The Winner is King [Quick Wear]

After saying goodbye to Ning Youruo and Shang Qing, Zhao Junxin's southward speed immediately accelerated.

There was rain and snow on the road, and the wind was cold.

Zhao Junxin's carriage and horses traveled day and night, and dined and slept in the open air. The harsh weather didn't slow down the trip.

Zhao Junxin's mount was bestowed by the Empress, and it was a real BMW of a thousand miles. He didn't feel tired after running for several days, and his condition was getting better and better. But the horses of the two dark guards have changed several times at the inn.

Running too fast, they felt that it was no different from rushing for eight hundred miles.

Dark Guard No. 1 couldn't help but ask: "Young Master, we don't need to rush like this, right?"

Although they had long been given to Zhao Junxin by the emperor, they also helped Zhao Junxin to do some things. But don't know anything about the whole itinerary.

The two dark guards thought they would drive in front, and Zhao Junxin would lie comfortably in the car. This time, it is the right way for the rich and noble to travel. Who knew that Zhao Junxin actually rode a horse to clear the way ahead, and ran so fast.

Their carriage could barely keep up, and the dark guard troop following the guard had already been left behind. That team is desperately rushing, and I don't know how long it will take to get here.

Dark Guard No. 1 hopes that Zhao Junxin can slow down and wait.

The two of them have good skills, but if they encounter large-scale bandits on the road, they will still suffer.

"Time is pressing, I want to get to Hengshan before spring." Zhao Jun said in his heart.

He was aware of the tracking team behind him, but the speeding up of the trip had nothing to do with them.

On the birthday of the Empress, he wanted to present the scenery of the Three Mountains and Five Mountains, the appearance of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Speed ​​up your steps, take advantage of the late winter to see the smog in Hengshan, and wait for the end of August to return to the north to enjoy the autumn scenery of Hengshan.

Moreover, he still has to give himself time to paint and collect special products. Of course, the sooner the road, the better, and there is no room for delay.

On the third day of the trip, the three people who traveled all the way crossed the Yellow River by boat and water.

"Young Master, are you able to withstand such a hurry?" Dark Guard No. 2 asked.

Whether it's the two of them, the guards behind them, or the Jin Yiwei waiting in front, they're all here to protect Zhao Junxin's life, health and safety.

He is the emperor's eldest grandson, the future heir of Da Jin, and nothing can happen to him.

The two guards were worried.

Zhao Jun thought foolishly: "No problem. Ever since I received the imperial decree from the Empress, I have been practicing martial arts and exercising, but I will run for a few days and I will be able to hold on."

The original owner couldn't lift his shoulders or hands, and he had to take a few breaths to dance a set of swords. But after your heart came, it was different.

One cannot suddenly become strong. Zhao Junxin has been practicing martial arts every day for the past few months, and he has made great progress. However, it is not uncommon for young people to have a significant effect of exercise.

The dark guard asked worriedly twice, but Zhao Junxin insisted on walking so fast.

There was no other way, everyone was hurrying on their way. As for whether the people behind them could catch up, the two of them wouldn't worry about it.

*

On the fifth day after leaving the capital, they once again rested in the mountains and fields.

Dark Guards No. 1 and No. 2 led the three horses to eat grass and drink water, while Zhao Jun built his heart on the stove to cook.

Zhao Junxin was well prepared for the trip. Eat dry food during the day, and have a full meal when you rest at night. Iron pot, spatula, tableware and chopsticks are all prepared, and some ingredients are also prepared.

The bacon and sausages are diced and sautéed in the pot. The oil and water that comes with them are stimulated by the fire. Then pour in the cold rice left over from last night and stir-fry, and add the wild vegetables picked in the mountains tonight.

A simple pot of fried rice with wild vegetables and preserved meat, secluded in the mountains and fields, full of aroma, makes the mouth water.

The bellies of the two Dark Guards began to growl, but they waited until the horses were full before returning to camp.

"Two big brothers, it's time to eat." Zhao Junxin greeted with a satisfied smile on his face.

The days on the road were indeed tiring, but they did not have a hard time either.

The two secret guards repeatedly thanked Zhao Junxin for the past few days.

Before, the two were worried that Zhao Junxin was crying and crying halfway. The rich and noble son, how do you know that it is hard to go out? However, with Zhao Jun in his heart, the whole travel life was very nourishing.

The three of them devoured their food and rested in the carriage after filling their stomachs.

Before going out, Zhao Junxin specially ordered three thick sleeping bags to be customized to make it easier to fall asleep.

At night, it suddenly snowed outside, but the inside of the car was very warm.

The dark guards, who were hiding half a mile away, finally caught up, watching everyone who had spent the night comfortably with all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred.

They have no complaints against Young Master Zhao, but they just can't get used to the two fellows who are the same dark guard.

Everyone is the same, why do they eat fragrant and spicy food, sleep comfortably at night, and they will eat dry food that cannot be chewed, and shiver from the cold.

"When you get there, beat them up!" Someone sighed.

Everyone agreed collectively: "Agree!"

*

The next day, he woke up and cooked a pot of hot noodle soup, and the three of Zhao Junxin continued on their way.

Coming to the Yangtze River at dusk, Zhao Junxin rode his horse to the pier. I was thinking of resting nearby for the night, but by coincidence I came across a large passenger ship that was about to sail across the river.

"The big boat will leave soon after crossing the river, will the big discount come?" the boatman shouted Gao Shen, and then approached Zhao Junxin enthusiastically: "This gentleman, you are on your way. The highest level of service on luxury passenger ships is the best price. the price. On board?"

"How much?" Zhao Jun asked casually, but his eyes were on the large number of passenger ships and people on board.

The ship was new and large, luxuriously decorated, and there were several well-dressed passengers on the deck of the ship, the sailors calmly preparing to set sail, and their eyes occasionally looked over.

The boatman and sailor looked very fierce, with a murderous look between their eyebrows, and their attitude was very high between words and deeds. Their eyes didn't mean to see the prey or the fat sheep, but they couldn't tell what they were thinking.

The most bizarre places are that tourists look similar to boatmen and sailors, and they frequently look at themselves.

The whole ship is weird.

For safety's sake, Zhao Jun didn't want to get on the boat at all.

No matter how high his martial arts skills are, he is still afraid of being besieged.

What's more, if the water bandit attacked in the middle of the Yangtze River, even if he killed the enemy with great power, three people couldn't control such a big boat, and they would be trapped in the river.

Zhao Junxin ignored it and turned around and left.

"Master, why did you leave?" The boatman was surprised.

The two dark guards glanced at the boatman with contempt behind Zhao Junxin's back.

Stupid Jin Yiwei, who usually flaunts his martial arts with flying fish clothes and embroidered spring knives, but now he can't hold back his momentum and is still posing on the boat. Everyone's acting skills are clumsy, and he was obviously seen through by the son.

There is a small town near the pier, and Zhao Jun wants to find an inn to stay for one night. Sleeping in the carriage is warm, but it's uncomfortable at first. It's a pity that I can't save time, but I can sleep comfortably in bed for a night.

Zhao Junxin was inquiring about looking for the inn, but he saw a warrior wearing a gray coat and a sword passing by.

This is the bodyguard of a team of bodyguards. Zhao Junxin has seen it once when he is out of the capital.

A group of people followed him for a long time, and they went to the pier in a mighty manner to contact the owner of the big ship. The leading **** said with an ugly expression, arguing with the boatman.

Both sides stared at each other, and neither let anyone else.

Seeing this, Zhao Junxin chuckled lightly, took the reins of the horse, and turned back.

The boatman was overjoyed, and his face flushed from the noise immediately put on a business smile: "Young master, are you back? The first-class cabin on the ship is reserved for you to ensure comfort and security to give you a home-like feeling."

Zhao Junxin was almost amused by the exaggerated marketing words, and he asked with a stern face, "When will the boat sail?"

"Leave the boat immediately, leave the boat immediately, just wait for you, son." The boatman laughed.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and the boatman and passengers on the boat were relieved.

Almost screwed up the mission, and also received a general training from the dark guard, which made the Jinyi guards uncomfortable.

Zhao Junxin saw the reflections of these people, and he pretended not to know.

Going out, there are two dark guards to protect them, followed by a team of dark guards to guard them secretly, and there is a connection in the place. If he could make this arrangement, the Empress couldn't do it, neither could his Prime Minister's father, only the Emperor.

What is your relationship with the royal family? Zhao Jun pondered in his heart.

Led by the boatman, he entered the first-class cabin to rest.

This room is more comfortable and comfortable than the small courtyard of his prime minister's residence.

It was a rare opportunity to take a hot bath, clean up, and wait for dinner.

The boatman's service is very attentive, a little too thoughtful. Before the dishes were served, two singers with outstanding talents and national beauty appeared and chatted with him.

Zhao Jun didn't want to chat, let them play the piano at ease.

Listening to the touching sound of the piano, eating a table of dishes comparable to the imperial meal, but still pondering the emperor's thoughts in his mind.

After thinking about it, Zhao Junxin decided to completely forget about this issue and pretend that he didn't know anything.

Under the imperial power, you should be confused when you should be confused, and you should not explore what you should not know.

After he figured it out, Zhao Jun's heart was eating and drinking spicy food, and he lived a very happy life in the first class cabin.

The dark guard and Jin Yiwei who were protecting downstairs were not so calm. They are all clever and smart people, and looking at Zhao Junxin's reflection, maybe people already know their identities.

The dark guard Jin Yiwei blamed each other, thinking that it was the other party's mistake that missed the trap, and almost got into a fight on the boat.

Finally, everyone collectively spread their hands and asked each other: "What should I do?!"

The emperor's will was for secret protection, and they were derelict. If this is held accountable...

Dark Guard No. 1 and Dark Guard No. 2 looked at each other and said, "You didn't break it anyway, so why don't you all know what to do?"

As long as the son does not expose it, then they will not be exposed.

Although the son was rumored to be a dandy, they also understood along the way that the heir chosen by the emperor was indeed wise.

Seeing through the emperor's arrangement, it would be harmful to him to speak out. The son should not do it.

Then everyone collectively pretends to be confused, and no one exposes the other, and each performs their own responsibilities.

The son is traveling well, how should they protect it, and the reply that should be replied.

Zhao Jun slept peacefully in his heart and stood on the deck to watch the sunrise on the river before dawn the next day.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the boat docked.

The two dark guards got off the boat with their luggage and horses, and Zhao Jun walked behind him happily.

The boatman sent away Zhao Junxin nervously, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Zhao Junxin threw a piece of silver to the boatman as a tip.

"Boatman, your boat is really good, fast and stable. Yesterday I was stingy. It's worth the money." Zhao Jun said in his heart, "If you have a chance to go back to the city, I will definitely take your boat."

Jin Yiwei, who was pretending to be a boatman, smiled and said, "Thank you for your appreciation."

The son went back yesterday because of the price, not because of his identity.

The restless heart let go. He knew what to do, and everyone was confused.

*

When Zhao Junxin arrived at Hengshan, it was still snowing heavily.

The emperor in the capital received the replies from the dark guards and the Jinyi guards, and he was both happy and worried.

"Old Zhao, Junxin's 20-year-old young man must not be unreasonable, right?" The emperor's attention was attracted by Zhao Junxin's refusal to stay with the singer. His grandson is a gentleman who is not good at beauty, which is an advantage, but it is also worrying. Is he determined to refuse temptation, or is he completely incompetent? If it is the latter, it is sick.

Prime Minister Zhao did not know how to reply, and the emperor did not want his answer.

"Don't worry about this, I'll handle it," the emperor said.

Seeing the high interest on the emperor's face, Lao Zhao only felt that Zhao Jun's heart was unlucky.