After Zhao Bingyu showed a foolish smile for the sixty-eighth time, Jin Jiaojiao couldn't bear to cover his smiling Jiuquan face with a white cloth.

The doctor was giving him a needle, and he had no residual poison in his body, and he needed to undergo three consecutive days of medicinal baths and acupuncture. Zhao Bingyu had silver needles on his head, hands and feet, like a large mutated hedgehog corpse lying flat on the couch.

Because he couldn't move, he used his mouth to blow the white cloth on his face, and he couldn't use too much force, otherwise the silver needle would go to the acupuncture.

Zhao Bingyu muttered dissatisfiedly, his voice looked urned through the fabric, "Help, my wife murdered her husband." ”

An An was pounding medicine with Xi'er on the side of the bookcase, and when they heard this, Qi Qi looked at him and shook his head in unison to retract his gaze, Zhao Bingyu's wife was long for a while, and his wife was short for a while, and it was difficult for them to get used to it.

His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince has not turned black and gloomy after experiencing a dark childhood, and he can still grow into such a lively and cheerful person as he is now, and the sunshine is kind-hearted, and the real person of Chisong has contributed a lot.

"Jia Ming" Jin Jiaojiao's voice was cold, "We haven't gotten married yet, please don't call so affectionately all day long." ”

"But we're going to get married in a few days, so why not change our words now, lest we have a mouthful. I know that Bianjing calls his other half a lady, madam, but in our place, he calls his wife.

"Wife and wife, when you are old, you are a mother-in-law."

"Wife, don't call me by name, it's a lot of life." Zhao Bingyu's mouth paused, and his laughter was hearty, "Just call me Ah Yu, my nickname is Ah Yu, isn't it very good." ”

"There are so many silver needles on my head, and my mouth can't stop and stop." Jin Jiaojiao said helplessly: "Which Yu?" Isn't your nickname the Losing Boy? ”

Zhao Bingyu directly ignored Jin Jiaojiao's teasing of him, and replied: "It's Huo Hitachi that Yu, my wife helps me take off the things on my face, I'm about to die." ”

"Then you're going to die." That being said, Jin Jiaojiao still took the white cloth aside as she said.

Zhao Bingyu winked at her, "How is it, isn't it very good, that's what my master called me." ”

Jin Jiaojiao was a little surprised, "You still have a master?" ”

"That's right, my master Chisong is the best in the world in real martial arts, and I am his last closed disciple." Zhao Bingyu was very proud of his mentor.

"But the real people of Chisong in Jinhuaguan, Zhejiang?"

Zhao Bingyu didn't expect Jin Jiaojiao to know her master, and she wanted to sit up excitedly, but she was pressed back by the doctor who applied the needle.

"You know my master? Have you ever seen a tutor? ”

Jin Jiaojiao said: "We met when I was a child, when I was about nine years old, when my father was in business in Hangzhou, and I had a deal with him. ”

Zhao Bingyu frowned, and a bad memory flashed in his mind, when he was first sent to Hangzhou, he was bullied and molested by a barbaric girl, causing him to show some chastity.

"But I heard that he has traveled abroad in the past two years, and he returned to the Taoist temple not long ago."

Zhao Bingyu was taken aback, "Have you returned to the Taoist Temple?" ”

Jin Jiaojiao looked at him strangely, "Yes, I heard that a three- or four-year-old child was brought back, aren't you his closed disciple, looking at your expression, it seems that you don't know anything about your master?" ”

Zhao Bingyu carried his face, he returned to Bianjing to take advantage of Chisong Zhenrenyunyou to sneak away, where to know his whereabouts.

If Chisong Zhenren returns to Jinhuaguan and finds that he is gone, he will definitely send a message to the palace, and he will be finished at that time! Zhao Bingyu guessed in horror that maybe his father and mother would already know about his unauthorized departure by now.

"But your master's back door is not very tight, I heard that he will accept this young child as a closed disciple after a while. Congratulations, you're going to have a little junior brother. ”

Zhao Bingyu was anxious and replied perfunctorily: "Yes, yes...... I haven't had much contact with my master since I left him, and I haven't visited his old man for a long time, so information is inevitably blocked. ”

"It's still my wife's magical powers, and I can even hear the news of my master." Zhao Bingyu yawned and glanced at An An, who was busy eye-to-eyeing with Xi'er and did not receive a signal for help from His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince.

Jin Jiaojiao likes others to flatter her, and her tone is a pride that can't be concealed.

"What's so difficult about that, my Jin family's business is all over the world, and there are naturally many ways to hear the news."

"By the way, the fact that you and I got married was in a hurry, and you didn't say that you still had a master before, and now if you send a message, I'm afraid he won't be able to drink your and my wedding wine."

Zhao Bingyu thought to himself: Fortunately, I can't catch up, but if I can catch up a little, I'm afraid this marriage will be cold.

"It's okay, just go and visit his old man in the future."

Jin Jiaojiao agreed: "That's right, anyway, when the happy event is over, why should we go back to our hometown in Yangzhou to visit my grandfather and grandmother, and then turn around and go to Hangzhou, maybe I can catch up with your little brother's apprenticeship." ”

The journey was far away, and Jin Jiaojiao didn't want to tire the two old people who came all the way to attend her wedding banquet, so she temporarily decided to take Zhao Bingyu to Yangzhou to give the two of them a palm.

How dare Zhao Bingyu let Chisong Zhenren know the news that he got married before the weak crown, let alone bring Jin Jiaojiao to visit. On the surface, she accepted Jin Jiaojiao, but in her heart, she thought that she must think of a way to fool both sides when the time comes.

Among all the disciples of Chisong Zhenren, Zhao Bingyu was the most outstanding one, and it was also the one that gave him the most headaches. There is no other reason, Zhao Bingyu is really good at gambling, and he has not changed his teachings. He has a strong desire for gambling and money, even to the point of obsession.

It's like a perfect sculpture, but the carver accidentally made an extra cut on it, and the artwork became a defective product.

After the doctor finished administering the needle, Jin Jiaojiao saw Zhao Bingyu yawning all day, looking empty and sleepy, and told him to rest for a good life, so she left the side hospital with Xi'er.

As soon as Jin Jiaojiao left, Zhao Bingyu immediately jumped up from the bed like a corpse, and he planned to go to his uncle Liu Yeping's house to listen to the news.

An An stayed at Jin's house to cover up, Zhao Bingyu flew up to the eaves in black clothes, and when he stepped over the tiles quickly, he did not alarm the people passing by under the eaves, which shows the depth of his kung fu, and soon his ghostly figure melted into the night and disappeared.

The noble son, who was weak and couldn't take care of himself one second, began to fly the eaves and walk the wall the next second, so this is the advantage of being young.

Although Liu's Mansion is an official residence and is heavily guarded, Zhao Bingyu still infiltrated the inner courtyard without much effort, which shows that he hid a lot of strength from the previous fight with the Qianjintai thugs.

In his childhood memories, only his uncle and cousin treated him kindly, but Concubine Liu Guifei detained him so tightly that he only came to Liu's Mansion to play once or twice. Zhao Bingyu relied on that little memory to touch the location of Liu Yeping's study.

The light was on in the study, and there were two tall figures in the room. Zhao Bingyu flipped from the wooden beam to the roof of the house, softly uncovered a few tiles, and the cat could see two men talking in the study.

The young one looked twenty-four or five, thoughtful in appearance, and gentle in speech and manners; The older one, forty-six or seventeen, is not dignified, and at first glance he is a model of a righteous and upright official. The facial features of the two are similar, and it is clear at a glance that it is a father-son relationship.

It was Liu Yeping and Liu Xuanhe.

The father and son were discussing matters related to the Jin family, and Zhao Bingyu didn't expect his uncle to have a relationship with the Jin family, so he listened carefully.

Liu Yeping's voice came from below, "I have seen that girl from the Jin family, she was born to be generous, I heard that she and Yan Huaizhen of the Hanlin Academy canceled the marriage contract, and I was really happy for my father, but I didn't expect that it was only a few months later, and I actually made a marriage contract again." ”

Liu Xuanhe asked Liu Yeping puzzled: "Isn't Miss Jin's engagement a happy event, why is my father unhappy?" ”

Liu Yeping sighed and said regretfully: "Where do you start with this, you and the pearl of the Jin family actually had a baby kiss, if it wasn't for that incident later, maybe the two of you would have tied the knot a long time ago." ”

Liu Xuanhe and Zhao Bingyu on the roof were a little surprised, baby kiss?

Liu Yeping continued: "Now that your mourning period has expired, I originally planned to let you go to the Jin family to propose marriage, firstly, your marriage has always been a matter of my heart, and secondly, if the two families are fortunate enough to marry, maybe my more than ten years of grievances with that Jin Wen can be resolved in one day." Who would have thought that someone was still one step faster, it seems that the two of you are destined to have no fate. ”

Of course, Liu Yeping couldn't imagine that the person in his mouth was his own nephew.

Since Liu Xuanhe entered the court as an official in high school, he has been busy with court affairs and has no intention of having children's private affairs, and then because of his mother's death, he was in mourning, and his marriage was delayed. He himself did not have any prejudice against Shang Jia, but he didn't expect his father to be willing to let him marry Shang Jia's daughter, and his attitude even meant to tie up the Jin family.

"Father, what grievances do you have with the Jin family? How come the child has never heard you mention it? ”

"It's all old things." Liu Ye waved his hand, reluctant to say more.

"You ask the butler to prepare a generous gift and send it to the Jin Mansion in your name, and congratulate his daughter on her new marriage. If it were in my name, with his foul temper, he would probably have to return the gift. ”

Although Liu Xuanhe was puzzled in his heart, he didn't want to ask again, so he obeyed Liu Yeping's instructions.

The two chatted intermittently about the recent government and several princes.

Queen Xiao Shi has no children under her knees, and several princes are not descendants, so the position of the East Palace has been vacant. Recently, a group of ministers have jointly signed a petition asking His Majesty to appoint the crown prince as soon as possible, and there is also an open and secret struggle between the princes, and many officials in the DPRK and China have begun to stand silently.

Zhao Bingyu has no interest in this matter, the battle for the heir has nothing to do with him, let alone the position of the crown prince, who likes to do it among his intelligent imperial brothers.

"Father, don't worry, I am Your Majesty's courtier, and I only assist Your Majesty, and the people next to me have nothing to do with my Liu family." Liu Xuanhe said with a righteous face.

Liu Yeping nodded appreciatively, his son has never had to worry about himself, looking at Liu Xuanhe, who was already Zhilan Yushu, he couldn't help but think of his nephew who was thousands of miles away, and said worriedly: "I don't know what happened to His Royal Highness the Seventh now?" ”

I haven't seen him for ten years, looking at Liu Yeping's worried face under the light, and the white hair faintly appearing between the strands of hair, Zhao Bingyu really wants to go down to reunite with his relatives now, and finally reason prevails over emotion, he knows that now is not the time.

"Your Royal Highness Jiren has his own heavenly appearance, and he will be safe and sound, and besides, His Royal Highness will not send a letter to his aunt every month to report his safety, so my father can rest assured, and in two years, His Royal Highness will return to Beijing in a righteous manner." Liu Xuanhe comforted.

Sending a message every month to report safety? Sure enough, someone was secretly making trouble, Zhao Bingyu clenched his ten fingers into a fist, he hadn't written a letter to the palace for a year, how could there be a message every month!

It seems that over the years, whether it is the letter sent back to the capital from Hangzhou or the letter from his mother from the palace, it has been cut off halfway, or even transferred.

Who is so deliberately targeting him, the prince who is not favored by the outside? Zhao Bingyu frowned, and suddenly thought of one person—the national teacher was unknown.

This person took great pains to design and send him out of the imperial city, and even harbled him with bad words to hinder the country, when he was a child, he was ignorant and ignorant, thinking that he was really a broom star, and later he had a master to know that this nameless talk was pure nonsense.

has hated the person who abused him since he was a child, who else can there be besides the queen, and it is not difficult to guess the master behind this nameless dog. Anyway, he has secretly returned to Bianjing now, and he doesn't have to worry about finding evidence that they murdered him back then.

Zhao Bingyu closed the tiles and quietly left Liu's mansion.