dhibooks Chapter 32 General If you want to leave, I'll talk after you win.
Chapter 32 General If you want to leave, I'll talk after you win.
Feng Chenzhou can bend and stretch, and a basketful of free beggars are desperately jumping out, which can be said to be very spineless.
Jing Hanzhang glanced at him, and was about to ignore it when he realized that Feng Chenzhou's eyes were drifting towards Yan Xingyu again.
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
His Royal Highness Seventh said coldly: "Since you want to stay in this ghostly place, then His Royal Highness will let you stay here until you die!"
Feng Chenzhou began to "be proud" again: "Your Highness, calm down!"
Yan Xingyu: "..."
Yan Xingyu saw that the two of them were like children, and he didn't know when they would finish their conversation. He didn't want to stay in such a gloomy place, so he gently reached out and tugged Jing Hanzhang's sleeve hanging aside.
The force was extremely small, but Jing Hanzhang, who was in a rage, noticed it instantly, and he lowered his head to look at Yan Xingyu.
Yan Xingyu said in a low voice: "Your Highness calm down, it's important."
How many times Feng Chenzhou "Calm Your Highness" did not calm down Jing Hanzhang, but when Yan Xingyu said these words, Jing Hanzhang was strangely calm.
His Royal Highness took a deep breath, feeling inexplicably agitated. In front of Yan Xingyu, he seemed to be unable to control his emotions more and more—although he had never been in control before, and everything was done as he wanted.
Jing Hanzhang raised his hand and waved away Yan Xingyu's hand that was tugging at his sleeve, frowned and said, "Don't touch your hands casually."
Yan Xingyu nodded, agreeing.
He was so obedient, Jing Hanzhang felt a little embarrassed, he coughed dryly, and said: "It's cold here, just put your hand on the stove, don't just stick it out and catch the cold."
Yan Xingyu's small face was a little pale, but when he heard this, he pursed his lips and nodded, his voice became softer and softer.
"it is good."
Feng Chenzhou spoke from the side: "Yes, yes, young master is delicate, be careful not to catch a cold."
The jailer was about to kneel down to Mr. Shaoqing, and winked at him desperately, with "Shut up!" all over his face.
Jing Hanzhang was too lazy to share his knowledge, and said, "Where were you the night the treasure from the Prince Regent's Mansion was stolen?"
Reluctantly, Feng Chenzhou tore his gaze away from Yan Xingyu's face, tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "I have been staying in the prison since the fifteenth day of this month, and I have never been out."
The Prisoner also hurriedly said: "I can testify for Mr. Shaoqing."
Jing Hanzhang glanced at him: "Did you watch him here all night?"
The jailer choked.
Unless someone committed a felony in such a ghostly place, no one would dare to stay here for so long.
Oh yes, except for Feng Chenzhou.
He's out of his mind.
Feng Chenzhou was a little innocent: "I have already handed over the key to the prison, and I was locked here again. How could I escape at will? If the Dali Temple Prison is so easy for repeat offenders to escape, they won't be able to escape." The Holy Majesty trusts it. Your Highness has learned a lot."
Jing Hanzhang snorted and said, "My Highness doesn't know the lesson, but I think it's you."
Feng Chenzhou: "..."
Feng Chenzhou had always known that His Highness the Seventh Highness was arrogant and flamboyant, but he never knew that he would be so unruly in judging cases, only judging whether a crime was committed or not based on his own selfishness.
It's no wonder the Holy Majesty dotes on him so much, but he has never thought of letting him take the throne. Even if he becomes emperor, he is still a fool.
Seeing that Jing Hanzhang was about to get angry again, Yan Xingyu coughed lightly and asked, "Dare to ask, why did Lord Feng put himself in prison and suffer?"
As soon as he heard him finish talking to himself, Feng Chenzhou's eyes lit up, and he poured beans in a hurry.
"Some time ago, I had tea with the national teacher. I asked the national teacher to divination for me. The hexagram is a big ominous. The national teacher also said that I will be imprisoned this month, bloody disaster, accidental disaster, anyway, all kinds of disasters. By the way, what's your name, son? I don't seem to have seen you in Kyoto."
Yan Xingyu automatically ignored the words behind him, and said: "So the national teacher said that your lord will be imprisoned, so you took the initiative to come to the prison and squat?"
Feng Chenzhou nodded, still asking: "Young Master? Young Master, which family do you belong to?"
Jing Hanzhang's eyes became more and more cold.
The Prisoner caught a glimpse, and was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat again. He wished to take something to cover Master Shaoqing's broken mouth. He couldn't hold back, and pleaded in a low voice: "My lord, this is the prime minister, you..."
Just say a few words less.
Feng Chenzhou scratched his hair, and said doubtfully, "Young Master Xiangguo? Isn't that the blah Yan Weiming? I've seen that kid before, don't lie to me."
Prisoner: "..."
The jailer was about to cry.
Yan Xingyu was not angry, nodded slightly, and said: "Xingyu has recuperated in Hanruo Temple since he was a child. It is normal for adults not to know. I heard Yuxi mention you before and praised you as a wonderful person. When I saw you this time, That's right."
Feng Chenzhou was stunned for a moment, before he took a deep breath: "Are you that little Yu'er that Yuxi kept mentioning?"
Only the national teacher and Yu Xi would call him this name. It was the first time Yan Xingyu heard it from other people. He was a little awkward, but he still nodded: "Yes."
Feng Chenzhou looked at him for a long time, and murmured: "Then this is a kiss and a kiss."
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
Yan Xingyu: "..."
Prison Cheng was already on his knees and didn't want to get up. His family, Mr. Shaoqing, was beheaded by the enraged Seventh Prince today, and he deserved it.
Yan Xingyu felt extremely uncomfortable under Feng Chenzhou's gaze, raised his head and whispered to Jing Hanzhang who was exuding coldness, "Your Highness, can I grab your sleeve?"
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
Jing Hanzhang almost laughed out of anger.
You told him not to do anything casually just now, so should you let me know in advance now?
Jing Hanzhang forcibly held back his smile, and flung his sleeves in front of Yan Xingyu pretending to be impatient, with an expression of "You are so annoying, since you want to drag me so much, I will show you mercy and let you drag me".
Yan Xingyu reached out and grabbed his sleeve corner, shook it, and said, "Master Feng should be innocent, let's go and investigate the others."
Seeing Yan Xingyu speaking for him, Feng Chenzhou hurriedly said, "Master, you have learned a lesson."
Jing Hanzhang, who was still "clear" just now, snorted coldly, didn't bother to argue with him, turned around and left.
Prisoner wiped the cold sweat off his face, and also got up.
Jing Hanzhang took two steps, and suddenly said to Priest Cheng: "Since he wants to stay here, let him stay until the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven."
Prisoner: "This..."
Feng Chenzhou: "..."
He just wanted to break the hexagram of countless disasters, and he didn't want to stay for so long.
Seeing that Feng Chenzhou's unbeaten face finally changed, Jing Hanzhang felt better, snorted, and walked away.
Yan Xingyu had no choice but to follow.
Feng Chenzhou shouted from behind: "Young Master! When I get out of prison, I will go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to find you!"
Yan Xingyu was a little annoyed, he told Aman to stop, tilted his head and smiled at Feng Chenzhou.
That smile almost shook Feng Chenzhou's eyes, he was overjoyed and thought Yan Xingyu agreed.
The next moment, I saw the deer-like young man staring at him with pure eyes, and said softly: "But my father forbids me to meet people who have been in prison."
Feng Chenzhou: "..."
Feng Chenzhou immediately explained: "I'm just avoiding disaster, my lord!"
The young master doesn't listen, anyway, it's not good to have been in prison.
Feng Chenzhou watched Yan Xingyu drift away, his first heart was about to break.
Jing Hanzhang, who was walking in front, also heard what Yan Xingyu said, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.
The two tossed around in Dali Temple, but found nothing useful. Instead, Yan Xingyu was molested.
Seeing that it was almost noon, Jing Hanzhang looked at Yan Xingyu who was flicking the beads, and said, "Are you hungry?"
Yan Xingyu shook his head: "What else does Your Highness want to investigate?"
Jing Hanzhang carried him back to the carriage again, and said casually: "I don't want to check, anyway, I can't find anything."
Yan Xingyu straightened his clothes and looked at him suspiciously.
Why take this case if you don't want to investigate?
"Don't you want to check? If we switch back in a few days, you can use my identity to check, which will be much more convenient."
Jing Hanzhang was bored and wanted to go to a restaurant for dinner, but when he unconsciously said this, he lowered his eyes and met Yan Xingyu's slightly bright eyes.
Jing Hanzhang was taken aback for a moment, and then realized what he had just said, his face blushed, he raised his legs in a hurry, pretended to be calm and calm, turned his head to see the people coming and going outside the window, and said in a low voice: " You, don't get me wrong! I just don't want you to go to prison for investigating such a thing, and if I change it, it's me who will suffer!"
The two of them exchanged souls from time to time, like a time bomb buried, which would explode every now and then.
If one person had an accident, the other person didn't know if there would be trouble. Jing Hanzhang didn't dare to bet, and neither did Yan Xingyu.
Jing Hanzhang pretended to be impatient and added: "When will the national teacher be able to study well? It has been so many days, and there is still no progress at all?"
Yan Xingyu nodded and said, "Xingyu knows."
He said so thoughtfully that he knew that Jing Hanzhang, who desperately wanted to get rid of the relationship, was a little unhappy.
He glared at Yan Xingyu, looked out of the window, and said impatiently to the coachman, "Go to Wenxiu building!"
The coachman responded and swung his whip to move the carriage.
Yan Xingyu hurriedly said: "Your Highness, just put me at the intersection of Xingxing Street."
Jing Hanzhang put his arms around his arms, and for some reason, he suddenly said in a strange way: "Why, don't you want to have dinner with your highness?"
Yan Xingyu shook his head: "No, Xingyu is just a vegetarian all the year round, for fear of spoiling His Royal Highness's taste."
Jing Hanzhang sneered: "Do you think I'm eating meat every day in your body these days?"
Yan Xingyu was startled.
"Go." Jing Hanzhang was very domineering, "At worst, order a table of vegetarian dishes, and His Highness will accompany you to eat."
Yan Xingyu stared blankly at him for a long time, and for some reason, the tip of his heart suddenly jumped, and a feeling he had never felt before jumped into his heart, which made him instinctively cover his heart, and frowned slightly.
When Jing Hanzhang saw him touching his chest, he was startled: "What's wrong? It hurts again?"
Yan Xingyu shook his head and looked at him blankly: "No, it's just that my heart suddenly beat very fast."
Jing Hanzhang frowned, and stepped forward to press his hand on his heart, but Yan Xingyu was wearing too thick, and he couldn't feel anything when he put his hand on it, so Jing Hanzhang had to tear off the cloak impatiently, and put his hand along the lapel of the coat to the inner coat to explore. heartbeat.
Yan Xingyu's heart beat faster.
Jing Hanzhang let out an "excuse" and said, "Really, are you about to have a heart attack?"
Yan Xingyu hurriedly stretched out his hand to feel his own pulse: "It seems not?"
"Is that uncomfortable?"
"It's not hard."
Jing Hanzhang asked a few words like a doctor, and saw that his face was indeed healthy, so he withdrew his hand, gave a "tsk", and said, "Go back and let your magical doctor show you, don't worry about it." Strange disease."
Yan Xingyu closed his clothes and nodded obediently.
Jing Hanzhang really kept his word, and the two went to Wenxiu Building and asked for a private room, and ordered a table of vegetarian food.
His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince loves food very much. He eats almost all the delicious restaurants in the entire capital city, and all the servants in the Wenxiu Building know him and serve him with great sincerity.
It's just that when Jing Hanzhang came to Wenxiu Building before, he always had big fish and big meat, and he never ordered such a vegetarian dish.
All the servants who came to serve the dishes were puzzled, but they didn't dare to ask. They lowered their heads, put the dishes on the table, and walked out quickly, holding their breath.
Yan Xingyu stared at a table of vegetarian food and was stunned for a long time before he said dryly, "Your Highness, actually...it doesn't have to be like this."
Jing Hanzhang knocked on the plate with his chopsticks, and said with a smile: "If someone eats with me, and I am a vegetarian and he eats meat, I will definitely want to beat him into a dish. Stop talking nonsense, eat quickly, and send you back after eating."
Yan Xingyu was a little happy, and slowly ate vegetables with jade chopsticks.
He eats slowly, even a small mouthful of rice is chewed slowly, extremely elegant.
Jing Hanzhang ate a few mouthfuls, turned his head to look at him, and suddenly felt that the way he was eating really wanted deer to eat grass, and his body was full of harmless to humans and animals.
This person is really like a jade carving, there is no flaw in his whole body, if the Seventh Prince who loves jade is a little more daring, maybe he will have the idea of snatching this person back and hiding it in his treasure box.
At this moment, the eyes of the "Jade Carving Deer" suddenly turned cold, and he flicked one of the jade chopsticks with a flick of his index finger, pinched the other between his two fingers, and threw it away without blinking.
The wide sleeves were hanging down, Jing Hanzhang only heard the sound of the void in his ears, instinctively looked back, and saw that the jade chopstick was inserted into the carved wooden door, two inches into the wood, and went straight through the wooden door.
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
The jade chopsticks were extremely fragile, and would shatter into powder if they fell on the ground. Jing Hanzhang never knew that someone would use it as a concealed weapon, and it penetrated the wooden door without shattering at all.
Jing Hanzhang looked away expressionlessly, and was about to go to see Yan Xingyu, but found that there was no one there.
Jing Hanzhang had expected it a long time ago, and without thinking about it, he lifted the curtain of the table.
Yan Xingyu was hiding under the table with his knees folded and his head buried in his arms.
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
Jing Hanzhang said impatiently: "Come out."
Yan Xingyu's instinct was to cause trouble, and he immediately regretted it after sending out the hidden weapon in his hand. His first reaction to avoid the problem was to find a place to hide, but Jing Hanzhang yelled at him, so he had to come out from under the table.
Jing Hanzhang raised his eyebrows and said, "With such skill, what are you afraid of?"
Yan Xingyu looked at him cautiously and said, "I'm afraid of losing money."
Jing Hanzhang: "?"
Yan Xingyu: "The jade chopsticks are very expensive."
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
Jing Hanzhang looked at him strangely, and said quietly: "I'll go back later, Your Highness will give you a pair of chopsticks to use as a hidden weapon."
Yan Xingyu didn't know whether he was joking or telling the truth, but he didn't seem to blame him, so he smiled meekly.
Only then did Jing Hanzhang look outside the door and said, "What are you doing hiding outside?"
Soon, the door was gently pushed open, and a young servant walked in with a plate of fragrant crispy fish, his legs were weak, and his voice was a little crying: "This is... the shopkeeper's request, the request is small." delivered."
Every time Jing Hanzhang came here, he would definitely order crispy fish, but this time he didn't order it. The shopkeeper feared that His Royal Highness would not be happy with the meal, so he sent a plate on his own initiative.
Jing Hanzhang was not angry either, and motioned him to let it go.
The boy looked like he had been pardoned, and after putting down the crispy fish, he gave Yan Xingyu a terrified look, and ran away scrambling.
Jing Hanzhang teased him with a half-smile: "My lord, you scared me away."
Yan Xingyu whispered, "I...I didn't want to scare him."
He was just afraid that someone with malicious intentions would eavesdrop, but luckily he didn't use a crossbow this time.
Jing Hanzhang said that when eating vegetarian food with Yan Xingyu, he would not touch anything meaty, even if it was his favorite crispy fish, he didn't even eat half a mouthful. Take the wooden box and pack it up for Yan Xingyu.
Yan Xingyu took it and counted it happily.
Jing Hanzhang asked: "What are you counting?"
Yan Xingyu said: "We are counting how many there are, and how much silver can be sold."
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
Jing Hanzhang glared at the poor man, but couldn't help smiling.
After finishing the meal, Jing Hanzhang stopped the carriage at the Xingxing Street that Yan Xingyu had mentioned.
"What are you doing here?"
Yan Xingyu told Aman to buy some wine, and said, "Go and see Uncle."
"Yan Xiuzhi?"
Yan Xingyu nodded.
Yan Ji and Yan Xiuzhi are twins, it's strange to say that Yan Ji is a warrior with the name of a prime minister, but Yan Xiuzhi with such an elegant name has become a decisive general.
Jing Hanzhang frowned: "I heard that Yan Xiuzhi hated civil officials very much. He scolded all the civil and military officials who were not good at martial arts. He never asked about you after you returned to Beijing. I think he doesn't like you. Yes, are you sure you won't be scolded by him when you go to the general's mansion?"
Yan Xingyu laughed: "Uncle won't scold me."
Jing Hanzhang: "How many years have you not seen him?"
"ten years."
"Ten years?" Jing Hanzhang raised his voice, dissatisfied, "In ten years, dogs have learned to write. Yan Xiuzhi has been fighting outside these years, and his temper has already become violent and cold-blooded. An ignorant general under the protection of the regent?"
Yan Xingyu hesitated, and said: "But brother said that uncle misses me very much."
"What brother? Which brother do you call so intimate?"
"Yan Shen Xi."
Jing Hanzhang: "Hmph, don't listen to his nonsense, maybe they want to imprison you in the general's mansion for torture, so as to take revenge on Yan Ji."
Yan Xingyu smiled helplessly: "Your Highness, it's not that serious."
He didn't listen to Jing Hanzhang's persuasion, and his patience was completely exhausted. He angrily lifted the curtain of the car, and said fiercely: "Okay, I don't care about you, then you go."
Seeing that he seemed to be angry again, Yan Xingyu asked him, "Is Your Highness angry?"
Jing Hanzhang sneered: "I didn't. Who am I, you are in a hurry to die, why should I be angry?"
Yan Xingyu didn't know why his words were duplicity, so he could only say: "Then trouble your Highness to help me get off the carriage."
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
Jing Hanzhang said angrily: "Don't push yourself too far!"
He was angry, not only did this little beauty refuse to coax him, she also wanted him to be a coolie? !
His Highness Seven directly wrote "I, very, angry, angry" on his face.
Yan Xingyu had never coaxed anyone before, and after thinking hard for a long time, he finally took out the candied fruit box that Jing Hanzhang gave him just now, and said to Jing Hanzhang, "Your Highness, eat candied fruit."
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
Jing Hanzhang didn't hold back, and let out a "puchi" laugh.
Yan Xingyu saw that he made people laugh, so he laughed too.
Jing Hanzhang calmed down, muttered angrily, and leaned forward, picked up Yan Xingyu, and sent him off the carriage.
Aman came back quickly with the wine in his hand, and Jing Hanzhang told him repeatedly: "Protect your son well."
Aman nodded like a pounding garlic: "Okay."
Jing Hanzhang got into the carriage.
Yan Xingyu put the hand stove aside, held the wine jar with both hands, and bowed obediently to Jing Hanzhang.
Jing Hanzhang lifted the curtain to look at him, snorted, and the carriage left leisurely.
The General's Mansion is in the center of Xixing Street, and the gate of the mansion is magnificent. When Yan Xingyu passed by, Yan Chenxi just came back from Jingzhe, and when he saw him, he immediately greeted him.
"Xing Yu?"
Yan Xingyu said, "Brother."
Yan Chenxi didn't expect him to come here so soon, and after staying for a while, he asked, "Didn't you investigate the case with His Highness the Seventh Prince?"
"His Royal Highness said that we will check in a few days, and I will go back to the palace first."
Yan Chenxi thought to himself that it was so.
Jing Hanzhang is just a child at heart, he doesn't have much patience at all, so the sage just indulged him and let him mess around.
Yan Chenxi pushed everything to Jing Hanzhang. He didn't think that Yan Xingyu was messing around with His Highness the Seventh Prince when investigating the case. He waved Aman away and pushed the wheelchair into the General's Mansion.
The layout of the General's Mansion is very uninhibited. As soon as you enter the gate, you will see a huge martial arts field. There are rows of weapons on one side, and in the center is a man in black holding a spear and dancing majestically.
The snow in the martial arts field was deliberately not swept away, and when the spear swept past, the unmelted snow was directly lifted up. It was clearly a sunny day, but there was heavy snow in the martial arts field, and the cold air was oppressive.
That was Yan Xiuzhi, a great general with superb martial arts skills.
Yan Xiuzhi and Yan Ji look alike, the one is not angry and majestic and cold, the other is full of evil spirit, and seems to draw a knife to cut people on weekdays.
Yan Xingyu sat there, and Yan Xiuzhi's unintentional eyes swept over him made his whole body shudder.
Those who have actually been on the battlefield are not the same as those who kill a few bugs in private.
When Yan Xiuzhi saw him, his eyes trembled, and the spear flicked a few gunshots in his hand. After standing still, he raised his hand and threw it casually, and the spear landed on the weapon rack accurately.
There was a bang.
On such a cold day, Yan Xiuzhi walked over indifferently in his single clothes.
Yan Chenxi cupped his hands and saluted: "Father, Xing Yu is here."
Yan Xiuzhi glanced at his son with a pair of eagle eyes, and said bluntly, "I'm not blind, so you are the one who reminds me of such a big man?"
Yan Chenxi: "..."
Yan Xiuzhi has a very bad temper, and sometimes he doesn't deserve even the emperor's face if he catches anyone swearing at others, and he is even more merciless when he scolds his son.
Yan Xingyu saw his uncle's violent temper now, nodded slightly in the wheelchair, and said politely: "Xingyu has seen uncle."
Yan Xiuzhi glanced at him up and down, and frowned, as if he couldn't find a problem to scold him, so he found another point of entry to criticize: "It's been so long since you've been back, why did you come to the General's Mansion?"
Yan Xingyu blinked, and said, "Xingyu has been ill for a long time, and he got better in the past few days. It's my fault, I hope uncle won't blame him."
Yan Xiuzhi frowned, and was about to yell at him, but Yan Chenxi coughed heavily at the side, signaling to him that Yan Xingyu's presence was already good enough, let him stop in moderation.
Yan Xiuzhi had no choice but to take back the words, looking at the wine in Yan Xingyu's arms: "For the old... for me?"
Yan Xingyu nodded obediently.
Without waiting for him to hand it over, Yan Xiuzhi snatched it, slapped open the seal and drank half of the jar.
Yan Xingyu: "..."
Just when Yan Xingyu was in a daze, Yan Xiuzhi threw the rest of the wine to Yan Chenxi, waved his hand, and said, "I heard that bastard Yan Ji treated you very harshly, you don't need that kind of father, uncle will kill him for you some day .Since you have come to my general's mansion, you can stay."
Yan Xingyu: "???"
Yan Xingyu hurriedly supported the armrest of the wheelchair: "Uncle!"
The uncle acted arbitrarily and did not listen to his refusal at all. He strode up to the weapon rack and slapped it hard, causing the weapon to clang.
The general raised his eyebrows and said, "If you want to leave, I'll talk about it if you win."
Yan Xingyu: "..."