Princess 1.8 meters

Jiang Heng said that he entered the palace as soon as he entered the palace, and he was unequivocal.It's just that the horse that just ate the horse grass and lay down comfortably was brought out again before it had slept.

Shen Zhi and the tearful Ma'er looked at each other, as if they saw themselves.

Ah Jiu set up the carriage neatly, winked at the sleepy Shen Zhi, and Shen Zhi returned a gentle smile.

Calmly observing the interaction between the two, Jiang Heng said with his hands behind his back: "Shen Jinghe, you come to drive the carriage."

Shen Zhi was taken aback for a moment: "The lower officials have never..."

"I heard that Mr. Shen is proficient in the six arts."

Shen Zhi: "..."

How annoying, Your Highness, why have you heard so many things.

Originally, his desire to rest quietly on the carriage was shattered, but fortunately, Shen Zhi was in a good state of mind, and he honestly helped the noble master who didn't need to be helped into the carriage, and then he himself followed.

Among the six arts, "imperial" is what Shen Zhi is least good at.

Because he is lazy.

The avenue in the capital is spacious and flat, and it was already night, so Shen Zhi's carriage was fairly stable, so no accidents would happen.

Even though they were personal bodyguards, Jiang Heng only brought Ah Jiu and a crippled Shen Zhi. Shen Zhi squinted his eyes to feel the oncoming cool breeze, and thought that Her Royal Highness actually didn't want to bring anyone out, but it was only a short coachman.

The carriage rumbled along the wide avenue of the capital, and soon arrived near the imperial city.

Jin Yiwei was mainly responsible for patrolling and guarding inside the imperial city, and he didn't know why Bai Riwei Shizhi ran outside the imperial city, Shen Zhi glanced at the patrolling Shangzhi army, took out Jiang Heng's jade token and handed it over.

The leading general took it and looked at it, with a strange expression on his face: "It turns out it is...His Royal Highness Princess Hanning. The imperial city has been strictly prohibited these days, so please step down and get out of the car."

A faint "hmm" came from the carriage, Jiang Heng lifted the curtain, the soft moon-white cuffs lined with slender white fingers, it was really pretty.

Ah Jiu stepped forward to help, but was gently pushed away, and Her Highness the Princess came out by herself, wearing a bamboo hat, and the white gauze was hanging down, making it difficult to see her face clearly.The moonlight slanted and smeared half of his body, which was as cold as frost and snow.

Everyone involuntarily fixed their eyes on the white gauze, wanting to see whether it was Yan or Mei, but no one cared about his height which was different from ordinary people.

Leaving Ah Jiu waiting in place, Jiang Heng and Shen Zhi entered the imperial city smoothly.After passing through the gate, Shen Zhi saw the servant who seemed to have been waiting for a long time standing beside him. Seeing the two people coming, he quickly bowed down and saluted: "I have seen Her Royal Highness Princess Hanning, Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time, please."

Shen Zhi also ran with his father in the officialdom several times when he was young, and he often saw this servant when he entered the palace for banquets. He guessed that it should be an old man who followed the Holy Majesty. I saluted.

The servant was stunned for a moment, and his smile was a bit genuine, and while leading the way, he looked back at Shen Zhi: "Your Highness, the person next to you... is the eldest son of the Shangshu Family of the Ministry of War?"

Jiang Heng gave a faint "hmm".

The servant smiled at Shen Zhi, turned around and said casually: "Your Majesty has suffered from heatstroke for the past few days, and he is not in a good mood. It is rare for His Highness to enter the palace. Excuse me for talking too much, but please make Your Majesty happy."

Said to be "coaxing", Jiang Heng put on this cold face, it is good not to anger the emperor, this servant is secretly mentioning Jiang Heng.

Most eunuchs are indifferent to others, and the more respect and kindness they receive from others, the better they will be treated.

Shen Zhi covered his sleeves, smiled without saying a word.

Jiang Heng looked at Shen Zhi with a smile that was not a smile, but saw that the "polite" and "gentle" Shen Zhi had returned to a drowsy sleepiness, feeling the gaze from his immediate superior, and unexpectedly He raised his lips recklessly and revealed a somewhat smug smile.

Jiang Heng looked at him, and suddenly felt a bit itchy, the little beast that was imprisoned in his heart seemed to be breaking through the confinement and crawling out.

Taking a deep breath, he turned his gaze back, and the bottom of his eyes, which had been a little turbulent just now, also turned into calm.

Soon we arrived at the Maoqin Palace, it was quite late, and the surroundings were quiet, occasionally there was the sound of the cuffs of Jin Yiwei patrolling past rubbing against the handle of the knife.

After entering the hall, Shen Zhi kept his head down, and after a serious ceremony, he heard the Holy Majesty on the seat say, "Get up."

Before Jiang Heng could say anything, the emperor took the initiative to ask: "Did you meet an assassin when you left Beijing today?"

Jiang Heng lowered his head and pursed his lips: "Yes."

"Are you hurt?"

"Going back to my father, there are guards around me, and my son is unscathed."

Shen Zhi was thinking about why the atmosphere between the father and daughter was so strange, and it didn't fit the rumor that "Your Majesty is holding Princess Hanning in his palm" at all, when suddenly he felt a majestic and solemn gaze falling on him.

Immediately, Shen Zhi heard the emperor say: "Shang Shu's eldest son? Raise your head and show me. It is rare for Master Shang Shu to ask me, unexpectedly his eldest son is really talented in both civil and martial arts."

... No, Majesty, you misunderstood.

Shen Zhi lowered his head and adjusted his facial expression, kowtowed before raising his face: "I have seen His Majesty."

The thin middle-aged man sitting on the seat had bright eyes and a pair of sword-like eyebrows that were heroic, and no joy, anger, or dislike could be seen from his face.The nobility in Jiang Heng's eyebrows was probably passed down from the emperor, almost exactly the same.

Shen Zhi didn't have the guts to stare at the emperor's face all the time, and after a glance, he lowered his eyes, looking obedient and respectful.

The emperor smiled: "Sure enough, he is a good-looking talent."

Shen Zhi bowed again modestly and implicitly, quietly pretending to be dead.

The facial features of the master next to him are not very similar to the Holy One, but should be like his mother and concubine.

But who is the concubine of Princess Hanning and King Zhao?

Shen Zhi frowned secretly, feeling that this was a very important matter.

Although he blatantly lost his mind, Shen Zhi concealed it very well, and the Holy Majesty didn't intend to look at him more, and his eyes returned to Jiang Heng, but his tone didn't sound like he was talking to his daughter: "The guard who stopped your mansion during the day General Banner, he has already been whipped and went home to think about his mistakes."

Jiang Heng bent down: "Thank you, Father, for upholding justice for my son and minister."

The Holy Majesty hummed, tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and after a long while, he spoke again: "Can you recognize where the assassin came from?"

Jiang Heng paused, then suddenly fell to his knees.When he knelt, Shen Zhi had to kneel too, so he had to accept his fate and kneel back.

Jiang Heng's face remained calm, but there was a slight tremor: "Father, today these assassins... have their tongues pulled out."

The hand of the emperor knocking on the table was also a meal.

Jiang Heng raised his face slowly, and he didn't know whether it was scarlet or water mist in his eyes: "...their moves are exactly the same as those people four years ago."

The emperor's face darkened, and he slapped the table suddenly, causing the green inkstones on the table to tremble.The waiter next to him hurriedly handed tea: "Master, calm down."

Jiang Heng silently kowtowed again, looking a little thin and pitiful.

Shen Zhi's eyes widened, he looked at Her Highness's back that was not at all thin and pitiful, and remembered Jiang Heng's cold and sharp spirit when he grabbed the sword to kill people during the day, he could only: "..."

You royals have deep tricks.

Because he had forgotten many things, Shen Zhi was in a fog, unable to understand what and what they were talking about.After the enraged Majesty took a sip of tea and calmed down, his face was still gloomy: "That's unreasonable! Don't worry, Ah Ying, Father will not let you be wronged again."

Jiang Heng said indifferently: "Father forgot, the minister has already changed his name, and Brother Dai Heng survived."

The emperor's expression froze, he stared at Jiang Heng for a moment, then shook his head: "Zhong Xing, the commander of Fusi of Xuanbei Town will have an audience immediately."

The servant bent down and exited the hall.

The aloof emperor was silent for a moment, and then began to knock on the table unconsciously with his fingers: "It's getting late, you're weak, go back first."

Jiang Heng responded, took Shen Zhi and left the Maoqin Hall, rejected the little servant who came forward to lead the way, and after walking for a while, when there was no one around, he turned his head and glanced at Shen Zhi: "You seem to want to laugh?"

The corners of Shen Zhi's mouth froze, and he said gently: "Don't dare."

"That's what I thought."

Shen Zhi: "..."

Shen Zhi thought to himself, Your Highness, you are really unlovable.

Turning his head to look at the inner palace full of flying dreams, Jiang Heng said in a vague way: "Laugh if you want to, it's ridiculous in the first place."

Shen Zhi didn't know what to say, he tilted his head to look at him for a moment, then bent his eyes and smiled as he said.

Seeing that he was so "well-behaved", Jiang Heng wanted to bully him inexplicably.

Shen Zhi didn't know what the solemn-looking Highness was thinking, the two walked back and forth for a while, his footsteps suddenly stopped, he looked up at the dark black sky full of stars, and said in a low voice: " Your Highness, didn't you say that it will rain tonight?"

Jiang Heng's footsteps also paused.

Shen Zhi saw that he turned his head slowly, and for a moment there seemed to be a teasing smile on his clear face, which was fleeting, and the next moment, Her Royal Highness still had a serious face, and calmly said: "I lied to you!" .”

Shen Zhi said: "..."

For the rest of the time, Shen Zhi was entangled in being cheated and didn't have time to go back to the backyard to sleep. When he saw Ah Jiu who was quietly waiting in front of the palace gate, Shen Zhi suddenly woke up.

Jiang Heng treated him so loosely that he almost forgot the difference in status.

Regardless of whether Jiang Heng lied to him or not, as the personal bodyguard of Her Royal Highness, the princess's orders would be met with swords and flames.

This belated recognition made Shen Zhi, who was used to being loose, a little depressed. He was able to bend and stretch, but he couldn't bear to be restrained everywhere, and now he started to think about how to leave the princess mansion.

Jiang Heng didn't know the little Jiujiu in Shen Zhi's heart. Looking back, he looked so sleepy that he seemed to fall to the ground, and he could sleep on the ground with the sky as the bed. He was a little worried that if he drove the carriage, he would have to find an imperial doctor when he turned around, so he let him Ah Jiu came to drive the carriage.

Seeing that both of them had gone up, the hard-working Ah Jiu drove back to the princess mansion smoothly.

Shen Zhi originally wanted to show that he was not so lazy or sleepy easily, so he leaned against the wall of the carriage and swayed for a while, but he still couldn't help but closed his eyes, the long crow-black eyelashes drooping, casting a layer of light on his eyes. Light shade.

When he was in a haze, Shen Zhi felt something warm and cool rubbing against his face.He is a very patient person, he endured it for a while, and felt the hand pinch his face, and he couldn't bear it anymore, he opened his eyes to see who was doing the evil, but met a pair of cool and black eye.

Shen Zhi: "..."

Jiang Heng: "..."

Shen Zhi said in a warm voice with a stiff face: "...Your Highness?"

Jiang Heng withdrew his hand without changing his face, nodded: "Here we are."

After getting off the carriage, Shen Zhi still couldn't help but look at Jiang Heng again: "Your Highness, you just..."

Jiang Heng was expressionless: "What happened to me just now?"

"……nothing."

Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck Shen Zhi's mind.

Forgive him for being sentimental, this master, he must be coveting his...beauty, right?

The author has something to say:

Jiang Heng: Well, I covet your beauty, how about you?

Shen Zhi: ...

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After checking the information, I found out that the eunuchs only called themselves "slaves" and "slaves" in the Qing Dynasty. Although this article is empty, it mainly borrows from the background of the Ming Dynasty. During the Ming Dynasty, the servants with high status can call themselves "ministers"_(:з" ∠) ＿The old man next to the emperor should have nothing wrong with calling himself a minister... um.

It's okay if there's something wrong...

We are overhead, hee hee hee.