Jia Huan beat the horse first, and Suo Lanyu, who was staying behind the hall behind, looked at Li Wanji again and asked, "Where is Uncle Yuan?"

Li Wanji said: "Yuan Ye took Zhao Xin to the Qinling Mountains to experience it."

When Suo Lanyu heard this, his face changed, he said with a solemn expression: "Send some people to the mountain to find it quickly. Remember, you must find Uncle Yuan as soon as possible and let him return quickly. The young master is now in a hurry to shortage of people."

When Li Wanji heard this, he responded quickly. When he saw Suo Lanyu following the people in front of him, he began to dispatch the mansion to seize the time to do things.

Fortunately, the servants in Ningguo Mansion were all properly conditioned and dared not be negligent and were well organized.

Li Wanji called the deputy general manager Nalan Senruo and asked him to send someone to the Qinling Mountains to find Wuyuan to return quickly.

Compared to Li Wanji's calm behavior, Nalan Senruo was much more excited.

After waiting for so long, it finally started...

war!

war!!

...

"father."

After leaving the mansion, Jia Huan reeled his horse to accompany Jia Zheng to Jia Zheng's black cloud carriage. Jia Zheng opened a car window and looked at his youngest son who was riding on a tall horse, wearing a python robe and jade belt, and was satisfied.

But it was wrong at the end, so I didn’t want to say much. I just looked at Jia Huan with concern and reminded me: “Be careful in everything, don’t force yourself to stand up.”

Upon hearing this, Jia Huan felt warm and smiled, "Don't worry, dad, I know what I know."

Jia Zheng nodded, thought for a while, but was still worried. He looked around and saw that the servants around him had already retreated when Jia Huan came, so he poked his head out, looked at Jia Huan, and lowered his voice: "Thirty years ago, it was also like this night, and the Jingyang Bell suddenly rang.

After your grandfather entered the palace, he volunteered to go to war, but he never came back...

Our Jia family has been with two generations in a row, and all three pillars died for the war for the country. Since he became an official, he has been diligent and has never neglected. Our Jia family is worthy of the Qin Dynasty and you don’t need you anymore...

Huan'er, remember, you are still young, and you must never force yourself to make a move if you have something to do, do you understand?"

Upon hearing this, Jia Huan looked at Jia Zheng with a softer look, nodded and smiled, "Dad, don't worry, I won't have anything to do."

When Jia Zheng heard this, he sighed, no longer spoke, and only ordered: "Then you go first, you are a martial artist, not as slow as a civil servant.

By the way, after you come back, don’t forget to pay your respects to your ancestors, and don’t let her worry.”

Jia Huan responded little by little, bowed to Jia Zheng, then raised his whip, and ran away.

Behind him, the Han brothers and Lan Yu, and thirty cavalry and personal soldiers, all whipped each other and followed closely behind.

A team of light cavalry whistled away with a loud momentum.

The servants and servants from Rongguo Mansion behind looked at the majestic scene and became more respectful on their faces, but they were more proud and their waists became much harder.

On a carriage behind the black cloud carriage Jia Zheng was riding, Jia Lian was sitting in the carriage, looking through the curtain, looking at this scene with a complicated look.

There is envy, fear, unwillingness, and...a faint hatred.

However, he calmed down after all.

Now, it's very good...

...

Along the way, carriages and sedans emerged from the doors of the houses on both sides of the streets and streets, and there were endless streams of carriages and sedans.

All the princes and ministers living in the West City, royal relatives and relatives who are qualified to enter the palace are dispatched at this moment.

On some remote roads, some ignorant slaves will deliberately block the road and show off their power so that their master can go first, hoping to reflect their master's identity and status.

Anyone who encounters such an existence and takes shortcuts will not talk nonsense, they are all pioneering the way.

Don't be fake, just hit it!

If there are still people who dare to obstruct or curse, the personal soldiers' riding and shooting skills will come in handy.

Although he did not shoot to death, several shots in the arms and buttocks.

A wolf cried and screamed, their master was so angry that he called for impeachment.

But I don’t know if Jia Huan and others who had already gone far away had heard it. Of course, even if they heard it, they just pretended to be farts...

The Shenjing City has a curfew, and there are not many people on the street blocking the road, so Jia Huan and his friends quickly drove from Judefang to Zhuque Gate, the south gate of the Imperial City.

Perhaps not many people were as young and frivolous as Jia Huan, who dared to rush into the capital of Shenjing, so when he dismounted in front of the imperial city, there were not many people and horses coming except for the gate guards.

However, not none of them are available.

After Jia Huan dismounted, he was about to enter the imperial city. Han Rang approached on the side, and he was a little excited and quietly pulled his arm.

Jia Huan turned around in surprise and asked with his eyes.

Han Rang quietly signaled to the side with his eyes, looking excited.

Jia Huan was puzzled and looked at him according to his eyes. He saw a middle-aged man wearing purple clothes, looking only in his forties, but his temples were gray. He sat upright and drove slowly.

It's okay with purple clothes, but after seeing that the reins in his hand were purple cars, Jia Huan realized that this person should be a royal family.

However, he was wearing only purple clothes, which showed that he had not been named the king.

At most, it is possible to be a Duke of Zhenguo or even a general of Zhenguo.

Such a person is also worthy of Han Rang's excitement?

Jia Huan raised his eyebrows in confusion and looked at Han Rang.

Han Rang lowered his voice and said excitedly: "He is the little ponies that the Supreme Emperor loved the most back then, Mang Shisan, Ying Xiang."

When Jia Huan heard this, he suddenly realized that he had heard Niu Ben mention this person before.

If Jia Daishan is the core figure of the second generation of princelings in the dynasty.

Then this little foal that the Supreme Emperor loved the most back then was the core figure of the third generation of princelings in Shenjing City.

He did support the deposed prince back then, which was later Prince Yizhong's Qiansui...

But perhaps it is precisely because of this reason that he was implicated after the prince was deposed for his rebellion and has been in decline until now.

However, this did not affect the worship of the fourth generation of the children of Shenjing City.

Everyone in the yamen circle knows that when the Supreme Emperor and Jia Daishan were young, they fought against Prince Kang together, and now Jia Huan also fought against Prince Zhongshun.

But compared with this Thirteenth Master, it is nothing.

When Ying Xiang was full of energy, in addition to beating Prince Jian, he also beat Jia She and Jia Jing...

This is very amazing. You must know that at that time, Jia Daishan was still there and fought for the country all year round, with great achievements.

Coupled with the brotherly friendship between Jia Daishan and the Supreme Emperor Ying Xuan, the Jia family could be said to be the first among the nobles of the country in the true sense.

Jia She did indeed become the first son of Shenjing City, and acted arrogantly with Jia Jing from the East Mansion.

All the ministers of the court, whether civil and military officials or relatives, dared not, or were unwilling to do anything to them due to Jia Daishan's face.

This made the two of them become more and more reckless in their desire to see the god Kyoto as the back garden of the Jia family...

After getting drunk for only once, Jia Jing and Jia She actually intervened in the street. The girl who was playing tricks on the folk was met by the 13th-year-old Shisanlang Yingxiang.

Ying Xiang was furious and beat Jia She, the first son of the Shenjing City, and Jia Jing, hard on the street with a horse whip.

If it weren't for the imperial guards who came to stop him later, Ying Xiang, who was furious, would have killed the two Gao Yanei alive.

Although he was beaten by the Supreme Emperor's order and criticized the reputation of "Ranger Thirteen", Ying Xiang became more and more favored by the Supreme Emperor.

Later, Ying Xiang became the only prince among the princes who led his army to fight and made great achievements.

Therefore, Ying Xiang left a huge reputation in the third generation of yamen circles and became the core of the admiration of everyone.

This reputation has also been successfully passed down to the fourth generation...

It was just because of the incident of fighting for the throne and treason that Ying Xiang was banned for many years. After Long Zheng ascended the throne, he was amnested, but he was only granted a poor general.

Perhaps because of this, Ying Xiang rarely appears in recent years, but it becomes more and more mysterious.

I don't expect that he actually appeared here today.

When he met the legendary idol, it was no wonder that Han Rang was so excited.

Although it was not right at this time, and the other party was still the "enemy" of the Jia family, since they met it, it was not easy to pretend to not see it so rudely, because Ying Xiang's eyes had already fallen on him...

"Boy Jia Huan, I've met Thirteenth Master."

Jia Huan bowed and greeted him.

Ying Xiang sat upright on the horse, his face also had the typical thin eyebrows of the Ying Qin royal family. He raised his eyebrows lightly, looked up and down at Fan Jia Huan, and after looking for a while, he said, "Get up..."

After Jia Huan stood up straight, he looked at it again, and then his vicissitudes of vicissitudes of his eyes became more interested, and he said, "Are you Jia Huan?"

Jia Huan smiled and nodded, and said generously and cheerfully: "Yes, the boy is Jia Huan."

Ying Xiang smiled and said, "Although I'm not going out, I really heard a lot about you. It's not bad, much better than Jia She and Jia Jing."

Although Ying Xiang's face was gentle and his eyes were not very sharp, his faint gaze actually made Jia Huan feel a little heavy pressure...

Jia Huan felt a little nervous, knowing that this middle-aged prince with white hair on his hair was still a hidden master, and his martial arts cultivation was at least above the eighth grade.

Because even the seventh-grade Niu Jizong cannot put such pressure on him...
To be continued...