I'm in love with Jingfen Ai

Yan Feng learned from famous masters, but he always hides his clumsiness in Beijing.The emperor is very suspicious, especially guarding against the princes killing each other, right? The prince is honored and favored.Except for Nanyang Prince's Mansion, which has great military exploits and is self-respecting as a soldier, there is no need to make a big salute. The rest of the princes all need to make a big salute when they see the prince.

Is there no reason why the crown prince would hate Nanyang Wang Shizi? Originally, he should be the most honorable person below the emperor in Shengjing and even the world, but the status of Nanyang Palace is supernatural. Even if he hides from the world, there is still Mo Cang standing in front of him .

The Prince of the Six Arts of Junzi studied at the same time as Mo Cang, and fell behind Mo Cang in everything, even a little less than Yan Feng.After that, the art of war and military exploits will be farther and farther behind.This time Yan Feng heard? Said that the crown prince sent a dead man to assassinate Mo Cang, with the emperor's acquiescence, but failed.

Preoccupied with the things during this period, Yan Feng made a mistake, and saw that he had lost everything.The people around praised the two people's exquisite chess skills, which made people feast their eyes and benefit a lot.

"Drink tea in front." Yan Feng didn't care, simply got up and left the table, inviting with a smile.

The two passed the gravel path, with wooden windows on both sides full of colorful prayer talisman papers. At the end of the road was an open-air tea room.

Chu Jin heard the sound of wooden fish pouring water in the temple along the road, and suddenly said, "Sixth Prince Yan Feng."

Yan Feng stopped suddenly, his gaze kept changing? He was silent for a while, "...When did you find out??"

"It's the first time we meet," Mr. Chu said after saluting, "I want to wait for Your Highness's show to come? When will it be?"

"Then why? Why don't you wait now?" Yan Feng turned around and looked directly at him.When he stood calmly, it seemed that there was a breeze and a bright moon in his arms, and the sunlight favored his browbones and eyelids, making it unforgettable.

Coming to Jiangnan was Yan Feng's careful consideration? Before he knew about the relationship between Mo Cang and Chu Jin, he had already decided to visit Chu's residence.

According to secret reports from the spies, there is no place in the entire south of the Yangtze River that is more famous than the Chu Mansion. The noble scholars use the Chu man's predecessors as their models, and the famous daughters use the Chu son as their haunting poems.Even in the middle of the capital, there are forces like the Nanyang Prince's Mansion paying close attention to the Chu Mansion.

If he had a close relationship with Chu Jin, he would win [-]% of the people's opinion in Jiangnan, and the generals headed by the Nanyang Palace in the capital would also have some good intentions.This was his original idea.

But now there is a difference.

Chu Jin said: "Just now, I played chess with His Highness. I feel that His Highness is not in the south of the Yangtze River. I am afraid that he will be involved in the game in the future, so I say no."

"Where is my ambition?" Yan Feng asked with a smile, "I'm afraid the young master has misunderstood, I? Just want to make friends."

"The Chu family will not participate in the seizure of the heir apparent." Chu Jin said bluntly.After all, in the plot, it was precisely because of the Chu family's involvement in the struggle for the heir apparent that they were executed by all the families.Although Yan Feng is also a fragment of the mission target, it has not yet reached the point where he has to take risks.

Yan Feng stared at him, smiled quietly, nodded and said: "Friends of gentlemen, only talk about love and moon, not about the secular world."

In the eyes of literati, Fengyue hurts the spring and sorrows the autumn. To His Royal Highness, it is seven or eight altars of fine wine every day. He is dragged to drink and write some sour poems. In seven days, he sent seventeen or eight beauties to the Chu Mansion, all of whom were rejected. Outside, the Yutai Temple was rebuilt, and the name of Mr. Chu was written on the scriptures on the pillars, and incense was chanted every day, begging him to be rich and prosperous for ten generations.

Even they didn't return home at night, and stayed all night in the night-lit restaurants in the south of the Yangtze River, drinking, having fun, and dancing swords.The roof tiles were lifted by Yan Feng, making it easy for Qinggong to jump down to drink directly, lying on the tiles was splashed by the moonlight.Chu Jin turned his face away, his face was flushed with alcohol, but his eyes were still bright.Yan Feng put down the jug and didn't fall asleep all night, and the next day he pretended to just wake up like Chu Jin.

The whole of Jiangnan just found out that His Highness the Sixth Highness was coming in person, and was stunned by all these piles.In the end, people chatted several times after tea and dinner, and finally came to a consensus that His Highness the Sixth Prince was indeed as dandy as rumored. Clean? Young Master Chu is enjoying it right now.

So Yan Feng was treated differently when he was walking on the street. There was no girl to throw him embroidery, and the rumors spread all over the city to the capital, causing the emperor to be furious again.

But Yan Feng doesn't care? If he wants to be favored by the emperor, he will not step into the threshold of the Chu Mansion that day. Instead, he should go to the Crown Prince's direct line? City Lord's Mansion, please speak well to the Prince, and be a good brother? .

After being reprimanded by the emperor for thousands of miles, he turned around and dragged Chu Jin to enjoy the night market more vigorously, making the appearance of a rebellious prince to the fullest. Boat, two people face each other at night? Sitting on the wooden boat watching? The lights stretching.

What I didn't expect was that someone from the Nanyang Prince's Mansion also took a copy of him, who seemed to be Mo Cang's direct subordinate, accusing him of spending time, drinking, and ignorance, and that he should return to Beijing as soon as possible to receive the tutor's instruction.

"Why does this have a sour taste?" Yan Feng sat under the waterfall stone in Yutai Temple with a scroll in his arms, appearing to be in deep thought, with a smile on his face.

"Without you? Sour poetry," Chu Jin folded a page of paper in his hand and threw it back to him, "Your Highness doesn't understand poetry, so there is no need to write these sour little poems. After reading it, I can't even listen to it."

"I? Ben? I'm a famous person in Beijing. Why? Mr. He Chu always thinks of me? No?" Yan Feng put down his wine cup, and asked casually as if drunk: "It's really unfamiliar to always be called like that. , Chu Jin, do you have words?"

As he said that, he unfolded the piece of paper folded by Chu Jin again, squinted his eyes and admired it by the sunlight, and even read it quite complacently: "Yutaishan, Phoenix Tower, Jiangnan so-and-so, same spring and autumn... ...Chu Jin, you think it's sour right now, but when the mountains and rivers are far away one day, you must think about it."

Chu Jin wrote the characters of this small world on the rice paper, frowned and said, "Leave your good poems to a certain girl in the future."

Yan Feng didn't blink: "What girl?" He turned over the rice paper and said with a smile, "I? I only know Zizhan."

His mother and concubine are well-known beauties in the capital, and she also gave him a good appearance, but because he was very joking, sometimes his sincerity seemed to be a joke, but this time he was serious: "It's not a sour poem, it's your route to escape from the south of the Yangtze River .”

"Escape to? Where?" Seeing that the tea was already brewed, Chu Jue turned around to get it, not taking these gags seriously.

Yan Feng became lax again, and said with a smile, "Me? In my heart?"

Originally, Chu Jin still cared a little bit. Hearing this, he took the paper and tore it up, threw it into the stream under the waterfall of Yutai Temple, and drifted away with the water.

"Jiangnan is not too..." Yan Feng hadn't finished speaking when he saw? See? Chu Jin took the teapot directly, his expression shocked, "...just boiled!"

Chu Jin: "..." Oops.He calmly put down the teapot and turned to call the maid to bring the ointment.

Yan Feng asked suspiciously: "Me? Why do you feel like you didn't notice it at first? Burned?"

"Illusion," Chu Jin paused, and then said, "It might be me? It's too good to cover up."

333: 【...You have a hammer pain, you told me to turn it on for you to avoid revealing, almost? It's over, right? 】

After learning from the painful experience, Chu Jin decided to learn a lesson: [Then you can drive. 】

Yan Feng lowered his head to drink tea, and felt that something was wrong. He just thought that it was someone from the Nanyang Palace who was peeping in the dark. After drinking tea, he casually looked over.

At the next moment, Chu Jin asked in confusion: [Are you simulating a pain experiment?Me? Why do I feel a tingling pain in my back? Shouldn’t it be a burn on my hand? 】

333: […]

But Yan Feng stood up suddenly, jumped up the long pavilion with the sword beside the table, and blocked an archer in concealed uniform with his sword. Before he could speak, the archer had already committed suicide by taking poison.

"Damn."

Yan Feng threw the sword, walked back quickly, and saw that the people from the temple had already surrounded him when they heard the movement, and hurriedly sent someone to call the doctor.

The blood color washed away along the stream, diluting the red stains on the stone.

After two hours, Chu Jin felt that it was almost done, opened his eyes calmly, and felt a kiss on his forehead, and in the video sent by 333, he saw that Chu Xiaolou froze beside him, as if Saw something frightening.

Yan Feng stood up as if he hadn't done anything, and said gently, "Are you awake? Have some water?"

Chu Xiaolou: "Your Highness, please go back."

"Did Mo Cang lure you or threatened you?" Yan Feng turned his head and wondered, "You drove me away in two hours? Fourteen times."

"...Isn't it because? You kissed fourteen times." Chu Xiaolou pressed in a low voice.

"What does it have to do with Prince Nanyang?" Chu Jin rubbed his forehead, feeling nothing, "What happened?"

"A son should be closer to a gentleman than a villain!"

"Your servant? Right? Mo Cang is loyal, listen to me? Change to another."

The two said at the same time.

Chu Jin first faced Chu Xiaolou, and after thinking twice, he realized that maybe he and Mo Cang had been in close contact during that time, which made Chu Xiaolou preconceived and thought that there was something wrong with them.

But it cannot be said that it is completely innocent.

This doesn't seem like a good question.

"Why? Why? His Highness the Sixth Highness is rude?" He changed his rhetoric, which was very appropriate and would not cause fire.

Yan Feng said with satisfaction: "That's right, if it wasn't for Zizhan, you should have been escorted to the government for the next crime."

"Why? Why take advantage of people's unpreparedness?" Chu Jin asked Yan Feng again.

Yan Feng made a decisive decision, bowed his head and kissed again, and said decisively: "Bright? Righteous? It's not considered taking advantage of people's unpreparedness."

Chu Xiaolou: "The prince already knows, and he will return to Jiangnan in a few days." Although what he knew was that he was injured, he didn't dare to say anything about Yan Feng.

"Okay, ask him to witness me? It's a good thing with Zizhan," Yan Feng said, "Okay, you can go out now, don't disturb me? Talk to your son."

Chu Xiaolou couldn't help but struggle, the guards took him out.

Chu Jin touched the headband from the side of the bed and tied up his hair, "Where did you get the archer?"

Originally, Yan Feng wanted to say this: "Yu Lingwei."

Chu Jin paused with his fingers, "The sixth prince really has all eyes and hands, and even your father's secret guard can find out his identity."

"Compared to this," Yan Feng said frivolously, "There is always a choice between me and Mo Cang."

Chu Jin knew what he was talking about? It wasn't Fengyue.Presumably besides finding out the emperor's secret guard, he also found out Mo Cang's ambition.

Both want to plot rebellion, but there is only one throne.

"Your Majesty has treated me well, we will let the light go."

"I built Yutai Temple to pray for you."

"I? I have ridden a horse with Shizi, and we are close friends."

"We? Let's go to a wine shop and get drunk all night. You can see the truth in the wine."

"The son has millions of soldiers." Chu Jin stopped joking.

Yan Feng also stopped laughing. Huatou, looked at him quietly for a while, and after thinking for a few times, he said: "I already have secrets with the Zhenbei Army and the Elimination Army."

Chu Jin didn't make a sound. 333 spoke his heartfelt voice: [Good fellow, I? If I were the emperor, I wouldn't be angry even if I abdicated. 】

"Chu Jin," Yan Feng said, "The legacy of the Chu Mansion is clear to the king, but only one person can borrow it."

"Your Highness wants me? How to answer?" Chu Jin blinked.

Yan Feng looked at Chu Jin and was silent for a long time.

He came to Jiangnan from the very beginning to become famous as a teacher.

"I hope……"

Zi Zhan, who was in the wind and the moon, in the lake? The one who cast stones to pick the moon? Mr. Chu, who got drunk with him in the wine shop? Yutai Temple stopped, and Shi Zilu called out his name.

Play chess with him, drink with him, make tea with him, read poems with him, swim in the lake with him, take shelter from the rain, watch with him?Just talk about Fengyue, not the world of mortals.

"Let's not help each other," Yan Feng smiled, "You see? You see? Father and the emperor are afraid of drinking. If there is another feather guard, I? I'm afraid I'll think of soldiers tomorrow."

From the very beginning, it was for the sake of being famous as a teacher.

The legacy of the Chu family is full of loyalty, the unrestrained and clear Mr. Chu, the fans of the entire Jiangnan, the blue eyes of the generals in the capital... the parasol palace, which symbolizes the supreme, is the place that I wanted to reach in my dreams when I was young.

Forget it anyway.Don't let him get involved in the wind and rain.

"Didn't you just say that you don't talk about the secular world," Yan Feng said calmly, "You should just follow? I don't know."

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