In the guest hall in the middle of the left and right courtyards of the palace, Zhu Yousong's face was pale and he didn't say a word. Shen Muhong's words were clear and clear, and after listening to it, it was like seeing it himself, and he didn't doubt it. "Who else knows about this?"

Shen Muhong sighed in his heart, after all, he is still the son of King Fu, and the son does not say anything about his father's fault, this is to calm things and pretend to be deaf and dumb. "Only I know about it, and I found out about it by accident." Shen Muhong kept an eye on him, and did not say anything about the two teenagers, "The prince wants to hide people's eyes and ears, and please kill Shen, otherwise Shen will definitely expose this matter when he leaves this palace." I just thought of the children who had lost their mothers early, and said, "I only hope you can remember our fellowship and see my children sooner or later." ”

"Sir. Is there a trustworthy person in Ying'en Temple? ”

"Huh?"

Zhu Yousong turned around and looked at the plaque hanging high in the north of the guest room, with the four big characters of "Emperor's Grace and Mightiness" written on it, the calligraphy was magnificent, and the muscles and bones were complete, as if the imperial power above the nine heavens, the mountain made people depressed. After straightening his waist unconsciously and unconsciously straightening his waist, he said leisurely: "How dare I use the people of the palace in this matter?" ”

Zhu Yousong never thought of helping his titular Lao Tzu cover up this ugly thing, not to mention that he has no blood relationship with him, even if he does, such an evil act of losing his conscience, Zhu Yousong will kill his relatives in righteousness. According to his life in the past half a month, he found that King Fu was very indifferent to family affection, and if he acted rashly, he would definitely be eaten by him, after all, he was the vassal king who "enjoyed a great country and was a vassal auxiliary", the nominal master of Luoyang.

"If the prince wants to rescue the girl, we can gather the young people among the refugees, subdue a few evil monks, and then..."

"And then?"

"Then the above-mentioned Son of Heaven, Shen is a light man in this matter, and he can't sue the vassal king, but the son of the world sues his father with his son..."

"Sue the Son of Heaven?" Zhu Yousong laughed, "What's the use of that, it's just an edict to persuade him, and today is just his own nephew, I'm afraid I can't even let him restrain himself." "After all, Shen Muhong is a reader, and his book is too angry, and his ideas are too simple. Suing this kind of thing, the weak suing the strong, since ancient times, is equivalent to hitting a stone with an egg, and it will not end well.

Shen Muhong gasped and was horrified: "That son... But I didn't dare to say what I thought in my heart.

"Mr. Shen, what do you think of this palace?"

Shen Muhong was confused, his heart had not calmed down, and he suddenly commented on the palace, this turn was too urgent, and he said casually: "The palace is majestic and magnificent. ”

"My grandfather, Emperor Shenzong, approved 380,000 taels of silver, but my father was still insufficient, invaded the people's houses, and expanded to this point, and the palace already has half of Luoyang City."

Shen Muhong was in a cold sweat in winter, settled down, bent down and bowed, and said deeply: "Shizi, think twice!" ”

Zhu Yousong sighed lightly, this is destined to be an era when etiquette is greater than the sky, so he can only continue to bury his thoughts in the bottom of his heart.

"Then let's push this matter to the monk of Ying'en Temple, my father should not investigate it deeply if he takes care of his face. Let's go, let's go to Ying'en Temple."

.....

In front of the Daxiong Hall of Ying'en Temple, Zhu Yousong was completely sleepy, and tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

Although the resettlement of refugees is a temporary errand, Shen Muhong does it as a lifelong career. So who was arranged to which hall, he remembered that eight or nine were not far from ten, and by the bright moonlight, he went to various settlement points to find more than a dozen strong men. At this time, they all gathered in the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Zhu Yousong took a look at it and counted silently in his heart. A total of thirteen people were found, and there were too many taboos in this matter, and it was impossible to do it if there were fewer people, and even more so if there were more people. The number of people selected by Shen Muhong was just right, and they were all young and strong offspring, and Zhu Yousong was greatly satisfied. These people have all lost their relatives in the flight, and they are alone, without worry, without burden, and are not afraid that someone will threaten their families and turn against them.

Zhu Yousong contributed money and efforts to resettle these people, and his reputation among the refugees was extremely high. Therefore, although the appearance of the third prince in the middle of the night in the Daxiong Treasure Palace, and the fact that they gathered a group of young people was weird, no one raised questions. Everyone held their breath and waited for Zhu Yousong and Mr. Shen to speak.

Inside the solemn and solemn Mahavira Hall. Time seemed to stand still, and a pin drop could be heard. Shen Muhong coughed dryly, and asked half-tentatively, "Shizi?" ”

Zhu Yousong nodded, sorted out his thoughts and said: "Calling everyone to this Daxiong Treasure Hall tonight is really a confidential matter, and I don't have much contact with you, but Mr. Shen told me that they are all trustworthy people who come tonight." When they heard this, they were overjoyed, and they held their heads high, and they were honored.

"However, what I have to do tonight is very dangerous, and I don't know what you usually do for a living, but you should be good children. But what I have to do tonight, I say in my head, may be dangerous, and if any of you are afraid, you can go out now, I have not seen him tonight. After a while, Mr. Shen said something, but he couldn't leave. After speaking, he glanced at it, and most of the people were puzzled, not afraid, and nodded secretly.

"Don't worry, little prince, we are all singles. Homeless people. If it wasn't for the little prince's food, he would have starved to death on the street a long time ago, what is the pity of picking up his life? Whether it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, but with the words of the little prince! ”

Everyone shouted in unison: "But with the words of the little prince!" ”

"Okay, in that case, Mr. Shen, please, since everyone here stayed, they are all my Zhu Yousong's brothers, so there is no need to hide it, just tell them."

Shen Muhong said yes, and he would inform Zhu Yousong about it, 1510, and said it again as it was.

Everyone originally guessed what the little prince was going to do, some people felt that the little prince wanted to drive them to take revenge, some people thought that the little prince was going to rectify others, and some people even thought that the little prince was going to rebel.

But they never thought that the little prince would actually want to eliminate harm for the people, and this matter was still the evil behavior of his father, King Fu.

A dark and thin man among the crowd stood up, clasped his fists and said, "I didn't expect the little prince to be such a benevolent and righteous person, I, Zhang Yuanhua, have been convinced." From today on, I, Zhang Yuanhua, will go to the soup for the little prince. ”

"I'm willing to go to the soup for the little prince!"

"Okay, tonight you go with me to the monk ** to save people, after the fact, we spread the news and make a noise, just say that the monks of Ying'en Temple do not abide by the rules and do such a harm to the directors, and the rest of the things will be handled by me."

The group sneaked into the monk's house, pried open the door, and found that the monk's house was still empty. At this time, the sky was close to the fourth watch, and these thieves were still in the cellar, and everyone was angry when they thought of this.

These monks were accustomed to lawlessness in the temple, and although the great monks were imprisoned, they still did not raise their vigilance. The black hole was not hidden, and it was generously located in the center of the floor of the house. Zhao Yima took the lead and crawled down the road secretly, and everyone followed suit.

Zhu Yousong went down to Yongdao, everyone gave him way, walked to the door and looked at the crack in the door, and immediately became angry. kicked the door open, and everyone came in, and several of the big monks were already asleep at the moment, and the rest were defenseless. Everyone rushed up, and the dark road could see how many people there were, and the monks gave up resistance in despair. Bound by the ropes prepared in advance, Zhu Yousong walked to the bed and untied the rope on the girl's arm. The girl was tortured all night, her eyes still wide, but her face could not hide her exhaustion. She couldn't distinguish who was in her mind for a long time, but instinctively defended everyone who approached her, Zhu Yousong held her in his arms, and was bitten on the shoulder by her, and under the pain, Zhu Yousong almost got out. After thinking about it carefully, I understood the reason, and I was even more distressed.

The girl bit for a while, and found that the person who was bitten this time was not scolded and beaten like the monks, and grabbed Zhu Yousong's hair with her little hand, the little girl opened her mouth, raised her head and asked, "You are not bald, you are a good person, are you here to save me?" ”

Her voice was immature and dry, this was the first time she had spoken since she was caught, and her voice was a little uncomfortable. Everyone was moved when they heard this, and they didn't know how much grievances they had to suffer before they could come out.

Zhu Yousong secretly turned his back and asked the girl to face the people who came and the monks who were subdued by them, secretly wiped the moist corners of her eyes, and said, "Yes, we are here to save you, and these people are here to save you." ”

The girl burst into tears, and in the narrow underground corridor, the sound of heart-wrenching cries lingered back and forth.

It's just a three-foot-thick road, with a temple full of Buddhas on the ground and a hell of a nose underground.