"Was there an elder around Miss Zhao at that time? If there are elders, it is the elders in her family who brought her out to see the world, what is strange. ”

"That being said, ......" Qin Zhong still felt that something was wrong.

However, when Qi Changrong made a deferential look and quietly waited for his follow-up, Qin Zhong felt that this matter didn't seem to be a big deal.

It's just that he's thinking too seriously.

After a few words flickered over, Qi Changrong watched Qin Zhong step away.

After the eyesore left, Junchen on the side suddenly asked, "Does the prince really think that doing business is easy?" ”

"Fake."

Jun Chen was stunned: "Then what you just said ......?"

"It's just fooling Qin Yushi." Qi Changrong smiled in his eyes, tilted his head and looked at Jun Chen: "If you don't say that, how can Qin Yushi give up?"

Nothing is easy in the world, the court, the battlefield, the shopping mall, in fact, are all one nature, if you don't fight, you will retreat, if you want to become a winner, only by constantly fighting with people, fighting with the sky, can you win.

Fighting with others, fighting with the sky, fighting with yourself, the fun is endless. ”

After finishing speaking, Qi Changrong's eyes smiled even deeper: "Does the general think Lonely's words are reasonable?" ”

"There is a reason, but is it too tiring to fight all the time?"

"If you don't fight, what is the meaning of being alone?" Qi Changrong asked him rhetorically.

After reliving her life, she didn't plan to be unwavering.

……

It was getting dark, Junchen stood in front of the window, thinking about what Donggong said, and his heart gradually fluctuated.

Once upon a time, he Junchen was also a man who fought the heavens and the earth, and with high morale, he did everything.

It's just that those once wanton and stinging edges and corners have long been put away, and now all that is left is Junchen, who has no one in his eyes.

The room was brightly lit, and Zhou Shiren pushed the door in from outside, sat at the table and poured a pot of cold water.

"People are already on their way to Beijing, I have arranged three generals to escort me, and there will be no problems."

Ten days have passed, in the past few days, Junmen has been non-stop looking for evidence of Puting's crimes, just two days ago, the emperor lived up to his wishes, and they finally found a clue.

The household department is responsible for taxation and disaster relief, as well as all things related to money and silver, and it is a huge piece of fat, and few people can keep their senses and remain awake in the slightest.

Pu Ting is the same, let him be cautious in every way, as long as he moves, he will definitely leave evidence of the crime.

The incriminating evidence they found was the biggest weapon to bring down Pu Ting.

Junchen was a little absent-minded: "After the people enter Beijing, find a way to let them have a chance encounter with Yang Yishu, and by the way, tell them that as long as they fully cooperate, Yang Yishu will definitely avenge them." ”

"General rest assured." Zhou Shiren nodded violently, with a smug expression: "I have already arranged these, and ordered them to send the father and son into Beijing in the name of the knights of the rivers and lakes, without worrying about implicating the monarch." ”

Since he is a chivalrous warrior and has nothing to do with the court, no matter what, it has nothing to do with the military gate.

"Well done." Jun Chen's head was bowed, his eyes were sleepy,

A compliment is a compliment, but it's also too distracting.

Zhou Shiren looked over strangely, and saw Junchen standing by the window with a slightly desolate outlet, supporting his chin with one hand, so he asked deeply: "What blow did you suffer today?" ”

Why do you look like you're going to die?

Usually Junchen doesn't look energetic, but it's not like an eggplant that has been beaten by frost.

Hearing this, Junchen looked back at him faintly and sighed: "It's nothing, I just think that maybe I'm really old." ”

Without the momentum of self-esteem, I always have a messy life.

Zhou Shiren looked dazed.

What kind of trouble is he making here?

The generals who have not been crowned for a long time are young and promising in the eyes of anyone, and the future is open!

If he is old, what about those who have already aged into a handful of bones?

He paused, and then sighed: "It seems that the general was really hit today. ”

And the person who hit him must be the prince of the East Palace, after all, in the huge Shangjing City, only the prince of the East Palace can make the general sigh from the heart.

Jun Chen's eyes were dark, and he did not deny it.

Seeing him like this, Zhou Shiren opened his mouth, wanting to comfort him, but he couldn't say anything when the words came to his mouth.

They were all victims of the war 10 years ago.

Junmen has been on the battlefield for many years, guarding the water and soil, and in the end he did not die under the swords, guns, shields and spears, but he was almost wiped out in the conspiracy.

Recalling the grand occasion of the monarch in the past, Zhou Shiren couldn't help but be moved in horror: "The closer you get to the truth, the more panicked you become, general, are you afraid?" ”

"Afraid of what?" Jun Chen provoked a mocking smile on his lips, and the coldness in his eyes almost turned into ice edges: "Although Junmen's knife can't be aimed at the person on the dragon chair, except for him, if you find one, I will kill one." ”

No matter who it is.

He is not a father, he does not know the way of foolishness, if someone touches his king's family, as long as he does not die, he will definitely fight with that person.

……

Early the next morning, when the first glimmer of dawn rose from the sky and fell into the clouds, Qi Ziruo entered the East Palace for the first time.

In the past, she was not close to Qi Changrong, even if she was given a few more guts, she would not dare to take a step beyond Lei Chi.

Today, she was invited.

Qi Ziruo was dressed in a peach blossom skirt, his hands were clasped, his pretty face was tight, his clear eyes looked straight ahead, and he stood a little stiffly under the only peach tree in the courtyard.

The breeze blew through, the fragrance of peach filled the courtyard, and pale pink petals fell from the branches on Qi Ziruo's cloak.

On the shoulder, on the top of the head, there are both.

From a distance, the people under the peach tree are more like children who don't know the world, rather than princesses raised in a deep palace.

Not long after, a black figure stepped out of the inner hall, followed by a small waiter.

Qi Changrong held a small stove in his hand, and his indifferent and ruthless eyes, which made people feel cold all over his body, slowly swept around the inner courtyard without any emotion.

Finally, it was fixed on the small figure under the peach tree.

The ice in her eyes melted, and there was a shallow smile, although it was faint, but it did exist.

Qi Ziruo looked at it from a distance, his tight round face relaxed for a moment, and he raised a big smile towards Qi Changrong.

She carefully lifted the hem of her skirt and ran over in three or two steps.

Qi Changrong looked at her and said with a smile: "Thirteen is really beautiful today, like a real princess." ”

"Thirteen is a princess."

Qi Changrong's smile did not decrease, but became more and more intense, and he casually echoed her: "Yes, Thirteen is the youngest princess of the royal family. ”

After getting a satisfactory answer, Qi Ziruo pursed his mouth, touched the hairpin in his upper hair, endured the hesitation in his heart, and mustered up the courage to ask: "Does Brother Prince's brother think it looks good to wear this hairpin in Thirteen?" ”

Although this hairpin is not very expensive, but the first gift given to her by the prince's brother, she is afraid of bumping it on weekdays, so she has been putting it in the jewelry box, and she is reluctant to wear it at all.

After getting the invitation today, she immediately turned it out and put it on purpose.

Qi Ziruo just wanted to tell Qi Changrong that he had not lived up to her wishes.

A breeze blew past his ears, Qi Changrong pretended to look, and looked at Qi Ziruo several times.

When she looked at people more and more worried, she suddenly laughed mischievously, rubbed Qi Ziruo's head, and doted: "After wearing this hairpin, Thirteen is the most beautiful princess in the royal family." ”

Hearing this, regardless of whether it was true or not, Qi Ziruo was happy in his heart, and his eyes were bent into the moon and looked extremely good.

Qi Changrong led the way in front of you: "I heard that there is a poetry club in the city today, and all the girls will go to show their hands."

Thinking that you will stay in the deep palace for a long time, maybe you will feel depressed, so I want to take you out with me to breathe, can the thirteenth princess be willing to appreciate this face and go out of the palace with Lone? ”

Qi Ziruo nodded without hesitation, his eyes lit up, and he said without being reserved: "I can't ask for it, it is an honor for Thirteen to be with Brother Prince." ”

Several people got into the carriage.

As the favored concubine of the prince of the East Palace, in order to show his favor, Shi Xia was supposed to ride in the same car with Qi Changrong.

But now I don't understand the situation, the thirteenth princess is the younger sister of the prince, so she should naturally focus on the princess at this time.

Shi Xia knew in her heart that if one of her concubines didn't intervene at such a time, she was afraid that she would be disgusted.

Besides, with Shi Xia's eyesight, she had already seen that this princess had inexplicable hostility towards her, although she didn't know why, but in order to avoid trouble, it was better not to get closer.

So as not to make a fuss, the last headache is His Royal Highness the Prince.

So, Shi Xia deigned to be noble, and consciously followed the carriage slowly with Ji Fang, who was dressed as a small servant.

Seeing her coming, Ji Fang was obviously a little flustered, and hurriedly said, "Zhaoxun, why don't you go and call a carriage again?" ”

"No need." Shi Xia shook his head and chuckled: "To put it bluntly, I just have one more position than you, and in fact I am no different from your identity, so why make a big deal about trivial things?" ”

Ji Fang leaned his back in fear: "You and the slave are naturally different, you are the pillow person of His Highness." ”

"Okay, let's go, don't spoil Your Highness's interest in leaving the palace."

As he spoke, Shi Xia took the lead in taking a step forward, his expression calm, and there was no reluctance between his eyebrows.

Seeing that she really didn't care much, and because of the prince, he often interacted with the two Zhaoxun, with a little understanding, Ji Fang slowly put his mind down, cautiously followed behind, and was two steps away from her.

Along the way, the two whispered a few words from time to time.

Most of the time, it was Shixia who asked, and Ji Fang answered with his duty.

The more he talked about the back, Ji Fang's demeanor became more and more relaxed, until he left the palace and was in the middle of the city, his eyes turned slyly twice, and he asked tentatively towards Shi Xia:

"Little madam, His Royal Highness seems to value the Thirteenth Princess very much after returning to the palace this time, do you know why?"

A few years ago, the prince's attitude towards Xingqing Palace was indifferent, but this year it has become subtle, and he has been ordered to pay attention to it from time to time, and now he does not hesitate to express his concern.