Jin Ying, Xing'an and the imperial officials all retreated, and the depressed Emperor Jingtai looked up to the sky and sighed: "I am cleaning up the mess, but others are secretly demolishing the stage!" This is also strange, I knew today, why bother in the first place! After finishing speaking, he returned to the royal platform and sat down.

Facing Mu Ran's Emperor Jingtai, Zhu Qiming bowed down and saluted, and then slowly withdrew from the Wuying Palace.

The Forbidden City is heavily frosted today. The hour has passed, the forest surface is still a piece of crystal, the wind blows vigorously on the road, the cold is bone-chilling, in the meantime, people suddenly have the illusion that the seasons are alternate, and the cold winter has come.

"His Royal Highness King Yue."

Xing'an trotted over, followed by dozens of brocade guards. Since entering Beijing, those lieutenants have always followed Zhu Qiming and become his personal guards.

"Your Highness, there are people in the court who are clamoring, saying that His Highness has taken in those sons and daughters of the honorable relatives without permission, which is not tolerated by the regulations. The emperor said: 'Those sons and daughters of Xun Qi have always been stubborn and no one can control them, and now the king of Yue happens to be able to control them, and the people of the capital can't ask for it, what is there to criticize!' Xing'an's eyes were worried, "The emperor trusts His Highness so much, can His Highness help the emperor?" ”

Zhu Qiming raised his eyes and looked into the distance, the sun reflected the majestic palace, the staggered layout, the staggered outline of light and dark highlighted the style of the heavenly family, although the artistic conception was slightly depressing, but there was no lack of vitality.

"How can I help?"

Xing'an twisted his neck, looking confident, "Your Highness is good at fighting, you might as well lead the army to the north and defeat the Tartar thieves in one fell swoop!" ”

Won't you settle political scores? What short-sightedness! Zhu Qiming muttered to himself, and inadvertently slowed down, "The father-in-law has a very good idea, but if a prince can lead an expedition, this matter will cause a boiling of discussions in the court, if he insists on this, I am afraid that the king's men and horses have not left the capital, and the emperor in the court has been forced to step down by the ministers." Now that the throne is unstable, any rash move may ruin a good game! ”

Stepping out of the road, the front suddenly opened up, and the noon gate was close in front of you. "Did my father-in-law ever think that sooner or later the emperor would have to return to China? At the moment, it is a small matter to defeat the Tartar thieves, and it is a big matter to let the Ming be reborn! Even if this king was able to lead the army to the north, what if he was lucky enough to defeat the Tartar thieves? This victory can be counted as the emperor's, the emperor's, or neither, so what will the emperor do to secure his throne at that time? Remember, the only thing the emperor can prove himself is a convincing victory, a victory that belongs to him personally! With this victory, no one in the world can shake his throne, and he will have the opportunity to display his ambitions and reshape a new Ming! ”

Xing'an scratched his head, looking like he had an understanding, and then frowned, "But the emperor's life is too difficult!" ”

Zhu Qiming walked out of the noon gate quickly, stood on the empty square, glanced back at the noon gate, and saw a group of guards holding the salute in a solemn manner.

He waved at the guards, his gaze falling on the face of Xing'an, who was following closely. "Could it be that my father-in-law still wants to send eighteen phases?"

"Hey, hey, hey······" Xing'an scratched his head vigorously, "The Sprinkle family still wants to hear His Highness's high opinions." ”

The accompanying captain of the brocade guard avoided a little farther away, each concentrating on guard.

"All extraordinary patience is worth it, and what the emperor can do now is patience! Just imagine, the Warat people escorted the emperor back to the throne, which is tantamount to a great shame for my Ming Dynasty! At that time, will it be the Son of Heaven who will dominate the world, or the chief behind it? ”

Xing'an suddenly turned his head to look at Zhu Qiming, and saw that his extraordinary appearance was bathed in golden light, and only the bright eye waves passed through the circle of light cast by the sun, conveying an undoubted perseverance.

"Why does my father-in-law only stare at the front and harem? When you walk out of the Forbidden City, you will see clearly where people's hearts are! Most of the royal family members in the world led troops to the capital to defend the country, in their minds, the Zhu family who is the emperor is a small matter, and whether they will give the Ming Dynasty to Wara is a big matter, so no one wants to see the Wara army step into the capital half a step; The children of the Xun relatives and the families of countless fallen soldiers have a common enmity with the Tartar thieves; There are also people all over the city, who wants to see Waratel riding freely inside and outside the capital? This is the human heart! Today's emperor has thousands of expectations, if he can give the world an explanation, why can't he 'return to the heart of the world'! ”

Leaving behind the confused Xing'an, Zhu Qiming, escorted by Jinyiwei, left the noon gate, returned to Qiupu Xuan, changed to a carriage, and went straight to Wantingju.

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"See His Royal Highness King Yue."

After a group of maids retreated, they saw the door curtain lifted, a pretty face and two points of starlight came into view, and at this moment, the entire main hall seemed to suddenly be full of lights.

Looking at the familiar face in her dreams, Zhu Qiming noticed the urgency in her expression, and for some reason, the association between the wanderer and the thinking woman came to her mind. Perhaps, the thoughts hidden behind the urgency are like sultry moonlight, "Jade. The curtain can't be rolled up, and the clothes are smashed and the anvil is returned", after a long time of condensation, this is the moment of bright eyes and longing, and the eyes are like the moonlight of the wanderer.

"Sister!" The call was vibrato, like a dream.

Lu Xiyao smiled, walked out of the inner room, habitually turned her head slightly sideways, and her cheeks were flushed with a faint red cloud.

How many years have passed, and the re-seeing is like the first meeting, and the shame has never faded. In his opinion, shame should be the most beautiful color in the world!

I remember that when he just returned to Beijing from the border city of the town, he occasionally quarreled with Princess Changde, Princess Changde once laughed at him "never knew shame, must have a thick skin", he was very unconvinced after hearing this, once rushed to the time when the imperial grandmother trained him to be extremely embarrassed, ran back to the East Pavilion and secretly looked in the mirror, and unfortunately found that the person in the mirror really had a dead face! Frustrated, he almost punctured his face with an embroidery needle, just to see if he could squeeze out a few drops of blood.

"When the national disaster is at hand, it must be the king······· No, it's the emperor, presumably the emperor always lets you follow him, but the emperor was so deeply hidden, you have to be careful, don't suffer a second loss. ”

Zhu Qiming suddenly woke up, and when he read the words "national disaster is at the head", the warmth in his mind suddenly faded.

"I don't look at what he's hiding, I just look at what he wants to do. Everything is in order, and others have no right to demand from him. Oh, sister, let's not talk about these boring things. ”

Lu Xiyao pursed her lips and smiled again, the red cloud on her face seemed to be dissipating, "My father asked someone to bring a letter from the family, saying that the family is doing very well in Jiangnan. ”

I want to say goodbye to Mr. Lu, my wife, and that lovely sister Ziyin for a long time, it's time to take the time to write a letter, talk about the meaning of respecting the teacher, and talk about the friendship of the old people!

"Yun Niang, they can use flying pigeons to pass on the book, and they don't need to ask someone to send the letters in the future."

"Hmm." Lu Xiyao nodded lightly, "The current situation is complicated, and there may be many variables in the future, so let's let Sister Mei and them go to Jiangnan as soon as possible and leave the capital, a place of right and wrong." It seems that Uncle Pang seems to have the intention of keeping me, but he doesn't care about Sister Mei and what they do. ”

Don't call Uncle Pom! Zhu Qiming's good mood was lost in an instant, he suddenly sat down, and wanted to tell Lu Xiyao a few words, thinking that she had a delicate heart, so he swallowed the words that were about to be spoken, and nodded at her.