Pick all the cold branches

Zhang Siyuan's eyes flickered, but he didn't respond immediately.

The young son in front of him, Zhen Xian, although he has never met, has also heard of his name in many rumors.

The young attendant on the king's side, receiving all the honors and favors, being arrogant and unruly, was his descriptive description of Zhen Xian under the rumors.

Until just now, when he saw this young man walk into the room and started flipping through the picture scrolls in the room without saying a word, he never changed his mind.

As an eunuch, Zhang Siyuan has seen many eccentricities of high officials and nobles who don't talk to others, and he doesn't think it's a big deal for His Highness Prince Jing to be obsessed with a childhood companion with a fair face and a fair talent.

Even, looking at it with eyes accustomed to the hustle and bustle of Beijing, Zhang Siyuan felt that the person in front of him was handsome but not stunning, and in terms of intelligence, he was as good as he thought.

However, at this moment, when Zhen Xian asked himself to return to Beijing and was willing to go to jail to break the deadlock in Zhejiang, Zhang Siyuan felt that all the existing cognitions about Zhen Xian were overturned.

So much so that he didn't even bother to think deeply about when and where Zhen Xian read the Lu family's top-secret account books, why such an important thing, he never let Lu Lan let go, but was put under house arrest for this. , but Zhen Xian got his hands "with ease".

Feed the tiger with his body.

Such words flashed across Zhang Siyuan's mind.

He has also seen loyal officials who remonstrate with death, and warriors who are not afraid of death, but Zhen Xian's move is different.

Death is but a moment, the end of everything.

Zhen Xian is not asking for death.

He just resolutely offered himself up and let the wolves hunt and bite, just to fight for a chance of life.

It is his own, it is also Jing Wang Jiafei's, and it is the world's people.

Even if waiting for him will be a more tedious and hopeless life than death.

Such a person should not have been born on the emperor's side.

"You, why..." Zhang Siyuan only felt his voice tense, and he opened his mouth in a daze, only to realize that he had slipped his words, he hurriedly collected his thoughts, cleared his throat, and asked, "When and where did you see the Lu family's account book?"

"Right here and now." Zhen Xian lowered his eyes quietly.

Zhang Siyuan suddenly remembered the picture scrolls that Zhen Xian had been looking at since he entered the door, and was shocked and unbelievable for a moment.

It's ridiculous that he has been under house arrest in this elegant house for so long, and what he wants is right in front of him, but he never notices it.

Subconsciously, he flew up and reached out to grab the scrolls.

Zhen Xian stopped him.

"Mr. Zhang can look through it, but he can't take it away."

It stands to reason that this is an excellent evidence, and it should be sealed up and delivered urgently to the palace.

But if he takes these scrolls away, Lu Shiquan will know immediately, and then he will silence Lu Lan, and at the same time use all his power to hunt him down and destroy the evidence.

In this way, it may be difficult for him to return to the capital.

This kind of physical evidence must be taken away but cannot be taken away. As Zhen Xian said, it is stored in his heart. It is the safest way to return to the capital with him, go to prison, and face the emperor.

Zhang Siyuan noticed that his palm was already wet and cold.

"You just read it once and memorized it all?"

Zhen Xian nodded quietly, "I've made a note of it."

Zhang Siyuan asked: "Do you know what it means to go to prison?"

"I know." Zhen Xian remained silent.

Zhang Siyuan gritted his teeth tightly, and the veins on his forehead bulged, "Then do you know that although the Holy Majesty has a decree to 'investigate', he has not seen a decree to 'do it'. It is normal to investigate and not act. Even if you are smashed to pieces, the result will be nothing." It may not be as you wish."

Zhen Xian acquiesced for a moment, but still responded in a deep voice: "I know."

Zhang Siyuan almost got anxious, grabbed Zhen Xian with his backhand and growled, "Are you really not afraid?"