King of Jin, the only king with a different surname in the Great Xia Dynasty.

Although he is a king with a different surname, he is also a king, and the weight of one throne is enough to overthrow several states and counties, and no official dares to compete with the prince because they belong to the royal family.

The palace house temporarily built on the construction site does not have the magnificent momentum of the Jin palace at all, the blue bricks and tiles appear much more elegant, and a few colorful purple bamboos in the yard may be the reason for the lack of water, and the leaves are a little scattered.

The furnishings in the parlor were also much more shabby, even shabby. On the incense table opposite the door is a pair of blue and white plum vases, except for the necessary tables and chairs, and tea sets for guests, there are almost no superfluous things in the room, and the whole room glows with a gray and elegant tone.

It's hard to believe that this is the meeting room of the prince of Jin, and it's even harder to believe that this is the meeting room of Pan Xilin, who was once dashing and debauched and unruly.

In just one year, King Pangeng of Jin seems to have aged a lot.

With a rickety waist and an extra bamboo cane in his hand, he is slightly leaning on the high-backed chair on the right side of the incense case at the moment.

Pan Xilin sat calmly on the circle chair on the left hand side below, the incense case and the square table next to the circle chair, the tea cup was already cold, and the father and son had been sitting for a long time.

King Pan Geng's heart was like ashes, and his gloomy face was full of loneliness after complete disappointment.

"It is impossible to be buried in the north. Pan Geng said leisurely: "Leave me a pit in the ancestral land of Huizhou." ”

Lin'an, Huizhou is the place where the Pan clan originated, and there are some poor distant relatives who have long been cut off from the Jin Dynasty.

After his father said this, Pan Xilin's right hand holding the circle chair tightened, but his face was still calm. He knew what his father meant.

There are a total of four people who are qualified to inherit the throne, but the forces on the surface are divided into two factions. In such a political situation, no one wants a prince with a different surname to get in the way.

Since the founding of Great Xia, there have been too many royal families who have been stripped of their thrones for various reasons, and one of them is the natural decline. Politics is like that, as long as you lose influence on the situation, no one wants to play with you anymore.

And the two most important factors that the Jin Wangfu has maintained its influence for a long time are disappearing little by little. One is military exploits, but Pan Geng is close to the age of sixtieth, and the court does not seem to have the intention ......of using him at all; Now nine times out of ten, it has smashed into Sendai East Castle.

In short, Pan Geng's meaning is: the throne is passed to his generation, and I am afraid that it will be broken. He no longer had the luxury of being able to be buried in the imperial mausoleum of Yingdu as a prince and nobleman after his death.

This is a very sad thing, the title that my ancestors have fought hard for generations has been buried silently. Sometimes the old King of Jin even wants to gather thousands of families, mention the horse chopping knife of the year, and die desperately in the northern Xinjiang, which is better than this hopeless consumption and slowly bury the foundation of the Jin Palace.

"Dad, don't worry, what we have lost, I will regain it again. Pan Xilin said calmly.

"Take it back, double it. Pan Geng raised his head, looked at the simple roof, and said dreamily.

"Just those doormen who forget their righteousness for profit?Just the little savings in the silver cellar of the Silver Courtyard?Just rely on your weak body and bones?!"

Pan Geng looked at his son, who had changed a lot, and the more he talked, the more excited he became, and his gray beard trembled.

If it had been left in the past, Pan Geng would probably have scolded a few words, and even directly taught this rebellious son a lesson, but Pan Xilin's recent changes made him unable to make such a move again.

Today's son is no longer the original gentleman, calm and free temperament, like an old man who has experienced the world, and no one seems to be allowed to refute any decision.

Even Pan Geng would never have thought that his son would have such a change.

Pan Xilin's calm demeanor and calm expression showed that he had thought about it a lot, and even probably thought about it a lot, but he didn't want to say it.

"Forget it, I don't care, it's up to you to toss. This family background, you just turn it upside down, I admit it!" Pan Geng trembled down from the high-backed chair.

Pan Xilin hurriedly got up and took a few steps forward, wanting to help his father, but the old Jin King dropped his sleeves and walked away quickly with a cane angrily.

Looking at his father's stumbling background, Pan Xilin did not speak, his lips were a little tight, and his straight sword eyebrows moved slightly.

There was a sound of footsteps in the hall, and the scribe who had been on the gatehouse of the mansion came up, shaking the folding fan in his hand and looking at ease and calm on his face.

"Your Highness, Xu Feng asks to see you. ”

Pan Xilin was slightly stunned, and a smile finally appeared on his calm face. "Please!"

As soon as Pan Xilin's voice landed, Xu Feng and Li Ke came in one after the other.

Many years later, Xu Feng still clearly remembered the scene of this meeting, and what shocked him the most was Pan Xilin's appearance.

In Xu Feng's memory, Pan Xilin is still the handsome and handsome son, the dream Langjun of countless ladies, and he was really taken aback when he saw it today.

The thick black hair was meticulously combed upwards and tied into a bun on the top of the head, perhaps because of the hard work, the temples of the young man turned a little pale.

The already handsome facial features, coupled with the sun-tanned complexion, appear to be extremely refined, and what is even more rare is that under this refinement, there is a surprising calmness, and the calm contains a fearless bearing.

The white hair with a few sideburns did not add a bit of wind and frost to Panxilin, and it was lined with a fearless bearing, but exuded a natural majesty. In people of this age, there is a majesty that never appears.

The first word that Xu Feng thought of was - Long Wei.

"You've changed, you're getting old. Xu Feng said with a smile on his face.

With the change of Panxilin, no one had ever spoken so directly in front of him, such a conversation, such a tone, only a long time ago when the eagle was flying.

"You haven't changed at all. Pan Xilin smiled and said.

While speaking, Xu Feng and Li Ke sat down, and Pan Xilin and the scribe with a folding fan sat left and right to accompany him.

Xu Feng took out a dragon-shaped jade pendant, put it on the table, and said, "This is yours, and now the thing is returned to its original owner." ”

With a look of memory, Pan Xilin picked up the jade pendant and groped repeatedly, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

This jade pendant is the plaything he has carried with him for more than 20 years, and it is also the most cherished thing he used to have.

At the beginning, Xu Feng had just entered the Burning Star Tower and begged for calligraphy and painting to bribe Gu Nara, but he was the one who exchanged this thing for calligraphy and painting, but he didn't expect Xu Feng to find it back.

"Xu Feng, should we continue?" Pan Xilin seemed to be indulging in the memories of the past, rubbing the dragon-shaped jade pendant in his hand, and suddenly asked.

Dongcheng, the most important question that had been pressed in his heart for a long time, was asked casually in this way.

The scribe sitting next to him, who was gently shaking the folding fan, suddenly stopped, and thought to himself: As a leader, as a prince, this kind of disturbing question is suffocated in the heart, and it should not be spoken. The prince probably won't make such a mistake, which can only show that His Royal Highness the prince attaches enough importance to the young man in front of him and trusts him enough.

Xu Feng's expression became serious, looked at the few people seated, and said, "Of course, we must continue to do it until the day when the time comes." ”

"The time has come. Pan Xilin repeated, as if he didn't understand what Xu Feng meant when he said that the time was coming.

The folding fan in the scribe's hand stopped completely, and the shocked expression on his face could no longer be concealed.

Xu Feng suddenly smiled: "Heavenly Opportunity naturally wants to stay in the sky, His Royal Highness the Prince wants to seek the well-being of the people of Sendai, of course, he has to look at the will of heaven to raise the people." ”

The color on Pan Xilin's face changed slightly, and he quickly returned to normal.

Xu Feng continued: "No matter who is an official, no matter who is the king, an official who can support the people is a good official, and a prince who can sympathize with the people is a good prince. As for whether the official can be done or not, whether the sky will fall or not, is a later story, and it is also a gas number. ”

Pan Xilin was silent for a long time, and then raised his head, his eyes flashing with a terrifying light, in the slightly dark hall, like two burning flames.

"How long?" said Pancilin.

"How much savings do we have?" Xu Feng said.

Pansilin turned his gaze to the scribe.

Ji Fang glanced at Xu Feng and Li Ke with his residual vision, and met the master's searching gaze, which was flickering.

"Straight to the point. "Panxi Lindao.

"More than 467,000. Ji Fang said.

Pan Xilin turned his head to look at Xu Feng, he knew that Xu Feng was also a great arithmetic who alarmed Sendai, and he had a lot of experience in the way of helping the people through the world.

"It's enough to last for a year, and within a year, there will be great changes. Xu Feng said.

Ji Fang looked at this eloquent young man, and his heart was shocked again.

Why did he make such a conclusion, he was good at face-to-face, so he dared to conclude that he didn't have to worry about eating and drinking in the troubled times with the son, and he didn't expect that this son would directly push the son of the world into a more dangerous situation.

Xu Feng, Pan Xilin, Ji Fang, and the three of them played a dumb riddle-like dialogue, and Li Ke only felt a headache when he listened, but he also faintly felt the solemnity of the atmosphere in the hall.

"Childe, but that Xu Feng from the Burning Star Tower?" Ji Fang asked suddenly.

"Yes, Xu is the number one villain in Lingnan. Xu Feng smiled heartily.

Ji Fang had a suddenly realized expression on his face, and said politely: "No wonder, no wonder." ”

The important words have been said, Xu Feng raised his eyes and looked at the plaque on the hall, on which were the two big characters "Jishi", and thought in his heart: My Xu Feng's name has spread to the north, but it is a pity that it is notorious.