Xuanling, Yingtian Mansion.

In the suburbs of the imperial city, in a simple thatched hut, Zhu Zhiwen was sitting in front of the former Governor General of Xuanling. In front of the two, a pot of sake and a plate of peanuts were placed, and they had a great conversation.

Zhu Zhiwen was holding chopsticks in his hand and searching for something among the peanuts, saying, "You are told that others are picking peanuts to eat, but I just like to eat the seasonings here."

As he flipped over, his expression suddenly shook, his eyes shone brightly, and he said in surprise: "Hey! Look at what I found?"

I saw that at the tip of his chopsticks, a shriveled chili shell was steadily clamped. This chili shell was a unique chili variety in Xuanling, called Jianchan Pepper. Although the spicyness is not the most exaggerated in the entire Seven Star Continent, it is also an extremely rare type. Ordinary people will definitely burst into tears after tasting it. It is so harsh and the spicyness is amazing.

But Zhu Zhiwen didn't care at all, but was very satisfied. He swallowed the entire pepper shell in one bite and chewed it in his mouth.

Zhu Zhiwen smiled and said, "The aroma of this peanut, combined with rough sea salt, is stir-frying in an iron pot until all the flavors of the pepper are forced out. This pepper is amazing!"

His mouth began to turn rosy, and a trace of tears flashed in his eyes, but Zhu Zhiwen didn't mind at all and kept chewing.

Zuo Heng gave himself a glass of wine, looked at the guy helplessly, and said, "I really convinced your family. It's a bit normal for the fourth prince to be born. Except for the likes to do something, no one is normal!"

He couldn't do this way of eating chili peppers. Seeing this guy so crazy, he was the only one who fought on the battlefield for so many years.

Xuanling is located in the south, and the weather is mostly hot all year round. Apart from the northwest desert, most places are rainy all year round, without the sun, the sky is wet and stuffy, so the effect of this pepper is also revealed, just to force out the stuffiness in the body and sweat and enjoy sweating.

Therefore, among all major countries, Xuanling must be the best at eating spicy food, especially when comparing the guys in Beiyan, they are even better.

The weather in Beiyan is mainly dry and cold, which is extremely lacking in calories, but these guys are more interested in the sweet and spicy food.

Sweet, spicy, sweet and spicy. Since the word sweet is in front of it, the focus is naturally sweet.

Anyway, the spicy food Zhu Zhiwen has eaten in Beiyan over the years is really unpleasant and boring.

What is particularly sarcastic is that people in Beiyan think they are good at eating spicy food, but every time Zhu Zhiwen tastes it, he feels so sweet that his mouth is so sweet.

Over the years, I have seen the sweet and spicy taste of Beiyan. Anyway, Zhu Zhiwen no longer has much meaning about the spicy taste of Beiyan anymore.

In Zhu Zhiwen's eyes, Beiyan was just the clear soup mutton hotpot. The tender meat amazes him. Let's just let it go, it's meaningless.

Zuo Heng picked up a peanut, swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it, then sipped a glass of wine, and said, "But, this pepper is a good thing in our army."

"There are constant wars on the battlefield, and it is rare to be able to eat enough. Often, there is no next meal. Some veterans really have no taste in their mouths, so they like to bring some chili peppers secretly and feed them a few from time to time, which can be considered a tooth-relieving sacrifice."

Zhu Zhiwen is slightly

He was stunned, then laughed and said, "It's interesting and interesting! I didn't expect there was such an interesting soldier, who was amazing! If I had the chance, I really wanted to meet him in the future, maybe I could discuss my experience with Chili."

Speaking of which, Zhu Zhiwen has been wandering around the world for so many years, and has been a guest in a fairy mansion, exploring in a mixed world of fish and dragons, and fighting wits and courage in the court where swords are hidden in secret. It is the most cruel battlefield, and there is no real experience.

If you really want to get along, it means that you have some achievements in the northern border, but the time is still much worse.

It’s not that Zhu Zhiwen didn’t want it, but Zhu Zhang had extremely strict requirements for Zhu Zhiwen. He could go abroad, but he was absolutely unable to participate in wars between countries, neither big nor small.

Among them, Zhu Zhang has a lot of considerations. There is no need to say much about the war between great powers. If you, a prince from Xuanling, join in the fun, it has already represented Xuanling's attitude to some extent. Are you looking for trouble? The amount of trouble you can deal with at that time will not be simple at all.

Generally speaking, conflicts cannot arise between small countries. To put it bluntly, a small country is manipulated by a big country. It is just a conflict between two small countries under the manipulation of one big country, or a small country under the manipulation of two big countries, which cannot easily start a war.

When beating a dog, it depends on the owner. Above these small countries, there are big countries and those who are sanctioned in chaos. Therefore, if war begins between small countries, most of them are the will of big countries.

If you intervene in it casually, you will fall into a cage that is boundless and messy. It may also damage Xuanling's interests.

Zhu Zhang did not allow Zhu Zhiwen to contact things on the battlefield, which is these complicated reasons.

Fortunately, although Zhu Zhiwen likes freedom, he can also be clear about the priorities of things and always abides by the principles within his own rules.

In the eyes of outsiders, Zhu Zhiwen is a playboy, a waste prince who likes to travel around and do not do his job properly. In fact, in Zhu Zhiwen's mind, many things are clear, but they cannot behave too normally, otherwise the disasters caused will only be more.

Outsiders can accept a waste prince, but they will definitely not accept a prince who likes to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger and is good at forbearance.

Seeing that the wine glass in front of Zhu Zhiwen was empty, Zuo Heng personally poured Zhu Zhiwen over and said, "Thank you all these years to you."

If you have a home, you cannot go back. You must also pretend to be alone in front of outsiders and experience all the loneliness and desolation. This is indeed not easy for a young man.

Zhu Zhiwen raised his wine glass, shook his head, and said, "It's okay, it's considered a habit."

Zuo Heng nodded and said with some relief: "But it's okay, it's over soon, and you don't need to continue hiding."

Since Zhu Zhiwen chose to return to the imperial city, he naturally had made a decision, and his wandering life was over.

Zhu Zhiwen didn't say anything, but just drank quietly and swallowed the spicy peppers together.

Zuo Heng continued: "How is it? Is it because I am going to fight for the throne with me this time?"

If outsiders heard these words, they would be scared beyond recognition. After all, the position of the prince has been decided, and it is the eldest prince Zhu Bing.

At this moment, Zuo Heng said something about fighting for the throne, if it was a foreigner

When I heard it, it was heard from the palace people. The consequences were unimaginable.

Zhu Zhiwen narrowed his eyes slightly, and the spicy feeling in his mouth did not diminish at all. He said with interest: "It is probably not appropriate for General Zuo to say such words."

Zuo Heng didn't care at all, and gave the other party a blank look and said indifferently: "I'm not a general for a long time, and I'll just say it, what's the big deal."

At this moment, the pot of wine on the table table had been drunk. Zuo Heng picked up the pot and said, "I'll go in and get some wine and bring you some peanuts."

Regardless of Zhu Zhiwen's reaction, he entered the kitchen alone.

All the things on the table were taken away. Zhu Zhiwen was so idle that he looked at the peanut residue on the table, without any mind, and grabbed them little by little with his fingers.

This way, there is no way to look like a prince, but he looks like a down-and-out homeless man.

This scene happened to be seen by Zuo Heng, who had just come out of the house, and the other party joked: "I didn't expect that the dignified Prince Xuanling actually had this habit and liked to eat the residue leftovers on the table!"

As he said that, he placed the newly prepared peanuts on the table, with obviously more peppers on it than the previous plate.

Zhu Zhiwen grabbed a handful of it, but did not swallow it together, but held it in the palm of his hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

He said, "How can I say, is there any news here when will I go on the battle again?"

Zuo Heng laughed, "You kid really don't pick up any pot. It has nothing to do with me if you don't go out to fight. I don't have a job anymore."

Zhu Zhiwen retorted, "If others don't know, would I not know? The old man is just pretending to do something casually, so as not to leave any gossip. Then there is really no one except you when going to war."

He pointed to the large stack of thick new recruit books behind Zuo Heng. It was obvious that Zuo Heng was not idle either on weekdays. He had studied a lot of military books and wrote a lot of things.

Zuo Heng looked at Zhu Zhiwen seriously and said, "I'll just say you are suitable for being an emperor. What's the point of refusing? It's really hard to see."

Having this insight is so meticulous that many people have already opened up.

Moreover, Zuo Heng believed in his vision. In Zhu Zhiwen's identity, it was not only the strong national destiny, but also the feeling of an emperor in Zhu Zhiwen.

Not aggressive, but it has an approachable majesty.

Zhu Zhiwen laughed at himself and said, "General Zuo, don't say such things anymore. Be careful of the walls. I'm afraid that my life will be gone just now."

Zuo Heng raised his eyebrows slightly, "If you want to hide, you have to hide, you are really not afraid?"

Zhu Zhiwen asked back, "Who said I was going to hide? Since I was back, I'll know everything."

Although the old man asked him back, Zhu Zhiwen was not a fool and understood the old man's meaning very well. However, he was unwilling to go on that path, but he just wanted to do things according to his own wishes.

Zuo Heng was a little surprised, and finally sighed helplessly, "You boy, why are you going to seek death at a young age?"

Zhu Zhiwen didn't speak and drank silently.
Chapter completed!