The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, the old emperor had already woken up, and looked at the sleeping imperial concubine beside him, he did not disturb, but carefully lifted the quilt, opened the curtain, and got up.

Xiao Huangmen, who was kneeling on the side and keeping vigil, saw it, and hurriedly got up and wanted to help the old emperor, but because he accidentally stumbled, he almost fell, but fortunately, the old emperor reached out to help him, so he didn't fall heavily on the ground.

Xiao Huangmen knew that he had made a mistake, and hurriedly knelt down, and even sweat the size of a bean appeared on his forehead, after all, if something went wrong, it was a blessing not to cut off his head.

"Get up! Kneeling all night, haven't you kneeling enough? Don't be so frightened, I know, you're doing your best!" The old emperor whispered.

Everyone knows that the companion is like a tiger, since ancient times, there are tyrants, there are Ming monarchs, but without exception, whether it is a tyrant or a Ming monarch, there is always a bad temper day, everyone does the wrong thing, says the wrong thing, kills and kills, it's just a matter of how much to kill.

When Li Jing was young, he also killed a lot of people, and he was able to become the Ninety-Five, and he didn't know how much blood was on his hands, but when he was older, Li Jing couldn't see blood, and his temperament was also plain and peaceful. Over the years, he has not killed anyone, even if someone in the court has made a mistake, it is mostly a prison sentence, for this little yellow door, it is not his fault, probably his legs are numb, and some do not listen to his own call.

Xiao Huangmen hurriedly got up, after all, it was what the emperor said, whether it was right or wrong, he always had to obey, but he just sighed that he was lucky.

Helping the old emperor and going to the side hall under the instructions of the old emperor, Xiao Huangmen may always remember today in this life, and in the future, he will be extremely careful.

In the side hall, the old emperor washed his face under the service of the palace maid, and when he didn't even get his clothes on, the big inner manager who had been serving the old emperor hurried over.

"Lin Hua, why don't you sleep more, at such an old age, don't live a few years less because of me!" The old emperor quipped.

Lin Hua has been by Li Jing's side since he was young, since he was still the prince, Lin Hua has been there, the two are characters of the same era, the two are too familiar with each other, and only the old emperor dares to make fun of Lin Hua like this.

"That's not because Your Majesty, you got up so early today, if that's the case, the slave still wants to live a few more years!" Lin Hua stepped forward and responded.

The two of them are like old friends, no matter how they look at it, they don't look like masters and servants, and only Lin Hua would reply to the old emperor like this.

"Good, good!" The old emperor laughed heartily, "This time it's me, it's not me, I got up so early, I'm sorry for you!"

After a few words of gossip, the emperor sat down with his loose robe, too, I don't know what happened today, I woke up so early, and it seemed that there was something waiting for me to do, but he couldn't think of anything, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Lin Hua bowed his back slightly, stood aside, naturally saw the change in the old emperor's expression, and asked, "Your Majesty, but what's the trouble?" Why don't you talk to the old slave!"

"It's not a bother, it's just that I always feel uneasy in my heart, as if something fell yesterday, probably because I'm old and can't remember, you can help me think about it!"

Lin Hua squinted his eyes, this is an action he always has to do when he thinks about things, he likes to squint his eyes, squinting into a slit, countless pictures flashed in his mind one by one at this time, if he can sit in his position, if he doesn't have some ability, I'm afraid that he will have already thrown his corpse into a sea of blood.

In less than a few breaths, Lin Hua's face returned to calm, and he said slowly, "Yesterday, an official from Honglu Temple came to report, but he was punished for kneeling outside Xingqing Palace, and the rest, it's nothing!"

The old emperor suddenly realized, oh, "Can they go?" ”

"No, they have been kneeling outside the palace, and without His Majesty's will, they dare not leave the palace without permission."

"Kneeling all night!" The old emperor couldn't help but sigh, after all, he was an official of the government office, just because of his momentary vindictiveness, he knelt outside the hall all night, and the old emperor sighed, a little self-blame.

"Let's go, let's go and take a look, let's see what they have to report on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival!" With that, the old emperor got up.

"My Majesty! It's not appropriate for you to go out like this, so why don't you get dressed and eat something before you go! ”

Hearing Lin Hua's reminder, the old emperor raised his hand and looked at his current appearance, indeed, it was indeed inappropriate to go out to meet the summoned officials like this, so he dispelled the idea of summoning him in this way.

Dressing, crowning, and then eat something at will to cushion the stomach, has been busy for half an hour, the sky has been bright, the old emperor set off from Zhaohua Palace, went to Xingqing Palace to summon the officials of Honglu Temple.

Today, August 16, the heat of Jinling City has faded, the old emperor wears two thin shirts, and the late summer wind blows from outside the palace wall, which is very comfortable.

has arrived at Xingqing Palace, the old emperor is sitting in the palace, the hall has been cleaned up, but there is still a residual smell of wine that has not completely dissipated last night, and the wooden board in the hall is still a little wet, I think it is caused by the palace people cleaning up this morning.

"Thirteen officials from Chuanhonglu Temple are here!" Lin Hua shouted in a playful voice.

Thirteen people led by Honglu Temple Siqing Xinji, supported each other and limped into the hall, after all, it was not easy to stand up all night last night.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" The crowd shouted and bowed down.

"Let's get flat!" The old emperor raised his eyes, and his expression was a little puzzled: "Yesterday's Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, Qing didn't wait for the family reunion, but wanted to run into the palace, ruined my interest, knelt all night, and it was a reward for you, say, what's the matter?"

"Thank Your Majesty for the reward, but if you want to ask the reason, please ask Your Majesty to enter the palace of King Xuanwu!" Xin Ji took a step forward and answered with righteous words.

"King Wu? Which King of Wu ......" the old emperor whispered puzzled.

"Bold! Where did I come from, King Wu? Xin Siqing didn't joke in front of His Majesty. Lin Hua stepped forward and scolded.

Xin Jiqiang endured the anger in his heart, and did not retreat but advanced, "On October 16, the 19th year of the New Song Dynasty, His Majesty named the six princes of our dynasty as the king of Wu, and went to Chang'an of the New Song Dynasty as a hostage, it has been 16 years since then, yesterday afternoon, His Royal Highness the king of Wu arrived in Jinling, and now he is waiting outside the palace to see him. ”

Xin Ji's words brought everyone's minds back to sixteen years ago, when the New Song Dynasty was fierce and the Southern Tang Dynasty was shaking, Li Jing had to send the prince to Chang'an as a hostage, and this trip was sixteen years.

The old emperor seemed to remember something, his face was a little sluggish, and it took a long time to react, and his voice trembled a little and said, "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, Wu'er is back!"

The old emperor hurriedly stood up, walked to the bottom of the steps, stood on tiptoe, and looked out.

"His Royal Highness King Xuanwu is here!" Lin Hua shouted.

"Toot toot toot ......" sounded, and a cane struck the floor of Xingqing Palace at once.

A young man, ordinary, with no luxurious clothes or jade belts, limped into the temple like a young man on the street.

"Minister, Li Congjia, knock to see my emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!" The young man knelt on his knees and held a booklet wrapped in yellow silk and held it high above his head.

"Hurry up, hurry up...... the old emperor stepped forward quickly and helped Li Congjia up.

Li Congjia's face was flat, he couldn't see any emotion, nor did he see any joy of returning to the country, he only got up slowly, "The letter of the new Song Emperor, played with my majesty, knelt all night, the ministers are tired, please resign!"

Li Congjia held the national letter in his hand, looked at Li Jing in front of him, and said calmly.

"This is not in a hurry, when my son returns, I have to hold a feast to celebrate my son'......"

"No need! My family is waiting for me for breakfast!" Li Congjia said with a smile, interrupting what the old emperor said.

Seeing Li Congjia raise his feet and leave, the old emperor hurriedly wanted to step forward, but Lin Hua took the first step, "You are so bold, this is in the Southern Tang Dynasty, not in the New Song Dynasty, this is in Jinling, not Chang'an!" You brute habits, don't you have to change them!"

After hearing this, Li Congjia stopped, glanced back at Lin Hua lightly, and said with a smile, "Yes!" This is the Jinling of the Southern Tang Dynasty, the land of my ancestors, and for you, a crippled old eunuch, you are only my Li servant after all! Who are you to reprimand me here, in the presence of Your Majesty? ”

After saying this, he paid no attention to anyone in the temple, and limped out of the temple on crutches.

After Li Congjia left, there was silence in Xingqing Palace, and no one thought that King Wu would have such a temperament, refute the old emperor's face in public, and also blocked the mouth of the eunuch Lin Hua.

"This, this is Wu'er?" The old emperor held the national letter in his hand and muttered to himself.

"Exactly, His Royal Highness King Wu has been raised in Chang'an for a long time, and he can't help but be infected with the arrogant and rude temperament of the New Song Dynasty, and I hope that His Majesty will tolerate it!" Xin Ji export maintenance, in fact, he was very moved, a prince who has been in a foreign country for 16 years, knelt all night on the first day of returning to China, whoever he is, will be like King Wu, probably his heart is dead!