What's in the dark? Nothing.

Zhu Di walked alone in the streets and alleys of Yingtianfu. He was in the midst of boundless darkness. He couldn't hear anything, he couldn't see anything, he couldn't remember anything.

He is no stranger to such darkness, and such an abyss is actually very close to him. Each time he would huddle inside, the stagnation of all things and the complete void would heal his wounds.

After that, he will return to the fight, and no one even knows that he has fallen into darkness.

An old bustard, wearing heavy makeup and thinking about business, sped past him and bumped into his shoulder. She looked back and smiled apologetically, the gaudy fat powder snowflakes from her chapped wrinkles.

Zhu Di was displeased, it was she who brought him out of the darkness.

He found himself on the crowded Zhuangyuan Street, where the second brother's gloating laughter and the third brother's words of hiding needles seemed to drown out all sounds, entangled him like a poisonous snake.

"Fourth brother, what's yours is yours, don't think too much if it's not yours."

"Fourth brother, don't overestimate yourself, my father thinks you're not good enough to stand alone."

Zhu Di and his two elder brothers rushed from Fengyang to Yingtianfu to receive the vassal with joy. The second brother and the third brother got what they wanted, one was in Xi'an, and the other was in Taiyuan, but he was the only one who did not receive the domain.

His father didn't give him any explanation, and he didn't even meet him in person. He angrily ran to the queen mother to complain, but Queen Ma only said that he was still young and was not in a hurry to become a vassal, and would wait for two years.

No one cares about him as a prince, everyone pays all their attention to the crown prince, and even the second prince and the third prince can occasionally get the favor of their father, but what about him? It was as if he and his brothers were not born of the same mother.

If he's lazy and cynical, that's fine, but he's ambitious and wants to do something. He practiced cavalry and archery every day, studied military books hard, and was the first in all the exams given to them by teachers and the assessment of them by his father.

He didn't know why his father always turned a blind eye to his brilliance. In the past, he was young and didn't have his share in anything, but now that he is eighteen years old, he can do anything, but he has no chance.

He attaches great importance to the feudal domain, and he has long been prepared for this.

He studied the human geography of Beiping, learned the administrative measures of managing the land of one side, and learned the lessons of the vassal kings of the past and present.

Especially in the past two years, my father asked the three of them to go to Fengyang to exercise, go deep into the people, and experience their hard work and hardship.

Fengyang is where their grandparents are buried, and it is also the place where their father suffered from hunger and cold as a child. Zhu Di didn't dare to relax, didn't dare to waste a little time, kept in mind his father's precepts, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to becoming a king supported by the people.

Two years have passed, he has valuable practical experience, and he has a greater reward. His blood was boiling and his fighting spirit was high. He wants to leave the capital, leave his father and mother, and create brilliance in another world, so that his parents will be impressed.

However, all of this has come to an end today.

All his passions were overturned by a great wave, turning into a crumbling bubble that drowned him in the abyss of darkness.

One person after another passed by him, and he had never been thrown among so many people, Zhu Di felt a little dizzy.

He had some ideas that he had never dared to have, and he wanted to give up on himself and collapse. Maybe his father will give him the long-awaited pity and attention because of this, or maybe his father will realize that he is too harsh on him.

This thought made his heart feel much more comfortable.

A pair of eyes crossed in front of him, and no one recognized him, he was one of them. As he walked, Zhu Di found that there seemed to be someone behind him following him.

This isn't the first time. Since he was crowned King of Yan at the age of ten, his life has changed a lot.

At first, he was young and didn't think much about it. When he reached the age of fifteen or sixteen, especially in Fengyang, he found that someone was watching him.

Sometimes when he woke up at night, he heard movement in the yard and even saw a dark shadow in front of the window. He is silent, he is a calm and calm person, and the joy and sorrow are not obvious.

He secretly observed and deduced that the person who was following him was likely to be someone from the pro-military Governor's Mansion. First of all, they did nothing but follow him, did not disturb him, and did not intend to kill him. Moreover, he had seen the reflection of their weapons in the moonlight, which was the embroidered spring knife.

The pro-army Governor's Mansion specially collected intelligence for his father, and the captain was dressed in a flying fish suit with an embroidered spring knife at his waist. They can arrest anyone, including royal relatives.

Why are they stalking themselves? At first, Zhu Di didn't want to face the answer, but later he accepted the reality that his father didn't trust him.

He didn't care if the second and third brothers were also being followed by the captain, no matter what, he felt that there was a thick wall between him and his father.

He didn't tell anyone about it, including Queen Ma. What right does an untrusted person have to appeal? Besides, it was a great shame for him, and he couldn't say it. Although Ye Boju was disposed of by his father, his performance greatly affected his father's view of the feudal domain and his trust in his son.

He also tried to consider this matter from his father's point of view, and he understood his father's concerns, but if he was the emperor, he would never be as decisive as his father.

At the door of a tavern called Shilixiang, a drunk man squeezed Zhu Di into the tavern. He had just come to go with the flow and act recklessly today, so he didn't mind, gladly accepted and sat down in a corner.

He could see the whole tavern from his position, and if there was a lot of fun, he would not be able to sit here for two or three hours. He ordered a pot of wine and a pound of beef, and imitated the wild appearance of the other guests, drank wine in a large bowl, and ate meat in a big gulp.

In fact, the food and drinks here are not as bad as he thought. The daughter red has a strong aroma, the entrance is sweet and mellow, and the aftertaste is endless, which is comparable to the jade dew.

Taking a big sip, the aroma of wine spreads from the tip of his tongue to the root of his tongue, and the aroma is about to come out in an instant, making him flutter like a fairy. He couldn't wait to take two large sips, guessing that his troubles would be no match for the magic of the wine, and they would all disarm and surrender.

Sure enough, his father, Beiping, King Yan, and the Fan all disappeared from his eyes, and a delicate boy face and a chubby girl face appeared in front of him.

He didn't remember their names, or where he met them, but he knew that if they appeared to him now, he would tell them about his troubles.

"This son, there is a son in the private seat upstairs who invites you to go up and drink together." An old man dressed in silk satin and a big belly breaks into their threesome world.

This old man looks like he is not an official or a businessman, and he is very stylish, not like ordinary people. However, he was polite, humble and polite in front of Zhu Di. Does he know who I am? This thought drove away all the drunkenness.

"I'm more comfortable drinking here, so I don't go upstairs."

"Okay, Childe, then you drink slowly, and you won't bother in the future." The old man didn't persuade much, and then turned and went upstairs. Looking at the old man's back, it wasn't until he disappeared at the corner of the stairs that Zhu Di withdrew his gaze. He found himself sitting on his lap with his hands on his knees, and the debauchery of his previous form was gone.

Zhu Di smiled dumbly, and said secretly in his heart: "Zhu Di, Zhu Di, didn't you say that you want to act arbitrarily and without scruples?" It doesn't matter who knows who I am, or if it's someone in the palace, why are you cautious again? Aren't you going to be decadent to show your father? Wouldn't it be better to have acquaintances there, and the father would know sooner. ”

Although he thought so in his heart, Zhu Di still straightened his waist and did not half-lie on the table like at the beginning, indulging in the aroma of wine.

After a while, another person came down upstairs, with a beautiful crown and a light Qiu Bao belt, very rich. Looking at his appearance, I felt that he and the old man were eating at the same table.

He was about fifty years old, of medium height, neither fat nor thin. With a well-maintained and oily face, the energy he exudes throughout his body is absolutely unattainable for his peers.

Zhu Di recognized him, and this person was Li Chengyi, the younger brother of Li Shanchang, the prime minister of South Korea. Why is he here, and that bloated old man, is this tavern actually a gathering place for dignitaries?

Zhu Di looked around the store, he didn't even notice that the decoration here was rich and gorgeous, and it was definitely not comparable to an ordinary tavern.

The beams, pillars, tables and chairs are made of fragrant nan wood, which is second only to the golden silk nan wood used in the palace, which is finely carved and exudes bursts of fragrance. No wonder he was so intoxicated with the aroma of wine just now, maybe this Xiangnan is also contributing to the trouble.

Every three feet on the wall are a pair of high tables, and the porcelain on the high tables is made of white porcelain. There are plum vases, lion head bottles, gossip incense burners, Maitreya Buddha statues, etc., elegant and noble, if the white snow in the Ying, pure and unmixed.

On the long table near the window, there are four treasures of the study, for guests to chant poems and show their skills when they are drinking.

Zhu Di picked up the wine jug on the table and took a closer look, this is a white porcelain sticker pot from Dehua, the body of the pot is crystal clear, and the amber aged daughter red exudes an attractive color through the porcelain pot.

"Brother Xian drinks here alone, it is inevitable to be lonely, and Brother Fool takes the liberty of inviting Brother Xian to go upstairs to drink together." Li Chengyi had already come to his side, smiling and polite.

Zhu Di put down the white porcelain sticker pot, and his face was slightly gloomy. Li Chengyi dared to call him a "virtuous brother" and call himself a "foolish brother", when did they become brothers? He is the fourth prince of the world, does he also want to be a "prince"?