When he arrived at Feng Bao's duty room, Chen Mo pounced on the air again, and was told that this old ancestor had just come and was passed to Qianqing Palace by Zhu Yijun.

At this moment, Chen Mo was dumbfounded. Go to Qianqing Palace? When he saw Feng Bao, he couldn't listen to Zhu Yijun's face to persuade him not to rebel. Just waiting? So many people saw him enter the palace, if he didn't go to see Zhu Yijun, if it reached his ears, it would be a trouble after all.

He suddenly regretted his trip to the inner palace today, he knew that this was the case, and he couldn't delay the business if he went to Feng Bao again at night.

After weighing it for a long time next to the Zhongjing room, Chen Mo was still going to go to the Qianqing Palace-it was good to see Zhu Yijun first, and then persuade Feng Bao to find an opportunity.

Qianqing Palace is the main hall of the inner court of the Forbidden City and one of the three palaces after the inner court. Nine rooms are wide, five rooms are deep, the throne is in the middle of the hall, and there are warm pavilions at both ends. Founded in the eighteenth year of Yongle, since the beginning of Yongle, until Emperor Chongzhen, in addition to Wuzong Zhengde even lived in the leopard room, Jiajing moved to Xiyuan (now Zhongnanhai) from the "Renyin Palace Change", a total of 14 emperors of the Ming Dynasty took this palace as a dormitory.

That night Chen Mo came to the Qianqing Palace to take the red basket charcoal was too hurried, and it was night, did not pay attention to the scenery in the palace, at this moment the sun is rising, and the time is very abundant, all the way, through the "Golden Pavilion (Jiangshan Sheji Pavilion)", through the "Tiger Cave (there are three culverts along the south side of the main hall terrace and the junction of the Royal Road Dan Majesty, nearly two meters high, about one meter wide, the palace is strictly hierarchical, the ministers can not board the terrace and the royal road, can only walk back and forth in these three holes)", go to the top of the Dan Majesty, look at the bronze turtle and copper crane shining under the rising sun on the terrace left and right, Looking back at the majestic main hall, I couldn't help but be moved and admired.

The main hall of the Qianqing Palace is the top of the yellow glazed tile heavy eaves palace, which is located on the white marble pedestal, with a construction area of 1,400 square meters, and the scale is the first of the halls of the Forbidden City. From the table top to the main ridge is as high as more than 20 meters, and the eaves corner is placed with a ridged beast. Under the eaves, the upper layer of single-winged double-ang seven steps on the bucket, the lower layer of single-winged single-ang five-step bucket, decorated with the golden dragon color painting, three cross-six Ling partition doors and windows. The bright room in the hall, the east and west are connected.

There are golden pillars in the back eaves of the palace, and there is a screen between the golden pillars, and a dragon seat is set in front. Between the east and west ends is the warm pavilion, Zhu Yijun lives in the east warm pavilion, the west warm pavilion is the same as the heart palace, it is the place where he studies and governs on weekdays.

"Bastard, as a royal descendant, is this how you set an example for the subjects of the world?" Zhu Yijun's angry roar suddenly came from the closed palace door, pulling Chen Mo back to reality from his surging heart, just as Zhang Dashou came out of the hall with his head bowed, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Zhang Dashou is over forty years old, his tall figure looks a little rickety, white skin, triangular eyes, and he always raises his chin slightly when looking at people, looking very arrogant.

A few days ago, Chen Mo had a brief contact with him when he sold the accounts of the fifty taels of silver, but at that time, Chen Mo's identity was the Fengyu of the Qianqing Palace, and his direct subordinates had not seen him for a few days.

However, he is Feng Bao's cronies, and he knows Chen Mo's status in Feng Bao's heart, as an old fritter who has been up and down in the inner court for decades, his heart will naturally not be shown on his face, he bowed to Chen Mo in return, smiled, and said in a low voice: "Didn't Gonggong Chen recuperate from his injuries in Gaofu?" Why did you come to Qianqing Palace? ”

"There is something to do with looking for the old ancestor, I heard that the old ancestor was called to the Qianqing Palace by the Long Live Lord, and the younger generation came over...... Long live the lord, who is this training? Why are you so angry? ”

"King Lu, who else can there be? This time, the old ancestor also ate and hung up......"

"Who's outside the temple?" Before Zhang Dashou finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhu Yijun inside, shrank his head in fright, his face turned pale, he opened a palace door lightly, hurriedly entered the hall, and came out without much effort, and arched his hand at Chen Mo: "Long live the Lord told you to go in!" ”

Chen Mo faintly felt that Zhang Dashou's gaze at him was a little strange, but he didn't have time to think about it, he straightened up the big red sticker and walked in.

At the end of the empty space, on the high dragon seat, Zhu Yijun was wearing a black dragon suit, and his face was pale. Under the throne, there were two people kneeling with their heads bored, one was Feng Bao, and the other was Zhu Yihua, the king of Lu.

"Slave Chen Mo gave a gift to the Lord Long Live, Long Live!" In front of outsiders, Chen Mo naturally didn't dare to call himself a "minister" anymore, walked a few steps, knelt down behind Feng Bao and kowtowed.

"Get up!" Zhu Yijun's voice softened, he glanced at Chen Mo's hanging arm and said, "If you don't recuperate at home, what are you running blind?" ”

"Long live the lord is the backbone of the slave, I don't see the lord for a few days, the slave can't sleep well, and the food is not delicious, this ......"

"This fart," Zhu Yijun interrupted Chen Mo with a standing eye: "Don't be flamboyant, get up and stand up!" After saying that, he stood up from the throne, Xu walked down the steps in front of the throne, walked in front of Zhu Yihua, and his tone changed to stern again: "Look at him, the palm seal of the Salary Saving Division personally appointed by the Queen Mother and I, the important minister of the inner court, was almost killed by you for a fool, do you still have the queen mother in your eyes, and I am the brother?" ”

Zhu Yihua gritted his teeth and glanced at Chen Mo, put his head on the gold brick and whispered: "Brother Huang spares his life, and his brother knows that he is wrong!" ”

Zhu Yijun snorted coldly, staring at Zhu Yijun's head with hatred, for a long time, he sighed: "You are still young, and the queen mother and I have high hopes for you, for fear that you will go astray...... Is our royal reputation okay? At a young age, he doesn't want to make progress, he only knows how to indulge in women, and the emperor has a spirit in the sky, how can he feel at ease? Step down, punish you for thinking about it behind closed doors for a month, and send the little lady in the big companion's house back, and you are not allowed to touch women again within a month! ”

"Yes!" Zhu Yihua got up and glanced at Chen Mo, and retreated.

"The big companion is also flat!"

"Long live thanks!" Feng Bao slowly stood up, and before he could stand still, Zhu Yijun said: "The eldest companion is too, King Lu is still young, and he should be disciplined and admonished, how can he send him a woman?" ”

"The old slave doesn't want to, but King Lu has taken a fancy to it, the old slave ......" Feng Bao opened his mouth to explain, and in the middle of his words, he suddenly saw Chen Mo giving him a look, hurriedly stopped, paused, and knelt down again: "The old slave knows that he is wrong, and he begs for punishment from the Lord Long Live!" ”

Zhu Yijun didn't pay attention to Chen Mo's small movements, and when he saw that Feng Bao was abnormal, he couldn't help but be very satisfied, and personally stretched out his hand to help him up: "Forget it, the eldest companion is old, and there are people who are confused for a while...... You are the first emperor to trust the lonely minister, don't be afraid of slander, if there is such a thing in the future, you still have to take on the responsibility of the lonely minister. ”

"The old slave knows, long live the old slave is really higher than the sky, the old slave ......" As he spoke, Feng Bao actually shed two lines of old tears, and he couldn't go on.

Zhu Yijun stretched out his hand, stopped in mid-air for a moment, and gently patted Feng Bao's shoulder: "Time flies so fast!" He sighed and sighed.

Looking at the old man and the young man in front of him, Chen Mo suddenly felt chills all over his body, and couldn't help but shiver.

PS:The plot seems to be a little dull lately.,But it's fast.,Soon it's going to usher in the final ** of this volume.,It should be an ending that everyone can't imagine.,If you don't believe it, you can guess.,If someone guesses right, let's add more!