked': "My jewelry is wiped by a special person every day, where is the ash?" You'll open your eyes and talk nonsense, and you'll be careful that I tear your mouth. ”

said cruel words and said, and the two would quarrel almost every day.

However, Qi Zihuan has never moved his hand once, he is just a papier-mâché tiger, which looks scary, but in fact has no power at all.

The jewelry box opened and closed, and Jiang You's mood became heavier and heavier.

He was now almost certain that Ren Ji did indeed have a private relationship with his father.

And Twelve became the intermediary between them without knowing it.

Thinking about it, he had a headache.

A harem concubine secretly contacted the ministers of the court, and he could almost determine what he was asking for.

After all, it is impossible for these two to secretly communicate for themselves and Twelve.

Why?

Qi Changrong is a qualified prince.

And the newborn little prince can't see anything, and his father ...... How could you suddenly have such a thought?

……

Jiang Bowen didn't know that what he did had been guessed by his son, and he didn't know that Qi Changrong had already started to act.

He clutched a thin slip of paper at his fingertips, on which was written the same content.

Overthrow the prince of the East Palace and support the little prince.

The familiar content made Jiang Bowen's brows frown slightly, he let go of his hand, and gently threw the note into the stove, and in an instant, the content on the paper turned into ashes along with the white paper.

"That's running out of patience."

The prince of the East Palace is about to return, and Lian Ji can't wait to pass the news to him.

It is conceivable how much of an impact Qi Changrong's safe return has had on her.

It's no wonder that Lian Ji was so excited, after all, even he didn't expect that all the arrangements he made in secret would be in vain in the end.

Cheng An......

First Tuoba Sheng, and then Yan Zheng.

All kinds of frame-ups, several assassinations, and the army forced the palace......

It's ridiculous to say that with so many means, none of them could kill Qi Changrong, but instead became her stepping stone, making her seat in the East Palace more stable.

Barto asked, "What do you want to do next?" ”

Obviously in the prime of life, Jiang Bowen's temples have gray hair, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows have changed from light to deep furrows.

Time has never been merciful to him.

He looked at the curled ashes in the furnace and sighed, "No matter what you do right now, it's not safe. ”

His most important hole cards are damaged.

It can be described as a big loss of vitality.

An army that was raised with great difficulty would end up in Cheng'an, which he never expected.

Barto pursed his lips: "But the harem is tight, if the adults don't do anything, I'm afraid that that one will not be able to hold his breath and expose himself, and then affect the plan." ”

Lian Ji is a smart woman.

Being able to live peacefully in the harem for so many years to this day is enough to show her intelligence.

It's a pity that no matter how smart a woman is, once she has a trump card in her hand, she can't help but do something out of the ordinary.

With the little prince's Lianji, I'm afraid that she won't be able to suppress her ambition and cause all kinds of trouble.

"Let me think again."

That being said, Jiang Bowen couldn't figure it out.

He obviously has a trump card, but by now, he has a faint sense of desperation.

She is now facing a fork in the road, and no matter which path she takes, there are countless thorns waiting in front of her.

After returning from Cheng'an, the prince of the East Palace has completely escaped his control.

He even suspected that the prince of the East Palace might have noticed something in secret, so he would oppose him everywhere, so that he would do the stupid thing of killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred.

However, a thin layer of mist shrouded him in front of him.

Even now, he still can't see clearly what Qi Changrong wants to do.

If Qi Changrong already knew what he had done, why didn't he immediately go to Emperor Jin An to denounce him?

If Qi Changrong was still kept in the dark and didn't know anything, why did he feel that every step of the way was difficult?

Not to mention the crises hidden in Shangjing, which he can't see for the time being.

There is also the trust from the Emperor of the Liang Kingdom who is about to collapse, and everything forces him to be out of breath.

It's the first time I've felt so tired.

I think how high-spirited he was when he sneaked into Beijing at the beginning and successfully won the trust of Emperor Jin An.

Today, it is not the same as it used to be.

Under self-deprecation, Jiang Bowen exhaled deeply and instructed Bato: "Pass the order, everyone must not act rashly, if you violate it, you will bear the consequences." ”

"Let the surviving people in the palace be vigilant, and don't care about anything except protect the little prince."

He can't protect himself now.

I don't have the energy to plan for others.

He wants to save his strength and make a last-ditch effort.

As for the little prince, it is his last hole card, and there can be no difference.

Since Qi Changrong returned, the palace has ushered in another major purge.

He tried his best, and the eyeliner that he had finally reinserted was destroyed in the blink of an eye.

Only a few of them remained that had never been used.

Qi Changrong couldn't find any traces, so naturally he couldn't find those who he hadn't used.

Bato hesitated a little: "If you are accidentally discovered by the prince of the East Palace, I am afraid that the situation of the adults will be even more difficult." ”

"No, it won't." Jiang Bowen said lightly: "We just send the news in, and we don't need them to reply, so we can greatly reduce the risk of being discovered." ”

After that, Bartow said no more.

He no longer attends court, but he knows it well.

The adult's brows are furrowed tighter and tighter every day, and he knows it...... The army that was privately fed had been tossed and dilapidated, and had become a waste that could not be formed.

I knew it was so, I knew it was so......

That's it, even if they knew this was the case, wouldn't they still have to gamble on it?

It's a pity that God didn't open his eyes, and he turned his favor to Qi Changrong again and again, allowing her to escape from the trap of death.

Really, hateful!

……

Qi Changrong didn't know anything about the princess's mansion and the Taishi's mansion.

After a year, she used Jun Ju'an's identity to enter Parkway Pavilion with Jun.

The rules of the Parkway Pavilion remain the same - you must have a reputation in order to enter and exit freely.

However, the scholars guarding the pavilion recognized General Jun Da and knew that a year ago, General Jun Da had dealt with a murder case in Baihui Pavilion and returned Baihui Pavilion to his innocence.

Therefore, the scholar did not make a sound to stop him.

After registering Jun Ju'an's name, he turned a blind eye and watched them enter the attic.

Still the same as a year ago, the second floor was almost overcrowded, and there was not a single empty table.

After another checkpoint, Qi Changrong went straight to the third floor.

The third floor was much quieter, and although there were still people, it still seemed extremely empty.

The Parkway Pavilion, which is full of the fragrance of books, is a blessed place for scholars.

Qi Changrong passed through several bookshelves in a row, his slender fingers brushing over the books, and he hadn't chosen which one he wanted to read for a long time.

Seeing this, Jun Chen rarely leaned towards her and frowned: "What does Brother Ju An want to see?" ”

He's on the road as always.

Qi Changrong used Jun Ju'an's identity, and he also changed his name from the kind and fluent.

Qi Changrong replied casually: "I don't know, I want to find a book that I have never read." ”

The so-called well-read, inclusive of all rivers.

However, it's actually a little distressing to watch too much.

Hearing this, Junchen didn't speak, turned around and left.

After a while, he held a book in his hand, came back and handed it to Qi Changrong:

"This is a book of soldiers who go off the rails, and Brother Ju'an should never have read it."

Qi Changrong said: "The sword is going sideways? ”

Jun Chen nodded, with no expression on his face: "Although it is the art of war, it is mostly a trick in the war, which can only be used for reference, not copied, and it is extremely risky." ”

After taking it, Qi Changrong responded: "That should be quite interesting." ”

The two of them found a vacant seat and sat down together.

As soon as he opened the book and only read two pages, Qi Changrong's brows unconsciously raised upward.

She didn't expect that she would be able to make such a move when she was fighting.

Qi Changrong looked at it very seriously, and quickly immersed himself in it, ignoring everything around him.

The atmosphere of silence gradually spread.

In a corner of the world behind this bookshelf, only the breathing of two people continued to sound firmly and slowly.

Junchen didn't bother her.

She reads, and he reads her.

Although no one speaks, they can enjoy themselves and do not feel bored.

The book was very thin, and soon, Qi Changrong turned it from beginning to end, and for a while he was still a little unsatisfied.

Seeing Jun Chen staring at him without saying a word, Qi Changrong's eyes were rarely injected with an obvious light, and they sparkled.

"As the general said, this book is a strange book of swords."

Hearing this, Jun Chen's expression remained unchanged, and he looked at her gently: "Well, this book is written by an old general, and most of the events in it are what he has experienced in his life, which is both interesting and thrilling. ”

To put it bluntly, this book is actually a military book interspersed with various short stories.

It's informative and engaging.