It's time to hold the lantern again, and several attendants who are trotting all the way are like drums and passing flowers, and as their figures get up, the lanterns in the Forbidden City bloom one after another.

Standing on the smooth steps in front of the gate of Qingning Palace, Zhu Qiming looked at the moonlight in the sky, and couldn't help but think of Zhang Ruoxu's poem "The frost in the air does not fly".

The Ming Dynasty coincided with the famous Xiaoice River period, so even though it was early spring, the weather was still unusually cold. And the frosty moonlight added a chill to the snow-covered Forbidden City.

Zhu Qiming trembled and instinctively shrunk his body.

The figure flickered, and a soft cloak gently covered him, and when he looked up, he was greeted by the watery gaze of Princess Shunde.

Looking back at the Qingning Palace, I saw that Princess Changde, who wanted to chase her out of the palace, had just been stopped by the imperial grandmother, and she was sulking unhappily.

Alas! Qingning Palace is a warm place, but out of Qingning Palace, the huge Forbidden City is just a cold world.

There are people to worry about here, but the Forbidden City, which is full of institutions, is not worth nostalgia.

Zhu Qiming picked up distracting thoughts, and the doubts in his heart were also raised, and he walked down the steps with his head held high, and quickly got into the carriage.

A hundred Jinyi Guard Captains dressed in flying fish suits and armed with embroidered spring knives spread out in a queue, gathered around the slowly starting carriage, and trotted neatly towards the Donghua Gate.

When the guards slowly opened the Donghua Gate, Zhu Qiming lifted the curtain to look north, estimating the approximate location of the dark arrow last night.

The dim palace walls and misty palace roads left him with a chaotic impression.

He had a whim: if the imperial grandmother forces himself to do things in the future, then he must return here and find out everything that happened last night clearly!

Out of the Donghua Gate, through the Dong'an Gate, the carriage traveled north along the half street outside the imperial city for one mile, to the vicinity of the Gongxian Hutong.

There was a fierce quarrel ahead.

"Phew!" The carriage came to a slow stop.

"Who's making trouble ahead? The five of you are going to blast them away! This is obviously the voice of the Jinyi Guard leading the team of hundreds of households.

After the footsteps of the five disappeared, the complaint of the hundred households sounded next to the car: "What kind of world is this, you dare to gather people near Miyagi to make trouble!" ”

Suddenly, a creepy exclamation came: "Oh no, murder!" ”

There was a commotion among the lieutenants of the brocade guards all around.

Zhu Qiming lifted the curtain of the car, looked over, and saw a lieutenant running to the car as if he had lost his soul, and said hurriedly: "Liu, Liu, Liu Baihu, there are four thieves in front of them, and they will know at a glance······ It was the Tatars, and without waiting for the little ones to ask, the four thieves raised their swords and slashed down, and cut down four ······ Brothers. ”

Zhu Qiming raised his eyes in surprise and looked into the distance.

The pedestrians on the street had fled, and a few feet away, the moonlight reflected four figures side by side.

The hundred households surnamed Liu were furious, leaving only ten captains to guard the car, and he personally led a large team of people to rush forward.

The four people did not retreat but advanced, brandishing big knives, flying and rushing over, and for a time the sword shadows were sufficient, and the miserable howls were endless.

The captain who was still majestic was unable to parry at this time.

Zhu Qiming was feeling that something was wrong, when he suddenly heard a small sound of breaking the air, and the ten lieutenants next to the car fell to the ground one after another, and then a big hand like iron tongs grabbed his shirt, and in the sound of the broken canopy of the carriage, his body was lifted into the air.

At this moment, the magical "Nine Flowers and Three Illusions" only exist like air.

Several acupuncture points on his body were filled with a strong tingling sensation, Zhu Qiming snorted lightly, and fell softly on the man's shoulder.

The moment he lowered his head, he caught a glimpse of three fireworks rising into the air, which were the warning signals from the brocade guard.

The direction of the Forbidden City soon resounded with the shouts of countless people, interspersed with the sound of scattered horses' hooves, but the sound of people and hooves became farther and farther away.

The wind rustled in his ears, and he suddenly felt that he was riding on a fiery horse.

"Tatars?" The slightest doubt crossed his mind, and he closed his eyes heavily and fell asleep.

······

When Zhu Qiming woke up, it was already dawn.

He found himself lying on a haystack, and tried to move himself, but his hands and feet did not obey him at all.

The acupuncture channel that was restrained last night still hasn't been unlocked, damn it!

The cloak and brocade robe on his body were gone, and he didn't know when he changed into a cotton jacket and pants, and he was covered with a coarse cloth coat.

Looking at the haystacks on the ground, the thatched canopy on his head, and the earth walls covered with large holes and small eyes, he realized that he was in a dilapidated thatched hut.

Looking through the gap, which had decayed and fallen off the wooden frame and could barely be counted as a door, there was a vast white sea of snow as far as the eye could see, and there were mountains, forests, and plains in the sea of snow, but there were no people in sight.

Could it be that this is the outskirts of Beijing? Or is it the wilderness beyond the capital division?

Zhu Qiming was suddenly flustered, but soon, a trace of sourness appeared in his heart, and for a while, a deep sense of grievance overshadowed the fear in his heart.

He was just a child, he hadn't even stolen an embroidery needle, he hadn't even beaten a dirty stray dog, and he hadn't even scolded the stupid and stupid little maid Tian'er in the house. After all, the only time out of the ordinary was a few months ago, when Shi Ouyang Tong, the head of the palace, dozed off, he cut off more than half of his proud hair, which caused him to be ridiculed up and down the palace for a while, but this is not a big deal, and afterwards he was severely reprimanded by his father, apologized, apologized, and even Ouyang Tong said that the matter was over.

God is unfair! Why did a good boy suffer such a catastrophe?

Knowing this, he should have stabbed a hole in Donghua Gate the night before yesterday, or made an ear bracket according to Wang Zhen's face, making an earth-shattering scene, and the Son of Heaven would blame it, anyway, a wave of gangsters lined up to take their lives.

Just as he was thinking about it, a burst of chattering suddenly sounded in his ears, and he realized that there were five men sitting in the corner, all dressed in bearded clothes.

He had never seen the Tatars, only that they were all hideous, but now it seemed more appropriate to use the word "strong" to describe their appearance.

A man with a scar on his face exerted a slight force on his hands, and his body shot in front of Zhu Qiming like a flying arrow, and a hover, a burst of finger shadows flew, dazzling Zhu Qiming.

With such a wonderful skill, I am afraid that only Master Liang can compare with it.

By the time he realized that his limbs were conscious, Scarface had already fallen and was looking at him coldly.

A sore pain swept through his body, and he twisted and twisted until the discomfort was gone, and then he stood up.

Suddenly, his face became extremely terrifying, "Ah! A shrill cry blurted out.

The jackdaws in the forest were frightened and fluttered.

Scarface said coldly: "It's useless, you ······ It's useless to shout at your throat, there are no ghosts here. "The broken Chinese makes you want to vomit after listening to it.

Jiuhua Three Illusions? Yes, there are also Jiuhua and Three Illusions! A strong desire to escape rose in Zhu Qiming's heart, he glanced at the door and tried to move two small steps outward.

The disgusting voice rang in my ears again, "It's useless, I know······ You have learned Jiuhua and Three Illusions, a good body style, but you are still ······ It's not far. The wolves in the mountains are hungry, and if you have pity on them, you can go out. ”

As if ordered, the wolves in the mountains let out a terrible howl at this time, resounding throughout the four fields.

Looking at the five top masters in the room, looking out of the door desolately, the taste of despair crushed all impulses, and he retreated to the haystack and sat down.

The five strong men took out the dried meat from their arms, tore it vigorously, and chewed it.

Scarface handed out a piece of dried meat, with a cold expression.

"Let's have a bit."

Zhu Qiming stubbornly turned his head, and his pride drove him to make a final struggle.

But no one paid attention to his stubbornness, and soon the whole grass hut was filled with laughter, which made his poor pride worthless.

After the five of them were full of food and drink, they continued their exotic social activities, but Zhu Qiming did not exist at all.

Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps outside the door, and the five of them ran behind the door with bated breath, quietly observing the movement outside the house, and after only a few moments, they retreated into the house, and laughed casually.

A Han man in his early thirties dressed in the capital appeared at the door, nodded at the five people, and glanced at Zhu Qiming on the ground.

Zhu Qiming looked at this uninvited guest in amazement, and couldn't understand why a person from the capital was mixed with Tartar.

Scarface smiled and said, "Brother Wang Kui, you're too late." ”

Wang Kui? Where is sacred? Zhu Qiming was at a loss.

"I am a familiar face in the capital, so naturally I can't compare to my five brothers. Moreover, the news from the palace was very unsettling, so I checked it before leaving. Wang Kui said.

News from the palace? Could it be that Wang Kui was able to secretly communicate with the palace? Zhu Qiming had deep doubts in his heart.

"What! The Tatar envoys left Beijing yesterday at noon, which is true news, otherwise, we would not have done it last night. Are they going back to the Guild House again?" Scarface had an expression of disbelief.

Zhu Qiming only felt a mess in his head, if these five people were Tatars, why did Scarface say such words as "those Tatar envoys"?

Wang Kui walked to Scarface's side, "The Tatar envoys did not return to the Huitong Pavilion, but the emperor issued an edict ordering all prefectures, prefectures, counties, and health offices along the way to check passers-by and intercept the Tatar envoys. If the Tatar envoys are intercepted, our affairs may be exposed. ”

Scarface said indifferently: "How is this good?" The expression on his face did not mean to be in a hurry.

"Fortunately, the Tatar envoys do not know what they are doing, and when they hear the wind, they will become frightened birds, and they will definitely be suspicious that the Ming want to catch them and sacrifice them to Warat."

"You're saying they'll hide their whereabouts and sneak back home?"

Wang Kui nodded.

"No, it's not good to stay here! We should quickly cross the Bauhinia Pass, cross to the border of Datong, and wait for the opportunity to return to Warat. ”

Oh my God, it's the Warats! Zhu Qiming was so shocked that he almost didn't jump.

Wang Kui shook his head and said, "No!" If it is discovered by the Datong defenders, the suspicion will fall on Wara's head, and as soon as Daming turns his face, Wara's plan to unify the northern steppes will be blocked. It's better to go all the way north and sneak into the territory of Xuanfu, it is naturally good to meet the Tatar envoys, and it doesn't matter if you can't meet them, sneak into the territory of the Tatars and return to Warat, even if the Ming army finds our traces, they will mistakenly think that we are Tatar warriors. ”

Scarface nodded, "That's it!" Turning his gaze to Zhu Qiming, "This kid is a trouble now." ”

A Warat warrior next to him raised his hand to his neck and made a head-killing motion.

Wang Kui looked at Zhu Qiming for a while, and said in a deep voice: "We have an agreement, you have to keep the contract!" ”

Scarface said meaningfully: "Brother Wang Kui, don't worry, everything is up to you." ”

Scarface grabbed Zhu Qiming and put it on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "This kid is not much heavier than a rabbit." ”

The people left the hut and went into the forest, and walked like flying.

Because of their high martial arts, the group did not leave too many marks on the snow.

They do not follow official roads, deliberately avoid towns and villages, and choose inaccessible places to sneak.

Along the way, Zhu Qiming woke up from sleep, and even when he was awake, his brain was blank, and he was completely numbed by the strange situation.

In the evening, they burrowed into a forest and came to a halt deep in the forest.

Scarface put Zhu Qiming on the snow, beckoned Wang Kui to split the tree and break the branches, and lit a bonfire. The other four dispersed early.

As night fell, the blazing bonfire reflected Zhu Qiming's face, and the slightest warmth made his brain come alive again.

"I have no grievances with you, why do you want to arrest me!"

Wang Kui glanced at him coldly, "You are guilty!" ”

"You're spewing blood! I've never done anything unreasonable. ”

"The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty!"

"I don't have any precious treasure in me."

"You carry the future of Da Ming on you."

Zhu Qiming was stunned, he suddenly remembered the poem recited by the warlock of the rivers and lakes, "The heroes of the world, the beautiful husband of Jiangzuo."

"The rumors are not credible, and besides, what does this have to do with Warat?"

"There's a deal, it's relevant. Hmph, it doesn't hurt to tell you! ”

"Deal? How does this benefit Varat? ”

"Warat is about to dominate the northern steppes, and that's the benefit."

Zhu Qiming said angrily: "You are a Ming person, why did you take refuge in Wara!" ”

"Akito? The emperor just wants to win over the gentry and scholars in the world, and we and other small people, in his eyes, are just grass mustard! Who can be called a wise man? ”

"You talk nonsense! The Son of Heaven is benevolent, loves the people like a son, and is known as 'Renjun', how can you be slandered by a traitor! Zhu Qiming glared at Wang Kui angrily, and got up with a grunt-

PS: Kindly recommend my friend's work "Zai Zhi Da Song", which is a very good travel text

Attached is a brief introduction:

In March, the spring flowers are blooming, the peach and willow are green, and the flowing water is murmuring and the spring is strong.

Zhong Hao accidentally traveled to the Great Song Dynasty in the first year of Huangyou, and a legend began