Inside the city of Yanzhou.

Zheng Haizhu, who had already gone back to the inn to change clothes, went out of the back door with Wu Bangde, went around an alley, and then called a handlebar and rushed to the Yasukuni General's Mansion.

Zhu Yipai was in the westerly sun, together with Guo's family, mixing bean cakes for two beloved horses.

When I looked up, I saw the housekeeper in the house with Zheng Haizhu and Wu Bangde, coming quickly.

"The head of the family, this Zheng girl said that there was an urgent report, so the little one brought them in directly."

Zhu Yipai looked at Zheng Haizhu in surprise: "What's the matter?"

Zheng Haizhu got straight to the point and said, "Don't hide it from Your Highness, I want to come to find a vein on this trip, so I let the guy go to Chai Tan Mountain to fight the front station first. My guy said that when I saw charcoal workers transporting charcoal, they used large bamboo baskets, which were better placed on both sides of the mule body. But the charcoal workers we meet today are packed in sacks. It's not a rainy day, why is that? I think it's an iron tool to cover the inside. If you just put some damaged shovels and the like to repair them, you can just expose them openly. What's more, today's charcoal worker is suspected of smelling incense. So, the grass people guessed that there were blades in it."

When Zhu Yipai heard this, he was quite surprised, and his eyebrows twisted.

Zheng Haizhu continued: "We were afraid that the other party would be suspicious, so we didn't follow the uncle and nephew all the way, and we don't know if they unloaded their blades somewhere along the way. If not, then it will be even more wrong, send the iron guys directly to the palace, what is this going to do?"

Zhu Yipai's face turned pale, and he turned his head sideways and asked the housekeeper, "Did you go to the palace to receive all the charcoal in our house this month?"

"Yes, Lord of the Family."

Zhu Yipai thought for a while, and said to Zheng Haizhu: "There are Miss Lao Zheng and Shopkeeper Wu, come with me to have a look."

Wu Bangde said, "Your Highness, can the grass people only stare at the left and not go in. And Miss Zheng, it's best to pretend to be a little girl in your house."

Zhu Yipai nodded: "Reasonable, if they really have a ghost name, there must be a female cadre in the charcoal courtyard, I am afraid that they will recognize you."

Guo on the side was busy assigning the maid to take Zheng Haizhu to change into the indigo robe of the general's mansion chief.

At this time, the twilight is about to rise, and the darkness is getting thicker, Zheng Haizhu and the two guards of Zhu Yipai, together with Zhu Yipai, follow Zhu Yipai, and outsiders look like ordinary people.

The charcoal courtyard of the Lu Wangfu is in the Yangsheng Gate on the east side of the palace, because it also sends charcoal to the three county palaces and the two Yasukuni general's mansions in Yanzhou, the scale is larger than the ordinary government office, and there is a spacious courtyard in front of a row of warehouses.

In the morning, charcoal is distributed to various provinces, and in the afternoon, charcoal is collected from charcoal households.

At the beginning of the day, the servants ushered in the most relaxed time of the day.

Before waiting for the steamed bread noodles to be delivered from the dining room, several young people bowed and relaxed in the courtyard.

Suddenly, with a shout of "General Yasukuni has arrived", Zhu Yipai stepped into the courtyard angrily.

He kicked down the bamboo pole supporting the net, and said angrily, "Kick the fart, a bunch of bastards who take my Zhu family's money and don't work hard!"

Several servants were immediately silent, and they knelt down one after another, not daring to make a sound.

A small old man ran out of a room on the left.

"Oops, oops, His Royal Highness is here, how can I ......?"

Zhu Yipai interrupted him with a wave of his sleeve: "Are you in charge?"

The little old man kowtowed again and again: "The villain's surname is Cui, and he cultivated a great cultivation in his previous life, and he can help the prince and the nobles to make firewood."

Zhu Yipai Leng Sensen said, "Zhang Luo is so good, what kind of stuff is Zhang Luo here."

Steward Cui's panicked expression brought a hint of ignorance.

Zhu Yipai didn't say a second word to him, turned his head and said to Zheng Haizhu, who was pretending to be an entourage behind him, "Come in with me and have a look."

Zheng Haizhu leaned over and followed.

Relying on the torches of the guards sent by Zhu Yi, Zheng Haizhu saw that two of the young servants who were kneeling on the ground raised their heads.

When Zhu Yipai passed by them, he paused and asked, "Which firewood room is it?"

A young man stood up once: "Your Highness, the little leader leads the way."

Zhu Yipai nodded, and the young man scurried numbly

to the front.

After walking a few steps, he heard Zhu Yipai suddenly speak again: "What are the charcoal houses?"

The young man seemed to be stunned, and then hurriedly turned around and said carefully, "Your Royal Highness, the charcoal house is the big one at the west end. The charcoal room is dirtier than the firewood room, but it doesn't stain the brocade boots of His Royal Highness."

Zhu Yipai waved his hand, pointed at Steward Cui, who came with him, and said, "You, go and light the light in the charcoal room, and then come out, and wait in the courtyard with the others."

……

The charcoal house is not small, and there are several rows of neatly stacked bamboo baskets when you enter the door, which are full of charcoal.

Zhu Yipai stood with his sleeves behind his back under the oil lamp, and his long shadow was reflected on the sandy ground outside the door.

Zheng Haizhu deftly walked around the bamboo basket and walked to the depths of the charcoal house.

Passing the only window, she suddenly dodged to the windowsill and looked out.

There was no one outside the window.

Zhu Yipai quietly observed the details of Zheng Haizhu's behavior.

He saw her glance around, walked straight to the half-wall-high sacks, stopped and observed for a moment, and then carefully pushed the sacks on it, stretched out his feet again, and glanced back at Zhu Yipai.

Zhu Yipai immediately reprimanded loudly: "Bastard, I don't even know how to cover a piece of oilcloth!"

In his voice like a bell, Zheng Haizhu quickly stretched out his foot and kicked the bottom of the few sacks on the very edge.

After a while, the frightened steward Cui outside the hospital, and the two young servants who were nervous, finally saw Zhu Yipai come out.

"Which charcoal worker brought the sack inside?"

Steward Cui stepped forward in a panic, and his voice trembled: "Return, go back to Your Royal Highness, it's the brother's house of the villain's mother-in-law."

"What's your last name?" Zhu Yipai's tone still couldn't hear the emotion.

"The surname is Zhao."

Zhu Yipai finally showed a trace of kindness on his face, and threw a small object on the ground: "Reward it to your uncle's family." The work is done carefully. Look at the charcoal sent by other families, just take the bamboo basket and expose it outside, ah? What should I do if it rains on the road? Now the northwest wind is hanging, what should I do if it rains through that broken window in the middle of the night? General Ben has such a big temper today because the charcoal in our house yesterday was so damp that the little county lord coughed!"

Steward Cui bowed down and picked up something on the ground, which turned out to be a small gold leaf.

Mother, it feels good to come to Jitailai.

He kowtowed four or five times as if he was pecking rice, and said loudly, "Your Highness has reprimanded, reprimanded. The charcoal is in the mountains, and the villain can't take care of it. When the charcoal enters this courtyard, it should be taken care of by the villain. In the future, the villain will definitely protect the charcoal of the other families as well."

Zhu Yipai snorted in his nose and took another deep breath.

It was as if I had come to make a fuss, and I was finally comfortable.

He walked out of the courtyard, and suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Hey, is there a door at the other end of the courtyard?"

Steward Cui replied, "Yes, there is a gate at the west end, and the second gate on the east side of the palace wall is separated from the door."

Zhu Yipai said, "Lead the way and take me there, this general is going to enter the palace."

Steward Cui was stunned for a moment, and blurted out an arrogant question: "This hour?"

Zhu Yipai's face sank: "What, you are a charcoal person, and you are here to call this general?" Let me tell you, it is this General who complained to His Highness. The steward of the timber courtyard colluded with an unproductive guest of honor in the clan to covet ink wood and silver in the name of repairing other industries. Listen to it, and if any clan comes to you in the future, pay attention to the charcoal fire, and report it to the general first, and reward it heavily."

Yibin is the husband of a clan woman such as the county lord and the county lord.

The emperors and princes of the Song and Ming dynasties became the princess's concubine or the honor guest of the clan girl, which means that they have no chance to have a career with the official family.

Therefore, the men who have high hopes for the Jinshi and the first in the big family are rarely willing to be guests of honor.

After marriage, they ate the soft rice of their wives' mother's house, and gradually became depressed, and they fell in love with money-burning antiques, calligraphy and paintings.

Steward Cui has really encountered a lot of various names

The guest of honor who wanted to dismantle the charcoal was unbearable, and when he heard it, he was busy leading everyone to respond.

Zhu Yipai and the others walked to the west gate of the charcoal courtyard, and the young man who claimed that the charcoal house was dirty brought a lantern out of nowhere, and followed diligently to the side, replenishing the blind spot of the torch lighting, and reminding Zhu Yipai and Zheng Haizhu to pay attention to the sand and gravel under their feet as they walked.

When he arrived at the West Gate, Zhu Yipai suddenly stopped, pointed to a wooden wheel placed against the wall, and asked, "What is this?"

Steward Cui said respectfully: "Your Royal Highness, tomorrow the princess's birthday banquet, there are some big guys in the lanterns, in order to surprise the princess, the head of the lantern dance will take the lantern dancers to gather in the field of our charcoal courtyard, when the fireworks are at their peak, they will pass through the corridor from this gate, and then pass through the east gate of the palace, and happen to arrive in front of the palace of Cunxin. These wheels that Your Highness sees are all illuminated, and the little ones don't know what they actually do."

Zhu Yipai didn't seem to be interested in this, but muttered a little unhappily: "The tricks of mystery and beauty are just to deceive our Zhu family's silver."

……

In the middle of the day, in the small warm pavilion behind the transport hall, the eighth king of Lu of the Ming Empire, Zhu Shouhong, was listening to the young woman kneeling in the hall with Princess Meng with a solemn expression.

Zheng Haizhu recounted the experience of going from the suburb of Chai Tan Mountain to the Wangfu Chai Tan Courtyard today, and then said in a calm tone: "Your Highness, the grass people have counted in the charcoal house, and the thirty sacks on the backs of eight mules and the small twenty sacks on a mule cart are all there. The grass people kicked the sack, and there was a sound of copper and iron. The charcoal in the bamboo baskets that have been stacked in the charcoal house is to be distributed to the provinces tomorrow morning, so the charcoal in those sacks should be distributed early the day after tomorrow. Now that the two inner gates have been locked, the grass people speculate that the family surnamed Zhao is suspected of being a charcoal household of the Wenxiang Sect, and he has taken great pains to pretend that these iron guys will enter the royal city for tomorrow night."

Zhu Yipai stood beside Zheng Haizhu, most of the time he looked at her condescendingly, and his eyes were serious with a kind of aristocratic scrutiny of commoners.

But there were also moments when Zhu Yipai would quickly glance at King Lu who was seated, trying to capture his uncle's reaction.

Zhu Yipai, the impatient little highness in the eyes of everyone, is actually just good at using this explosive smoke as a curtain to cover up his deep heart.

But he believes that no matter how deep the water is, as long as it is clear, it is a clear conscience.

Since he was fifteen or sixteen years old, he has been paying attention to, participating in, and even trying to make decisions on various affairs within the Lu domain's fiefdom.

Of course, his father, King Taixing, reminded him that although King Lu, who was an uncle, loved him, King Lu's concubines were not necessarily, and neither were the other uncles of the county kings who had sons-in-law.

In the three hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, the Lu clan has been smooth sailing to the present, embracing thousands of acres of land, choking the benefits of the canal, enjoying the glory of Confucius and Mencius's hometown, looking at the Liaohai of Dengzhou in the northeast, in addition to the beloved son of the current Long Live Lord, the awkward Fu King of Luoyang, the title of King Lu is coveted by many people surnamed Zhu.

If there is a sudden and urgent matter, you must also be careful, and don't let others make money.

Therefore, when they had just passed the East Second Gate and were waiting for the little flame to take them into the Warm Pavilion to meet King Lu, Zhu Yipai briefly confronted Zheng Haizhu with his judgment on the two people, and then told her: "After entering the house, you first say, when it comes to judging that the iron tool will be used tomorrow night, stop, and whatever His Highness asks later, I will answer."

At this moment, Zhu Shouhong, the king of Lu, listened to Zheng Haizhu's words and glanced at Princess Meng suspiciously.

Meng Shi showed surprise and said, "Isn't it a birthday banquet for His Royal Highness for his concubine tomorrow night, according to the number of sacks that Miss Zheng just said, there are forty or fifty soldiers, where did these forty or fifty people come from, what are they going to do?"

Zhu Yipai weighed the reactions of King Lu and the princess, and already knew what they didn't know about in advance.

He then followed Meng's words and said, "Yes, what needs to be seen is who they are going to use and what they are going to do. The little nephew tonight, after verifying what Miss Zheng said in the charcoal room, he was first worried about the safety of the two highnesses, after all, the charcoal demolition courtyard was already in the royal city, and later saw that the guards of the second gate were as usual, and the soldiers were all familiar faces of the Xungui family, so he was worried a little. The little nephew pondered the wheels he had seen in the charcoal courtyard."

When Zhu Yipai said this, he turned slightly and looked at the two small firefighters at the door.

Zhu Shouhong, the king of Lu, let out a slight "hmm", and the chamberlain and palace maid standing beside him walked down the hall and walked outside the threshold with two small firefighters.

Zhu Yipai took a few steps forward and told Zhu Shouhong and Concubine Meng about his guess in a suppressed voice.

Zhu Shouhong groaned for a while and looked at Concubine Meng: "What do you think?"

Concubine Meng only gave birth to a daughter after entering the palace, and she was infected with the epidemic again, and she was never pregnant again, and her mother's family had more old Confucians who wrote books and taught Confucian classics, so she had no obsession with having children to succeed the next generation of King Lu, and she loved Zhu Yipai's nephew like Zhu Shouhong for several years.

"Paier is right," Concubine Meng said, "The only thing the concubine thinks about is the safety of Her Highness. It is necessary to let the water fall out, and the danger of the undercurrent can be broken. Therefore, we must not startle the snake tonight, but wait for the snake to come out of the hole tomorrow night."

Zhu Shouhong nodded: "The widow also thinks so, if they want to show up, they will know if it is the evil thing that the Smelling Fragrance Sect is going to do, or if it is related to other rebels. Our pie did a clever job of not making them feel targeted while checking the odds."

Zhu Yipai's face did not show the slightest joy of being praised, and he still frowned and said: "But tomorrow inside and outside the Heart Palace, if more guards with knives are sent to the palace, I am afraid that the gangsters will be suspicious, if twenty people are placed as usual, is it too few."

Zheng Haizhu, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly raised his head and said, "The grass people have the courage to say that there will be a group of people tomorrow, and they will definitely not be the accomplices of the gangsters, and they can be used to cover and install His Highness's personal guards."