Xu Zizhen hurriedly caught up and bowed his head in two steps: "Xu Zizhen, a common man, pays homage to His Highness the Crown Prince!"
Zhao Huan came over and supported him, and said with an unhappy face: "Yishi Xu, I treat you like a close friend, how can you treat me like this with false courtesy? Don't do this again."
Oh, are these close friends?
Xu Zizhen secretly smiled in his heart, but on his face he pretended to be frightened and said: "Your Highness, the prince, has a body worth millions of dollars, and ordinary people really don't dare to reach for it."
Zhao Huan waved his hand nonchalantly: "There's no need to climb high and walk low. If you don't have to, then you don't have to."
Xu Zizhen stood up. As a new era human being eight hundred years later, he still cannot adapt to the etiquette of kneeling and worshiping. Since Zhao Huan said so, of course it is best.
However, the other party was the prince after all, so he couldn't overstep too much. He sat down diagonally across from Zhao Huan, with his butt resting on a small chair, still showing the respect of a lower-class commoner.
There was a look of satisfaction in Zhao Huan's eyes, and he turned to Gao Xian, who was waiting at the door, and said, "Step back first, and don't disturb me without any announcement."
Gao Xian bowed: "Yes." After saying that, he turned around and left, closing the door before leaving.
Xu Zizhen sat calmly. He wanted to see why Zhao Huan specially invited him here. Did he really want to poach him from Qi Ye as he guessed?
Could it be that he saw that he was quite capable, and seeing that the country of the Song Dynasty was about to be in danger, he wanted to give himself a military position so that he could lead troops to defend the city? This can be considered. Anyway, I will still do what I should do with or without him.
Just as he was thinking about it, Zhao Huan had already spoken: "Yishi Xu, I wonder if I can call you Zizhen like my seventh brother?"
Here we go, the tug-of-war is about to begin.
Xu Zizhen nodded quickly and said: "Of course you can. To be honest with Your Highness, I always feel a little awkward when called this righteous man. It sounds like a mountain king."
Zhao Huan laughed: "Okay, Zizhen, do you know why I asked you to come here today?"
Xu Zizhen shook his head and said: "Common people are too dull to guess what His Highness means."
Zhao Huan smiled again, but changed the subject and said: "Come on, this top-grade Nuerhong is a good wine, Zizhen might as well try it." As he spoke, he poured a glass for Xu Zizhen himself.
Xu Zizhen suddenly became wary. Zhao Huan was the prince after all, so he could just be polite, but now he actually poured the wine himself. What was sold in this gourd was definitely not cheap medicine.
He thought so in his heart, but pretended to be flattered on his face, and hurriedly stood up to bow again: "I don't dare to accept it, I don't dare to accept it!"
Zhao Huan grabbed him, filled the wine, and said: "In the future, you don't have to call yourself a commoner in front of me, and you are not allowed to kneel down."
"Uh... Okay." Xu Zizhen thought for a moment and sat down again, accepting Zhao Huan's drink calmly.
After Zhao Huan poured the wine, he raised his glass and said with a smile: "Zizhen, come here, I want to offer you a drink."
At this time, Xu Zizhen no longer pretended, he touched Zhao Huan generously, raised his neck and drank it all in one gulp, praising: "It's really a good wine!"
Zhao Huan smiled, was silent for a moment and suddenly asked: "Zizhen, I wonder when you followed my seventh brother?"
Sure enough, it has begun, the first step of trying to win over?
Xu Zizhen thought to himself, but said calmly on his face: "Your Highness, I just happen to know His Highness Prince Kang, but we can't talk about following him."
Zhao Huan paused while holding the wine glass, looked into his eyes and asked, "Ke Gu heard that if my seventh brother hadn't tried to protect you, Zi Zhen, you might have..."
The meaning of these words is very clear. If it weren't for Zhao Goubao and Xu Zizhen, he would have been killed by Wang Fu, Li Bangyan and his like.
Xu Zizhen laughed: "Your Highness is so polite to me, so I will speak frankly. I am just a rough person, and I believe in loyalty. Qi Ye is good to me, and I will keep it in mind. But if I encounter the country
For big things, I still put loyalty first in my heart, so whether I was guarding Lanzhou before or Taiyuan now, I am only doing it for my great Song Dynasty. In fact, it has nothing to do with Master Qi."
After saying this, Xu Zizhen shut his mouth and waited for Zhao Huan to sow discord. However, to his surprise, Zhao Huan did not speak anymore, but looked at him with a slight frown, as if he was thinking.
What are you wearing?
Xu Zizhen was a little stunned. What was this guy thinking? Is it different from what I guessed?
After a long time, Zhao Huan suddenly lowered his voice and asked: "Zizhen, I heard that you have a personal relationship with the young prince of the Jin Kingdom. Is this true?"
Xu Zizhen was a little confused by his jumping thoughts. He thought for a moment and then nodded: "It's not bad, we have some friendship."
A suspicious look flashed in Zhao Huan's eyes, and he said: "I also heard that you came to the Song Dynasty as a secret envoy at the request of the young prince. I wonder if this is the case?"
Xu Zizhen couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive, but he still nodded calmly and said: "Yes, that's what happened."
Zhao Huan's eyes gradually narrowed and he asked: "Since you are the secret envoy of the Jin Kingdom, why did you behave like this in Taiyuan and Zhending? I wonder what your intentions are, Zizhen? Or, which one is the real one?
Xu Zizhen?"
Xu Zizhen suddenly realized that this was what Zhao Huan wanted to ask. Why was Mao himself a secret envoy of the Jin Kingdom, but he was killing Jin people like dogs.
He already knew what he was saying, so he smiled calmly and said: "Your Highness, I did not come to the Song Dynasty as a spy. I just did it to make some money for the young prince. In addition...the ones I killed...
But none of them are his young prince’s people.”
Zhao Huan's squinted eyes returned to normal, and his eyes were full of surprise. This explanation is indeed reasonable. No matter which country in the world, there is a matter of princes fighting for power. In Zhao Huan's eyes, the Jin Kingdom has just upgraded from a tribe to a
This kind of bad thing is inevitable in places like China.
The atmosphere suddenly returned to harmony, and Zhao Huan's vague aura disappeared in an instant, replaced by a look of flattery: "I didn't expect that Zi Zhen and the young prince would be like this.
We are on good terms with each other, but I just have something to entrust you with, I wonder if Zizhen can convey it to the young prince for Gu's knowledge?"
Xu Zizhen was made a little dizzy by Zhao Huan. He had no idea what Zhao Huan wanted to express, and his words jumped around and he was confused.
"Well, please tell me, Your Highness, if you just convey it, I should be able to do it."
Zhao Huan beamed with joy, clapped his hands and said: "Okay, I'll trouble Brother Zizhen to ask the young prince for me. I wonder if he can say a few nice words in front of his brother, and say that he is sincere in making peace, whether it is cession or not."
The city may be tributed with annual coins, but I just hope that I can stop the swordsmanship."
I'm a fool!
Xu Zizhen felt a surge of anger surge up from his heart. I have been acting sentimental for a long time. This bastard is not trying to win over him at all, nor is he trying to resist desperately. He just wants to be a middleman to beg for that bullshit gold.
The emperor of the country has called a truce, why should he cede the city and pay tribute coins? Damn! Can you still have some sense of integrity?