Chapter 45, Meet the little prince Zhao Cunzong

Lotus and others came back before dinner and saw that the princes were already worried in the room. Chu Huaixian did not say anything about them. After dinner, Chu Huaixian said to Lin Xiaochu, who came in the clean noodles, "Let's all go out tomorrow."

Of course, the happiest person to hear this news is Lin Xiaoyi.

The next day, the master and servant went to the street together, as if they were just going shopping. Chu Huaixian also enjoyed the New Year pictures and other things set up stalls. Xiaochu bought Xiaoyi two red head ropes with hair: "Yours is old and can be replaced."

Several people came through the flow of people, led by two people, a tall man, and the other was in his thirties with dark skin and sharp eyes. After more than a dozen steps away, the tall prince first saw Chu Huaixian talking to Lin Xiaochu. His face changed. Why is he here?

Chu Huaixian felt that someone looked at him, and his face changed when he raised his eyes. The opposite person is Zhao Cunzong, the little prince of King Zhongshan, who was going to be planted to assassinate himself. The two were playmates in Beijing when they were young. They hadn't seen each other for more than ten years. They both looked into each other's eyes first.

"Little Prince," Chu Huaixian arched his hand,

"Huixian," Zhao Cunzong is much more intimate. He looked behind Chu Huaixian and suddenly smiled: "You will enjoy playing on the street with your girl."

Xiaochu is bright and beautiful, and the lotus flowers are also born well. They are fragrant and thin, and the bones still have a smell. Although Xiaoyi is small, they also have good facial features. No wonder Zhao Cunzong wants to laugh.

As soon as Chu Huaixian saw Zhao Cunzong, he wondered how he could be here. The vassal king can't walk around without obeying the order. Thinking about it's Spring Festival, he should have an order to come to Beijing to worship. Otherwise, how dare he walk on the street like a big picture? Chu Huaixian introduced Liang Longzheng to Zhao Cunzong: "Mr. Liang's nephew Longzheng."

Hearing that it was the little prince, Liang Long was looking forward to it for a long time, and he was also saying, "It's a pleasure to see you for a long time." Zhao Cunzong stared at Chu Huaixian, and he was meditating; Chu Huaixian stared at Zhao Cunzong, and he also looked awe-inspiring.

Does these assassins have anything to do with him? This is what Chu Huaixian thought at this time.

Where does Huaixian live? He will pick you and Mr. Liang for dinner in the evening. Ah, I haven't introduced yet. What kind of garrison is this? It's the old general under my father's account. I took this place to Beijing and rested with him. Zhao Cunzong was even more suspicious. He couldn't figure out Chu Shaofu, who was also a person. What did his son mean here? He raised his eyebrows slightly and made an appointment with Chu Huaixian first: "See you in the evening."

The little prince had an appointment. Of course, Chu Huaixian happily agreed. Watching Zhao Cunzong walk away, Chu Huaixian smiled slightly. Isn't this a Hongmen banquet at night?

Zhao Cunzong left the crowd and turned around and ordered He guard: "Go and find out where they came from and why they came here. It can't be that our business is not confidential. Did he know it?"

When two people meet, they are suspicious. The fragrance over there is lively with Xiaochu. Xiaochu didn't love a lot of daffodils: "This flower is really good. The stems are short, there are many buds, and the roots of this daffodils are well cut."

"Twenty big pots of flowers are really cheap." If this is fragrant, when I first look at this flower, it is a small pot, which is made of clay everywhere. There are only two or three balls of narcissus in the flower pot, so they are not expensive. The poor have old clothes and old coats. For the New Year's atmosphere, they also buy a pot and take them home. Xiaochu pulled the fragrant di xiu: "Do you think we can do this flower business? How much is a pot of daffodils in Beijing?

reminds her that she used to put daffodils in winter in the room, and the fragrance knew the price: "Change into a white jade pot, change into a purple sand pot, and put a few more bulbs in a pot, and the price will go up."

"Is that selling flowers or flower pots?" Xiaochu said, and the fragrance also smiled: "As long as you make money, no matter whether the person who buys it is a flower or a flower pot."

That's right. Xiaochu smiled like a daffodil, pulling the fragrance and went to see something else: "Look at the New Year paintings, clay people," Xiang smiled: "Are we opening a grocery store?"

"That's not rouge. Let's look at the powder." The two walked in front of them, and a few steps away were Pearl Niang and Lotus. Xiaoyi sometimes followed her sister, sometimes followed Lotus, and from time to see the prince. She showed the kettle in the brocade bag in her hand to the prince: "Sister asked me to take it out. I'll give you if you want to drink it."

Chu Huaixian touched Xiaoyi's head and took out one or two pieces of silver from his sleeve and gave it to Xiaoyi: "I'm thirsty to ask for you. I don't want it now. Go and buy whatever you like." Xiaoyi was very happy to give the money to her sister and ran to play with her. Jin Xier also took care of her from time to time and reminded Xiaochu: "There are many people with crutches during the Spring Festival. Look at your sister."

Xiaochu came out of the business experience. Xiaochu pulled Xiaoyi's hand and continued to look around with fragrance.

When he met Chu Huaixian on the street, the little prince Zhao Cunzong returned to his home. He Shoubei saw that the little prince was uneasy and retreated from the followers and said, "He may not know what to come here. The little prince is at ease."

"Chu Shaofu has been immersed in the Taoism of the officialdom for decades. Although he does not do evil, he is an old traitor who follows the emperor's eyes. In terms of exhortation, Chu Shaofu rarely disagrees with the emperor. Of course, it is also bright today. Zhao Cunzong said this sentence sincerely.

He Shoubei nodded and said yes, did he see the little prince so bored? Zhao Cunzong continued: "It's just that Prime Minister Zhang has had a grudge against the vassal king in recent years. He has asked for the reduction of troops for two consecutive years. Rumor has it that the emperor is much more indifferent to him. It is because of Zhonggong Xiande and Zhang Cheng that the emperor kept him decent. But these are all rumors. The reduction of troops is the reduction of the vassal king, and we have to prevent it.

After saying this, He Beware also became vigilant: "What the little prince means is that Mr. Chu is aware of this ambush we transferred privately. He has no official position, and this matter has nothing to do with him?"

"But his father has been patrolling around all year round," Zhao Cunzong said with a bitter smile, "I'm waiting for the news here. Just ask more questions at dinner in the evening."

When it came to the news, the news came, and two came at once. One was to reply: "Mr. Chu's boat is parked 50 miles outside the city. It's a boat in the middle of the night..."

Zhao Cunzong's eyes flashed and said to He Fu, "How about it?" Listening to the second one, it was the biography of the flying pigeon. Zhao Cunzong took the paper roll and read it. He slapped the carved table in front of him and said angrily, "Who planted me like this!"

Zhao Cunzong, who stood up with his hands behind his face, walked forward a few steps and showed the paper in his hand to He Fu, which said: "There are a total of five assassinations in the suburbs of Beijing and other places, all of which are aimed at the following officials..." Chu Huaixian's name is also on it. He Fu was shocked and stared angrily: "This is a clear planting," and then there was a flash of inspiration in his mind: "No wonder Mr. Chu, he will be here!"

He doubted us! When He Fu understood, Zhao Cunzong certainly understood it long ago. However, within a few steps, Zhao Cunzong calmed down and said, "Don't do anything wrong, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Huaixian has been my good friend since childhood. What's the dish in the evening? Let me see the menu.

The little prince looked at the menu with a spring breeze and finalized a few dishes by himself: "This is Kyoto flavor, and I have always been affectionate for Huaixian; and a few more specialties," handed the menu to He Fu, Zhao Cunzong smiled a lot: "It shows your mood."

It suddenly snowed heavily in recent night, and the wind and snow made people unable to open their eyes, as if there was only this vast wind and snow between heaven and earth. Chu Huaixian went out when the wind and snow was younger and sat in the hired carriage. Liang Longzheng was not familiar with the little prince. Although he wanted to make friends, he felt that today's old friend had something to say that Liang Long was drunk at noon. There is still one person sitting in the car, Lin Xiaochu in an apricot yellow brocade jacket.

The car was picked up by He Fu. He saw Mr. Chu coming to the banquet with his girl. The driver only smiled in the wind and snow. These rich families were all dung beddlers.

He Fu came to the door and guarded He Fu to pick up the car at the front of the door. He was also stunned to see a girl in brocade first coming down from the car, and then he chuckled. Xiaochu is also funny. The prince was not such a person before. Today, before going out, he asked himself to dress up and come back. It seemed that this banquet was not delicious. Who is he confusing? How can this official guard the good people as thieves, or the little prince seen on the street during the day?

He took off the small bench from the car and put it in the snow. Chu Huaixian got out of the car and went in with He guard. Xiaochu put the bench back on the car, and the driver kindly reminded him, "Keep up quickly." Lin Xiao smiled and took a few steps to follow Chu Huaixian's footsteps.

The little prince Zhao Cunzong waited at the entrance of the hall, and Lin Xiaochu did not look carefully at the market. At this moment, I took a look without attention. The prince was handsome and well-born, but the little prince was majestic and heroic. Even when he walked, he also felt like walking. Chu Huaixian stood with him as if he had become a weak man. After Lin Xiaochu's comparison, he felt that Chu Huaixian was as gentle as the little prince's momentum; and He Fu saw it and did not take Chu Huaixian lightly. Chu Shaofu's only son is capable of literature and martial arts, and has played several famous fights in Beijing.

The door of the hall is opened to meet Mr. Chu. There are several high places in the hall, with narcissus, orchids and other flowers, which make a room fragrant. On the round table around the carved table, there is a steaming fish head tofu tender pheasant hot pot, which is opening. There are no more than a dozen plates of various platters next to it.

Everyone sat down, and Xiaochu stood behind him and silently tamped a small handkerchief on Chu Huaixian's clothes. Behind Zhao Cunzong was also a beautiful girl who put a small handkerchief on Zhao Cunzong's clothes. The two noble princes in Beijing are relatively happy. He Fugui is guarding this scene. Seeing this scene, he also intends to speculate that the noble prince's style is born, but they were born with someone to serve him. In fact, they were also cultivated.

This situation made He Fu's guard a little envious. Lin Xiaochu is not only serving, but also the decoration of the characters in this hall. The conversation with the fragrance makes Xiaochu feel that the way to make money should not be difficult. She lowered her head and noticed the color on the little prince's skirt, which was a treasure pattern, which was different from the treasure pattern she usually saw at the beginning. Lin Xiaochu saw other places by Bao Xiangwen. He saw a pair of old cloth shoes under Zhao Cunzong's feet, and a pair of winged eagles embroidered on his socks. Is there anyone who used this as a pattern?