Chapter 5 I want to share the bed with you
Xiao Zhinian said, "Come here, check who has ever carried a knife inlaid with jade."
The guards received the order and started searching immediately.
Shen Zhejiang gave all the cloud cakes to the little beggar. Seeing him eat it directly with his hands, he quickly slapped the back of his hand and said, "Wash it before eating. Liubao, take him downstairs to change."
"......"
The little beggar stared at Shen Zhejiang in shock. He was wearing a crescent-shaped white silk shirt, and looked so spotless and clean, but such a person was willing to touch his dirty hands.
The back of his hand that had been hit by him felt a dull pain. The little beggar stared blankly at Shen Zhejiang's hand and said, "Don't you think it's dirty?"
Shen Zhejiang shook his head and said, "Go ahead."
dirty? What is dirty?
There is probably nothing in this world more filthy than the human heart.
Before the Shen family fell into trouble, Shen's father was the chief minister of the cabinet. Flatterers came to his door just to seek their own half-life benefits. Even he was praised as a god because of some insignificant matter, but what happened later?
A tiger in dire straits is bullied by dogs.
The Shen family fell into decline, and Shen Zhejiang survived and became a rat crossing the street that everyone avoided. He begged every family that had benefited from the Shen family, hoping that they could come forward to plead for the Shen family, but they were all turned away one by one, and even stepped on.
In the end, only Han Zitang took him in.
Chen Zhejiang has seen the fickleness of the world and feels that it is rare to have a pure and innocent heart.
After Liu Bao took the little beggar away, Shen Zhejiang retracted the deep meaning in his eyes. Xiao Zhinian had just been scolded by him twice and was unhappy, so he turned back to coax him.
"Have you learned anything, Your Highness?"
"ah?"
Xiao Zhinian was confused for a moment. What should he learn?
Shen Zhejiang repeated it and said calmly: "I have taught you the art of power control. Your Highness, have you figured out something?"
"Well......"
When Xiao Zhinian was in class, he would just stare at Shen Zhejiang's face. As for what he said, it went in one ear and out the other. How could he learn anything from him?
At this moment, he was caught off guard by the question from Shen Zhejiang, and his mind was blank, and he couldn't answer a single word.
Shen Zhejiang had guessed that this would happen, so he took some pine leaf green clothes tea to moisten his throat and explained, "To make people sincerely convinced, you have to cater to their preferences and lure them with benefits. Your Highness, do you understand?"
Xiao Zhinian realized that Shen Zhejiang was teaching him the truth and didn't let him interrupt. It turned out that Shen Zhejiang was protecting him.
As I thought about it, the situation became visibly clearer.
He pondered, "What if that person is not motivated by profit?"
Shen Zhejiang seemed to recall some things from the past. He looked shrouded in a gloomy expression, but soon covered it up again. He said calmly, "No one in this world is noble enough not to seek petty gains. There will always be flaws. Your Highness needs to observe carefully, but everything has its limits. You must control the power in your hands and not be led by others."
Xiao Zhinian suddenly realized something, and he let out a long "oh". With bright eyes, he approached Shen Zhejiang and asked slyly, "What about your flaw, sir?"
“My…” Shen Zhejiang thought he was asking a serious question, and was about to answer when he suddenly came to his senses, “Your Highness, find out for yourself.”
This means that he doesn't intend to tell Xiao Zhinian.
"Okay, okay," Xiao Zhinian leaned over the table and tilted his head to admire Shen Zhejiang. He didn't believe that he couldn't find it. Thinking of that kid, he asked, "Sir, how are you going to deal with that beggar? You're not really going to keep him, are you?"
"That's natural."
Shen Zhejiang is a man of his word.
As he was talking, Liu Bao turned around and went back, followed by the little beggar. Perhaps because he had never worn satin clothes before and they were not washed cleanly, he looked extremely embarrassed, clutching his sleeves hesitantly, not knowing what to do.
Shen Zhejiang asked: "Do you have a name?"
The little beggar replied: "Everyone calls me Ah Mao."
"How about I change your name?" Shen Zhejiang thought for a while and said, "There is a servant in my mansion named 'Huaiwen'. One is civil and the other is martial. How about I call you 'Huaiwu'?"
The little beggar looked shy but excited: "Okay!"
Xiao Zhinian was like being soaked in a jar of vinegar, and was completely marinated.
Good, good, good, what’s good about it! Is it so fun to come up with a name? Oh my god!
As the time for lighting approached, Chen Zhejiang saw that the sky was getting dark, so he stood up with Huaiwu and said, "Your Highness, we have been bothering you for a long time. We will leave now."
Xiao Zhinian didn't want him to leave, so he thought quickly and said, "It's so late, the road is dangerous, and there are people watching you, why don't you stay overnight?"
Huai Wu raised his fist and said with great joy, "What are you afraid of? I will protect you, sir!"
Xiao Zhinian looked at him twice with disdain, then suddenly grabbed Huaiwu, causing him to scream in pain. Then he sneered, "Is this all your mediocre skills are?"
Huaiwu was unconvinced: "I want to practice martial arts! I will definitely be able to beat you! Just wait!"
"Okay, I'll wait for you." Xiao Zhinian pushed him away and gestured to Liubao behind his back.
Liu Bao understood what he meant and stepped forward and said, "Master Shen, the time for locking the palace gate has come. There is no way to leave the palace now. It is better to stay overnight and make plans tomorrow."
Shen Zhejiang pondered for a moment, felt that what he said was right, and finally agreed.
Yanqing Palace is the prince's eastern palace, named after its name which means peaceful rivers and seas, and prosperous mountains and rivers. As the only legitimate crown prince of Yan State, Xiao Zhinian naturally received unique favor in the world.
As the descendant of a criminal, Shen Zhejiang should not have been involved in government affairs even if he was extremely talented. However, the emperor arranged him to be next to Xiao Zhinian, but no one knew what his intention was.
Naturally, there is no answer to this question.
A few years ago, Shen Zhejiang would delve into this issue, but as time went on, he failed to come up with any reason that could convince him, so he gave up and just went with the flow.
But tonight was different. He lay on Xiao Zhinian's mattress, completely unable to sleep. The things that he couldn't understand before seemed to come rolling in through the time of the mortal world, and he couldn't sleep anymore.
After a while, a light laugh was heard coming through the gauze curtain.
"Sir, are you not used to our bedding?"
A joking tone.
Shen Zhejiang heard it and followed his words and said, “Yes, Your Highness, please don’t embarrass me again.”
Just as he finished speaking, there was a loud rustling sound and the golden gauze curtain was opened from the outside.
Shen Zhejiang was shocked, but remained calm and said, "What is your highness going to do?"
Xiao Zhinian crawled into the bed, only revealing a pair of eyes to look at Chen Zhejiang and said, "It's just right, I can't sleep either, let's talk."
This is against the rules.
“No.”
Shen Zhejiang lifted the brocade quilt and was about to step away when he heard Xiao Zhinian's pitiful voice.
"Sir, it's cold on the floor."
"I will sleep on the floor, Your Highness will sleep on the bed."
Shen Zhejiang crawled out rustlingly, glanced at the warm mattress on the floor, opened it, and lay down in it.
Without the heating of the floor heater, no matter how thick the blankets were, they seemed unable to stop the cold air from penetrating. Shen Zhejiang was afraid of the cold, and before long, his hands and feet, which had been warm, gradually became cold.
Even though I was shaking all over, I could only force myself to close my eyes.
Xiao Zhinian turned sideways and looked at Shen Zhejiang who had his eyes closed, flickering light and shadows interweaving on his face.
Feeling inexplicably irritated, Xiao Zhinian turned over and sat up: "Sir, why do you always refuse my kindness again and again?"
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