"Thirteen sons, is it really you?" Just as Hua Thirteen and the others left the cliff and walked onto the road to Dayin, a familiar vermilion figure appeared in front of them.

"Suzaku, why are you here?" It was nearly midnight at the moment, and Thirteen was a little surprised.

"Since the prince suddenly disappeared from His Highness's mansion, His Royal Highness Cheng was so worried that he sent me out to look for someone. I inquired all the way to Chunmanlou, only to know that Gongzi seemed to have come to Leigongxia, so I was on guard for most of the night, and I didn't expect to really wait for you. Suzaku rarely said so many words in one breath, but his tone was still as cold as autumn.

Hua Thirteen nodded, took Jingmo's hand and hurried away. Suzaku's gaze slid lightly over Jing Mo's body, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "This, it must be the girl that the Thirteenth Prince went to Chunmanlou to find?" ”

Hua Thirteen turned his head and replied with a serious face: "Her name is Jingmo, and she is a pharmacist, not a girl in the Chunmanlou." ”

Suzaku lowered his head apologetically slightly, saw his hands with his fingers interlocked, and continued to ask, "I'm afraid she is more than a pharmacist to the Thirteenth Prince, right?" ”

Hua Thirteen frowned and asked rhetorically, "Miss Suzaku, could it be that His Highness still sent you to spy on my emotional affairs?" ”

"I'm not asking for Your Highness." A trace of resentment flashed in Suzaku's calm and cold eyes, "I asked for Tianyu." Perhaps, it is not worth it for her. ”

Painting Thirteen was suddenly speechless, he swallowed his throat with a complicated expression, but he couldn't spit out a word. Jingmo saw that Hua Thirteen really cared about Suzaku's words, her eyes darkened, and she silently withdrew her hand from Hua Thirteen's palm.

Hua Thirteen grabbed her hand tightly again, his eyes firm and gentle, staring intently at Jingmo, and replied to Suzaku seriously: "I have made an oath with her and will never be separated from each other. Xiao Yu's side, I will make it clear to her personally. ”

Suzaku sneered faintly: "Your oath with her is unshakable, so is your agreement with Tianyu ten years ago like the wind?" Why do you think that the whole ten years she has been waiting for you can be made clear by just a few light words from you. ”

"Suzaku, I know you're Xiao Yu's friend, and so am I. I, like you, would never hurt her. Hua Thirteen glanced at Jingmo deeply, paused, and continued, "If you don't make it clear, it's the harm to Xiao Yu." ”

Suzaku hurried away in noncommittal silence, and Hua Thirteen also quickened his pace, holding Jingmo's hand tightly and walking towards the prince's mansion together.

"What's going on?" Painting 13 saw from a distance that there was a group of well-dressed and well-trained elite divisions standing in front of the Prince's Mansion, and he couldn't help but be surprised, and looked at the plaque on the door of the Mansion again, and it was indeed the Prince's Mansion that he was willing to believe that he was not mistaken.

Suzaku was also confused, she only remembered that she had encountered a long plane on the road before leaving the house, but she didn't know what he wanted. Suzaku shook his head in the face of Hua Thirteen's question: "When I left, I didn't have these troops. ”

"Oops!" Hua Thirteen couldn't help but be frightened, and he thought quickly in his heart, it may not be a good thing for such a huge and strict team to appear in front of the abandoned prince's mansion, which has been neglected and unfavored all year round. He rushed into the gate of the mansion in three or three steps, but found that General Zhang, who had been firmly guarding the prince's mansion, was not guarding the door, and his heart was even more panicked.

"Yin Cheng practice, Yin Cheng practice!" Painting 13 shouted worriedly, saw the candlelight flickering in the study, and pushed the door open, but saw Yin Cheng practicing his breath and resting on the desk with his arms propped up as if nothing had happened.

"Yin Cheng Lian, wake up!" Hua Thirteen shook the sleepy-eyed Yin Chenglian awake suddenly, and said anxiously, "Do you know what's going on with the army outside?" Do you know what kind of crime the prince will be charged for privately gathering troops? Are they your people? ”

Yin Chenglian was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the nervous appearance of the suddenly appeared Thirteen, and laughed with a "poof": "Why Xiaobai, are you worried that I will rebel?" ”

Painting Thirteen frowned: "It's not... I'm afraid someone will frame you. You have been living in a corner for so many years, where can you mobilize so many troops? ”

"The painter is right." Zhang Yueheng walked in from outside the door with a stack of dusty books, "The soldiers outside the gate of the mansion are indeed not His Royal Highness, but the secretary of the Ministry of War, Ying Chengzhao, who was assigned." ”

"Ying Chengzhao?" Painting Thirteen was confused and puzzled, but the vigilance in his heart continued unabated, "When this person was cooking the murder of Xu Fei in the art gallery, he didn't take His Royal Highness in his eyes at all, but seemed to have a personal relationship with Zhou Rong. Even if he gains the Sacred Heart again, how can he send troops to your Highness for no reason? ”

"Of course." Yin Chenglian straightened up from his chair and stretched, "Ying Chengzhao is hot in the court, so naturally he won't think of me for no reason." In recent days, there have been famines in the country, and the most ferocious is in Yunnan, where the people are starving all over the wilderness, changing their children and eating, and falling into a melee, even the governor of Yunnan has been starved by the people... Eaten. Such a situation is far from being solved by the relief of official food, so he recommended to my father that I settle the matter, and the day before yesterday I received a holy decree. ”

Only then did Hua Thirteen understand the situation, his expression became more and more solemn, and he gradually fell into deep thought. After a long time, he raised his eyes to look at Yin Chenglian: "So, what is Your Highness going to do?" ”

"Lead the troops to the south to quell the chaos and help the people." Yin Chenglian's steady gaze met the eyes of the thirteenth painting.

"What is the strength of His Highness?" Painting Thirteen sat down and poured tea slowly.

"More than three thousand." Yin Chenglian pursed his lips and replied.

"More than three thousand?" Painting Thirteen thought back to the rows of elite divisions standing under the gate of the mansion, and raised his eyebrows in disbelief and repeated.

"Three hundred of their own soldiers." Yin Chenglian glanced at Zhang Yueheng helplessly and sighed, "As for the three thousand people outside, they were transferred by Ying Chengzhao. It's hard to judge. ”

"What their intentions are at the moment is not something that His Highness should care about." Drawing Thirteen frowned and reminded.

"So what should I care about?" Yin Chenglian looked dazed?

"Dare to ask Your Highness, how many counties in Yunnan are seriously affected? After famine and cannibalism, how many percent of the population remains? How many famine provinces do you have to pass through on the way from the capital to Yunnan? "Painting thirteen bamboo tubes and pouring beans generally throws up one question after another.

Yin Chenglian was overwhelmed, touched his nose, and made a mistake: "I... How do I know this? ”

"Who does Your Highness think knows all about these things?" Painting 13 stared at Yin Chenglian's eyes.

"The details of this kind of thing should be written down in the excerpt by the local officials, and they will be sent to the palace in a hurry. Especially with such a big famine, my father will definitely sleep at night......" Yin Chenglian suddenly stopped abruptly in the middle of speaking, and a complicated light rose in his eyes, "Father." You mean, let me ask my father? ”

A knowing smile pursed on the lips of the thirteenth painter, and nodded with satisfaction at Yin Chenglian, who suddenly realized.

"Nope! No! Yin Chenglian suddenly panicked, shook his head violently and waved his hand, "I can't ask my father!" I can't... You can't ......."

"Why not?" Painting Thirteen took a casual sip of tea.

"You don't understand, you don't understand." Yin Chenglian suddenly looked like a frosted eggplant, and said dejectedly, "In the past ten years, how many New Year's Day and Mid-Autumn Festivals have passed, and I have always been locked up in this empty and cold waste prince's mansion. My father never thought of me, not even once. I don't know how many strands of gray hair have been added to my father's head, and I have forgotten how many steps there are under His Royal Highness Jin Luan. And my father, the emperor, has long forgotten about me......"

After listening to Yin Chenglian's words quietly, Hua Thirteen silently put down the teacup, stood up, and looked at Yin Chenglian's eyes: "The saint has not forgotten you, at least not this time." Ten years ago, it was a holy decree that imprisoned you here, and ten years later, it is also a holy decree that summoned you out. You have to understand that the more complicated the situation, the more you have to come from behind. ”

"But why did my father choose me? No, it's Ying Chengzhao, why did Ying Chengzhao mention me in front of his father? Yin Chenglian's heart is still not steady.

"I don't know." Painting 13 confessed, and he asked rhetorically, "What did Ying Chengzhao have with His Highness?" ”

"Ten years ago, I was a child who didn't leave the palace, and I never crossed paths with him." Yin Chenglian recalled.

"So, did he have a prince and prince who had a close relationship with him in the court?" Thirteen's brow was full of doubt.

"As far as I know, no. First of all, Ying Chengzhao is arrogant and arrogant, except for his father, I am afraid that few people can let him take it seriously; Secondly, the rest of the princes are still young and young, and Ping Suli has no dealings with Ying Chengzhao. Yin Chenglian analyzed while recalling.

"Maybe he wants to win over His Highness." Hua Thirteen paused, frowned deeply, and said, "Perhaps, he wants to get rid of His Highness." ”

Yin Chenglian's eyebrows jumped, and he couldn't hide his anxiety: "Xiaobai, what should I do?" ”

"Do a good job of the things that the Holy Lord has given you, this is a good opportunity for His Highness to turn over." Draw thirteen paragraphs back.

Yin Chenglian hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded heavily: "Okay." Early tomorrow morning, I will enter the palace and ask my father about Yunnan in detail. ”

"Inquire in detail, and what about after that?" Hua Thirteen glanced at Yin Chenglian worriedly, "It has always been the Holy Lord who asks the ministers questions, what kind of impression will you leave on the Holy Lord if you rush over and come back hastily after asking what you want to ask?" ”

"You're right." Yin Chenglian calmed down a little, and pondered calmly for a moment, "I can't just ask my father, I also have to give countermeasures, try to get my father's approval, so that I don't go in vain." ”

Hua Thirteen nodded with a smile, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Yin Chenglian: "From leading troops to quell the chaos to providing relief to the victims, there are many things to ponder. If Your Highness needs a counselor to advise on matters and advice, I am always on standby. ”

Yin Chenglian's eyes flashed with surprise, he took the tea and showed a reassuring smile: "Okay!" Then I will give you the pen to wash in the imperial flower pond and reward you to paint on the yellow robe, just like I did when I was a child! ”

The two recalled the stubborn behavior of their childhood, and couldn't help but look at each other and laugh. Painting Thirteen muttered, "My Highness, I have returned, and many of the lost ones will also come back one after another." ”

Yin Chenglian suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly told Hua Thirteen: "By the way, Ying Chengzhao also recommended to his father a person from his mansion to accompany me, called Changji." ”

"Long machine?!" Hua Thirteen couldn't help but be surprised, he saw that Changling was not here, presumably waiting in the lobby with Suzaku and Jingmo. And the doubts in his heart couldn't help but turn into a layer even more, if this person is not good, how should he be fortified?