Wu Jing walked out of the Yamen lobby and walked side by side with Zhao Hong. Wu Jing's words were meaningful.
"Your Highness, you openly acted against Shi Miyuan in the main hall. The old minister was frightened and happy in his heart. However, if you offend Shi Miyuan, Your Highness must be careful in the future!"
In the main hall, he openly challenged Shi Miyuan and hit the point. This prince really surprised him.
In my memory, Zhao Hong was not so fierce. It seems that he still underestimated the world.
"Xianggong Wu, Shi Miyuan has monopolized power and harmed the Song Dynasty. I just want to tell the truth. As for what Shi Miyuan thinks and what he wants to do, I don't care!"
Zhao Hong appropriately expressed his fearlessness for the ignorant.
"Your Highness is fierce and fierce, and I admire you. But the long-term solution is to be patient and dormant."
Wu Jing looked around and whispered to Zhao Hong:
"Your Highness, how about I find Zheng Qingzhi and ask him to talk to Shi Miyuan. You and Shi Miyuan sit down and ease the relationship between each other. It won't be too late to deal with Shi Miyuan when His Highness ascends the throne one day."
Seeing the hesitation in Wu Jing's eyes, Zhao Hong couldn't help but feel a hint of arrogance in his heart.
Just a little bit of courage.
"Xiangong Wu, as the saying goes, a country is easy to change, but a person's nature is hard to change. I have a creed that has been with me for many years. Do you want to hear it?"
Zhao Hong turned his head and stopped, looking serious.
Wu Jing couldn't help but be startled, and then said:
"Your Highness, please speak. I am all ears."
This Zhao Hong, I just wanted to persuade him, for his sake, he might have misunderstood what his life creed was.
"Xiangong Wu, my creed is that in my world, there is no hiding or retreating, only rampaging forward. Even if you hit your head and bleed, you will never look back or retreat."
Zhao Hong said with a righteous face, Wu Jing was slightly startled, and then laughed.
"Your Highness, you are so good at your rampage. You really impress me!"
Wu Jing smiled, secretly admiring him.
This young His Highness is very courageous and a sincere gentleman.
Zhao Hong shook his head secretly. If there was no way out, would he go on a rampage with Shi Miyuan?
As long as there is a bad collision, it is very likely that the car will be destroyed and people will be killed.
"Your Highness, that grain merchant from Huaidong is your guest, right?"
Wu Jing smiled, his face full of vulgarity, and his eyes showed an expression that only a man would understand.
"A guest of honor?"
Zhao Hong looked confused.
"Your Highness, you are really good at pretending! You are as beautiful as jade. I really envy Your Highness!"
Wu Jing laughed and said, when he arrived at the door of Lin'an Mansion, he bowed his hand to Zhao Hong.
"Your Highness, please let me know when there will be new songs."
"Mr. Wu, thank you very much. Please give me your advice in the future!"
Zhao Hong also said goodbye to Wu Jing, with a smile on his face and a long salute.
A guest? What is this guy talking about?
"Your Highness, what Xianggong Wu said is absolutely true. Shi Miyuan is powerful, so Your Highness should be more careful."
There was no one around, Xu Shengxuan said with a smile.
"I'll go! I'm also powerful, why can't he be more careful?"
Zhao Hong shook his head. No matter how powerful the situation is, he is not afraid, and it is useless to be afraid.
"His Highness denounced Shi Miyuan in public, and of course he felt happy. But what will happen in the end? Shi Miyuan has not lost anything, and the gap between His Highness and Shi Miyuan is even deeper. It is not a good thing for His Highness."
Xu Sheng's words made Zhao Hong stunned for a moment. He looked at Li Tang, who had a dark face and said nothing, and asked:
"Li Tang, do you think so?"
"Your Highness, you still have to endure it and wait until His Highness ascends the throne!"
"Isn't it okay if I make him feel sick?"
Zhao Hong shook his head. If he could ascend the throne smoothly, would he be like this?
"People's hearts are evil, do you think I want to be like this? There are some things that you can't do without compromise."
His relationship with Shi Miyuan was irreconcilable, and no one knew it better than him. All he can do now is to take advantage of the situation.
Yan Chun came out of the prison gate with a dark face. She looked outside. It was approaching the New Year's Eve. The south gate of the prison was deserted. Several people were talking outside, and one of them was Shopkeeper Xu.
The young man talking to Shopkeeper Xu stood with his hands behind his back, his waist straight, his face contoured, his smile bright, his teeth white, giving people an inexplicable sense of intimacy.
Yan Chun's heart couldn't help but move.
The person Shopkeeper Xu is looking for is definitely not an ordinary person. This young man is well-dressed and well-dressed. He is undoubtedly a son of a powerful person in Lin'an City.
"Your Highness, thank you very much!"
Shopkeeper Xu bowed his hands and expressed his gratitude to Zhao Hong with a smile.
Brother Fang Kong opened the way, and with the prince Zhao Hong taking action, it was natural that everything would be unfavorable.
"Shopkeeper Xu, you're welcome."
As Zhao Hong spoke, shopkeeper Xu ran over, nodding and bowing.
"Shopkeeper Yan, everyone, you've suffered. Are you okay?"
"Shopkeeper Xu, why did you come here to cause my master to suffer inside!"
An unusually majestic man in his thirties shouted to Shopkeeper Xu dissatisfied.
"It's not that Your Highness just went to Dali Temple, and I'm just late. Sorry! Sorry!"
Shopkeeper Xu ran over quickly, smiling apologetically and bowing repeatedly.
Zhao Hong saw it clearly and shook his head secretly. Shopkeeper Xu's demeanor seemed a bit too humble.
"Shopkeeper Xu, is this the person who saved us?"
The "criminals" had just been released, and the men were all powerful and imposing. The other person is wearing a green satin gown with the right hem, disguised as a man, with a slender figure, graceful appearance, and a pair of eyes as clear as autumn water.
Zhao Hong couldn't help but be startled. He has never seen a woman with such a good figure, a pair of heavenly long legs, such a delicate face, and her clear eyes, he has forgotten all the polite words to say.
"What are you looking at? I'll dig out your eyes!"
As if sensing Zhao Hong's greedy gaze, Yan Chun's black eyes widened.
"My little lady is so beautiful and fragrant, I've lost my composure, I've been rude!"
Zhao Hong blushed and quickly bowed his hands.
The old driver lost his temper and shouldn't have done so.
I'm afraid this is the "guest who enters the scene" that Wu Jing just referred to.
This guy is a veteran driver, and his vision is vicious!
However, if we take a closer look at this long-legged beauty, the outline seems too strong.
He must have a strong temper and personality, Zhao Hong subconsciously thought.
"I saved you, and yet I'm so rude. It's so unreasonable!"
Xu Sheng's eyes immediately widened as the master humiliated his minister to death.
This beauty disguised as a man is beautiful, but a little too rude.
"Are you looking for death?"
Seeing that Xu Sheng was being rude to his master, the extremely muscular man in his thirties came up to him and pointed his finger at him, cursing him rudely.
"It's up to you, do you want to come together?"
Xu Sheng sneered and did not show weakness.
"Okay, okay, we are all our own people, don't hurt your harmony!"
The two sides were at war with each other. Shopkeeper Xu quickly came up and stood between the two.
"Open up and step back!"
Yan Chun, the host who disguised herself as a man, spoke first.
"Yes, Master!"
Ask the man who opened his mouth to step back immediately, respectfully, like a slave.
The officer at the prison gate looked at all this in surprise and hesitated whether to come up.
"Xu Sheng, come back. Shopkeeper Xu, take your leave."
Zhao Hong bowed his hands to shopkeeper Xu and said goodbye. An angry Xu Sheng turned around to leave.
There was a conflict in front of Lin'an Mansion's prison. If there was another big fight and they were imprisoned again, it would be a big joke.
"Your Highness, thank you very much! I will definitely visit you one day and apologize to Your Highness!"
Shopkeeper Xu saw that Zhao Hong was not angry, so he quickly caught up to him and apologized to him.
"Shopkeeper Xu, just be fine, just say goodbye!"
Zhao Hong greeted Xu Sheng, whose face was full of black lines, and walked away.
"Wait!"
Yan Chun called Zhao Hong, and she walked a few steps over, standing with her hands behind her hands, frowning slightly, trying to look steady.
"What's your name? Allow me, Yan, to repay you in the future."
Zhao Hong was startled and couldn't help but smile.
This woman is stunningly beautiful, but she is only sixteen or seventeen years old. She pretends to be serious, a little artificial, but also a little cute.
However, looking at the fierce warriors around her, they were respectful to her, as if they were a servant treating their master. From this point of view, this beauty must be the inexperienced, arrogant and domineering daughter of a wealthy family.
"Shopkeeper Yan, this is His Highness Duke Ji Guo, who is also the current prince of the Song Dynasty. Your Highness, this is Shopkeeper Yan, and he and the villain are running the grain business in Qingpingfang!"
Shopkeeper Xu had an apologetic smile on his face and quickly introduced him to his business partner.
"Ji Guo Gong, the prince? I thought he was the current prince!"
Miss Yan glanced at Zhao Hong coldly and said something disdainful.
Shopkeeper Xu looked embarrassed, Xu Sheng looked ugly and said something vicious.
"He is the only prince of the official family of the Great Song Dynasty. In the future, he will be the prince of the official family of the Great Song Dynasty!"
Zhao Hong felt a headache and quickly waved his hand.
"Shopkeeper Xu, shopkeeper Yan, take your leave. We'll see you later."
With a mental age in his thirties, he would naturally not argue with a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.
"Your Highness, walk slowly!"
Shopkeeper Xu and Zhao Hong said goodbye with awkward smiles.
Yan Chun didn't say anything, and he was too embarrassed to leave Zhao Hong behind to have a meal or something together.
"Mr. Ji Guo, stay!"
Mrs. Yan took a step forward, stopped Zhao Hong, and bowed to him with clasped fists, looking like a gangster.
"Shopkeeper Yan, is there anything else?"
Zhao Hong felt helpless for a while. Ignorant people are fearless, especially these young people, who speak directly to the heart.
He is powerless, but at least he is still a human being. Can you not say it so directly?
"Your Highness, thank you very much. If I, Yan, are needed in the future, I will be obliged to do so!"
Yan Chun thanked him in an arrogant manner, as if he were a daughter of a wealthy family in later generations who throws money at people.
"Easy to say! Easy to say!"
Zhao Hong was shocked by the woman's beauty, and he also clasped his fists in salute and said goodbye to her.
This girl was a natural beauty. Her every frown and smile were so charming that she almost blinded him.
When had he ever been loved by such an outstanding girl? Have you ever had such a feeling again?
Zhao Hong's heart felt inexplicably sour.
"Your Highness, let's drop in and let's go together!"
Yan Chun took a few steps forward and walked with Zhao Hong. Xu Sheng could only take a step back.
The sun suddenly struggled out from the thick clouds. The two walked side by side under the warm winter sun. Next to them was a young and charming girl. The fragrance was faint, and Zhao Hong couldn't help but feel lost.
Has he returned to his ignorant high school days?
"Your Highness, why don't you speak?"
"What did I say? There is nothing to say. Life is a stagnant water, dull and boring, without hope."
Zhao Hong said softly, seeming to have a lot of emotion.
"Don't you have any relatives? No friends? No... sweetheart?"
Yan Chun was surprised by Zhao Hong's sadness and couldn't help but ask.
As a prince, this person had no worries about food and clothing. He had everything he wanted. His words were depressing, but he seemed to have no solution.
"My relatives are all dead and out of reach; my friends seem to have disappeared without a trace; my sweetheart seems to have happened a long time ago."
With the past unbearable to look back on, Zhao Hong became even more depressed.
"Your majestic prince, you have everything you want, and you still coy about it? How can people in the world survive when you are like this?"
Yan Chun looked at Zhao Hong dissatisfied and continued:
"Don't you southerners know how to write poems and lyrics? Aren't those scholar-bureaucrats all well versed in this? Just write a song and lyrics to open my eyes and relieve your boredom."
Southerner? Fragrant lyrics and erotic songs?
Zhao Hong was startled, then turned his head and saw the carelessness on Yan Chun's face and the expression in his eyes, a trace of disdain?
"Am I familiar with you? Why should I do this to you? Who do you think you are?"
After paying homage to Fengbo Pavilion, Zhao Hong was already very unhappy, and he couldn't bear to look back on the past. Yan Chun's hint of disdain made him run away involuntarily.
"Why are you like this? Are you sick? It's inexplicable!"
Yan Chun was startled and his eyes widened.
"I'm sick, do you have any medicine? What's wrong with me? What do I need to do to make you happy?"
Zhao Hong looked ugly and walked away.
"I am also sick, a disease of not repaying kindness and being ungrateful. Do you have any medicine?"
Xu Sheng dropped the last sentence and followed Zhao Hong closely.
Yan Chun stopped the aggressive men with a playful look in his eyes.
This prince of the Song Dynasty has quite a temper, which is a bit interesting.
