This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 997 The prince holds a banquet
The conversation with Lu Shangshu was very meaningful. At least through the other party's description, Lu Hanjiang roughly understood what kind of force he was facing.

To put it simply, he is a troublesome guy.

The troublesome part here is not how powerful the Chen family is in the cloud, nor how many supporters or collaborators the Chen family has. The key to everything is that this is "one of our own."

Although the aristocratic family is not monolithic, they are in the same class and can recognize each other. Some clues can be seen from what happened to the Qiao family after Qiao Shifang's death.

As accomplices, several thousand families were unlucky, but Qiao Shifang, as the principal culprit, and the Qiao family behind him were not only able to escape implication, but were even taken care of as family members of heroes.

This is the hidden terrifying power of the aristocratic family, because everyone is in the same circle, so they have to be given some dignity no matter what, after all, everyone else is watching.

It is obviously unrealistic to use the same method to deal with those Jianghu forces to deal with the Chen family in Yunzhong, because it is likely to hurt others and yourself. After all, Lu Hanjiang himself is also a child of a noble family and also enjoys the benefits of being from a wealthy family.

As for agreeing to Yunzhong Chen's request and accepting their good intentions to cooperate well in the future, Lu Hanjiang never considered it from the beginning.

On the one hand, he already has a considerable degree of confidence in the cards in his hand, and there is no need or any need to obtain such a hot card again.

On the other hand, although Lu Shangshu did not express his position clearly, from his attitude, Lu Hanjiang could also see that the other party's view of Chen was based on exploitation rather than cooperation.

At this point, Lu Hanjiang has made a decision in his heart.

"Your Highness, do you want to go out?" The visitor dressed as a scholar looked at the second prince in smart clothes, his slightly dark eyes seemed to reveal a bit of disapproval.

The second prince was born tall and mighty, and he himself was quite good at martial arts. Although it was not to the level of Qing Wen, it was not far behind.

"I know what you want to say. It's a pity that I have to disappoint you."

The second prince tightened the horse's rope, and the black-hoofed white horse under his crotch neighed, which made him look heroic in his attire. He patted the horse's neck and said calmly: "I have no interest in what Jin Yiwei wants to do, and I don't bother to know. You don’t have to report this kind of thing to me anymore, just—!”

The second prince flicked his horsewhip and rode off with his three or five followers. Today he had an appointment with some close friends to compete in archery at a hunting ground outside the city. He couldn't be late.

Seeing the second prince's figure disappearing at the corner of the street, the doorman couldn't help but let out a long sigh. The second prince was upright and upright, and there was no room for any sand in his eyes.

Therefore, there is a huge difference between His Highness and several other princes, that is, he never buys into Jin Yiwei's fault, and even goes against him many times.

Therefore, His Highness's life was not going well on weekdays. The Second Prince's innocent heart was as solid as a rock, and he always regarded world affairs as his own responsibility in his words. Therefore, he couldn't stand the domineering appearance of Jin Yiwei in the court.

Although the Jin Yiwei in the court could cover the sky with one hand, there were always places in the world that they could not touch, and the second prince often launched resistance against the Jin Yiwei in these obscure areas.

It is conceivable what kind of characters will be gathered around such a highness. In a word, these are all extreme idealists.

The second prince and his supporters' goal from beginning to end was to "recover the truth." Their targets were not only the powerful imperial guards, but also various officials who were unworthy of their moral integrity.

This retainer is one of the few rational people in the Second Prince's camp. He knows that under the current situation, it is simply unrealistic to completely leave Jin Yiwei behind. His Highness's ideals are too lofty and illusory, and no one will do it for him. Pay the bill.

Therefore, he has always advocated repairing the relationship with Jin Yiwei, and has been persuading the second prince to re-examine the Jin Yiwei group. However, his advice has never been taken seriously, and he is often reprimanded.There have been recent rumors in the capital that Jinyiwei is preparing to support the fourth prince. Although this matter is most likely a rumor, it is not unfounded. There is no harm in making more inquiries and making early preparations.

It was a pity that the second prince did not take his advice. When the depressed diner was wandering on the street, he accidentally bumped into Yang Shilang's young master, so he quickly put away the slump on his face and put on a gentle smile to greet him. A gift.

"Mr. Yang, what a coincidence. Where are you going?" the retainer asked.

"Huh?" Yang Zhiyuan looked at the other party in surprise, and after a brief thought, he suddenly said: "I remember you were with His Highness the Second Prince."

The doorman hurriedly continued: "I'm in Xia Tianjun."

"It's Mr. Tian," Yang Zhiyuan smiled and looked at the other person, and then suddenly said: "It's a coincidence that we met today. It is said that I am going to Jingshui Tower for a banquet. Mr. Do you have free time, why don't we come together?"

Jingshui Restaurant is one of the famous restaurants in Beijing. The wine is fragrant and the music is good. Poetry parties are often held to entertain literati. Therefore, it is highly respected among scholars. When Yang Zhiyuan goes to such a place, he will definitely go to something special. banquet.

Tian Jun thought for a moment, then nodded and agreed: "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."

"Haha, I didn't expect Brother Tian to be so willing to give face. Come on, Brother Tian invites you." Yang Zhiyuan happily invited the other party to go to Jingshui Tower together.

The two of them walked all the way to the private room on the top floor. When they arrived, there were already more than ten people sitting in the seats. When they saw Yang Zhiyuan, they immediately smiled and raised their glasses to greet him.

"Young Master Yang is here, please take a seat." The man was dressed in rich clothes, but his gestures carried a bit of the prodigal temperament of a wine and poetry maniac. His handsome face and posture, coupled with his wanton and free look, made people unable to take their eyes away. .

"Thank you, Third Highness."

Yang Zhiyuan bowed slightly, and then introduced Tian Jun behind him with a smile: "Please allow me to introduce you to Your Highness. This is Tian Jun, Mr. Tian."

"Tian Jun?" The third prince was stunned for a moment, and then his drunken eyes immediately shone with surprise: "You are the one who wrote the "Feihua Order" in Yaoyue Tower, and is known as the 'poetry and wine'? Jun?"

Tian Jun's face showed just the right amount of embarrassment. He stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, I'm sorry. These are just jokes made by a few friends. Don't take them seriously."

"Haha, it is indeed you."

His Highness the Third Royal Highness stood up happily to welcome him. He took the other person's hand and said: "I have always admired your talent and reputation, but it is a pity that you always stay at my second brother's house and live in seclusion. I intend to treat you to a drink." It’s not convenient.”

Tian Jun said with a bit of panic on his face: "I really can't afford to be like this, Your Highness."

"You will know later today whether you deserve it or not," said His Highness, and sent someone to bring two glasses of wine, and he drank first as a token of respect.

Seeing this, Tian Jun smiled bitterly and had no choice but to accompany him.

(End of this chapter)