But then, he packaged the letters in separate envelopes.

"The letters are all collected, and someone will send one out every day from now on." Yu Jingdu instructed him personally.

Hearing the words in person, he hurriedly collected the letter carefully, and didn't ask any more questions.

Yu Jingdu sat in front of the desk for a while, and then instructed the courtier, "Open the window for some air."

"His Royal Highness, it's cold outside, I'm afraid you'll get cold again if you open the window." Gong Ren said.

"It's okay." Yu Jingdu said.

The palace servant did not dare to disobey him when he heard the words, so he could only open two windows farther away from him.

I don't know if it was the effect of the cold wave, but the sky is a little hazy today.

Yu Jingdu walked to the window and stood there for a moment, only to feel a faint pain in his heart.

But he knew that the dull pain was not inspired by the cold.

Yu Jingdu took the handkerchief out of his arms, then put it between his nose and sniffed, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

On this side, he "spoofed" the handkerchief back from Rongzhuo, but unfortunately, Rongzhuo's breath has not been found on it for too long.

Probably because of the influence of his old illness, Yu Jingdu was very upset these days, and he always wanted to find something to comfort him.

But in the huge palace, and even the entire capital, he couldn't find anything...

In the end, he could only take out the letter that Rong Zhuo wrote to him yesterday, put it in his nose and sniff it, but unfortunately the letter only smelled of ink and rice paper.

Yu Jingdu was helpless, opened the letter and read it again. Rong Zhuo has become more and more lazy recently, and the content of his reply has become shorter and shorter. Sometimes he can only write those two sentences to perfunctory him, but he has a bit of his style of writing letters.

Yu Jingdu couldn't help laughing bitterly, thinking, what's wrong with the little dandy learning something from him?

Do not learn this!

"His Royal Highness, there is news from Yuzhou."

Yu Jingdu closed the window casually, "Let him come in."

Not long after, a spy came in and saluted Yu Jingdu.

Afterwards, he reported the current situation of Yuzhou to Jingdu one by one.

Li Feng, who was far away in Yuzhou, was very cautious. He did not send a letter to him. Instead, he directly ordered the person who sent the letter to verbally relay it to Yu Jingdu, so as to avoid accidents in the middle and news leaks.

"The people who weren't sent by the royal father noticed the difference?" Yu Jingdu asked.

"No." The spy said hurriedly, "Our people all follow the Duan family's caravan. The shopkeeper of the Duan family's caravan is afraid that someone will raise suspicions, so he specially cooperates with the Yuzhou business. Eighty percent of the caravan is from Yuzhou. , will never be suspicious.”

Yu Jingdu nodded when he heard the words, "Since the evidence is almost ready, let Li Feng and the others come back as soon as possible. This king has asked Si Tianjian, there will be a heavy snowfall in Yuzhou in a few days, so they must be there. Leave before it snows."

In winter, the weather is cold, and once snow falls, the carriage and horses will be hindered.

At this time, Yu Jingdu didn't want to take this risk. It would be bad if the time to return to Beijing was delayed.

Yu Jingdu ordered a few more words, and then sent people to rest.

As dusk approached, Rong Zhuo's letter was delivered.

Yu Jingdu opened the envelope full of anticipation, and found that Rong Zhuo's reply today was more perfunctory than before. He only complained about the cold weather and said nothing else. At the end of the letter, Rong Zhuo also drew a picture of squatting on the ground and curling up. The villain probably wanted to express that he was cold.

Yu Jingdu stared at the little man with a simple pen for a while, and couldn't help but imagine that the little dandy was shivering from the cold.

"Can't Jiang Jiyan's house be able to burn charcoal? It's so cold?" Yu Jingdu put away the letter, "Let someone take some money from this king's private treasury and buy some charcoal for Jiangfu for the winter."

The dark guard who delivered the letter heard that His Highness was a little unhappy, and hurriedly explained for Jiang Jiyan: "Your Highness, Young Master Rong has been learning archery with other brothers recently, probably because he has been outside for a long time, so he will Feeling cold?"

"Learn archery?" Yu Jingdu asked, frowning.

"Yeah, this matter was actually started by Young Master Duan. The last time His Highness ordered a few brothers to play with him, and he was familiar with others, so he asked his family to teach him archery. Young Master Rong found it interesting, That's why I learned along with it." An Wei said.

"How long has he been studying?" Yu Jingdu asked.

"It will take two or three days."

Yu Jingdu thought for a while, thinking that Xiao Wanqian seemed to be more and more perfunctory when he replied to him two or three days ago.

Now it seems that the other party has no intention of caring about him because he has a new hobby?

"He learned archery, why didn't he mention it to this king?" Yu Jingdu said, with a bit of annoyance in his tone.

The dark guard's expression was very embarrassed when he heard the words, he hesitated for a while and didn't know how to answer, he could only stand in the same place with his eyes and nose and heart.

After traveling between Jiang Mansion and Yu Jingdu for so long, no one should know that their Highness's thoughts on Young Master Rong are a bit special. As dark guards, they won't go to the root of His Royal Highness's thoughts, but as subordinates, they must have some ability to watch words and feelings. Otherwise, they will touch the bad head of His Royal Highness King Yan, and they will have nothing good to eat.

"Forget it, go and rest."

Yu Jingdu waved his hand to dismiss the person, his eyes fell on the perfunctory letter, and his mood was very complicated.

Rong Zhuo is naturally happy to have new friends and things he likes to do. But in addition to being happy, he still felt a little sour when he thought that Xiao Wanqian didn't even write him a good letter for other things.

The next day, the first snow of winter fell in the capital.

The snow was not big, but it covered the roof and branches with a thin layer of white.

I don't know if it was because of the cold, Yu Jingdu woke up early in the morning and coughed up blood.

The palace people were so frightened that they hurriedly invited Imperial Physician Wu over.

"Your Highness, when do you want to wait until then before taking the medicine?" Doctor Wu asked after checking his pulse.

"Before the fourth brother Guanli." Yu Jingdu said.

Imperial Physician Wu had probably guessed his plan before, but it wasn't surprising.