I'm in love with Jingfen Ai

In the 18th year of Yongjin, the fraud case was thoroughly investigated, and both the City Lord's Mansion and Qi's Mansion were involved, and all of them were imprisoned.

??On the [-]th, the river was flooded by continuous heavy rain, and the water overflowed the villages and fields. The prince and son of Nanyang were trapped in the south of the Yangtze River.

The misty and rainy town full of catkins has experienced wars and fraud, and is facing a torrential flood.Yanjing sent an urgent letter, asking the prince to stay where he was and wait for rescue.

However, there was no movement in the Nanyang Palace.

Yanjing, Wutong Palace.The crown prince seemed preoccupied, absently checking the letter and accepting the emperor's examination.

"Yu Lingwei secretly reported that Xiao Liu is also in the south of the Yangtze River," said the emperor, "the flood is also human, and it traps all the wolfish and ambitious people."

The prince was silent for a while, and said, "How are the people?"

"After the matter of Yanjing is settled, we will arrange disaster relief," said the emperor, "otherwise, what do you think? When Mo Cang and Yan Feng come back, which one of them can you contend against?"

This time, the prince was silent for a longer time.

The entire Indus Palace was silent.

After a stick of incense, did you hear him say:

"Father, please send troops and order Mo Cang to provide relief."

The emperor frowned: "In this way, he will come back sooner, and what more? You are confused."

"There are more than Sixth Brother and Mo Cang in the south of the Yangtze River," the crown prince said, "An extra day of delay means more danger."

"There is no need to mention this matter again," said the emperor, "I have made my own plans."

The crown prince said: "At the beginning, the emperor was the Nanchu Mansion. If the world knew it, it would be contemptible. Now, the whole Jiangnan must..."

"Presumptuous!" The emperor was furious, picked up the teacup beside him and threw it down, "Who gave you the courage to speak like that!"

The crown prince knelt down: "I ask the father to do something for the common people."

Floods in the south of the Yangtze River, the people are in dire straits?

The handsome young man stood outside the shed, listening to the strong wind and rain in the distance, the torrential flood and sand splashing on the ground, he looked sideways and said to the people beside him, "How about the casualties?"

The guard said: "I did as you said, and there were not many casualties. But all the food was washed away. Now? The dry food carried with the army has been distributed to the refugees. I'm afraid it won't last long."

Hearing the sound of reining in and stopping the horse, Mo Cang was not too emotional. He got off his horse, walked through the crowd outside, and said calmly, "All martial law will start today, we will eliminate rumors and wait for rescue."

A general whispered: "His Highness thinks? When? Will there be? Rescue?"

Mo Cang turned his head to look at him, but didn't speak.

General Liu yelled angrily: "You are shaking the morale of the army. You are pretending to be on the battlefield..."

"There is a granary in the Chu family, which was originally built for the emergency of the war." Chu Jin interrupted the dispute, frowning slightly, "Follow the power when things are urgent. General Liu, calm down."

In fact, they all knew in their hearts that General Liu had to say it.If such emotions are allowed to spread, before the flood, everyone's psychological defenses will be overwhelmed by despair.

In the chaotic disaster situation, Chu Jin and Mo Cang rescued the disaster together, the destroyed order was gradually restored, and the flood was effectively controlled.Thanks to this fraud case, Mo Cang brought enough soldiers, and quickly controlled the situation in the chaos. Chu Jin provided the addresses of three granaries, and some methods to fight the flood.

?? On the fifth day, the setting sun enveloped the misty Jiangnan.At this time, it didn't have the harshness of the torrential rain a few days ago, it looked gentle and demure.Chu Jin sat on the stone steps, and Mo Cang stood beside him, watching from a distance.

They came here not only to observe the flood situation, but also eager to see Yanjing's rush to help.

If Yanjing does not give orders, the surrounding areas will not provide help for a day, and they are alone.This is fatal to the people who are still in the disaster.

"I heard that Yanjing is paving the way for the prince to take power," Chu Jin said, "When the dust settles, Yanjing's will will probably come."

Mo Cang's eyes were dark: "Short-sighted."

"Who told His Royal Highness and Sixth Highness not to treat Yanjing well and run to the south of the Yangtze River?" Chu Jin said.

"Chu Jin." Mo Cang looked at him and called out to him.

Chu Jin seemed to feel it, and nodded, "Just do it if you want."

"Do you know what I'm going to do?" Mo Cang raised his eyebrows and stared at him, "What if it's an act of treason?"

Chu Jin said: "Dare to do it? Be the first in the world, have it? Why not?"

Mo Cang smiled, squatted down and looked at him at the same level, then kissed his eyelashes, and the warmth of his words brushed against his ears, "Okay."

After that, they didn't? Talk again.

In the clear grass and trees, they hug each other and lie down until the darkness covers the sky, and the stars shine brightly on their eyebrows under the night.The heat of summer and the panting covered by the sound of insects, the fragrance of crape myrtle is strong.

Public grievances arose everywhere, and the prince and son of Nanyang echoed them all.The Nanyang Prince's Mansion, which had remained silent all along, finally took action and surrounded the capital in the name of the Qing emperor.

But in the East Palace, no one found the crown prince.

The emperor and the king of Nanyang met in Wutong Palace.

The prince had just left with some soldiers and horses, but the barbarians took advantage of the floods in the south of the Yangtze River and sent their troops south again, tearing up the covenant, burning, killing and looting.

The arrow is on the string and has to be launched? Even if people hate the barbarians and take advantage of others with shamelessness, they have to face the oncoming crisis.As long as Yanjing's Qing Dynasty goes smoothly, the army will turn around and drive out the barbarians in a short time.

With such expectations, the remaining soldiers rushed forward, shedding blood for the great mountains and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River.Most of the literati with spare money fled to other cities by land, and the bad-mouthing poems spread all over the streets and alleys under the secret promotion of the barbarians.

Above the ancient city gates in the south of the Yangtze River, beside the moat, new songs suddenly sang in the mouths of the soldiers and common people like the summer evening wind.That is the last strength of character of the Jiangnan literati, the words written in the flames of war, and then put down the Spring Breeze Ci pen, pick up the sword and gun to protect the mountains and rivers behind.

One night, Chu Jin stuffed the torch into the pillar at the gate of the city, and heard a loud voice in the distance saying, "Don't close the gate."

Chu Jin looked up.

The crown prince who came from far away with the soldiers and food did not know about the changes in the capital, but thought that Prince Nanyang and Yan Feng were still trapped in the flood. After all, before, such a disaster would not take a few months It cannot be cured.

He urged the government soldiers to move faster and send the food into the city. He glanced along the city gate and saw a young man with dark eyebrows and black hair under the firelight.

He jumped off his horse, walked over, and asked with a smile: "Are you watching? Are you guarding the city gate? We don't? Malicious. I am..."

After approaching, the outline of eyebrows and eyes under the orange flames became more handsome, leaning lazily against the blue wall in the south of the Yangtze River, with long black hair falling down, only a few strands hanging on the side of the face.Maybe it was because the torch was shining, and the man's eyes were bright. The prince thought of the stars splashing on the lake, and quickly withdrew his thoughts.

"Lone is..."

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince," the voice was flat, but pleasant to hear, "The Crown Prince and His Highness the Sixth Prince are no longer in Jiangnan. You'd better not reveal your identities."

The empress was stunned for a moment, then realized immediately, lost her voice and said, "Not in Jiangnan? Where did they go?"

"Your Highness can guess."

The crown prince looked at the young man in front of him. His brows were clear and clear, and he was neither humble nor overbearing when he knew his identity.

"Which young master are you from the City Lord's Mansion?" The prince searched his mind for the famous families in the south of the Yangtze River, and asked cautiously.He will be familiar with his identity in Jiangnan, and it is likely to be the city lord's mansion of his direct line.

Chu Jin smiled: "It's not important."

The prince thought that he was acquiescing, and his expression softened: "The third son died unfortunately, and the eldest son was involved in fraud. I think you are the second son. You look very young. Your father..."

When he came, the crown prince already knew that all the women, children and innocent people in the city lord's mansion had been released, but the city lord must have been thrown into prison, and his head might have fallen to the ground.The prince frowned: "He's too presumptuous, how dare he intervene in Jiangnan's fraud, this time Mo Cang was arrested in Jiangnan for his crimes, and he returned to Beijing to report..."

"What if you grab the cash?" Chu Jin sensed something was wrong.

"That's right, Mo Cang's stay in the south of the Yangtze River is to investigate the private trading of imperial examination papers and answers in the city lord's mansion," the prince said, "It's okay to tell you when the dust has settled. From now on, you must not follow in the footsteps of your father."

Chu Jinxin said that the second son of the City Lord's Mansion is still in prison, and reminded with a smile: "If your Highness doesn't have time? Time? Abundance, then finish the matter and return to Beijing as soon as possible."

The prince's expression darkened, he nodded, turned around to ask people to unload the food, and said: "I don't know how to control the disaster situation in the south of the Yangtze River, so I only brought food. Bring it in, and I won't keep any more."

Chu Jin called to see the guards, asked them to count the food and take care of the nobles, and waited for a while before turning around and leaving.

The prince watched them register the food in the night wind, and raised his eyes unintentionally, just in time to see the white robe disappear into the night.

His personal soldier said: "Your Highness, why? Why don't you have a few more words with Second Young Master?"

"The pain of bereavement, why should I add another sum. Let him be alone."

"Is it a crime of fraud? You deserve it. Your Highness doesn't need to worry about it."

"Isn't it because? His father cared, just to see? He has a kind face, a gentle breeze and a bright moon. It's a pity." After the prince finished speaking, he looked away.

He wasn't a good person in the first place, didn't he? He felt sad for his subordinates, and he just sighed casually.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, there was another heavy rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, the prince had no choice but to stay in the south of the Yangtze River overnight.

The guards at the city gate whispered among themselves, and finally agreed to let them go.

The crown prince vaguely heard words such as "barbarian" and "gongzi", and couldn't help asking: "What are you talking about?"

"The barbarians are rampant these days, and they often want to plunder Jiangnan at night," the guard explained. "You shouldn't have let a group of strangers like you go, but after all, you brought food, and you brought it here yourself. So make an exception."

The crown prince's soldiers looked at each other with serious expressions.If there is another disaster in the south of the Yangtze River? It is not necessarily safer to stay here than to rush on the road in the rain. "Master... Young Master, we should go back as soon as possible..."

"Let's go into the city," the prince didn't think much of it, and sat in the carriage against the rain, and said with a smile, "How can the mere barbarians fight against the strong soldiers in the south of the Yangtze River?"

The house leak happened to rain all night, and on this night, the barbarians really attacked at night.

The crown prince was wearing a cloak and striding forward to chase the shooting star, but was stopped by his own soldiers. He frowned and looked at the dispatching place in the distance.

On the street where the torrential rain was falling, the "Second Young Master" I saw earlier, with snow-white long sash around his eyes, sat on the horseback with his head raised, holding a golden whip in his hand, making decisions to the soldiers in the rain.Anyone who sees it has to be fascinated by his demeanor.

The prince's heart moved slightly, looking at the golden whip, he felt a little familiar, but couldn't remember why.The soldier who has been with him for more than ten years said in a low voice, "Didn't His Highness give that to the Chu family many years ago?"

The prince raised his eyebrows, looked at it again, and smiled suddenly: "So it was him."

Temporarily resisting the enemy, Chu Jin walked into the teahouse opened at night for the soldiers to warm up. He was about to buy a cup of tea when he heard someone calling him.

"Chu Jin."

He turned his head and heard another laugh, and recognized it. He frowned and asked, "Why hasn't Your Highness left yet?"

"How do we get around when the road is blocked by the heavy rain?" Mrs. Tai didn't expect him to come up with this sentence, and said, "You haven't been punished for the crime of deception, Chu Jin."

"I never said I was the Second Young Master." Chu Jin took the hot tea from the shopkeeper and said calmly, "His Highness guessed it himself."

"Is it not good to treat you alone in the past few years?" The wife is still dissatisfied, "Even if you have never met, you are much better than others. Why are you so cold?"

Indifference is to put it lightly, the crown prince, even Mo Cang, could not be rude before, Chu Jin first concealed his identity, but now he is indifferent, which can be called a slap in the face.

After Chu Jin finished drinking the hot tea, he turned his head and smiled at the crown prince, "Okay. Your Highness should go back to Beijing earlier."

The prince is stunned, see? He is still as glorious as ever, better than before, the unhappiness in his heart dissipated cleanly, and secretly turned into unbearable for many years: "Is it because? My father?"

"It has nothing to do with His Highness." Chu Jin sat by the table and chair in the corner and pulled the tape on his eyes.

Ever since he found out that although he couldn't see, he could see his surroundings miraculously, he started to play tricks, forcing him to open his eyes suddenly, and the other generals gave him a plan. Open eyes in stabbing.

"Six years ago, it was you who forced the barbarians back. Six years later, it will be you," the prince still sat not far away, watching his subordinate pour wine, "Jiangnan these years..."

Jiangnan, where countless literati have dreamed of, down-and-out talents? Famous swordsmen all over the world, have all had a hangover in its streets and alleys.Under the governance of the previous city lord, it was in decline, and there were no more two outstanding talents.

Chu did not speak.No matter how filthy the former city lord's mansion was, it was once the prince's old department.He wasn't presumptuous enough to accuse the prince in front of him.

The crown prince looked at him for a while, drank the wine, and said, "Mo Cang led the troops to Yanjing without going to the memorial, what is his intention?"

Chu Jin: "I don't know."

"Really?" The prince's face paled.

"Maybe to stop His Highness the Sixth Highness, maybe," Chu Jin drank another cup of hot tea, "Let's rebel."

The guards around the crown prince were all shocked, drew their swords out of their sheaths and looked at him vigilantly, but the crown prince suddenly burst out laughing.

There was silence in the teahouse, no one dared to make a sound?

The wife put down the full wine glass: "You are very interesting."

"Your Highness is even more interesting," Chu Jin got up, ready to go out, and then turned around, "The throne is coveted by others, but he still covets Jiangnan."

The prince thought for a while, then shook his head and smiled, "Chu Jin, can't you imagine what will happen when you return to Yanjing alone?"

The Sixth Prince and Mo Cang are both armed with heavy troops, both courageous and resourceful. Once they have the same goal to break through Yanjing, they will be unable to defend it no matter what.And if the prince is not in Yanjing, he will never be controlled by any party.

Chu Jin imagined, and even guessed, that once falling into the latter situation, Mo Cang and the sixth prince would likely face each other outside Yanjing City, and they would consume a lot of money before breaking through Yanjing.

"Of course you know," the wife looked at his expression meaningfully, "it seems to be..."

"What do you think, Your Highness?" Chu Jin stopped and turned around, "Mo Cang may not conflict with His Highness Six."

The crown prince looked at the torrential rain outside the teahouse, and there was no moonlight in the darkness.Only? The dim light spreads in the teahouse.

In his mind, he slowly calculated the soldiers and horses that could be mobilized around the south of the Yangtze River, those forces that were not loyal to Mo Cang and Yan Feng, the orthodox and secret forces of the royal family.

"I was born to be a prince, and I will not follow anyone. They are going to the side of Emperor Qing of Yanjing, so let's go."

"I am here, and the imperial capital is in the south of the Yangtze River."

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