After thinking about it, Han Tingjun felt that all this was not impossible.

Qiao Jinyu has always been very close to him, perhaps, his royal brothers were worried that he had the intention of seizing the throne, so they turned to Qiao Jinyu, lest Qiao Jinyu persuade Zhao Kuo and the Lian family to join his camp and become his help.

Thinking of this possibility, Han Tingjun only felt a heavy heart, and his heart was full of helplessness.

Zhao Kuo observed his expression and said, "Actually, I came here this time not just for Jinyu's business. ”

Han Tingjun gathered his thoughts, "General Zhao, you have something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Zhao Kuo has never been a person who likes to beat around the bush, and since Han Tingjun opened his mouth, he also got straight to the point.

"To tell you the truth, when I went back to swim in the lake, Jinyu and I both heard your conversation with Your Majesty, Your Majesty intends to pass on the throne to you, why are you unwilling to inherit the throne?"

"Your Majesty is right, whether it is the Great Highness, the Third Highness, or the Sixth Highness, they are not suitable candidates to inherit the throne."

"His Royal Highness is too eager for quick success, the Third Highness is too deep in the city, and as for the Sixth Highness, his qualifications are mediocre in all aspects, these three people, no matter who they are, are really not worthy of the big responsibility."

"If you are interested, I am willing to help......"

Before Zhao Kuo's words were finished, Han Tingjun interrupted him with a faint voice.

"I know what you're here for, but since you've heard my conversation with my father, you should know that I have no intention of power."

"Why? Do you really have the heart to watch the rivers and mountains of Southern Qi fall into the hands of your three imperial brothers? Zhao Kuo's expression was solemn.

"Have you ever thought that they can do it to Jinyu today, and in the future, they can also attack you, and even your mother? When the time comes, how do you prevent it? ”

It's just that Ren Zhaokuo said so much, but the expression on Han Tingjun's face did not waver.

"General Zhao, you don't need to say anything, what I decided will definitely not change."

After staring at Han Tingjun for a long time, and seeing that he looked like he had made up his mind, Zhao Kuo knew that it was useless for him to say more.

Pursing his lips, Zhao Kuo stood up and said, "My words are left here, go back, you can think about it carefully, when you figure it out, you can go to Zhao Mansion to find me at any time." ”

After that, Zhao Kuo turned around and left the restaurant, boarded the carriage and returned to Zhao's mansion.

Han Tingjun sat in the tea room for a while, made himself a cup of tea and drank it, then went back to the counter and continued to calculate his account books.

……

When Qiao Jinyu woke up, it was already afternoon.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Zhao Kuo's tough facial features and gentle eyes.

"Awake? Hungry or not? The kitchen is now hot with chicken porridge and there are also meals, what do you want to eat? I'll have someone go and bring it to you. ”

Qiao Jinyu was indeed a little hungry, but she didn't want to eat anything too greasy at this time, so she said, "Bring me some porridge, I want to drink porridge." ”

"Okay, you rest for a while, I'll go and get someone to get you porridge."

Helped Qiao Jinyu up and let her sit on a soft pillow, Zhao Kuo went outside the house and told his subordinates to go to the kitchen to get porridge.

When Zhao Kuo returned to the room, Qiao Jinyu was staring at her hand, which was wrapped like a zongzi.

When she first woke up, she felt that her hands were strange, very bloated and inflexible.

Unexpectedly, her hands were tangled in gauze.

Looking at this technique, it seems to be the masterpiece of her general?

There was a fine tingling sensation in the palm of her hand, and Qiao Jinyu knew without opening the gauze that her hand must have been injured, otherwise her general would not have wrapped her hand into a dumpling.