Lu Zheng, who was about to face Shura Field, didn't know that Song Zhiyi had put Rong Zhen's whereabouts for the whole morning on Rong Zhen's desk just after Rong Zhen left the Duke of Yingguo's Mansion.

Song Zhiyi tapped the handle of his fan twice: "You said it was not, but you are concerned about my whereabouts!"

Rong Zhen did not open the information immediately, but asked: "You have no one under your command? You are asked to come in person for such a small matter?"

"Don't change the subject." Song Zhiyi leaned over, "You know that the nose of the spy is very sharp."

"..." Rong Zhen leaned back, "You know, then what?"

"What?"

"Give up your duties and transfer your energy to my private affairs?" Rong Zhen said.

Song Zhiyi coughed: "I don't plan to..."

Rong Zhen looked up and looked into his eyes: "Have you investigated the matter in the Northern Frontier? Does Facao Qian have any clues? Are there any follow-up concerns about the matter in Jiangnan? Fourth Prince..."

Song Zhiyi was defeated by him and felt that he was simply a useless idiot. It was not until he left the palace that he suddenly realized that he was forcibly changing the subject! It has been like this since he was a child. When asked a question he didn't want to answer, he would change the subject with serious matters. However, he looked so righteous that no one had ever discovered it in all these years.

Rong Zhen didn't think there was anything wrong with him at all. He opened the information brought by Song Zhiyi and looked at it, then slowly frowned.

Lu Zheng didn't know Rong Zhen had already known his whereabouts. He sighed as he thought about the Shura Field at night and how to prevent the two from running into each other.

As a result, just as the sun set, a carriage arrived outside.

"Third Master, the prince is waiting for you in the carriage."

Lu Zheng entered the carriage with a wooden face. Rong Zhen was making tea. The carriage was filled with a faint scent of tea, and there were even several plates of exquisite snacks on the table.

Rong Zhen pushed a cup of tea over: "Moisten your throat first."

Lu Zheng really couldn't figure out what was wrong with His Royal Highness the King of Chu. He didn't think he had the ability to make him humble, and the King of Chu didn't need to use such a roundabout way to befriend the Duke of Ying's Mansion. He even felt that in the eyes of the King of Chu, the Duke of Ying's Mansion was almost not taken seriously.

Seeing that Lu Zheng was in a daze, Rong Zhen asked: "What are you thinking about?"

Lu Zheng pursed his lips: "Your Highness the King of Chu, what exactly do you want to do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Rong Zhen reached out and pinched his cheek: "You called the wrong name again."

Lu Zheng covered his face and looked at him angrily but dared not say anything.

Rong Zhen smiled slightly: "I have no plans against the Duke of Yingguo's Mansion, so you can feel at ease?"

No... This makes me even more uneasy. Lu Zheng thought with a depressed heart.

Rong Zhen pushed another plate of snacks over: "This is the craftsmanship of the chef in my mansion, you can try it."

Lu Zheng took a bite and felt that the craftsmanship of the prince's mansion was indeed extraordinary. It was smooth and soft, with a faint tea fragrance. Just one bite made his mouth full of fragrance.

Seeing that he was enjoying the meal, Rong Zhen slowly said, "This is a chef brought back from Jiangnan. He is best at cooking Huaiyang cuisine. It is said that Huaiyang cuisine is known as 'the best taste in the southeast and the most beautiful in the world'. It's a pity that I have never been particular about food, so the chef has no room to show his skills. Now that I see you eating so happily, I feel that I am a bit of a waste of food."

The two of them continued chatting along this introduction.

Although Rong Zhen had led troops outside for many years, he grew up in a pile of brocade after all. He was also taught by famous scholars when he was young. In addition, he wanted to get closer to Lu Zheng, so the two of them actually talked happily. But

Lu Zheng was thinking about Jian Yu's words and how to find Jian Yu quietly, so he was a little absent-minded.

Rong Zhen naturally noticed it, and changed the subject: "I noticed that your method of solving cases is different from others. I wonder who taught you that?"

Lu Zheng was startled, and immediately had no time to think about Jian Yu. He could only rack his brains to deal with Rong Zhen's endless tricky questions.

After finally arriving in front of Jinxiu Tower, Lu Zheng was sweating in the middle of winter.

The two got off the carriage, and Lu Zheng wanted to find an excuse to leave, but he suddenly heard Jian Yu's voice: "... Lu Zheng?"

Jinxiulou is the largest restaurant in Yanjing. It is said that it has a strong background. Therefore, over the years, Yanjing restaurants have opened and closed, but Jinxiulou is still standing here. The owner of Jinxiulou is also very knowledgeable, but he is still sweating profusely at the scene in front of him.

"Three... please go this way..."

King Rongzhen of Chu walked in the front, and the new commander of the Red Armor Guard Jian Yu was at the back. Sandwiched between the two was Lu Zheng, who was sweating profusely like the owner of Jinxiulou.

The King of Chu's box was in the center and the largest. Originally, many people wanted to take this opportunity to get close to and curry favor with the King of Chu. Although no one knew why these three people got together, there were still some discerning people who quietly retreated after seeing the awkward atmosphere between them.

"Your Highness, the Prince of Chu." Jian Yu bowed and saluted. "Your Highness is of high status. We dare not disturb you. We will leave now."

"How can I disturb you?" Rong Zhen sat down leisurely. "It is my honor to be able to make friends with a young talent like Commander Jian. I just didn't expect that Commander Jian also knew Zheng'er. I was surprised."

Lu Zheng got goosebumps all over his body because of the word "Zheng'er". Before he could protest, Jian Yu said again: "Your Highness, the Prince of Chu is an elder. How dare the younger generation bother you with such trivial matters!"

The smell of gunpowder was very strong. Lu Zheng shut up and silently reduced his presence.

I don't know why, but I suddenly had the illusion that Liu Zhi and Ji Xiang were arguing with each other.

The waiter who came to serve the dishes in time saved Lu Zheng. Perhaps he felt the low pressure, so he put down the dishes and ran away without saying a word.

Lu Zheng could only serve himself. He poured wine for the three people: "How about... let's have a drink first?"

The two looked at him at the same time. Rong Zhen smiled slightly and took a glass of wine first: "In the name of what?"

Jian Yu took the second glass of wine and looked directly at Rong Zhen: "Cheers, this unexpected meeting."

Lu Zheng looked left and right, and always felt that there were knives in the eyes of these two people. He silently raised his glass: "Then I can only drink first as a toast."

This is the signature of Jinxiulou - orchid brew, sweet in the mouth, with a faint orchid fragrance, but with a strong aftertaste, but Lu Zheng didn't know it.

So after Rong Zhen and Jian Yu drank the first glass of wine, Lu Zheng had already drunk several glasses in silence. By the time he realized it, he was already a little dizzy.

"I... go to the toilet first." Lu Zheng burped and staggered out.

Jian Yu looked at his back with some worry, Rong Zhen had already ordered: "Send someone to follow, don't let the blind rush."

​​Lu Zheng had already left, and the peaceful atmosphere between the two of them disappeared completely. Jian Yu said directly: "Your Highness the King of Chu is in a high position of power, and people will offer you whatever you want, but Lu Zheng is not that kind of person. Please don't do these things that will cause misunderstandings."

Rong Zhen looked at the pattern on the wine glass and said casually: "This is my business, but I don't know what identity Commander Jian has to say this?"

"Your Highness, let's not beat around the bush. You and I have the same idea, but Lu Zheng has not yet opened up. I am willing to stay with him, and please don't disturb his peace."

"As you said, we have the same idea, but we have different methods." Rong Zhen said calmly, "However, I always take the initiative to attack when I use troops. I am afraid that Commander Jian will be disappointed."

Jian Yu's face changed.

Rong Zhen said again: "When I was in Yangzhou, I heard about Commander Jian's ability. The position of the commander of the Red Armor Guard is not easy to sit. I am not surprised that you got this position. It is your ability to sit firmly in it."

Jian Yu said coldly: "I don't understand what your highness is talking about."

"Although the eldest brother is not as kind-hearted as the fourth brother, he can't stand betrayal even more. If you want to get away from him, the price you have to pay is probably not small." Rong Zhen said slowly. When he saw Jian Yu's face stiffen, he knew that he was right. "This king admires your talent and can't bear to see such a good material disappear in the power transition, but I don't know what your plan is?" Jian Yu

certainly knew what kind of person the eldest prince was. It was for this reason that he planned to get away from the eldest prince after becoming the leader of the Red Armor Guard. However, he was very cautious in every move, and I don't know how Rong Zhen found out. However, without saying these, the conditions proposed by the King of Chu are really very tempting. If he really joins the King of Chu, the eldest prince will have no way to stop him even if he is angry.

He looked at Rong Zhen: "I don't want to stay in the Red Armor Guard forever. If there is an opportunity in the future, I am willing to join the frontier and serve the country."

"If you keep wasting time in the Red Armor Guard, I will think that I have misjudged you." Jian Yu

gritted his teeth: "Even so, I can't give up Lu Zheng."

Rong Zhen smiled again: "Of course, let's put one thing first. I won't use this as a handle." Jian Yu

had complicated feelings. He had never dealt with Rong Zhen, and didn't know that the famous King of Chu was such a person. If he really wanted to win over someone, even as an opponent, he couldn't hate him.

Rong Zhen poured two more glasses of wine: "This king has said that he admires young talents like Commander Jian." He gently touched Jian Yu's glass, "This is not a compliment."

Jian Yu drank the glass of wine expressionlessly, but felt that the wine had mixed feelings and an indescribable taste.

Rong Zhen quietly struck down his rival in love, and at the same time attracted the right talents. His mood improved slightly. Just as he was about to ask why Lu Zheng hadn't come back yet, the person sent to follow Lu Zheng ran in hurriedly.

"What's the matter?"

"Your Highness, please go and take a look." The man had a strange expression, "Young Master Lu and the only son of Princess Shanyang had a quarrel."