After the gloomy cannon fodder was reborn

Feng Wenhua's appearance at the moment is very miserable.

The crown was kicked off, and the hair was scattered and bloodshot.

He knelt down on the ground, and his words were so earnest that the crown prince believed him to a third.

Indeed, he knew.Xiu Jin was wandering in Dingzhou for a while.And he is so kind-hearted, it is possible to save anyone.

He was on the spot? Pacing back and forth, thinking constantly.

But for the time being, he couldn't tell whether what Feng Wenhua said was true or not.

What if it was someone his father got from him?Just to find Xiu Jin and bring him to his death?

Also? Not impossible.

The prince stopped, stopped in front of Feng Wenhua, and lowered his head: "What proof do you have to convince me that everything you said is true?"

Feng Wenhua bowed his head and said in a low voice: "Subordinate, there is a sachet presented by Mr. Xiujin."

The prince squinted his eyes immediately: "Xiao? Jin will give you a sachet?"

Feng Wenhua knelt on the ground and said: "At that time, Mr. Xiujin was young, and he didn't have any valuables on him. There was gold thread on the sachet, so he gave it to his subordinates, and asked them to pawn it. It is to dig out the gold thread and sell some money to survive."

The prince was still staring at Feng Wenhua.

Feng Wenhua lowered his head, and took out the sachet from his sleeve: "Back then, shortly after Mr. Xiujin left, his subordinates happened to enter the bandit village by chance and failed to use the sachet. But this kindness, I have to report it. This subordinate has already expected that His Highness will not believe it, so he brought this sachet to His Highness to identify whether it belongs to Mr. Xiujin."

He handed over the sachet respectfully with both hands.

There are also dried herbs in the sachet to repel mosquitoes, exuding a faint fragrance that is about to dissipate.

Indeed, it is commonly used in brocade repairing.

The prince held the sachet, looked at it for a moment in his hand, and missed Xiu Jin even more in his heart.

He closed his eyes and sighed: "Forget it, get up. Imperial physician Xuan came to look at your injuries. This time involving Xiujin, it's not a small matter? But, I am impatient."

Feng Wenhua quickly followed his words and said: "It's human nature, and my subordinates are also very concerned about the whereabouts of Mr. Jiao Xiujin. Your Highness doesn't need to worry about such small things."

The prince raised his hand and ordered the personal eunuch to invite the imperial physician to take care of Feng Wenhua's injury.

He pushed back the corner of his robe, sat in the grand teacher's chair, and stretched out his hand to signal Feng Wenhua to sit down with him.

Feng Wenhua lowered his eyes, smiled? smiled?, dare not even speak, his attitude is very respectful.

The prince asked: "So, Mr. Feng, is there any way to search for Xiao Jin?"

Feng Wenhua said: "Mr. Xiujin has no power to restrain a chicken, and is innocent and kind. He alone can't escape such a lot of searches. He has been safe until now. He has not been found yet. The whereabouts are nothing more than two possibilities."

"First, he was captured and used by someone with a heart. Mr. Xiujin has a kind heart, so he is very likely to fall into this dangerous situation."

"Secondly, it was naturally rescued by an acquaintance and hid somewhere to avoid searches."

"In my humble opinion, the second possibility is more likely. If Mr. Xiujin is used by someone with a heart, and faced with the reward offered by His Majesty, that person should have handed him over long ago. Of course, there is no shortage of desires." Save it for His Highness."

"But now? In the entire imperial city, the only one who has the most reason to use Mr. Xiujin to target His Highness is the Sixth Prince. And the movements of the Sixth Prince are always under the control of the Empress and His Highness. For such a big living person, he still has to hide so much. For a long time, it is not easy."

"If it is really in the hands of the Sixth Prince, he should have revealed something to Your Highness long ago, and let you be cautious. However, so far, it has not been seen that the Sixth Prince has come up with a means to control His Highness."

"If it's the second type, then Mr. Xiujin will actively cooperate. The other party's attitude will also be more cautious and cautious, and will not leak the slightest rumor to the outside world."

"In this way, the other party is not interested in profit, and the motive is to repay the favor, so it will be more difficult to search. But what is certain is that Mr. Xiujin is safe and sound."

This analysis is almost in line with what the prince thought.

The prince squinted, and believed in him even more in his heart: "So, how do you want to search?"

Feng Wenhua bowed his hands: "His Royal Highness is paying too much attention to Young Master Xiu Jin, which will cause His Majesty's displeasure. Not only will it affect His Highness' great cause, but it will also endanger Young Master Xiu Jin's life. The best way right now is for Your Highness to concentrate more ?As for the follow-up of the epidemic and the safety of the people, Mr. Xiujin's search must be carried out by the subordinates."

"The best thing is to use the search power in His Majesty's hands, so that we can get twice the result with half the effort."

The prince waved his hand: "Since that's the case, then it's up to you to do it. Remember, in the future, I will report the search results to my palace every day. If you don't find the whereabouts of the brocade, don't let it go. If you really let you find it , there must be a big reward in this palace!"

Feng Wenhua hurriedly raised his sleeves and saluted: "My subordinates will thank Your Highness in advance!"

The prince did not sit down.

Let the imperial physician see Feng Wenhua, the inner palace suffered minor injuries and needs to be taken care of.

The crown prince ordered someone to bring a lot of precious medicinal materials, and sent them to Feng Wenhua's residence together.

Only when people left cleanly did Feng Wenhua remove the smile on his face.

The prince really kicked really hard.

Heh, when he finds Xiao Jin, he will leave immediately with others.

As for the crown prince, it would be a good end for him to die in the battle for the throne.

……

When Mu Jianshu put the letter paper listed by the prince's recent actions on Xue Fuguang's desk, he was still asleep.

A hand protruded from the bed curtain, five fingers were slightly curled up, and the fingertips were pink.

Mu Jianshu lowered his eyes and looked around for a while, then turned around, walked out with light hands and feet.

Shao Jing was squatting in the small kitchen, and when he looked up, he saw him: "Hey! I was shocked! What are you doing? You walk silently, and you don't know how to make a sound. What are you doing here?"

Mu Jianshu looked at the jar: "The medicine is ready?"

Shao Jing waved the cattail fan and fanned himself: "How can it be, the prince is not awake yet. It is not yet the hour, the sun is hot, the prince can't bear it, so sleep better while it is still cool. After a while, at the end of the day, the medicine is almost ready to drink."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and glanced at Mu Jianshu: "No, isn't your son asking you to do these things, why am I still staring at you these two days?"

Mu Jianshu said lightly, "I'm only responsible for personal matters."

Shao Jing rolled his eyes.

Before the eyeballs turned over, a sandalwood box was handed to him: "Tomorrow's tonic."

Shao Jing also took it very skillfully, and murmured: "Which house did you steal it from? You can get these good things in two or three days. It is smaller than Shizi's? The warehouse is richer. Tsk, in the future you If you get caught while stealing medicinal materials, don't confess to your son, the palace will not send someone to catch you."

Seeing that he put it away, Mu Jianshu didn't answer, and went back to the Shizi's room again.

"Tch." Shao Jing pouted lightly.

Wrap the sandalwood box in your arms.

It's really weird, and I still don't want to tell the prince.

At three o'clock in the morning, the sun rises, sets in the house and begins to dazzle.

Xue Fuguang sat up with the thin mattress in his arms, and called in a low voice: "Shao Jing, bring me a glass of water."

The bed curtain was pulled back, and a hand with strong knuckles was holding a porcelain cup.

After Xue Fuguang took the pour, he realized that it was lukewarm water.

His head was somewhat clear, and he raised the curtain to see the tall figure standing outside: "Dress me."

Mu Jianshu has already gotten used to it.

Carrying the outer shirt, put it on for the spoiled little prince, and then bowed his head to tie the belt.

In the end, she half-kneeled in front of the bed and put on shoes and socks for him.

Xue Fuguang went to Dingzhou for a trip, and there were many blisters and calluses on the soles of his feet.

Now? Not long after being raised in the palace, she regained her white and delicate appearance, and it was slender and cool in the hand.

Xue Fuguang glanced at his brows, noticed the extra things on the table, but didn't have time to worry about what Mu Jianshu was doing holding his feet: "What's the prince doing recently?"

Mu Jianshu lowered his head: "Yes."

Before Xue Fuguang opened his mouth to ask for it, Mu Jianshu had already understood his intention, put down his shoes and socks first, got up, and brought the letter paper before going to the table, and put it in Xue Fuguang's hand.

Seeing Feng Wenhua's hot behavior in Kuangzhou, Xue Fuguang couldn't help laughing.

It is really a wise move to send him to the hands of the crown prince.

The Prince Biansheng is the same person as him, so he doesn't think there is any problem with what he does.

What kind of benevolent deeds, virtuous reputation, the prince has maintained such a reputation for so long, after Kuangzhou and his party, all will be wiped out.

In contrast, the behavior of the sixth prince is more humane.

He continued to look down, and when he saw the prince kicking Feng Wenhua, he was even more happy.

Then he was interrupted by the itch on the soles of his feet.

He raised his eyebrows, put the letter paper aside, and looked down at the book.

Mu Jianshu held the soles of his feet, and the calluses on the palms scratched the soles of his feet, making him shrink back.

Immediately, he raised his leg and kicked Mu Jianshu's belly: "Put on some shoes and socks, what are you doing for a while?"

Mu Jianshu subconsciously tightened his palms, and then realized that Xue Fuguang would probably be angry if he didn't let Xue Fuguang kick this, so he loosened his palms halfway.

It's okay if it's not loose, but if it's loosened like this, Xue Fuguang's strength was already hindered, and now it directly makes him kick the wrong place.

Mu Jianshu snorted, and Xue Fuguang's face changed suddenly.

He gritted his teeth and retracted his foot. He didn't know if it was disgusting? A little more, or a little more angry: "You!?"

Mu Jianshu picked up the hem of his clothes to cover his lower body? Strangely, he said in a muffled voice: "This subordinate has nothing to do, so I will take my leave first."

Xue Fuguang looked up at his fleeing back and his red ears, somehow, his mood got better again.

He put on his shoes and socks by himself, and when he went out, he called a maidservant to fetch water for himself, cleans his face, and tied his hair.

Shao Jing saw that he was awake, but did not see Mu Jianshu's figure.

Confused, he brought the tonic: "My son, this is today's tonic. First eat two pieces of pastry, and then drink the medicine."

Xue Fuguang brought it casually, sat down in front of the table, and continued to read the contents of the letter.

Seeing Concubine Hui's recent actions, she frowned slightly.

He raised his head and drank the medicine in the bowl, put down the letter paper, and asked Shao Jing: "Yesterday, I ordered someone to give the painting to the twelve princes, did you go?"

Shao Jing said: "Go, don't worry, my son?"

Shao Jing tidied up the medicine bowl: "Why is Naquwu so strange recently, my son, why don't you still serve you as a servant? I saw him in the kitchen this morning, but now he ran away without a trace."

Xue Fuguang looked at the letter paper in his hand, suddenly smiled, his phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and the waves shone brightly: "Shao Jing, let me ask you. I peeled a plate of pomegranate earlier, and you put it in the house, but who knows? "

Shao Jing didn't know why Xue Fuguang suddenly mentioned this: "Only the prince knows. Ah, besides, there is Qu Wu who is following you. Where do other people know?"

Xue Fuguang laughed suddenly.

He probably knew that some little thief stole the pomegranate.

When Mu Jianshu reappeared, he had already returned to his usual appearance.

I can't see the embarrassment of bleeding from the red medicine before.

Xue Fuguang flipped through the book in his hand, and said: "The Twelve Princes told me the day before yesterday that the painting I gave him was lost, it reminded me of something."

Mu Jianshu's jaw was tense, and even the hand hanging by his side had several veins stretched out.