At the foot of Tiejuan Temple.

Just when Mr. Jiao was looking at the team supporting the spirits from a distance and feeling secretly in his heart, not far behind, a rough man with a beard was also staring at Jiao Shun's back with jealous eyes.

This person was Sun Shaozu who had just arrived from Jinmen Mansion.

He went to Beijing overnight on the king's order yesterday. He originally planned to go to see King Zhongshun early the next morning. Later, he heard that Jia Zheng wanted to help Ling go south, so he temporarily changed his itinerary.

Because the market price of Rongguo Mansion has plummeted recently, Sun Shaozu thought that by taking the initiative to come forward this time, the Jia family should give him some face, but who could have imagined that he was still ignored.

No matter whether it was the men such as Jia Zheng or the women headed by Mrs. Wang, they all seemed to have only one Jiao Shun in their eyes, not his grandson.

What can a person named Jiao be proud of?!

He has no military merit and no literary talent. Although he was lucky enough to become an official, when the prince becomes regent, I am afraid that he will be imprisoned in the blink of an eye!

He secretly slandered a few words, and saw that Jiao Shun was surrounded by stars like a moon, but there was still no one interested in him. Sun Shaozu guessed that staying here would not have any effect, so he simply went back first.

city.

After Wang Ziteng was overthrown, he completely fell in love with King Zhongshun. After several voluntary submissions, he was now considered one of King Zhongshun's confidants. Therefore, after arriving at the palace, he was led into the living room without waiting for notification.

inside.

After sitting in the living room for about half a quarter of an hour, a middle-aged man in green clothes and a long gown stepped in from outside.

"Mr. Jiang."

Seeing that the person who came was the confidant of King Zhongshun, Sun Shaozu naturally did not dare to neglect him and hurriedly stood up and bowed his hands in greeting.

However, Mr. Jiang just nodded slightly and sat down on the main seat with a golden sword.

When Sun Shaozu saw this, he couldn't help but secretly beat his drum in his heart. He had met Mr. Jiang several times. Although he was King Zhongshun's confidant, he was always humble and polite in dealing with people, and he was never arrogant because he was a warrior.

Why did he suddenly become so arrogant today?

Could it be that the prince was dissatisfied with him in some way, so Mr. Jiang put on a cold face and prepared to beat himself up for King Zhongshun?

Thinking like this, Sun Shaozu's attitude became more and more respectful, and he complimented Mr. Jiang a few times. In the end, Mr. Jiang was just indifferent and accepted all his compliments, as if he should be doing so.

Sun Shaozu became more and more uneasy about this, but little did he know that King Zhongshun had recently placed those articles on Mr. Jiang, which made Mr. Jiang successfully sneak into the circle of celebrities that he had been looking up to for a long time.

, and quickly gained fame.

Now Mr. Jiang is full of ambition. As the saying goes, he talks and laughs with great scholars, but has no ordinary people in his dealings. He is just a military man. How can he be taken seriously?

Seeing that Sun Shaozu wanted to speak, he put down the tea cup in his hand, cleared his throat, and said: "You are also a person that the prince can trust. There is no need to say more polite words. Have you brought the manpower you were looking for in the letter?"

"Bring it, bring it."

Sun Shaozu hurriedly leaned forward and replied: "They are all carefully selected experts. I rented a small courtyard in the inner city for them to live in temporarily. When needed, they can be there with just a word of greeting."

After a pause, he asked tentatively: "I wonder what the prince has to do to send me this time?"

"It's nothing."

Mr. Jiang glanced at him sideways, picked up the tea cup again, and sipped it slowly, saying: "I heard that King Nan'an is now clearly responsible for the funeral of the Supreme Emperor, but he still rides horses in the streets to disturb the people from time to time. The people complained a few times.

That’s all, if something good happens because of this, wouldn’t we still need our prince’s help to clean up the mess?”

After hearing this, Sun Shaozu pondered for a moment and suddenly took a breath of cold air.

After a long while, he hesitated and said: "Well, that is King Nan'an after all, the Queen Mother's nephew..."

Ding~

Mr. Jiang put the tea cup he had just taken a sip back on the table. The force was not too strong, but the bottom of the cup and the tray still made a crisp sound.

Sun Shaozu shuddered unconsciously and hurriedly closed his mouth.

I heard Mr. Jiang say quietly: "Yes, after all, he is the King of Nan'an and the nephew of the Queen Mother. If he has any good intentions, who else but our prince has the qualifications to stand up and clean up the mess? Tell me, is this not for you?

Is our prince looking for trouble?"

Having said this, he turned to Sun Shaozu and said, "What kind of temper does our prince have? If he gets angry because of this, who can handle it? Will it be me or you?"

The muscles at the corners of Sun Shaozu's mouth trembled uncontrollably.

This was clearly a naked threat. Even if he did not mention the petitions he submitted, and just considering the current situation of the Jinmen Navy, he would never be able to afford the consequences of offending King Zhongshun.

But King Nan'an was not someone to be trifled with. When he and King Zhongshun fought from the private sector to the court, in the end they only fought fifty times each, and no one could gain the upper hand.

Now that King Zhongshun's biggest supporter, the Supreme Emperor, has passed away, the Queen Mother who King Nan'an relied on is still strong. If the two families confront each other again...

"That's all."

At this time, Mr. Jiang suddenly stood up and said: "It was my own decision to let you go to the capital. You'd better take someone back and Ansheng will be your naval deputy."

It's the Deputy Admiral of the Navy!

While Sun Shaozu was correcting it in his mind, he also stood up and stopped in front of Mr. Jiang: "Sir, calm down, sir, calm down. Don't worry, I will definitely help you get things done!"

Mr. Jiang was a little uncomfortable looking up at him, took half a step back, and then sneered: "When did I ask you to do something?"

Bah~

After all, you don’t want me to carry it!

While Sun Shaozu was cursing, he hurriedly raised his hand to slap himself in the mouth, and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, I am the one who wants to come to the capital to work. It has nothing to do with you, Mr. Jiang, and it has nothing to do with the prince!"

"That would be best."

Mr. Jiang then sat back on the throne with satisfaction and said: "After all, the Prince of Nan'an is also the nephew of the prince. There are some conflicts, but if he really wants to have a good relationship, the prince will feel uneasy."

Sun Shaozu didn't understand for a moment and was about to ask for advice. Mr. Jiang added: "But it's not necessarily a bad thing for this young man to suffer some hardships. Let's just talk about the young master of Qiu Duwei's family. His head was broken a while ago.

It took him a few months to get better, and he was obviously much more stable when he went out again."

Sun Shaozu suddenly realized that King Zhongshun had asked him to plot against King Nan'an not to take his life, but to teach him a lesson.

Now, things are much easier to handle.

He breathed a sigh of relief, his heart suddenly became alive, and he couldn't help but test it out: "I heard that the prince is targeting Jiao Changqing recently, would you like to take a chance..."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Don't make your own decisions, just do what you want to do!"

Mr. Jiang immediately shook his head. King Zhongshun was able to win over some important ministers to defend him now, relying on the exchange of interests. If the treasure Jiao Shun was eliminated in advance, who knows whether those people would change their ways?

Sun Shaozu hit a wall and had to put aside his jealousy temporarily.

Seeing that Mr. Jiang had no intention of talking anymore, he took the initiative to say goodbye and left the palace.

As soon as Sun Shaozu left, the fat figure of King Zhongshun appeared outside the back door.

Mr. Jiang quickly stood up and gave up his seat.

After King Zhongshun sat down, he banged his fingers on the table and said proudly: "How about it? I used to have a free chess trick, but now it comes in handy. If things are done properly this time, I will make great use of this person named Sun."

!”

Mr. Jiang cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty is farsighted and far-sighted, but my students are not as good as him."

When King Zhongshun first accepted Sun Shaozu, Mr. Jiang was actually quite critical. After all, King Zhongshun simply wanted to use Sun Shaozu to disgust the Jia family because of the incident with Qi Guan.

But who would have thought that with the passage of time, Sun Shaozu would come in handy!

When he first heard the saying that "a team of dragon guards can make him wait for death", King Zhongshun was so frightened that he wished he could directly transfer Sun Shaozu to the capital to serve as king.

Thanks to Mr. Jiang's persistent advice, he gave up the idea.

But Mr. Jiang was also worried that if things were to come, the Queen and Concubine Wu would overturn the table without practicing martial ethics.

So after repeated deliberation, he suggested that King Zhongshun regain the right to attend funerals first. Although this was a temporary assignment, it connected people inside and outside the palace, and he had the power to act expediently, so he could take advantage of this opportunity to spread his knowledge.

If done properly, it is not difficult to place some cronies into the Dragon Guard.

Of course, if he is not forced to do so, Mr. Jiang still hopes that King Zhongshun can ascend to the throne peacefully, and it is best not to use force if possible. Otherwise, even if he takes the position of regent, he may not be able to sit safely.

…………

at the same time.

Jiao Shun also met Feng Ziying, who came to see him off in place of his father.

The two were strangers to each other at first, and Feng Ziying was even a close friend. Now, although their status and identity have completely changed, their relationship has been maintained.

After each of them confessed their crimes to Mrs. Wang and Shi Ding, they found a small restaurant outside the city and chatted while eating.

After three rounds of wine and five delicious dishes, Jiao Shun suddenly mentioned Sun Shaozu: "That guy named Sun is really not particular about it. He dared to pester him for doing such a thing. In the past, Uncle Zheng was in front of him, but he didn't dare to do anything.

, Now Uncle Zheng has gone to the south, and he has come to the capital for no apparent reason at this time. I am really worried that he is coming back with bad intentions. "

As he said that, he sighed: "It's a pity that I can't protect myself now. I just had a new heir in my family. I really don't have the resources to do all the work..."

Feng Ziying hesitated after hearing this. Although he wanted to help, Sun Shaozu was not an ordinary person after all. Not to mention that there was King Zhongshun standing behind him. As a third-grade military attache, he could not be easily insulted.

"rest assured."

Seeing this, Jiao Shun reached out and patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "I just want you to find a few people to keep an eye on him. If he really has malicious intentions, it won't be too late for us to discuss countermeasures."

Feng Ziying breathed a sigh of relief. She patted her chest and said, "The capital is our territory. Isn't it easy to keep an eye on someone? I'll ask the old man to borrow some good soldiers from the army to make sure he knows whether he urinates left or right at night."

I’ll find out everything clearly for you!”
To be continued...