On the day Fang Linyuan entered the palace, Zhao Pu knew about Emperor Hongyou letting him leave Beijing.

In the afternoon of the same day, someone came to tell him that after Fang Linyuan returned home, he went to see Song Zhaojin and bid her farewell.

Zhao Pu was sitting under the window at that time and writing a letter to Shi Shen. The DPRK sent news this morning, saying that Emperor Hongyou had promised Sang Zhixin to send Chu You, an official of the military department who was born in the Jiangnan Imperial Examination, to the south to urge the local guards to quell the turmoil of the Holy Lotus Sect.

Hearing the report from the next person, his pen stopped.

A cloud of ink instantly spilled a stain on the letterhead, Zhao Xuan's eyebrows narrowed, and the letterhead was silently aside.

"Got it, let's go down." Zhao Pu picked up another piece of letter and did not raise his eyes.

The subordinate stepped back in response.

Zhao Pu sat alone in the same place, hanging the pen for a long time, but only a new drop of ink fell on the letterhead.

Fang Linyuan wanted to leave Beijing, he knew it a long time ago, and he acquiesced at that time, but he felt that it was convenient for everyone.

But......

In a moment, he picked up the letter again, threw it aside, put down his pen, and picked up the embroidered bandage that had been placed on the edge of his seat.

The top was a pattern that had just been played, and the slender needle tip pierced the brocade, and Zhao Xuan slowly exhaled.

He occasionally felt unsettled, this was a normal thing, and it had nothing to do with Fang Linyuan leaving.

His eyebrows were lowered, and his needles and threads were flying.

In the past two years, he has become more and more fond of relying on embroidery to calm his mind, and the stitches and silk threads are arranged root by root, which must be meticulous and cumbersome, but also need to be appropriately weighted, and the door of the piercing room is pulled and pierced, like a game set up step by step.

It's just that the pattern of Feiyan Spring gradually dyed in his hands, but the troubled thoughts in his heart still haven't subsided.

If Fang Linyuan comes for a while, he may not know how to face him.

He must have been very excited, excited, as if he had brought him good news.

Those eyes must have been sparkling, and the glittering light would be as clear and crystalline as the snow outside.

Zhao Xuan's eyebrows condensed slightly, and the thick black needle and thread in his hand penetrated into the satin, back and forth a few times, but the lightly flying Yan on the silk gave birth to a pair of gloomy and cold eyes.

The swallow on the brocade stared at him coldly, like a mirror, reflecting all the anxiety and boredom in his eyes.

Zhao Xuan buckled the embroidery aside.

That's when there was a knock on the door.

Zhao Pu raised his eyes and saw Wu Xinghai standing outside the door.

"Fang Linyuan is here?" Zhao Pu asked.

Wu Xinghai, who was outside the door, was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "The slave maid is here to invite His Highness to lunch." ”

"Where did he go?" Zhao Pu asked again.

"This ......" Wu Xinghai opened his mouth, and then saluted quickly: "Slave maid, go and ask." ”

His Royal Highness's expression was so condensed, there must be something important, and he deserved to die for his negligence as a slave.

His Royal Highness has ordered to investigate the traces of Marquis Anping, so I am afraid that this person will either give it to him privately or leak important news.

Wu Xinghai sent people to investigate non-stop.

When the message came back, it was just after noon. The food delivered to the main hall has gradually cooled, and His Highness is still by the window, and he has not yet written a letter to send to Dongchang.

"Back to Your Highness, I found it." Wu Xinghai said.

"Say."

"An Pinghou doesn't seem to have moved."

"Where did he go?"

"Anping Hou...... After lunch, I went to the market to buy a saddle. ”

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Zhao Pu acted conscientiously, but Fang Linyuan really didn't have his determination.

Seeing that there was no one around, he gently bumped Zhao Pu with his shoulder: "Didn't you already know?" If there's no one around, don't act. ”

Zhao Pu suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were cold, and he saw that Fang Linyuan's back was tight.

Oh...... Yes, this guy doesn't seem to be a joker.

He cleared his throat and straightened up a little: "Aren't you very well-informed, you don't need me to say it, it will come to your ears from the palace." ”

"Have you bought all the saddles?" Zhao Pu asked him.

Speaking of this, that Fang Linyuan can come to the spirit.

"Yes! Bought three! His eyes lit up.

"The border pass is indeed not as good as Shangjing, and the saddle sheath style material here is more, and the workmanship is good, but it is not as durable as the one sold at the border gate." Fang Linyuan said. "I bought two more pairs, suede inlaid with bronze, which is very flattering to my fire. You've seen Flowing Fire, right? I rode it on the day I got married......"

Zhao Xuan turned his eyes away coldly.

"Have you decided on a date to leave?" He asked again.

"This will have to wait for the emperor's decree." Fang Linyuan said, realizing that something was wrong.

He looked at Zhao Pu twice more and asked, "Do you have something to do with me?" ”

Zhao Pumei's heart moved: "No." ”

"Then are you going to go out of the city to see me off?" Fang Linyuan said unexpectedly. "You don't have to. I will talk to my eldest sister-in-law at that time, and I will say that the dust outside the city is too big, and you will not be allowed to go out to blow the wind. ”

He only felt that he was very good, and he saved Zhao Pu a lot of trouble.

But I didn't know that it fell into the eyes of another person, but it was clear that this person was impatient, for fear that he would not be able to get rid of himself.

Zhao Xuan lowered his eyebrows and said no more.

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The carriage stopped in front of Rongchang Street, and Fang Linyuan stretched out his hand to help Zhao Xuan out of the car.

Spring is getting stronger, Rongchang Street is planted all over to welcome spring, and now it has opened a street of golden. Shangjing is prosperous and rich, that is, the folk doors have cultivated flowers and trees of the greenhouse, now the street vendors on both sides of the market have put on the blooming flowers, peony hosta, gardenia rhododendron, many are Fang Linyuan did not recognize the variety.

At this time, the sky is getting dark, and the flower market on Rongchang Street is already lit up. The lights reflect the flowers, and the fragrance of the flowers and trees is steamed warm in the night.

There is no curfew on the Great Hung Festival, and at such a festival, the more people come and go on the streets at night. Under the shade of lights and flowers and trees, the whole Rongchang Street is full of fragrant clothes and sideburns, and occasionally there are jugglers and foot vendors with hanging boxes, which are full of colorful things.

"I only watched the Lantern Festival in Shangjing when I was a child." Fang Linyuan looked around. "But I didn't expect even a festival like the Flower Dynasty to be so lively?"

Zhao Pu next to him did not respond.

Fang Linyuan looked at him all the way, and when he saw that he didn't make a sound, he didn't bother him anymore, but only entered Rongchang Street with him and went to play.

After all, he doesn't know how long he will be able to come back when he goes to the border this time, and he doesn't know when he will be able to spend the flower dynasty in Shangjing next time.

There are a lot of people in the market, and it gradually becomes a little difficult to walk. As soon as Fang Linyuan raised his eyes, he saw a wooden frame hanging high in front of him selling bells. As soon as the night breeze blows, all kinds of copper bells will ring crisply in the wind, which is so good to listen to.

Buy one for Driftfire, Driftfire must like it!

Fang Linyuan's eyes lit up, and he walked in that direction in the crowd.

Unexpectedly, just two steps, he was suddenly pinched by the person next to him and pulled back.

Fang Linyuan was caught off guard, and one shoulder hit the person's shoulder socket, and then a familiar warm breath fell on his ears.

Zhao Pu!

Fang Linyuan was startled, quickly retreated, and pulled out his arm: "What are you doing?" ”

saw Zhao Xuan on the side slightly lowered his eyes and glanced at the few children who ran from Fang Linyuan's position just now.

"You're afraid I'll touch you?" I only heard Zhao Pu ask.

What a problem!

Fang Linyuan glanced at Zhao Xuan suspiciously.

Of course he wasn't afraid. When they were in the army, it was nothing for them to sleep in the same account with their comrades-in-arms, at most, Zhao Pu was always gloomy, and he was always scared suddenly.

"Not either." Fang Linyuan replied. "It's just too sudden."

Zhao Pu was silent again.

"But I asked you out today, and I also planned to thank you in advance." Fang Linyuan thought about it and took over the conversation. "I haven't been in Beijing for a long time, and my eldest sister-in-law and nephew will have to trouble you to take care of it in the future."

Zhao Xuan turned his head to look at him.

Fang Linyuan hurriedly said: "It's not that I want you to accompany you every day, it's just that the eldest sister-in-law also cherishes you." If you succeed, but if the situation is not good, please write in advance, and I will take the two of them to Yumen Pass. ”

Zhao Pu's eyes flashed.

Before he could speak, Fang Linyuan was blocked in his way.

It was a little girl in her early tens, dressed in shabby, holding a basket of fresh gardenias in her hand: "This brother, buy some flowers for the lady!" ”

Fang Linyuan was in a dilemma for a while, but under the girl's eager eyes, he still took out the silver taels and took the flower basket in her hand: "I want it, you go home early." ”

The girl thanked him, and when she put the basket into his hand, she did not forget to take out a pair of concentric knots that were crookedly braided and put them in the basket.

"I wish my brother and his wife harmony and grow old!"

The little girl ran away happily, leaving Lin Yuan below with a basket of flowers, looking at Zhao Xuan a little embarrassed.

Give it to him?

In Zhao Puliang's fluttering sight, Fang Linyuan said: "If you don't want it, I'll take it......

Suddenly, there was a slight strange sound in the boiling voices not far away.

Fang Linyuan keenly caught the sound and turned his head to look.

I saw that Zhao Pu also frowned slightly and stopped.

"There seems to be a cry for help." He said.

The next moment, the crowd in front erupted into a violent shout, and some people had already fled backwards with shouts against the crowd, and the huge street was in chaos.

Fang Linyuan saw the light of the fire rising in front of him.

"There are bandits! Run, there are bandits! ”

Fang Linyuan's eyes lit up, and he stuffed the flower basket into Zhao Pu's hand with one hand.

"You protect yourself."

Before he could finish speaking, he jumped up on tiptoe, jumped over the wooden frame of the vendor's box and the tinkling brass bells, jumped onto the eaves, stepped on the rattling tiles, and ran towards the place where the fire burned.

It's like a falcon diving into the night.

Zhao Pu twisted his eyebrows.

Bandits? Naren Timur had already been away from Beijing for a few days, how could there be a Hu people who suddenly made trouble.

The people in the market had already run behind him, and Zhao Pu did not pause, bypassing the crowd of fleeing crowds and walking straight in the direction of the firelight.

"Run, girl! There are rioters in front of them, setting fire to people all over the streets, and robbing young women! Come on! ”

A person passing by saw that Zhao Pu was still walking there, and when he fled, he didn't forget to remind him, and stretched out his hand to grab him.

The scene was chaotic, and Fang Linyuan was only afraid that there would be trouble.

As soon as Zhao Pu's sleeves were closed, soft satin slid through the door between his fingers.

The man sighed and fled for his life.

And with Zhao Pu's raised sleeves, silver light flashed. Three embroidery needles slipped from his sleeve and slipped into his finger door. ：，，.