I'm in love with Jingfen Ai

In an instant, Chu Jin thought of the possible ending, and couldn't help frowning.

The prince has already got up and is ready to go out with his personal guards.

The personal guards were still dissuading: "Your Highness, it's raining outside, and there are barbarians? I wonder if it's true? Get back..."

The prince turned a deaf ear to it.

"What he said? No? Wrong, Your Highness, take care." Chu Jin said.

The prince stopped in his tracks, raised his eyebrows and said, "Listen? It is said that you have a very close relationship with Mo Cang recently. Is this sentence true or false?"

Chu Jin was still standing by the door, listening to the loud voice of the rain outside, "Sincerely."

The corners of the prince's lips curled up, as if he smiled for a short while, but he quickly restrained himself, lifted the curtain and walked out, and the wind and rain blew in.

The two passed each other?

People looked at each other, whispering what had just happened.Chu Jin knew that the news that the prince was in the south of the Yangtze River would spread all over the world if it didn't pass overnight.

If the prince is not dead, no one will be named?

Once Mo Cang or Yan Feng kills the old emperor, he can establish a capital in the south of the Yangtze River and establish a country, and in the future he will be listed in the Taimiao and submit to the world.

A day later, as expected, the news was spread all the way to Yanjing by spies.No one can suppress it. That day, there were mixed mermaids and dragons in the teahouse. The rumors about Qianlong in the south of the Yangtze River were spread almost everywhere in the streets.

Mo Cang, who is far outside Yanjing City, naturally already knows about it.

"My lord, do you want to turn around Jiangnan?" A general asked.

Looking at the topographical map on the table, Mo Cang recovered from his trance: "No? Certainly. He may not respond to everyone in the south of the Yangtze River. What's more, he is not yet the emperor."

"After all, the crown prince is the one who inherits the rule in name. After all, his surname is Yan. How can the literati in the world accept the change of dynasty so easily."

"No? Is there still Yan Feng?" Mo Cang straightened up, "You have followed us all the way, if you want the oriole to be behind you, you have to pay some price."

Yan Feng watched Orchid dancing in the army.No? It's because he likes it. It's because the commander of Zhenbei Army likes to watch it. In order to win people's hearts, he has always been meticulous and skillful in using the information.

The commander of the Zhenbei Army sat next to him, wishing to make him his confidant.He looked at it casually, seemingly drunk, but actually his eyes were sober, he heard an urgent order from outside, and said, "Come in."

The person who came was the envoy of Yanjing, and brought a letter written by the emperor himself.

Yan Feng took it and unfolded it, only the words "Chu Zizhan" were written on it.

"Coincidentally, Mo Cang also sent someone here this morning?" Yan Feng raised his head and said calmly, "It's rare that my place is so lively."

"What do you think, Your Highness?" The envoy asked cautiously if he knew who was written in the letter.

Yan Feng said: "I'm in the south of the Yangtze River, how can I threaten me? I'm afraid my father is too confused."

The envoy took out a bottle after hearing the words: "Your Majesty said, the Sixth Highness has seen it? This thing will understand."

Yan Feng signaled his subordinate to go down and fetch it.

A guard walked over, opened the bottle first to prevent fraud, and a strange fragrance wafted out immediately.

Yan Feng was silent for a while, but his expression didn't change: "Go back and report to your life."

"Sixth Highness?"

"I don't? I will send troops to attack the city."

The tent fell silent. Hu Ji, who was still dancing, stopped in anxiety. The faces of the generals on both sides were serious, and the commander of the Zhenbei Army almost sobered up instantly, his face flushed.

The envoy still wanted to push forward: "But Yanjing is in danger, if His Highness is willing to help..."

"I'll kill you—" the commander of the Zhenbei Army drew his sword and yelled angrily after drinking.

The other generals also got up abruptly, not caring? Did the two armies fight each other? Did you cut them off? It is a custom, and cursed angrily: "One sentence will make His Royal Highness retreat, and even sacrifice his life for the dog emperor. Your mother's idea is not good, don't you?" ? If your head is chopped off, hang it outside the tent to strengthen our morale!"

The envoy was shaking like a sieve, and said falteringly: "This is what His Majesty means..." He raised his head to beg His Highness the Sixth Highness for mercy, but saw His Highness the Sixth Highness drinking alone, sitting in the shadow, unable to see his face clearly Look up.

"If not?"

"Your Majesty said," said the envoy, pointing at the letter with shaking fingers, "Think twice."

"Your Highness!" The commander of the barbarian army stood up and said, "We are already outside Yanjing City. Even if we don't send troops, we already have the intention of treason. If we don't? Capture the dog emperor, Mo Cang will be defeated in the future, and His Highness will have an uncertain future." ah!"

"We vulgar people are fortunate to be appreciated by His Highness the Sixth Highness," the generals also said, "It's nothing to die on the battlefield, but His Highness Sixth, have you ever thought about it? If you help the Emperor Dog today, he will not let him go in the future." Yes, Your Highness."

The commander of the Zhenbei Army also said: "I am familiar with the frontier terrain, and I have a soldier talisman with me, so I might as well run away. It's all for His Highness's sake, and I hope His Highness will take a long-term plan."

Yan Feng tapped on the table slowly, and after a while, he said, "I can guard Yanjing for Brother Huang."

"Your Highness!"

"Your Highness is wise!" the envoy said happily, and everyone glared at him.

"However, within seven days, I want to see him well," Yan Feng said, "The fastest way to send a carrier pigeon is not more than three days."

three days?Everyone speculated in their hearts. It sounds like the Sixth Highness was restrained because of one person. It took exactly three days for the pigeon to travel from Jiangnan to Yanjing.

"Shouldn't they be arrested together to avoid trouble!" the commander of the Zhenbei Army said in a rough voice.

Yan Feng glanced at him.

He stepped back quickly and sat back in his seat, not daring to speak again.

Watching the envoy leave, Yan Feng poured out the wine in the glass and didn't speak for a long time.

The commander of the army of eliminating barbarians said: "Your Highness, is it really decided? If you help Yanjing today, and Mo Cang wins in the future, won't you? Will let anyone who obstructed him go? Your Highness holds a grudge."

"The matter has come to this point, only His Highness can protect himself when he ascends the throne, and he can't care about others!"

"Do you know what that scented medicine is?" Yan Feng said.

"It's a barbarian? Strange poison," the commander of the Eliminating Barbarian Army replied hesitantly. "It can lock the meridians of a person's whole body and make martial arts useless. It is said that when combined with another kind of medicinal material, it can also cause death."

Yan Feng still tapped the table slowly, his knuckles turned red.

Everyone looked at him.

"Well. It's decided."

……

On the other side, in Mo Cang's army tent.

"Rejected?" Mo Cang's expression turned cold, "No? Want to join forces, is he going to sit on the sidelines?"

"No?" the general said hesitantly, "he seems to have taken refuge in the emperor."

Surprise floated in Mo Cang's eyes.

Soon, the son of Nanyang Wang and the sixth prince were outside Yanjing City, and the news that the two armies were fighting came to the south of the Yangtze River.

Undoubtedly, this move started to kill each other before the rebellion was successful, which made most of the people who were ready to make a move give up their allegiance and chose to submit to the Prince Jiangnan.

For a time, Jiangnan attracted the attention of the world, and everyone flocked to it.

On the third day, Chu Jin received a letter. Inside the letter was a packet of medicinal powder with the antidote written on it, which was sent by Eunuch Li.

"After taking it? My martial arts recovered." Eunuch Li said.

After Chu Jin asked the system to detect it, he confirmed that it was actually the antidote, so he mixed it with water in front of Eunuch Li and took it.

"Why?" he asked.

"Isn't this something you should be concerned about?"

Chu Jin wanted to ask another question, but suddenly had a guess in his heart.

"Yan Feng."

Eunuch Li smiled, didn't say anything? Yes, he quit the door.

After half a day?.Chu Jin sat in the wooden house with his eyes closed, and suddenly heard the door open, and a person walked in, and the tip of his nose seemed to touch something soft, with a fragrance.

Guarding the prince's mansion outside.

The crown prince held a branch of poinciana in his hand, and approached it to fully illuminate the flower. Thinking that this flower described "the crown of red phoenix" is also very appropriate, he couldn't help smiling: "Are you dumb?"

"Your Highness, don't you? Open your mouth, don't you? Dare to speak rashly." Chu Jin closed the wooden scroll in his hand.

"I think you are very courageous, don't you? Don't you? If you dare to say it, you have nothing to say." The prince said.

Chu Jin flicked the blossoming branches, "Your Highness says yes."

The prince originally came because of the battle between the armies of Mo Cang and the sixth prince, but suddenly his eyes paused slightly: "Have you recovered your martial arts?"

"His Royal Highness," Chu Jin said, "Congratulations."

The Jiangnan wind and cloud meeting, the world's talented scholars and heroes came to the meeting, all with the help of the prince.Yan Feng voluntarily withdraws from the chessboard and becomes a pawn, and Mo Cang seems to be restrained.In order to prevent accidents, the emperor will inevitably have an imperial edict in the past few days.

On that day, the prince will truly become the head of the world.

The prince looked at the Phoenix tree, didn't he? Answered the question: "Do you know what color this flower is?"

"No need to know."

"Yan Feng will give you back all your martial arts, and I will give you a pair of eyes, how about it?" The prince also guessed the reason why his martial arts recovered.

"Pointless."

"Yes," the prince looked at him and smiled, "Have you never seen me? You should see me."

A young man in white clothes rode a horse with a golden whip to go down the street, enjoying himself. This is the scene how many years ago in the south of the Yangtze River.

The misty rain in summer made the tree deep and red. He sat on the horseback, his face covered by the shadow of the flowers in his head, and he fell asleep with his sword in his arms.The sound of cicadas was louder than the sound of cicadas around, because the barbarians invaded the deserted market, and he was the only one leaning there like a god.

The crown prince took over the wine jug filled by his subordinates and looked at it from a distance.

"Your Highness, if you let His Majesty know..." The subordinate hesitated.The medicine was made by His Majesty at the request of the court doctor, in order to save the life of the crown prince in a critical moment.

"Take it as an orphan to win over a master. Why not?" The prince didn't care. "He has the ability to govern the world and his martial arts are not ordinary. Instead of letting the sword fall into the dust, it's better to use it for the orphan."

"I'm just afraid that Mr. Chu will be proud of his talents and pick all the cold branches. Will you not be willing to live," the subordinate gently reminded, "His Royal Highness, His Highness Six, neither of your Highnesses have seen him standing in line, I'm afraid..."

"The phoenix lives in the sycamore tree," the prince said with a smile, looking at the direction of Yanjing. "He can enter the sycamore palace in just one day. He has no choice."

As if he heard his arrogance, Chu Jin turned his head and opened his eyes to look at the past. Under the sunlight, his expression was vague, and he couldn't tell what emotion it was.

The prince was already full of ambitions, and that night, a bonfire ceremony was held, and he ordered to take the initiative to send troops to drive out the barbarians, adding a magnificent chapter to his future great achievements in history.

The flames filled the main city in the south of the Yangtze River, and the twelve beacon towers lit the beacon fire. The prince sat at the top of the high place, pushing a cup to change a cup of wine, and the compliments were endless.The surrounding cities received orders from the prince, and they sent troops to help one after another.In this world, who doesn't? Knowing that the two highnesses of Yanjing have failed, who doesn't? Bow down to Jiangnan.

If this is a game of chess, the prince seems to have everything under control.

Just because he concealed his whereabouts from the emperor and sent food thousands of miles to rescue Jiangnan, just because he didn't turn around and escape in the chaos of the barbarians, stayed in Jiangnan, and saved his life in the confrontation between the two armies in Yanjing.

Chu Jin sat in a dimly lit place in the corner, watching the rain falling outside the eaves in the distance, and the shadows roughly outlined the outline of his eyebrows, making them even more clear.

The prince called him from afar and asked him what he wanted to say.Everyone looked sideways, remembering that he had a close relationship with the two people outside Yanjing City.

Chu Jin shook his head.

The prince looked at him in the dark and restrained his smile: "But it doesn't matter."

"The face of the defeated army." Chu Jin said.

The audience was in an uproar, everyone was shocked and angry.

The prince laughed out loud instead: "Then let's make a bet."

"If you win, you will be loyal to Gu from now on."

"How about losing?" Chu Jin asked.

The prince raised his glass to him through the night, with a half-smile: "Only you dare to do this in front of Gu."

"If you lose, the south of the Yangtze River will fall, and Gu Dang will die with all the generals."

Chu Jin said, "What's the benefit of dying to me? Your Highness isn't fair enough."

The prince smiled. He grew up from the Indus Palace. Even if he just reached the crown, he was arrogant and arrogant, "I am not fair."

He was born to be named the future? The co-lord of the world. He listened to the four books and five classics.If one day loses power, the prince will no longer be the prince.

Chu Jin drank the wine in his glass, "Your Highness can drive out the barbarians and never commit crimes in Jiangnan again, that is the best reward."

The prince looked at him quietly, the light split his eyebrows, half of them were dimly lit, and the other half fell into darkness.

"Gu promises you," said the prince, "they will become vassals, learn our poems, and become lonely citizens."

"I am also a citizen of His Highness." Chu Jin smiled slightly.

The prince's eyes softened: "You are also my citizen."

All the people at the table saluted: "For Your Highness, your subjects—"

The bonfire swayed, only the two of them toasted across the full table, looked into the eyes, and stopped talking.

Those who watched Jiangnan being trapped on the sidelines before? Now they have become grass on the wall. Seeing that the crown prince and the sixth prince have fallen, they naturally allegiance to the crown prince.At this time, the crown prince has twelve cities of soldiers and horses in his hands, even if the barbarians come with all their troops, it will be difficult to resist.

The barbarians didn't want to sit still and wait for death. On the day they heard the news, they sent a book.

If peace talks can be held, the leaders of those cities will naturally be willing not to let go.The prince glanced at He Shu and then at Chu Jin.

Chu Jin looked at the tea leaves floating in the cup: "Your Highness can make his own decision."

The prince withdrew his gaze, pondered for a while, and then said: "Six years ago? They also submitted a letter of surrender."

"This time, His Royal Highness is wise and powerful, so they must have sincerely surrendered?" A general said.

The prince turned the jade pendant, "I'm really not as good as the Prince of Nanyang when it comes to marching troops and fighting battles. In this regard, I still have self-knowledge."

Everyone heard what he meant, and one of them had to guess what he was thinking, and said tentatively: "The hearts of barbarians and wolves can't be killed. Why don't they just kick them out, sign a peace agreement, and never commit any crimes again?" ?”

"No? No need," the prince got up and walked down, stopped in front of Chu Jin's table, looked at the generals and said,

"This time their? Princes and princesses all accompanied the army and wiped out the barbarian royal family. In the future? As a city in my dynasty, I will be sent to take over the generals. There is no need to sign any more agreements."

The faces of all the generals changed, so they had to go along with the prince.

The prince knew that they were greedy for life and afraid of death, so he said it sincerely, and turned to look down at Chu Jin, who happened to be looking at him too.

"Okay." Chu Jin said.

The prince took it? He wrote a pen on the desk, wrote a line of words on the paper in front of him, and then strode out.

"What did Your Highness write?" Seeing the people walking away, a general asked Chu Jin.

Chu Jin drank his tea and didn't speak.

In order not to be a military order, they had no choice but to walk over and read for themselves. There was a sentence written on the paper-those who know themselves, second and third sons.

There are very few confidants in the world, but they only meet with you.

The author has something to say: Those who know me are the second and third sons. ——Xin Qiji.

亲亲小可爱们！感谢在2021-05-1619:54:28~2021-05-1722:34:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Danqing is 1 years old;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of Jiangli;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!