Pick all the cold branches

Chen and Zhang couldn't go far, and there were no outsiders in this room, and they couldn't hold back any longer and fell out.

The emperor issued a decree to "assign" His Royal Highness King Jing to the land of Qin. The news spread quickly, not only the guards brought by Jiafei from the capital, but also the servants who served in the mansion of Southern Zhili. Got it, they all gathered anxiously and panicked, saw Jia Fei and knelt down on the ground, shouting "Prince", although there was nothing touching to say, tears had already wet the front of his clothes.

Although these people were not brought from the Jingzhong Palace, they have been with Jiafei in Nanzhili for three years. Most of their families are in the local area, and they have received many favors from the king. Naturally, they don't want him to leave, and they are more concerned about the future. Fate is terrified, for fear that once His Highness Prince Jing leaves, the southeast land will be controlled by the eunuchs again, and the people will fall into a miserable situation again.

Especially, in the eyes of these ordinary people, the Holy Majesty's decree is completely unreasonable.

During his three years in the southeast, His Royal Highness King Jing quelled border troubles and purged officials, saving the people from fire and water.In the past three years, the livelihood of the people in the two provinces has been safe and peaceful. Although many taxes have been reduced or exempted, they can still rely on the silk trade of the Weaving Bureau to generate wealth for the treasury.This is obviously a great achievement, why not reward instead of punish, and drive His Highness King Jing to the more remote and difficult Qin land?

Not to mention the servants in the mansion, the guards couldn't accept it even more, and they all got angry from their hearts, thinking that it was Chen Shiqin who had done something evil, which caused the Holy One to suddenly issue such an inexplicable oracle.

Yuqing was the first to jump up angrily and wanted to rush out, cursing: "That old dog is so arrogant, so what if I go and pick his head up right now?!" The sabers are all raised.Just arrived at the door, but was dragged back by an angry reprimand.

"What's the mess? What does it look like when it gets out?"

Jia Fei frowned, and without looking at anyone, he raised his finger to the door.

"Father let me enter the Qin Dynasty. Naturally, there is a reason for my father. Whoever refuses to obey the holy will can go out of my house by himself and don't have to come back. My temple here is small and can't hold such a big Buddha."

Yuqing had already stepped out of the threshold with one foot, but when she heard this, she was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood, so she could only draw her foot back unwillingly, and squatted on the ground scratching her heart and lungs.

Seeing that the boy was honest after all, Jiafei glanced at him quietly, and without saying anything to him, he turned to look at the servants who were kneeling on the ground, and sighed.

"I accept your wishes. But whether it's Pingkou or Anmin, I didn't do it alone, so I should keep it in my head. I'm in Nanzhili, and I was just a passer-by. There are also Hu Du Tang and the adults of the two provinces and three divisions, what has happened in the past three years, and what will happen in the future, don't worry too much."

He asked them all to get up, and comforted him with a promise:

"If you want to go home, I will take care of it; if you want to stay in the mansion, the emperor has not issued an order to withdraw the mansion. If you can stay for a day, stay for a day. If you can't stay, I will I will ask Hu Dutang to arrange a place for you—”

"The villain is willing to enter Qin with the prince!" Before the words finished, someone shouted first.

"The villain is also willing to follow the prince! Wherever the prince goes, the villain just follows!"

As soon as someone took the lead, the rest followed suit, and the voices of swearing allegiance to the death came and went one after another.

Jiafei suddenly didn't know what to say.

So far in his life, he has heard too many words of loyalty, and he has long been numb to hearing, but there is never a moment like this, as if something hot is about to burst out of his chest.

This is the crowd under the mud puddle.

There is such a group of people, regardless of high or low, regardless of life or death, they are willing to follow him closely.

But people shouldn't be like this.Most people are not like that.It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.These people could have abandoned him decisively and fled to a safer place.But they didn't.

And they are just a group of vague-faced civilians. Compared with those glamorous high-ranking officials and nobles, they are really grass-like people, and their names are never even remembered.But they chose not to sway with the wind.

They are the humblest and the noblest.

But they were not earned by himself, but given to him by Xiaoxian.

What they vow to follow is him, not him, but King Jing Jiafei who is accompanied by Zhen Xian.

It was Xiaoxian who made him who he was.

How subtle this feeling is.

Jiafei suddenly felt that he was short of words, no matter how he spoke, it seemed redundant.

He felt that Zhen Xian shook his hand, like cool but pliable water flowing through his palm and fingertips.

Xiaoxian was saying something to everyone, but he couldn't really hear it at all.

There is a torrent surging in my heart, but the sound of hitting the waves is mixed with sourness. If there is a cry of pain, it isolates the hoarseness of everything.

After everyone retreated and turned back to the inner hall, he saw the flashing smile on the corner of Zhen Xian's lips.

"You're laughing at me."

He immediately complained, as if venting his anger.

"I didn't." Zhen Xian turned around and looked at him, obviously holding his smile, but couldn't hold it anymore, he simply lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes to laugh out loud, "I just think of the time when I first met His Highness in Yonghe Palace, and Now this Prince Jing is simply not the same person."

"You joked that I was stupid and ignorant when I was a child, and I couldn't hold my breath when I was hit a little bit, and I even cried." Jia Fei frowned, and dragged Zhen Xian like a fool and refused to let go.

Zhen Xian couldn't break free, he was caught in front of him and pressed him so that he couldn't move, he could only smile and said: "I didn't say that, Your Highness said it himself."

Jiafei suddenly felt a little melancholy.

"It looks like it's about to reach the age of [-], can it still be the same as a ten-year-old doll?"

He stretched out his hand to wrap Zhen Xian in his arms, and leaned over to listen to the familiar heartbeat.

Xiaoxian's body is warm, just like the day many years ago when he suddenly lost his mother and was imprisoned in the Yonghe Palace by his father, it is also warm, allowing him to take a breath from the confusion and feel Have the courage to live.

"Am I...really too greedy?"

He closed his eyes abruptly, laughing wryly at himself.

"God gave you back to me, what else am I not satisfied with? Should I calm down and cherish what is in front of me?"

This wasn't originally a question.

He knew he wouldn't get an answer at all.

He just buried his face willfully, feeling like a drowning man, struggling stubbornly while sliding towards the relief under the cold abyss.

After a long time, he heard Zhen Xian's voice calm in the silence.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with that?"

The voice was neither light nor heavy, low and melodious, but calm and powerful, and every word sounded.

"The ambition of His Highness is the ultimate power in the world, or the ability to bless the people?"

Jia Fei opened his eyes abruptly.

How could it be possible to relax.

Ever since he made up his mind back then, since his mother died, perhaps, since the first cry in this world, he was already doomed to be unable to escape.

Either life or death, only immortality.

He has never forgotten for a moment that he once vowed that those who cultivate will have their fields, those who live in them will have their houses, everyone will have a constant career, and good people will be happy. Peaceful.

What he wants can only be realized and guarded by this way, and only this way is his right way.

That being the case, even if he really entered the Qin Dynasty, so what?

The people of Qin are also his people, the people of the world.

He knew Xiaoxian was watching him.

Jiafei slowly straightened up.

"If I go to Qin -"

To be honest, he really couldn't guess what would happen next, good or bad.

The imperial father's will was made suddenly, and even more strangely, I'm afraid there will be changes in Beijing.

There is no news of the younger brother and mentor who stayed in the capital, and the youngest son and Zhongxin who are exiled in the north are not sure whether they are safe or not. Maybe it is really a dead end and there is no chance of life.

He has no way of knowing, let alone a way out, only to go forward bravely.

There is a star of fire in the eyes, and the fierceness gradually becomes a prairie fire.

He raised his head to meet Zhen Xian's gaze, but saw the corners of Zhen Xian's lips twitch lightly.

"I actually thought that His Highness might not really want to join Qin."