Leaning on the railing Jiangyue

After staying on the mountain for another half a month, the wound on Zhao Yu's back was basically healed. He said that he would go back tomorrow. Gentleness is not faked.

It is said to let him serve, but it is simply serving meals and delivering medicines. The rest of the time is either teaching him to read or letting him write. When the room is stuffy, he will go to the grass pavilion to cool off. A short story, Lord Zhao is well-informed and can answer any question, Xu Fengjin was lazy to draw a turtle, he filled in a few strokes, and it became a picture of a turtle coming out of the water.

When Miao Zhu came back from the mountain, he came to see Zhao Yu for the first time. Seeing that he was recovering well, he took out two oil-paper bags tied with hemp rope from his arms, handed them over and said, "When will the lord change the taste?"

Zhao Yu opened the oiled paper bag, handed it to Xu Fengjin, and said to Miao Zhu, "The taste hasn't changed. The food on your mountain is to my liking, but the princess likes sweetness. The clear soup these days has little water, so I'm afraid I'll get hungry."

Inside the oil paper bag were two rows of square osmanthus cakes, honey glutinous rice mixed with dried petals, rich and fragrant, Xu Fengjin received it in his hand, and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart. Cared so much about him.

"My concubine is writing in the yard first, and I will go to the room with Miao Zhu to talk about something, my concubine?" Zhao Yu put down his pen, and seeing Xu Fengjin standing aside, he called him again.

"Ah?" Xu Fengjin came back to his senses, nodded and said, "My lord, go get busy."

Miao Zhu also said negligently, and entered the hut together with Zhao Yu. Prince Zhao sat on the chair by the window and unfolded his folding fan, asking, "Is the matter settled?"

Miao Zhu said: "The old man vowed in the early years that he would live in seclusion, but now he goes down the mountain to find his colleagues for wine and tea, and asks for work. It makes people laugh."

Zhao Yu smiled and said, "Uncle Chang, it's hard work."

Miao Zhu hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't, don't, it won't do you any good if you change your familiar name. If you want to suppress Mr. Chen's matter this time, Mr. Chen will definitely come to beg you."

Zhao Yu turned his head and looked out the window, seeing Xu Fengjin still holding the bag of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in a daze, said, "It's okay, Ziheng is just icing on the cake, if he doesn't come, there will be a daughter named him uncle who will be raised in my house."

Miao Zhu asked: "The prince asked someone to find out the identity of Chen Dongyi's illegitimate daughter, and then sent it to Feng Jing's people, and then lured Feng Jing to arrange her in your house, just for today's threat?"

Xu Fengjin in the grass pavilion finally took out a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and ate it into his mouth. Zhao Yu smiled and said, "Of course, be prepared."

In recent years, the three provinces and the six ministries, except for Chen Shangshu from the Ministry of War, have basically been recruited by Zhao Yu. Lord Zhao is both soft and hard, intimidating and seducing. As long as he is a person, he has weaknesses. To create some taints, Zhao Yu is very tactful, even if he is threatening you, it can make people feel that he is giving and sympathizing with you, and doing everything he can to help you.

If you want to find fault with him, you can't find fault. In the end, you only feel that he is sincere and will be used by him.

Miao Zhu sighed: After so many years of ups and downs and conspiracy and calculations, although I have a smile on my face, I don’t know if I have ever been really happy.And suddenly found that when Zhao Yu looked at the concubine in the courtyard, his eyes were much clearer, and he said: "The prince is very good to this concubine."

Zhao Yu nodded without hesitation: "Indeed, he is very interesting, but he is a bit mischievous."

It's rare to hear Zhao Yu say that someone is interesting, Miao Zhu was puzzled: "Is he not an ordinary young man?"

Zhao Yu smiled and said: "Yes or no, Uncle Chang still remembers when I went to the Lin'an Lantern Festival when I was 15 years old, I saved a young boy who was about to commit suicide by the moat?"

Miao Zhu said: "Of course I remember." Zhao Yu is surrounded by people who are fighting openly and secretly to fight for life and death. Every step and every person has to be considered a lot. The only one who can save people's lives without any effort is probably only the young man from Lin'an City. In Zhao Yu's heart, the matter was considered a pure land, so he was deeply impressed.

Miao Zhu looked at Xu Fengjin again, and asked, "Could it be that boy is him?"

Zhao Yu nodded: "It's him, but I didn't expect that he really listened to my words and lived a good life for himself."

Miao Zhu asked: "How can the prince be sure it is him? It has been many years."

Zhao Yu said: "He has an outstanding appearance, so he can be recognized at a glance."

Miao Zhu asked again: "Then does he recognize the prince?"

"Thinking about it, I can't recognize him. Heidengxiahuo still wears half his face, but it doesn't matter. Bringing him back this time is because his identity is really useful, and the second is because he was threatened by the eunuch's son, so he gave him a hand. "Zhao Yu beat his palm with the fan bone in his hand: "I saved his life, so how can someone else lose it so easily? Besides, he once said that he would come to the capital to find me, and I also promised to take him in. Now It's just a different way, but the meaning hasn't changed."

Miao Zhu suddenly thought of it and said: "No wonder he came to me for fortune-telling that day, and said he wanted to find someone. I'm afraid he was looking for the prince? Isn't the prince going to tell him?"

Zhao Yudao: "It doesn't matter if he knows it or not. This king is only fulfilling his promise, and there is no need for him to be grateful and return anything."

At dawn the next day, I packed my bags and headed home.

Cen Ling took the bundle and went to the courtyard to find Xu Fengjin who was sitting on the threshold in a daze, and asked him, "Ah Jin, what are you thinking?"

Xu Fengjin responded, stood up and said, "It's okay, let's go."

Since Xu Fengjin came back yesterday, he was often absent-minded, and Cen Ling was full of doubts, and he didn't know what was wrong with him.

On the way back, the scenery is still the same, the mountain stream is clear, the wild rocks are sitting on the couch, and the trickle water waterfall is flowing next to the cliff. It came from the high mountain, exhausted all the way, and fell into the spring. Scattered, surrounded by wild flowers, mountain jujubes are like clusters of red tassels, hanging on the branches in clusters, looking sour and sweet, it should be crisp and refreshing, the road is bumpy, Miaozhu told Zhao Yu not to sit for a long time, and to eat after a while Get off the event.

Zhao Yu stood by the pond watching the fish, heard the sound of the grass moving slightly, turned his head, and saw Xu Fengjin walking over with a piece of silk in his hand and standing side by side with him.

Inside the cotton silk was a pack of wild jujubes, of different sizes. Xu Fengjin first picked up one and bit into it to taste the taste, and then threw the whole one into his mouth. There are sweet and sour, the sweet ones will smile, and the sour ones will grin their teeth.

The taste of this one is obviously mediocre, neither sour nor sweet.

Zhao Yu was guessing, when Xu Fengjin suddenly squatted by the pool, washed the bitten jujube in the water, stood up again and handed the jujube to Zhao Yu, saying, "I don't know if the lord thinks I'm dirty, but I I only bit a little bit of flesh and washed it for you, this one has a moderate taste, you should be able to eat it."

Zhao Yu didn't expect that he stood here and ate for a long time to taste the taste for himself, he was startled, and took the jujube in his hand.

Xu Fengjin said: "My lord invites me to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake, so I will treat my lord to eat jujube." Seeing that Zhao Yu didn't speak, he lowered his head, picked one up and threw it into his mouth, chewed for a long time, and then said, "If my lord thinks I'm dirty, you can eat it." Throw it away and feed the fish."

Zhao Yu turned the half-red jujube in his hand, smiled and said: "Isn't that fish going to choke to death?" Then he put it in his mouth and tasted it: "It's still a bit sweet."

Seeing him eating it, Xu Fengjin felt happy for no reason: "But I don't like eating it."

Zhao Yu said: "You are too sweet."

Xu Fengjin retorted: "The prince is too picky."