Pick all the cold branches

King Jing Jiafei did not leave Nanzhili.

But that day when the king set off with more than a dozen guards and servants, this was seen by many eyes, especially Chen Shiqin.

Now His Royal Highness King Jing is stranded in the city in disguise, and there is no half of the guards following him.But in this way, there is only one Zhen Xian left beside His Highness.Mr. Zhen is a literati, with a quick brain, but not martial arts, what if he is attacked by force like last time on the way back to Beijing, what should he do?

Zhang Siyuan sweated secretly.

There is no turning back when you open the bow.Things have come to this point, this battle is no child's play, and there is no retreat, glory may not be all glory, but loss must be loss.

If something happens to His Highness Prince Jing, His Highness Prince Jing will not be the only one who will die.

But this Prince Jing was the one who dared to go north and leave the customs alone when he said he was going to fight the Tatars. Even if he persuaded him, it would have no effect.

If there was anyone who could persuade His Highness Prince Jing at this time, it would probably only be Zhen Xian.

So before parting, Zhang Siyuan hesitated again and again, but still approached Zhen Xian to mention it tactfully.

In fact, he just wanted to say that he should not indulge His Highness's temperament too much, and do whatever he wants, such as pretending to be a hunchback coachman and driving a cart to feed cattle... In the future, he should stop doing it.

Zhen Xian could only nod his head and listen, feeling angry and helpless in his heart.

He had already stopped the matter of "driving the cart to feed the cows", but he couldn't stop it.

Now that Yuqing was spreading the message, the rest of the people went to Qin to make a bait and smoke screen.His Royal Highness Prince Jing probably felt that he was "excited" after finally getting a chance to perform well, and volunteered to protect him in turn, calling it "hiding his identity".

Even though Zhen Xian knew that His Highness should have his own sense of propriety and would not mess around and make trouble, he was still dumbfounded by this person's childish nature which was rarely revealed.

Half of my heart felt funny, and the other half was still sad.

Of course he understood His Highness's intentions.

His Highness was worried about his safety, deeply afraid that he would be involved in the battle, afraid that he would suffer and suffer, and even more afraid of hurting him again.

Why isn't he the other way around?

Now that His Highness has exposed his whereabouts, this study is no longer a suitable place to stay. Before Hu Jingcheng sets off to return to Beijing, he needs to find another safe place to stay.

Fortunately, I was not unprepared in Nanjing for the past three years.

He was still thinking about his next plan, but he was suddenly surrounded by a pair of long hands from behind.

Jia Fei hugged him gently, and looked around at the calligraphy and paintings on the shelf.

They were accumulated one after another over the past three years. Although they are not authentic works by famous artists, they are still favorites of Xiaoxian.Now there is no way to bring them all for a while, so I can only stay here, whether I can keep them depends on the good fortune.Jiafei couldn't help feeling sorry, and sighed: "Zhang Siyuan should move these calligraphy and paintings to other places first, and send them back to Beijing for you later."

His Royal Highness Prince Jing is now free from burdens and unrestrained, the more critical the moment is, the more carefree he is, Zhen Xian is really afraid that he will think about it and get up, so he hastily turned his head and frowned to stop him, "It's all things outside the body. , Your Highness, don't do unnecessary things."

Jiafei also knows that it is best not to be distracted by dispensable things at this time.

As long as Zhang and Hu don't make any mistakes, the study will not encounter any serious problems. It will be vacant for a while at most, and it will be fine to ask someone to pick it up when it is settled down.

Of course, the scroll that Xiaoxian sent to Hu Jingcheng was not the original in Jiyuan, but copied by Xiaoxian according to his memory.

Thinking of Zhen Xian staying up for several nights for the painting, until his face turned blue, Jiafei couldn't help feeling distressed, and complained in a low voice, "It's been 'cheap' for Hu Jingcheng after a few days of painting."

He didn't mean to tell Zhen Xian.

But of course Zhen Xian still heard it.

Anyone who is suddenly approached by something like a life-threatening talisman will not happily think that they have got a "cheap", and only His Royal Highness Prince Jing can say such a thing.

Zhen Xian couldn't help laughing, "Don't worry, Your Highness. If I were Hu Dutang, the first thing I would do when I go back today would be to burn it."

It stands to reason that Zhang Siyuan and Hu Jingcheng have already left, and they should leave as soon as possible.For a moment, Zhen Xian couldn't figure out exactly what Jiafei was thinking about, why he delayed here, and made some scattered and meaningless complaints, and he didn't care about thinking about it carefully, so he urged Jiafei to leave quickly.

But Jiafei still looked at the scrolls on the shelf, his eyes flickering.

"You said those scrolls of Lu Lan... are they really all burned?"

He thought for a while, and suddenly asked this sentence.

Zhen Xianren had already arrived at the door, upon hearing this sentence, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he immediately stopped.