"Stupid, rice bucket, pig!"

Zhu Jian, who was pale, pointed at Wang Chengen and Lei Yin and scolded, the blue tendons on his forehead loomed, obviously in a state of rage, and the Jinyiwei and Dongchang masters who were sent to kill Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong not only failed to kill the target, but on the contrary, they were chopped up a few, and left without a trace, can he not vomit blood in anger?

Wang Chengen and Lei Yin knelt on the ground, their faces were pale and bloodless, and cold sweat was pouring from their foreheads, but no one dared to wipe it, they didn't expect it to be such a result, this is an important matter that the emperor told him to explain, and now that he has done it, what else can he do except admit his guilt and receive punishment? If you want to blame, you can only blame your stupid rice bucket.

"Get up, this may be providential......"

vented the anger in his heart, Zhu Jian slowly calmed down, with a helpless wry smile on his face, he had already desperately opened his golden finger and made all kinds of layouts in advance, including sending masters to kill Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong, and get rid of future troubles forever, but God played a joke with him, this may be providence, Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong are destined to become his powerful enemies.

Wang Chengen and Lei Yin dared to stand up, hunched their waists, and kept wiping the cold sweat beads on their foreheads, the matter has come to this point, and the remedy can only be to send a large number of factory guards to search for Li Zicheng, Zhang Xianzhong and their henchmen, but whether they can succeed or not, maybe only God knows.

"I want to be quiet...... Zhu Jian sat on the chair, waved his hand, and motioned for the two to step back, he wanted to calm down.

Quietly? Which little lady?

Wang Chengen and Lei Yin glanced at each other, quietly retreated, and then sent someone to inquire about the little lady called Jingjing.

The news naturally spread to Queen Zhou and Queen Yi'an, so there was a burst of chickens and dogs in the palace, and all the young and beautiful palace maids were questioned, there were two palace maids named Jingjing, but they were already in their thirties, and it could not be the quiet little lady that the emperor thought.

"It must be outside the palace!" Empress Zhou had an idea, the emperor has been running outside the palace recently, although he went to Jinyiwei Zhenfu Division, Weapons Bureau, Gunpowder Bureau and other places to be busy with business, but there may be something on the road, such as meeting a young and beautiful young lady named Jingjing.

"You, I really don't know what to say about you......" Empress Yi'an shook her head and smiled bitterly, with a touch of helplessness in her smile, as well as envy and loneliness.

Queen Zhou let out a faint sigh, looked down at her flat abdomen, she really wanted to give birth to a bunch of dragons for the emperor, but her stomach was not angry, there was no movement at all, if it wasn't for the fact that the archmages in the palace were blasted out of the palace by the emperor, she really wanted to go to the hexagram.

Jin Yiwei and Dongchang have another task, in the capital to quietly visit the little lady called Jingjing, the age is about 14-18 years old, after all, the emperor is only sixteen years old, can not be too bad, people should be beautiful, hips should be bigger, buttocks can be born, family background must be innocent.

Last night, the temperature plummeted, it snowed heavily, and when I woke up in the morning, the sky and the earth were silvery white, the rich people enjoyed the snow, and the poor people were still busy struggling to make a living.

Zhu Jian was in a bad mood, so he slipped out of the palace to relax, but this time he did not pretend to be a little eunuch, but a white shirt and robe, dressed as a scholar, Wang Chengen pretended to be a housekeeper, and the dragon and tiger guards pretended to be guarded by family guards.

Since then, Zhu Jian has been out of the palace more than a dozen times, but every time there is an emergency, he comes and goes in a hurry, and he has no time to go shopping at all, this time it can be regarded as official shopping.

Jingshi is the political center of the Ming Dynasty, a metropolis that integrates politics, culture and economy, with a constant stream of pedestrians on the streets and a dazzling array of goods for sale, which seems to be extremely prosperous, at least on the surface.

Seeing the beggars curled up in the corner of the street, shivering from the cold, Zhu Jian sighed and asked Wang Chengen to pay for all the steamed buns in a noodle shop and distribute them to those beggars.

"Thank you, Childe......"

Those beggars, big and small, tried their best to stuff the hot and fragrant steamed buns into their mouths while thanking them, choking and rolling their eyes.

I don't know who released the news, many beggars of all sizes poured in from all directions, and Wang Chengen bought all the steamed buns from several nearby noodle shops to barely get enough points.

Zhu Jian's mood was not very good, looking at these beggars who were gobbling up, his mood became heavier and heavier, Da Ming, how can I save you?

Perhaps because of his distraction, Zhu Jian instinctively walked and unconsciously walked near the overpass.

There are a lot of people gathered in the area of the overpass, almost all of them are cloth people, juggling, performers, playing music and singing, selling clay people, everything, three religions and nine streams, mixed fish and dragons, the four dragon and tiger guards did not dare to be negligent, and carefully surrounded Zhu Jian and Wang Chengen in the middle.

A rapid sound of gongs attracted Zhu Jian, and when he saw a group of people gathered not far in front of him, he curiously squeezed in to take a look, it turned out to be a juggler, but when he focused his eyes on the little lady in red who was walking on the soft rope, he couldn't help but be stunned.

In later life, Zhu Jian also liked some beautiful actresses like many young boys, most boys liked Da Bing, but he liked Xiaoice, and Da Bing Xiaoice was the nickname of several of their buddies for the two female stars.

Everyone has their own aesthetics, he likes Xiaoice with melon face, big eyes, straight nose, and plump red lips, collected some of her posters, and sometimes even YY that his future girlfriend must look a little like Xiaoice, as a result, he didn't even hold the girl's hand.

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old little lady in red looks very much like his Xiaoice idol, so that he once had the illusion, could it be that Xiaoice also crossed?

The little lady in red was spreading her arms and stepping on the soft rope, slowly moving forward, a cold wind was blowing, and the little lady in red who was stepping on the rope couldn't help but shake, she was trying to regain her balance.

As the people watching applauded, an abrupt voice sounded, "Be careful. ”

Zhu Jian regarded her as the idol Xiaoice of the later life, and seeing that she was a little out of balance by the cold blow, shaking on the rope, he couldn't help but worry about her, and subconsciously reminded her.

"Childe, she's very good." One of the dragon and tiger guards said in a low voice.

"Master?" Zhu Jian said aback, and then smiled bitterly, brother was worried in vain, he met the eyes of Xiaoice's idol and returned a sunny smile.

The little lady in red had a red face, and hurriedly moved, and soon came to the end of the rope, from which she jumped lightly, and walked around with a bowl in the sound of gongs.

"Dear folks, as the saying goes, rely on your parents at home and your friends outside...... Our red family class goes south and north...... Those who have money hold a money field, and those who don't have money hold a personal field......" The strong man sang while beating the gong.

There was a jingle sound, and the people watching threw money into the bowl one after another, but most of them were one or two cents, and the generous ones were only a dozen cents.

When the lady in red walked in front of Zhu Jian with a bowl, her pretty face turned red inexplicably, but her big smart eyes were boldly looking at him.

Zhu Jian mobilized the muscles of his cheeks, gave her what he thought was the most handsome and purest smile, and threw a white snowflake silver into the bowl.

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