When Junchen turned over and dismounted in front of the door, Steward Jun and the people behind him had already knelt down.

"The old slave welcomes the general's return."

The Jun family is very large, and there are many people who serve them, most of them are retired soldiers who have retired from the battlefield and have various old diseases on their bodies.

Junchen is not at home all the year round, so he will include all those homeless people in Jun's mansion, so that they can rest worry-free for the rest of their lives.

"Uncle Jun has tormented me, get up quickly." He went to help with his own hands, but the steward Jun broke away from his hand and was reluctant to get up, and choked up: "The general will let the old slave kneel for a while, see the undamaged general, the old slave finally has the face to go underground to see the old lady after a hundred years." ”

The men kneeling behind the old butler also sobbed.

The cry ranged from subtle at the beginning to a howl at the end.

Steward Jun is not young, and now he is in his fifties, and according to his own words, there are not many years to live, and face is not important.

An old man with gray temples and a long beard couldn't cry himself, and the scene was unbearable.

Especially the whole crowd behind him was crying.

Junchen wanted to laugh, but his eyes turned red unconsciously.

He sighed and went to help again, this time he couldn't refuse to pull the Jun steward up: "I said, you can't kneel to me." ”

The name of the steward is no longer traceable, according to the seniority, he may have to call grandpa, how can he let the grandfather kneel, and he is indifferent?

Afraid that Steward Jun would hurt his heart with great sorrow and joy, Jun Chen hurriedly said: "Uncle Jun, I have been running around for several days, tired and hungry, why don't we eat in the first house?" ”

When the steward Jun heard this, he couldn't care about anything else, and said, "The meal has already been prepared, the general, please." ”

Compared with the simplicity of the Lincheng Junfu, the scenery of the Jun family in the mouth of the Baihu Alley can be described as extraordinarily exquisite, with scattered pavilions and pavilions, all kinds of exotic flowers and plants competing to bloom, and even the small pond in the courtyard is very particular, and the fish raised are all precious species.

Jun Chen's eyes swept casually, everything was as he was when he left, and nothing had changed.

Steward Jun said as he walked: "Since you left, the mansion is like losing the backbone, the old slave doesn't know anything, he doesn't know how to take care of those precious things, or the old brothers are working together, so they can barely maintain the original appearance of the mansion." ”

The colorful koi in the pond is the second aunt's favorite, and the peony peony in the flower garden is the mother's favorite.

What they like to show off in front of people the most in their lives is what they love the most.

Many years have passed, the mother's flower is still alive, and the second aunt's colorful koi has also had a next generation.

Jun Chen bowed: "Thanks to Uncle Jun over the years, if Uncle Jun hadn't taken care of it, I don't know what the Jun Mansion would have become." ”

The steward shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Where can it be counted like this, it should be said that the Jun Mansion gave the old slave and the brothers a place to live and live." ”

If it weren't for the kindness of Junchen and the old man and his wife, where would they have lived such a peaceful life with old men who had retired from the battlefield.

Hearing him say this, Junchen did not defend the old housekeeper, and after finishing his meal in Qiwu Courtyard, he then locked himself in the ancestral hall in the name of sacrifice and did not see anyone.

This level only came out in the middle of the night.

The old housekeeper was still guarding outside, and when he saw him coming out of the ancestral hall, his voice became more and more gentle: "The general is tired for a few days, go back to Qiwu Courtyard to rest, the old slave has prepared hot water." ”

Jun Chen nodded, his voice hoarse.

"Okay."

Jun Chen, who had been stationed outside for many years, returned to Beijing to receive the reward, and as soon as he came back, he gained military power and status, and there were too many people who couldn't sleep that night, even in their sleep, they were unstable.

Only Qi Changrong had a rare good night's sleep, and there was no way to puncture the eardrum in his dream, and there was a miserable wail.

The next day, with the return of the Jun family, certain events that happened in the city spread to every corner of Kyoto at an unstoppable speed.

When the people of the Jun family came to their senses, the whole of Kyoto went crazy about it.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really a man of temperament, and we admire his decisiveness."

"Yes, if it were me, let alone see through the conspiracy of the cool people, it might be automatically sent to the door."

"Cool people should be killed! Invaded the territory of the Great Jin Dynasty many times, enslaved the people of the Great Jin Dynasty, and repeatedly taught not to change and die! ”

"But the burning of the mountain is inevitably too extreme, and I heard that until now, there is no grass growing near the valley."

"It's a pity that such a good mountain will exist in the world from now on."

Some people are in favor of exclamation, and some people are against and regret.

But no matter how much they say, who really knows what the situation was like at that time?

If it weren't for Qi Changrong's quick decision, maybe it would not be the people of Liangguo who were buried there, but her Great Jin Iron Army.

Rumors spread very quickly, one to ten, ten to hundreds, hundreds to thousands......

However, in half a day, the people of the entire imperial city knew the 'ruthlessness' of the current Prince Xian, and the heat of the news was comparable to the heat of Junchen's defeat of Chenzhou, which became another topic after people's dinner.

Steward Jun just went out for a trip, and brought back such shocking news, which caused a small commotion in the old department of the Jun family.

Steward Jun said slowly: "I don't know where this news came from, those people have noses and eyes, and it's hard to believe it or not." ”

What's more, some people who are both rich and idle will travel thousands of miles to Lincheng for verification.

When the news comes back, won't it directly implement Qi Changrong's cruelty?

Hearing his words, Zhou Shiren's heart sank, and a bad premonition rose from the bottom of his heart, and he said worriedly: "General, maybe someone wants to provoke our relationship with the East Palace." ”

Junchen lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers, not saying a word.

Steward Jun had long known the truth of the matter from Zhou Shiren, and it was because he knew that he was so worried now.

Before Junmen came back, there was no wind and grass in Beijing about Lincheng, and after Junmen came back, the news that Qi Changrong set fire to the mountain immediately spread all over the world.

What does this mean?

On behalf of the news from the Junmen!

In the eyes of those who care, this matter is enough for them to make a big article.

If the prince had been a little more confused, he might have believed it.

Steward Jun: "General, you should find a chance to meet with the master of the East Palace, and at least explain it to her, and tell her that the news was not spread by us." ”

Even if you can't gain her trust immediately, you must not do nothing and let the people in the dark splash dirty water on their monarchs!

Zhou Shiren agreed with the king's steward's statement: "It is imperative to see the prince." ”

The two of them came up with their own plans, and after talking for a while, they realized that someone was not listening at all, but looked drowsy.

At least they don't think he's listening.

"......" Zhou Shiren was silent, forced himself to calm down, and asked Junchen a soul question: "General, have you listened to us?" ”

Still no response.

"Junchen!"

Zhou Shiren couldn't bear it anymore and roared.

It wasn't until he heard his name that Jun Chen reluctantly raised his eyes to look at them, his eyes full of confusion and sleepiness.

Gradually, his eyes slowly returned to clarity.

He said, "Go on, General Ben has listened. ”

Zhou Shiren: "......"

Steward Jun: "......"

The two of them looked at him with heavy faces.

Obviously, they didn't believe he really listened.

Steward Jun turned his head to look at Zhou Shiren, bowed his head, and sighed: "This matter will be left to Zhou Gongzi to worry about." ”

Zhou Shiren hurriedly avoided it, not daring to accept his courtesy: "Whatever Uncle Jun said, Brother Jun's business is my business, and I should do my best." ”

In the eyes of outsiders, Junchen is the god of war, invincible, and steady.

This is exactly the case, it's a pity that the God of War also has times when he is willful and confused, such as now, once he doesn't fight, Jun Chen's bones all over his body seem to be scattered, and his mind begins to wander in all directions.

Junchen was completely lined up.

As a party, he didn't have the right to choose, so he could only watch Steward Jun discuss everything with Zhou Shiren.

In the end, the two finalized and invited the prince of the East Palace to come over the house the day before the exam.

On the eighth day of the first month of March, a simple carriage arrived at the back door of the monarch's mansion.

Shi Xia jumped out of the carriage first and carefully helped Qi Changrong down.

Jun Chen glanced at her, and couldn't help frowning when his eyes fell on Shi Xia, and said coldly: "Your Highness is really enjoying it, you don't forget to bring your beloved concubine wherever you go." ”

The corners of Qi Changrong's mouth inadvertently pulled out a smile: "If General Jun is envious, he can also add fragrance to his red sleeves." ”

Jun Chen yawned lazily: "Forget it, General Ben is not one of those weak scholars who are powerless. ”

The insinuation of this remark is too heavy, and Qi Changrong is a powerless prince in the eyes of outsiders.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Zhou Shiren stood next to him, and a cold sweat broke out behind him, for fear that the two would pinch themselves at the back door of the Junfu regardless of their identities, so they hurriedly stood up and made a round.

"The two of you haven't seen each other for a long time, so you must have a lot to say, why don't we go into the house and find an elegant place, and talk about things while drinking tea?"

Qi Changrong bowed his head.

said that he was looking for an elegant place, but Qi Changrong did not have expectations in his heart.

Lincheng Junfu is an example.

However, this time she miscalculated, the scenery of the Junfu is not only exquisite, but also chic, not worse than her East Palace.

Zhou Shiren kept looking at Qi Changrong from the corner of his eyes, and when he saw that her expression was relaxed and her facial muscles were smooth, he knew that she didn't feel bad about the house.

When passing by the mountain spring pavilion, Zhou Shiren thought that Junchen would stop, but his footsteps did not stop, and he walked forward without squinting.

Finally stopped outside the door of Hyunyeongkaku.

Seeing that he was about to reach out and push the door, Zhou Shiren couldn't laugh anymore, quickly grabbed his wrist, his expression was slightly stiff, and said in a deep voice: "Junchen, don't make trouble." ”

He rarely calls Junchen by his name, and only loses his temper when he is not lightly angry.

Usually Zhou Shiren called like this, maybe Junchen would restrain two points. But Junfu is his territory, and he may have awakened the devil sleeping in his heart, and he not only didn't listen, but intensified.

"When did General Ben make a fuss? General Ben thinks that Hyunyeongkaku is excellent, and there is no better place to talk about things than here. ”