Seeing that the salary was obviously hostile to Hongzhen, Futu couldn't help but feel a little guilty when he thought of what he said.

"Actually, the minister has a matter that he has hidden from the king."

Fortu hesitated for a moment and whispered.

Ji Xin looked at Futu with doubts in his eyes.

"The minister knows the current chief director of the Hongzhen Chamber of Commerce, and he has also discussed business restrictions in person."

"You know?" Ji Xin tilted his head slightly.

"Yes, it's just that the minister promised this person not to inform the king of his identity, and the minister deserves death." Futu suddenly raised his voice and bowed his head.

She put her hands behind her back, and she knew that she could keep his secrets......

Jimo Qinghe suddenly thought of something and frowned slightly, the hand half-hidden in his sleeve clenched, and then let go, and said indifferently.

"Lord Fotu said so, isn't this person an acquaintance?"

Futu bowed his head, struggling inwardly, he promised to self-cultivate to protect his identity, but he didn't want to start with Hongzhen because he didn't know how to make the salary, it was a sincere heart, who wanted to be this wicked person.

"Under the moonset bridge, in front of the ancient building."

Futu finally said slowly.

Ji Xin's expression changed, and he took two steps forward thoughtfully, and slowly turned around.

"It's him."

The light of the sunset is reflected between the eyebrows and eyes, the phoenix tail flowers on the forehead are more lined with snow skin, a pair of phoenix eyes shine like the moon, the golden crown and scarlet beads flicker in the hair, and the look of amazement makes Jimo Qinghe feel that the person in front of him is as ethereal and gorgeous as fireworks, and he can't help but let people reach out and want to keep this moment.

"I don't know who the king said?"

Although Mo Qinghe had already guessed seven points, he saw that Ji Xin seemed to be stuck in memory, so he asked again intentionally.

Ji Xin turned his head to look at Jimo Qinghe, his robe was clean, spotless, his hair was jet black, he was wearing the white feather and silver crown, his bright eyes were a little warmer than the warm sun after spring, his thin lips were curved into a very good-looking arc, noble Qinghua, rich and beautiful, his back was straight, no matter the monarch or thousands of troops he was facing, it seemed to be like now, with a faint temptation, but he didn't seem to care, Ji Xin suddenly felt that he couldn't understand him, or rather, he had never really understood, in the heart of this peerless son, In addition to these things that can be seen, there are still many thoughts.

"You know this person, too," he said, looking away. "Self-study."

Jimo Qinghe got an affirmative answer, and his eyes were obscure.

"I heard that the Hongzhen Chamber of Commerce has a new chief director, the son of the previous director, but I didn't expect it to be an old man."

"He made it clear to me that he didn't intend to be an enemy of the imperial court, and he was really used by Jinghong." Fortu said.

Ji Xian raised his head slightly.

"If that's the case, why hide it from me."

Futu recalled what he said in his self-cultivation that day, and the feelings were sincere, do you want to say it to the king, but before he could speak, Mo Qinghe said.

"I think it should be that he doesn't want to be an enemy of the king because of this, he is now the chief of Hongzhen, and there are many things to think about, if he has a dislike with the royal family because of this, it is not a good thing."

Futu glanced at Jimo Qinghe in some surprise, and then lowered his head again, Jimo Qinghe said lightly, that is, to limit this matter to the scope of strategy, no matter how much you think about it, it is just a friendship of friends, Jimo Qinghe's move, is it intentional, or unintentional?

Ji Xin glanced at Jimo Qinghe a little inquiringly, and did not speak again.

Seeing the sudden silence in the hall, Futu swallowed the words that reached his throat again, and the salary seemed to feel tired, so he told the two of them to retreat after two words.

Futu and Jimo Qinghe walked on the way out of the palace, Futu looked at Jimo Qinghe several times, and stopped talking.

"Lord Futu should know that no matter what his identity is now, he was once the prince of the dead prince, and the relationship between them is complicated, and it is not something that can be put aside after a few fates."

Futu was still hesitating, but Mo Qinghe spoke, and Futu looked at him with some surprise, and Mo Qinghe looked forward indifferently, as if he was just talking about the most ordinary thing.

"Seeing must be fruitless friendship, only never start is right, force the heart, hurt others and hurt yourself."

Futu naturally understood the meaning of Jimo Qinghe, but Lord Zuo Xiang's evaluation of this matter in his current identity is really a bit unclear.

After Mo Qinghe finished speaking, he stopped talking, and took advantage of the situation, stopping in moderation, he knew this well.