Jinjie was originally handsome and beautiful, and when he went out of the palace to play, he also deliberately picked a bright horse to ride away.

The whole body of the horse is snow-white, and the divine horse is often ...... It's really uplifting, it's really beautiful. But the most beautiful horse in the palace, I know it with my heels, of course, it is Yan Rin's own mount!

But the uncle unceremoniously pulled him to ride, and he didn't bother to say hello. The eunuch in charge of the horse tried hard to stop it, and sent someone to report to Yan Rin.

As a result, Yan Rin was still in the court, and he didn't hear the news, and the manager Wang who was in charge of the affairs of the whole palace had already sent people with a wry smile to say that since Gongzi Feng liked it, this horse would be given to Gongzi.

Feng Jinjie Xie didn't say a word, and rode away without saying a word, and knocked away a pair of golden saddles. I found the best tailor in the capital and sewed dozens of sets of clothes for myself.

He is a distinguished guest of Yan Kingdom, and wherever he goes, he naturally has the stewards of the palace to take care of him, fight and listen to orders, and if he wants to spend money, he will settle the bill for him.

So he swaggered back and forth in Yanjing City all day long, with black hair and white clothes, white horses and golden saddles, and everyone who came and went was drunk and dreamed of death, and he spent a lot of money, and he didn't know how many people were red.

The best and most expensive restaurant in Yanjing, from the shopkeeper to the second child, in less than ten days, everyone is very familiar with Feng Gongzi.

Yanjing's most famous Qinglou, the most famous Oiran, in less than half a month, all have one more confidant and friend.

There is the emperor, the world's biggest wrongdoer, standing behind him, of course he doesn't feel distressed to spend money on the Feng Jin Festival, while eating, drinking, and shopping in the Qinglou, he also loves to take seven or eight beauties out to go shopping and buy things in one go, from East Street to West Street. Silk village, rouge shop, jewelry house, where to buy, is simply sweeping. The beauties laughed and bloomed, flattering and serving the earthly wind boy and flew straight to the sky. The poor stewards who settled the bill at the back took out the silver tickets all over their bodies, and in addition to writing IOUs, they had to let Pegasus go back to the palace to move the silver.

It's just about spending money. Yan Rin, the emperor, is not going to be eaten and drunk by him, and he spends money so much that he is overstretched, but the wind is too ostentatious.

Someone doesn't know his bottom line. When he is a wronged boss, he sets up a bureau to pit his money, or sets up an immortal jump and a beauty bureau. Or trick him into gambling for money.

As a result, the beauty will inexplicably fall to his side, and all the capital of the gambling game will be won by him, if the scoundrels dare to rush to the top without knowing whether they are alive or dead. So...... An hour later, a bunch of unlucky people with bruised noses and swollen faces, moaning and screaming would be thrown at the entrance of the yamen.

Originally, Yan Rin went out of the palace twice in three days. Everyone was nervous to the extreme. Sort out the security of Yanjing every day. The capital has been tossed so much that it can almost stay closed at night. There were only a few gangsters left who had slipped through the net, and they were all thrown at the door of the yamen.

The people were very happy. But Jing Zhaoyin's face is really a little unsightly. Who doesn't know that the emperor is sweeping up the martial arts forces these days, but at the door of Yanjing, there seem to be so many hooligan gangs...... What are his achievements...... Year-end evaluation......

However, these people who are not on the stage are nothing. Jing Zhaoyin also slandered in his heart at most, and he would never dare to complain.

However, Feng Jinjie is still really talented, and he is all good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the matter of singing the wind and making the moon is difficult for him. Can taste fine wine, can also cook good tea, when the excitement comes, blow a good song and sing a good tune, people are born with a good skin, and the shot is so generous that it scares people to death, not long after entering and leaving the green building, I don't know how many beauties have fallen in love.

Those famous prostitutes and oirans, most of them know the wind boy, and they are proud to have a relationship with him, and when they talk about him when they have nothing to do, they also have a lot of admiration, and there are often people who swear, like the wind boy, and other characters are penniless, and they are also willing to make friends.

When these words came out, they were actually in the land of the capital, and they were praised for a while and became a beautiful talk.

The beautiful talk is the beautiful talk, but those famous prostitutes and Oiran, who don't have a bunch of ministers under the skirt. Those who admire are extremely jealous and hateful of the wind and the festival. The wind is very arrogant and unrestrained, it has only been half a month, and I don't know how many turmoil I have made in order to fight for the wind.

The capital was originally the place with the most evil in the ya, young people looking for fun, who doesn't like to find a beautiful confidant in the green building, young and vigorous, who doesn't like to compare with each other, and as a result, almost all of them are people with backgrounds.

At first, I hit a few wealthy businessmen in the south, and the high-rollers in the north were just that. Later, there was a son-in-law of Shangshudi, a brother-in-law of a scholar, and even the brother of the prime minister, and now......

Yan Rin said with a bitter face: "This morning, Uncle Twelve Emperors came to me with a blue nose and a swollen face......

Speaking of which, his Twelfth Emperor Uncle is not Yan Rin's uncle, and there is an extra layer in the middle. Although he is older, he is younger than Yan Rin. Although that person's position is not particularly noble, but in the end, it is the prince and dragon grandson, the royal bloodline, and it is indeed a little difficult to pull down the face when people are beaten like this.

And, if the momentum continues...... Who should be the next royal relative who will be beaten? One day, if he really commits public anger, a bunch of uncles and uncles will come to make trouble with him, and Yan Rin will also have a big head.

Listening to Yan Rin slowly tell these things, Rong Qian was overjoyed: "How did that county prince get into trouble with him?" ”

"Uncle Twelve Emperors went to Baihualou to have fun, originally to ask the girl in the shade to come to accompany the wine place, who knew that there were guests in the shade, but he never ......came," Yan Rin sighed. It is also common for powerful people to go to the Qinglou and rob the girls who have been set by others, and generally speaking, in the Qinglou, they would rather snub ordinary guests than dare to offend the powerful.

It's a pity, last night Yin Yin wanted to go over to socialize, but he refused to let go of the wind festival that was so drunk. Where did the noble prince of the county suffer such a snub, so he naturally brought his subordinates to the door, and the result can be imagined.

Rong Qian smiled: "You see, although he is arrogant and nonsense, he is also clear about proportion. Although he deliberately causes trouble, refuses to restrain himself, and deliberately provokes others, he never makes the first move, and always wants others to make trouble. ”

Yan Rin sighed, how can you be reasonable in everything these days...... To put it bluntly, he didn't rely on his own requests for him, so he sailed away in the wind.

Rong Qian just chuckled. The Wind Festival was originally a wanton temperament. Before I met Lu Dongli, my favorite thing was to enjoy life to the fullest, to be a beautiful woman with wine, and to have fun. Now in order to help Lu Dongli, he is busy all day long, and he doesn't know how long it has been since he has been so nonsense. Now that I have come to Yan Kingdom, I have nothing else to do except take care of myself, how can I not take this opportunity. Get all the fun back.

As for this kind of excessive swagger, don't ...... It's just love to make Yan Rin a little trouble. The more embarrassed Yan Rin was, the happier he was. Let a group of people gather around Yan Rin to cry and mourn, and look at this emperor. While secretly hating itchy, he has to rack his brains to excuse him, which is indeed a good fun.

This kind of thing. Let's just let the wind make trouble, Rong Qian really doesn't dare to care. Feng Jinjie himself has a lot of opinions about Yan Rin, so it's good to let him be angry, and then let's talk about it. Yan Rin suffers more today, and may be able to avoid tomorrow's catastrophe. Thinking of the last Feng Jinjie using Fang Qingchen to threaten him, Rong Qian secretly chilled. Alas. It's better to believe it. I can't believe it, Fang Fox is a demon

Anyway, in these years, it's really not easy to find a few people among the powerful and powerful people who shouldn't be beaten. Feng Jinjie knows the measure again, even if he beats people to look miserable, he will not really hurt his muscles and bones, not to mention, as long as he makes a move, the other party must have too much.

This kind of thing can be regarded as a small fun and episode in life, so you don't have to take it too seriously. Which important minister is really embarrassed to be jealous of his son and younger brother going to a brothel, and he is aggrieved by Yan Rin? As for the royal relatives of the seven aunts and eight aunts, Yan Rin just couldn't help but listen to their dissatisfaction, and the patience was over, which was not a big trouble.

So in fact, Rong Qian didn't sympathize with Yan Rin very much.

Seeing Rong Qian's schadenfreude and low smile, Yan Rin knew that he couldn't count on him, and he didn't dare to complain about anything, but he just smiled bitterly and pushed Rong Qian to walk slowly in the imperial garden.

It's just a few important ministers in the court, who dare not say it openly if they have hatred, they wipe their feet around the corner, and use all kinds of excuses to find trouble, but they are just a bunch of uncles and uncles, uncles and uncles, who often run around crying and crying, pestering endlessly.

For so many years, everything in the world has been taken care of by Rong Xiang, so he can't cope with such a little trouble.

made up his mind so secretly, he didn't talk about these things anymore, and just casually found some gossip to talk to Rong Qian and laugh.

The flowers and willows beside him are like shade, the blue waves are light and flowing, there are occasional fish jumping on the waves, the cranes are singing among the flowers, and there is a breeze blowing on the face, and the fragrance of flowers is striking people, Rong Qian smiled: "It's better to go out and walk more, and the mood is much more comfortable." There are beautiful scenery everywhere in this world, how can you be bored in the house every day. ”

Yan Rin silently lowered her head and looked at Rong Qian in a daze, her body had become more and more skinny and fragmented in the past month.

Walking, being pushed like this, is it also considered walking?

The world was indeed full of beautiful scenery, but now, all he could see was a small corner of the palace.

He didn't answer for a long time, and Rong Qian smiled: "If you are tired, stop and rest, Your Majesty the Emperor of my land, serving people is not your specialty." ”

Yan Rin remained silent.

Rong Qian turned his head slightly and smiled at him: "Don't worry too much, I'm not getting better, I've never been sick, not to mention that I'm so badly injured, and my recovery is naturally very slow, so you don't have to be too anxious." ”

Yan Rin said softly: "Is the wound of the appearance still painful?" ”

Rong Qian smiled: "It's a lie to say that it doesn't hurt. However, I can sit up now, I can get out of the room, I have the strength to laugh, and I can ......" He raised his hand and patted the back of Yan Rin's hand gently.

"You can ...... like this"

Yan Rin slowly squatted down beside Rong Qian, looked at him face to face, and asked softly: "Rong Xiang always doesn't care about anything, no matter how much he suffers, he always smiles, many times, I don't know, what's wrong with your injury?" When you joke with me, I always wonder if you are suffering a great deal of pain, and you ......."

He asked very carefully: "When do you usually have more pain, and which one of the injuries hurts more ......?"

Rong Qian smiled a little embarrassedly. The question was too difficult to answer because he couldn't articulate it at all.

If he had asked him when he had stopped hurting so much, and where he had less pain on his body, perhaps he would have been able to find one or two to answer......

It's just that I'm really used to it.

Those never-ending pains, as well as the inflammation in the body one after another, I really get used to it, so I don't care.

The pain is painful by him, life has to go on, live happily and sadly, always have to live the same, why not choose to be happy.

He can smile painfully, he can gaze at the people around him gently, he can enjoy life painfully, it's really not far-fetched, it's not acting, it's not fake, he's just ...... Get used to it.

He didn't answer, Yan Rin didn't ask any more, he just suddenly turned the topic back to Feng Jinjie: "Feng Gongzi is a strange person, I once wanted to check his origin and identity, and I also wanted to recruit him to Yan Kingdom." ”

Rong Qian smiled: "Fortunately, you don't, otherwise it would be a waste of effort." ”

Yan Rin also chuckled. In fact, he has always had some suspicions that this Feng Gongzi is Feng Jinjie, but there is no evidence. He also knew that Zhao Guo's Feng Jin Festival was a very talented person, so he did have a heart for it, but after witnessing a series of actions of Feng Jin Festival, he dispelled this idea.

This kind of madness is no matter how talented he is, he doesn't dare to accept it into the imperial court. Otherwise, just to resolve contradictions, resolve disputes, and appease the emotions of his subordinates is enough for him to die of exhaustion.

As for the investigation of the identity of the Wind King Festival, after thinking twice, he still stopped. Generally speaking, this kind of strange person doesn't want anyone to check on him behind his back, he doesn't dare to risk making Feng Jinjie unhappy, and moreover, Feng Jinjie is Rong Qian's friend, out of respect for Rong Qian, he is not good at doing such a thing.

Regardless of whether this Feng Gongzi is a Feng Jin Festival or not, no matter what story he has behind him, to put it bluntly, it has nothing to do with Yan Guo, whether he is talented, resentful, wronged or hateful, whether he is a human being in another life, that is what King Zhao has to worry about. As the king of Yan, he regarded this as a legendary drama, and that's it.

And now, he mentioned the Wind Festival, in fact, just to lead to the latter words.

"Feng Gongzi mentioned his master, it is the most mysterious place in the world, there are the most incredible medical skills in the world, and there are also the most inexplicable rules, he said, if you go to his master, you will be able to completely heal all the injuries, not only in good health, but also in martial arts, is this true?"

Rong Qian sighed softly: "Yes, he is my good friend, and I know his origin and background, his master is indeed a place with such magical powers, but I also made a promise to his master that I would not reveal their secrets to the world." ”

"It's okay, if you can't say it, don't say it." Yan Rin said softly: "I have understood that there are many things in the world that cannot be said, and they should not be too forced. ”

He lowered his head, leaned over, and slowly put his head on Rong Qian's lap very lightly and carefully, and then closed his eyes gently, without saying a word or moving.

His fragile and envious posture made Rong Qian's heart soft and sad, and he gently stretched out his hand, slowly stroked his long hair, and stroked his forehead, eyebrows and eyes.

Yan Rin closed his eyes, quietly felt the softness of his fingers, the warmth of his fingertips, and finally said calmly: "Rongxiang, in two months, you can go with him." ”