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Rong Cheng was completely different from the one on the dragon bed that night. Chen Huai felt a chill in his heart and said solemnly:

"I will obey the emperor's order. How many people will the emperor take with him on this trip?"

"I will take one person with me, and you can arrange the others."

Rong Cheng put his eyes back on the memorial, with a hint of impatience on his face: "You go out first."

"Yes, I will take my leave."

After Chen Huai finished speaking, he stepped back. As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw a clean-looking, elegant and refined man walking towards him.

Unlike ordinary ministers who wore court robes when meeting the emperor, he wore a green brocade robe embroidered with green bamboo. He had a strong scholarly air about him, which was quite eye-catching.

The two looked at each other, and the man walked into the study.

Chen Huai looked at the closed door behind him and casually asked Ming Xi who was walking over: "Who is that person? Why haven't I seen him before?"

Mingxi held two cups of fragrant tea on a wooden tray in his hand. He smiled and leaned closer and said:

"The seal holder has been recovering from his injuries for many days, but you may not know that he is the popular Lord Lu Jun. I heard that he and the emperor are old acquaintances from childhood. Recently, he has been summoned by the emperor every day. There are rumors in the court that the emperor intends to promote him to be the next three officials."

Mingxi is a shrewd man. As the emperor's personal eunuch, he naturally knows that the emperor will take Chen Huai with him on this incognito visit.

The emperor's mind is unpredictable, and no one knows whether the head of the Imperial Household Department will be reused by the emperor in the future. But Mingxi will never offend Chen Huai, as this is his way of survival in the deep palace.

"Okay, Master Chen, please take care. I'll go serve you tea first."

Mingxi leaned forward slightly and brought the teacup in.

Chen Huai narrowed his eyes when he heard that, Lu Jun?

I heard that he used to work for the eldest prince Jung. If Jung is the master, would he know his identity?

But judging from his reaction just now, it didn't look like he had seen me. Chen Huai thought for a long time, but he had no idea, so he simply gave up.

He touched the token he had taken from Hong Feng in his arms. This trip out of the palace was just an opportunity. Perhaps he could find out the true identity of this master by searching for the remnants.

Two days later, it was still dark and even the vendors setting up their morning stalls had not yet left the house.

A spacious carriage was parked in an open space at the corner of the street, and four burly men were standing outside the carriage, apparently waiting for someone.

At this time, a crisp sound of horse hooves came from behind. Chen Huai rode his horse to the front of the carriage, stopped the horse, and jumped off the horse with his long legs.

Walking to the car, he whispered, "Sir, everything has been arranged."

In the previous dynasty, there was Wei Xiang Yang Xuan. He arranged Mingxi and Fuquan in the study room, and changed the Jinyiwei from three patrols a day to five times, guarding the palace as solid as a rock to ensure that nothing would go wrong in a short period of time.

The curtain was lifted by a cold, slender hand, revealing Rong Cheng's face as white as the moon, and his voice was indifferent:

"What about the things I told you?"

Chen Huai cupped his hands: "Don't worry, sir, I've already said hello."

The emperor revealed a little news that he would go to the study seven days later. By then they would have entered Anzhou, and the timing was just right.

"Well, let's go."

After saying that, Rong Cheng let go of his hand. The moment the curtain was lowered, Chen Huai saw Lu Jun on the other side of the carriage.

It was him. It turned out that he was the person the emperor wanted to take with him.

Chen Huai frowned slightly, turned around and looked at the four masters behind him who he had specially selected from the Jinyiwei, and said in a deep voice:

"Departure immediately"

"Yes, my lord"

The group went out of the city gate before dawn and headed south.

They disguised themselves as tea merchants. One of the four Jinyiwei drove the carriage, and the other three followed on horseback to explore the way and guard. Chen Huai always followed the carriage on horseback, so he naturally heard the conversation in the carriage clearly.

A gentle male voice said attentively: "Sir, try this green tea, this year's new product"

Rong Cheng took the teacup, blew away the residue, took a sip, and spoke in a cold voice with a hint of briskness:

"It's really good, you should try it too."

Lu Jun immediately picked up the teacup and took a sip, smiling: "The green leaves in the cup are lightly turning, and the tea fragrance is overflowing. It's really good tea."

Chen Huai couldn't help but sneer. How jealous is this guy? Just drink tea, why write poetry?

This carriage was specially selected by him. It is made of fine agarwood and the material is thick. Even the wheels are wider than those of other carriages, so it is very stable when traveling on mountain roads.

Originally they were afraid that the precious emperor would suffer, but now it has made it convenient for this pedantic scholar to recite poetry and have fun.

Tsk tsk, he got goose bumps after hearing that.

When Rong Cheng opened the curtain, he saw Chen Huai rubbing his arms and frowning at him: "What are you doing?"

Chen Huai put down his sleeves and glanced at Rong Cheng from his horseback: "Nothing, thank you for your concern, young master."

Rong Cheng glared, who cares about him, you dog slave, don’t think he didn’t hear his sneer just now.

At this time, Lu Jun looked over from the car, with a hint of scholarly pride:

"Master Chen, you must have heard the poem I just wrote. We are just chatting on the way, so why not ask you to appreciate it for us?"

There was an obvious air of arrogance in these words. Chen Huai glanced at Lu Jun and saw in his eyes the disdain that these literati who valued integrity had for eunuchs.

Tsk... Chen Huai doesn't spoil him.

He immediately looked forward without looking at Lu Jun and said loudly:

"Forget about appreciating it. I am used to being rough. I get a headache and tremble all over when I hear such pedantic poetry. Lord Lu asked the wrong person."

This was quite impolite. Lu Jun's elegant face darkened and his chest rose and fell faster.

Rong Cheng looked at Chen Huai with displeasure and scolded coldly:

"If you can't hear it, cover your ears, or stay away. If you don't behave yourself, I'll punish you."

After saying this, he threw down the curtain with considerable force, which showed that he was angry.

Chen Huai looked at the fluttering curtains and tightly gripped the reins in his hands with a cold look in his eyes. However, he did not ride his horse away and always stayed guarding the carriage.

After what happened just now, Lu Jun stopped writing poetry and instead invited Rong Cheng to experience the people's customs.

They did not take the official road, but a country road. July was the time when farmers were sowing late rice, and there were only a few people planting rice in the vast paddy fields.

Chen Huai put his hands behind his back and looked at the two people who were talking passionately while planting rice in the paddy field not far away with their trouser legs rolled up.

The other three Jinyiwei went down to provide protection nearby. Only Luo Hai, who was driving the carriage, stayed behind. He said to Chen Huai:

"Master Seal, Lord Lu is really working hard. In order to become the Third Secretary, he tried his best to please the emperor. But the emperor treats him differently. Maybe he can really become the youngest prime minister of Daqian, which is a lucrative job."

Chen Huai didn't care about this, but just frowned slightly: "Different? How is it different?"

Luo Hai came closer and said, "Look, Master Seal, when has our emperor ever smiled at anyone like this?"

After saying this, seeing that Chen Huai looked unhappy, and thinking of the rumors in the palace that their seal was not valued now, Luo Hai realized that he had said something wrong, and hurriedly said in a serious tone:

"I deserve to die for my nonsense. Please forgive me, Master."

Chen Huai said nothing. He looked coldly at Lu Jun in the paddy field as he took out a handkerchief to wipe Rong Cheng's sweat, and dark tides welled up in his eyes.