The most beautiful boy in the whole Jianghu [Comprehensive martial arts]

When Zhao Jueming received Wang Lianhua's letter, he was fishing in the corner of the mountain.

The mist in the mountains was misty, the stream was gurgling, the black horse hung its head to drink water, the sound of breaking through the air came from above and below, the branches beside him shook violently, Zhao Jueming turned his head to look distractedly, the fish he just caught suddenly snapped With a flick of its tail, it jumped into the water and went far away.

The condescending Hai Dongqing patted her wings, landed in front of Zhao Jueming, stretched out her leg tied with the letter, and her posture was quite arrogant, Zhao Jueming shook off the water drops on her hand, and touched it when she went to untie the letter feathers.

Costin patted his wings lightly, looking quite satisfied.

Knowing that it is not a system that is so docile and easy to deal with in front of everyone: ...

Zhao Jueming opened the letter, and his face didn't change after reading it.

The system also watched from the side, and fell silent after reading it.

Wang Lianhua said that he was going back to Luoyang. Thinking that Zhao Jueming was from his hometown, he asked where his family was. If possible, he wanted to get to know his family, especially his father.

The two of them were not fools, so they naturally saw another meaning contained in the letter.It is absolutely impossible for Wang Lianhua not to know that Luoyang does not have a rich man with the surname Zhao, and also to know that when Zhao Jueming mentions his father, he avoids talking about various family matters, let alone telling him where he lives.

Wang Lianhua's letter is not so much an inquiry as it is a declaration in disguise.

【Senior Wang...may have guessed. 】

Zhao Jueming said to the system.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Wang Lianhua was curious, but at first he did not immediately identify the prince as Zhao Jueming, but guessed that he was a certain prince—until he learned from A Fei that Bai Yutang once called Zhao Jueming to be the prince. Zhao Huan.

The system has long expected: 【Your vest is still holding a pipa to half-hide your face, but now that Wang Lianhua has a kick, you should follow suit. 】

Zhao Jueming sighed: [I should not have too many flaws on the bright side. 】

At least, very rarely when awake.

system:【……】

Who gave you confidence?Do you have a brain circuit like a piece of wood?

Zhao Jueming's temperament was too distinct, and his sense of presence was too strong.Just like a towering ancient tree with luxuriant branches and leaves that has survived for many years, even if you don't pay attention, you will still be attracted.

The system has met many people. Zhao Jueming's experience is unique, and his temperament is also unmatched. In this world where human beings can live to be a hundred years old at most, Zhao Jueming is an outlier.

Zhao Jueming never asked the system about his experiences in dreams. The system didn't know why he didn't ask, but it knew that Zhao Jueming's dreams were not just dreams.Different from Zhao Ji and Yu Tianbao, Zhao Jueming is really A Piao who has lived for a thousand years, and he has existed longer than everyone else.

The loneliness experienced is also heavier and more depressing.

The planes will be affected by fluctuations. On a spring night six years ago, three people dreamed of the future, and two became lonely souls after death, but only one person drifted away for thousands of years.

The future dreamed by Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan belongs to another time and space, while the real future is dreamed by Yu Tianbao.

Just like two parallel lines that do not interfere with each other, one line passes through, and no one can predict the result after the connection.

For Zhao Ji and Yu Tianbao, the result was gratifying, but for Zhao Huan it was too heavy.

Too heavy to erase, leaving indelible marks.

When Zhao Jueming decided to go out for a trip, the system was ready for him to fall off the horse as soon as he went out, but unexpectedly, Zhao Jueming survived for a long time with his excellent disguise.His friends only felt familiar, but the accumulation of small amounts made them look suspicious.

In the beginning, Zhao Jueming really planned to have less contact with the prince's friends, but they would always get involved inexplicably, and there were important matters related to Bianjing that he needed to investigate, so Zhao Jueming later became a little more comfortable with the situation. mentality.

"Being Zhao Jueming is very free, but I am also Zhao Huan."

The young man in crimson clothes put away the letter and looked at the crystal-clear stream again. A swimming fish swayed by. With quick eyesight and quick hands, he picked it up and threw it to Haidongqing.

Zhao Jueming looked at Feiying who was eating with his head down, and said calmly, "I should go back."

The system didn't like it: [...Then what are you going to say in your reply? 】

Zhao Jueming: [No reply. 】

system:……?

【I thought you would confess everything. 】

The system is a little confused. According to the direction just now, shouldn't Zhao Jueming write a letter to respond after thinking about it with a heavy heart?

[No one asked me. 】Zhao Jueming is justified, 【Senior is just probing, there is no need to respond. 】

The system is paralyzed, and Zhao Jueming's thoughts are always unpredictable. After all these years together, Zhao Jueming still keeps him speechless from time to time.

But in any case, Zhao Jueming was a man of his own mind, so the system just complained about his behavior that was inconsistent with his emotions and behavior, and ignored it.It has no intention of interfering with Zhao Jueming, and Zhao Jueming has always been firm, even if it interferes, it will only end in a disastrous defeat.

The few people waiting in Bianjing did not receive a reply to the letter. Compared with the possibility that Zhao Jueming did not receive the letter, they were more inclined that he received the letter but did not intend to respond.

Naturally, Zhao Jueming didn't know their reaction. Although he had already decided to return to Beijing, Zhao Jueming didn't want to disturb his journey just because of a letter. Instead, he continued to slowly go north.

He stopped by to visit Lin Pingzhi in Fuwei Escort Bureau. It had been a long time since he had seen him. The latter had grown taller, and he was even more enthusiastic when he saw Zhao Jueming. He pestered him to ask him about details that were not in the rumors, full of longing.

Zhao Jueming answered when he could, and avoided what he couldn't say. Although Lin Pingzhi was young and passionate, he was also sensible and thoughtful enough not to ask any further questions, and Zhao Jueming's thrilling experiences were enough to satisfy him.

The Lin family and his wife were equally enthusiastic about Zhao Jueming and prepared a room for him. Lin Pingzhi played with him during the day and asked him for advice on swordsmanship. Zhao Jueming liked this family and tried his best.

As the whereabouts of the Evil Resisting Sword Manual were unknown, Fuwei Escort was once deeply concerned as the original owner of the Evil Resisting Sword Manual, but only Lin Zhennan had learned the Evil Resisting Sword Manual, and his sword skills were ordinary to anyone with a discerning eye; later, the imperial court Extending an olive branch to the Fuwei Escort, now with the name of the imperial court, few of the escorts escorted by the Fuwei Escort met the bandits who robbed the darts.

Lin Zhennan is quite satisfied with this. Fuwei Escort now has a relative who has a close relationship with the imperial court, and has contacts with well-known figures in the world. In addition, Lin Pingzhi's swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds under Zhao Jueming's guidance. The future is promising.

Zhao Jueming only stayed in Fuzhou for four or five days, and he was satisfied. He only felt that this time was sufficient and short, but he had no intention of staying for a few more days. Instead, he said goodbye to the Lin family. Next set off.

This journey north is not guaranteed to meet old acquaintances, maybe it will become a reunion trip with friends. Zhao Jueming had expected it in his heart, but he didn't expect that after leaving Fuzhou, he would meet the people he had left in the quiet and empty someone in the inn.

It was a slightly cloudy day that day, Zhao Jueming was a leisurely person, Xiao Hei was smart, and the road was easy to walk, and he was not in a hurry, so he sat on the horse and became dazed, and even a car drove up ahead. Some familiar carriages did not pay much attention.

The ornately decorated carriage slowed down as it approached Zhao Jueming, and at this moment Zhao Jueming was staring at the big tree sprouting new shoots on the side of the road, thinking——

spring is coming.

A slender, white hand with well-defined bones stretched out from the carriage, and slowly pushed aside the curtains. Zhao Jueming looked up along that beautiful hand, into a pair of bottomless eyes, and a familiar face. Incomparable faces.

——Well, cousin Taiping is also here.

Zhao Jueming stared at Gong Jiu for a moment, and felt relieved seeing that he was safe and well, and that what he said to Fang Yingkan was not bad.

So he nodded towards Gong Jiu, his eyes were bright, he smiled slightly, and said: "I heard from Master Fang that you were lost, it seems that someone has found you."

Gong Jiu raised his eyebrows because of his attitude: "You won't run away this time."

Zhao Jueming recalled the experience of that night, and sighed: "You suddenly asked me to beat you and took a whip. Of course I want to run."

The groom in front of the carriage lowered his eyebrows and held the reins in his hand, trembling uncontrollably.

Gong Jiu: "..."

His face darkened.

Zhao Jueming was still open and frank, his eyes were so clear and bright that Gong Jiu felt strange, there was no other special emotion in them.

... Gong Jiu had a guess in his mind.

"What do you think... what did I do alone?"

Zhao Jueming said sincerely: "Although I don't know why you wanted me to slap you because of your murderous intent, but Young Master Fang said that you were not injured, so it is indeed my fault, it is my fault."

Since he was not injured, he must have not hit himself. No matter what Gong Jiu did that night, he did misunderstand.

Maybe Gong Jiu didn't care, but Zhao Jueming thought it was necessary for him to apologize to him.

"..."

Gong Jiu was strangely silent for a moment, and asked a question that surprised Zhao Jueming.

"Do you know that there is a kind of miraculous skill in this world?" He asked, "Those who practice it can instantly heal the wound without leaving any traces."

Zhao Jueming was stunned, he had heard the meaning of Gong Jiu's words.

Gong Jiu must be one of the people who practiced this miraculous skill.

He did not misunderstand.

Zhao Jueming took a deep look at this cousin, and said thoughtfully: "Everyone has their own desires, I know that."

Gong Jiu raised his eyebrows slightly, noncommittal.

Zhao Jueming knew something he shouldn't know, Gong Jiu should have sent someone to get rid of him, but relying on the previous relationship, Gong Jiu understood that Zhao Jueming would not die easily, if he continued to send people to kill him, it would be in vain Lost people and money.

Just like the killers lost in the inn that night, and the money spent hiring assassins such as "Thirteen Hands".

Zhao Jueming felt strange seeing Taiping's cousin not talking, but he didn't bother to inquire. Whether it was Prince Taiping's son or Gong Jiu, even though they had met in the past and walked together for a while, the relationship was not close.

He bowed his head to Gong Jiu, said "Farewell", and before the other party could speak, he rode away with his whip and turned into a black shadow immediately.

Gong Jiu could only see billowing dust and smoke, he put down the curtain and leaned against the wall of the car, the groom drove slowly and wisely, in the slight shaking, he closed his eyes, and the image of Zhao Jueming on the horse, throwing him from a high place appeared in his mind His gaze, and those clear and calm eyes.

A long time ago, he seemed to have seen familiar eyes.

On a snowy night.

The young prince was holding the stove under the eaves, and saw that his face was dull behind him, his eyes were as clear as moonlight, he was clearly looking at him, but he didn't seem to see anything.

Gong Jiu closed his eyes, lightly tapping the wood on the edge of the soft couch, thinking with great interest.

——He has seen the shadow of a certain person from Zhao Jueming twice.

The author has something to say:

Prince Taiping met Zhao Huan twice, the first time was before Zhao Huan had a dream, he forgot about it after waking up, until he was stimulated by Gong Jiu to dream about the past;

The second time was after the dream, Zhao Huan was already Zhao Jueming and became the crown prince, and the two met alone at the court annual banquet, and did not speak to each other. (This was only mentioned once in the previous article, and everything in Bianjing ([-])