When the city of Jinan was under construction, there was an unknown undercurrent surging in the seemingly calm palace.

As the second son of King De, Zhu Cisheng (1) only felt that the past two months had been a bit like a dream, so that until now, he still doesn't believe what happened.

The eldest brother is the true monarch of Huode?

Is this possible?

For Zhu Ci (Fire), who has always adhered to the principle of "respecting ghosts and gods and staying away", he doesn't believe that there are any gods descending to earth at all, and he also scoffs at any kind of heavenly fire and other words.

But how to explain all this?

Picking up a piece of paper on the table, Zhu Cixian frowned and asked:

"Is this really written by the prince?"

The rice paper was brought from the trash can in the study of the womb by him.

"Yes, it was the little one who saw the prince write it and then threw it aside."

"Ammonium nitrate...... Diesel fuel...... Sawdust...... What does that mean? ”

What does it mean Zhu Cisheng didn't understand, but looking at the words on the paper, his heart trembled slightly, his brows became tighter and tighter, and his expression changed from time to time, and finally he frowned and glanced at it a few times, and then got up and walked towards the harem of the palace.

After the official was cleared, Zhu Cisheng came to the study and saw that his father was painting in front of the bookcase as before.

"Son-in-law, see father."

"The reward is here, excuse me, come and see, how about this painting for the father?"

Now Zhu Youshu no longer has the panic he had earlier, and as in the past, he is obsessed with calligraphy and painting all day long, and he doesn't care about things outside the palace. At most, it's just an occasional question, "How is the son", that's all.

"Yes."

Absentmindedly walked to the side of the bookcase, looking at the landscape that jumped on the paper, Zhu Cixiang had no intention of appreciating. Seeing that he seemed to be absent-minded, Zhu Youshu asked.

"Mercy, but what's the matter?"

"Father, I ......"

After thinking about it, Zhu Cisheng took out the paper from his sleeve.

"Father, please taste one or two of these words."

took the piece of paper and glanced at it slightly, Zhu Youshu quietly threw it into the sandalwood burning stove on the side, and the paper immediately turned into ashes.

"Father, this ......"

Shocked by his father's actions, Zhu Cisheng's eyes were full of puzzlement.

"Did you get it from your eldest brother?"

Father already knew?

Looking at his father in surprise, a cloud of doubts surged in Zhu Cisheng's heart.

"This, this is not the handwriting of the eldest brother!"

Gritting his teeth, Zhu Cisheng said.

"I, I'm worried about ......"

"Worried about what? Come with me to Master Vanjing's. ”

After the words fell, Zhu Youshu moved his overweight body and walked out.

Fan Jing Shitai is the host of the "Water Moon View", which is the Muni Courtyard in the house, because the harem of the palace is mostly for women, and it is inevitable to pray for blessings and disasters, and nuns and Taoist women have a place to use. Like the big families, there is also a Muni Temple in the palace.

Following his father for some reason, Zhu Cixian wondered in his heart.

"What does this mean, Father?"

When the father and son came to the nunnery, although there was something on their minds, Zhu Cixian's eyes suddenly lit up, a little nun walked out of the nunnery, only to see her delicate and vulgar, her complexion was shining, although she was only fourteen or fifteen years old, but she was still a beautiful person, although she was wrapped in a wide robe, she still couldn't hide her graceful figure.

"Lord Wang, Master is waiting for you."

After bowing, the little nun led them into the nunnery, and after the Venerable Master who was chanting the sutra got up to greet her, she ordered the little nun to serve tea, and then she asked.

"The prince has something to order."

"This ......"

"Miaoyu, you go down first."

The little nun on the side retreated, and after she stepped back, Fan Jing looked at the prince and his son, and did not speak.

"Mrs. Shi knows that Xiao Wang is coming?"

Zhu Youshu wondered.

"Lord Wang, please drink tea."

Fan Jing's answer was not what she asked, so Zhu Cixian couldn't help but look at her more, and she couldn't help but have many doubts in her heart.

After taking a sip of tea, Zhu Youshu asked.

"Last time, Xiao Wang asked Mrs. Shi about the upper body of this god, and Mrs. Shi replied that there is a providence in the underworld, and the will of heaven is like this, mortals don't need to force it, but Xiao Wang still has a ...... question."

Putting down the teacup, Zhu Youshu asked rhetorically.

"Will this god's upper body cause a great change in his temperament?"

In fact, after returning to the harem that day, Zhu Youshu found that Zhu Ciying's temperament had changed greatly, at the beginning, he only thought it was a change after the upheaval, but then everything he heard and saw in the harem reminded him that the prince not only suffered a great change in temperament after the upheaval, but ......

"God has different paths, and naturally there are great differences."

Master Fan replied too lightly.

"The prince still can't let go of the son of the world in the bottom of his heart."

"After all, it's the little prince's heir, how can the little prince let go?"

"Does the prince know that the mortal fetus has been refined in the fire that day."

"Ridiculous!"

Without waiting for Zhu Cisheng to speak, Zhu Youshu snorted coldly.

"Be merciful, don't be too rude to the teacher!"

"But, but my father ......"

In Zhu Cisheng's view, there is no difference between the master and the foolish people outside.

""Refining mortal fetus" is just the opinion of the foolish people in the village......"

"Does the general know that the prince walked into the palace in full view of everyone that day and lit the firewood with his own hands!"

Fan Jing looked at Zhu Cisheng and said lightly.

"Later, when the prince walked out of the fire, his eyes were red and his whole body was red, and the general thought that the prince was burning in the fire for half an hour, why would he be unharmed?"

This......

Zhu Cisheng suddenly became mute, although the eldest brother's hair fell out and he almost became a monk, but the person was really fine, it was almost impossible, but ......

"But the handwriting, temperament, and even the voice of the eldest brother ......"

Without waiting for him to finish, Fan Jing said.

"The body of the prince is no longer a mortal body, why should the general look at the son of the world with the eyes of mortals?"

Belch......

Shitai's answer made Zhu Cixian dumbfounded, he looked at his thoughtful father, and couldn't help but think of his father's actions before, it seems that his father already knew.

"The king should have put it down earlier."

"Mrs. Shi, are you saying that the eldest brother is no longer a mortal!"

Fan Jing didn't answer Zhu Cixian's question, but just drank tea, as if he hadn't heard. And Zhu Cixian's heart was confused, and he didn't know what to ask for a while.

"My son, my son ......"

Shitai's words made Zhu Youshu sigh.

"Xiao Wang understands......"

When leaving the nunnery, Zhu Youshu moved his somewhat overweight body, pondering as he walked, and after a long time, he sighed.

"Ci Xian, I heard the chief say that your eldest brother is going to the royal tomb to supervise the construction of the mausoleum wall, and when the town guard eunuch arrives in Jinan, you can meet him on behalf of your father, remember that there are some things that must not be said, you know?"

Finally, he stared at Zhu Cisheng again and said.

"You have to know, if you say the wrong thing, there may be no more De Fan at that time!"

In fact, there are some things, the matter of Ciying alone there, is basically the entire German Domain, even until now, Zhu Youshu is sincerely afraid every day that one day the imperial court will investigate his actions of wanting to surrender, after all, he really wanted to surrender at the beginning.

"Xian'er, do you know why, the court didn't investigate the fact that his father was almost captured that day?"

Father's rhetorical question made Zhu Cixian's mind sink slightly, and he wondered.

"I guess the court doesn't know yet."

He didn't know anything else than that.

"I don't know, how can I not know?"

Shaking his head, Zhu Youshu sighed.

"It's not that the imperial court doesn't know, they are worried that pursuing this matter will make the world think that the emperor is an excuse to deal with the German domain, because your brother is ...... Hey, speaking of which, my father was also confused at that time, and he actually wanted to surrender, what kind of life did he live after the second emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty lowered his gold? Confused for my father, fortunately, your eldest brother made a big mistake for the king, but ......"

Looking into the distance, Zhu Youshu sighed.

"It's just that from now on, there will be no more quiet days in my German domain, if you and I deal with it carefully, I'm afraid that when the time comes, my German domain will definitely be ......"

Casting his eyes on his son, Zhu Youshu admonished again.

"God has different paths, and then, what will happen to you and me, father and son? Okay, you go to greet the lieutenant guard in the past two days, and as for the Dewang Mansion, from now on, it will be closed and no outsiders will be seen......"

Captive!

For every vassal king of the Ming Dynasty, their first lesson after the feudal lord is self-preservation, how to protect oneself has always been a science, and Zhu Youshu is naturally one of the experts......

(1) The protagonist Zhu Ciying is (fire + Ying) Zhu Cixiang (fire + reward), these words really can't be typed, there is no way.