Leng Zhanchen walked to the door, looked around, and after making sure there was no spy, he closed the door carefully, walked to Zhao Yuan's desk, and asked in a low voice: "The prince's poisoning is a big deal, how are you going to deal with it now?"
"I have to go back." Zhao Yuan looked at Leng Zhanchen firmly.
"But if we leave the palace..." Leng Zhanchen hesitated, and his meaning was very clear. He, Zhao Yuan, is currently thinking about his past and is ill. If he disappeared for no reason, it would be a serious matter. But before the matter is clear,
Don't report back to Emperor Gaozong easily. If you don't do it right, you will be misunderstood and suspected of treason.
"I'm not pretending to be sick these days for nothing. Look, isn't it a lot quieter in Wende Palace recently? I will exchange identities with you. You only need to stay in the bedroom, no need to go out, no need to go to court.
Let Xiaodouzi help you cover, and no one will find out for ten days and a half." Zhao Yuan had already been confident about this.
"So, you have been planning this for a long time? That's why you have been pretending to be sick and refused to go out!" Leng Zhanchen suddenly realized after hearing what he said. No wonder he fell ill without any warning before, which made him
I was caught off guard, and later I found out that he was pretending to be ill, and I just took it as an excuse for not wanting to go to court. But I didn't expect that he was so deep in mind that he had already been planning to leave the palace.
"I can't keep little Bao'er alone in my father's palace. I'm worried. I want to solve this matter no matter what. I wanted to delay it for another two days and tell you, but the plan didn't change quickly!" Zhao Yuan looked serious and deep.
, frowning.
"Then when do you plan to leave the palace?" Leng Zhanchen knew that he could not stop Zhao Yuan.
"We'll leave tonight." Zhao Yuan nodded firmly.
"Bon voyage!" This is the only thing Leng Zhanchen can say to Zhao Yuan.
The two had a tacit understanding that they had grown up together, and they could understand each other without words. Therefore, Zhao Yuan gently patted Leng Zhanchen on the shoulder, while Leng Zhanchen gave him a reassuring look, clenched his fist, and said not lightly.
He punched his shoulder lightly.
That night, under a dark moon, high winds, and dark clouds, a black horse galloped to the main gate of Li. The guard checked his waistband and confirmed that it was Leng Zhanchen from the Wende Hall, and then let him go.
As soon as the black horse left the palace gate, it spread its hooves and ran towards the countryside with all its strength.
Zhao Yuan had been out of the palace for two days, and he had been traveling day and night non-stop to Xiuzhou. Since he had never walked the road from Lin'an to Xiuzhou, he could only ask along the way. Fortunately, his mounts were a group of famous horses.
, although it took some time, the speed was still very fast, and half of the distance was covered in two days.
At noon that day, the sky was gray. It had seldom rained since the beginning of autumn, and heavy raindrops actually fell. The rain came suddenly and caught people off guard. Zhao Yuan rode horseback in the countryside.
, there was no village in front of the village, no shop in the back, and it was immediately soaked by the rain.
After about half a stick of incense, he saw a tea shed in the distance, so he hurriedly rode in that direction.
The tea shed had already been filled with passers-by because of the rain, and there were no other empty seats. Zhao Yuan led the horse under the eaves of the tea shed, just enough to cover the dripping raindrops. Then he took out a handkerchief from his arms
, carefully wiping the rainwater from the horse, but turning a deaf ear to his own wetness.
Coincidentally, Li Bo, who set out from Xiuzhou, also caught up with the rain, but he entered the tea shed before Zhao Yuan, so he did not get wet. He sat in the corner drinking herbal tea and watching
Zhao Yuan’s every move.
This impressive young man caught his eye the moment he came in, and he couldn't help but admire him from the bottom of his heart. Seeing him cherish his horse so much, he thought of the young Zhao Yuan. Li Bo
I remember that Zhao Yuan loved horses when he was a child. Once he went out and got caught in the rain. The first thing he did when he came back was to dry the horse, which made him sick.
This happened a long time ago. It has been nearly twenty years since the two separated. Uncle Li has never seen Zhao Yuan again in all these years, and Zhao Yuan is still the six-year-old child in his memory. This time
The king asked him to deliver the letter, which was actually an excuse to let him express his thoughts.
When he saw the young man in front of him, Li Bo actually had the absurd idea that this person might be Zhao Yuan. Then he shook his head, smiled, and put this idea behind him. After all, Zhao Yuan was in the palace now.
, you can’t meet him here anyway.
Even if the young man in front of him is not Zhao Yuan, it is undeniable that he has won the favor of Uncle Li.
So he stood up and walked to Zhao Yuan: "Young man, I saw you were soaked in the rush. The rain is heavy and fast. I'm afraid it will be difficult to get back on the road for a while. I still have an empty seat.
If you don’t mind it, you might as well come over and sit here with me, how about it?”
Zhao Yuan suddenly heard someone talking to him, so he turned around and smiled gently: "Old man, you are too polite. If it is not troublesome, I would like to go over and sit." Zhao Yuan looked at Uncle Li in front of him.
, I only felt a little familiar, but I didn’t recognize it. After all, the figure of more than 20 years ago had long faded in my mind until there was only a shadow left.
After tying the horse to the pillar to make sure it would not get wet, Zhao Yuan and Li Bo sat at the table. Li Bo looked at him and sighed: "Young man, are you noble?"
"Four out of twenty." Zhao Yuan replied politely.
When Uncle Li heard that he was twenty-four, he sighed and felt even more deeply that this young man was the same age as Zhao Yuan.
"Why did the old man sigh?" Zhao Yuan looked at Uncle Li kindly, and when he saw him sighing, she couldn't help but ask one more question.
"My old man once had a son who was the same age as the young man. He was lost when he was six years old and has never been seen again. Until now, I am still asking about him from all over the world, so I can't help but sigh when I see the young man."
Outside, Li Bo had a preoccupation with everyone and did not reveal his true purpose.
"There has been no news for so many years. How can I find out? Besides, time has changed. I'm afraid your son has changed. How can I find him?" Zhao Yuan couldn't help but feel pity for him when he heard that he had lost his son.
"To be honest, old man, I went to Lin'an this time just because I heard the news about my son, so I went specifically to see him."
Zhao Yuan nodded after hearing this, and then he took out a piece of silver from his arms and secretly put it into Uncle Li's hand: "Old man, it is very important to find your son, but if you can't find him when you go to Lin'an this time, why don't you find a place?
Just settle down well."
Uncle Li was flattered by the kindness of a stranger and hurriedly wanted to shirk it: "No, young man, I understand that this is no reward for no merit."
"Old man, you put it away. Who said you have no merit? I want you to tell me how to get to Xiuzhou? This is a thank you gift."
"Are you going to Xiuzhou?" Li Bo was stunned for a moment, it was such a coincidence.