Although Zhu Changxun's smile looked warm and warm on the surface, like a spring breeze, Yu Jinghuan immediately felt a chill down his spine, and hurriedly raised his hand to him: "It's Jinghuan who lost his words." ”

The methods of His Royal Highness King Fu are unknown to others, but he has really seen it.

It was the summer of last year, when the former cabinet assistant Shen Yiyi and Shen Li had just returned to their hometown, and his grandfather Yu Shenxing was promoted to cabinet assistant minister, and he and a few household servants rushed to the capital from his hometown in Shandong.

When the carriage reached a mountain in Cangzhou, it was stopped by a group of bandits.

My grandfather was old and frail, and he and a few domestic servants were not very good at kung fu, just when Jing Huan thought that they would definitely die, Zhu Changxun returned to the capital from Luoyang with his guard Timidity, and happened to pass by there.

When the bandits saw that there were only two of them, and that they were well dressed, they couldn't help but say something, and stopped them.

In the face of the fierce and greedy eyes of the thieves, Zhu Changxun did not have the slightest fear, he lightly held the reins of the horse and sat on the red horse, raised his hand to stop the cowardly feather who was about to draw the sword, and only said a few words, and then provoked the thief leader to think that the second thief wanted to kill him and seek to seize the position of the owner of the village.

At that time, he was just smiling, watching the thief head slash the thief to the ground, without even blinking his eyes.

Since then, Yu Jinghuan has known that this blessed king Zhu Changxun is a powerful person with courage, brains and courage, not as rumored, relying on his mother Concubine Zheng Guifei to be favored, bullying the weak and fearing the hard, and acting as a blessing.

This realization made him sprout a kind of respect for him in his heart, and he was determined to follow him and help him achieve a great career. Even his grandfather, who was worried about the country and the people, insisted on the unshakable position of the crown prince until his death.

"Okay, go and change your clothes, lest you go to the racecourse late and cause criticism." Zhu Changxun looked at him cautiously, smiled faintly, and turned around to walk outside.

Outside Lize Hall, Jiang Shu pulled Yu Jingrong down the steps of the cloister.

Suppressing the annoyance on his face, Jiang Shu was still a little worried about the actual combat exercise, and turned his head to look at Yu Jingrong beside him: "Jingrong, you say, I don't understand the basic moves of the sword at all, and I won't know anything at that time, will it be embarrassing in front of so many people?" ”

Yu Jingrong held her with his backhand: "Don't think about it, there must be a lot of people who don't understand, and Mr. Zhang will definitely have to re-teach at that time." Let's hurry up and change our clothes, the most important thing is not to go late. ”

"Where to change?" Hearing her say this, Jiang Shu asked casually.

A look of doubt suddenly appeared on Yu Jingrong's face: "When we first came to the academy, didn't Mr. Zhang take us to recognize the place?" ”

"This ......" Jiang Shu hurriedly raised his hand to stroke his forehead, pretending to be helpless, "I don't have a good memory, I remember some things at the time, but I forget them when I turn my head." ”

"It's not just not good, I think it's too bad!" A clear and warm voice, with a faint mockery, came into her ears.

Jiang Shu turned around when he heard this, and saw Zhu Changxun with his hands around his chest, looking like he was laughing at her, and his face changed in an instant: "It's you again!" Why do you always love to get along with me! ”

"What do you think?" Zhu Changxun's thin lips opened lightly, and he did not answer the rhetorical question.

Jiang Shu glared at him fiercely, and said in a cold tone: "I think, you are just idle and bored, and you have nothing to do!" ”