After leaving the root of the imperial city, Zhu Youzhu went straight to the train station, and he suddenly wanted to go to City B to see the real Daming Palace. Seeing Pang Zihan this morning made this idea even stronger. Pang Zihan firmly said that Zhen Zhen wanted them to have a good time? But Zhu Youzhu guessed that his Zhen Zhen must know many things, about what happened after he came to modern times, but now he has no way to ask her, but the idea of going to City B is stronger than a wave, and City B may not be able to find anything!

Mr. Zhu Youji, who went out alone with his ID card and wallet, really admired the development of modern science and technology for the first time in his life. The people on the train either squinted their eyes to sleep, or listened to songs and watched TV series with headphones and smiled, only Zhu Youzhu looked at the scenery flashing outside the window and was amazed. It is unimaginable that the journey of more than 1,200 kilometers from city S to city B now takes only six hours. The trees outside the window floated neatly in front of him, and Zhu Youzhu never got tired of looking at them. You can see yourself in the transparent glass window, neat short hair, simple clothes, is a modern man's dress, just look at the appearance, there is nothing like the previous self, I just don't know if this kind of self is seen by Zhen Zhen, whether he will recognize it.

It was five o'clock in the afternoon when Zhu Youzhu arrived in City B, and the Forbidden City was no longer allowed to enter. Zhu Youzhu went to make an appointment for tomorrow's visit, and the people at the ticket office warmly recommended the tour guide, but Zhu Youzhu refused, and the tour guide didn't know as much as he knew.

Zhu Youzhu went to the famous Tiananmen Square in City B again, and walked around the outer circle over and over again, until the cold wind swished into his neck, the sun set, and the night hit, Zhu Youzhu dragged his soft and sore legs to the nearest residence to Daming Palace.

Since he came to modern times, Zhu Youzhu has never dreamed of Zhen Zhen and the children, and he rarely really falls asleep, often watching it all night with his eyes open. Sometimes he also reads books, almost all of them are history books since him, every time he opens the book, he always thinks of Zhen Zhen's sentence "Don't read history books when you go back", he didn't listen to her, so she didn't come to see him in her dreams.

But this night, Zhu Youzhu dreamed of his queen, and his Ah Rong swinging in Kunning Palace, the pear vortex at the corner of his mouth was delicate and charming, and his Ah Rong was still the same age as back then, and his fleshy little face looked very similar to Zhen Zhen when she was a child. It seems that a long time has passed in the dream, Zhu Youzhi has been standing under the hundred-year-old locust tree in Kunning Palace and watching, his queen and Ah Rong are on the swing, and the laughter floats straight into Zhu Youji's heart......

On the second day, it was already nine o'clock when Zhu Youzhu got up, and he rarely slept until this time, so he hurriedly packed up and went out. There was already a queue in front of the Daming Palace, and the lively tour group shouted over and over again with a small loudspeaker, and it seemed that Zhu Youji, who was alone, was very lonely. Zhu Youzhi put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly forward with the team. After entering the Daming Palace from the noon gate, the tour group took the team to the right, passed through the Concord Gate and went to Wenyuan Pavilion first. Zhu Youzhu walked straight forward, and the tour guide shouted to him with a loudspeaker: "That gentleman, you should go with us, you can't see or understand a lot of things by yourself." "Handsome guys are always easy to attract attention and attract kindness. But Zhu Youzhu shook his head lightly and continued to walk forward, Kunning Palace was his first stop.

Passing through the Taihe Palace, the Zhonghe Hall and the Baohe Palace, passing the Qianqing Gate, these are all familiar scenes in Zhu Youji's eyes, bypassing the Qianqing Palace and going north, I arrived at the gate of Kunning Palace, and saw the big locust tree that is still towering from afar. The big locust tree in winter has no dense branches and leaves, and its stout body looks up at the earth proudly, it should be proud, no one has seen more dynasties than it, and it still stands tall for hundreds of years.

At this time, there were not many people in Kunning Palace, Zhu Youzhu slowly approached, and the familiar and cordial feeling became stronger and stronger, here, Zhen Zhen once stood here from a distance and watched his sedan chair come over, and then the wind rushed up, looking up and asking him, "You came back so early today." Zhu Youzhu walked under the locust tree and looked at the place where his queen and Ah Rong used to swing together, but now it is a flat land, where there is any swing. The inner palace door of Kunning Palace is open, and the main hall can also be entered, it is a little dim inside, the main seat is separated by a fence, Zhu Youzhu can only watch from a distance, many are different, there are many queen mothers who have lived here after his queen, he is wrong, the shadow left by Zhen Zhen has disappeared without a trace on these cold and strange things. Zhen Zhen doesn't like such patterns, she always dislikes such patterns as rustic. In the Ming Dynasty, such a flower representing wealth and harmony is the favorite of many rich official wives, he just smiled and doted and said, "If you don't like it, replace it", only to find out here that the aesthetic is different, his Zhen Zhen likes simple things the most, and he likes it now.

Walk through an antique gate to the left to the queen's bedroom, which is still separated, and many places on the railing have been rubbed white, presumably there are many people leaning on this place to take pictures. Zhu Youzhi looked at a pair of men and women in front of him and walked past him after taking a photo with a smile, the man pointed to a place in his mobile phone and complained, "Look if this place is broken, how can I see that there is a seam......" "Isn't it normal to be broken, how many years old is this......"

Zhu Youzhu walked over to look at the crack they were talking about, a finger-long crack on the tail of the extravagant carved phoenix, spread flat on the smooth surface. It wasn't the wood that cracked on its own, it was cut by Zhen Zhen with a sharp knife, she used to stare at the place and chanted, "This short knife is really sharpened like clay, Emperor, you carry ...... with you" The short knife was found by her, and after proving its sharpness, she held the box and put the thing into his arms with a smile. Zhu Youzhi wanted to touch the wound, but it was too far away, just like the distance between them, which was obviously close at hand, but far away in the sky.

The phoenix collapse was cleaned up, and there was still no shadow of her, Zhu Youzhu turned around and returned to the big locust tree, touching the rough texture on it, he even wanted to hug this tree, the old god tree that spanned a hundred years, I don't know if Zhen Zhen was sad about it after he left?

“...... This is Kunning Palace, where the ancient queen lived, the original items here are now on display in the museum, tomorrow our itinerary is to visit the museum, where the exhibition includes the queen's phoenix crown, the queen's clothes, and the queen's ......" tour group also came here, the tour guide gushed to make this place lively, mixed with the admiration of tourists. Zhu Youzhu hated that this place was watched by so many people, but he couldn't do anything, and finally stroked the old locust tree and turned away. The guide's words reminded him that he still had to go to the museum to see if there was something left by Zhen Zhen......

There are not many people who go to the museum, and the environment is much quieter than that of Daming Palace, Zhu Youzhu saw the phoenix crown worn by the ceremony after Zhen Zhen was sealed through the tightly sealed glass cover, and some old clothes were neatly displayed. Zhu Youzhu looked carefully, and he couldn't wait to imprint all the lines on his clothes in his mind. This is Vera's garment...... It was a dress he hadn't seen before, but he could feel Zhenzhen's body temperature, and he could imagine what Zhenzhen would look like when she put it on. Zhu Youji's pupils dilated, little by little, his eyes gently swept across the dress, from the collar to the cuffs, greedily remembering that dynasty.

Further inside, is the display of the emperors of the past dynasties left behind the items, or jade seals, or jade beads, there are silver cat and mouse brushes, there are also dried inkstones, Zhu Youzhu slowly looked forward, to his own place, that piece of a painting, red clothes and white snow, carved into the bottom of the heart. This is when he painted her as a child, how old was she, was she eight years old, or seven years old?

"This painting looks very strange, say it was painted by Daming Xianzong, and it doesn't look like a ......" There was a white-bearded old man standing in front of the painting, seeing that Zhu Youzhu was also interested in this, and he felt a little like-minded...... Young man, if you look at the pen of this painting, Xianzong is a man, the pen is atmospheric and should be very heavy, and the end should be neat and not twisted, but this painting is not, the landing is light, the end is long, more like a woman's painting. But this painting is collected in Xianzong's most precious jade wood inlaid emerald box, many historians say that this is the painting of the deceased Xianzong of the Empress Xiaokangjing at that time, but some people say that this is the Empress Xiaokangjing painted by Xianzong, and the little girl in red clothes in it is the Empress Xiaokangjing when she was a child, and everyone has different opinions......

Zhu Youzhu took a closer look, and sure enough... , which he did not paint.

He had looked at this picture countless times and guessed what the naughty and bold girl was doing, and when he stroked the fiery red rat fur cloak with his big palm, his complicated mind would get a moment of peace. At that time, he was in trouble both internally and externally, and he was often irritable. This painting is a painting that can heal himself, and he remembers every little detail.

Obviously, the one placed here was not painted by him, but by her.

"The old gentleman is right, this is not painted by Xianzong. Zhu Youzhu admires these old men who focus on research, many descriptions in the book reproduce the economy and humanities of the Ming Dynasty, it seems that these old scholars have experienced it personally, and Zhu Youzhu has the idea of talking to the old man.

The old man touched his beard and nodded with emotion: "I can't see that you, a young man, really have two strokes, so you are sure that this is not a painting by Xianzong?"

"It's ...... Empress Xiao Kangjing painted it, it was Empress Xiao Kangjing who copied Xianzong's painting, and there must be a similar painting, but I don't know where it has gone now. When she said this, Zhu Youji's heart suddenly hurt, why did Zhen Zhen copy his painting, and what was she thinking when she copied this painting?

"Young man, tell me why you are so sure?" asked the old man with a smile.