Outside the walls of the Guoshu Academy, the situation escalated further, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the capital, and the center of gravity of the capital was in the palace.

The imperial city has been completely blocked, the square full of tourists in the past is so empty that you can hear the echo of the wind, a group of gray and blue feathered pigeons soaring back and forth in the high sky, because of the new leader of the pigeon flock, I always feel that it is not as leisurely and calm as in the past, and there is a sense of panic that cannot be broken.

Just in front of the Donghua Gate that Zhu Di had broken into, the three layers of the Jinyi Guard and the outer three layers blocked the doorway, and the Jinyi Guard Qianhu on duty looked solemn, he stood on the second floor of the city gate, behind him was a waning moon, and the green glazed tiles of the Wenhua Hall were dim.

In the Wenhua Palace, when the center of the court gathered, everyone's faces were ugly, and there was a kind of sleepwalking blankness in grief, as if they were no longer important ministers who assisted the emperor in shepherding the world, but just a group of lost lambs who had lost their heads.

It is also because Emperor Zhu's figure is too majestic, and the central ministers are closest to him and are most deeply influenced by him, think about it, the majestic and insurmountable mountains in front of you, as if the sky and earth will block your view of the sun for a long time, who would have thought that one day it would suddenly collapse into the ground?

It's nothing more than that.

In the dim light, all the bigwigs were silent for a long time, and no one refused to be the first to speak. In the end, the officials who still held the real power were more confident, peeked at their colleagues, cleared their throats, and said tentatively: "What are we waiting for?" ”

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu is the oldest, and when he heard this, he glanced at him lightly, but was still silent.

The criminal department Shangshu smiled bitterly, and turned his eyes to the military department Shangshu, in this kind of stormy and critical moment, they have done everything that this group of scholars can do, but how effective it can be, whether it can be stable and stable in the court, these all depend on the deterrent power of the central army to the districts, in the final analysis, only with soldiers in their hands can they sit firmly in Diaoyutai.

The military department Shangshu is a thin middle-aged man, more bookish than the other people here, not at all like a soldier, but like a tenured professor at a university, with a pair of thin gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

His face was calm, he reached out and dusted off the hem of his purple robe, and raised his head to meet the heavenly officials of the ministry.

"Wait," he said lightly, "there's a guest from afar." ”

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"A Guest Comes from Far Away" is also the title of the latest editorial by Li Yindu, a reporter from Mingmin Daily. He lived up to the name of being bold and daring, and the first editorial uncharacteristically remembered the unpleasant Emperor Zhu, and this one analyzed the current political situation of the Ming Empire with great enthusiasm, but he differed from the views of most people, pointing out that the center of gravity of the political situation was no longer in the capital, and it was not these court officials in the capital who could decide the future, nor the vain Senate and parliament - but the princes who guarded the districts and the armies behind them that might be alienated from the central government.

Li Yindu wrote: "The disappearance of the crown prince, the decision of the four princes to leave the town guard and return to the capital was the first to give him an advantage. But people are not as good as heaven, and the sudden death of His Majesty the Emperor made this advantage suddenly become a disadvantage. At a time when every prince is seizing the time to master the army, how can the four princes, who are far away from the garrison of the Nineteenth District, respond? ”

"No matter what the future holds, all we can do at the moment is to wait, to wait for good or bad news from afar, to wait for the guests from afar: who is the first, who is the last, who is the original pioneer, and who is the final winner?"

The audience has already taken their seats, and the drama has appeared on the stage, this big scene, knowing that it is a song of Lao Ge to explain the boat, and the red leaves and green mountains and rivers are rapid. But when the wine wakes up at dusk, it is far away, and the sky is full of wind and rain to go down to the west building. ”

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In the middle of the night, Zhu Biao was awakened by a knock on the door, he turned over and sat up, and a bare-ass baby rolled off his chest.

The knock on the door stopped, Zhu Biao sat on the bed in a daze for a while, he had a fever, but his mind was not very clear, and he always felt that the inside of his head was sluggish and solidified, like steamed tofu with a layer of peanut crumbs.

Hungry......

There were footsteps and more than one person's conversation downstairs, Zhu Biao listened to his left ear and went out with his right ear, and he was only a little puzzled: Why could he hear it? Is the soundproofing of the bedroom bad?

He heard Zhu Di's voice, but he still didn't pay attention to what he said, but his tone was cold and abnormal, as if he had crushed the hard jade and mixed it with ice ballast, which made him stunned.

This is another side that Zhu Di has never shown in front of him, Zhu Biao instinctively curious, he jumped out of bed, supported the sleeping bare-ass baby with one hand, and held the wall with the other, and walked slowly down the stairs with some difficulty.

There was almost no sound when stepping barefoot on the thick carpet, but Zhu Di still found him immediately, Zhu Biao walked to the staircase, heard a "pop" sound, and the living room downstairs suddenly became brightly lit, Zhu Di, who was wearing an apricot yellow robe, walked from the light to the dark junction, with a faint expression, and looked up at him.

Because of his height, Zhu Biao rarely looked at the four princes from this angle, he looked at it a few more times with some surprise, and Zhu Di let him see it without urging, when he raised his head, his neck and prominent Adam's apple were exposed, and ordinary people would look weak in such a posture, but Zhu Di was still Yuan Yue Zhi, Yonghua was calm.

Seeing enough, Zhu Biao was finally willing to move and continue downstairs, the fourth prince saw his wolf bèi appearance supporting the wall, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he didn't see how he moved, and he appeared in front of Zhu Biao in the next second, bowed down and hugged him.

"Ahh Zhu Biao screamed hoarsely, his throat was so sore that it was burning, he covered his throat and said astringently, "No, no, let me down!" ”

Whether it was suddenly hugged by the princess, or the person who the princess hugged herself was the fourth prince, both of them scared him a lot.

Zhu Di ignored him, anyway, Zhu Biao was powerless to struggle, so he smoothly carried the person downstairs, put him in the large sofa on the east side of the living room, and pulled a velvet blanket to wrap him tightly from the neck down. During the period, he thought that the bare-ass baby in his arms was in the way, so he pulled it and threw it aside.

There was a "bang", and the bare-bottomed baby slammed into the wall head-on, and the masonry wall was suddenly knocked out of a big hole, and dust and mud fell down. His upper body was buried in a hole in the wall, and the lower half of his body was almost drowned in debris, but he still slept soundly, snoring constantly.

Zhu Di placed Zhu Biao, and personally carried the kettle and poured him a glass of water, Zhu Biao hurriedly took it with both hands.

He felt a sore throat when he drank water before, and he wanted to make a appearance with a water cup, but he saw Zhu Di standing in front of the sofa with his hands in his hands, as if he wanted to supervise him to finish drinking this glass of water. Brother Zhu wanted to cry without tears, so he had to slowly raise the water glass, slowly close it to his lips, and slowly suck it into his mouth through the gap between his teeth......

Zhu Di watched him finish drinking the entire glass of water with satisfaction, reached out to take the empty cup, and then turned sideways and let go of the crowd behind him.

A group of guests who had long been stunned by the interaction between him and Zhu Biao, almost had to lie down and pick up eyeballs all over the ground.

"Let me introduce you," the fourth prince said lightly, "They are all my subordinates in the Nineteenth District, and they have been with me for a short time. ”

Before he finished speaking, there was a strangely dressed man in the crowd who came out, bald and short-headed, Zhu Biao was also the first time to see this kind of dress in the retro trend of the Ming Dynasty, if he had to say it, it was a bit like a monk in the earth age.

Sure enough, he confirmed Zhu Biao's guess with one mouth.

"Amitabha, don't dare to bother the four princes," the bald young man with handsome eyebrows and eyes smiled and saluted Zhu Biaoheshi, "Poor monk Yao Guangxiao." ”