Xuanling, imperial palace.

Zhu Zhiwen, who came out of the palace, was sitting quietly on the desk table alone, the dark desk table was untainted, familiar and unfamiliar.

When Zhu Zhiwen was young, he often read on this desk at night, working very hard. In fact, in his initial idea, he wanted to be a civil servant who was useful to the country. However, later he became lucky and went to the world.

I haven't seen this desk for decades. Zhu Zhiwen looked at this desk and was unfamiliar.

His fingertips gently stroked across the smooth surface of the desk table, and a cold feeling rushed from his fingertips to his heart.

I still remember when I was a child, I occasionally read for a long time. Zhu Zhiwen was tired and fell asleep directly on the desk table. At that time, I liked to drool. When I woke up, the whole table was full of drooling and wet a lot of books.

At that time, he always dreamed that books turned into delicious food, and the words written in the books were delicious beans. As long as he opened his mouth, the food would fly into his mouth, which was so delicious.

But now that he has grown up, Zhu Zhiwen has never slept as comfortably anymore. Whether outside or in the palace, he rarely slept well. In most cases, he still mainly slept in a fake sleep.

All this is to prevent some people from secretly attacking him while he is relaxing, and the nerve must always be awake.

Zhu Zhiwen took a volume of documents from the bookshelf next to him, and the faint candlelight was turning page by page.

The rustling sound of the rustling pages of the document rubbing against each other was crisp and pleasant. Once upon a time, when he picked up the book, no matter how great the hatred or how deep the anger was, it would disappear in an instant and his mood would calm down.

But at this moment, Zhu Zhiwen's heart did not have this tranquility at all. Instead, he felt a lot more impatient and unbearable impatient in his heart.

Zhu Zhiwen finished reading the whole book in just a few breaths. He sighed deeply, shook his head, and put the book down.

For some reason, since he came out of the palace, Zhu Zhiwen had a bad premonition in his heart, as if he was suddenly hit hard by someone on the originally calm Xinhu Lake, which caused storm and waves to the entire Xinhu Lake, making it difficult to calm down.

However, Zhu Zhiwen did not believe in any statement, so he did not use his own power to find any sorcerer who is good at divination.

Since he couldn't feel at ease when reading a book, Zhu Zhiwen chose to walk out of the room and take a walk around casually.

In the middle of the night, because it was too late, the shops on the entire street that were originally deserted were now closed, and they seemed very lonely and lonely in the night.

Not long after Zhu Zhiwen left, Lao Zheng walked forward and said, "Your Highness, Your Majesty said that it will be Double Ninth Festival some days, I hope you can participate."

Zhu Zhiwen asked a little terrified: "Don't you call me a young master on weekdays? Why did you change to Your Highness when you get here?"

Lao Zheng replied: "That's in the world. It's easy to misunderstand His Highness and other words, and it causes a lot of trouble. But now that I have returned to the palace, these remarks will not affect you."

Just kidding, how many people can attack Zhu Zhiwen in the imperial city

?

If it were outside, Zhu Zhiwen was just a prince of Xuanling, but within the imperial city, Zhu Zhiwen's life also represented the dignity of Xuanling. If Zhu Zhiwen made a little mistake, it would be the dereliction of duty of the imperial city's Jinyiwei, and that was insulting Xuanling's face with all his strength.

Zhu Zhiwen shook his head, sighed, and finally swallowed the words he wanted to say. He replied: "The Double Ninth Festival is of great importance. He didn't have a chance before. Now that I have returned to the palace, I naturally have to attend. After all, the meaning of Double Ninth Festival is reunion."

It is not difficult for Zhu Zhiwen to guess that he had just ended his decades of traveling around the world. This time he came back was undoubtedly an extremely meaningful reunion. His old father would definitely take advantage of the situation and do some tricks.

Lao Zheng nodded and said, "Then I will ask the people in the palace to customize a few decent clothes, so that your highness can be dressed in a thrilling manner."

Zhu Zhiwen didn't say anything. He just walked forward alone, shaking the folding fan in his hand, and his back looked very lonely.

The back was like the clouds floating alone in the sky at night, blending with the surroundings, but giving people the illusion of being incompatible.

Lao Zheng looked at Zhu Zhiwen's lonely back and sighed softly. He escorted Zhu Zhiwen for decades and has been by his side since he was a child. Seeing this cunning boy slowly growing up into a man who seemed to be able to stand tall, he was still lonely and deserted at this moment, and he couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

It is indeed an imperial family, and few people have never been able to be truly carefree.

The ninth day of the ninth lunar month, Double Ninth Festival.

Zhu Zhiwen on this day saw him wearing a mint green ice silk straight, with a white apricot-colored swirl-patterned wide belt around his waist, long hair as long as running water, and melancholy peach blossom eyes under his eyebrows, tall and slender, gentle and drizzling.

I have to say that if you look at a person just by looking at him, Zhu Zhiwen can indeed be regarded as a very handsome man. People who don’t understand him will definitely determine the other person’s goodness at first glance.

At this moment, the sun was shining brightly and the weather was particularly clear. The sun shone on Zhu Zhiwen's shoulders, like strands of golden gauze, paired with mint green clothes, which was even more eye-catching.

"Oh! Third brother, why is she dressed so energetic today? She is such a handsome young man and handsome!"

At this time, a familiar voice came from behind Zhu Zhiwen. Zhu Zhiwen turned around and found that it was the second prince Zhu Kang.

Zhu Zhiwen quickly saluted and said happily: "Second brother, long time no see!"

Zhu Kang smiled and nodded and said, "You guy, I really heard that you are back, why didn't you come to see me, my second brother? Do you look down on others?"

Zhu Zhiwen quickly explained: "How could it be, my second brother? It's just that I just returned to the palace recently. There are too many things to deal with. I'm so busy that I can't get busy. I originally thought that I must take some time to meet you. Later, I heard that my father held the Double Ninth Festival, so I became a little selfish and thought that I would meet again at that time, so I would be more lazy."

Zhu Kang glared at his eyes and said angrily: "Okay, you guy, you have time to deal with those guys who are useless. You don't have time to see me. You have also found such a bad reason for yourself. When you grow up, you forgot who is the elder brother and who is the younger brother?"

Zhu Zhiwenzhi

He said that the other party was not serious and angry, so he laughed and replied, "When things are almost busy, I will come to see my second brother in person. I will definitely accompany you to have a good reminisce about the past."

Zhu Kang also laughed and said, "Forget it, I'll feel relieved with you. Let's go in."

At this moment, Zhu Zhiwen shook his head and said, "Second brother, go in first. I'm still waiting for someone. Some things need to be explained."

After hearing the other party's words, Zhu Kang did not intend to ask the truth. He just shook his head and said, "You guy, are still so mysterious."

After saying that, he walked into the door.

The relationship between Zhu Zhiwen and Zhu Kang is not bad, but it is not good either.

Excluding Zhu Kang, this guy is scheming and has a far greater ability to hide his means than Zhu Zhiwen, which makes Zhu Zhiwen unable to see the possibility of being named. Zhu Kang and his Zhu Zhiwen should be just an ordinary prince.

Speaking of which, Zhu Kang clearly has a close relationship with the eldest prince Zhu Bing, but he seems to be completely unwilling to care about the eldest prince's face. He works hard to be a socialite outside and likes to chat with everyone in a friendly manner.

It would be normal if it was placed in other places, but among the princes who were very easy to take sides, it would seem very abnormal. After all, no one wants to look at his own people and please others in other places.

Zhu Kang complained that Zhu Zhiwen didn't take the time to see him, so why did he take the time to find Zhu Zhiwen?

Zhu Zhiwen waited outside the gate for a while, and finally saw the familiar figure in the crowd.

He was wearing an orange-red silk dress, a royal blue geometric strap tied around his waist, a head of ink black hair, and a pair of bright eyes and white teeth. He was fresh and handsome. This person was the fourth prince Zhu Qing.

Zhu Zhiwen raised his hand and shook it and said, "Aqing, here, come here quickly."

Zhu Qing also saw Zhu Zhiwen and rushed over quickly with a bright smile.

Among the princes, although Zhu Qing was not the youngest, he was indeed the simplest and purest. He was unwilling to fight for the throne and never went to the battlefield of the martial arts world. Most of his time was devoted to reciting poems and writing counterparts, and his mood was the best.

He could also feel the obvious youthful vitality, which was why Zhu Zhiwen was willing to have a good relationship with Zhu Qing. Beside Zhu Qing, he could feel that pure feeling.

Zhu Qing smiled and said, "The third brother hasn't entered yet, it's a coincidence!"

He didn't know that Zhu Zhiwen was deliberately waiting for him to arrive at this point but had not entered yet.

Zhu Zhiwen patted the other person on the shoulder, hugged him again, and said as he walked, "You guy, you came so late, aren't you really afraid that your father will blame you?"

Zhu Qing smiled and said, "Don't mention it. Last night, I got a bottle of Feitian Moutai from the small channel. I ended up drinking it and I slept until now."

"Oh! I've also eaten Moutai. It's really a high taste. But Moutai has fallen sharply recently. Do you know?"

"This sharp drop in Moutai is one aspect, but it has little impact on the price of sale. It is still unaffordable for ordinary people to drink it. The price has nothing to do with the stock market at all, which is harmful."

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