It was as if the invitation that day had never been sent to the Prince of Chu's residence. Lu Zheng did not go for the appointment, and Jian Yu did not ask again. Everyone kept silent tacitly, and the two sides were clearly separated.

Rong Zhen really threw away all official business and entrusted the war to Jian Yu, and Jian Yu did not disappoint. Although he had no previous military achievements, his amazing talent in the war was not diminished at all. When Rong Zhen first met Jian Yu, he felt that this person should not be underestimated, but now it seems that Rong Zhen feels that his evaluation is a bit low.

This person is clearly born for war.

The King of Wei had shown his amazing talent in the battle of Southern Xinjiang, but Jian Yu was even better than him.

Rong Zhen was thinking this, but he was a little absent-minded.

Lu Zheng was thinking hard in front of the chessboard. He finally made a move, but when he looked up, he saw Rong Zhen holding the chess piece in a trance. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand in front of Rong Zhen in surprise: "Wake up?" Rong

Zhen stretched out his hand to grab the restless claw, glanced at the chessboard lightly, and put the chess piece in his hand down without thinking.

Lu Zheng was no longer concerned about the chess game, but became curious about what could cause this big Buddha to be absent-minded.

Rong Zhen couldn't persuade him, and shook his head and said, "I was just thinking, maybe we will have to go back to Yanjing soon."

Lu Zheng was stunned: "Why?" "

The spies in the capital reported that the emperor's health seems to be a little unwell." Rong Zhen did not hide it from Lu Zheng, he just mentioned it, and Lu Zheng knew what he was talking about.

"In the past few days, the actions of Lord Jian have also become more exaggerated. I think he has received the same news." Rong Zhen did not hesitate to talk about Jian Yu, but seeing Lu Zheng's worried expression, he felt a little blocked in his heart. Even though he knew that there was no ambiguity between the two, he still cared about it.

"I'm afraid this incident will have a greater impact on him. His achievements and status will only make His Majesty more jealous of him. Especially at this time, if he doesn't handle it well, he may be worried about his life." Lu Zheng didn't notice Rong Zhen's expression, but frowned and said.

Rong Zhen chuckled, with a deep meaning in his words: "That's not necessarily the case. If he didn't even understand this, he wouldn't have come to Northern Xinjiang. Since he came, he must have left a way out long ago."

Lu Zheng was shocked by what Rong Zhen said. He asked in disbelief: "You said coming to Northern Xinjiang was the result of Jian Yu's own design?"

"Obviously."

Lu Zheng didn't say anything. It's not that he didn't believe Rong Zhen's words. On the contrary, he had guessed it a long time ago.

Lu Zheng is no longer an ordinary student who just came to the Great Xia Dynasty. The careful teaching of Lu Che in the Duke of Yingguo's Mansion, his experience as an official, and Rong Zhen's words and deeds are transforming him little by little. If it was Lu Zheng who had just traveled through time, he might believe that this was a coincidence, but the current Lu Zheng did not think so. However, no matter how many guesses he had, they could not compare to Rong Zhen's certainty.

Lu Zheng was unwilling to believe that Jian Yu had changed. Has the Jian Yu who chatted with him on the roof and confessed his dreams, the Jian Yu who was cold on the outside but soft on the inside, really become the person who does whatever it takes and is eager for power?

Lu Zheng did not show up for the appointment at first, although a big part of the reason was because of Rong Zhen, but in fact he was also afraid to see Jian Yu again. He was afraid that his first friend in this era would become someone he did not know at all.

Rong Zhen gently tapped his forehead to wake him up from his low mood. Rong Zhen said helplessly: "Haven't you learned your lesson yet? I will be jealous if you think about other men in front of me." Thinking of

Rong Zhen's jealous reaction, Lu Zheng's face turned red, fearing that the other party would really take action. He hurriedly looked down at the chessboard and muttered: "Don't you add some water or something..."

Rong Zhen chuckled, and the worry in his eyes flashed away.

The reports of the successive victories in the Northern Frontier reached Yanjing, not only on the desk of Emperor Yongning, but also in the residences of many noble officials who were paying close attention to the war in the Northern Frontier.

Zhao Jin, the Supreme Court Justice who was now the most popular person in front of Emperor Yongning, naturally also had a copy.

When the staff saw that Zhao Jin did not speak, they could not help but say, "Sir, the position of this loyal and brave Marquis is unclear now, but with his military exploits, no matter who will take the throne, his position in the court will not be low. Should we make some preparations in advance?"

The relationship between Zhao Jin and Jian Yu was very secretive, and no one else knew about it. Zhao Jin was not surprised that the staff would say such a thing. He casually put the battle report on the desk and asked casually, "What preparations should be made?"

"I heard that Lord Jian has not yet married. It would be best if we could use marriage to attract him."

This idea is now being promoted by countless people in Yanjing. The staff thought that this idea was not bad, but Zhao Jin smiled contemptuously, "Stupid."

The staff's face turned red after being blocked by these words, but he dared not refute, and could only whisper, "What do you think, sir?"

Zhao Jin casually tilted the teacup slightly, and the still slightly hot tea fell on the military report. In the mist, the handwriting on it spread in the tea and gradually disappeared without a trace. The tea slid down the table and dripped into the expensive carpet.

The aide couldn't help but exclaimed: "Sir!"

"Just do it this way."

Zhao Jin put the teacup on the table. The crisp sound of the teacup and the lid hitting each other made the aide's heart skip a beat, and he couldn't help but believe the young man in front of him.

At this time, there was a loud noise outside the study.

Zhao Jin frowned. He always hated people disturbing him when he was working, but he didn't know which ignorant person had violated the taboo.

The door was knocked gently. After getting the owner's permission, the guard in charge of guarding the study walked in with his head held high.

Zhao Jin asked coldly, "Who is outside?"

The guard said cautiously, "It's Madam Die."

Madam Die is the most favored concubine of Zhao Jin. She is charming and lovely. In the past, when Zhao Jin doted on her, even the proper wife would stay away. But Zhao Jin didn't know what was wrong with him recently. He started to concentrate on his official duties, contrary to his usual behavior, and hadn't been to the backyard for a long time. Madam Die couldn't sit still anymore, so she brought the supplements she cooked herself to the study room to see Zhao Jin.

If it was someone else, the guards would never dare to let her disturb Zhao Jin's discussion of official business. In fact, they all saw how favored Madam Die was, and they were afraid that Madam Die would whisper in Zhao Jin's ear and make things difficult for him, so they had to inform him.

But Zhao Jin didn't even frown, as if he hadn't heard the name. "Is this your first day on duty? What's the house rule for breaking into the study?"

"But... that's Madam Die..." The guard's voice got smaller and smaller.

"I'll say it again, no matter who it is, we'll deal with them according to the house rules."

The guard was shocked by the cold eyes and said reflexively, "Yes, I obey your command!"

"Get out!"

The door was closed again, and soon the woman's unbelievable cry came from outside, followed by the sound of being covered with her mouth and dragged away.

Zhao Jin seemed to have not heard it, and said to the staff, "What were you talking about just now?"

Zhao Jin used to be considered a big playboy in Yanjing City, surrounded by people who flattered him or shared his hobbies. Until he became the Minister of Dali Temple, he was like a reborn, directly expelling those villains from the Zhao family, and instead promoted this staff with real talent and knowledge.

The aide didn't know what Zhao Jin's temper was like in the past, but he had seen how favored Madam Die was. He couldn't help but shudder at the coldness of a favored concubine like this, who could beat him without even frowning.

Zhao Jin saw that the aide didn't say anything, so he asked doubtfully, "Hmm?"

The aide also shuddered like the guard, and stammered, "If...now several princes are trying to win over people, I...I think your majesty's will is not on the princes."

His words aroused Zhao Jin's interest, and he couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

The aide hesitated for a moment before saying, "Although on the surface the second and fourth princes have the greatest chance of winning, it depends on the recent situation of these two princes. "Their behavior is weak inside, but they are impatient because of the ambiguous attitude of His Majesty and the delay in deciding on the crown prince."

Zhao Jin nodded in agreement: "Go on."

Seeing that Zhao Jin agreed with his analysis, the staff breathed a sigh of relief and became more confident: "The current government is relatively stable, which is mostly due to the prestige of Your Majesty over the years. Once... I'm afraid that the court will fall apart immediately. I think Your Majesty has seen this and has not made a decision."

"So as you said, who exactly is the person Your Majesty has in mind?"

Speaking of this topic, the staff seemed a little uncertain, and spoke hesitantly again: "I dare not speculate on Your Majesty's intentions, but when His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu was defeated and injured, Your Majesty fainted in anxiety, and even quickly sent Marquis Zhongyong to lead troops to rescue. At such a critical juncture, even if His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu is loyal and trusted by Your Majesty, after all... the minister is strong and the master is weak..."

Zhao Jin was shocked and looked at the staff in disbelief. Not to mention him, even the staff himself felt that this guess was a bit absurd. After all, Emperor Yongning did have a son. Who would pass the throne to a younger brother who is not from the same mother instead of his son? This is why the staff had guessed about this long ago, but they had not spoken out until today.

After the initial shock, Zhao Jin calmed down and thought about this possibility. He was known as a popular person in front of the emperor, and recently he was always by his side. Naturally, he could see the attitude of Emperor Yongning much more clearly than this staff who only relied on guesses. Because of this, he did not think that the staff was talking nonsense, but thought that according to Emperor Yongning's character, it was really possible to do so.

Zhao Jin looked at the staff with admiration and surprise, and then said: "You must bury this matter in your heart and don't tell anyone. Do you understand?"

The staff naturally knew the importance of the matter, and hurriedly swore that they would never tell anyone.

In fact, Zhao Jin also knew that this staff member knew his limits, and he gave the order again just to make him pay more attention to this. After saying this, Zhao Jin pondered for a moment before saying: "You will go out with me later, and I will take you to see someone."

The staff member knew that this adult would not be completely open with him. After all, he was newly promoted, and the master's family was wary of him for a reason. He had also made preparations for at least one or two years. But at this moment, Zhao Jin's words meant that he had already accepted him as his confidant. The staff member's heart was warmed, and he bowed his head and said: "I swear to be loyal to you until death."

Zhao Jin's expression was indifferent: "Get up. This trip is secret, so I have to ask you to be a coachman for once."

The staff member hurriedly said: "I am not wronged, this is what I deserve."