The lonely shadows of the lamps are slightly brighter.

Zhang Fu was wearing a thin coat and quietly looked at the wall. His somewhat embarrassed shadow was tranced.

The lights hit the face, not saying anything but depressed, but also full of lingering thoughts, not like a good man riding a horse in the north.

On the low table of the Arhat bed, the wine and food were cold, and on the solidified stew, the white oil was like the wind and frost of the north.

He is from the northerner, and his diet is bold and generous, not as exquisite as the Jiangnan area. This stew is simple to make, and the thick oil and red sauce cannot be used on the table, but it is the favorite of these martial artists.

What people will never change the most is the local accent and stomach.

Far from the south of the Yangtze River, even if you eat the dishes from the palace every day, you still have a northern taste at home. However, I don’t know if it’s water, meat, or oil. The stew here always doesn’t have the flavor of his hometown.

It looks less rosy and not as fragrant as the mouth, but it is better than nothing.

Sometimes, what people eat is not food, but homesickness!

Gulu!

Zhang Fu suddenly raised a three-digit porcelain cup and drank the strong wine in one go.

This wine is also the Liaodong tribute wine given by the crown prince. His Highness said that the wine from Jiangnan is suitable for literati and elegant people, but not for bold men. The nature of wine shows human nature, and the most powerful wine can only make you feel heart-wrenching.

Your Highness! Put down the porcelain cup, Zhang Fu's eyes were slightly red.

Not only this wine, but also this house. On Chang'an Street, the richest in the capital, two people enter the quiet courtyard, which is also given by His Highness. Every inch of land is valuable, and it is surrounded by Dukes and nobles, and he is a general of a vassal king. Even if he has money, he dare not think about it.

There are also clothes on her body, made of good Su silk and Shu brocade.

The furniture in the house is all precious wood.

The utensils for eating are also the blue and white official kilns that no one can see at all.

Who can be ruthless?

Zhang Fu has always known His Highness’s value and appreciation, and his kindness of appreciation. Although he was born in the Yan clan, his family was the most loyal to the King of Yan. However, even with such great kindness, even if he was a stern heart, he was warm.

But the bad thing is that his heart is getting hot!

On one hand, there is His Highness who is deeply kind, and on the other hand, there is his old master of his family.

He Zhang Fu was caught in it and was in a dilemma.

As the confidant brother of the King of Yan, the King of Yan still has plans, how could he not know?

He also thought that if the Zhang family receives great kindness, if there is really something in the future, sacrifice oneself to repay the master and achieve loyalty and righteousness!

However, the upright grace of the Emperor's grandson also flattered him.

Those in the authorities were confused, while those onlookers were clear. Many things were not noticed at all when they were in the Yanfan of Liaodong. However, in the capital, he was with him every day, but he saw them real.

King Yan, there is no chance of winning!

If you really make a fuss, you will only be defeated.

He wanted to write these things into a private message to his father several times, but every time he wrote them, he would tear them off immediately.

He was afraid that his father would scold him for betraying his master!

He was afraid that the King of Yan would blame him!

He is afraid that outsiders will know about it!

Moreover, people have a scale in their hearts. It is obvious which end is heavy.

There are some things that he dare not think deeply about, nor do he want to compare. As the guard of the Eastern Palace, he has a bright future. The next day, the emperor's grandson was the emperor, and he transformed into a close minister of the emperor.

And in Yan's vassal?

Guru, Zhang Fu has another cup!

Today, he has eliminated the possibility of becoming a close minister of the emperor in the future.

The loyalty of the warrior was discarded by him. He was so stupid that he lie to His Royal Highness in front of everyone in order to avoid punishment for the sake of his old master.

People speak, represent attitude. He has made a choice between the crown prince and the old master!

Today, he also heard from His Highness's tone that His Highness was disappointed with him, Zhang Fu!

Disappointment is far more uncomfortable than being angry!

With such kindness from His Royal Highness the Grand Prince, even a wolf has been raised!

Alas! Zhang Fu sighed and went to get the wine again. The wine pot was empty.

Uncle Zhang Wu, bring me another pound of wine!

After saying that, Zhang Fu looked at himself again, his shadow on the wall.

Tomorrow, he should go to the front army in front of the palace to hand over his errands, and then take his old servant back home. He used to look forward to this day, but when this day suddenly came, he felt extremely disappointed.

His Highness asked him to come to his side, but now he is in shame.

Zhang Fu, Zhang Fu, you have turned yourself into this!

He smiled bitterly in his heart and shook his head. In the future, no one will remember to protect his old master. He will only say that Zhang Fu is ungrateful and feel ashamed of His Highness! Some people even say that they are ungrateful!

He was thinking that the loyal old servant Zhang Wu outside showed half of his body, Young Master, the second son of Mr. Fu's family is here!

Zhang Fu was stunned. At this time, it was too late for others to abandon him, so why would anyone visit him? Moreover, the person who came was Fu Rang, the commander of the Eastern Palace Guard.

Please! As he said that, Zhang Fu jumped out of bed, put on his shoes, and then went to buy some good dishes!

No need to buy it, I'll bring it! Before the words were finished, the figure had arrived.

Fu Rang carried a few paper bags and a jar of wine, striding in, and said with a smile, come uninvited, don’t blame Wen Bi!

Where, I can’t even invite you if I want to invite you on weekdays! Zhang Fu quickly invited someone in.

Fu Rang is a tough and taciturn person, steady and serious. He is very prestigious among the guards of the Eastern Palace and is highly valued by the crown prince.

Haha, is it another stew? Fu Rang entered the house, looked at the food, and said with a smile, this thing is good to eat, and the wine is almost like it! As he said, he put down the paper bag in his hand, and the donkey meat from the village outside the city was just killed in the morning, and it took a day to sautify. There were also stir-fried mushrooms and salted edamame from Fengweizhai.

After saying that, he took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on the Arhat bed.

Brother Fu, why are you interested in coming here today! Zhang Fu said with a smile.

Everyone is a martial artist. Although they have different positions in their hearts, they do not prevent them from appreciating each other. Among the guards of the Eastern Palace, Zhang Fu and Fu Rang are the most friendly. However, this is the first time they come to his house.

What do you say! Fu Rang opened the food and said with a smile, I will give you a farewell!

Zhang Fu's smile suddenly frozen, and he lowered his head and said, Brother Fu, don't be embarrassed by me!

You know how to be ashamed! Fu Rang laughed loudly, he knew how to be so stupid today! He lied to His Highness in front of outsiders and in front of his own people. As he said that, he said, "That is, His Highness is merciful. If you change to another master, can you save your life?"

Zhang Fu said ashamed, I am ashamed of beingtrayed by heaven!

You also know how ashamed! Fu Rang said again, but you still hurt Your Highness's heart!

I... Zhang Fu was speechless for a moment and had to pause and sigh.

You not only hurt Your Highness's heart, but also let Your Highness lose his reputation for being unknown, and even let Your Highness down. Fu Rang ate a bite of the donkey meat.

But I...ah! Zhang Fu sighed again.

Fu Rang slowly filled the two of them with strong wine and looked at his eyes. I knew what you were thinking and what you were going to say. We warriors are right to be loyal and righteous. Loyalty and righteousness are our roots, but for the sake of the grace of the old days, you ignored His Highness's kindness, right?

Zhang Fu lowered his head deeply, and the shadows on the wall shrank into a ball.

And you! Fu Rang pointed at him and did something unjust, not thinking about how to make up for it, but just wanted to leave. Is this what a man should do?

How can I make up for it? Zhang Fu suddenly looked up and said to the side of His Highness...

Damn, you are ashamed, what else can you do to Your Highness? Fu Rang cursed, Oh, did you think that your Highness has never happened? Could you let Your Highness continue to talk and laugh with you and continue to let you guard the East Palace?

Zhang Fu was completely puzzled and looked confused.

I really want to slap you! Fu Rang tear the donkey meat and poured a sip of wine. I know you were born, your father turned out to be an official from Dayuan. The King of Yan knew people and used them. Your family was grateful!

But don’t forget that your Zhang family is a minister of the Ming Dynasty, and the crown prince is our Eastern Palace crown prince!
Chapter completed!