It was just getting dark, lights were on everywhere but people were still awake. This was the time when the scenery was most prosperous.
When Zhu Gaoxu walked out of the dining room, he heard a touching call, "Prince Gaoyang." He stopped and turned around, and saw Miao Jin quickly following him, so he turned around and saluted.
Miao Jin said to the eunuchs beside her, "You go back and serve His Majesty. I will escort Prince Gaoyang out of the inner hall." The two eunuchs handed over the lanterns and said, "Yes."
So Zhu Gaoxu and Miao Jin walked slowly towards the gatehouse of the inner hall, one behind the other. Miao Jin looked preoccupied, and his originally noble face now looked a bit sad.
Zhu Gaoxu felt that he had thousands of words to say to her, including his apology for imprisoning her for a year, when she was released, Jingqing's surrender, etc., but for a moment, in the inner hall of Prince Yan's Mansion, he There is no way to start talking a
In the distance, the sound of wooden clappers could be heard, "It's midnight, three o'clock in the morning, everything is fine..."Zhu Gaoxu continued to sit in the dark for a long time, and finally stood up.He first took out a piece of incense from his cloth bag, then blew on the fire stick to light the incense, while turning his head to watch by the light of the fire. After the incense was lit, he held his breath, inserted the incense into the gap between the wooden tables not far away, and then covered the fire stick. He immediately walked out of the house and closed the door tightly.Zhu Gaoxu carried a cloth bag on his back and a high stool in his hand. He quietly groped his way out of the house, walking forward carefully, sticking close to the wall.Walking out of the alley, there was a lamp at the gate of the mansion in the distance, and the light was brighter. Zhu Gaoxu sometimes walked quickly, sometimes walked carefully, trying to stay in th
At daybreak, the streets were already full of people and there was a lot of noise. Many of them were from nearby areas, and they all ran out after hearing the shouts of fire. At this time, the fire was slow to put out, and the fire could easily spread and affect many nearby houses.Groups of soldiers in armor had blocked all the intersections, and the onlookers could not get close. There were some discussions in the crowd, "Is the fire out?" "I heard it's not out, many water trucks came and went, blocking the street over there..."The fire destroyed several houses nearby, but fortunately, before the fire spread, someone shouted and the people ran out of their houses. The worst-hit house was the one where Qu Neng and his son lived, with only the earthen walls left and the roof completely collapsed.Two officials were questioning a few embarrassed soldiers, when an old monk with triangular eyes stepped down from a gorgeous carriage. The officials came forward
In the chilly spring, the early morning in Peking was shrouded in a smoky mist, and the distant view was blurry.In the front hall of Prince Yan's Mansion, there stood a monk in a cassock, Yuan Gong in a sorcerer's robe, and Jin Zhong in a round-necked black gauze hat.Zhu Di, wearing a five-clawed dragon robe, walked up to the throne, turned around, and looked at the scene outside the hall thoughtfully.Yao Guangxiao stepped forward and clasped his hands together and said, "Your Majesty, those two corpses were burnt to the point of being broken into pieces when touched. The poor monk went to check it out in person, but it was difficult to determine whether they were the bones of Qu Neng and his son. The poor monk thought that it was also the bones of Qu Neng and his son. Maybe there is someone outside to help, and Qu Neng and his son are not dead!""Who will support Qu Neng and his son?" King Yan asked.No one said a word in the hall for a while
In a trance, he recalled the old things in his previous life in the depths of his dusty memory. When he was a child, his Chinese was not very good, and he had a hard time writing diaries and essays every time. However, he soon found a routine, which was to pick a trivial thing at random, and then two villains appeared in his mind, representing the fight between good and evil... Although the good side won every time, the number of words was soon enough.Unexpectedly, he really became a contradictory person when he grew up. He was an introverted and precocious child in his childhood. When he grew up, he encountered injustices and became an angry young man.So sometimes he is very rational, calm and reasonable, and he admires those tall and graceful people. He also has many hobbies that make him feel good, such as growing flowers. But once he gets emotional, he tends to be extreme and violent.So when he knew that his girlfriend in his previous life was going t
There was a lot of activity in the front hall of the Prince of Yan's mansion, when a eunuch came over. He had a round, short face, high cheekbones, and was not very good-looking, but almost no one in the mansion dared to look down on him, because he was Zheng He, who had blocked arrows for the emperor in the Battle of Zhengcunba!Ji Gang and other Jinyiwei soldiers wore lavender round-necked robes and square scarves on their heads, dressed like ordinary followers."Greetings, Eunuch Zheng." Ji Gang clasped his fists.Zheng He also bowed slightly in return, and walked past the two rows of big men, looking at them one by one. Ji Gang said, "Eunuch Zheng, I have checked the ancestors of these people for eighteen generations! They are strong and have martial arts skills."After hearing this, Zheng He said in a deep voice, "The emperor has just ascended the throne, and the rebels are still there. You must be cautious and not let them take advantage of the s
From the old temple on the hillside, the sound of "Hahaha..." could be heard from time to time, but there was no one around, and the laughter suddenly seemed very strange and scary.Qu Neng leaned his back against the mountain wall and walked quietly to the door. Qu Liangcai immediately followed him and bent down to pick up a stone.Qu Neng quickly poked out one eye and took a look, and saw several people inside. Two women were huddled in the corner; there were about five men sitting in front of a fire, drinking wine, with gold and silver bars scattered all over the floor."I'll go in first, Liangcai, protect my back." Qu Neng turned around and whispered, and Qu Liangcai nodded. The eunuch Wang Gui didn't know martial arts, so he hid behind and looked around without making any sound.As soon as he finished speaking, Qu Neng had already jumped out. The men were still sitting on the ground. Qu Neng rushed over, but his fists couldn't reach them, so he ki
The mighty procession of infantry, cavalry, and ceremonial guards marched southward, and the emperor was in a four-horse carriage, busy as he traveled. Zhu Di had only been on the throne for a month, and was already very tired from the countless memorials and speeches, the forces from all over the country, and the various people he had to deal with.There was no smile on his face, as if becoming emperor was not as joyful as he had imagined...After a large number of troops arrived in the capital, Zhu Gaoxu received an oral order from the emperor to move to the mansion where the Prince of Yan used to live, which was the house where the brothers lived when they were imprisoned in the capital in the early years of Jianwen. This was the idea of Princess Xu, who said that Gaoxu was going to get married and many people had just died in Lianying's mansion, so it was unlucky to live there.However, there were already some slaves and maids guarding the Prince of Yan'
"Sha, sha, sha..." There was a noise coming from the study in the Jing Mansion, which could be heard if you got close.Miao Jin walked to the door of the study, pushed it open and went in, and saw Jing Qing sharpening a dagger! Jing Qing turned around, glanced at Miao Jin, and continued sharpening the dagger without saying a word.Miao Jin turned pale. When she saw the weapon her father was holding, she concluded that her father had no chance at all! This matter would only be a waste of life.This is not Jing Qing's fault. Jing Qing was a Jinshi, and he could write articles and be an official. It was difficult for him, a scholar, to be an assassin. For example, in Beijing, Jing Qing asked Miao Jin to plot an assassination, but none of the plots worked, let alone asking him to do it himself.After Jing Qing had sharpened the knife, he tried on his official uniform. Holding the dagger, he busied himself looking for a place to hide it, sometimes putting i