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Chapter 211 The poison of rights
On the street at night, a carriage was driving slowly on it.

The sound of the wheels turning is clearly audible.

Inside the carriage.

Zhao Jia and Han Fei sat facing each other, chatting about Tianze and the others. As they got to know more, Han Fei gradually felt the difficulty of this matter. According to what Zhao Jia said, the manipulator behind this matter is extremely It might be Ji Wuye and the others, but in this way, another problem arises.

"According to what the young master said, Tianze has been imprisoned by Yemu's people all this time, and Yemu deliberately released him. But if this is the case, why did Yemu sit and watch the prince be kidnapped?"

Han Fei thought for a long time, watching Zhao Jia ask a question.

I have to say that he has a lot of questions tonight, but time does not wait for me. Han Fei has no time to investigate and analyze the truth behind it. He can only try to extract some useful information from Zhao Jia as a clue. Go investigate, it saves time.

At present, what Han Fei lacks most is time, because too much time is related to the safety of the prince, and there is no room for him to investigate slowly.

"I don't know about this. The ninth son may have forgotten that this is my first time in Korea. I don't know much about such things."

Zhao Jia looked at Han Fei helplessly, and smiled helplessly, with an innocent expression on his face.

Han Fei rolled his eyes in his heart. As far as what Zhao Jia said, if the other party didn't investigate in advance, how could the spies know such details, but these words obviously cannot be asked directly, after all, the other party has no obligation to help him. Even if the other party wants to marry Honglian on the surface.

He still hasn't figured out what Zhao Jia wants to do. Before he figured it out, Han Fei didn't know whether Zhao Jia was an enemy or a friend.

"I thought the young master knew a lot about Ji Wuye."

Han Fei chuckled.

Zhao Jia's face was indifferent, and he said casually: "I cooperate with Ji Wuye, what I value is not him, but the power in his hands. If the ninth son can be like Ji Wuye, he can have power , I will naturally choose Jiu Gongzi as the partner of cooperation."

"Power... the young master sees it thoroughly."

Han Fei was taken aback when he heard the words. He obviously didn't expect Zhao Jiahui to speak so straightforwardly. He pondered for a while and laughed at himself.

"Does the ninth son have no idea about the position of the crown prince? Maybe now is a good opportunity."

Zhao Jia looked at Han Fei and encouraged him.

"Young Master, you are joking. Han Fei does not covet the throne. I care more about the law than the throne. The throne changes alternately. No one can sit in this position forever. Only the law can last forever, and only the law can keep this place. To bring order out of troubled times and restore order.”

Han Fei did not hesitate at all, with a firm tone and bright eyes, explaining his ideals.

Compared with Li Si's realism, he is more idealistic.

Zhao Jia's expression remained unchanged, and he said slowly: "But if you sit on the throne, the ideals and ambitions of the Ninth Young Master may be more easily realized."

"maybe."

How could Han Fei not know this truth, but if he fought for that position, South Korea might be even more chaotic.

The poison of power will corrode the most tyrannical country, and it will also corrode the toughest people.

Law students, how could they not understand this truth.

If he really becomes that kind of person, there will be no turning back, maybe by then, he will not be who he is now.

As this question fell, the car fell silent for a while.

After a moment.

Han Fei suddenly smiled and said, "Compared to this matter, how is your son getting along with Honglian?"

Leaving aside the meaning behind this marriage, at present, it seems that Honglian's resistance to this marriage has weakened a lot. If the two of them are really allowed to develop, maybe it will be possible. If so, it is actually not bad No matter how bad it is, Honglian can be kept.

Han Fei still cared about his younger sister.

"You shouldn't ask me about this matter. Young Master Ninth should ask His Royal Highness Honglian. If she is willing, maybe my relationship with her can grow faster."

Zhao Jia said it as a matter of course.

"...Young master is really frank."

The corner of Han Fei's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help complaining. He obviously admired Zhao Jia's thick skin. He came here to ask Honglian to marry him. Why did it feel like the two sides were switched?

……

There was nothing to say along the way, and soon the group arrived at Zilanxuan.

Han Fei was in a hurry to ask Wei Zhuang for help. He had too few people at his disposal now, especially when facing such a martial arts master, he was really dwarfed by comparison, so he could only rely on Wei Zhuang. As for Zhao Jia, he naturally found Zi Female, admiring her plump and graceful figure.

Tonight's Zi Nu is still wearing the purple cheongsam with slits, and her long white legs are faintly visible as she walks, which is fascinating.

With a slender waist and a big fruit, when walking, there is even more charming charm.

The only thing that is regrettable is the heavy makeup on her face, which looks a little delicate, a little less glamorous and elegant in the past, and a little more coquettish.

"My lord, why would you come to Zilan Xuan today?"

Zi Nu walked to Zhao Jia's side, her arms dropped naturally, her hands folded on her lower abdomen, her purple eyes seemed to be able to speak, charming, gentle and affectionate, she said softly with a bit of a smile, her tone was very similar to that of many days The little wife who doesn't see her husband is infinitely reminiscent.

"I missed you, so I came here naturally. I haven't seen you for a few days, and Miss Zi Nu still looks the same."

Zhao Jia blinked, looked him up and down, and said with a little emotion.

Zi Nu covered her mouth and smiled lightly, her posture was graceful, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, she said: "If the young master really wants to, why don't you come for a few days, I must be fascinated by that princess, and I have forgotten Zi Nu~"

"Give me your hand~"

Zhao Jia straightened his face, stretched out his hand suddenly, and said to Zi Nu.

Zi Nu was taken aback by Zhao Jia's sudden seriousness, hesitated for a moment, then passed her hand over, and suddenly felt that her hand was being held by a big hand, and then Zhao Jia's voice came from her ear: "I forgot No one will forget you, because your eyes are very similar to my mother's."

He held Zi Nu's hand, and his eyes showed a bit of emotion and remembrance, as if he was remembering the passing away mother.

When Zi Nu saw Zhao Jia's expression, she immediately lost the urge to pull her hands away. The kind-hearted older sister would always comfort her lost brother, especially the good-looking brother. After all, women have maternal instincts. This is instinct and nature.

"Let Miss Zi Nu laugh."

Zhao Jia pondered for a while, then smiled freely, and seemed to have recovered, but his hand still did not let go of Zi Nu's hand.

Zi Nu tugged her hands involuntarily, her beautiful eyes moved slightly, she stared at Zhao Jia with a half-smile, and silently reminded Zhao Jia that it was time to let go.

Zhao Jia, however, seemed not to have heard her, and continued to hold her hand, and even turned his head to look at the scenery downstairs, admiring the dancers dancing below.

PS: The titles of the first two chapters are wrong, but it does not affect

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