While the two were talking, a blue-collar worker came out of the prince's tent, looked around for a while, and then walked straight to this side.

But the prince wanted to see Jia Lian.

The tragic image of Huang Qi is vivid, Wu Yong, who was originally watching the excitement, suddenly couldn't laugh, and watched Jia Lian and the blue-collar workers enter the prince's tent, his eyes were slightly sunken.

Jia Lian entered the house here, only to feel that the light was dim, and then raised his eyes and saw the prince sitting behind the main case.

The prince had already changed his clothes, freshened up and put on his hair crown again, and when he saw Jia Lian, he only asked him to come and sit.

"Jia Lian, do you have words?" The prince asked first.

The Jia family is not an ancient, and the second is from the military, where did the Jia family come from, Jia Lian only saw Jia Zheng in the second room and Jia Jing, the eldest man next door, and loved to hang his own words on his lips.

After thinking about it, Jia Lian said: "If the prince wants to call, just call Zhishen." ”

"Zhishen... The ideology is acceptable. ”

The prince groaned for a moment, shook his head, and smiled, but the word 'Zhishen' and Jia Lian's surname were connected.

The prince pointed at Jia Lian again and said, "Zhishen, Zhishen, what should you tell me to say, I was a little impulsive." Just before the public, everyone moved in front of everyone, otherwise, if I report that the eighth brother died in the chaos, wouldn't it be a hundred times stronger than at this time? ”

"Also, Lao Zongzheng is upright, so if he sees this, how can I easily rescue you?"

The prince said something eloquently at this time, how could he still see Fang Cai crying next to the corpse of the eighth prince and grabbing the ground.

……

In one day, the emperor's tomb caught fire, the eight princes and the ten princes fell, and the prince was really busy.

Before he could say a few words to Jia Lian, Lao Zongzheng opened the curtain of the tent and came in, and he wrote a piece of music to be sent back to Beijing with the prince.

Seeing this, the prince called the blue tie Jia Lian out, and he himself got up to greet Lao Zongzheng.

Lao Zongzheng met Jia Lian head-on, looked up and down, and said, "Jia Lian, you can do it yourself...... No matter what, you saved the lives of the old man and the prince, and this matter can't be offset by leisure. ”

Jia Lian arched his hand and walked out of the tent.

Led by the blue collar, Jia Lian walked out of the prince's tent and then transferred to a side tent in the camp.

The blue-collar said: "These days, please also ask the capital division to live here, the food is sent by someone, and the capital division is indispensable, as for the official affairs of the capital division, please also handle it here, I can make a pen paste for the capital division." ”

No matter how powerful the prince's East Palace is, on the bright side, there is no way to deal with Jia Lian, a fourth-grade official of the imperial court, at this time, everything still needs to wait for the court to decide.

Before that, of course, Jia Lian was still the capital of the Shenji Battalion, just as Huang Qi was still the head of the mausoleum guard at this time, but the stove in his place was already cold, and no one dared to burn the fire again.

Since the blue-collar workers said this, Jia Lian didn't understand what politeness was, so he immediately asked him to go to the place where the Shenji Battalion of his headquarters was stationed, and Huang Xin, the head of the teaching camp, temporarily took over the powers and responsibilities of the chief officer there.

When the blue-collar workers heard this, they bowed their hands and went down.

Jia Lian stayed in this partial account for a while, and suddenly smelled the smell of food, and looked up, but it was Wu who came over with a tray in one hand.

The two of them didn't need to see each other at all, and immediately sat down on both sides of a table.

Wu Yong set the dishes and said with a smile: "The prince values his brother. ”

The food on both sides was intercepted by Wu Yong in the room, and Jia Lian's side was obviously much heavier.

Jia Lian first generously took out the dishes from the tray and taught them to share them together, and then after a little thought, he remembered the conversation in the prince's tent just now, and couldn't help but say: "I'm afraid so, the prince wants to win me over?" ”

It's just that those things are too far away, and the prince's words have not been said for a day, and no one can guess it.

Wu Yong ate half a bowl of soup, and finally said: "Brother, you don't care what happens to killing the Eighth Prince, the means are still a little reckless, seeing that Lao Zong is about to condemn that guy and bring it back here." Wouldn't it be better to burn him slowly at that time? ”

The prince also said this just now.

Jia Lian couldn't stop shaking his head at this moment, and said, "As soon as I came, the anger was surging at that time, and it was really difficult to hold back. Second, if the Eighth Emperor was let go at that time, the court would only give him a cup of Heding Red after that, and engage in 'hidden punishment' of Laoshizi, or the emperor simply cherished his son and did not kill him, but was only demoted to the common people. At that time, won't my tone become more and more unpleasant? It's better to have a good time at the time. ”

"Also, I'm not a dull person, how could I let the Jia family be shackled because of this incident, and there will be no one to visit the prison and deliver food."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Jia Lian's mouth, and he said to Wu Yong: "When I commit something, I am sure that I am there." ”

"At the beginning, I just went south, the situation was unknown, I only felt that Huang Qi's guy was quite suspicious, and the eighth prince opened his eyes for Huang Qi, so I felt that there was a secret in this...... Later, in the low mountain, I met the crown prince and Lao Zongzheng, although they did not say it, but they already determined that the eighth prince was guilty. ”

"You also know what the old Zongzheng style is. With him in charge, the eight princes who burned the imperial tomb were killed, and at most I was personally demoted afterwards. Besides, maybe the emperor will have to applaud when he sees me kill this rebel..."

Speaking of the last sentence, Jia Lian and Wu Yong laughed out loud.

Suddenly, the curtain at the door was opened, and the two of them were so shocked that they closed their voices together, and the two pairs of tricks looked at them viciously.

But it was the blue-collar worker in front of the prince who walked in, with no expression on his face. Jia Lian's words about asking him to bring it to the headquarters of the Shenji Camp have already been brought, and he also brought two people over.

After the two followed the blue-collar workers, it was Jia Lian's milk brothers, Zhao Tianliang and Zhao Tiandong.

It turned out that this blue-collar saw that Jia Lian was really calling him, and he heard about Zhao Tianliang and Zhao Tiandong in the Shenji camp in the past, so he hurriedly brought the two of them to Jia Lian to summon him, so that he could get out.

"Second Master!"

Zhao Tianliang and Zhao Tiandong shouted in unison, their faces were filled with unconcealed sorrow, Jia Lian killed the Eighth Prince and was ordered by the prince to be silenced, and they only knew that Jia Lian had committed something and was placed under house arrest by the prince.

went to save the East Palace, and when he came back, he was locked up, and this master was also whining.

"Why do you look like this, as if you haven't seen it in years." Jia Lian said.

"Second master..."After the blue-collar workers in front of the prince left, Zhao Tianliang stepped forward and persuaded in a low voice: "I have heard that you led the soldiers and horses of the external Shenji battalion to save the prince, and the credit is great." At this time, if you mess with the prince, you might as well apologize, what can't you do......"

Zhao Tianliang and Zhao Tiandong both knew Jia Lian's current temper, and thought that he had screwed His Royal Highness the Prince.

"Haha...... This really can't be passed easily. Wu Yong listened to it and laughed.

"Master Wu, you..."Zhao Tianliang and Zhao Tiandong were suddenly a little dissatisfied, why did this guy's elbow turn out.

Jia Lian also couldn't cry or laugh, and scolded him, telling the two brothers to sneak out to guard the door, don't worry about other things, and they will be indispensable when they return home to reward silver in the future.

Someone broke into the door just now, and Jia Lian only felt that when he was shot by the Eighth Prince, he had never been so frightened.