The prince in the cold palace

Shen Rongku was drinking fresh green tea soup in the Tingfeng Hall, while listening to the quarrels of the brothers below.

The red-faced men raised their arms one by one, and they were about to fight. A black and strong man and a man with an ugly burn scar on his arm were already entangled. In a fit of anger, a white porcelain tea bowl fell between the two of them, and it shattered into pieces. The cracking sound made the men unconsciously look back at the boss sitting there. Shen Rongku narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a dangerous aura. , that ferocious stare stared at the men present with lumps in their hearts, and they all fell silent.

Shen Rongku knocked on the table in front of him, and after a while, he snorted, "Xiao Fan'er hasn't left yet, is there an internal strife?"

One of the men quickly wiped off his sweat, stepped forward and said, "They came to the door by themselves, don't blame me for being rude, we want to avenge the brothers who died!"

After the man finished speaking, someone immediately echoed, "That's right, we can't let Xiao Fan'er underestimate us!"

"What's the use of killing these one or two, the brothers who left will never come back!" It was the man with the injured arm who spoke, and there were many people who supported him, and the two sides were deadlocked. together.

Shen Rongku said in a calm voice, "Have you guys had enough trouble?"

Standing up while talking, the tall and battle-hardened body walked steadily in front of everyone, "Who are we? We are bandits, first bandits, and brotherly loyalty, don't get it wrong .”

Seeing that many men showed puzzled expressions, Shen Rongku said again, "Revenge, someone will avenge us. Now, Xiaofaner can't move."

After speaking, he laughed and left.

Zhifei watched Apu slowly untie his clothes, looked away, and knocked on the window where the birds were singing and the fragrance of flowers was shining. The sun was shining brightly, reminding him of his days in the palace. There is not much difference in words, but the number of times I see my mother and concubine has decreased, and the number of times I have seen my father and emperor has increased.

Occasionally chatting and playing chess with the emperor, discussing people's livelihood, or dealing with the concubines and princes in the harem, nothing else.

After leaving the palace, everything became very different.

The experience of the past few days, in retrospect, feels like a dream, too unreal.Yin Wuyao didn't change much when he was in the palace, even more unreserved and more serious than before, sometimes it's hard to understand what Yin Wuyao is obsessed with.

The one who has changed the most is the obsession with himself. He still doesn't know whether he should be happy or worried about this change in himself.

Sometimes, I would have dreams about the cold palace. Zhifei spent the most time there in the past ten years. It can be said to be a rare pure land. Now that I think about it, this pure land may have been created intentionally or unintentionally by the emperor. Indifference, coupled with the remoteness and coldness of the cold palace, made there a lot of intrigue.

What kind of responsibilities does the crown prince have? In the past three years, Zhifei has been constantly asking himself. The old officials all said that the prince has done a good job, and there are many ministers who feel that Zhifei is weak and incompetent. Ben, most people are superficially flattering and secretly crowding out.Zhi Fei knew all this, but he just didn't want to pay attention to it. Sometimes the ministers went too far, and Yin Wuyao would gently remind him to establish the majesty of the prince.

But in Zhi Fei's heart, he shouldn't be the prince in the first place, so he didn't take Yin Wuyao's words to heart.

Until Yin Wuyao's firm and undeniable eyes seemed to be able to see Zhifei's heart through his eyes, and when he said to him, you are the prince of my great Zhou, Zhibao's heart was a little excited.

There seemed to be something in the blood surging with excitement, as if being bewitched by Yin Wuyao, it became more and more violent.

"What are you in a daze for?" A hand stroked Zhibao's cheek, in front of him was a smiling face with a tanned healthy complexion, the smile was a bit sly, licking his lips, Apu leaned over, and looked at Zhibao affectionately , "Like a rabbit, so cute~"

Zhifei frowned, avoided Apu's hand, and took a step back, "If the second prince has changed his clothes..." He raised his eyes slightly and could see that Apu's clothes were half open, and the accessories and accessories hanging on his body The clothes got tangled up in one place, and the brown-haired young man stretched out his hands to untie them. The more he untied, the more messy he was, the more innocently he smiled.

"Hey, it's knotted and I can't untie it. Your name is Zifei, can you help me?" After finishing speaking, he blinked at Zhifei.

Sighing, Zhi Fei had no choice but to stretch out his hand to help Apu untie it. Knowing that Apu did it on purpose, he still separated the chain and the fabric bit by bit.

Apu watched with great interest, "Zifei, your hands are so thin, you shouldn't be a bandit."

"Zifei is an accountant, what he holds is a pen, not a weapon."

Apu pretended to be surprised and looked at Zhi Fei, "Oh, Zi Fei knows how to fight? What if those bandits bully you? What if the soldiers from the imperial court come to encircle the cottage one day?" Zhi Fei looked at He glanced at Apu, who was immersed in his acting skills, and smiled slightly, "Second prince, if you want to get something out of me, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I don't know much about the layout of the checkpoints in the cottage or the traps on the mountain." Not as much as you."

After finishing speaking, he just untied the last knot, and Zhifei didn't care what Apu wanted to say, bowed politely to him, called the maids outside to clean up, and left.

Zhi Fei walked outside, and when he was far away from Apu's guest room, a figure fell from a tree next to him. He thought it would be Danhe who had been following him, but it was Yin Wuyao.

"Father?" Zhi Fei was a little surprised, and when he saw the smile on Yin Wuyao's face, he didn't say anything else.

Yin Wuyao naturally walked side by side with Zhi Fei, and let out a low and magnetic laugh, "Xiao Qi, I secretly contacted the soldiers and horses stationed in Beicheng, and they will be here in a few days, and we will be able to leave soon." Here it is."

The mountain road is not easy to walk. They chose a road less traveled by, and it is even more rugged. Seeing Yin Wuyao in a good mood, he nodded while paying attention to his feet, "Father dispatched troops to deal with the Mu family. ?”

Yin Wuyao nodded with a smile, stretched out his hands to rub his useless hair, "Xiao Qi..."

The child gradually began to understand himself and the meaning behind every decision made by the emperor.This is a gratifying step for Yin Wuyao. In order to reach this step, he waited for a long time, gave up his dignity as an emperor and stayed by the child's side, seeing him come alive bit by bit, he couldn't help No matter how silent, Yin Wuyao felt more gratifying than anything else.

Zhi Fei looked around, then hesitantly asked Yin Wuyao, "Where's the red crane?"

The original good atmosphere almost dissipated because of these words, and the emperor's dark eyes were full of brilliance, "I asked him to do some things, and he will come back later."

That stubborn Danhe actually listens to other people's errands, and that person is the emperor that Danhe has always hated. Yesterday, the two of them still looked like enemies when they met and wanted to kill each other, but today it is completely different.

Zhi Fei looked at Yin Wuyao, without hiding the surprise and curiosity in his eyes, this man is always unpredictable.

However, I suddenly felt that with him around, there was nothing to worry about.

Thinking of something, Zhi Fei lowered his head, kicked away the stones at his feet, and said in a helpless tone, "Shen Rongku is really an old fox."

"Oh?" Yin Wuyao looked at Zhi Fei with interest as he said such unabashed words, and raised the corners of his lips, "It's rare to see Xiao Qi commenting on a person so straightforwardly..."

Zhi Fei curled his lips, "He dragged Apu and was reluctant to give a clear answer for a long time. He was dissatisfied with Rong Li's style of work, but also afraid of their strength. .”

Yin Wuyao's face darkened, "The 'other' is Xiaoqi? Did he do something to you?"

Zhi Fei told the story about Shen Rongku using stones to make him pour wine on Apu in Tingfeng Hall, his nose wrinkled slightly, and after thinking about it, he also said that Apu killed Han Dali. Although Yin Wuyao may have known about this for a long time, Zhi Fei still couldn't help but want to tell him.

Zhifei doesn't like Apu or Shen Rongku.

Yin Wuyao heard that Zhifei said that when Shen Rongku tapped Zhifei's acupoints, a wave of anger lingered in his heart. He slid his hand to Zhifei's waist, and gently rubbed the place where Zhifei was hit by the stone, his eyes became more intense. Shen Shen, and when he heard that Apu was trying to talk to Zhi Fei, he was furious, and the strength in his hands increased, which made Zhi Fei feel a little painful. When he looked up, the emperor's face was very bad.

"Father?" Zhifei called Yin Wuyao carefully, recalling a sliver of reason from the emperor. At some point, his hands had changed to wrap around Zhifei's waist. Zhifei had always been puzzled by this posture. It's not like something a father and son would do.

However, Yin Wuyao is the kind of person who does what he thinks, and etiquette and ethics are just empty words to him. Perhaps such actions are normal for him.

Zhi Fei frowned slightly, even though it was normal for an emperor, he was still not used to it.

Why can't people be simpler and more relaxed when they live?

When Shen Rongku called Zhifei to Tingfengtang, Apu was not there this time, and the tall body of the village owner stood straight in front of a portrait. With far-reaching eyes, standing beside the pines and cypresses, untouched by the wind and dust.

Hearing Zhi Fei's approaching footsteps, Shen Rongku didn't look back, but just stared at the painting, Zhi Fei didn't speak, standing behind Shen Rongku, also observing the painting.

After a long time, Shen Rongku pondered, "...the person in this painting is my father."

"Twenty years ago, the imperial court ordered the eradication of the henchmen of the former prince. My father was deeply implicated, and my family was ruined. I followed my mother to exile in the northwest, where I lived by stealth, and finally turned into a bandit..." With his hands behind his back, Shen Rongku's voice was flat, not happy. Anger, sorrow and joy, and the tone of the sad place is not low, as if telling someone else's story.

"Shen has always been at odds with the imperial court, but he also can't stand Xiaofan'er's invasion. The two sides are attacking, and the enemy is on the back..." At this point, Shen Rongku turned around and stared at Zhibai's straight face with fierce and menacing eyes. Look, the smile is evoked but there is no warmth, "Zi is not from the imperial court..."

Straight to the point, no corners.Shen Rongku pointed out Zhibao's identity straight to the point, but did not go further to say how he discovered Zhibao's identity. I am afraid that there are many people in the village who secretly observe him, and it is inevitable that people will see the clues. How could Shen Rongku not take more precautions?I just don't know if he found Yin Wuyao and Danhe.

Her body couldn't help trembling, feeling the compelling sight, she moved her lips slightly, and then raised her head bravely, "As long as Village Master Shen doesn't cooperate with Rong Li, and leave everything to the imperial court, Batian Village will naturally be safe. "

Shen Rongku smiled with satisfaction, "In this way, Shen will make it easier for the court. If the two countries go to war, my village will not take sides, and the court will not be able to encircle me or recruit me afterward."

After thinking about it, Zhi Fei still nodded. Shen Rongku seemed to trust Zhi Fei so much that he didn't even doubt the feasibility of Zhi Fei's promise. He wrote the covenant with himself, signed it, and handed it to Zhi Fei.

That swift movement, as if calculated, was waiting for Zhifei to speak.

Slandering the old fox Shen Rongku in his heart, Zhi Fei picked up the covenant book, read it word by word, and then put it in his sleeve.

Things should not be so simple.

When thinking about this, Shen Rongku smiled and said to Zhi Fei, "Zi Fei is in charge of the account of the village, so he should have obtained a lot of information, right?"

Shen Rongku narrowed his eyes and played with the jade paperweight on the table. Zhifei stopped and looked at him suspiciously, with more inquiry in his eyes, "Zifei promised not to take those information away, the village owner can rest assured gone?"

Hearing Zhi Fei's words, Shen Rongku immediately burst out laughing, "It doesn't matter if you take them all away, but Zifei has to do something for Shen after he got the information about Zhaizi."

In exchange for information, Shen Rongku is indeed an old fox. He knows that even if he doesn't want to be abolished, he finally won the neutral attitude of Batianzhai. , Zhifei will agree.

Almost like a threat.

Frowning, Zhi Fei quietly waited for Shen Rongku to continue.The burly middle-aged man kept smiling, looking at the slender young man in plain clothes in front of him, "This decision made by Shen is difficult, the envoy of Rongli is still in the stockade, the second prince, the big Buddha, Shen But I don’t have the ability to send it away, and I’m still bothering Lao Zifei—”

Halfway through the speech, Shen Rongku put down the paperweight, picked up a cup and took a sip of tea, Zhi Fei could understand the rest without saying it.

In the evening, Zhi Fei saw Dan He.The tired-looking Danhe fell directly on the only bed in the accountant's hut, panting slightly, his face and body were covered with sweat, soaking through the black close-fitting clothes, his long hair was simply tied behind his head, and it was already scattered Quite a few, hair tangled together, but Danhe didn't care.

Zhi Fei looked at Yin Wuyao who was sitting on the teacher's chair reading a book, the emperor just glanced at the red crane contemptuously, then turned back to Zhi Fei, "He's just tired."

Dan He glared at him dissatisfied, Yin Wuyao just curled the corners of his lips and remained silent, but his eyes were so cold and sharp that no one dared to presumptuously.

Danhe couldn't help being stunned by the instant murderous intent, muttered angrily, turned around and stopped looking at the two of them.

"What the hell did you do..." Is it difficult to do what Yin Wuyao ordered to make people so tired? It's strange to see that Danhe doesn't seem reluctant.

"It's nothing—" Yin Wuyao looked at the covenant book in his hand, and laughed lightly, "Xiaoqi is still a bit late, if I let me go, Shen Rongku will definitely not have the courage to let me deal with this trouble Prince Rongli..."

Zhi Fei stared at Yin Wuyao, but the other party sat up from the chair with a smile, took Zhi Fei's hand and walked outside, leaving Danhe lying on the bed facing the wall with deep eyes.

"Okay, tell me, what does Xiao Qi want to ask?" Holding back a smile, Yin Wuyao pretended to be serious and asked.

Suppressing the question that was about to blurt out, Zhi Fei raised his eyes and looked at the emperor, "What happened to you and Dan He, both of you are weird."

Danhe was supposed to be a bold man who wouldn't order anyone around, and Yin Wuyao was also an emperor who didn't know how to accommodate others.

Now, although one is unwilling, he is willing to do things for the other, and the other can actually tolerate him occupying the only bed in the house.

Yin Wuyao fiddled with the broken hair of Zhifei, a little intoxicated by the feeling of playing with the hair and fingers, and said casually, "To treat different people, you must use different methods. As a king, you must be well versed in the knowledge of letting others go." ..."

Looking at his own shadow reflected in those dark eyes, Yin Wuyao showed a gentle look, "I will teach you bit by bit."

Outside the window is the sound of birds returning to their nests and flapping their wings. The setting sun is like blood, making people's complexions reddish.

The young man's plain clothes were dyed with the blush of Yunxia, ​​which made him a bit brighter. The man beside him was handsome and handsome, with deep eyes, and the picture was actually very harmonious.

"Hmm...how can I get Apu down the mountain?" Zhi Fei looked at Yin Wuyao with some distress.

There was an unfathomable smile on the emperor's mouth, light and indifferent, "Xiao Qi first told father, why didn't he ask Mu Danhe to kill him, he was the main culprit who killed Han Dali."

Zhi Fei looked at the emperor with a little surprise, "Danhe's sword is not used to do this kind of preemptive things, it is necessary to fight in an upright and fair duel, and Apu killed Han Dali on the battlefield, so I will fight him." Get it back from him on the battlefield."

"Hahaha, well said!" Yin Wuyao smiled happily, he rubbed the top of Zhifei's head vigorously, the warmth of his palm made Zhifei feel relieved and a little relieved.

Although Yin Wuyao used means, he did not agree with the dishonorable behavior of assassination. This is the bearing that a king should have. Even if he hates his opponent in his heart, he must defeat the opponent openly in a place where the battle can really be won.

It feels like Yin Wuyao is getting closer.

The emperor looked at the sky and said to Zhi Fei, "To deal with the second prince Rong Li, there is only one word, delay."