The three of them left Jiaofangsi and walked from the east of the city to the center of the city.
It was probably that Xie Jin was about to arrive at the door of his house. He stopped and looked at Zhu Yunxi gratefully.
Xie Jin was very solemn, clasped his hands in his fists, and bowed to say goodbye: "It is Jin's blessing that Xie Jin is appreciated by the emperor's grandson. No matter what the future may be, Jin will look forward to the emperor's grandson's lead, follow the hard work of dogs and horses, and work together to achieve great ambitions."
With a smile on his face, Zhu Yunxi stretched out a hand to cover Xie Jin's holding hands, held them tightly, and shook them heavily.
"Brother Da Shen's words are serious. Yunxi hopes that one day he can sit with Brother Da Shen and watch the glory of the Ming Dynasty!"
Watching Xie Jin leave and disappear into the crowd.
Zhu Yunxi stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the crowds on the street passing by.
Although Yingtian City does not have a majestic and majestic layout. But it also adds a sense of fireworks to the local people.
Zhu Yunxi turned around and took steps towards the imperial city. He walked very slowly, and Sun Cheng followed quietly.
At this time, Zhu Yunxi said softly: "Xie Jin seems to be henpecked?"
He thought it was a bit funny that in the Jiaofang Department, when the yandere approached Xie Jin, causing Xie Jin to scratch his head and face.
Sun Cheng kept his feet steady and glanced at the pedestrians on both sides from time to time, alert to possible dangers.
Hearing the emperor's grandson's question, he couldn't help but smile: "It seems so. Xie Hanlin and his wife are very close to each other, and now there is a child in the family, but I have never heard of any romantic affairs outside."
Zhu Yunxi smiled and nodded, but looked at Sun Cheng with suspicion on his face.
Seeing that Sun Cheng felt guilty, he asked in a low voice: "Third Master? But my subordinate said the wrong thing?"
Zhu Yunxi shook his head and said with some confusion: "You have never drank in the Jiaofang Department before?"
No normal person can resist fine wine and beautiful women.
But now, looking at Sun Cheng's feet firmly rooted, Zhu Yunxi was a little puzzled.
Could it be that this guy has practiced some secret technique?
Sun Cheng scratched his head: "The Third Master is kind to me, and my subordinates dare not refuse, but I still have a calculation in my heart and don't dare to miss the Third Master's business."
This is a sensible person!
A glimmer of approval flashed through Zhu Yunxi's eyes, and he suddenly remembered Zhang Zhiyuan, another flag officer of the Yulin Guard who was transferred to the East Palace together with Sun Cheng to serve as the emperor's bodyguard.
He walked around and whispered: "Zhang Zhiyuan, do you usually have contact with him?"
Sun Cheng didn't know what the emperor's grandson wanted for a while, and he was wary, thinking that the emperor's grandson felt that he was lax in his words and not secretive in his actions.
He immediately clasped his fists and explained in a deep voice: "This subordinate has always only run errands for Third Master. In his free time, he leads the brothers to practice martial arts. He rarely interacts with Zhang Xiaoqi on weekdays."
As he spoke, Sun Cheng raised his head slightly and looked at Zhu Yunxi, observing the emperor's grandson's expression.
However, when Zhu Yunxi heard these words, his face showed disappointment. He shook his head and guided: "In the future, you will have more contact with him. You are all from the Yulin Guards, and now you are all serving in the East Palace. You will always be better than others." Others are more approachable.”
After saying that, Zhu Yunxi added: "If you usually spend too much, you can go to Cai Die to withdraw it."
Having said this, Zhu Yunxi stared at Sun Cheng with profound eyes.
Sun Cheng's heart sank immediately, and he understood most of it.
The emperor's grandson asked him to withdraw money and get closer to Zhang Zhiyuan, what else could it be for.
He nodded silently, keeping this in mind.
For Sun Cheng, who was originally transferred to the East Palace, he thought that he would become a minion who would clear the way for the clan's nobles to parade through the streets.
However, he has been with Zhu Yunxi for many days now, although the emperor and grandson have never explained anything clear to him.
But what he saw and heard around the emperor's grandson these days allowed Sun Cheng to see that his emperor's grandson was a man with big ambitions.
First it was the general, then Mr. Fang Xizhi, and the family affection in front of the princes of the clan, and then suddenly today...
It can be summed up by subduing the famous young Hanlin scholar Xie Jin.
As the grandson of the clan, if he has no great ambitions, why would he have so many plans!
Thinking of this, Sun Cheng felt hot in his heart.
He looked up at Zhu Yunxi, who was already walking in front, looking leisurely and enjoying the streets.
The opportunity is right in front of you, and the future of your Sun family is in your hands!
After some thought, Sun Cheng nodded with self-affirmation, and then followed Zhu Yunxi who was walking in front.
At this time, Zhu Yunxi was like the idle rich man walking on the street aimlessly.
I heard the people on the street gathering together and whispering about the rumors about the capital of the Ming Dynasty.
"I heard that the little lady from the Zeng family over there in the West City is called..."
"Zeng Ying!"
"Ah, yes, yes! It's this guy, he's doing something different..."
"How to say?"
"I just heard that this little lady is having fun at home, from the concierge to the cook in the backyard, every night in private. She is so happy."
"ah?"
"That's not all. The concierge and cooks in their house often take advantage of the absence of the head of the family to bring people from outside into Cao's house, and Cao Ying is busy working in the dark."
"This, this, this..."
"Isn't this something that ten thousand people can ride on? Doesn't the old man of the Cao family know?"
"Hmph...Who knows if the old man of the Cao family also..."
A burst of ambiguous laughter rang out, and the faces of the idlers gathered showed expressions that all men understood.
Zhu Yunxi's expression changed slightly, and he felt sick in his heart.
He immediately quickened his pace, leaving the group of whispering idlers, and soon stopped in front of a stall full of aroma.
The person guarding the stall was an old man with a scar on his face.
Looking at the stall in front of the old man, there was a big pot sitting on the stove. Inside was gray-yellow rice mixed with pickled roots and a little cooked fat.
When the old man saw Zhu Yunxi stopped in front of him, he immediately stood up, bowed and said, "Young Master must not be used to eating pickled vegetables and rice. The pastry made by Zhang Ji is one of the best in this area. You can buy some and take it back to your house." Share the food.”
Not even doing business.
Zhu Yunxi shook his head and called Sun Cheng to come over.
"Pickled vegetables and rice?"
Sun Cheng took a look at the old man's stall, with a look of surprise on his face. Then he looked at the scar on the old man's face, and he was even more surprised: "Have you ever worked hard in the military?"
The old man shook his head and waved his hands. There was some longing for memories on his face, but it was quickly covered by the wrinkles of the vicissitudes of life.
Zhu Yunxi sighed slightly in his heart: "Old man, here are four bowls and I will take them away."
The old man looked at Zhu Yunxi in surprise and was about to decline again.
Sun Cheng on the side spoke: "My father-in-law, just listen to my young master. My old man came here eating this pickled vegetable rice."
The old man's face changed again, and he became more excited. When he looked at Zhu Yunxi again, the expression in his eyes was as if he was looking at the late birth of his descendant.
He nodded repeatedly and started working with his hands: "Okay, okay! Just remember everything!"
As he spoke, the old man divided the pottery bowls into four, and pressed them tightly with his hands until they were full. Regardless of whether the four bowls could be sent back, he wrapped them all and delivered them to Sun Cheng.
"Coarse, eat slower. Now that life is getting better, I have to live a more refined life."
Sun Cheng promised, took the wrapped pickled rice with one hand, took out a piece of broken silver and stuffed it into the old man's hand: "I won't return the bowl, put it away, don't see it, don't throw it away. "
The old man wanted to refuse, but Sun Cheng had already withdrawn a few steps and looked at Zhu Yunxi, who had a deep look on his face. The two of them blended into the crowd without looking back.
