In a moment the Lord smiled again, and the melancholy in his eyes was replaced by hope.

"Hu Yushi, I'm just waiting to hear your good news. Come, drink tea. ”

The Lord picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip of intoxication, just like Hu Zigan.

He also wanted to feel the taste of his hometown, but unfortunately this cup of tea did not give him what he wanted.

Hu Zigan played the actions of Zhu Zhang, the king of Qin, in Qin, with precision, on the surface, it seemed painless and itchy, it was all rumors, but in fact, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't ignore it at all. He called Zhu Biao to him.

"Have you heard about your second brother?" Zhu Yuanzhang didn't say "King Qin", but said "second brother", and some blamed Zhu Biao - how much did he care about his own brother?

"Father, what's going on? The second brother is in trouble? Zhu Biao's expression was anxious, which was in Zhu Yuanzhang's arms.

"Hmph, what has your second brother been doing all these years, do you know?"

"He? Stabilize the northwestern frontier. ”

"That was a few years ago, and I asked about these years."

"I don't know...... Erchen only heard that he liked cockfighting. ”

"You can't indulge in your desires, you can't be happy. Now the children of Qindi all know that 'cockfighting is better than reading, and feathers are fighting for heroes', do you say that there can be more champions, lists, and flowers? ”

"Father, the son has not heard of ......"

"It's not just children, the princes and nobles don't love money, they don't love power, they only love chickens! If you let your second brother go to the battlefield now, I'm afraid he will bring not soldiers but chickens, right? ”

Zhu Biao frowned tightly and stopped talking.

"I also knew about King Qin's hobby of cockfighting, I thought it was just like me playing Go, just relaxing after being busy, but I didn't expect ......"

"Father's anger! The second brother has always behaved according to the rules, and his knowledge is high, and his sons don't believe that the second brother will be so ridiculous. Erchen is willing to go to Xi'an to understand the truth! ”

"Go to Xi'an in person?" Zhu Yuanzhang remembered the minister's advice to move the capital to Xi'an, he pressed his right hand on his head, propped his right elbow on the table, and bowed his head in contemplation.

After a while, he raised his head: "It's okay, you go and find out if those gossips are true, the younger brothers still respect you, the eldest brother, and don't dare to make a mistake." If King Qin really overstepped the rules, you can do it yourself as a result of the punishment or the crime. ”

"Yes, Father! Erchen must investigate this matter strictly to set an example! ”

"Well, there's one more thing, the matter of moving the capital."

"My father wants his sons to inspect whether Xi'an can be the capital?" Zhu Biao quickly guessed Zhu Yuanzhang's thoughts.

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, touched his gray beard and said, "I am old, and my energy is not as good as when I went to Bianliang before, I will leave this matter to you." ”

"Father, rest assured, the son should check it out in detail!"

A small emerald green porcelain vase was turned upside down in Concubine Shu's hand, and from time to time it was repeatedly stroked by five white but already old fingers.

Xiaoyun walked in with a basin of cold water: "Niangniang, on this hot day, wipe your sweat!" ”

"Well, don't get it wet." Concubine Shu pointed to a folding fan on the case with a small porcelain vase.

"Mother, when did this fan come out? Did anyone come just now? ”

"Open it and take a look!" Concubine Shu's face was full of pride, as if she was showing off her masterpiece.

The folding fan depicts a strong, big-footed woman running fast with a man on her back. The man was dressed in the placket that sergeants usually wear, and his feet were wearing riding boots, and his thighs were stained red with blood.

"Ahh Xiaoyun covered his mouth in surprise.

"Recognize it, huh? Hahaha! Good! Good! Concubine Shu picked up the fan, sometimes nodded, sometimes shook her head, "I haven't painted for a long time, and some brushstrokes are fresh." ”

Xiaoyun hurriedly grabbed the fan and closed it, then walked outside the door again, looked around for a long time before entering the house and closing the door.

"Mother, beware of the ears on the wall!" Xiaoyun lowered his voice.

"Well, there's this." Concubine Shu handed the small emerald green porcelain vase to Xiao Yun.

"What is this?"

"The treasure I brought out when I left Shennong Palace, it was called 'Shennong Ding'. For more than twenty years, it has been lying in the dark corners of this palace, and now it is time for it to be revealed. ”

Concubine Shu opened the cap of the bottle, stared at the small mouth of the bottle, and said with a smile, "Xiaoyun, grind." ”

The emerald green powder of Shennongding fell into the black ink and became part of the ink.

It doesn't care about losing itself, as long as it can achieve the greatest value.

Concubine Shu dipped the brush in the newly prepared ink a few times, and delicately moved the brush to the far left side of the fan, and wrote: "The sixth day of the sixth month of the year of the Emperor."

When she was done, she looked at the seven words with satisfaction, and it was clear that they were the most dazzling part of the fan.

She pursed her red lips, blew lightly a few times, and when the handwriting was dry, she folded it up and handed it to Xiaoyun.

"Xiaoyun, don't open the folding fan again, so as not to hurt you. The letter and folding fan were quickly sent to Cikuo, the abbot of Xi'an Daci'en Temple. ”

Concubine Shu took out a letter from her wide sleeve and handed it to Xiaoyun.

Xiaoyun put away the folding fan and the letter, and walked out of the door quickly.

Concubine Shu came to the courtyard and looked up at the clear blue sky.

White clouds quietly cast their magic on her, one moment into peach blossoms that fell like red rain, and the other into mouth-watering lotus roots after washing away the sludge.

There are also a few faces, faces that can only be seen at such times.

Zhu Biao, the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, was anxious and rushed from Yingtian to Xi'an non-stop.

He dressed up as an ordinary businessman, and brought only one guard with him, Qingnong.

Qingnong is an orphan, one year younger than Zhu Biao. His mother is Zhu Yuanzhang's concubine and Wang Meiren's sister.

When Qingnong was seven years old, his parents died young, leaving him alone and unsupported.

Wang Meiren couldn't bear it and mentioned it to Zhu Yuanzhang.

After Zhu Yuanzhang saw Qingnong, he liked him very much, so he left him in the palace to accompany the prince.

Qingnong is handsome and intelligent. He grew up with Zhu Biao, studied with him, and practiced swords with him. The two of them were not just master and servant, but also friends.

Qingnon's talent in swordsmanship is particularly high, and he is the best among the Ouchi guards.

There is an endless stream of people rushing to Xi'an, especially these days.

Xi'an will host the "Four Seas Cockfighting Competition" in three days, which is the reason why the avenue leading to it is endless.

Post stations, tea stalls, inns, and even on the driveway, the topic of the "Four Seas Cockfighting Competition" is always the hottest and most sought-after.

Use it to negotiate with the boss, use it to make new friends, even if some arrogant rich people disdain to bargain, and don't want to make new friends, they still have to chat a few words, so as not to fall into the bad reputation of holding on to the defects and frogs at the bottom of the well.

After half the journey, Zhu Biao and Qingnong came to Ruyang.

They could have stayed in a luxurious inn for high-ranking officials in the post station, but Zhu Biao insisted on not taking up the manpower and material resources used to transmit information, so they found an inn next to the post station to rest.

They have never been lonely in this journey.

A pair of eyes stared at their figures from afar, and the four horses' hooves followed their steps unhurriedly.

Jing rode a white horse carrying him and a large wooden box on his back.

He was ordered by the lord to hand over the white horse and the large wooden box to the crown prince Zhu Biao of the current dynasty, and let the prince know that this was a generous gift from the king of Qin.

For Jing, this is not a difficult task. He knows how to be elusive.

From leaving the gates of Yingtian all the way to the post station in Ruyang, Jing did not attract anyone's attention, even though he rode a tall horse.

He knows what a lifetime is, and this small Ruyang Post Station is his destination.

The scenery is short and concise, and the tattoo is broken, which is very different from the usual Han people.

He came from the southernmost part of the Ming Dynasty, from the Nanyue Kingdom, which had been destroyed for more than a thousand years, and was a descendant of Zhao Xing, the fourth king of Nanyue.

He also has a dragon tattoo on his body, but only he can see it.

As a child, Jing found himself different from others.

His hair was always cut short by his mother, so he received a lot of rejection and ridicule.

However, this is not just a bad thing, strength and independence have always been close to him.

He never screamed or cried, and his endurance was amazing, like an all-encompassing sea, which could gather hundreds of rivers and hold a thousand sails.

However, as a seven or eight-year-old child, he did not have this deep understanding of himself.

He attributes the benefits of short hair to the simplicity of cleaning, and holds it firmly as a weapon.

When the other children were washing their hair and being torn to tears because their hair was too long, he saw his sharp weapon shining.

When he first reached adulthood, Jing's father and mother couldn't wait to tattoo a dragon on him.

They told him that it meant that he had grown up to face the difficulties of life and take on the responsibilities of the family on his own.

At first he didn't know what it meant, but he soon did.

His father and mother told him a big secret.

The secret was so mysterious that he still couldn't understand why he did what his father and mother told him.

He learned that their family was the descendant of Zhao Xing, the king of Nanyue. In a palace coup, their ancestors, Zhao Xing, the king of Nanyue, and the empress dowager Hu died at the hands of Lü Jia, the minister of Nanyue.

Then Lu Jiali Shuyang Marquis Zhao Jiande became king.

After that, Xiangguo Lü Jia and Shuyang King Zhao Jiande were captured by Lu Bode, a Fubo general sent by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

Since then, the entire state of South Vietnam has perished.

Jing, as a descendant of Zhao Xing, the king of Nanyue, has the responsibility that he must assume as an adult - revenge and restoration.

First of all, Lu Jia is their number one enemy, so he can't associate with the surname Lu, regardless of whether that person is Lu Jia's descendant or not.

Moreover, Zhao Jiande, the Marquis of Shuyang, is also their enemy, and it is very likely that Lu Jia, the minister of state at that time, and Zhao Jiande, the Marquis of Shuyang, colluded and plotted against each other. Otherwise, Lu Jia would not have had the courage to dare to kill the queen.

Therefore, he is also not allowed to associate with the surname Zhao.

But he himself has the surname Zhao, and his parents, his brothers and sisters are all surnamed Zhao, so he must be careful to remove his relatives from the surname Zhao.

In the end, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty destroyed the Nanyue Kingdom, and the entire Central Plains region was their enemy.

He was not allowed to associate with any of them. The revival of South Vietnam was his only friend.