Shen Huaijin nodded weakly, "If it weren't for the fact that I had moved the private army of the Northern Camp in Youzhou once over the years, the group of people in the court would have looked at me unpleasantly." ”

His eyes fell on the barren branches outside, and he picked up the hot tea and moistened his throat, "Caichen, I have to go to Yingzhou, if I let Sima Heng go alone, I will definitely make a mess of things in Yingzhou." ”

Zhang Caichen nodded, "What is the best way for the prince this time?" ”

Shen Huaijin shook his head, "It's strange that it was I who proposed to investigate this matter thoroughly, and I also specially asked for the account book from the Household Search Department, and I also told Lin Hanzhang that I wanted to find Liu Enlong to interrogate."

"No wonder the queen's side has not moved for a long time, she wants to wait for me to lift a stone and shoot myself in the foot."

I have to say that the woman Zhao is indeed unfathomable, and she is interlocking, and it was not until he walked to the edge of the cliff that he realized that there was no way back behind him.

Naturally, there is a reason why the Zhao family did this, that is, he took the initiative to withdraw from the trip to Yingzhou and put the power in the hands of Sima Heng.

But for the people of the world, the people of Yingzhou are waiting for disaster relief. If it is not handled in time, more people will die because of this inexplicable plague.

It was this that made Shen Huaijin fall into a dilemma.

And Zhao actually calculated that he was busy during this period and did not have time to summon Zhang Caichen, and it was not until before leaving, before he prepared everything, that he discovered this fatal mistake......

If he leaves at this time, then these preparations will be equivalent to a bamboo basket to draw water, and it will also allow Sima Heng to sit and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

What makes Shen Huaijin feel even more frustrated at the moment is why he didn't find out about this fatal problem until today.

Just as the two were hesitating, the servants at the door reported that someone wanted to see Prince Gong.

It was the little maid of Yikun Palace who walked in.

The little guy was quite observant, glanced at Zhang Caichen, and carefully looked at Shen Huaijin's expression, even if it was clear that the two of them must have already known what the queen mother had explained.

So he went straight to the point and said: "The slave asks Prince Gong and Commander Zhang for peace." ”

The Forbidden City, the Jinyi Guard.

There is a serious atmosphere in the study, which makes people a little depressed.

"Lord Xue," a man in a blue official uniform stepped over the threshold and walked towards the desk, "what you ordered has been investigated. ”

Xue Yizhi took the document in the man's hand, and after unfolding it, he was a little disappointed and said, "Why don't you just show me the title deed of the Prodigal Son's Pavilion?" ”

The official patted his head and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, the minister is dull, and he actually forgot about it." ”

After that, he took out the title deed from his arms and handed it over to Xue Yizhi like an invitation.

His gaze fell on the name, and his eyes were like obsidian, shining brightly in the night.

……

Qingyue Beijing, Prodigal Son's Pavilion.

The air of luxury wafts across the lake, and the delicate pleasure boat streaks through the water.

Flowers and birds fold lanterns hanging on the treetops on both sides, and the dim light is cast on the water, sparkling water, clear and flowing.

At the window, Su Zijin calmly watched the noisy scene of the watchtower, singing and dancing, but his heart was full of waves.

Because the young master died in the Prodigal Son Pavilion, it is a very difficult situation for Lan Butterfly at the moment.

It was Su Zijin who bought the prodigal son pavilion at a low price and in the name of the third prince.

The Prodigal Son's Pavilion is becoming more and more sluggish, and it is because the blue butterfly can't ask for it, even if she takes a sum of money, she will draw the title deed of the Prodigal Son's Pavilion with her, and then pack up some soft and return to her hometown.

Pulling out of his memories, Su Zijin set his eyes on the man sitting upright at the square table facing south, his hair splashing like ink on his shoulders, and his dignified face was unobstructed on his handsome face.

This person is the talented Xue Yizhi who shocked the capital and moved the world.

There is a saying that "a thousand things are better than a thousand things", and when you say it, it really deserves its reputation.

However, Su Zijin always felt that no matter how this person looked, he was a little familiar, as if he had seen this person in the depths of his memory.

was thinking about it, but saw A-Jing walk in and carefully bring a plate of pastries to the table.

Su Zijin raised his eyelashes slightly, picked up the teacup, and pointed to the person on the flower stand, "Have you heard of Xue Yizhi?" ”

She cupped her cheeks and stared at it for a while, only to see that the man's shirt was slightly open.

From time to time, a woman in a gorgeous red dress lined with golden cherry blossoms around her waist, her hair was staggered, and her green jade fingers were on the railing, and Tingting walked up to the lookout platform in a curling manner, approaching the man in the dark robe.

The woman was Mo Niang.

I saw that she obediently handed the grapes on the plate to his mouth one by one, smiling skillfully, and it is not an exaggeration to say that this situation is a wandering wreckage.

As the night deepened, all the singers and dancers dispersed, and only Xue Yizhi and Mo Niang were gradually left on the lookout.

It wasn't until the backs of the two overlapped and the woman gradually snuggled into the man's arms that Su Zijin gradually looked away and walked slowly in the direction of the inn.

Seeing the woman gradually leaving, Xue Yizhi glanced down at the woman in his arms, and his expression was not happy.

It wasn't until the small, weak and boneless hand hovered over his chest that he whispered, "Stop." ”

Mo Niang took a few steps back in horror.

The wind, blowing to the body, is a little cold.

He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and said in a cold voice: "Mo Niang is still a complete body now, if she is committed to Xue, wouldn't it be too unworthy?" ”

Mo Niang looked at the man with a graceful and luxurious face and extraordinary temperament, and her sadness suddenly welled up.

She silently took a few steps back, made a gesture, and said in a low voice: "Mo Niang is just a servant, Xue Gongzi is now a very human minister, how dare Mo Niang do such a vain thought." ”

Xue Yizhi's eyes glanced at Su Zijin on the windowsill without a trace, lest she see any flaws, so he moved his gaze back to Mo Niang, "That's it, after all, you are a person from Drunken Flower Building, if you are seen, I am afraid it will not be good." ”

Mo Niang was a little aggrieved and said: "The business of this prodigal son's hall is not as good as day by day, and there are no new girls coming in, so the son is going to stay here recently?" ”

Xue Yizhi didn't want to explain too much to her, so he only said lightly: "I called you over today because I wanted you to get something out of Sima Heng's mouth and ask him what his real purpose was for going to Yingzhou." ”

Mo Niang stayed in place for a while, and the round and jade grapes that she had peeled in her hand fell to the ground at some point.

The wetness in her eyes gradually stained, "Mo Niang and Childe haven't seen each other for a few days, is this the only thing Childe wants to say?" ”

The smile on Xue Yizhi's face was completely gone, and he stared at her lightly for a moment, "Mo Niang, don't you still know me today?" ”

Mo Niang's lips trembled slightly for a moment, as if she had vaguely guessed something, but she didn't dare to confirm it.

She came here in special clothes today, just to get into his eyes, but who knew that Xue Yizhi was stingy with her even with a straight eye.

"Mo Niang didn't understand what Childe meant."