"Don't dare to be instructed." Feng Bu lowered his voice: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince selected a part of the entourage a few days ago, but the eldest princess disagreed, so there was a big quarrel over this. ”

"And such a thing?" Jiang Banxia pretended to be surprised: "But I haven't received any news that I don't need to participate in the sacrifice?" ”

"Your Highness doesn't disagree." Feng Bu was speechless and said: "Don't look at His Highness's young age, he can't have the right idea." ”

Feng Bu approached: "Today, the eldest princess sent a high lieutenant to make up for the lack of a close attendant, and His Royal Highness made a big fire for this, so I will call you later." ”

Jiang Banxia nodded thoughtfully, no wonder the little prince would smash things in the dormitory.

"Let's go into the temple to serve, if there is anything in the same family, just ask, don't be polite, anyone who can help will be helped." Feng Bu's face was full of smiles, and he didn't have the angry appearance he had before.

Sure enough, the people who mix in the palace have the ability to change their faces.

...

The festival only begins, when the sun rises, symbolizing that the great god shines on the earth, and the spring day is about to be revived, and the year is auspicious.

The spring festival day is the great sacrifice of the country, every year of A, C, E, Geng, Ren by the emperor himself, other years by the courtiers on behalf of the sacrifice, but this year's spring festival day is extraordinary, Emperor Qingwen ordered the prince to sacrifice, he only for the ceremony.

The fact that the old ministers of the DPRK and China headed by the Ministry of Rites have written this fact is inappropriate, the year is Bingyin, and it should be sacrificed by Banzai himself, how can it be sacrificed by the prince! What's more, the crown prince is too young to take on this great responsibility, and the law of the ancestors is unreasonable.

Emperor Qingwen laughed at that time, and he criticized: The prince of a country, the future son of heaven, why can't he sacrifice on behalf of me? Will the world change hands again?

This sentence alone will make those sour and rotten old ministers speechless, and if they refute it, it will be a great crime of rebellion.

...

At this time, it was only after Yin, it was indispensable to provide morning food, and the people of Guanglu Temple carried two large baskets of dough cakes, according to the head of one person and two pieces, the round one was a salty cake, and the long one was a sweet cake.

Jiang Banxia followed the other attendants to the back of the hall to receive the dough cake, she put it in her mouth and took a bite, the taste was not bad, especially the salty one, there must be lard, oil residue and other substances added to it, the bite was soft and abnormal, and the taste was fresh and salty.

"Brother Jiangxia." He Qiaoyi, who received the cake, saw familiar faces in the crowd, and he hurried forward: "How about it, the people in the East Palace didn't embarrass you, right?" ”

"Donggong didn't embarrass me, thank you Brother He for your concern." Jiang Banxia looked at He Qiaoyi's eyes and kept drifting on the big basket carried by Guanglu Temple, and it seemed that he was not full.

She stuffed the biscuits in her hand that she hadn't had time to eat into He Qiaoyi's hand: "There's another one here." ”

"This is your morning food, I can't eat it." He Qiao Yilian waved his hand: "If I eat, you will be hungry." ”

"I'm full." Jiang Banxia said while holding the cookies.

"Can you eat enough for just a small piece of bread?" He Qiaoyi still refused to accept the cookie.

Seeing this, she divided the biscuit into two, kept half for herself, and handed the other half to He Qiaoyi: "I can't eat so much, and I will serve in front of the prince in a while, there is no place to hide this cake." ”

He Qiaoyi took it in disbelief, he saw Jiang Banxia take a bite, and he also took a bite, and the sweet taste of sucrose exploded in his mouth.

All the words he wanted to say were choked in his throat, He Qiao leaned and swallowed all the cakes into his mouth, and after licking the dregs on his fingers, he didn't forget to say: "It's delicious." ”

The honor guard of the East Palace here was on standby to rest, and the honor guard of the eldest prince was ushered in there.

According to the specifications of the honor guard, the honor guard of the eldest prince is worse than that of the prince, but it is also a mighty group of people, all waiting outside the north altar.

"What are you looking at?" He Qiaoyi followed Jiang Banxia's line of sight, and only saw a crowd of people.

"Where are the horses of the guard of honor to be tethered?" Jiang Banxia asked casually.

"The horses are stopped outside the north altar and can't enter." After speaking, He Qiaoyi added: "Those captains are not good for their horse baby, and they added grass and beans to let Ma Meng eat last night." ”

"Why did you let the horses eat so hard last night?" Jiang Banxia was puzzled.

"Travel to the suburbs of Beijing to worship, don't feed it a day in advance, I can give you a walk all the way today, and the taste is so rushing." He Qiaoyi was a little puzzled: "This is common sense? ”

Jiang Banxia was stunned: "Then are you still feeding the horses in Beitan today?" ”

"Of course not." He Qiao looked at Jiang Banxia with a strange look, and he asked cautiously, "Little brother Jiang Xia, have you never raised a horse?" ”

The attraction of horses to Da Ming's men is no less than that of brocade clothes and delicacies, so He Qiao is very concerned about waiting for horses.

"I've only ever had a donkey." Jiang Banxia couldn't calm down, if she didn't feed the horses, she wouldn't have a chance to start at all, and this matter would be messed up.

She fell into deep thought, and blamed herself for the beauty she had thought beforehand, completely ignoring the accident.

"Hey! Look, the people of Guanglu Temple have brought bread again! He Qiaoyi pointed to the steaming big basket with his chin: "It should be for the people of the eldest prince." ”

The entourage of the eldest prince began to line up one after another to receive the cakes, but the sky was still dark and opaque, and a long shadow was dragged out under the candlelight of the torches.

Jiang Banxia immediately had a plan.

"Thirsty?"

"Huh?" He Qiaoyi was asked, and the second monk he was asked couldn't touch his head: "It seems to be a little thirsty." ”

He didn't feel it yet, but when he asked, he felt extremely thirsty, and the dry cake he had just eaten was still stuffed between his teeth and couldn't lick it.

Jiang Banxia had an unpredictable smile on her face, and she patted He Qiaoyi's shoulder: "Let's go, I'll take you to drink water." ”

"Huh? Drink? He Qiaoyi followed and stood up, how could he have the illusion of getting on a thief ship?

*

The lights in the palace were bright, and the little prince was leaning on the collapse and closing his eyes to make up for sleep, because he was too young to stay up all night.

Liu Rong lightly covered the little prince with a blanket, and before the blanket was touched, the little prince opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were like a bird of prey that chose people to devour, so frightened that Liu Rong shook his hands.

The little prince stared at his round eyes, his face was pale, if he hadn't opened up yet, and he was a little less majestic, Liu Rong would have been scared to his knees at this time.

That kind of look is definitely not something that a child of this age can have.

Liu Rong immediately adjusted his emotions and said respectfully: "Your Highness, the honor guard of the great prince has arrived. ”

"Brother Huang is here." The little prince got up and fell, and he said, "Don't go and invite the royal brother yet." ”

"Minions, let's go." Liu Rong bent down and hurriedly exited the main hall.

After Liu Rong left, the little prince coldly asked all the attendants and palace maids serving in the palace to retreat, and he covered the candle flame and whispered to the beam: "Is the strong man still there?" ”

"Strongman, are you still there?" Seeing that no one answered, the little prince shouted again: "Strong man? ”

"What?" A calm male voice suddenly came from behind the little prince, so frightened that the little prince almost fell to the ground.

When he turned to look for sounds, there was no figure in sight in the empty space around him.

"Strong?" The little prince tried to ask, "Are you sent by your mother to protect me?" ”

However, all he answered was the sound of the candle popping softly, and after a long time, he touched his face with his hand, and it was cold.

It was his tears.