The man in front of me had a beautiful beard and looked like a private school teacher rather than a jailer.
This person is none other than Chu Feiyuan from Zhao Prison.
He is the oldest in Zheng Ji's team, and his martial arts is not the best, but among Zheng Ji's team, apart from herself, only Chu Feiyuan is still capable of participating in the battle.
Zhang Jian knew very well that those who could enter His Highness's team were those whom His Highness trusted and valued.
He has always attached great importance to them.
"Mr. Chu, His Highness has entered the palace. It is not clear when he will return." He said with a smile, "Mr. Chu, is there something urgent? If it is convenient, you can talk to me first."
As the chief historian of the Changding Princess Mansion, he can handle all matters in the mansion, unless they are extremely special.
Chu Feiyuan opened his mouth, and finally said: "I'd better wait until His Highness comes back before reporting. This matter... is not very urgent."
Zhang Jian looked at the other party's obviously anxious expression and knew that the other party did not want to tell him the matter, so he did not force it. qδ
However, he said again: "I will report to Your Highness when His Highness returns home. If the matter is really urgent and if there is anyone who needs help, Mr. Chu can give his instructions at any time."
Chu Feiyuan nodded, thanked Zhang Jian, and left with heavy steps.
Zhang Jian looked at the other party's leaving figure, and couldn't help but have a lot of doubts in his heart.
Like other officials in the court, his biggest impression of the prison was that it was eerie and terrifying.
I also stayed away from people who came out there, wishing I could live my whole life without any contact.
At the beginning, he didn't understand why His Highness would choose someone from the prison, and he thought that Chu Feiyuan should be the person the Emperor placed beside His Highness.
But after several contacts with Chu Feiyuan, he felt that this was not the case.
He could clearly feel Chu Feiyuan's heartfelt support and concern for His Highness.
This kind of concern is similar to a kind of love for one's own juniors.
This is an inexplicable feeling, and Zhang Jian himself finds it very ridiculous.
How could a jailer regard His Highness Changding as his junior?
However, Zhang Jian has been an official for so many years, and he will never make a mistake in judging a person's eyes.
He also vaguely mentioned this to His Highness, but His Highness just shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter."
Since His Highness said it doesn't matter, then it really doesn't matter.
After these few months of contact, Zhang Jian became more and more familiar with Chu Feiyuan, and even changed his perception of the imperial prison guard because of it.
The imperial prison may be extremely terrifying, but among the jailors there are people like Chu Feiyuan - they have a very low sense of presence, but are reliable and harmless.
Sometimes, he even had the feeling that it was precisely because Chu Feiyuan came out of the imperial edict and had lived in the gloom and horror for a long time that he was capable enough to follow His Highness to the end of the martial arts competition.
No, Cao Ning, Tao Jingyi and Shen Chen all had accidents one after another, and only Chu Feiyuan was fine.
Ever since Chu Feiyuan appeared next to His Highness, he had never seen any emotion or joy in his expression. Why was he looking so anxious now?
Could something really happen?
He has asked twice, but Chu Feiyuan is unwilling to tell him. This can only mean that the other party is anxious and only wants to let His Highness know.
We still have to wait until His Highness comes out of the palace.
There were other people who noticed that Chu Feiyuan was extremely anxious.
Zhao Wu, a soldier led by Chang Ding, was one of them.
"Brother Chu, what's wrong with you? You're so restless. Could something have happened?" Zhao Wu approached Chu Feiyuan and asked curiously.
People in Zheng Ji's team often trained at the Fuzhong martial arts field, so Chang Dingshuai's soldiers were also very familiar with them.
Zhao Wu and Chu Feiyuan had spoken several times before.
Chu Feiyuan smiled, shook his head and said, "It's okay. I'm just a little worried about His Highness."
Zhao Wuxin nodded with the same feeling and sighed.
After a sigh, he replied: "Yes, who in this palace is not worried about His Highness? I don't know what is going on in the palace."
Previously, with Shi Dingfang's comfort, none of Chang Ding's soldiers left, but this does not mean that nothing happened.
Although they stayed, they were extremely concerned about the situation in the palace and wanted to know what impact Princess Changding's mansion would have in the future.
"Come to think of it, no news is good news." Chu Feiyuan said, obviously unwilling to say more.
He is not a talkative person, not to mention that he and Zhao Wu are not familiar enough to talk about these things.
Even if he didn't know how many of Chang Ding's soldiers were secretly plotted by other forces, he could still imagine.
He didn't know who Zhao Wu was, but he had been alert enough from the first time he came to talk to him.
After listening to Zhao Wu's words, Chu Feiyuan was secretly shocked: It seems that he is worried and confused, and everyone can see that he is distracted.
No, this is going to cause trouble!
Thinking like this, Chu Feiyuan frowned and said, "I originally wanted to discuss with His Highness what to do in the next competition, but now it seems... Your Highness doesn't know whether to participate or not."
The only connection between him and His Highness is this martial arts competition, which is also the best shield against all temptations.
Zhao Wu glanced at Chu Feiyuan and said: "Brother Chu is worried about this? In my opinion, there is no need for it. His Highness is the person who is the most unwilling to admit defeat and will definitely continue to participate in the competition. The more difficult the situation becomes, the more difficult it will be for us. I want to get through this difficult time with His Highness."
When Chu Feiyuan heard this, the anxiety on his face faded a little, and he nodded heavily and said, "That makes sense!"
No matter what Zhao Wu's intentions were when he said this, he agreed with these words and took the opportunity to adjust his mood.
Fortunately, Zhao Wu seemed to just see him looking anxious, so he came over and asked, said a few words, and then left.
After he left, Chu Feiyuan wiped his face and felt his heart beating hard.
Zhao Wu actually didn't say anything, let alone touch anything. However, he had some worries in his heart, and all the plants and trees were in a panic.
The only thing he was glad about now was that Zhao Wu only mentioned the palace and not the people in the palace.
otherwise……
He was worried that if he couldn't hide his inner worries, his true care would be revealed.
My dear concubine, why did you offend the emperor? Your Majesty...how could you be willing to demote the imperial concubine and ground her?
After His Highness entered the palace, he had been thinking, how is the imperial concubine doing?
He endured for a long time, but still couldn't help but want to ask about the situation in the palace... Fortunately, there was Mr. Zhang Jian first, and then there was the soldier Zhao Wu.
Otherwise, he would not know that he was so out of control in the eyes of others.
"Why does the title sound like a child's martial arts?"
