Chapter 3 Others laugh at me for being crazy

Beiping, midsummer, the wind is like a fire.

However, it was close to noon, and there was no sign of people in the streets and alleys. The weeping willows were scorched green, and the cicadas were scorched by the heat, and they tried their best to hiss a few times, and soon fell silent.

Wang took the cake from the stove and put it on the plate, and when he turned around, he was already sweating profusely.

She went to the well under the window to get water, washed her face along the edge of the well, and saw a figure walking into her yard quickly.

She was stunned, it was still very early at the moment, and it was impossible for the master who went to work in Mihang to come back at this hour, so she hurriedly looked.

It was a man in his early thirties, disheveled, with his hair untied, his face covered and he couldn't see clearly.

He kicked a straw sandal on one foot, but the other foot was bare, and he stepped on the mud from nowhere, and walked in all the way, a string of mud footprints.

Wang was stunned for a while, although her family's house was simple but adjacent to the street, it was not impossible to close the house at night, and this person came from where to break into the house in broad daylight.

"Hey, who are you?!" She finally reacted and called him repeatedly.

But the man kept his feet and went straight to the stove, muttering in his mouth, but he couldn't really hear it.

Wang felt that it was not good, so he picked up a bamboo pole by the well platform and followed, shouting, "The thief is so bold!" Trespassing on private houses during the day, but there is still Wang Fa ......"

The king chased to the stove, and the man had already grabbed the pancake on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it. One piece was still in his mouth, and he grabbed another piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

Wang was dumbfounded, when had he ever seen such a rampant thief, it was actually a posture of robbing. I didn't take the surrounding objects, but I grabbed the pancake.

Seeing that although he was disheveled, the fabric was of the highest quality, and his body was tall, so he should not be a beggar on the street.

Passers-by and neighbors in the alley outside heard the movement and gathered to look around, all puzzled.

The man was still eating bread, unaware of the onlookers behind him. When he had eaten it, he choked and coughed, and turned around and went to the well.

He picked up a bucket of water that Wang had just brought in one hand, raised his head and poured it with his mouth open.

In the midst of an exclamation, a person suddenly whispered, "This...... Isn't this the King of Swallows? How could it be ......?"

The crowd hurriedly looked at the man, whose hair was now drenched, revealing half of his face.

It was a strange complexion, and the civil and wooden remains were not decorated. On the dirty face at this moment, although his eyes were dizzy and his expression was confused, he could still see that Long Zhang's phoenix posture was originally an extraordinary weapon.

"Sure enough...... It's the king of Yan......"

"Yes, yes, I've seen ......"

"How did it happen? I didn't just come back from Kyoto......

"Alas, eighty percent has something to do with the cutting of the domain......"

"Two months ago, the king of Xiang because of the case of private money, in the mansion on fire, bow and horse jumped in, a family of old and young servants were not spared, the situation is miserable...... someone whispered, and quickly stopped, thinking that someone heard the words and signaled not to be presumptuous.

The woman of the Wang family was already stunned, holding the bamboo pole in her hand and not knowing what to do, but she saw that King Yan's hand holding the pancake shook slightly when she heard this.

Before he could react, he had already separated the crowd and strode out, muttering, "Spicy things...... Bitterness is also ......"

Before leaving, he grabbed a stack of oil cakes from a woman's basket and stuffed it into his mouth. When he got out of the yard, he ran like crazy and soon disappeared at the end of the alleyway.

A few onlookers saw that he was behaving absurdly, clapped their hands and followed him, laughing and chasing, and turned another corner out of the alley, but there was no trace of him.

At the corner of the street not far away, a person sat under the pergola of the tea shop on the street, and he could see it clearly. I just held up the tea bowl in my hand and didn't drink a sip for a long time.

King Yan is crazy, Zhang Xin has known about this from the beginning. Of course, he's not really crazy.

It's just that I didn't expect King Yan to play this pretending to be crazy so realistically. Walking with their hair draped, talking nonsense, sleeping in the ground, and stealing food...... Zhang Xin was almost deceived by him.

Only he knew that although King Yan was talking and acting crazy on the streets of Beiping every day, he went into the tunnels of the palace at night to supervise the manufacture of weapons.

The sound of weapon sharpening and tempering was very loud, and King Yan bought all the houses around the palace and raised thousands of chickens and geese. The chickens and geese crow all day long, and it was noisy and lively, covering up the movement under the palace......

Thinking of this, Zhang Xin couldn't help but sigh. He was originally from Linhuai, and his father Zhang Xingyuan was the commander of Yongningwei. After his father's death, Zhang Xin inherited his father's official position. After that, he moved to Puding and Pingyue, and he collected merit and commanded the affairs. Not long after Emperor Jianwen ascended the throne, a letter of recommendation sent him to Beiping, and he is now serving as the capital of Beiping.

Looking at the glorious and prominent position, it is actually just a spy placed by the emperor beside King Yan.

But unlike Emperor Jianwen, when Zhang Xin first saw Zhu Di, he was impressed by his fierce killing spirit when he raised his hands and feet.

Thinking back a few years ago, the young Yanwang Jinjia did not take off, and slashed the flag between the blizzard and the yellow sand. First, the soldiers subdued the Mongolian general Naier Buhua without blood, and then captured the Northern Yuan general Solin Timur......

Compared with the feudal kings who were sealed in the inner county, the nine kings who guarded the border fortress were all the kings. It is necessary to control the key points dangerously, accompanied by the generals of the Yuan Marquis, raise the army to clear the desert, and face each other all year round.

And King Yan, the head of the nine kings, has been stumbling in the army since he was a child. I don't see the wind and snow, the moon is gentle, and there is more blood and cold light......

After the Northern Yuan was repulsed, they plundered endlessly on the border and fought non-stop. The King of Yan that Zhang Xin has seen over the years is exactly that sentence, Pingming brushes his sword to the sky, and returns drunk in the twilight......

And this King Yan is also very good at talking with himself, and he always talks about wine together and points out the country, so that Zhang Xin easily forgets his true purpose here......

"Your Excellency......" The guard behind him suddenly spoke, making Zhang Xin come back to his senses.

"Zhang Yu and Xie Gui, two adults, are going to King Yan's mansion today to investigate King Yan's madness......

Yanwang Mansion was originally rebuilt from Longfu Palace, the old inner hall of Yuan Dadu. Keijuji Temple on the west side is the most magnificent temple in Kyoto.

At this moment, looking out from the second floor of this teahouse, you can faintly see the green pine and Zhu Pavilion in front of the fine blue room in the temple.

On the west side of the temple, the twin towers are impressive. The nine floors in the north are the towers of the holy national teacher of the Buddha in broad daylight; The seven-storey tower in the south is the spiritual tower of the Buddha Riyuan Zhao Great Zen Master Ke'an.

A traveler in the early Ming Dynasty, passing through the twin towers, once left a poem:

The stone tower is jagged in the west of the Imperial Garden, and the two geese in the sky are recognized. The wind of the bell is agitated, and the cactus cloud is about to be united.

It seems to lead the emperor of the Flying Dynasty, how can it bother to protect the Zen habitat of the horse? Chang'an sunset gallop ride, where to meet people and roads are not lost.

Stau withdrew his gaze from the window and landed on the cup in front of him, the new tea had been brewed and was only waiting for the guests.

The curtain behind him moved slightly, and someone came in, bringing in a bit of heat.

The man sat down across from the road, didn't say much, and drank the tea in one gulp. Then he put the teacup back on the table, saw the slight cracks, and quickly climbed and winded on the body of the teacup.

Si Dao raised his hand and replaced it with a new tea cup, re-brewed it, and said slowly: "The twelve princes, both civil and military, are good at the country. In the twenty-eighth year of Hongwu, he crusaded against the barbarians of Guzhou with the king of Chu, went in and out of the room, and carried books with him. When encountering the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers, wandering all day long. ”

He paused before he said, "King Yan regrets, Si Dao regrets." ”

Zhu Di was in a hurry all the way, and the clothes soaked in well water on his body had already dried out, and he didn't call anyone to change them, "Qi Tai took Deng Yong." ”

Si Dao didn't answer, the monk's robe moved slightly, and he raised his hand to skim off the tea foam in the pot.

Zhu Di raised his eyes to look at him, the one in front of him, who diligently tried to win the throne every day, why is he so lonely today? Very unusual. Thinking about Deng Yong's imprisonment, how can he withstand the punishment of Jinyiwei prepared by Qi Tai.

"This is the end of the matter, we can only wait and see. King Yan's madness, I'm afraid I have to pretend to be it. Stau finally looked up at him.

Zhu Di sneered, "Pretending to be crazy is more energy-saving than killing, if he Qi Tai dares to come here, Lao Tzu will directly press him to the ground and chop him." ”

Si Dao was silent for a while, seeing that the Yan King's anger had weakened a little, before he spoke, "If you want to succeed, there is still one person who needs to be used by the prince." ”