Today, the sun is shining.

In the eleventh year of Yongle, the page has been completely turned over.

As soon as today's Chinese New Year's Eve is over, it will be the first month of the twelfth year of Yongle.

This year, Zhu Chen has gained a lot, both love and family affection.

In the same way, a throne was also gained.

King Huai!

When Zhu Chen heard the title of King Huai from the mouth of the old monk, even he himself was shocked.

Old man, you actually canonized yourself as the King of Huai?

Huai, this name is not simple, at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, but they were all from Huaixi, which is now the area of Fengyang, Anhui.

Zhu Chen suddenly had a feeling of waking up from a big dream.

Good and decent, I got up after a sleep, and I became a king in a blink of an eye?

From this, Zhu Chen can feel the old man's strong kindness to him.

Although he couldn't get out of bed yet, Zhu Chen was already able to lie on the recliner in the courtyard and chat with the old monk.

"Old monk, what medicine did you give me to drink so that I could come back to life?" Zhu Chen looked at the old monk lying beside him.

When he first learned the identity of this old monk, Zhu Chen was also very shocked.

This old monk turned out to be the dignified black-clothed prime minister Yao Guangxiao.

This kind of status is really noble enough.

After Zhu Di's martyrdom, he did not kill the heroes indiscriminately, but knighted them one by one and gave them high-ranking officials.

And Yao Guangxiao is even more known as the prime minister!

It's a pity that Yao Guangxiao himself was unwilling and took a back seat, just an old monk.

After retiring to this step, he has surpassed Liu Bowen.

"I gave you three thousand-year-old mountain ginseng, hanging on your life, supplemented by desmodium, round peony, secret hemp, and eight gui ......" The old monk explained in detail, chattering.

Zhu Chen was tired of hearing this, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Got it." ”

According to my aunt, the old man invited many doctors, but he couldn't cure himself, but as soon as Yao Guangxiao came, he saved his life within seven days.

This kind of method is indeed amazing.

The old monk smiled: "If you don't want to listen, I won't talk about it, but the main thing is that your life should not be extinguished, if Lord Yama wants to take your life, I can't stop it, and the Buddha can't stop it." ”

"Amitabha."

Zhu Chen also followed his example, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, thank you master." ”

Yao Guangxiao was probably also invited by the old man, if it weren't for the old man's face, his own identity would definitely not be enough for Yao Guangxiao to make a move.

The old monk smiled, hesitated for a moment and said: "You follow me up the mountain to be a monk, you can eat and drink, you don't need to carry water, you don't have to sweep the floor, be an idle monk, I will guarantee you to live to be eighty years old." ”

Eighty years old?

"You want to fool me into going up the mountain to become a monk?" Zhu Chen frowned.

"A good king has become a good king, and seeing that wealth is in front of you, do you want me to become a monk?"

"Master, you're kidding me." Zhu Chen said solemnly.

Yao Guangxiao always had that spring breeze smile on his face, shook his head and said, "This is your own choice." ”

Zhu Chen smiled indifferently: "If you have enjoyed all the happiness in this world, you will not go to the world in vain, if you become a monk and live to be a hundred years old?" ”

Yao Guangxiao nodded: "Good idea." ”

Zhu Chen smiled and asked, "Old monk, when will I be able to stand up?" ”

Yao Guangxiao raised his eyebrows: "Try it now, can you stand up." ”

Thereupon.

Zhu Chen tried and got up from the recliner.

It's just that he had just stood up, and there was a heart-piercing pain in his feet.

With a scream, Zhu Chen fell on the recliner and scolded: "Old monk, you cheat me." ”

"I let you try, I didn't let you try." The old monk said solemnly.

Zhu Chen sighed helplessly: "Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, Ying Tianfu should be very prosperous, but I can't stand up, I can't see the night view." ”

Today is the last day of the year.

This day is probably the most prosperous day in Yingtianfu.

At night, it should be beautiful.

The old monk smiled: "It's nothing to look at, the red dust is eye-catching, and I am quiet." ”

Zhu Chen bowed: "It makes sense." ”

It was night, and Zhu Chen still went out.

It was in a carriage and went out with the little red dress.

The old man is busy handling many affairs in the palace, and this year's Jingcha excerpt has not yet been approved, and it will be too late next year.

Therefore, the prince and the old man both worked overtime in the study room to review the excerpts like a mountain.

Every year, it is very important to evaluate and evaluate the performance of officials.

If it weren't for that, the old man would never be able to restrain him, and the old man would throw the fold to the prince and come out to play with his grandson.

However, with Shen Qingqiu by his side, it doesn't matter.

The carriage traveled through Yingtianfu Street.

No matter what street it is, it is crowded with people, and there are people everywhere.

Guess the lantern riddles, put Kong Ming lanterns, competitions, all kinds of snacks, showing the prosperous scene of the Ming Dynasty.

Tonight's Chinese New Year's Eve is the best time to look at Ying Tianfu.

However, Zhu Chen's carriage was too big, and he was always looked down upon by many ordinary people, thinking that these nobles were too hateful, and they still occupied a position at this time.

It wasn't until Zhu Chen revealed his face that he was discovered by someone with a heart, and he suddenly screamed.

"It's the head of the Zhu case!"

"It's Zhu."

"King Huai, he is now King Huai."

For a while, the people gave way to Zhu Chen, and on the crowded street, they made way in an instant.

The people looked at Zhu Chen in the carriage with reverence, and their faces were full of admiration.

"It turned out to be the head of the Zhu case, so it's okay."

"You go, we'll make way for you."

"Don't disturb King Huai's interest, let him play!"

The enthusiasm of the people warmed Zhu Chen's heart slightly, this is the simplicity of the people.

Not only that, but the people also ran home to get eggs, or catch chickens and ducks, and tied them to King Huai's carriage.

There is not much that the people can give, but this is their most sincere feeling.

Since ancient times, those who win the hearts of the people win the world, and with such a reputation, Zhu Chen suddenly thought of rebellion again.

Hey, I have a headache.

Is this the opposite, is it made or not?

Zhu Chen was melancholy all the way, admiring the beautiful Yingtianfu all the way, and then the carriage gradually drove to the bank of the Qinhuai River.

In the painting boat on the bank of the Qinhuai River, those girls stood up.

They twisted their waists on the painting boat, interpreting the beauty of the Ming dance.

Lights are everywhere, and the red, green, and green lanterns make those painting boats more conspicuous.

Many people gathered around the banks of the Qinhuai River, watching the girls on the painting boat perform and dance.

Zhu Chen also looked at it quietly, and suddenly his hormones were surging, and he couldn't help but sigh: "What a fairyland on earth." ”

On the banks of the Qinhuai River, there are not only performances, but also many people on both sides of the river.

These are all free to watch.

When Zhu Chen was glancing, he suddenly found a white-clothed figure in the crowd.

This white-clothed figure, standing with a smell of immortals, and the breath of everyone's ladies gushed out, making people dare not blaspheme at a glance.

She seems to be putting Kong Ming lanterns by the river.

Clasp your hands together, as if in silent reciting something.

After reading it, she tied a small note to the Kong Ming lantern, and then slowly released it.

From the side of her face, you can see that the face is bright, gentle, and delicate.

"It turned out to be the granddaughter of Xia Shangshu's family." Zhu Chen looked at her figure through the carriage window.

On his face, he unconsciously had a hint of a smile.