Pick all the cold branches

Yingtianfu was once the old capital of the holy pilgrimage, so it is also called Nanjing.Compared with the magnificent atmosphere of Beijing, it is more beautiful in the south of the Yangtze River.

The news that His Highness King Jing went south to fight against the Japanese, opened the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, and settled down in Nanjing had already arrived. Officials at all levels in Nanzhili were terrified.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for most of the day, I didn't even see a shadow.

Yin Zhaozhe of Yingtian Mansion was sweating profusely, not knowing what happened, so he had to send someone to investigate.As a result, Tanma went for another half a day, and came back in a hurry until it was almost dark, and reported that His Highness Prince Jing had never entered the territory of Yingtian Mansion.

What's even more frightening is that His Royal Highness Prince Jing... didn't seem to go to the borders of other state capitals.

The entire Jingwang convoy heading south from Beijing disappeared overnight just before entering Yingtian Mansion.

But how is this possible? !

From the moment Wang Jia's convoy arrived in the south of the Yangtze River, Zhao Zhe sent people to watch all the way and report the itinerary at any time, only waiting for the moment to pick him up outside the city.How could you lose such a big prince from Beijing after just one night's sleep? !

Zhao Zhe only felt his eyes go dark for a moment, and he immediately felt the mixed feelings of fear and anger in Suzhou Zhoufutai when His Royal Highness King Jing suddenly ran from Suzhou to Beijiang in the blink of an eye.

Could it be that Prince Jing knows some magic spells?Why is his whereabouts so erratic? It's so mysterious, the real dragon can't see the head but can't see the end... Such a famous prince, if he wasn't a real dragon, he might be a devil in the world.It's just that the last time I just watched the jokes of my neighbors and colleagues, but this time it's on my own head, how good?

Zhao Zhe was as anxious as an ant in a hot pot, but he had no choice but to roar and order all the officials at all levels under his command, as well as all the people in the Yingtian government office, to go out and search for His Highness Prince Jing within three days. Find out whereabouts.

At the same time, another group of people was also looking for the whereabouts of His Highness Prince Jing.

It was Lu Shiquan, the chief eunuch who used to be in charge of the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau in Suzhou.

His Majesty the Emperor issued an edict to place Suzhou Mansion directly under the direct jurisdiction of Southern Zhili, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that he wanted to put Lu Shiquan under the control of Prince Jing Jiafei.

The emperor was really moved to clear up the southeast.

That being the case, how could the Rites Supervisor and the Weaving Bureau sit back and endure.

King Jing Jiafei left Beijing, and the Weaving Bureau moved immediately. Jiangnan Weaving was simply moved to Yingtian Mansion. The original weaving and embroidery workshops in Suzhou still operated as they were, except that the eunuch Lu Shiquan himself changed places. Going to Nanjing to "sit in town" is here.

It stands to reason that on the day Wang Jia entered Nanjing, the foreign officials greeted him outside the city. As one of the few eunuchs staying in Nanjing, Lu Shiquan should greet him in the inner city.

But Lu Shiquan got the news a few hours earlier than Zhao Zhe, and the Dongchang fan servants reported that the convoy of His Highness Prince Jing had disappeared since entering the official post, and a group of more than ten people seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

The Supervisor of Rituals and the Weaving Bureau fought against each other, and Lu Shiquan once speculated about the possible reactions of King Jing Jiafei.He originally thought that it was nothing more than "forbearance" or "war".Unexpectedly, the prince suddenly disappeared.

Wang Jia went south according to the order, but disappeared without a trace in the territory of Nanzhili, which will inevitably lead to shock and panic in the southeast. A little carelessness may even affect the war. Even he, Lu Shiquan, may also be implicated.

What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of His Highness Prince Jing?

Lu Shiquan thinks that he can be called a scheming man by overcoming all kinds of ups and downs in his life, but he can't figure out what the young prince intends to do, so he can only order everyone in Dongchang under his command to cast a net and investigate, and must first find out the whereabouts of the king.

But Jing Wang Jiafei actually didn't go anywhere.

This time when I went to South Zhili, I was sure to be surrounded by officials from Nanjing, but once I was surrounded, it would be difficult to figure it out.

Among the court officials, there were not a few who thought that his going south this time was a roundabout way to avoid the sharp edge and seek military power. Jiafei knew it in his heart and didn't care too much.

He felt that these people were full of intrigue and intrigue in the officialdom, which was simply ridiculous.

Whether it is the northern Xinjiang or the southeast coast, Tatars and Japanese pirates are just cold words on the books and topics of great talk.They have never been on the battlefield for a day, and they have never sincerely thought about the people who have been devastated by the war and the soldiers who are bloodied and fighting.So they naturally don't understand that the so-called "military power" does not come from "conspiracy".

Capturing the Tiger Talisman is just a grasp, but it is difficult to win the hearts of the people. Bloodline and kingship may make the people and soldiers submit to authority, but only real military exploits and blessings can make them follow to the death.

There is also a difference between a good planner and a conspiracy.Conspiracies and calculations are ultimately done by villains.Those who achieve great things should have a broader mind and pattern.

Therefore, as far as Jing Wang Jiafei is concerned, this trip to the south can be complicated or simple.He is here to fight Japanese pirates, wipe out pirates, stabilize the sea, break the sea ban, take back the overseas trade gates from those corrupt officials who communicate with foreign enemies, re-open the golden trade route on the southeast sea, and bring peace to the people. There is nothing else to return home and country to peace.

Taking one step back in Beijing is what he, as a son and elder brother, should do for his father and younger brother; now the battlefield strategy is more than one step forward, it is more than a hundred steps, a thousand steps, and if he does not break it, he will not return it. , as a hot-blooded man, he should do things for the world.

The only thing he was worried about was Zhen Xian's injury.

On the day of entering the city, Yin Zhaozhe of Yingtian Mansion will definitely lead a group of officials to wait for him outside the city.These local officials are afraid that the local truth will be known to the public, so naturally they will try their best to hide the truth.

Plus there is a weaving bureau.

Chen Shiqin is behind the scenes of the Weaving Bureau Tongwo, Lu Shiquan is the hand in front of the stage, and now Lu Shiquan has already entered Nanjing City one step ahead of him.If you don't want to be restrained by these unpredictable people, the only way is to bypass them first, let them be caught off guard, and then break down one by one.

So he can't enter Nanjing City at this time.

But Xiaoxian was seriously injured, and he traveled all the way from Beijing to the south with him, and he still couldn't get a rest, which would definitely hurt his original body.He was really afraid that Xiaoxian would make some mistakes following him in this wandering.

The night of entering the post station was the final decision.He told Zhen Xian of his hesitation.

In fact, I have already made up my mind.He can't enter the city, and he can't leave Xiaoxian alone and go first, so he can only take Xiaoxian by his side.

Just seeing Xiaoxian's pale face makes him feel guilty and worried, and he must ask for a word of approval and a few words of relief to feel at ease.

He knew that Xiaoxian must understand him.

Sure enough, he only opened his mouth to say a word, and Zhen Xian laughed.

"His Royal Highness needs to travel in modest clothes. Visit the folks along the coast to see the real situation first, and then go directly to the military camp to have a detailed discussion with Hu Dutang. Only in this way can we avoid the siege of various forces and not be deceived. But I'm afraid With injuries, it is difficult to keep up with the pace of His Highness."

Zhen Xian's voice was very soft.The successive injuries to the lung meridian made his breathing difficult all the time, and his chest and lung pain were often involved when speaking, and he had to bow his head and cough from time to time.

Seeing him covering his mouth and coughing lightly, Jia Fei frowned in distress, hugged him hastily, rubbed his back lightly, "I'm afraid you will suffer."

So Zhen Xian leaned into his arms obediently, raised his eyes to look at him, and said softly: "Then why don't you leave me in the post house, and send someone to pick me up when the Chinese army is settled in the future. "

"How can I do that!" Jia Fei subconsciously refused, and it was only after the words had been spoken that he was surprised to see the smile and cunning in the other party's eyes.

Xiaoxian said this on purpose.Because I knew he was asking this question on purpose.

"I'm sorry, I—" Jiafei couldn't help but sighed in embarrassment, trying to defend himself, but was at a loss for words.

Zhen Xian shook his head to signal that he didn't need to say any more.He only held his hand firmly and peacefully, smiled and comforted him: "Your Highness, just do what you need to do. I'm not a piece of paper, so I'm going to fall so easily. What's more, Your Highness has treated me so well along the way." Take care of it, just ride on horseback, nothing serious."

Jiafei's heart felt sore and weak, he could only suppress his anxiety, and hugged the thin and emaciated man tightly.

It was night, Jing Wang Jiafei and his party disguised themselves and left the official post quietly, leaving a group of unaware Nanzhili officials snoring loudly in their sleep, and finally blew up when they finally woke up the next day. A pot of porridge.