In addition to Zhang Zhuo, there are five palace guards waiting outside. Plus Zhang Zhuo, there are six people and seven riders.
Zhang Zhuo got on his horse and pointed at the extra war horse: "Can Mr. Han know how to ride?"
Han You hesitated for a moment. He knew how to ride, but he was a bit blinded by riding a horse. He had never ridden before.
Seeing Han You's appearance, Zhang Zhuo knew that the former could not ride a horse, so he sat back and said, "Sir, please ride with me together. Don't delay His Highness any longer."
"Oh fine."
Han You got on the horse clumsily, feeling a little uncomfortable because Zhang Zhuo held the reins with one hand and hugged his waist with the other.
After opening his mouth, Han You still didn't have the nerve to speak, for fear of further embarrassment.
Zhang Zhuo pulled the reins and took the lead, with other guards guarding him.
The horse's speed was neither fast nor slow, and the other guards had expressions on their faces, so Han You suffered a little.
Because they were riding together, Zhang Zhuo took off the saddle. Han You, who was riding a horse for the first time, felt as if he had accidentally used wind oil essence as shower gel when taking a bath, which made him burn.
"To be favored by my Highness, Mr. Han is young and promising."
Zhang Zhuo pretended to be casual and asked, "I don't know how Mr. Han met His Highness."
Han You said expressionlessly: "Didn't His Highness tell you?"
"Of course I said so." Zhang Zhuo said with a smile on his face: "If there is anyone in the palace who is closest to His Highness, it must be me, Zhang Zhuo."
Han You: "What else do you ask after I've said that?"
Zhang Zhuo raised his eyebrows and said cheerfully: "Seeing that Brother Han is also a gentle man, he is different from those sour scholars who talk about the Four Books and Five Classics. So I will speak frankly. Brother Han, please don't misunderstand. I'm just curious, Brother Han seems to have no reputation in Beijing, why does His Highness favor you?"
This is obviously a cliché, how could Han You not know this.
"Wei Zhang." Han You suddenly turned around with a serious face and said, "Do you look down on scholars?"
Zhang Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and Han You frowned: "I am a scholar who is full of four books and five classics. What's wrong? I'll ask you, what's wrong? Yes, I am a scholar, and I am the sour scholar in your mouth. You look down on me. , look down on scholars?"
Zhang Zhuo shook his head repeatedly: "Oh, Brother Han, I'm afraid you might misunderstand me. I don't mean this. I just want to know how His Highness met my brother."
Han You had already maxed out his face-changing skills, and he showed the trademark look of a scholar: "It's understandable if you ask me, but it's wrong to mention His Highness Prince You. Youdao doesn't tell anyone's back. , No one talks behind someone’s back, there are green mountains beyond the mountains and the sky is beyond the sky, there are people behind capable people, Confucius once taught you not to talk about others behind their backs, let alone His Highness King You.”
Zhang Zhuo wanted to make a lie, but Han You was fooled and he was a little confused: "I just want to know how Brother Han got acquainted with His Highness."
"I won't tell you that it's not a gentleman to talk about others behind their backs. Please ask something else."
Zhang Zhuo was silent for a moment and said seriously: "Then what is behind what Brother Han just said... how could it be possible?"
Han You: "..."
Zhang Zhuo's mouth was like a rented one, and he was always free.
"May I ask if Brother Han is good at calligraphy and painting, music, or poetry?"
Han You rolled his eyes fiercely: "You know everything."
Zhang Zhuo was quite surprised: "Really?"
"Just listen carefully."
You must know that the ancients, especially scholars, were relatively modest. Generally speaking, if they say "know a little bit about everything", it means that I understand everything, I am very powerful, I am awesome, I am just a heifer who treats gynecology, and I am awesome.
"Brother Guanhan is young, much younger than me. I didn't expect him to be so talented."
Zhang Zhuo issued a soul torture: "Then why is the reputation of Zhongshi Lin in Beijing not prominent?"
"I also want to ask something. Commander Zhang must be very skilled in martial arts."
"That's natural."
When mentioning this matter, Zhang Zhuo's face was full of pride: "I'm not bragging. Before entering the palace, I was the top-ranked master of the imperial guard platoon in the palace. He was invincible with a horse-killing sword. I dare not say that he was the whole dynasty, at least in the capital. I haven’t surrendered to anyone yet.”
"It's amazing." Han You turned around and cupped his hands: "Then why haven't I heard of you?"
Zhang Zhuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I won't brag to everyone in Beijing. If people know about it, they will think that I don't want to lose face."
"Then you mean that I have to be shameless and brag about how knowledgeable I am, how good I am at composing poetry, and how powerful I am when I meet people in the scholarly community?"
Zhang Zhuo was stunned, and after a moment of silence he couldn't help but nodded: "It makes sense."
After thinking about it again, Zhang Zhuo was still confused: "But there are many other famous scholars in Beijing who are very famous. They shouldn't brag to everyone, right?"
Han You sighed silently and turned his head: "Don't talk about this. We met yesterday. Yesterday, your prince ran out over the wall with a bag of gold, silver and jewelry. I met him, and then I took him Let’s go for a walk in Bei City, that’s how we got to know each other, so you’re satisfied.”
"As expected!"
Zhang Zhuo also turned his head faster than flipping through a book. He pulled the reins and sneered again and again: "The emperor ordered me to command the palace guards. Not only to protect His Highness, but also because I am afraid that Your Highness will associate with unscrupulous people. I am still strange, but you are so good, Your Highness." Why did I hire you as a teacher so early in the morning? When you saw that His Highness was young, you started to talk sweetly..."
"Just wait a moment." Han You said seriously: "You have to report this to the emperor, right?"
"That's natural, otherwise any young person would be able to get close..."
"Please wait a little longer. Let me ask you, the guards of Manwang Mansion failed to keep an eye on a prince and allowed him to sneak out of the palace with so many valuable things. Whose negligence was this? Do you think the emperor killed him first? You, the commander of the bodyguards, should you kill me first?"
Zhang Zhuo's face froze, hesitated for a moment, and said uncertainly: "It should be the general."
After thinking about it, Zhang Zhuo added: "But you won't get the best of it."
"Okay, then I will analyze it for you. His Highness met me. Although he went to Bei City, did he return to the palace safe and sound?"
"Uh...yes."
"Isn't that baggage of gold, silver and jewelry missing at all?"
"Uh...yes."
"You should be careful. Once the emperor knows about this, will he kill you, the commander of the guards, who can't even look down on His Highness? Or will he kill me, who just played with His Highness for half a day and then sent His Highness back to the palace safely?" A kind-hearted scholar?”
Zhang Zhuo narrowed his eyes and stared at Han You without blinking for a long while, then suddenly snorted coldly.
"General, I've heard of you!"
Han You didn't know why: "Where did you hear that?"
"Among the scholars, I have heard many people say that you are a master of poetry and painting, a master of the six arts of a gentleman, and that you are very talented at a young age. I, sir, am truly happy to be able to come to the palace to teach His Highness."
Han You laughed loudly: "That's right..."
Halfway through his words, Han You yelled: "Are you done yet? Stop rubbing my lower back, okay? You're a pervert!"
"What happened to me, general?"
"You're still making excuses, you're so stubborn!"
Zhang Zhuo lowered his head and pointed at the waist knife: "Is this what you are talking about, sir?"
Han You turned around, his old face turned red, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, it turns out to be a waist knife."
"What do you think?"
"I thought... I thought it was a waist knife."
Zhang Zhuo hesitated for a moment and lowered his voice: "Mr. Han, don't think that I didn't report to Emperor Tian because I was afraid of being implicated. If you have malicious intentions or don't have real talent or knowledge, I will never let you go..."
Han You: "His Highness took me to a brothel yesterday."
Zhang Zhuo: "Brother Han and I hit it off right away, how about we become brothers of the opposite sex?"
"Stop talking nonsense and ride quickly."
"Why?"
"My balls hurt."
