The sky had been clear for several days, and now it was clear and peaceful, with no sign of rain. Occasionally, a bird with a snow-white belly flew across the sky, and the huge Han Palace was unusually peaceful.
The sky was clear and Zhu Gaoxu stood at the door of the study, but in his hallucination he seemed to see lightning in the sky and hear thunder in the sky.
He thought: On a rainy day, the thunder of the natural discharge will be delayed, and it will take a while before you can hear it...
Perhaps many things are like this, the wider and more complicated the matter is, the more obvious the delay in the effect will be? And there is no regret, just like the lightning in the clouds, the thunder may be late, but it will definitely be heard!
It is like steering a large ship. After turning the rudder, the ship has to turn slowly. The direction is also difficult to adjust in time. If you steer the ship only after discovering a reef, it may be too late.<
Two days later, heavy fog suddenly fell in Fucheng, Yunnan. Zhu Gaoxu walked out of the Chengyun Gate and walked on the wide brick floor. His eyes were so white that he couldn't even see the front hall in the distance. He felt a little weird in his heart, but he was very sure: as long as he kept walking forward, the front hall, Chengyun Hall, would definitely appear.Sure enough, the majestic silhouette of Chengyun Hall appeared in the mist. Zhu Gaoxu went straight to the study and saw the eunuch Wang Gui and a strange man waiting at the door. Upon asking, it turned out to be a servant sent by Mu Sheng.Zhu Gaoxu took the letter presented by the servant, tore it open and saw a few short words written on it: If the King of Han is free, can we meet in private today? How was the place where we met last time?After reading it, Zhu Gaoxu immediately said to the servant who delivered the letter without hesitation, "Go back and tell your master in half an hour."
On the official road outside the Qujing Military and Civilian Government, pedestrians left the road and watched. The army, lined up like a long dragon, occupied the official road. The orderly footsteps of different rhythms from far and near echoed with the hooves of horses running on the roadside. Countless wide-brimmed iron helmets shone faintly in the sun and swayed everywhere. It was a huge scene.The official road passed outside the city gate. Many soldiers from the military and civilian government on the city wall were also watching and saw that the vanguard of the troops on the road was already heading towards the city gate.The Ming army's helmets and clothes were all similar, and it was impossible to tell where they were from just by looking at the soldiers. However, the flags of this group of people had the words "Ma", "Ming", "Yuezhou Guard Commander" and so on written on them, and the officials on the city wall had already figured out that they were sol
In the courtyard east of the study in the front hall, the lush peach and plum trees rustled in the wind. The sky was cloudy and bright, making it difficult to tell whether it was morning or afternoon. However, Zhu Gaoxu had been here the whole morning, so he knew it was afternoon.He barely slept last night, so he took a nap in a corridor room this afternoon. When he woke up, he wanted to eat again, so Du Qianrui went to the kitchen and cooked a table of dishes for him.Dishes were delivered to the corridor room one after another, gradually filling up the desk. This room was certainly not a dining room, but Zhu Gaoxu was in the Han Palace, and he could do whatever he wanted and eat wherever he wanted, without any reason.There were dozens of small plates of golden thread fish meat and dishes stacked together. Golden thread fish was something Zhu Gaoxu liked to eat after he became a vassal, because he had never eaten it anywhere else before. The meat was part
A few days passed by, and the Han Palace finally issued an unreasonable order, asking the civil and military officials of Yunnan Prefecture, as well as the prefects, military and civilian commanders, and guard commanders from surrounding areas to go to the Han Palace the day after tomorrow to offer sacrifices to the spirit of the late emperor.The Mid-Autumn Festival had already passed by this time, and during this period, Zhu Gaoxu was not just waiting.He did a lot of things, but he didn't leave Kunming again. For example, he sent a team of 100 people disguised as a merchant gang to Dousha Pass in advance yesterday.Originally, everyone discussed and decided that the army would not take the Wuchi Road. There were several sections on that road where neither cars nor horses could be used, so the march would be very slow and prone to congestion. However, there were only three roads from Yunnan to Sichuan, so it was not a bad idea to first take down the import
The sky in the east was just turning white, and the morning light and the light of the lanterns complemented each other, creating a beautiful color in the cool mist. The earth was between awakening and not awakening, as if covered by a veil, and everything was so peaceful.It is difficult to tell from this scenery that today is the day when the Han Palace is offering sacrifices to the late emperor.There are more than 130 houses on both sides of the three main halls of the Han Palace, namely Chengyun Hall, Yuan Hall and Cunxin Hall. Some of them are surrounded by small courtyards, while others are arranged in a row like barracks. The houses are of various styles and are scattered in an orderly manner. Most of them have hanging roofs, but they seem a bit low under the support of the three main halls.Qu Neng and his son lived in a small courtyard surrounded by corridors. After the people from Wushan Taoyuan arrived at the Han Palace, Zhu Gaoxu ordered the eun
The ancestral temple of the Han Palace is located in the southeast. The civil and military officials enter the Duanli Gate on the south side, and then turn right to see the main hall of the ancestral temple.Apart from the guards on duty at the gatehouse, there was nothing unusual in the palace. However, the screams of animals coming from the slaughterhouse added a bit of murderous atmosphere.The most learned person in the Chief Secretary's Office was Qian Xun, but he had already gone to Annan. The Right Chief Secretary Li Mo was originally the son of a centurion. He failed the archery and horse riding tests, so he used his connections to become a civil servant. His knowledge was even less than his martial arts. Li Mo's literary talent was probably not even as good as that of the unofficial Dianzhang Hou Hai.Mr. Li, the "Iron-Faced Man", doesn't care about etiquette.Therefore, there must be some minor errors in the etiquette of today's sacrificial r
The imperial palace in Beijing was in the cool autumn weather, with the clear and bright weather, as if it were in heaven.The Heavenly Palace, which took 26 years to build, was built with the finest materials, colorful paint and magnificent glazed tiles. Today, 15 years after its completion, it still looks new. It sparkles in the sun, and the sky and earth are clear and bright, making it very gorgeous.After Emperor Zhu Gaochi entered the Qianqing Gate, he insisted on walking to Kunning Palace. His legs are not in good condition. They seem to be different lengths and have some problems with the arches of his feet. Moreover, his body is very fat and heavy. Walking is simply a pain.But often people in the world always use this form to express a kind of piety by asking for hardship and actively experiencing pain.The person slightly behind Gao Chi was none other than Xu Huizu. Xu Huizu was Gao Chi's uncle, and he took the initiative to take the back sea
This post road leading to Yunnan Prefecture is very old. It was inherited from the Yuan Dynasty, and perhaps existed in the earlier Nanzhao Kingdom. The compacted dirt road has ruts on the surface, as well as smooth curves that have been worn down by people and horses repeatedly.The tall maple trees on both sides of the road block out the sun, and the orange-red branches and leaves are in perfect harmony with the colorful sunlight."Dong, Dong, Dong..." The deep and rough drumbeats evenly echoed on the unfathomable road. Along with them, there was also the orderly sound of "Cha, Cha..." footsteps. People did not deliberately make noise, but with more people, the footsteps gathered and became louder.The sound of drums and footsteps shook the ground, and orange-red maple leaves in the air fell one after another, with brilliant colors and flying orange and red. The wide-brimmed iron helmets on the ground were swaying in unison with the footsteps of the people