Jian Xun...
Jian Xun.
How could it be him?
It is indeed said in the original book that the future emperor was born in Jiangcheng, and later rose from the battlefield in southern Xinjiang and became famous in one battle.
But Ning Xiuyun never expected that the person he fell in love with by chance would actually kill him to prove his enlightenment in the future.
Ning Xiuyun held the word "Jian Xun" in his mouth and chewed it carefully, feeling that everything was just right.
As fate would have it, his only concern with this world was the person destined to send him away.
He suddenly remembered that that night on the city gate tower, he asked Jian Xun if one day he wanted to get everything back on track and sleep underground again, the other party would be willing to give him a ride.
Jian Xun refused at that time.
He regretted for a while, after all, it would be much more satisfying to die under his Xiao Lang sword than to die at the hands of someone he had never met.
But looking back now, Jian Xun might one day put a dagger on his neck again.
Ning Xiuyun leaned into Jian Xun's arms and laughed muffledly.
very nice.
He felt that this was the best ending. I was afraid that only this person could make him happy in life and have no regrets in death.
"What's wrong?" Jian Xun asked with some confusion.
Ning Xiuyun straightened up and looked up at him, his peach blossom eyes were deep and seemed to hide unspeakable emotions.
He put his hand on Jian Xun's cheek, and all the complicated emotions on his body were completely covered up in an instant. He said teasingly: "How come Mr. Jian treats me so sincerely, and you are not afraid that I will betray you?"
Jian Xun looked serious. He said, "I know you won't."
Ning Xiuyun laughed again. He hadn't felt so happy for a long time. He raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to lift Jian Xun's chin, and said, "That's not necessarily true. Say no. If I take your money today, I will be completely defeated tomorrow and go to someone else's bed again..."
Jian Xun raised his hand and squeezed Xiu Yun's hand and said, "No. I don't allow it."
"Nothing is allowed. ?" Xiu Yun asked softly.
"You're not allowed to have sex with others... you're not allowed to." Jian Xun's ears turned red as he repeated the words to stop her.
He didn't mention the box of wealth at all, Xiu Yun could use it as he pleased, but there was only one thing: he couldn't see Xiu Yun being intimate with others.
Ning Xiuyun was happy.
Yeah, I don't even want to hear it. I'm afraid you can smell the vinegar smell from a few meters away.
He narrowed his eyes with a smile and coaxed as if there was honey in his mouth: "Okay, since Jian Lang doesn't allow it, then I won't do it. But since Jian Lang handed over most of his family fortune to me, I'm afraid he won't be able to eat in the future."
Jian Xun was silent for a moment and said, "I'm just an ordinary person. Before I become famous, I can't make you any promises. I only have these external things. I hope you can live a more comfortable and free life." Ning Xiuyun sighed in his heart.
Under the status of Young Master Yun, Zui Feng Tower will always be a behemoth standing between the two of them.
But just a gold-selling cave in Jiangcheng, no matter how mysterious it is, is nothing in Ning Xiuyun's eyes. It is a castle in the air and vulnerable to a blow.
Since his Jian Lang wanted to make a promise to him, Ning Xiuyun would give him this opportunity.
Otherwise, he will always have some regrets in his heart when he says goodbye in the future.
Ning Xiuyun put down his hand, linked their fingers with Jian Xun, looked at him with a frown, and said, "I was still thinking about how to say this, but now that Jian Lang has said it, I also have something to tell you."
His expression changed. The former gentleness and indifference turned into a rare seriousness, and her lips pursed into a straight line.
Jian Xun's heart was raised, and he always had a bad feeling.
Ning Xiuyun then said: "Early this morning, Mr. Guan came here. He said that for the sake of saving my life, there was a way to take me out of Zuifeng Tower, but the reputation of 'Master Yun' was too great in Jiangcheng." "It's too eye-catching, but if I fake my death and leave the city, I can remain anonymous in exchange for freedom for the rest of my life. If I agree, he will send someone to escort me to Fancheng City. He asked me... to think about it myself."
Jian Xun told the governor Maoshi had a very bad impression, but the other party was indeed one of the prince's confidants. According to his uncle, it was not impossible that Guan Maoshi could find a way to bring Xiuyun out of Zuifeng Tower.
Jian Xun subconsciously clenched his hands. Guan Maoshi could do what he had not yet started to work hard on with a wave of his hand.
Although he knew that Xiu Yun was not suitable for people who disliked poverty, loved wealth, and were greedy for power, the feeling of powerlessness in his heart could not be eliminated.
He was silent for a long time, and there was a war between heaven and man in his heart. If Xiu Yun is allowed to leave like this, the two of them will be separated for who knows how long. Xiangcheng is very close to Guodu and the road is far away. It is difficult for the two of them to see each other again in a short period of time. But if Xiuyun doesn't leave, Xiuyun will be trapped in Zuifeng Tower for a long time without knowing where to go.
He knew that Xiu Yun didn't like it there, didn't like the small private room in Zui Feng Tower, didn't like being judged by others, and everyone yearned for freedom. How could Jian Xun be willing to ask Xiu Yun to be imprisoned in this place for a long time for his selfish desires? There.
As long as you have the opportunity, seize it, why bother worrying about where you came from.
Finally, he persuaded: "Let's go. Go to Xiangcheng. But the governor... doesn't seem to be such a generous person."
Jian Xun answered quickly, almost only struggling for a moment, which made Ning Xiuyun feel a little bit surprised in his heart.
But in an instant, he figured out again, how could his Jian Lang be like this selfish ghost like him? He would only treat him well sincerely, even to the point of wronging himself.
Ning Xiuyun lowered his head, hid the smile in his eyes, and pretended to be sad: "Could it be that Mr. Jian still cares about these false reputations? But I am not an innocent person. If I only listened to those rumors, I should not have done it. Living in..."
Jian Xun sighed and raised his hand to cover Xiu Yun's mouth. He couldn't hear even a single derogatory word about Xiu Yun, even if it was said by Xiu Yun himself.
"You're talking nonsense again..."
Xiu Yun raised his eyes and stared at him, his eyes begging for mercy.
Jian Xun let him go and said: "...I will go to Xiangcheng to see you in as little as half a year or as many as a few years."
Ning Xiuyun nodded and said, "I know Jian Lang has his own way to go. , don't worry about me, I will always wait for you to come to me."
The two talked about the matter, looked at each other for a while, and then both realized that this was the only time they had left to get together before they parted.
Ning Xiuyun didn't want Jian Xun to recall him with all the pain of farewell. He wanted to have a perfect exit in Jian Xun's memory.
So he let go of his hand and said in a brisk tone: "Since this village belongs to me, shouldn't Jian Lang introduce me to my new master?" Jian Xun suddenly laughed, held his hand and led the way.
As he walked, he said: "This village is the ancestral property of the Jian family. In addition to the fertile fields, there is also this pasture. We hired villagers from nearby villages to help take care of the fields. The pasture is just incidental. There are several horses in the stables. In addition, there are Some...small animals picked up on the edge of the field."
He said the last three words reluctantly, with a slightly subtle tone.
Xiu Yun became interested and looked inside the stable from a distance. It happened to be a corner illuminated by the moon. There was a large hedgehog wrapped on the thatch, and the long thorns on its body spread out with his breathing.
He fell silent immediately, understanding why Jian Xun seemed to have something to hide.
Jian Xun noticed Xiu Yun's gaze. He scratched his head, feeling a little distressed, and said, "Ever since I picked up a nest of squirrels at the foot of the mountain, I've been out of control."
Ning Xiu Yun chuckled: "Everything has animism. It seems that they all know that Jian Lang is kind-hearted."
Jian Xun was a little helpless: "You know that I am easy to bully, right?"
The mountains and rivers in Jiangcheng support people. Going forward thirty years, there has never been a major disaster, and people have no shortage of food. , but animals in the mountains and wilds occasionally flee due to intrusion from natural enemies. Ever since Jian Xun rescued one, more animals have fallen near Zhuangzi.
Speaking of animals, Jian Xun suddenly remembered something. He raised his hand to his mouth and whistled softly.
The sound was not sharp, and the horses in the stables moved a little when they heard the sound, but there was no subsequent whistle and then it calmed down.
In the forest behind the stable, following the whistle, a large blurry black shadow flew out of the jungle.
Jian Xun took out a handful of old rice from the hanging basket beside the stable and sprinkled it on the ground.
The black shadow fell to the ground, and the sound of flapping wings could be heard.
This was actually a group of pigeons that were called out by Jian Xun's whistle.
"Did you raise them?" Xiu Yun was very interested in this group of well-trained birds.
He had good eyesight and could tell that this was a group of blue pigeons. The dark blue feathers were a bit black and easily blended into the night.
This kind of pigeons are often trained and used as homing pigeons. Jian Xun's pigeons don't know what they are used for.
"Originally, there were only a dozen or so, flying in the woods of Nanshan Mountain, but before I knew it, there were more of them." Jian Xun threw another small handful onto the grass.
This group of pigeons is obviously not very afraid of people, even the corn flies to the edge without being disturbed.
Ning Xiuyun found it interesting when he saw it. He took a few steps forward. The pigeons were still pacing in the same place. They only knew how to collect food into their stomachs and had no idea about running away.
Ning Xiuyun squatted down, and the pigeon closest to him was jumping towards him with small steps.
He stretched out his palm tentatively, and the pigeon actually rubbed against his palm. Ning Xiuyun was extremely surprised: "How did you raise it so that it is not afraid of people?"
This pigeon is not big, but it is very beautiful. The dark blue feathers, with two circles of emerald green on the neck, wings and tail, made Ning Xiuyun think that if it fluttered its wings and flew, it would look like a peacock with its tail open.
Some people say that pets follow their owners, but this pigeon is not something that Jian Xun can raise.
Jian Xun was also puzzled. He said, "Except for learning some animal training techniques from my master, I haven't taught anything else. Maybe it's just natural..."
Ning Xiuyun nodded to express his understanding. The world is full of wonders. He himself can come back from the dead and travel into a book. The appearance of pigeons that are not afraid of people does not seem to be a strange thing.
"Does it have a name?" Ning Xiuyun asked.
Jian Xun shook his head and said, "No."
These pigeons looked so similar that Jian Xun could tell them apart clearly when the number was small. But after the pigeons multiplied and their number increased, he couldn't tell them apart.
Although they were trained as homing pigeons, they are still a bunch of freeloaders in Jian Xun's village.
After all, Jian Xun is not a very careful person. He is busy with daily affairs, so he can barely find time to train, so he doesn't have the time to pick up names one by one.
Ning Xiuyun stared at this bold pigeon, thoughtfully, and said: "Let's call it 'Little Peacock'."
Jian Xun immediately replied: "That sounds good."
This response was too fast, Ning Xiu Yun glanced at him angrily, deeply suspecting that Jian Xun had no aesthetics at all in this regard. Even if he named the pigeon "Tiezhu" or "Wangcai", he would get the same praise.
Jian Xun watched Xiu Yun touching the pigeon's wings and said hesitantly: "Do you like him? If not, just take him away. Jiangcheng and Xiangcheng are far apart, but they are still within the flying distance of these homing pigeons." Inside, when you get to Xiangcheng, you can report to me that you are safe..."
As he spoke, his little thoughts were exposed.
Jian Xun called out these pigeons so that Xiu Yun could take one away, so that even if they were separated, they could always get news from each other.
Flying pigeons pass letters, even if they haven't seen each other for a long time, they can still relieve the pain of lovesickness.
Ning Xiuyun looked at him with a half-smile, making Jian Xun look a little confused.
"If you don't like it, forget it..."
"I've already given it a name. If I don't take it with me, wouldn't it be a waste of my efforts?"
Ning Xiuyun joked with a smile.
When Jian Xun heard this, he knew that this person was teasing him again. Just like the previous times, he found that Ning Xiuyun seemed to especially like to see him in embarrassment.
But Jian Xun didn't care if the other party was laughing at him, as long as Xiu Yun was willing to accept Fei Ge's message to contact him.
Ning Xiuyun was still squatting on the ground. He tentatively picked up the pigeon with both hands and smoothed its feathers.
It feels good in hand.
The 'little peacock' had no idea that he was about to start work earlier than the other brothers and sisters, and was still looking at him with piercing eyes.
Seeing Ning Xiuyun rub the pigeon lovingly again, this little guy can't eat free food from today on. I don't know if he will be tired or lose weight.
He quite likes this kind of spiritual creature. When he goes back, he has to ask Shen Sanduo to prepare some feed and keep it well.
"Will he know the way by himself?" Ning Xiuyun stood up, the little peacock stopped in his palm, and each one looked at Jian Xun at the same time.
Jian Xun's heart skipped a beat when he saw this picture, feeling that Xiu Yun was particularly lively and cute tonight.
He rubbed his fingers subconsciously a few times, resisted the desire to touch Xiuyun's head, coughed slightly, and said, "Take him all the way and let him fly when you get to Xiangcheng. He will fly back to Jiangcheng by himself."
"I remember." Ning Xiuyun responded.
After getting the pigeons used to send messages, Jian Xun gave him all the precautions for raising homing pigeons.
It's just that the drunkard's intention is not to drink, but to praise the little peacocks for their strong flying ability, how long they can last, and how good their endurance is in trekking through mountains and rivers.
Of course Ning Xiuyun could see through this little thought. Jian Xun was trying to be coquettish with him in a roundabout way. He hoped that the flying pigeons would send letters more frequently in the future. Anyway, the little peacock was the leader among the flying pigeons and would definitely be able to handle such high-intensity tasks.
As Ning Xiuyun listened, he couldn't help but look at the little peacock sympathetically.
This guy was still flapping his wings stupidly, not knowing at all how heavy a task his former master had arranged for him.
Then the two of them took the little peacock for a walk on the grass. The little peacock flew one or two meters high beside the two of them. When he got tired, he stood on Ning Xiuyun's shoulder for a while. He didn't recognize his life at all and already recognized his master. .
At this time, Jian Xun calculated the time and regretfully found that it was already time to return to the city.
From the pasture to the fields to the entrance of Zhuangzi, Jian Xun's steps became slower and slower. By the time he led the horse over, his expression was already visibly depressed.
Ning Xiuyun held his hand, shook it, and reminded, "It's time to go back."
"...Yeah." Jian Xun responded in a deep tone.
The two of them set off from Zhuangzi before dawn, and returned to Zui Feng Tower just before dawn.
Coming and going in a hurry, Xiuyun was still a little uncomfortable with suddenly returning from the mountains and fields to a place with noisy people.
The little peacock flew behind the two people all the way to the city.
Finally, when the two returned to the private room, the blue-feathered pigeon also landed on the edge of the window, looking around curiously.
The two of them stood by the window. Jian Xun stroked Xiu Yun's long hair on his forehead with his hand. His gaze was hot and filled with greedy desire, as if he wanted to completely imprint Xiu Yun's expression in his mind.
Ning Xiuyun didn't dodge or evade, so she just let him look at her.
Because he knows that if we say goodbye today, meeting again will be between life and death.
Ning Xiuyun handed Jian Xun back the box that contained most of Jian Xun's wealth and said, "Since I am going to Xiangcheng, I won't be able to use the property in Jiangcheng. Jian Lang should keep it for himself and buy something in the future, just in case there is nothing." Money is so good."
Ning Xiuyun's teasing eyes fell on Jian Xun, and Jian Xun suddenly realized that Xiuyun understood everything he had not said in the middle of the night.
He knows what he wants, whether it's spending the rest of his life together or a wedding.
He was still the same as before, not coveting any of Jian Xun's money.
Jian Xun's voice was hoarse: "I won't be short of these things. You can take the land deed and sell it for money. It's a long way to Xiangcheng. There must be places that need money on the way."
Jian Xun made up his mind this time and didn't want to take back these things. Xiu Yun had no choice but to comply with his wishes.
"I'll wait for you to come to me." Ning Xiuyun looked at Jian Xun with a smile and said his promise.
"But Jian Lang must hurry up. If the young man in Xiangcheng is as charming as Jian Lang, there is no guarantee that I will not fall in love with him."
Jian Xun was not angry, but said firmly: "It won't happen one day Yes, as long as I'm still alive."
Ning Xiuyun chuckled, extremely satisfied.
On this point, at least, the two agreed.
Before the end of this life, Ning Xiuyun will only have Jian Xun in this world with whom he can talk about love, and Jian Xun also gave him the same promise.
Regardless of his identity or position, Ning Xiuyun didn't care who Jian Xun was or how successful he would be in the future, as long as he knew this, it was enough.
After all, there will be no regrets if you die in the hands of the one you love.
Just thinking about it, Ning Xiuyun couldn't suppress his eager gaze.
Jian Xun had already let go and was about to turn around and leave, when Xiu Yun's eyes caught his attention.
The two looked at each other in the morning light for two seconds, then moved forward at the same time, their lips touching.
"I'll leave later..."
With entangled eyes, Ning Xiuyun followed his inner desire and uttered a hoarse voice.
Jian Xunmen remained silent and held him in her arms.
The kiss was urgent and intense, and each other's breaths were intertwined, as if they were lingering to death with reluctance.
"Well..."
Ning Xiuyun didn't even know how much time had passed. His thinking was slowed down by this sticky closeness.
For a moment, Ning Xiuyun even thought that Jian Xun wanted to tear him apart and eat him here.
Except for the night when they met honestly, Ning Xiuyun had never seen Jian Xun treat him so cruelly.
"Knock, knock." The door was knocked at exactly this moment, and Shen San's hesitant voice came from outside the door: "Master? Are you up? It's time for breakfast. The master wants to talk to you about something."
Jian Xun was about to let go, but the words "Master Guan" hit his nerves. He pinched the back of Ning Xiuyun's neck and pushed him into his arms, his movements harsh and forceful.
Ning Xiuyun chuckled from his chest, but Jian Xun blocked it in anger.
He let the other party do whatever he wanted with abandon, letting Jian Xun control him with full power.
He reached out and gently stroked his slightly arched back.
'good. '
*
Outside the private room on the third floor.
"Wait a moment..." Ning Xiuyun's hoarse voice came out from inside.
Shen San apologized and took a step back to stand in line with Shen Qi, who was holding an osmanthus cake in her mouth.
Commander Shen had never regretted training his ears so well. The intimate voice seemed to be ringing in his ears across the distance between the door panel and a house.
His face turned red, and he looked at his eyes, nose, and heart, pretending to be a very upright gentleman, but he couldn't help but lament in his heart.
I wonder if those of them who have heard of the situation will be punished by His Highness the Crown Prince.
On the contrary, Shen Qi dragged her chin, her cheeks were red, her expression was slightly obsessed, and she muttered vaguely with the food in her mouth: "Those two are so happy..."
His Highness the Crown Prince was also very interesting.
Shen Qi felt so emotional in her heart. She has been wandering around the land of fireworks and willows all year round. Before entering the guard camp, she was also a courtesan who could use tricks to make her admirers fall in love with her. She knew how to use her own advantages to make others fascinated by her and live by it to get what she wants.
But if compared with His Highness the Crown Prince, Shen Qi would be inferior and even wanted to learn from His Highness the Crown Prince.
Shen Qi swallowed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her mouth, and suddenly asked in a serious tone: "Do you think the young master would be willing to accept me as his disciple?"
Shen San failed to connect with his colleague's brain circuit, and heard the window in the private room closing. The sound of joining, followed by the sound of footsteps gradually approaching the door.
Before Commander Shen could answer the question, the door to the private room was opened.
Ning Xiuyun stood in the light and shadow of the door. His clothes had obviously been carefully arranged. You could see the folds that had been pulled and pinched, but they did not look messy. His long hair was also combed properly. There was no trace of embarrassment at all, only a general appearance. Hong's thin lips could tell what he had gone through.
His eyes, which were still covered with a layer of water mist, finally gradually became clearer. With a leisurely glance outside, his eyes changed from lazy to cold.
Shen San and Shen Qi instantly looked away, pretending they didn't see anything, and bowed from afar.
"Good day, sir."
Ning Xiuyun was a little impatient and asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "What's the matter?"
Shen San considered: "To restore your identity, you need to exchange with Shen Wu before the convoy enters Jiangcheng. We must leave early, Shen Qi will pack your luggage for you, and please have your breakfast first."
Ning Xiuyun responded in a low voice.
He turned back and entered the room, and the remaining two people began their work in an orderly manner.
Shen San went to get the morning meal, and Shen Qi went into the house to pack all Ning Xiuyun's belongings into boxes.
However, as soon as she entered the room, she saw the pigeon standing by the window.
A beautiful and alert blue pigeon, with a small bamboo tube tied to its ankle, you can tell it is a homing pigeon at a glance.
"Sir, do you want to take this pigeon away too?" Shen Qi asked thoughtfully, guessing that the pigeon should have been brought back from Nanshan by His Highness the Crown Prince and Mr. Xiao this morning.
Mr. Xiao's martial arts skills are too high, and Commander Shen was following him last night. Shen Qi didn't know what happened, but she always felt a sense of embarrassment that a section of the book was suddenly missing if she was following him.
Ning Xiuyun said: "Take it with you. Remember to prepare the best feed for it. Let someone take it for a walk in the direction of Xiangcheng. It will know the way and come back. Don't go in the wrong direction when sending messages in the future."
The little peacock If he didn't even leave Jiangcheng when sending the message, Jian Xun would easily discover the problem. Since 'Master Yun' wants to leave, he must do it thoroughly.
Shen Qi nodded in agreement and continued to pack his things.
Shen San came back with the morning meal and put it on the table. Ning Xiuyun stood by the table and glanced at it. He had no desire to eat, but his body was really weak. He only stayed up all night once and became mentally exhausted. If he didn't eat, he doubted that he would be able to eat. Down before heading back to the convoy.
Ning Xiuyun simply ate some food and then put down the bowl and chopsticks, as if the delicacies carefully prepared by the chef were actually poison through the intestines.
Shen San sighed while collecting his things. For a while, Ning Xiuyun was the only one left in the room.
Neither of them dared to look up at him, so Ning Xiuyun stood unscrupulously in front of the bronze mirror on the dressing table and gently pulled open his collar. Under the thin layer of fabric between them, there was a layer of white skin on his fair skin. Circle of red marks.
Ning Xiuyun touched the bite mark on his collarbone and remembered that the man was provoked by his teasing words before he left.
"If you keep doing this, people outside will know that I'm stealing people."
"Then let him know."
Jian Xun angrily left a mark on him, and came closer but didn't have the heart to kill him, so the wound It only shows ambiguity but not ferocity.
Ning Xiuyun stared at it for a while and couldn't help but laugh.
The little peacock flew to the dressing table at this moment and paced on the table.
Ning Xiuyun raised his arm towards it, and the blue pigeon raised its little head and stood on the material on his wrist.
His slender fingers tapped its head.
He chuckled and said, "You are much calmer than him."
Ning Xiuyun played with the little peacock for a while, and Shen Qi had packed up the things quickly and asked a few colleagues to carry the box away, and he was already there It's time to say goodbye to this place.
Ning Xiuyun stood at the door of the elegant room, staring at this small piece of world for a long time. Leaving here meant breaking away from his identity as "Master Yun". As the prince Ning Yuan, his only relationship with Jian Xun was that he was killed a few months later. The other party cut his throat with a knife.
The scar on his collarbone seemed to be faintly burning, and he knew that next time, there would be a cold blade cutting across it.
Ning Xiuyun was looking forward to it, but he couldn't tell whether he was looking forward to rushing to his death more, or looking forward to seeing each other again after a long separation.
The little peacock stood on his shoulder, its claws hooked on the fabric and made a rustling sound, but he seemed not to notice it.
There was a long silence until Shen San asked anxiously: "Master?"
Ning Xiuyun looked back deeply, was silent for a moment, and finally replied: "Let's go."
Returning to the team went smoothly, Shen San and Guan Mao In fact, he is quite capable and has arranged everything for Xiu Yun.
Guan Maoshi used the prince's pressure in the name of the governor early on, so that Zuifenglou reluctantly gave up pursuing the whereabouts of Mr. Yun. Then he spread the news that Mr. Yun had died of a sudden illness, and finally sent a carriage out of the city, disguised as a secret evacuation mission. The way Mr. Yun's golden cicada sheds its shell.
Presumably from today onwards, Jiangcheng's news about the dead Zui Feng Lou Tou Pai will only become less and less, and will eventually disappear from people's memory.
It was easier to handle the convoy side. With the help of people from the escort camp, Ning Xiuyun successfully exchanged identities with Shen Wu.
In the forest near where the motorcade stopped, Ning Xiuyun felt bad as he put the layered masks on his face again.
On the contrary, Shen Wu in front of him looked relieved, which made Ning Xiuyun couldn't help but let out a sneer.
He changed into a black python robe, a human-leather mask that fit perfectly with his skin, and an iron mask on the upper half of his face, making the whole person look mysterious and majestic.
The change of identity also made the guards around him look solemn. Even Shen Qi, who usually likes to be playful, was particularly restrained and arranged the clothes for His Highness the Crown Prince.
This set of python robes carries the unique splendor and complexity of the Daqi royal family. Unlike the thin clothes worn in Zuifeng Tower, Ning Xiuyun cannot take care of it himself.
He stood there waiting for Shen Qi to adjust his clothes like a clothes rack, and his eyes fell on Shen Wu's head in boredom.
Shen Wu is ordinary-looking and taciturn. If he didn't take the initiative to speak, few people would know that such an inconspicuous person has the unique skill of onomatopoeia.
After Ning Xiuyun discovered him, he really considered letting Shen Wu remain the prince.
It's a pity that Shen Wu's psychological quality is really average. When he meets a person like Pei Yan in the team, his secret will be revealed in just a few words, so Ning Xiuyun gave up this thought.
He looked at this subordinate with some hatred, but found that the other person lowered his eyes respectfully, and seemed to have been looking at Shen Qi who was busy in his peripheral vision.
Ning Xiuyun narrowed his eyes, thinking that Shen Qi also knew a little about onomatopoeia, and seemed to have discovered something interesting.
But seeing Shen Wu unilaterally flirting with Shen Qimei, he felt a little unhappy for no reason.
So when Shen Qi finished tidying up his clothes and left, Ning Xiuyun waved his sleeves, raised his hand and pointed at Shen Wu, and said, "Shen Wu, if you stay in the convoy during this period, there is no guarantee that Pei Yan will not notice anything strange. You Take the 'Little Peacock' and head towards Xiangcheng."
Shen Wu was shocked. He didn't know where he had made His Highness the Crown Prince unhappy. He had been so nervous for the past month, but he didn't expect something went wrong.
Xiangcheng is in the direction of the capital. If he was sent there, wouldn't it mean that he would be far away from the crown prince's core team? Where would there be room for him in this guard camp in the future?
He couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, and glanced at Shen Qi subconsciously, wondering how long it would take him to return.
Shen Wuzhan tremblingly accepted his fate, but his tone could not conceal his confusion: "I accept the order...but the 'little peacock' is...?"
Commander Shen naturally knew that his subordinate was at gunpoint. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had just met Xiao. The young master said goodbye, and now that he saw Shen Wu's unconcealed gaze, it was natural that he felt unhappy.
Commander Shen did not dare to say a word of pleading, lest he would also be marked down by His Highness the Crown Prince.
Ning Xiuyun asked others to bring up the homing pigeon. He looked very kind. He said to Shen Wuyu earnestly: "You must let the 'little peacock' become familiar with the route of flying to and from Xiangcheng, and find a place in the middle." I'm stationed somewhere, so don't come back for the time being. This is an important job. Naturally, I value your ability when giving this task to you. You will definitely be able to do this well, right?" Shen Wu's eyes gradually brightened, knowing that he was
not After being transferred from the upper echelon of the guard camp, he felt relieved and solemnly responded: "Yes!"
Ning Xiuyun was very satisfied. This guy was a fool, and he felt relieved when such a person was used.
After giving up on Shen Wu's arrangements, Ning Xiuyun returned to the carriage belonging to the prince with a group of guards. All the officials and attendants in the carriage were resting. As soon as he passed by, they said "Your Highness the prince" one after another.
I don't know, I thought it was calling a ghost.
Ning Xiuyun was really bored and waved his hand impatiently.
"No courtesy."
The words spoken in a low voice were completely different from Ning Xiuyun's original pronunciation. This was one of the original owner's disguises in front of others.
The original owner had long been accustomed to speaking in a lowered voice, and his body even retained muscle memory. Ning Xiuyun had to adjust himself for a long time before he could barely get his voice back to normal.
This seemingly noble Crown Prince is not the least bit real in front of the world.
Ning Xiuyun kept walking, Shen Qi followed and opened the curtain of the carriage, and the figure of His Highness the Crown Prince disappeared in front of everyone.
There were whispers all around. Ever since His Highness the Crown Prince recovered from his illness, his temperament has become more and more unpredictable.
Half of the people in the guard camp were inexplicably missing. Pei Yan, who was once the most admired by His Highness the Crown Prince, may not have been summoned for a long time. Instead, he was an unknown soldier who was single-handedly promoted by the Crown Prince. Now he is so confident in the convoy that he is almost reaching the level of those with high status like them. On the head.
Many people are very dissatisfied with this. They were forced to leave the capital. Now not only have they not gained any benefits, but they are also being oppressed by people who look down upon them. How can they not be resentful.
Shen San left with His Highness the Crown Prince not long after he took office. He disappeared from the motorcade for too long. I wonder if these high-minded officials still remember who he is. Now is a good opportunity to re-establish their prestige.
He changed out of his coarse linen clothes, changed into a robe with black armor, and put on the waistband belonging to the imperial guard. He held the sword he retrieved in his hand. He quickly drew it out, and the sharp blade was immediately inserted into it. On a carriage nearby.
Commander Shen said coldly: "Everyone needs to know what to say and what not to say. If you can't control your tongue, Shen doesn't mind helping you."
The guard camp was now given the surname "Shen" by the prince, although in addition to being promoted to leader Shen San, the others had no official positions or promotions, but no one dared to look down upon these people who were promoted by the prince himself.
There was a sudden silence all around, and everyone couldn't help but feel terrified.
The prince is not as easy to talk to as he was when he first left the capital. At that time, the prince was very humble to the officials in the motorcade, and would even be led around by some old ministers without knowing it.
But now they have no doubt that even if Shen San kills any of them with his sword here, the prince will just watch indifferently.
It's like a cub that has been dormant for a long time breaks out of its trap, finally stretches its body and shows its fangs.
A long distance away, several civil servants from the Zhongshu Provincial Department huddled in the corner and accused Commander Shen of his intimidating behavior.
"Shen San... I don't know how much I weigh after being named by His Highness the Crown Prince."
"Be careful, in this situation, even Mr. Pei has lost the favor of His Highness the Crown Prince. You and I must be careful in the future. "
"Shen San... Pei San, ha, that one really meant something. Pei Sanlang used to be so arrogant. Everyone said he would follow the old path of Prime Minister Pei. He was a sure-fire future chief minister. Now he is like a lost dog... "
The official who spoke originally looked down on the coy manner of the Pei family and his son. Now that he saw Pei Yan's decline, he naturally wanted to ridicule him.
However, as soon as these words came out, no one dared to respond, and the surrounding area suddenly fell silent.
The colleague opposite the official winked and told him to shut up. He was suddenly puzzled: "Are you embarrassed?"
He heard a long sentence from behind: "A bereaved dog... Pei Xu is not that miserable yet. Right?"
Everyone's eyes fell on the source of the sound, and they saw a young man in green standing there, with a face like a crown jewel, a gentle and clear voice, and a calm smile on his face, as if he didn't mind being the talk of others after dinner. .
This man's name was Pei Yan, with the courtesy name Fengjun, and he was the son of the right prime minister. Pei Wenzhi, the right prime minister, had three sons, all of whom were direct descendants. Pei Yan was the third son, so many people in the capital were willing to call him "Pei Sanlang".
Pei Wenzhi had three children. The first two were no different from arty rich kids and had no talent in reading. Fortunately, a genius like Pei Yan was born, and the reputation of the Right Prime Minister was not tarnished.
Pei Yan entered the Shangshufang at the age of seven. He was praised by the Crown Prince and Tutor for his talent and intelligence. Later, he was selected by Emperor Jiaxing to be the Prince's companion. At the age of seventeen, he won three yuan in a row and entered the Hanlin Academy as a duty officer. He was very popular.
Now, although he has only changed to a casual position in the Ministry of Rites, everyone actually knows that he is the confidant of the Crown Prince Ning Yuan. As long as the Crown Prince can successfully ascend the throne, Pei Yan will be granted the title of Marquis and Prime Minister.
The prince originally had complete trust in Pei Yan. It is said that most of the prince's decisions were guided by Pei Yan behind him. This is evident from the deep relationship between the two.
But who would have thought that during the southern tour, Pei Yan was only sick for half a month and was immediately abandoned by the prince.
Compared with his former glory, Pei Yan is really in a state of desolation now.
However, even if he encountered such a situation of being ridiculed behind his back, Pei Yan behaved very calmly and kindly. He seemed to be going elsewhere. When passing by these colleagues, he even advised him in a good voice: "In the future, you will talk about people behind their backs." When chatting, it's better to find a place away from people."
As he said this, he took the attendants behind him and walked away slowly.
The person who spoke was so nervous that he was sweating, but he felt relieved when he saw that Pei Yan didn't seem to want to pursue the matter.
Although he seemed to look down on the Pei family, in fact he was just jealous. After all, they were both Jinshi for one year. Pei Yan could be the future prime minister, but he could only do odd jobs in the Hanlin Academy.
But if one really counts his background, no one in the entire team can be considered as a member of a higher-ranking family than Pei Yan.
His ridiculing gossip, if Pei Yan said even a word in front of Pei Wenzhi, his official career would be ruined immediately.
"Pei Sanlang is really generous... like a father." He bowed to Pei Yan's back before he could walk away, and hurriedly made excuses.
Pei Yan didn't look back. He didn't know if he heard this pale excuse. He walked to the other side of the motorcade without stopping.
On the contrary, the attendant beside him sighed sympathetically in his heart, thinking that this was really a flattery on the horse's leg.
From a perspective that no one could see, Pei Yan's face was expressionless, his eyes were as cold as cold stars, and his eyebrows were gloomy. The depression and anger that he had suppressed in his heart were like thatch piled high, and were wiped out by those last words. The compliments suddenly lit up.
He suddenly stopped and asked: "In which direction is His Highness's carriage parked today?"
The attendant hesitated and said, "Are you going too today? Master, you have been refused to be summoned by His Highness for nine consecutive days. If you go again, I'm afraid..."
Pei Yan sneered in his heart, but still pretended to be calm on the surface, and said warmly: "Feng Jun is living in such a miserable life, how can His Highness not bear to see me? Just lead the way."
Shen San, today's appearance is very conspicuous. x1
Shen Wu, today's conspicuous bag x2
Pei Yan, today's conspicuous bag x3