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

The shopkeeper looked stunned when he saw Zhao Jueming walking down the stairs with the tray, as if he was surprised that Fang Yingkan hadn't left him behind, Sidan immediately heaved a sigh of relief and dragged him to the back to talk.

Diners with good deeds quietly approached, although they said do not see evil, do not hear evil, but occasionally there will be times when they really want to hear.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant asked in a low voice: "Why did you come down so quickly? Didn't the Marquis of Shentong make things difficult for you?"

The young swordsman's voice was clear and bright, and he replied: "The Marquis of Shentong seems to want to let me chat, but it's just a busy time now, so I can't bring trouble to the restaurant because of this matter."

The voice of the shopkeeper of the restaurant changed, and he asked tremblingly, "...you refused?"

Young Xia Jue Ming seemed to be nodding his head, and then said: "But I have to go up to see him after I finish my work. He said he wants to treat me to dinner."

The mood of the shopkeeper followed Zhao Huan's words, he was relieved, and said haggardly: "You don't have much time left, so there is no need to reject Lord Hou for this."

Jue Ming Shaoxia said: "Even if it's not much, it's what I should do."

Restaurant shopkeeper: "..."

The young man in crimson clothes walked into the lobby from the back kitchen with the dishes, and the diners in the hall looked at the young swordsman who dared to reject the supernatural powers, and then tacitly avoided talking about the man upstairs when chatting with him. topic.

The deities of the people are sitting upstairs, even if they have a lot to say in their hearts at this moment, they dare not say it.

After noon, Zhao Jueming went to the shopkeeper to settle his wages, and walked up to the second floor in a calm manner under everyone's gaze.

The Chinese party in the private room on the second floor should have been waiting for a long time. Seeing the young man in crimson clothing push the door in, a smile appeared on his face, and he stretched out his hand to signal, "Young Xia Jueming, please sit down."

After the young man was seated, he brought up the topic that he hadn't been able to carry on before, and said leisurely: "Young Xia Jue Ming came to Bianjing, is he only willing to be a waiter in a restaurant?"

Zhao Huan had wanted to understand Fang Yingkan's intentions before, but he still didn't respond when he heard it now, but he felt very complicated in his heart because of the obvious intention of wooing.

The system sighed: 【Why did they all take the initiative to deliver them to you? 】

Zhao Huan replied: 【This is evidence of my rising reputation. 】

Even though he said so, and he thought so in his heart, there was still an inexplicable emotion floating in his heart.

Fang Yingjian was not close enough to him as a prince to be respectful, but too much respect would make him seem alienated; Zhao Huan was used to his face that was always innocent and respectful, and seeing the other party's calm and breezy face at first glance was like everything The appearance of everything being under control, Zhao Huan felt... very strange.

The system sincerely told him a well-known fact.

【...It's fine for you to fall in front of anyone, but don't fall in front of this guy. I can't imagine his expression at that time. 】

Zhao Huan responded deeply: [Trust me, it won't. 】

Seeing that he didn't answer, Fang Ying slightly raised his eyebrows with questioning eyes.

At this moment, Fang Yingkan still didn't show any displeasure, Zhao Huan's refusal of him earlier was a shame for him, but now he keeps silent and doesn't reply, any prince or noble would be displeased by being treated slowly.

The faces of the two guards behind Fang Yingkan were slightly gloomy. If Fang Yingkan hadn't said anything, they must have put their knives on Zhao Huan's neck to force him to answer.

Zhao Huan replied honestly: "I am willing."

Fang Yingkan said: "Young Xia doesn't know his reputation in Bianjing? If you are really cash-strapped, someone will love you."

Zhao Huan asked back: "Then Lord Hou is showing favor to me?"

Fang Ying was taken aback, and smiled slightly: "Young Xia was joking, I invited you to dinner, what else could I do if I didn't want to show you my goodwill?"

As soon as he spoke, the young man in crimson clothes paused, and there was an inexplicable light in his eyes, his eyes were slightly bent, and he said with a smile: "It's my honor to be favored by Lord Hou."

Fang Yingkan's words and actions were slightly different from those when facing His Highness the Crown Prince. Zhao Jueming saw Fang Xiaohou who the Crown Prince could not see.

The system repeated what it said before: [I'm serious, anyone is fine, don't lose your horse in front of him. 】

Zhao Huan once again responded deeply: [Trust me, it won't. 】

He didn't continue talking, Fang Yingkan was a smart person, so he naturally understood that Zhao Jueming rejected his offer.

Fang Yingjian was not annoyed, the other party had no intentions, so he didn't force it, skipped the topic, and had a meal with Zhao Jueming.

Zhao Jueming seemed to really take Fang Yingkan's invitation to dinner as a simple invitation to dinner, and he was not polite when ordering, and even recommended to him which dish in Ruyi Restaurant was the most delicious.

Fang Yingkan responded with a smile, innocent and kind. He even told Zhao Huan that even if he didn't want to be his subordinate, he could still be his friend.

Anyone who sees this amiable young master will feel close to him.

Zhao Huan: Complicated mood.jpg

This is obvious politeness.

Based on his understanding of this young master, it seems that the other party has no one who can be called a friend.

With Fang Yingkan's status and status, there are countless people who want to be friends with him, and if he doesn't have friends, he doesn't bother to make friends.

Zhao Huan sighed with emotion that it was only by changing his identity that he could see people and things that he would not normally see.

——This vest is not bad.

The events before and after Qiushuangjian Zhao Jueming and Shentong Hou Fang Yingjian met in Ruyi restaurant spread in Bianjing, and Zhao Ji in the palace was a little unhappy when he heard about it.

When the news that "Zhao Jueming" arrived in Bianjing was about to spread, Zhao Ji heard the name of his own prince from the mouth of Zhuge Taifu, but suffered from the apparent identity and had no chance to meet each other.

But in detail...except for him, all the acquaintances of the crown prince in Bianjing have more or less met Zhao Jueming once.

Zhao Ji was sad and melancholy.Zhao Ji sighed.Zhao Ji is eager to see through.

He even hoped that the decisive battle between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue would come sooner, so that he could take the opportunity to watch the fun and see what his prince looks like now.

"Does the official have something on his mind?"

Miss Li asked softly, her voice was soft and gentle, almost touching people's hearts.

Zhao Ji found that Miss Li is really a very pleasing woman, her eyes are like autumn water, her smile is like a spring flower, her eyes are seductive and soft, she is a flower of interpretation; To see her, but to see her for eyewash.

The beauty is by the side, and the red sleeves add fragrance. Before the "Apocalypse" came, Zhao Ji's life was like this; now that he has experienced it again, he has not sunk into it, but has become more sober.

The reason why he can have red sleeves beside him is because his family and country are safe. If the country is ruined and his family is destroyed, he is afraid that he will only think about how to survive.

At this moment Miss Li was concerned and asked, Zhao Ji glanced at her, but did not speak.

No matter how caring Xie Yuhua is, he won't be able to let go of his defenses and tell the secret he and the prince share.

From an angle that Zhao Ji couldn't see, the gentle and caring Miss Li stiffened slightly because of his cold treatment, but then a gentle smile returned to her fair and tender cheeks.

She is still the girl Li who is like a flower of Xie Yu.

There was a eunuch who taught Hou Fang Yingkan to see him, Zhao Ji waved his hand, and not long after the little eunuch retired, Fang Yingkan appeared in front of the two of them.

The innocent and friendly smile of the young man will fall in love with anyone who sees him, and Zhao Ji is no exception.

Thousands of wears, no flattery.

Fang Yingkan can always casually say something that makes Zhao Ji feel at ease, so Zhao Ji can't help but slow down his expression and even smile slightly when facing him.

Fang Yingkan stepped briskly, cupped his hands and said, "Meet the official."

When the breeze came, Zhao Ji and Miss Li sat in the pavilion. The former waited for Fang Ying to stand up straight, so he beckoned him to come forward and showed him the scroll.

Fang Ying had a smile on his face, but when he saw the scenery on the scroll, there was a strange flash in his eyes.

Painting is like a person, and viewing people with painting is like knowing one's heart.

What Zhao Ji painted is a red round sun, but from the angle, it looks like a round sun seen when someone stands in a well and looks out.

Depressed and hopeless.

Fang Yingkan’s expression remained the same—officials did paint these paintings occasionally, and he felt weird just because they didn’t understand the reason why officials made paintings like this—at this moment, he said words of compliment and appreciation as usual, in the past Zhao Ji was happy to listen to his comments, But at this time, for some reason, he seemed to lack interest.

So after thinking for a long time, Fang Yingkan asked: "Does the official have something to worry about?"

Zhao Ji replied, "Yes."

Ms. Li: ...Dead man!

Fang Ying didn't change his expression, he glanced condescendingly at the submissive Miss Li, bowed slightly, with a worried look of listening attentively.

"The minister is willing to share the worries of the officials."

Zhao Ji looked at him sadly, and said: "The prince has not recovered from his illness for a long time, and I am very worried."

Fang Yingkan showed a sad look at the right time, and comforted him: "... auspicious people have their own aura, and His Highness is the heir apparent of the country, so he must be protected by the gods."

Zhao Ji sighed, and asked: "I heard people say that you had a very happy conversation with a Jianghu man named Zhao Jueming in the restaurant."

Fang Yingkan nodded.

Miss Li clenched her hands slightly.

Zhao Ji said: "It is said that Mr. Zhao Jueming is only sixteen years old, so he is only one year older than the crown prince." The melancholy look in his eyes became more serious, "At the same age, why is only the crown prince suffering from serious illness? "

Why?

Because the father and son discussed it.

From Fang Yingkan's words about Zhao Jueming, Zhao Ji naturally wanted to express his concern for Zhao Jueming as reasonable.

Fang Yingkan hesitated for a moment, and mentioned a few things related to Zhao Jueming. Zhao Ji stopped talking, and waved his hand when he had heard enough, telling him not to say any more.

"If the prince is not ill..."

Zhao Ji didn't continue to talk, and the unspoken content was well known to each other.

Fang Yingkan's expression was heavy, and he seemed to be worried about His Royal Highness. As for what he was thinking, no one knew.

Zhao Ji's close servant stood silently outside the pavilion, Mi Cangqiong didn't follow Zhao Ji all day, at the moment waiting outside the pavilion was Mi Cangqiong's confidant, who also served Zhao Ji for a long time.

This person was drooping his head and frowning, for some reason he seemed confused, Fang Yingkan tilted his head slightly, caught a glimpse of the expression on his face, and looked away calmly.

On the way away from the palace, Fang Yingkan bumped into Mi Cangqiong and bowed to each other, Fang Yingkan reminded him to ask the servant what he was thinking.

Mi Cangqiong was thoughtful, and changed shifts with the servant at night, and found a secluded place to ask him.

"Did you feel strange at that time?"

The valet hesitated and said: "No, I just feel that Jueming... the young man is a little familiar, it seems that he has heard it somewhere."

Mi Cangqiong narrowed his eyes slightly, without immediately urging him, handed him some money, and said: "Keep thinking about it, if you remember where you heard it, tell me immediately."

The servant was extremely greedy for money, nodded hurriedly, and flattered: "Thank you, Manager Mi, I will try my best!"

Mi Cangqiong nodded and watched the other party go. The servant was carrying the silver in his hands, and he shook his head slightly, then turned and went to the official's bedroom.

Although money is good, it depends on whether you should take it or not, and whether you have life flowers.

The author has something to say:

Even if it's a day off, I can't let myself suffer _(:з」∠)_

What should be lived is still to be lived. This family lover decided on the day before May [-]st - get up early tomorrow and go home - yay!

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