Chapter Twenty-Seven: Sending a Letter to Iraq
"Zhu Gongzi, seeing that the time is almost up, but there are still many places in Ganye Temple that have not been repaired, how is this good?" Li Chunfeng in the shed seemed to be very anxious. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Aren't there three months left?" Zhu Mingyang's five fingers kept knocking on the wooden table, and it seemed that his mood was not so relaxed. In fact, every time Zhu Mingyang goes to the ruins behind Ganye Temple, he is also very worried, after all, the project cannot be completed, it is not a matter of one person, it is very likely that the entire construction will have something.
"Zhu Gongzi doesn't know, the days are longer in spring and summer, so you can do more every day, but in the second half of the year, the days will become shorter, so you can't do it in the dark." Li Chunfeng explained to Zhu Mingyang.
Actually, how could Zhu Mingyang not know this truth, but he was also thinking of a way. It would be nice to see the emperor, and persuade him to accept the project later. It's just that how did he see today's saint in a cloth cloth, last time Li Chunfeng recommended himself to be a member of the Ministry of Labor, I don't know if the emperor agreed, if the emperor agreed, he might still be able to enter the palace to persuade the emperor, because Zhu Mingyang understands that history records that this Tang Gaozong Li Zhi is also a Ming monarch, not a mediocre monarch. However, now that he is nothing, thinking of this, Zhu Mingyang sighed helplessly.
"May I ask if Zhu Gongzi is there?" Just as Zhu Mingyang sighed, a delicate voice came to mind outside the wooden shed.
"Is that her? How did she get here? As soon as Zhu Mingyang heard the voice, he knew that it was Wu Zetian who came.
"You're here!" I saw a worker leading Wu Zetian in through the door of the wooden shed.
"What are you looking for from me?" This Wu Zetian has always been on the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and Zhu Mingyang doesn't know what he wants to do to ask Zhu Mingyang for help this time.
"Oh! Zhu Gongzi, that's ......" Wu Zetian glanced at Li Chunfeng next to him, and stopped talking.
"Then you talk, I'll go outside and see how the workers are doing." Seeing this, Li Chunfeng retreated knowingly.
"Zhu Gongzi, after your enlightenment last time, I thought a lot, if two people really love each other, why should they care about each other's identity, let alone be bound by the world, just love each other and don't care about other people's opinions." Wu Zetian's brows full of wisdom finally relaxed.
"You're not going to come here today to tell me this, are you?" Zhu Mingyang looked dazed.
"Zhu Gongzi, it's really unusual, this is also guessed by you. I have come today to ask you for something. Wu Zetian took out an envelope from his sleeve, but it was different from today's envelope, and the word "charm" was written on the envelope with Juanxiu's brush.
"This ......," Zhu Mingyang pointed to the envelope in confusion.
"I want Zhu Gongzi to deliver this letter to the Holy Master by hand?" Wu Zetian said earnestly.
"Why don't you deliver this letter yourself?" Sure enough, it's not good to find me, Zhu Mingyang sighed in his heart.
"According to Tang Law, I can't meet the Holy One face-to-face, so please Gongzi agree to me about this." Wu Zetian handed over the letter.
"But how should I, a common man, enter the inner courtyard of this deep palace?" Zhu Mingyang reluctantly accepted the letter.
"Childe is very smart, there will definitely be a way. I believe in Childe, which is why I don't look for someone else but Childe. Wu Zetian cast a trusting look at Zhu Mingyang.
"I'll try as much as I can." Zhu Mingyang didn't want to agree, but thinking that the future empress trusted him so much and regarded herself as a confidant, it was difficult to refuse. Besides, I may need to rely on her help in the future.
As soon as Wu Zetian left, Zhu Mingyang greeted Li Chunfeng and prepared to go to the palace. Ganye Temple is not far from the palace, and after a while, Zhu Mingyang arrived at the gate of the inner city. At the gates of the city, as before, several soldiers with spears stood guard on both sides of the gates, and these soldiers seemed to be more dutiful than the soldiers of the outer city, and each soldier stood straight and motionless.
"How do I get in?" Zhu Mingyang stomped his feet back and forth on the streets at the city gate, looking at the inner city through the city gate from time to time, if only the emperor could come out by himself at this time.
"Is that him?" Zhu Mingyang's frowning brows relaxed, because he saw a silver armor general teaching the soldiers guarding the door at the door, and that silver armor general was Xue Rengui, who had just arrived in Chang'an to "invite" Zhu Mingyang and Cuicui to dinner. Since it was Xue Rengui who was training the soldiers defending the city, it would be easy to do.
"Oh, Brother Xue is you again!" Zhu Mingyang greeted him with a smile on his face.
"It's you! Who are you? Xue Rengui frowned at the pair of thick eyebrows. That day, as soon as Xue Rengui woke up, he asked all his relatives, but all the relatives said that they didn't know Zhu Mingyang, and Xue Rengui couldn't figure it out. As soon as he saw Zhu Mingyang today, Xue Rengui wanted to ask about Zhu Mingyang's identity.
"I'm Zhu Mingyang? Have you forgotten, you're not interesting. Zhu Mingyang put his hand on Xue Rengui's silver armor and slapped it vigorously.
"Does my Xue family have relatives like you? You don't come to me. Xue Rengui shook off Zhu Mingyang's hand.
"Relatives? Did I say it was your relative? Zhu Mingyang pretended to be confused.
"Yes, it seems that you didn't say it, so why do you know me, even my children know?" Xue Rengui cast a puzzled look.
"Oops! Brother Xue, blame me, blame me, blame me for not making it clear to you when I was eating. Actually, I'm not your relative, I don't know you, but my father knows you, and he hung a portrait at home, exactly like you, and my father told me that you are his benefactor, and when I met you on the street that day, I couldn't help but say hello when I saw you and the people in the portrait. Zhu Mingyang rolled his eyes and tried his best to keep the lie from being recognized.
"That's right! Dare to ask your father's name? Xue Rengui didn't seem to believe it very much.
"This, my father's name is Zhu Youcai, and my father died in the frontier when he was very young." Zhu Mingyang rubbed his eyes and pretended to be very sad.
"Zhu Youcai? Haven't you heard of this person, and you've been on the side with me? Who else knows your father? Xue Rengui was confused, because there were often several names on the battlefield for secrecy.
"I know of another person who must know my father, and that is the Holy One today. In the past, when the saint was still the prince, he often found his father to practice martial arts. Zhu Mingyang thought about it and said.
"What nonsense, do you want the Holy One to come out and prove my relationship with your father? I think you must be a swindler. Come on, drag him down and hit fifty boards. Xue Rengui seemed to be beginning to doubt Zhu Mingyang's identity.
"O iniquity! I heard my father say that Xue Rengui was a generation of loyalty, but I didn't expect that he was a person who would not let go even the descendants of his brothers on the battlefield. Seeing this, Zhu Mingyang hurriedly shouted loudly, and after a while, the surroundings were surrounded by pedestrians.
"You...... Okay, I'll take you to the Holy One, and if you're lying, even if I spare you, Your Majesty won't let you go. Xue Rengui angrily pulled Zhu Mingyang into the city gate, and the soldiers guarding the city saw that it was Xue Rengui's person, and none of them stepped forward to ask, so the two men pulled and walked towards the palace.