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?Huaijun brought Minxuan and Song Leyu, and a group of three came to Zheng's mansion in a low-key manner, all because Jiang Huaifeng came back from Nanban.

Jiang Huaifeng hadn't set foot in the capital for many years, so he didn't expect to come back this time for Taifu Zheng's funeral.

Two white lanterns were hung high outside the gate of Zheng's mansion, and the decorations were also removed in the mansion, and white cloth was spread, making it look extraordinarily deserted.Bai here, inside and out, reminded him that Taifu Zheng had gone, which made him feel sad.

He lingered in the study full of memories for a while before he asked Liu Bo to deliver a message to the palace for him, informing Huai Jun that he was back.Then, he washed himself up, so as not to meet Huai Jun in a hurry.

After he finished washing and washing, he changed into plain clothes, stepped out of the main hall, and ran into Huai Jun who had just come over.

The two took a step back and looked at each other. The cousins ​​they hadn't seen for many years slowly regained a little familiarity from the strangeness, and Huai Jun called out kindly: "Cousin."

Jiang Huaifeng came back to his senses, quickly bent down, bowed and said: "I see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Cousin, get up, you and I don't talk about these etiquette." Huai Jun stepped forward to support Jiang Huaifeng affectionately, and then introduced Min Xuan to him: "This is the fifth brother, Min Xuan."

After listening, Jiang Huaifeng bent down slightly again, "See the fifth prince."

"General Jiang, don't be too polite."

As soon as the words finished, Huai Jun introduced again: "This is the son of the Song family, Song Leyu."

Jiang Huaifeng glanced at Song Leyu, but curled his lips with disdain.

Since the meeting just now, Song Leyu has been sizing up Jiang Huaifeng.He has a pair of thick eyebrows, piercing eyes, a hulking back, and a heroic posture. He is no different from the one he met many years ago, and he can be seen at a glance that he is a dragon and phoenix.

However, after fighting on the battlefield for a long time, his brows are less youthful and frivolous, and more stable and mature.

Song Leyu, who saw his old friend, suddenly became in a better mood, and said lightly, "Master Jiang, long time no see, sister Yun, how is she?"

Hearing his wife's name, Jiang Huaifeng gritted his teeth and gave Song Leyu a bitter look.

To him, Song Leyu had harbored ill intentions towards his wife many years ago; to Song Leyu, those were nothing more than the past affairs of these playboys in the capital.

Min Xuan frowned, not knowing the grievances between the two, only knowing that the important thing is the most important thing, so he gave Song Leyu a dissatisfied look, and then said bravely: "Let's talk in the main hall."

After entering the main hall and closing the door, it was much more convenient to talk. After a few pleasantries between Huai Jun and Jiang Huaifeng, they immediately turned to the business.

He lowered his volume and said, "Father is seriously ill, cousin, it's just in time for you to come back."

Song Leyu on the side snorted coldly. He had never cared much about others, but he was indeed full of disdain for these royal children—isn't he just full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but more selfish and ruthless than anyone else?

The three of them were familiar with Song Leyu's temper, and they didn't even say any reprimands. They were just reciprocating and benefiting each other, not making friends, so why bother to please everyone?

"Your Highness, please rest assured that the Dingwu Army is also on the way."

Huai Jun nodded and roughly explained the current situation.

In the end, he is already a veritable prince, and it is only natural that he will inherit the throne in the future, but Nuo Xu and others are still vainly seeking the throne, so he has no choice but to do so.

But as conceited as Jiang Huaifeng, he just raised his eyebrows, thinking to himself, he followed his father to fight against the Southern Man when he was young, and the Dingwu army was trained by the Jiang family for generations, how could Yongting's Ding'an army be able to fight against it?

Even though Song Leyu disdained Huai Jun's actions, he also raised the corners of his lips complacently, thinking smugly that the Song family's reputation as a wealthy country is not based on it. What is it to help the poor and help the weak? Even if he is asked to buy a few sections of the capital, his eyes He won't belittle him, it's just that his ancestors will jump out of the coffin and scold him for being a prodigal son.

Huai Jun looked at the two of them with satisfaction. As the prince, he had already thought about his future, and no one could shake him. He was the only one in the yellow robe who could ascend to the throne of God!

Seeing that the three of them were so confident, Min Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief secretly, and his restless heart calmed down.

The sky turned dark and yellow, and they roughly settled the matter. In the final analysis, whether this matter is easy to defend but difficult to attack, or their chances of winning are better.

Huai Jun asked Min Xuan and Song Leyu to go back first, while he kept Jiang Huaifeng, and the two brothers got together for a while.

"Cousin, Nanman is remote, have you gotten used to it over the years?"

"How can I not get used to it?" Jiang Huaifeng laughed heartily twice: "Since the Jiang family has guarded the Nanman for generations, I am naturally used to it."

After listening, Huai Jun's energetic eyes flashed a strange light.

He sighed, and said, "If grandpa hears what my cousin said, he will definitely feel comforted."

"I'm not filial." When mentioning Zheng Taichuan, Jiang Huaifeng, who had always respected him, had to feel guilty: "Grandpa is seriously ill, I should come back sooner."

"At that time, the southern barbarians invaded the border, and grandpa stopped my letter to you so that you would not be distracted." Huai Jun took out a jade pendant from his bosom and handed it to Jiang Huaifeng: "Grandpa asked me to give it to you before he died. of."

Jiang Huaifeng stared blankly at the jade pendant in Huai Jun's hand, this jade pendant inherited from the Zheng family, he naturally knew its meaning.

But he shook his head, didn't reach out to take it, and said with a smile: "You are the grandson that grandpa is most proud of, so please keep this jade pendant."

Taifu Zheng married one wife and one concubine, but he only gave birth to two daughters and two grandchildren. Everyone knew that sooner or later everything about him would be handed over to them.

However, Jiang Huaifeng knew in his heart that Taifu Zheng would leave the best things to Huaijun.Regardless of whether Huai Jun is his grandson, more importantly, Huai Jun's status as the third prince is something that Jiang Huaifeng can't compare with him in all his life's efforts.

Jiang Huaifeng also hated Huai Jun when he was a child, but after he came to Nanman, these years of tempering also tempered the jealousy. In the end, Taifu Zheng also loved him.

Huai Jun looked at his smile, but didn't stop: "Grandpa has always been proud of you, otherwise he wouldn't insist on waiting for you to come back before the funeral."

"Your Highness, even if you don't do this, I will..."

Before he finished speaking, Huai Jun showed a dissatisfied expression: "This is not a tool for trading. Grandpa's last wish is indeed for you to inherit the Zheng family. Cousin, don't let grandpa down."

Jiang Huaifeng looked at Huai Jun hesitantly, under his firm gaze, he finally reached out and took the jade pendant, a corner of his heart that had been empty for a long time was filled by this jade pendant.

He put it down while talking, but he still longed for Taifu Zheng's approval.

Now that this jade pendant is in his hands, it not only proves that Taifu Zheng agrees with him, but also means that the property and connections accumulated by the Zheng family in the future belong to him.

Huai Jun emphasized: "From now on, the Zheng Mansion is yours."

Jiang Huaifeng looked at Huai Jun gratefully, patted his heart vigorously, and promised: "As long as the minister is needed, I will do my best and die!"

After the two chatted for a while, it was getting dark, Jiang Huaifeng left Huai Jun to have dinner in Zheng's residence, but Huai Jun refused.

Huai Jun walked on the deserted street, but his footsteps became more and more brisk. He knew that one day, everything here would belong to him.Thinking of this, the beast in his heart licked his lips comfortably, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, there was a scent of beef brisket, and Huai Jun, who hadn't eaten yet, followed the scent to the noodle stall on the corner of the street.

There was only one customer sitting at the noodle stall, and just as he finished eating the noodles and left, Huai Jun became a new customer.

The noodle cooker was an old man. With an accent, he enthusiastically said to Huai Jun: "Guest, sit down quickly, the beef brisket noodles here are the best."

Maybe it was because of his enthusiasm, or maybe he was hungry, anyway, Huai Jun just sat down and said, "Have a bowl."

The old man responded with the word "yes" full of air.

Huai Jun looked at the deserted street. At this time, the stalls were not open yet, and people were rushing home to eat, so he asked suspiciously: "Old man, why don't you go home to eat at this time?"

The old man smiled kindly, and when Huai Jun was an ignorant son of a family, he explained: "If you don't make money, how can you have food? The earthquake in my place killed many people, and everyone had no food. Finally, I came to the capital. , but couldn’t find a job, the poor parents of the three children were killed, I don’t want to eat, but the three children will also eat.”

Huai Jun was a little surprised, he didn't expect that there would be people hungry in this peaceful and prosperous age.

"Where are you from?" he asked.

"Pingyang, alas, many people died from the shock, had nothing to eat, and died of starvation. My family couldn't make it through, so I followed people to the capital. It's not because I want to live a good life. Two meals are enough." The old man said Said, while scooping up the boiled soup with a spoon, poured it into a bowl, sprinkled with chopped green onion, and served it in front of Huai Jun.

Huai Jun looked at the beef brisket and noodles in the bowl, and suddenly lost half of his appetite.

For the Pingyang earthquake, the imperial court allocated a batch of silver taels for disaster relief, and the officials who reported it all said in unison that the local casualties were not serious. Unexpectedly, people starved to death now.

Thinking about it, this matter must be investigated thoroughly!

The old man who had nothing to do, continued to talk to Huai Jun cheerfully: "Fortunately Wang Wang knew about this, gave me money to open this stall, and let my eldest son go to the library to study, my eldest son Very smart, already able to recite the Three Character Classic..."

The old man talked endlessly, all in praise of Nuo Xu, saying that he is the reincarnated Bodhisattva who helped many people, which made Huai Jun feel more and more uncomfortable.

After the old man finished expressing his gratitude to Nuo Xu, Huai Jun couldn't hold back and asked, "What about the prince?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he said: "The prince is fine, but Wang Wang is kind to my family, he is my family's benefactor!"

After hearing this, Huai Jun lost his appetite, thinking that this stall was paid for by Nuo Xu, he didn't want to eat.

He was about to take out the silver taels from his bosom, but suddenly he heard the old man's angry cry, he hurriedly looked back, and saw a burly man rushing towards him with a big knife in his left hand.

He quickly stood up, overturned the table, and said to the old man, "Get out of the way!"

The old man hid in a corner, trembling his old body, murmured: "Don't kill me, I still have three children in my family, and the three children have no father or mother..."

Seeing that he was safe, Huai Jun was half relieved.

The big man rushed in front of him in an instant, he raised his knife, and when he was about to chop it down, he was blocked by a sword.

Huai Jun saw that it was from the south.

While facing the big man, Nan Qi said: "The villain is late to save you, please forgive me, Your Highness!"

"It's not too late, let him live." Huai Jun said coldly.

Every move of the big man was slashed with the strength to put him to death, but it was only with strength. Nan Qi could tell at a glance that he was not a martial arts practitioner.

After a few tricks, Nanqi has gained the upper hand.After a while, he hit the big man's knife and subdued him.

He put the knife on the big man's neck, forced him to kneel on the ground, and asked, "Who sent you here?"

The big man snorted, as if he would rather die than surrender.

Huai Jun walked up to the big man, intending to give him a conscience suggestion: "You have two paths..."

But before he finished speaking, the big man spat at him and said with a grim face: "I can't kill you, so I never thought of the second way!"

Huai Jun looked at him coldly, and said: "As he wishes."

As soon as the words fell, Nan Qi grabbed the big man and pushed him into a dark corner.

After the two disappeared, Huai Jun immediately went to the corner to help the old man, took out five taels of silver from his pocket, and handed it to him.

The old man was still shocked, shaking his head constantly, worried that taking Huai Jun's money would lead to disaster.Huai Jun handed him the taels of silver and said, "That man smashed your stall because of me, you can take it, if you don't eat, your three children will also eat."

Before the old man could respond, Huai Jun turned around and left.

Along the way, Huai Jun was thinking about the assassination of him one after another. Either Nuo Xu or Yong Ting was the mastermind behind this.

Then it's Nuo Xu.

Huai Jun sneered unconsciously, thinking to himself, such a benevolent prince is plotting his brother's life everywhere!

He's been a good guy for so many years, and in fact, they're all hypocrites with the same face.

Huai Jun returned to Renfu Palace full of anger, and when he saw Dong Jing, his stern face changed into a smile, and he said softly, "It's so late, why don't you rest?"

"The concubine is afraid of danger on the road, so I can only feel at ease when I see His Highness." Recalling the assassination, every time Huai Jun left the palace, Dong Jing would inevitably feel worried.

Huai Jun never mentioned what happened just now, but said: "Don't think about it, didn't I come back safely?"

"Well, it's good to be safe." Dong Jing nodded gently.

"Okay, you go to rest first, I still have some things to do." After finishing speaking, Huai Jun turned around and went to the Shudian, leaving Dong Jing to stop him, but his mouth was finally blocked by his back.

The night was as cold as water, Huai Jun took out Fengping Xiao from the drawer, his thoughts drifted unconsciously to Chen Pu.

If he hadn't avoided the knife just now and died, would Chen Pu be sad?

He also thought of Chen Pu's wish, which was very simple, that the two of them lived in the market, as ordinary people.Over the years, he looked at this turbulent palace, and he also fantasized about being a commoner fool with Chen Pu and staying together for a lifetime.

However, he couldn't give up his ambition when he was young. Years passed, whenever he looked back on the events of these years, he didn't have the courage to live such an ordinary life with Chen Pu.

It was not easy to let go of everything, so he couldn't let go of power, nor could he let go of Chen Pu.

He wiped his phoenix flute, thinking firmly in his heart, he didn't die, so he could only grit his teeth and go on at all costs!

That night, Huai Jun had another dream.

Wearing a yellow robe, he held Chen Pu's hand and looked down at thousands of miles of rivers and mountains together.He is above the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away, saying to the person he loves the most in this life: "Pu'er, I love you."

The five words awakened Dong Jing, who was sleeping very restlessly. She stood up halfway, staring at the corners of Huai Jun's raised lips, and finally couldn't hold it back. She covered her face with her hands and wept silently.