Chapter 85: Entering the Palace
"Shizi, it's time to get off the sedan chair. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Hu Tiande's voice came from outside the sedan car, and Zhu Yousong opened his eyes and walked out with a solemn face.
Zhu Yousong got off the sedan chair and glanced at the eunuch who had just handed him the note, at this moment he lowered his eyebrows and was respectful and humble, which was really no different from other eunuchs.
"Eight immortals cross the sea, and half immortals cross people. What is it? ”
Originally, Zhu Yousong thought that he was ready to meet the storm in the court today, after all, these were all discussed between him and Zhu Youzhen, but now there is such a thing, which makes Zhu Yousong's originally down-to-earth heart suddenly hang.
Zhu Yousong looked at the majestic palace in front of him, and breathed a sigh of relief: "The arrow has to be sent on the string, no matter what happens today, the palace must leave this time!" ”
Along the way, Zhu Yousong sat in a sedan chair, but Yang Xuening followed his sedan chair all the way. Although her identity is special, she is the only woman in the brocade guards of the Ming Dynasty today, but her current position is to protect Zhu Yousong, Zhu Yousong wants to enter the palace, and she can only come to guard with Hu Tiande and Sun Changzhi.
Maybe Zhu Yousong and Yang Xuening are natural enemies, the sedan chair landed, Zhu Yousong just walked out of the sedan chair, Yang Xuening wanted to hurt him.
But when she saw Zhu Yousong's face solemn at the moment, her eyebrows were tightly locked, and there was an indescribable determination on a handsome face that she couldn't deny even if she hated it. Yang Xuening saw Zhu Yousong's serious appearance at this moment, swallowed back the words in her mouth, and muttered in a low voice: "Fake serious." ”
Zhu Yousong had a pair of tailwind ears, he heard Yang Xuening's words, turned around and smiled lightly: "Yang Baihu, I have some snacks in the sedan chair, if you don't eat in the morning and are hungry, just let Hu Tiande fetch them for you." After Zhu Yousong finished speaking, he smiled faintly, turned around and strode towards the palace.
Yang Xuening stared at Zhu Yousong's upright back, and said a little sarcastically, "Weasel gives New Year's greetings to chickens." But at this moment, Zhu Yousong has gone far away at this moment, and now that she is near the palace, this solemn palace Yang Xuening is also seeing it for the first time, which invisibly gives her a pressure in her heart.
Yang Xuening took a few breaths before dissipating this feeling. Sometimes the power of the class cannot be ignored, and the superiority and humility of etiquette are not empty words, Yang Xuening does not like Zhu Yousong, it used to be good to say, what is the son of the Ming Dynasty, it is just a name, but now when I see him striding into the palace, in stark contrast to the eunuchs bowing his head next to him, he subconsciously maintains a respect for Zhu Yousong that has been inherited for thousands of years.
Yang Xuening was very ashamed of this feeling, how could he respect this Ming moth of the fish and flesh people? Thinking of this, Yang Xuening snorted coldly, and stood aside with Jinyiwei's embroidered spring knife in both hands and sulked with herself.
Although Yang Xuening is a woman, Hu Tiande and Sun Changzhi dare not despise it, after all, literati are more literary than martial arts, and martial artists are more martial arts. Although it is said that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, the two of them are very self-aware.
Yang Xuening is now a hundred households in brocade, and she also has an errand to protect the prince, and she didn't hear her say that there is a deadline for this errand, and they will be colleagues in the future.
Hu Tiande and Sun Changzhi glanced at each other, and they all wanted to be close to Yang Xuening, such a master is rare but not sought, and the days of working together in the future will be long, how can they not be close to it?
Hu Tiande stepped forward and said with a smile: "Yang Baihu, just say it where you can use Lao Hu, the prince specially ordered just now, if you are hungry, I will give you those things to eat now." ”
Yang Xuening's neck twisted: "Aunt Ben...... I'm not hungry! ”
Sun Changzhi had already taken out a food box from Zhu Yousong's sedan chair at this time, opened the lid, and smiled a little embarrassedly after hearing Yang Xuening's words, the food box had been taken out, and it couldn't be put back because of Yang Xuening's words, right?
Sun Changzhi thought: "Although this surnamed Yang's kung fu is very high, but then again, she is only a hundred households, I am also a hundred households, and Brother Hu is still a thousand households!" Anyway, the food box has been taken out, and it's just right that she doesn't eat it, and I share it equally with Lao Hu, and I'm worried that I didn't eat enough just now! ”
Sun Changzhi held a crispy cake in his mouth, and said to Hu Tiande vaguely: "Old Hu, hey, come and taste it!" This stuff is delicious! ”
Hu Tiande walked over and took a piece, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and after nodding, he took four or five more ......
The upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, Zhu Yousong was embarrassed to nibble on cakes and vegetables in front of the civil and military officials in front of the noon gate, and Hu Tiande and Sun Changzhi also stood on the street and started eating.
Yang Xuening stared at the two of them with a pale face, not only did she not eat breakfast, but after receiving the holy decree yesterday, she didn't eat dinner in anger, and now she saw Hu Tiande and Sun Changzhi eating like no one was eating, and she felt even more hungry in her stomach.
I rejected someone just now, and now I'm embarrassed to come forward to ask for it, no matter how domineering Yang Xuening is, she is still a girl after all, and her reserve has nothing to do with her, but her face is still quite thin......
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Yang Xuening was starving outside the palace, but Zhu Yousong was worried inside the palace.
I don't know what day it is, the atmosphere in the palace along the way was solemn, and all the guards seemed to be murderous, and Zhu Yousong was frightened when he saw it, as if the bright steel knife in their waists was ready to fall on a person's neck at any time.
Zhu Yousong's steps are getting slower and slower, I thought it was just a play with Zhu Youzhen, but in such an atmosphere, I had to pay attention to it.
Fortunately, at this time, an old acquaintance hurriedly came over from a distance, and as soon as he saw him from afar, he beckoned: "Shizi, Shizi!" You can be regarded as coming, hurry up, the court is going to fry! ”
This acquaintance is Wang Chengen, who was knocked unconscious by Zhu Youzhen yesterday, Wang Chengen's face was still a little pale at this time, Zhu Yousong saw that his head was still wrapped in a thick bandage, and said with concern: "Princess, your injury is not in the way, right?" Cinnabar...... The emperor is really, so heavy! ”
Wang Chengen smiled unnaturally, didn't his injury fall because of the fight between his two brothers, and now he heard that Zhu Yousong put all the responsibility on the emperor, so he said: "Don't get in the way, the thunder and rain and dew are all Jun's grace, and the emperor can beat the old slave with his own hands, that is the blessing of the old slave......"
Zhu Yousong patted his arm and said in a low voice: "Come on, the emperor in your mouth is not here, and he can't hear him when you pat him." ”
Wang Chengen's face was a little embarrassed, and he said: "Shizi, let's go in quickly, the emperor has been waiting for you for a long time......"