The splendid palace is full of luxurious and brilliant people, women or men, all of which are just a symbol, the symbol of the Ming Empire. This is the class, the class on which the empire depends, and if it loses these signs of hierarchy, it is the so-called state that will not be a state, and will become an anarchic state. As long as there is a group of people, no matter what the social form, there will be a division of classes. Ding Yi didn't intend to erase this qiē, he didn't dislike these people, and he didn't look at those gorgeous clothes and ornaments, and immediately remembered the people's fat and people's ointment, because he knew very well that utopia could not exist zài.

But he was at a loss, just because for a while, he was surrounded by the Empress Dowager Sun with so many symbols, trapped in the game and unable to struggle. When those women praised him for being as long as jade, starry eyes and sword eyebrows, and boasting like Pan An's reincarnation and Song Yu's rebirth, they said that there was a certain woman in the family, who was in the prime of life, and how picturesque, virtuous and virtuous was ......

It was a warmth that Ding Yi had never felt, even if he knew that it was a plan, he knew that it was poison. In his previous life and present life, he never had parents and elders who urged him to get married and have children. For others, it is a sorrow that is extremely distressing, and it is a nagging that he does not want to face, but for him, it is happiness that can only be found in dreams. His heart was still clearly aware that this was a ring used by the royal family to bind him, but he couldn't help but indulge in the trivial warmth, and in the intoxication and sobriety, Ding Yi seemed to feel that he had split into two selves.

I have to say that the palace is the place of the most vicious conspiracy and battle in the world, and the queen can be forced to flee as a concubine. And the Empress Dowager Sun, who won the final victory, maybe she was powerless, maybe she could only cry weakly on the battlefield. But in this palace, in this Forbidden City, she is a peerless master, she is not powerless because of the fading face, she uses her graceful and luxurious temperament as armor, with a mother's heart as a sword, and this group of women waving the flag for her. She killed the invincible Ding Rongcheng on the battlefield, whether she was dispatching troops or carrying swords and horses, to the point that she could not defeat the army!

Ding Yi sat there, far-fetched and stiff trying to get out of this state. But I was always unconsciously embarrassed by the words of those women. He was able to quietly and silently begin the foundation of the industrial revolution in the Ming Dynasty; He was able to solve the problems of those skilled craftsmen in the workshop. show them the way forward; He had hundreds of years of knowledge more than anyone else in his age. He knew very well that the earth was round, which was just common sense to him, and he also knew that in a few years, the time of the Xiaoice River would come, and he could even have a general idea of where history was going......

But it didn't work, these things didn't give him the slightest strength.

Empress Dowager Sun, a master of palace fighting, saw through it at a glance. At a glance, he saw through Ding Yi's defense, not a marquis and a king. It's not beauty like jade, it's not a division of the territory, money and jewelry. She knew what he lacked, and she saw through it from the time he came back from Maoerzhuang to report the news, so she regarded Ding Yi as a righteous son from the beginning. Or she was really moved at that moment, or the peerless master of Gong Dou, a trick buried casually - Ding 10,000 troops couldn't bear to abandon Yingzong when they were all gone, and in the enemy camp surrounded by thousands of horsemen, to maintain the dignity of an emperor for Yingzong, at that time, Empress Dowager Sun, as Yingzong's mother, listened to it and was moved, and regarded this Ding Yi as a righteous son, what is unreasonable to say? And with the identity of this stepmother, at this time, it is really a mess.

Ding Yi was counted by the women in a chaotic manner, so that a smirk appeared on his face from time to time, and then the Empress Dowager Sun looked at the heat, and taught the eunuch Xiao Qiang to lead Ding Yi to the palace on the side: "Rujin, the mourning family is not forced to pull you here, accompany the rules, go to the side hall, they are all children of the same age, I think it will make you easier...... Remember, relax, this is not Yunyuan, and you're only in your twenties, do you know? ”

"The child obeys." As soon as Ding responded, he followed the eunuch out of the palace, and even his steps seemed to be much lighter, this warmth, although it was poison, soothed his soul that was plagued by battlefield trauma, and taught him to gradually return to the state and feelings of a normal person from a sophisticated war machine.

Far away from the palace, away from the blazing brazier, in the winding corridor, the chill of the wind and snow made Ding suddenly shrink his neck consciously, and stretched out his hand to tighten his clothes. This allowed him to finally get out of that state, this is not him, this is a young man in his twenties, who is full of love from his elders, and he subconsciously moves in this cold winter.

He put down the raised hand and straightened his waist, a familiar feeling made him feel that he had found himself, it was almost burned in his bones, the mark of a soldier, this is between blood and fire, a warrior who swirls between drug lords and jungles, and against the criminal police of drug dealers and murderers, in the face of cold subconscious movements, Ding Yi, who never flinched, no matter what era, no matter where he was, whether it was wind and rain or sharp blades, he had never been cowardly and fearless to face this qiē.

"Young master, Niangniang is really like she has come out to you, if you say something disrespectful, it is grandpa......" Xiao Qiang led the way and muttered obediently, but he didn't expect that Ding Yi next to him was no longer the young man who smirked and walked out of the palace with him. Ding Yi is Ding Yi after all, what can make him powerless and make him helpless is only the Empress Dowager Sun, not this eunuch.

He is the founder of the Thunder Academy of the Ming Empire, the actual ruler of Wuliangha and Yunyuan, Guangxi, and he is the imperial history of the left capital of the Ming Dynasty, he listened to Xiao Qiang's words, and said in a deep voice: "You go to find the emperor and tell him that the student was left behind by his mother, and he has to go and bring in the entourage outside the palace gate so that he can teach someone to take the object for him." ”

Xiao Qiang was stunned for a moment, why did Ding Zongxian seem to have changed people? But I heard Ding Yi say coldly: "Looking at the fate of returning to Beijing all the way by sea, the student said more, if this thing is done late, you will die." As for this, the father-in-law is good at doing it himself. After that, Ding Yi was silent, and Xiao Qiang was so shocked by him that cold sweat oozed from his back, so naturally he didn't continue to read it anymore.

When I got to the left of the palace on the side, I heard the sound of string music coming from before I could reach it. Xiao Qiang led Ding Yi here, and then greeted the eunuch outside the hall, and said to him: "Niangniang taught our family to bring Young Master Rujin here to be close and close to all the nobles. Then he hesitated, but still said honestly and in a low voice, "Young Master Rujin, the slave maid went to the Niangniang Palace to recover her life, so she went to the grandfather's ......."

Ding Yi shook his head and said to him: "What should you do, the student has no right to instruct his father-in-law, and he has said what he should say." Then he patted Xiao Qiang on the shoulder, and went to the palace with the eunuch who was leading with the dust in his arms. Leaving Xiao Qiang outside the hall with a bitter face, he thought for a long time and turned his head and walked quickly, just to find the Empress Dowager after recovering her life, it was too late, although he didn't know anything, but he had been to Yunyuan, he saw Ding Rongcheng, and he never lied!

Compared with Xiao Qiang's nervousness, Ding Yi, who entered the palace, was once again indulged in warmth, not only the brazier in the palace, but also the pleasant silk bamboo and dancing beauties in the palace, it was worship. The palace was full of young people, or more strictly speaking, young nobles, as Empress Dowager Sun said.

Those are the descendants of the Zhu family in Beijing, and some of them are descendants of concubines who have descended to the clan of General Fengguo; There are also many descendants of the nobles, such as jumping up from the banquet, throwing the wine glass in his hand, jumping over the case and rushing over, three steps away from Ding, immediately pushing the gold mountain and pouring the jade pillar, and bowing down to the British Gong Zhang Mao, who is already a thirteen or fourteen-year-old young man, it is the time to develop and change his voice, the voice is particularly harsh, and he can also teach the people in the seat, etc., can hear clearly: "Unfilial son Zhang Mao, knock and ask Mr. is well!" ”

Ding Yizheng pulled Zhang Mao up hard, and when he didn't teach him to grab the ground with his head, there was already chaos in the palace, and many young people pushed the case, and there were seven or eight nobles who were good friends with Zhang Mao, and they rushed closer, bowed to Ding Yi, and praised in his mouth: "I've seen Mr.!" He called himself "private disciples", which means that although they are not included in the Ding Yi wall, they all regard themselves as Ding Yi's disciples.

This is just the first wave, and then more than a dozen children of the clan also rushed out, and they also bowed their heads, each reporting their names, and calling them sir, Ding Yi pulled up this, and that one bowed down. Even those nobles and clans who did not leave the table also stood up one after another, and all of a sudden, Ding Yi became the focus of this palace like the most brilliant sun.

No matter how sober Ding is, among these young people who admire his literary style or open up territory for the Ming Empire, if he is very painful and troublesome, it is absolutely impossible, you must know that this is the nobles in the Ming Empire, the superiors of this huge country, or the second and third generations of young officials in Beijing of the Ming Dynasty, they will never pull and pull, nor will they be rude and yelling, the etiquette they have trained since childhood makes them just right between their behaviors, and the trembling voice and eyes are from the heart of admiration, If Ding Yi doesn't feel happy, then he is probably a lifeless iron stone.

What's more, among these young people, Ding Yi looked at it from afar, and the independent shadow taught him a few shadows that appeared in his heart when he was idle.

He walked forward, the young Xungui next to him automatically made way for him, he stepped forward step by step, Yi was on the other side, just looking at him so quietly, just like the last time he entered Beijing, she was still dressed in snow-white plain clothes, reflecting the ice muscles and jade bones, the steps on the sideburns, the jasper pendant shook gently, just like Ding Yiyi's heart.

Step by step, stepping into the bureau that I know has been arranged for a long time, and it is a bureau where gentleness is a knife.

And this is only the first day, the first day of Ding Yi's return to Beijing. (To be continued......)