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Chapter 194

Prince Zhong was still sitting on the horse's back, looking at the sun slanting west in the distance, and sighed, "I was able to play the Nine Eagles' Moon Exploration on the horse's back, but now, I even need someone to help me get on and off the horse."

Yuan Zheng only knew that Prince Zhong's half of his leg was lost in a siege with the Western Qiang. The specific situation was unknown, so he said calmly: "Sun Bin lost his legs and could be strong. He wanted to kill Qingji with one arm. It can be seen whether the hero or not has nothing to do with this. On the contrary, many people with sound body fled against the enemy and bowed their knees. Such people seem to be complete, but in fact they lack a backbone."

Prince Zhong laughed "haha" on the horse's back, "You kid, I like you more and more!"

He stretched out his hand, Yuan Zheng immediately supported him halfway and got off the horse, then took the crutch from the entourage beside him, and respectfully delivered it to Prince Zhong.

Xiao Qi also rushed over to help Prince Zhong.

Prince Zhong put one hand on Xiao Qi's shoulder and leaned on the crutches in the other hand, and slowly walked towards the main guest seat with one leg.

"When you see you today, what do you think of the Wen family?" Prince Zhong and Yuan Zheng were chatting.

"The fortune of the literary family can guarantee at least three generations of failure." Yuan Zheng said firmly.

"Oh?" Prince Zhong was surprised that Yuan Zheng gave such a high evaluation, "Why?"

"Looking at the fortune of a family, it is similar to the fortune of a country, mainly in terms of energy." Yuan Zheng talked happily, "First, the Wen family banquet is so large, but it is organized everywhere, many but not chaotic. Almost every servant has his own clear responsibilities, which shows that there are extremely rules and this is grand; again, the children of the Wen family are all good at riding and shooting, understand the six arts, and are vigorous and harmonious. It can be seen that the Wen family is very dedicated to cultivating descendants, which is a spirit; and there is a necessary condition to do these, that is, you must have enough wealth."

Prince Zhong nodded frequently when he heard this, his eyes bent into a line, "Interesting, interesting, especially wealth, haha, look at this garden, it is more laborious and expensive than digging a few rivers and moving a few rockery, so today's banquet will have to burn a lot of money!"

Yuan Zheng nodded and said, "The prince is just a kid. He knows the literary family better than the kid."

Seeing that he was about to arrive in front of the guest seat, Mr. Wen, who was sitting by Cui Geng chatting with him, hurriedly got up to greet him.

Mr. Wen has dark skin, deep eyebrows and eyes, shrewdness, wide and tall shoulders. Even though he is old, he can still see that he must be a strong and tough guy when he is young.

Prince Zhong waved his hand to him, signaling that he didn't have to come over, and continued to say to Yuan Zheng: "According to you, with the support of the Wen family, there will be no danger in attacking the Western Qiang?"

Yuan Zheng said respectfully: "I dare not say that there is no danger, but the chance of victory will increase greatly. At least with Mrs. Wen's influence in Tuyuhun, it is not difficult to win over Tuyuhun."

Since he has confirmed that Prince Zhong has the intention to fight for the throne, he has become more bold in speaking in front of Prince Zhong. Even if Prince Zhong doesn't say it, he can speak according to his deepest thoughts.

Sure enough, Prince Zhong remained silent after hearing these words.

Mr. Wen insisted on coming over to welcome Prince Zhong, Xiao Qi made way out, Mr. Wen personally helped Prince Zhong forward, and said with a smile: "The prince's heroic appearance on the horse is not as good as that of the past!"

"Haha!" Prince Zhong laughed, "I'm afraid that's not what the horse thinks. Now my body can ride your horse into a camel!"

Mr. Wen also laughed, "The prince still likes to tell jokes with the past."

"But then again, if it weren't for your garden, I would have been very difficult for me to experience this feeling of riding a horse on the grassland again." Prince Zhong sighed sincerely.

"We people in the northwest are not as meticulous as those in the south of the Yangtze River. We can't build gardens. It's enough to have a grassland. If the prince likes it, he will come to our grassland every day to walk his horse." Mr. Wen replied with a smile, and while speaking, he arrived at the bonfire where the guest of the host sat.

Yuan Zheng took the crutch handed over by Prince Zhong, and Master Wen helped Prince Zhong sit down.

Prince Zhong sat cross-legged, pointed to the cushion beside Xiao Qi and said to Yuan Zheng, "Sit down and rest for a while, too."

As he said that, he said to Mr. Wen: "I want to come every day. Your Marco really has to protest, hahaha."

Yuan Zheng thanked him properly, and met Cui Geng, who was sitting on the other side of Prince Zhong, and sat down with Xiao Qi.

Immediately, a maid came over to pour horse milk wine and oil tea for the two of them.

Most of the circle was still empty. On the bonfire in the middle, a roasted lamb with oil was already set up, with a fragrant smell.

While drinking horse milk wine, Cui Geng asked Prince Zhong with a slanted eye, "You take this kid away every day. Those who don't know would think you want to recruit a son-in-law, and you are not afraid that the Grand Tutor will cause trouble for you."

Yuan Zheng smiled slightly and glanced at the person who had been in control of the government for nearly 20 years. His round face was rich, his nose was round, and his eyes were also round. He spoke round and his eyes were round and turned, and he was well maintained. He looked like he was only thirty or forty years old, and he didn't feel powerful, but he was very pleasing.

Prince Zhong smiled and said, "I finally won a good seedling from your literati camp. Of course, I have to show off my good looks. But I don't have a daughter, otherwise I will be really worried. That boy Wen San is not bad, and this boy Yuan Si is not bad. Which boy do you think is the best son-in-law?"

Mr. Wen smiled and continued, "The old minister has a daughter, but I'm afraid the prince won't look down on me!"

Yuan Zheng pursed his lips when he heard this. It seemed that these two were lovers and concubines. However, Young Master Liang was quick to kill him. The Wen family was one step too late. After a verbal engagement that was not painful, the Wen family was afraid that he would feel itchy when he saw it.

Yuan Zheng pondered for a while, and talked about the scenery there again.

Cui Geng took a sip with a bowl of horse milk wine, smashed it, and sighed: "If I could travel to the grasslands of Xijiang in my lifetime, it would be worthwhile!"

"It's not easy for you to go?" Prince Zhong smiled, took the lychees peeled by the maid behind him, and teased: "Retire yourself and return home, bring the beautiful family in your mansion with you, and wander around the world, Western Xinjiang, South China Sea, and Japan, wherever you want."

Cui Geng's round frog eyes bulged and said embarrassedly: "Hey, you know how to tell jokes. The old minister has been with the official family for so many years. How could he give up the official family and leave at the critical moment of such a great enemy? The old minister is definitely not the kind of person who is treacherous!"

Cui Geng's mouth is poor, and his mouth is very fast, and he keeps talking. Yuan Zheng knows why Cui Shiyi is talking.

He wanted to laugh when he turned his head and saw that Xiao Qi beside him had already covered his mouth and slid himself.

Seeing Yuan Zheng looking at him, Xiao Qi put down his hand and blinked at him, "Fourth Master, let's go there to play too?"

He could not sit still.

Yuan Zheng smiled slightly, "What do you want to play with the little marquis?"

"My father asked me to listen to them." Xiao Qi murmured quietly, "What's the good thing about chatting with a few old men? Let's sit for a while and leave."
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