Just a simple conversation made Zhu Yunxi let go of his hostility towards Zhu Yunxi, and at the same time made him feel that he was too villainous and had to jump into the circle of seizing the reserve.

The nobles at the scene were also quite resentful of Zhu Yunwen, but now, they are all relieved.

Probably only Zhang Lu is still relatively sober, he thinks that these are all deliberately played by Zhu Yunwen for people to see, but because his heart is not black enough, and at the same time he wants to win people's hearts.

Because Zhang Yun went to Zhu Yunwen at the beginning, he hoped that Zhu Yunwen could intercede for Xie Cheng and Xie Wen'an's father and son, after all, Xie Wenan was also on Zhu Yunwen's side at that time.

But Zhu Yunwen only responded with indifference.

Zhang Zhen didn't pierce Zhu Yunwen, if he really did, I'm afraid everyone here would die.

Zhang Zhen arched his hand towards Zhu Yunwen and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for coming here to see you off, we are still in a hurry, so let's say goodbye."

Zhu Yunwen nodded and said, "I won't be far away, with this wine, I wish you all a smooth journey."

Zhu Yunwen said, raised a wine glass, raised it to everyone, and drank it in one gulp.

Everyone also returned the salute to Zhu Yunwen.

Zhu Yunwen put down the wine glass and said, "Zhang Yun, you can stay and talk to me first."

As soon as these words fell, the thousand-faced man and Lin Ling stood directly by Zhang Ling's side, they were worried about Zhang Ling's safety, Jiang Zhen had told the thousand-faced man to let him protect Zhang Ling, and Lin Ling felt that Zhu Yunwen was not a good person simply by feeling.

The convoy is not far from Jinling City at the moment, and there will be any danger if this road is not even, so the convoy still needs someone to escort it, and aside from Zhang Ling, it belongs to the Thousand Faces and Lin Ling's martial arts are the highest.

So Zhang Zhen shook his head lightly at the two of them, and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine, the most important thing now is to escort everyone to Ruchang, you go ahead first, I will chase you later, please."

The Thousand-Faced Man and Lin Ling glanced at each other, nodded at Zhang Ling, and continued to escort the convoy forward.

They know that their martial arts are not as good as Zhang Zhen, if Zhu Yunwen really has any bad intentions, they can't say here that they will become a burden to Zhang Zhen.

Seeing that the convoy was gradually moving away, Zhang Yan arched his hand towards Zhu Yunwen and said, "I wonder what His Highness wants to say?"

Zhu Yunwen turned sideways and said, "Let's go into the pavilion and talk about it."

Zhang Zhen didn't say anything, and went directly into the pavilion.

Zhu Yunwen removed the piano and poured two glasses of wine on the stone table in the pavilion, and then said, "Now that there are no outsiders here, Brother Lu doesn't need to call me His Royal Highness, let's call me Yunwen as before."

Zhang Yu said: "In the past, it was young and ignorant that he would call His Highness by his name, not to mention that His Highness is now the prince."

Zhu Yunwen smiled and shook his head, "Why did Brother Zhen become so pedantic?"

Zhang Zhen said, "Mr. Zicheng has taught that etiquette cannot be abolished."

Zhu Yunwen smiled, drank all the wine in front of him, and when he put down the glass, the smile on his face was gone, and he said in a calm voice: "Brother Zhen, you wouldn't have listened to Mr. Zicheng like this when you were in the James Mansion before, Mr. Zicheng also said that you want to be loyal to the monarch, and now that I am the prince, you can do it?"

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Zhang Yu glanced at Zhu Yunwen, drank the wine in front of him, and then said, "Your Highness just wanted to kill everyone, but I can't do this."

Zhu Yunwen snorted coldly and said, "But even if Brother Lu doesn't want to do it himself, he shouldn't hurt me, if you didn't speak just now, they would definitely be angry and attack me, at that time, I have a reason to kill them, everyone in the world knows about it, and I won't say that I don't miss the old feelings."

Zhang Zhen raised his eyes and looked at Zhu Yunwen, and said: "If it is Your Majesty, if you want to kill them all, I am afraid that you will do it directly, but Your Highness, you care too much about your face, you want to kill them, and you don't want to be criticized, this kind of behavior of being a *** and setting up a memorial arch is really not good."

Hearing this, Zhu Yunwen directly smashed the wine glass in his hand, and he pointed at Zhang Lu angrily and said, "Brother Lu, in your eyes, I am

Is that so? You think I care about my face? I ambushed 500 soldiers in the forest, and there are also Grandpa Jia and Grandma Sun here, if I suddenly attack, they will not escape one person, I will destroy the corpse, who will peck me in this world?"

Zhang Zhen didn't speak, but poured himself another glass of wine.

Zhu Yunwen pointed to the distant convoy and continued: "Brother Gong, you should know that as long as they are here, it will be an unstable factor in the Ming Dynasty, and for the sake of the Ming Dynasty, I should be the killer. If you weren't among them, they wouldn't have a living mouth today, and I tell you, what I care about is not face, what I care about is the world, and I care more about the brotherhood between you and me!"

The wine glass in Zhang Lu's hand was fixed in mid-air, and the wine in the cup did not reach his throat in the end, he sighed lightly and slowly put the wine glass down.

Why doesn't he understand the truth that Zhu Yunwen said? But he has never been able to do anything to innocent people, which is his bottom line.

Zhang Yu got up, arched his hand towards Zhu Yunwen, and said, "It's not too early, and I won't disturb Your Highness."

Zhang Lu turned around and wanted to leave, but he heard Zhu Yunwen say: "Brother Rong, you are intelligent, capable, and willing to speak up for the poor people in the world, you should be a good official, I promise you, I will let Zhu Yunxi and those noble families go, you stay, help me complete a great cause, and achieve a good story of monarchs and ministers."

If these words had been put in the past, maybe Zhang Lu would have agreed.

But now he has seen too many deceits, and has witnessed too many heads falling to the ground, his heart has long been tired of it, he knows that the court is not suitable for him, and the hustle and bustle of Jinling City is also incompatible with himself.

Zhang Zhen didn't answer, but asked Zhu Yunwen, "Do you have a pen and paper?"

Zhu Yunwen's preparation seemed to be very complete, he took out the pen and paper, and personally polished the ink for Zhang Yunwen.

Zhang Zhen picked up the brush in a strange posture, dipped it in ink, and then turned around and wrote something on the paper.

After writing, he blew hard again, and then folded the paper and handed it to Zhu Yunwen.

Zhu Yunwen was puzzled and asked, "What is this?"

Zhang Zhen replied: "You have said that I am talented, this is the tip I left for you, officialdom is really not suitable for me, and Daming is so big, I want to go and see it."

Zhu Yunwen took the bag, he knew that Zhang Lu had made up his mind, so he did not keep it anymore, but promised: "Brother Gong, if you want to come back when you want, you will definitely become my humerus."

Zhang Zhen nodded, "Thank you."

Zhu Yunwen sent Zhang Zhen out of the pavilion, and gave Zhang Zhen a BMW.

When Zhang Zhen walked away, Zhu Yunwen opened the bag written by Zhang Yuan, and saw that it was written: Be careful of King Yan.

Zhu Yunwen smiled slightly, shook his head and said to himself, "The word Brother is still as ugly as before."

After saying that, he took the bag into his arms.

After doing this, he became a high prince again, and he gave the order: "Let's go, let's go back to Jinling."

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of armor soldiers came out of the forest next to the official road, and they put ropes on the pillars of the pavilion, and with only a little force, the pavilion was dismantled.

By the time everyone had removed, the pavilion was long gone, as if it had never been there.

Night rivers and lakes.

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