At the beginning of the night, the thieves outside the city hid in the camp all day without any movement, and those who didn't know thought they were confined.

Taiyuan City is also a lot quieter, most of the people who have been chatting in the sun and watching the excitement all day go home to eat and warm their beds, and the rest of the people who are wandering on the streets are either patrol officers and soldiers, or refugee groups.

The Jin Wangfu is still full of lights, the housekeeper is busy inside and outside the house, Zhang Luo has a big banquet in the evening, noon is the reception banquet, and the evening is the main seat, and I heard that the commander of the Jinyi Guard and the commander of the East Factory are coming, and they must be done.

In a side courtyard of the palace, the atmosphere was a little depressing, and Zhu Xianxuan sat in the main hall and had an awkward chat with several middle-aged men in their forties and fifties next to him.

The oldest man is almost fifty years old, white and fat, but his complexion is slightly worse, his brows are tightly locked, his words are unguarded, and he looks depressed, this person is Zhu Huihong, the son of Shen Wangfu (annotated later), and the uncles next to him are all his brothers, all of whom are Zhu Xianxuan's grandfathers.

Zhu Xiaoyong's escape this time was the initiative of the whole family, from Wang Shizi's brothers, wives and concubines and children to nearly 100 people, including many great-grandchildren of the same age as Zhu Xianxuan.

There is a saying that the palace is immortal and all are concubines, the old King Shen is immortal, and Zhu Huihong is always just a prince, even if he is old.

Now living here, my father was frightened and tired of driving in old age, and when he arrived at the palace of the king of Jin, he fell ill, and he took charge of the events on the scene.

Zhu Xianxuan immediately dared to come to visit after hearing the news, and the doctor told him that it was just too tired and it was not a big deal, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and after a few words of comfort, he returned to the lobby and started an awkward chat with the brothers of the prince.

How embarrassing it is to chat with a few grandparents, there is no need to go into detail, anyway, although Zhu Xianxuan is sitting in the hall, his mind has already drifted hundreds of miles away.

As for the brothers of King Shen, they also feel the same way, they are already in a broken house, and they have to face the nonsense of a vassal king of their grandchildren, how can they have any thoughts.

"I heard that Commander Wu and the factory supervisor returned to the house in the evening?" Zhu Huihong finally found a topic that made Zhu Xianxuan a little interested.

"Yes"

"Dare to ask Lord Jin, what kind of person is the factory superintendent?" In Zhu Huihong's impression, there is no good person in the Middle East factory, and the factory supervisor is even more vicious, such as Wei Zhongxian.

What kind of person is Chang Yu? Zhu Xianxuan raised his chin, frowned, and said for a long time before he said: "Strange person"

Kook? Several brothers in Shen Wangfu were stunned.

"In the evening, you will know when you see it."

The Jin Wangfu held a banquet to welcome the relatives of the family, rich in wine and food, high specifications, but unusually low-key, after all, it was too publicized in this background.

Shen Wang Zhu Xiaoyong was unwell and did not attend, and several brothers from Zhu Huiyuan, the son of the king, attended the banquet on behalf of their father to thank them.

In terms of accompanying guests, the standards were not lowered due to the absence of King Shen, and all the first and second leaders of the civil and military forces in Taiyuan City came, and Wu Mengming, the commander of the Jinyi Guard, also attended.

But only Chang Yu, the commander of the East Factory!

This made Zhu Xianxuan a little annoyed, obviously we still played and disappeared after the three of us told him, and after the banquet began, his family couldn't find a trace of Chang Yu's news, and he didn't even say a word about the busy scene.

Angry, Zhu Xianxuan felt embarrassed, even Zhu Huiyuan was a relative in his heart, sent people under the fence, and was looked down upon!

Of course, Chang Yu would not attend this kind of banquet, there are only two possibilities, Chongzhen made an order or he had a purpose, otherwise he would rather drink porridge with the soldiers at the head of the city than have an awkward conversation in the middle of a group of sour old men.

Of course, he is not at the head of the city now, but appears in the secret stronghold of Jinyiwei in the west of the city.

The assassination of Yuzao in the previous day shocked him to realize that the thief army was still ambushing a force in Taiyuan City, so he ordered the people of Dongchang and Jinyiwei to dig deeper, especially to find out how they were connected with the outside of the city.

Qin Xing, Zheng Xingguo and others, who were slapped in the face, held back the fire in their bellies, together with Jinyiwei, Dongchang, and the Yamen of the city, patrolling and arresting the ruffians and hooligans, and digging deep into the thieves and spies in the open and in the dark.

Although it is said that sealing the door is equivalent to catching turtles in the urn, tens of thousands of refugees in Taiyuan City are mixed with dragons and snakes, and it is very difficult to find out for a while.

However, the men and horses of several units joined forces, and after a day and a night of deep digging, they still gained some results, and captured six suspects, one of whom assassinated one who escaped that night.

Under the torture, the identities of the six people were all determined, but unfortunately because the leader was killed, the method of how to contact the outside of the city is still a mystery.

Standing at the door of the small courtyard, looking at the dark night, Chang Yu couldn't help but shudder, the ghost knew where a sharp arrow suddenly came from, which could kill him.

Of course, this fear is only for a moment, for example, at this time, it seems that there are only three or five people on his side, but in fact, within fifty meters of the surrounding area, there are no less than 100 people on the control, including archery masters such as Guo Ren.

Looking up at the sky, Chang Yu took a deep breath and went to the Jin Palace.

The palace feast was nearing the end, and suddenly heard that Chang Yu had arrived, and everyone hurried out of the palace to greet them.

This is the majesty of the Admiral of Dongchang!

Even Zhu Xianxuan, who has the closest relationship with Chang Yu, has to pretend to be respectful, after all, this is a public and formal occasion.

"I'm entangled in official business, and I hope that Lord Shen and you will forgive me when I'm late," Chang Yu looked at the white fat old man and said rudely.

"Don't dare, don't dare" Zhu Huihong hurriedly returned the salute.

Next to him, Zhu Xianxuan hurriedly corrected: "Lord Shen is unwell, this is the prince of Shen Wangfu."

"It turned out to be Wang Shizi, rude and rude!" Chang Yu said again.

"The factory governor is busy with official business, and he is still busy with this, and he has thanked his father in the next step" Zhu Huihong was shocked in his heart how the governor of Dongchang was so young, it was really unbelievable, but he did not dare to slack off in the slightest under his words and deeds, after all, he was only a prince of the king.

"Lord Shen is unwell?" Chang Yu raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "I think it's a lot of carriage and horses, this governor will go to greet one or two, please do it," he said and gave Zhu Xianxuan a look.

"Everyone, please take a seat, this king will accompany the factory governor to visit Lord Shen first" Zhu Xianxuan greeted everyone in the banquet and led the way.

The admiral of Dongchang went to visit his father, Zhu Huihong wanted to accompany him, he said goodbye and got up, and the remaining princes were just about to get up, but they were stopped by his eyes, after all, this is a banquet specially set up for Shen Wangfu, and the people of Shen Wangfu have all gone into what system.

But what Zhu Huihong didn't expect was that when he just returned to the courtyard, he found that the courtyard was under martial law, and the Jinyi Guard's manpower was under control, prohibiting anyone from entering or leaving, even him.

Just when he wanted to find someone to report, he saw Zhu Xianxuan walking out of the courtyard and shrugged at him: "Shizi, let's go back to the bar."

"Lord Jin, ...... inside"

"The factory superintendent may have to discuss some things with Lord Shen, and no one else is allowed to trespass, even this king!" Zhu Xianxuan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

There are dozens of rooms in the courtyard, which are full of the old and young families of King Shen's mansion, but at this time, more than ten Jinyi guards in the courtyard are on duty in front of the doors of each room, informing them that martial law is temporary and no one is allowed to go out of the room.

In front of the main hall, Tie Zhu and Fan Jiaqian stood with five eunuchs holding swords.

The bedroom in the hall is as warm as spring.

On the couch, Zhu Xiaoyong half leaned on the head of the bed, staring at the young man sitting in front of the window drinking tea with a smile.

This person is actually the terrifying commander of Dongchang?

It can't be a dream!

Since the fall of Wei Zhongxian, the East Factory has disappeared for a while, the factory supervisor is vacant, and it is even rumored that it is going to close.

"Lord Shen is tired of traveling, please pay more attention to your body" Chang Yu put down the teacup and looked at Zhu Xiaoyong and smiled slightly, this old man should be almost eighty, his body is thin, his expression is decadent, but his eyes are ...... Well, not good stubble!

"Thank you for your concern, the old man is sick and weak, so he won't be polite," Zhu Xiaoyong said weakly.

"Lord Shen is polite" Chang Yu was still smiling, how could he not know the thoughts of this old man, even Chongzhen had to be called grandfather by his age, how could he be polite to him as a teenager, and he couldn't pull that face.

Although Chang Yu kept smiling, Zhu Xiaoyong always felt that it was not so simple: "The factory supervisor should have come here to ask the old man."

"Lord Shen is serious, our family is just a routine to understand the situation," Chang Yu said.

"What do you want to know?"

Zhu Xiaoyong coughed lightly.

"How did you lose Lu'an Mansion?" Chang Yu picked up the teacup and blew slowly.

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Note: There is a record that the last King of Shen was Zhu Huihong, and he was a young child when he was captured by the thief army, and after checking the information, it was found that there was a difference, and the last King of Shen Zhu Xiaoyong was still alive until the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, and was in power, so Zhu Huihong could not have attacked the throne at that time, and Zhu Xiaoyong was at least seventy years old at that time, and the son could not be a child! Just by its name.