"The little prince is awake."

As soon as he opened his eyes, Zhu Youhua heard a soft voice, and then what caught his eye was a woman with a delicate appearance but a little dignified.

Although she is not as beautiful as a fairy, her beautiful brocade dress is still eye-catching.

"Where am I?" Subconsciously, Zhu Youhua asked this sentence.

The woman's eyes were full of tears: "The little prince is burned, this is the Fuwang Mansion." ”

"Fuwangfu ......" Zhu Youhua's consciousness gradually woke up, and a memory that did not belong to him poured into his mind.

The vermilion curtain, the Jinhua wine, the antique scene in front of you, and the woman's outfit, I'm afraid that I'm not afraid that I have crossed the ......?

In my memory, I came to the Fuwang Mansion at the end of the Ming Dynasty and became the son of a prince who only knew how to ride horses, shoot arrows and wander everywhere, but I didn't seem to be very well received.

Looking at the luxurious furnishings in this room, Zhu Youhua became excited.

No matter if he is treated or not, no matter what happens, he is also a dignified prince in this life!

Thinking about it, I worked for people all my life, and I didn't expect to get a good identity through the crossing, and I could become a rich and handsome man who drove a horse out to pretend to be a pickle girl!

It's... It's exciting to think about!

"What year is it?" Zhu Youhua asked excitedly.

Seeing that he was in good spirits, the woman let go of her worried heart a little, and then burst into tears and laughed: "Little prince forgot, this year is the fourteenth year of Chongzhen." ”

"What, fourteen years of Chongzhen!?"

Zhu Youhua looked back with a confused face, wouldn't the Ming Dynasty be finished in three years.

......

Three days later, Zhu Youhua walked aimlessly in the palace, his face full of tears and tears.

After careful confirmation again and again, the one who was possessed by himself was the third son of Zhu Changxun, the king of Daming Fu, not a son-in-law, but a concubine.

Zhu Youxiang, the son of King Fu, was the Hongguang Emperor of the Southern Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youhua's position was very embarrassing, and at the same time, his status was honorable, but because he was a concubine rather than the eldest son, he had no chance to become a prince.

The life of the imperial prince was not as easy as Zhu Youhua thought.

From memory, I know that Zhu Youhua has been looked down upon everywhere in the palace since he was born, and it may be that there are too many sons, so that Zhu Changxun almost forgot that he still has this son.

Five days ago, Zhu Youhua had a serious illness, and the old Fu King ignored it, but symbolically sent an old Taoist priest to exorcise evil spirits, this TM is definitely his father.

As for that brother Zhu Youxiang, I wish I could hang up this goods directly.

When Zhu Youhua woke up that day, there was only one person he saw by his side, that is, Princess Ning, who had already cried into tears, and she was Zhu Youhua's concubine when he was canonized as the king of Nanyang "County" when he was ten years old.

Knowing that he had such a wife for no reason, Zhu Youhua was really taken aback, this was a blessing that he would not have if he broke his head in the previous life.

In history, Zhu Youhua was very simple-minded, and he couldn't see that he was being excluded by the whole house, but he loved to practice martial arts, and his body was very good, but he suffered from the Ning family, who had been alone in the empty house for many years.

Zhu Youhua secretly made up his mind that he must not live up to Ning's feelings.

But then again, now that he is a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, what can he do to protect his wife.

Now it is the first month of the fourteenth year of Chongzhen, just after the first day, Li Zicheng is the tenth day of the first year to Luoyang City, and the entire Fuwang Mansion will become the material for the Fulu banquet that shocked the world.

There are less than ten days to be cooked, what can you do with just a concubine?

There are still three years left in the Ming Dynasty to play eggs, but there are only a few days left for me, which is almost a certain death!

Somehow, Zhu Youhua walked to the Emperor's Grace Hall in the outer palace of the palace in a daze, that is, the place where Zhu Changxun, the old king of fortune, usually discusses matters, and suddenly heard the sound of dispute inside.

It was a general who spoke, and his voice was so loud that he could hear it clearly outside the hall.

"Lord Wang, the thieves have passed Yiyang, Xin'an only has three thousand guards, and they can't resist it at all, once Xin'an is lost, Luoyang is in danger, and the last general has just brought his subordinates to the city, people are sleepy and horses are lacking, and the prince is asked to pay for it!"

"If you don't help, Luoyang will be difficult to defend!"

"What does the court raise you for?" Zhu Changxun was furious, "Are you threatening this king?" Who gave you the guts! This king has not cured you of the crime of entering the city without permission, and the money of the palace is not blown by the wind, and any soldiers and horses will ask the king to help him, and it is not enough to empty the palace! ”

The general was also helpless: "The last general was ordered to come to help, why did the prince say this?" ”

In fact, he didn't say a word, everyone else knew that this was a mortal errand, and no one was willing to come, if it wasn't for the holy decree sent to the head, do you think Lao Tzu wants to come?

However, Zhu Changxun didn't think about it so much at all, he didn't bother to pay attention to it, so he simply waved his sleeves: "Send off!" ”

After the general came out, he stood outside the hall for a long time, looking depressed, but Zhu Youhua, who was standing outside the hall, was bright.

There's a play!

"The last general, Wang Shaoyu, the general of Henan, just came to Luoyang today by order and met the little prince." When the general saw the visitor, although he didn't pay much attention to it, he still saluted respectfully.

"Do you know Xiao Wang?" Zhu Youhua was a little surprised.

Wang Shaoyu laughed a few times: "The last general is also hearsay, the defenders in the city all say that the little prince of the Fu Wangfu likes to ride a horse and often goes in and out of the barracks, and the last general is also a battlefield general. ”

Zhu Youhua didn't feel like a martial artist, smiled awkwardly, and asked knowingly, "What is this...?" ”

Speaking of this, Wang Shaoyu sighed.

"It doesn't hurt to tell the little prince, it is the holy decree urging the last general to rush from Kaifeng with 50,000 people to rush to help, all the way to the march, the soldiers are already sleepy and tired, so I want to ask for some money to calm the grievances of the soldiers, but the prince is ......"

Zhu Youhua walked in front with his hands in his hands: "Indeed, you came from Kaifeng all the way, and you didn't pull out a hair, it is indeed wrong for our palace to do it, but my father has this temperament, and he can't help it." ”

Hearing this, Wang Shaoyu was not surprised: "If the little prince can have this heart, the last general will be very content." ”

"What is the morale of the soldiers?"

Zhu Youhua is very concerned about these, being a soldier is paid, it is justified, this should have been given, people took the initiative to ask for a dime, who would work for us.

Wang Shaoyu said silently: "Little Lord Wang Ye doesn't know, the officers and soldiers of Kaifeng City have not had any military salaries and equipment since March of the thirteenth year of this dynasty, and their morale is even more sluggish. ”

Hearing this, Zhu Youhua was a little surprised, even frightened.

I haven't been paid for a year, how can I get this?

Seeing what he means, it would be good to be able to stabilize and prevent the soldiers from defecting, and if he continues like this, I am afraid that before Li Zicheng arrives, he will be thinking about how to open the city and surrender.

"In this case, you go back and tell everyone about the salary, I'll think of a way." Zhu Youhua said suddenly.

Wang Shaoyu was very surprised, but when he thought of the king of Nanyang who was just a concubine in front of him, he no longer looked forward to it, and said politely: "Then the general will thank the little prince for the soldiers of the three armies first." ”

Wang Shaoyu strode away, but Zhu Youhua fell into deep thought.

Judging from the conversation just now, it is obviously impossible to ask for money from the cheap father, and his own county prince is a lot of ordinary people, but it is still a drop in the bucket when used as a sacrifice army.

What's more, those Yulu have always existed in the palace, and trying to pull them out of the hands of the old Fu King is like snatching food from the tiger's mouth, and it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Wait a while, what else is there in the Fuwang Mansion besides the money? Oh earth!

TNND, how did Lao Tzu forget before?