Zhao Chen stood at the gate of Dali Temple, watched the carriage of the Jin Wangfu go away, turned a corner, and disappeared completely.

Wei Xiao stood behind Zhao Chen, hesitated again and again, and finally spoke, "Prince, in fact, you can check the preferences of the county lord, and you can do what you like."

If you show favor to a girl, you should do what she likes, but the prince has to give her a pot of flowers that the county lord doesn't like, which is really incomprehensible.

You yourself are like a jewel to the green clouds, but it doesn't mean that other girls will be moved by your sincerity!

Zhao Chen said lightly, "No need."

He knew what she liked.

The guards led the horse over, and Zhao Chen got on the horse, "Go to the Jin Palace."

Wei Xiao was stunned, Jin Wangfu?

Do you really want to explain to King Jin?

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Jin Wangfu.

The purple bamboo is Xiao Xiao, the sun is mottled, and the sound of the piano is loud and killing.

Bamboo leaves, each bamboo leaf, is like a murderous knife, revealing a dignified murderous aura.

A guqin, dressed in white, sat on the ground.

"Oh, Ah Yuan, you play this kind of murderous tune, the play is melodious and elegant, we are all Sven."

The old marquis Lu was dressed in a Confucian shirt, with wide shoulders and a thick back, holding an elegant folding fan in his hand, a red sandalwood fan bone, and an elegant paper surface, with a quiet landscape and elegant inscriptions.

He put on a leisurely posture and slowly shook the folding fan, just looking at the sharp furrows on his face, and adding the evil aura that could not be concealed by a Confucian shirt, if the folding fan was replaced with a big knife, it should be more harmonious.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the murderous aura disappeared in the bamboo forest.

Zhao Chengyuan's slender fingers slowly plucked the strings, and the sound of the piano was like a clear spring in the mountains, slowly flowing from his fingertips, ethereal and melodious.

Old Marquis Lu's expression suddenly ironed.

He smiled and shook the folding fan gently, looking like he was enjoying it.

"That's right, men still have to be gentle as water, women will like you, and they will die for you. Look at your aunt, you have to be a strong person, no man can get into her eyes back then, and I'm still infatuated with me all my life?"

Back then, in order to save the heart of the beauty, as long as Ah Gong was by his side, even when he killed, he had to smile.

Ah Gong really had to defend him to the death every time, for fear that he would be hacked to death.

His gong is a gong that fights ten against one.

Old Marquis Lu leaned forward, "Ah Yuan, did Ning Yatou secretly promise you?"

Zhao Chengyuan pointed gently, lowered his starry eyes, and did not answer.

Old Marquis Lu sighed, he sent so many good things to the Dingguo Mansion yesterday, it turned out that it was hot to shave his head.

"Before, you refused the emperor's marriage, I'm afraid it will hurt Ning Yatou's heart, you have to think of a way to make up for it."

He looked like a person who had come over, and began to impart his experience, "Girls eat soft and not hard, you can't put on a high posture in front of Ning Yatou, you have to lower your stature so that your daughter-in-law can marry you......

"I heard your aunt say that Ning Ya is white and fat, cute and tight. Since she likes to eat, it's a good idea for you to start with that......

"The ancestor of my Lu family was originally a cook, and there was an ancestral recipe at home, but for more than 100 years, there was only one seedling left in the Lu family from generation to generation, and this craft inheritance was left behind. Why don't you take it?"

……

Old Marquis Lu said with a dry mouth, and he didn't see his nephew answer, he was very helpless about this stuffy nephew.

has the boundless appearance of the vice wind and moon, why don't you talk about the wind and moon?

"Hey, do you guess the emperor can't eat and sleep now? He didn't invite you into the palace to talk, I'm afraid he can't hide the murderous intent in his heart, right?"

Zhao Chengyuan plucked the strings and said lightly, "What the imperial brother wants to hide will not be easy for people to see. What he shows must be what he wants you to see."

Old Marquis Lu frowned, "The scheming is so deep, how did the first emperor give birth to children."

He glanced at Zhao Chengyuanyi

Eyes, I suddenly remembered that this guy is deep enough, he is old, and he is an elder, but he can't play prestige in front of him.

He changed his words again, "The point is that he has a bad heart. For the way of the king, the fatwa comes first, and the punishment comes later. You understood it when you were a child, and he hasn't figured it out after living half his life."

This is when the first emperor was there, he took the homework of all the princes in the school, and asked about the way to be a king, and the answer of the three-year-old little Ayuan. At that time, he was just being held and played in the arms of the first emperor.

And the other princes either talked about benevolent government, or talked about the emperor's skills, or Taoguang was obscure and refused to answer directly.

At that time, the position of the prince was vacant, and this examination was considered a test for the first emperor to consider the candidate for the prince.

When Xiao Ayuan said this, the first emperor laughed, held him up and praised, "Good boy, worthy of being my good son!"

If the first emperor can live a few more years, where is Zhao Chengche in this emperor's position?

Zhao Chengyuan's piano tone froze for a moment, and said, "Uncle, why don't you go to Lingzhou with your aunt."

"That's not going to happen! If we leave, who will keep an eye on you marrying your wife?"

Old Marquis Lu paused, his eyes flashed, "Ah Yuan, are you afraid that the emperor will attack the Lu family?"

Zhao Chengyuan was noncommittal.

Ning Yatou's original reminder made sense, but now the situation seems to be calm, but in fact, it is a turbulent undertide. And now that he has entered Beijing, even if he does not move, it is impossible for Beijing to be stable.

Old Marquis Lu snorted coldly, "Even if I am willing to go, how can the emperor be willing to let him go. There are no hostages in the capital, how can he rest assured."

Zhao Chengyuan said, "Uncle over there doesn't have to worry, it's up to me."

Old Marquis Lu's posture of holding the fan became more and more like holding a knife, he snapped the fan shut, and his body was mighty, "I'm not leaving!" Your aunt and I have been fighting on the battlefield for most of our lives, and there is no reason to be scared away by him!"

Zhao Chengyuan's fingertips soothed and powered, "In that case, then let's stay."

Old Marquis Lu laughed, the laughter startled away the birds in the forest, his fan was opened again, and he shook it elegantly, "That's right! Our Lu family, don't go out of the mischievous breed to save your life!"

His laughter suddenly stopped, "Someone's coming."

Zhao Chengyuan's piano sound didn't stop, "Uncle guessed who it was?"

Old Marquis Lu listened intently for a moment, one of them had solid and powerful steps, and occasionally stepped on a broken branch of a bamboo, and it was Luo Ping unsurprisingly.

These movements are a reminder to them.

The person who can bring Luo Ping directly without passing it on must have a noble status.

In addition to the crown prince Zhao Chen in Beijing, it is the third prince Zhao Yin.

Zhao Yin was usually in the camp at this time, and Rin's stinky boy was also thrown away by King Chengjun and asked Zhao Yin to practice him.

If Zhao Yin came back, Ah Rin would also come back, then it would not be so quiet at this time, I am afraid that the birds in the forest will be frightened away by him.

In this way, it can only be the crown prince Zhao Chen.

He said, "Is it the prince?"

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Just coded out.,If there's a typo or something, bear with me.,Then I'll check and correct it when I have time.

The second watch is about 7 o'clock in the evening~