Li Chongyan was shocked and frightened, but he was still stubborn: "Thief, do you know who you are kidnapping?" Su Xiaochen was anxious when he heard this, this prince actually had to put on a score! Quickly opened his mouth and said, "Yes! You know who you've kidnapped! You tied up the scholar of the third son of Li Yuanwai, who opened a money village in the east of the city! ”

When the leader heard this, he dragged Wang Si and said, "Why did you bring a scholar?" What about the third son? ”

Su Xiaochen said: "The third son is me!" ”

No matter how stupid Li Chongyan was, he knew the intention of these words, and his hatred for Su Xiaochen suddenly disappeared by half, and he hurriedly lowered his head and didn't squeak.

Wang Si hurriedly said: "Boss, don't listen to his nonsense, when I gave the jade pendant, I saw that it was given by this young brother with a short head." ”

"That's what I handed him. He is a scholar, and he has no money on him, so he doesn't believe you guys! Su Xiaochen said calmly.

Wang Si didn't believe it, so he took the opportunity to search Li Chongyan all over his body, but he really didn't have a penny. Liu Ba suddenly said: "Don't be stupid, the more people with status these days, the more they don't bring money by themselves, and they are all the slaves around them who pay for it, I don't believe you search for that fat man." ”

The prince screamed at the top of his voice: "You are fat! Your whole family is fat! What are you going to do? "He doesn't mind being called a minion, he just doesn't mind being called a fat man. Before he could search it, his body began to struggle, and two white ingots of silver fell out of his arms.

When the leader saw it, his eyes were straight, and he praised Liu Ba's experience. Su Xiaochen was in a hurry and yelled: "You guys are going to die!" Know who I am? ”

"You know, aren't you the third son of Li Yuanwai?"

"I am Sulhaga, the nephew of the Golden Blade King of Imuran! If you dare to do it again, I will ask my uncle to send someone to chop you up!" If you don't believe me, search me! See what you can turn over. ”

In a vegetable basket far away from the Dragon King Temple, Zhu Zhitong listened to Su Xiaochen's words, felt that something seemed wrong, and asked Yinhua with a frown: "Shouldn't my nephew be called uncle, how can he call uncle?" ”

But none of the thieves in the temple noticed this stubble, and only paid attention to the three words of the Golden Blade King. Because the name of the Golden Blade King is too loud, in the early years, the black market of the Bihai Kingdom Business Alliance and the Imuran Kingdom was the Blade Clan's chieftain The Golden Blade King covered the sky and the earth with one hand to protect it. The territory of the Blade Clan is originally to the south, and the Golden Blade King is the most mercenary chief of the three major tribes, so even after the Battle of Poison Gold, there are still many merchants from Imuran who come to Taiye City to trade goods, and there are many people from the Golden Blade King.

Su Xiaochen roared like this, the thief leader felt very troubled, in case he had something to do with the Imurans in the city, the bright scimitar could not be provoked. Looking at Su Xiaochen carefully, he looks tall and big, and the more he looks at it, the more he feels that he looks similar to the Imuran people in the city, and he muttered in his heart at the moment.

Wang Si didn't believe it, grabbed Su Xiaochen and rummaged around, and actually found a small cloth bag in his chest pocket, and when he opened it, it was the tail of a broken arrow.

When Liu Ba saw it, he exclaimed: "Ah, I've seen the patterns on this arrow!" It is the weapon shop opened by the Golden Blade King under the city, and many weapons are engraved with this. ”

When the chief heard this, he was also a little panicked, but he was still unwilling, and said, "It's okay, I know a man who works as an errand in the merchant house of the Imulans. Zhao Er, you take this arrow to the merchant hall, ask a person named Master Hao there, and ask if this arrow is from their pavilion, and if the Golden Blade King has a nephew named Su ...... Sue...... What is Sue coming from? ”

Su Xiaochen said loudly: "Sulagga! ”

In the distance, Zhu Zhitong frowned again and asked Yinhua: "Didn't he just say that his name is Sule Haga?" ”

Zhao Er turned around and left with the arrow, but Li Chongyan and Su Xiaochen secretly complained in their hearts, can this not be revealed? Su Xiaochen thought to himself, Uncle You said that men should be responsible, and it was his own idea to come to see Guanyin, and no matter how he said it, he couldn't let the prince suffer. So his heart was crossed, and he said loudly: "Isn't it just a few money, you hurry up and let my scholar go first, he is articulate, go back and tell my uncle, and promise to come back with the money." Say, how much. ”

The thieves were originally in it for money, and they didn't want to do anything else, so when they heard this, they felt that it was reasonable. Anyway, in case Zhao Er comes back and says that there is nothing Su Bula to wipe this person, it is not too late to take this kid again.

The leader squinted his eyes and raised three fingers, but his mouth said, "Five... Five hundred! ”

Su Xiaochen asked, "Are you three, or five?" ”

"It's three... Three plus five! Eight hundred taels! If you ask the scholar to bring eight hundred taels of silver, I'll let you go!" "The chief sat on the ground and raised the price.

"Okay! But the eight hundred taels of silver can't be moved, you let both of them go, and they move over together. ”

The leader waved his hand: "Let that fat man go!" ”

As soon as the prince heard that he was released, he didn't care about whether he was fat or not, so he quickly picked up the prince and walked out. Li Chongyan turned his head to look at Su Xiaochen and cast a grateful look.

* * * * * *.

After a light rain, the sky is clear, and the green grass is pleasant.

There is a lot of rain in the country of Bihai throughout the year, and even in winter, there will be a sudden one from time to time, drenching the road to the suburbs into extra mud.

Princess Zhu Zhijie of Qingle sat in the car, listening to the sound of horses' hooves, holding the Luo Ying in her hand, and her heart was a little settled. Looking out the window, she remembered that since she didn't know what year this road had been renovated, and now it is a bluestone road with tarts and tarts, leading to her father's tomb.

Zhu Zhijie thought it was the will of the mother, but after thinking about it, the mother never went to pay tribute to her father, and she was not even allowed to mention it on weekdays. But if it weren't for the mother queen, who would dare to say a word about building the road to the tomb of the horse?

Forget it, don't think about it.

When they arrived at the tombstone, the palace maids silently took out melon and fruit offerings and put them on the table, following the princess for a long time, the masters and servants were all in the same style, doing things unhurriedly and without sound.

Zhu Zhijie looked at the tombstone, with eleven big characters on the seal, "Efeng Jinquan Horse Wenjun Lu Cemetery", and tears came down.

's father, Lu Wenjun, is the eldest son of Lu Xingyuan, the prime minister who assisted the three generations of Ming Emperors. Although he was born in a moth, he was not born in his own son, but he was outstanding in knowledge and gentle as jade, and he was the most outstanding figure among Lu Xingyuan's sons.

In the thirty-second year of Kunping, since Lu Wenjun won the first prize in the imperial examination hall, the official eunuchs and ladies of various families have even moved when they hear the news, as long as they are acceptable, almost all of them are ready to move, and they have paid a lot of money to hire the best official media. But they soon found out that none of the official media dared to take over the matter, and no matter how high the remuneration was, they were all rejected.

Soon after the end of the palace examination, the Ming Emperor gave the banquet to the Yu Flawed Palace, all the students of the palace examination can go to the banquet, and Zhu Yuxiao, the princess of Jinquan, and Zhu Yuxiao, the princess of Yinquan, also attended the two sides of the Ming Emperor. During the banquet, the two princesses each poured a glass of wine, and Princess Jinquan's cup was handed to Lu Wenjun.

After that night's banquet, the eunuchs and ladies of each family all broke off their thoughts together.

Two months later, Princess Jinquan was married.

The marriage of the best and most perfect man and the most noble and beautiful woman in the world is like a jade ruyi given by the emperor, which can only be placed on a high platform to enjoy praise and cannot be touched.

But extraordinary marriages are often also extraordinary people who can shoulder.

On the evening of the fifth day of November in the 37th year of Kunping, Lu Wenjun suddenly fell ill and died early, at this time Princess Zhu Zhiling of Qingyu was five years old, and Princess Zhu Zhijie of Qingle was just over one year old.

In just one month, the second generation of the Ming Emperor collapsed, and Princess Zhu Yutang of Jinquan was the new generation of Ming Emperor. When she ascended the throne, she was six months pregnant in her womb, and she was the future Qingyang princess Zhu Zhitong.

No one in the whole country dared to mention the death of the horse. Bihai men don't live long, and few of them live past fifty, but most of them begin to decay after forty. And the young man died suddenly in his thirties, which is really suspicious. At first, there were rumors in the market, but the old prime minister Lu Xingyuan bluntly said that he was in front of the horse couch that night, and saw his son close his eyes, so the rumors about this matter disappeared not long after.

After Zhu Yutang ascended the throne, he was kind to the Lu family, and named Lu Xingyuan as the Duke of Peiguo, hereditary replacement, and promoted the second son Lu Wenchi to be the head of the household, and the rest of the children were also rewarded.

In the following ten years, the political affairs were clear and smooth. The four words "Jinquan Horse", like a dusty porcelain vase forgotten in some corner, were once exquisite, but now no one remembers them.

Zhu Zhijie burned a few hand-copied Buddhist scriptures and bowed a few more times. She looked at the tombstone and imagined her father's appearance countless times, since her father was the adopted son of Prime Minister Lu Cheng, he should not look like Lu Xingyuan. I heard that she was very similar to her father, so she would look in the mirror blankly on weekdays, but no matter how she looked, she was only herself.

What kind of person is he?

Every New Year or important festival, Zhu Zhijie wanted to hold Lu Xingyuan and ask her father about the past, but Lu Xingyuan seemed to see through her thoughts, and avoided her when he saw her from afar.

I'm really not liked......

Zhu Zhijie slowly stood up, gently stroked the tombstone, turned back to the carriage, and walked slowly along the bluestone road.

At this time, a person quietly came out of the forest next to the tomb and walked to the tombstone.

The man took out a small green jujube from his arms and put it on the fruit that Zhu Zhijie had just stacked. Then he also bowed deeply and did not say a word. The fur collar of a cyan cloak hid his face, and as his body trembled slightly, the crown of Pisces gold silk on his head was still shining.

After a while, a young man came to the woods, richly dressed. He walked over to the cyan cloak and stood shoulder to shoulder.

"Every year today, you come to pay tribute to your father, and I come to pay tribute to my father. They are all buried at the foot of this wine castle mountain, and your father still has words on the monument, but my father is lying there, and he is not even allowed to engrave the words. Your Imperial Grandmother...... It's really ruthless! The man's face was full of hatred.

"Wuyan, I know that you are bitter in your heart, and I am as bitter as you. But we still need to be patient, and in the future, I will bury your father and comfort you. The collar slipped off, revealing the tear-stained face of Princess Zhu Zhiling, "But now, what we can do is still very limited." ”

"Like building such a bluestone road?" Zhao Wuyin looked at the road stretching into the distance, and there was a hint of helplessness and self-deprecation in his tone.

"Boundless ......" Zhu Zhiling had some reproach in her eyes, and soon said in a soft tone unique to a woman: "Don't do this...... It's still the Mother Emperor's world, but one day, I'll turn it all around. ”