On the afternoon of the second day of November, Langzhou Inn.

Zheng King Li Congjia, who was ordered by Li Yuan to "carve" for many days, was sitting in the dilapidated warm pavilion with melancholy on his face. His slightly swollen face was filled with turbid eyes with resentment and helplessness. The body that had gained weight before now seems to have lost a lot of weight.

It’s not that Li Yuan treats it harshly, and that the daily wine and delicacies have never been interrupted. But since he was imprisoned in the previous incident, Li Congjia even felt disgusted when he smelled the air in Langzhou, let alone the food in Langzhou.

With a "hula", the door curtain suddenly raised. In Li Congjia's subconscious panic reaction, he saw Zhang Wei, a Zhongshuo clan, jogging in from outside, and reported in a low voice with excitement: "Your Highness, Mr. Han is here again, and he said that we can go back to Beijing..."

Just like the rainbow bathing after the heavy rain, Li Congjia's heart was beating wildly. He did not care about losing his fortune and rushed forward and walked a few steps, supporting Zhang Qi's equally thin arm and said, "Hurry! Please come in!"

Han Xizai walked into the door with a serious face. Li Congjia took two steps to grab the arm of the former political enemy. He was overjoyed. After thinking about it, he showed a humble expression and said, "I have been working hard for Mr. Han recently! I will never forget Mr. Han's kindness in my life to save him! Then Li Yuan is willing to let me return to the capital? I will never want to suffer here again..."

All the civil and military officials in the court knew that it was because of the rise of King Zheng that the status of King Yan was even more precarious. Although Han Xizai didn't think of Li Congjia, who even hated the hypocrisy and exaggerated, he had to take into account the identity of the prince, so he remained reserved and calmly supported Li Congjia back to the side and sat down. He took a few steps back and smiled and said, "Your Highness, sit down and talk! No matter how much you save, you can't afford to be a magistrate.

You were hostage by the evil people in Langzhou and frightened. The one who rescued you was Governor Li. This time, he took the initiative to negotiate with the court, and Your Majesty ordered the officials to come here to pick you up. Therefore, if you want to thank you for this matter, you should thank Governor."

When Li Yuan was mentioned, Li Congjia's face was immediately covered with haze, but he did not dare to vent. In the end, Han Xizai's care was indispensable if he wanted to return to Beijing. He just quietly pinched his fingers and made a few crisp sounds in the quiet and tense air.

Han Xizai just glanced at Zhang Wei, who was also pale next to him, and continued to say calmly: "Your Highness, you must be wondering why the lower-ranking official asked for this job, but the lower-ranking official didn't know how to explain it to you. However, please rest assured that since the lower-ranking official has arrived here under the order of the emperor, he will do his best to do his best and will definitely send you back to Jinling safely."

Li Congjia hesitated for a moment, nodded and smiled bitterly, "This is a chore. You, Mr. Han, are one of the best talents in my dynasty. The hero next to your father should have recited poems on the Qinhuai River, but it is rare to be able to work hard to get here from thousands of miles away. I will still remember this kindness in my heart. I know that you have always had a good relationship with my eldest brother, and our relationship may be a bit stiff, but it will not be like this in the future."

Han Xizai was slightly shocked. Li Congjia was famously domineering since he entered the court. How could he be imprisoned for a while? Instead, he could say such decent words. Could it be that the water and soil of the Grand Commander still educate people? No matter whether he is true or false, anyone likes to listen to good words, right?

After coughing a few times, Han Xizai would certainly not be confused by Li Congjia's words, so he smiled and bowed: "Your Highness is so serious. When you return to Jinling safely, I hope you will concentrate on political affairs in the future and don't be bewitched by villains again. As for your love for the lower officials, the lower officials are very grateful, but this is a matter of duty, so there is no need to be like this."

Li Congjia's eyes were red and almost burst into tears, saying, "I am from the heart. Mr. Han, do you know that I have never slept well after living here. I finally waited for news from the court. When I first saw you, it was like a long drought and rain. If you don't recognize this kindness, how can I feel? I... I..."

It was the first time Zhang Wei, who saw Li Congjia showing such true feelings, felt inexplicably sad. Looking at Han Xizai's purple robe, which was obviously much newer and cleaner than him, he was very jealous.

But when I think about it carefully, in the past, the relationship between the two was naturally positioned as the master and servant relationship. This time, I almost handed over my life for King Zheng. After returning to Beijing, how could King Zheng not be able to reuse it in the future? Zhang Shi suddenly became ecstatic and turned his loneliness just now.

Seeing Li Congjia rolling out two lines of turbid tears and his dry and white lips trembled gently in front of him, Han Xizai couldn't help feeling a little moved. He looked up at the dilapidated and harsh environment around him. The weather was getting colder and the roof was still whispering a little wind. He couldn't help but shake his head.

This seemingly empathetic action made Li Congjia cry even more sad. Even Zhang Wei cooperated with tears. But what Han Xizai thought was that the governor was too cruel. After all, he was a prince, so he might as well send him on the road with decent attitude...

There was a feeling of sadness in the room, and a rough voice suddenly came from outside: "Is Mr. Han inside?"

Upon hearing this, Li Congjia and Zhang Qi quickly came back to their senses, quickly tidied up their messy clothes and buns, and then they heard the sound of footsteps, and Zhu Kuangcong had already entered the room.

Zhu Kuangcong, who was lifting the curtain, shouted loudly, "Shilarious Minister Han". After entering the room, he saw the tears in Li Congjia and Zhang Wei's eyes, glared at him with contempt, and then asked in confusion: "Shilarious Minister Han, what's wrong with Your Highness and the others?"

Han Xizai replied in a deep voice: "Zhu Du Envoy, why are you so unruly? I am talking to His Highness Zheng, why did you suddenly break in?"

Zhu Kuangcong understood the friendship between the Minister Han and the Grand Governor, but just scratched his head and smiled, "Hey, aren't you in a hurry to find you? You'll go back tomorrow, right?"

Then he sneered and said, "Hey, Your Highness, why are you crying again? Could it be that my governor has wronged you during these days?"

It seemed to awaken the fear in my bones. You must know that Zhu Kuang Cong's evil star once grabbed his neck like a chicken that day. Li Congjia dared not cause trouble at this critical moment. After subconsciously touching his neck, he forced a smile and said, "No, the Grand Commander treats me very well! I heard that I was about to return to Beijing, so I asked Mr. Han about something. I suddenly remembered my mother, so I felt sad."

Zhang Xu hurriedly echoed: "Yes, Your Highness remembers the Queen, so he feels sad."

Zhu Kuang was confused and scratched his head and said, "Didn't this be back to Beijing tomorrow? The Queen will be able to see you soon, but why is she still sad? It's so strange."

Li Congjia and Zhang Wei were embarrassed and speechless, so they could only pretend to be confused.
Chapter completed!