On the street at night, a carriage drove slowly on it.
The sound of the wheels turning is clearly audible.
Inside the carriage.
Zhao Jia and Han Fei sat looking at each other and chatting about Tianze and others. As they learned more about it, Han Fei gradually felt the difficulty of this matter. According to Zhao Jia, the manipulator behind this matter was extremely It might be Ji Wuye and others, but in this case, another problem arises.
"According to what the young master said, Tian Ze has been detained by Ye Mu's people, and Ye Mu's release of him was deliberate. But if this is the case, why did Ye Mu sit back and watch the prince being kidnapped?"
Han Fei thought for a long time and looked at Zhao Jia to ask the question.
I have to say that he had a lot of questions tonight, but time did not wait for me. Han Fei had no time to investigate and analyze the truth behind this. He could only try to get some useful information from Zhao Jia as a clue. Go investigate and save time.
At present, what Han Fei lacks most is time, because the prince's safety involves too much time, and he cannot be allowed to investigate slowly.
"I don't know about this. Could it be that Ninth Young Master has forgotten that this is my first time in Korea, and I don't know much about such things."
Zhao Jiaai looked at Han Fei helplessly and smiled helplessly, with an innocent expression.
Han Fei rolled his eyes in his heart. As for what Zhao Jia said, if the other party hadn't investigated in advance, how could the spies know such details? However, these words obviously cannot be asked directly. After all, the other party has no obligation to help him. Even if the other party openly wants to marry Honglian.
He still didn't understand what Zhao Jia wanted to do. Before he figured it out, Han Fei didn't know whether Zhao Jia was an enemy or a friend.
"I thought the young master knew a lot about Ji Wuye's affairs."
Han Fei chuckled.
Zhao Jia looked indifferent and said rather casually: "What I value about cooperating with Ji Wuye is not him as a person, but the power he controls. If the Ninth Young Master can be like Ji Wuye, he has all the power in the government and the public." , I will naturally choose Ninth Young Master as my partner."
"Power...Young Master has a thorough understanding of it."
Han Fei was stunned when he heard this. He obviously didn't expect Zhao Jiahui to speak so straightforwardly. He pondered for a while and laughed at himself.
"Don't you think Ninth Young Master has any idea about the position of crown prince? Now may be a good opportunity."
Zhao Jia looked at Han Fei and encouraged him.
"Young master is joking, Han Fei does not covet the throne. I care more about the law than the throne. The thrones come and go. No one can sit in this position forever. Only the law can survive forever. Only with the law can this country be preserved." To bring order out of troubled times and restore order.”
Han Fei did not hesitate at all, with a firm tone and bright eyes, he explained his ideals.
He is more idealistic than Lisi's realist.
Zhao Jia's expression remained unchanged and he said slowly: "But if you sit on the throne, the ideals and ambitions of the Ninth Young Master may be easier to realize."
"maybe."
How could Han Fei not know this truth, but if he fought for that position, South Korea might be even more chaotic.
The poison of power corrodes the most tyrannical countries and the toughest people.
How can those who study Dharma not understand this truth?
If he really becomes that kind of person, he will never be able to look back. Maybe by then, he won't be who he is now.
As the question was answered, the car became quiet for a while.
After a while.
Han Fei suddenly smiled and said, "Compared to this matter, how are you getting along with Hong Lian?"
Let’s not talk about the meaning behind this marriage. At present, it seems that Honglian’s resistance to this marriage has weakened a lot. If the two of them are allowed to develop, maybe it can actually happen. If so, it is actually not bad. , no matter what happens, Honglian can still be saved.
Han Fei still cares about his sister.
"You shouldn't ask me about this matter. Ninth Young Master should ask His Highness Honglian. If she is willing, my relationship with her may be able to grow faster."
Zhao Jia said matter-of-factly.
"...Young master is really magnanimous."
Han Fei twitched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but complain. He obviously admired Zhao Jia's shamelessness. He came here to ask for Honglian's hand, but why did he feel that the two parties were reversed.
…
There was no words all the way, and soon the group arrived at Zilanxuan.
Han Fei was anxious to find Wei Zhuang for help. He currently had too few people available, especially when faced with such a martial arts master. He was dwarfed and could only rely on Wei Zhuang. As for Zhao Jia, he naturally turned to Zi Female, admiring her plump and graceful figure.
Tonight, the purple girl is still wearing the purple slit cheongsam, and her long white legs are looming as she moves, which is fascinating.
She has a slim waist and huge fruits, and her charming charm is rippling as she moves around.
The only regrettable thing is that the heavy makeup on her face makes her look a little delicate, a little less cool and elegant than before, and a little more charming.
"How can the young master have the leisure to come to my Zilan Pavilion today?"
Zi Nu walked to Zhao Jia's side, her arms dropped naturally, and she folded her hands on her lower abdomen. Her purple eyes seemed to be able to speak. She was charming, gentle and affectionate. She spoke softly with a bit of a smile. Her tone was very similar to that of many days ago. The little wife without her husband evokes endless imagination.
"I missed you, so I came naturally. I haven't seen you for a few days, but the purple girl is still as charming as ever."
Zhao Jia blinked, looked at the other person up and down, and said with a little emotion.
Zi Nu covered her mouth and smiled softly, her posture was graceful, and she said with a smile on her lips: "If the young master really wanted to, how could he not come for several days? He must have been fascinated by the princess, and he has already forgotten Zi Nu~"
"Give me your hand~"
Zhao Jia's face straightened, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and said to Zi Nu.
Zi Nu was stunned by Zhao Jia's sudden seriousness. After hesitating for a moment, she handed over her hand. She immediately felt that her hand was being held by a big hand, and then Zhao Jia's voice came to her ears: "I forgot No one will forget you, because your eyes are very similar to my mother's."
He held Zi Nu's hand, his eyes showing some emotion and reminiscence, as if he was remembering his lost mother.
When Zi Nu saw Zhao Jia's expression, she immediately lost the urge to pull away. The kind-hearted eldest sister would always comfort the disappointed younger brother, especially the good-looking younger brother. After all, women have maternal instincts. This is instinct and nature.
"Made the Purple Girl laugh."
Zhao Jia pondered for a while, smiled freely, and seemed to have recovered, but his hand still did not let go of Zi Nu's hand.
Zi Nu tugged her hand inadvertently, her beautiful eyes moved slightly, and she stared at Zhao Jia with a half-smile, silently reminding Zhao Jia that it was time to let go.
Zhao Jia seemed not to hear her and continued to hold her hand. He even turned to look at the scenery downstairs and admired the dancer dancing below.
PS: The titles of the first two chapters are wrong, but it doesn’t matter.
(End of chapter)
