The sky and the earth are white, and the palace walls are red. The vegetation of the East Palace has become a snow tree plain, the lake is frozen for three feet, and the building is a winter color.

The young prince in a big coat and the armored Chi Rong walked side by side on the stone arcade bridge, originally as a Chi Rong courtier side by side with the monarch is a big disrespectful crime of blasphemy, but this is Zhu Gaoxian's special permission, despite Chi Rong's respectful resignation, Zhu Xiaosi is really happy to reunite with his old subordinates, and he has no choice but to agree.

What a big crime of disrespect and blasphemy, send it to the calf.

The Son of Heaven established by the Han Dynasty in four hundred years, even if the Han Dynasty fell and the last emperor of the Han Dynasty, Emperor Han Xian, Liu Xie, was forced to Zen in Cao Pi, and he could still live in peace, although he was only demoted to the Duke of Shanyang.

Until the end of his life after 14 years of Zen throne, Emperor Cao Rong of Wei took the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty to cry and sacrifice in person. He was buried in the Zen Mausoleum with the etiquette of the Son of Heaven, and was called the emperor of filial piety. When he was buried, Emperor Wei was in a state of tin decay, weeping, and established Liu Xie's grandson, Liu Kang, the marquis of the Gui clan, as the Duke of Shanyang.

At that time in the Han Dynasty, everyone had a common consciousness: the emperor could be deposed, but he had to be decent. The emperor can be killed, but the world cannot let the world know that the emperor was killed.

Therefore, even if the Han Dynasty fell, Emperor Wei still had to be respectful to the Han Emperor who was deposed by his own hands, and regarded himself as a courtier, ensuring that the Han Emperor's back room could enjoy glory and wealth, and he had to serve the Han Emperor's family well.

However, the Sima family set a precedent that no one expected: killing the Son of Heaven on the street.

Sima Yi usurped power and killed more than 5,000 members of the Cao clan. After his son Sima Zhao inherited the power, he killed the Son of Heaven in the street.

The sacredness of the Son of Heaven accumulated by the Han family for 400 years was shattered on the spot by this incident. After this, the Son of Heaven has no sacredness to speak of, although he is still the Son of Heaven, but he is no longer the sacred and irrepressible Son of Heaven.

Interestingly, Sima Dewen, the last emperor of the Sima family in the Jin Dynasty, who was the first to kill the Son of Heaven on the street, was strangled with a mask after being usurped by Liu Yu.

Situ may not be the real Situ, but Sima must be the real Sima.

"Chi Rong, you came to Beijing, I found you a position, so let's be a ten-rate guard first."

Zhu Gaoxian put his hands behind his back, strolled the covered bridge, and said casually.

The ten rate of guards, which was first established in the Qin and Han dynasties, was in charge of the prince's guard. It's just that in the Tang Dynasty, because of the appearance of the Zhichong Mansion, it was decentralized, and in the Jin Dynasty, it was cut down again, which was not as good as before.

Letting Chi Rong, a former commander of the Beijing camp, serve as the tenth rate of guards, is really a bit of a humble person.

However, Chi Rong did not hesitate, lowered his head and replied respectfully: "The minister is willing to listen to all the arrangements of the crown prince, thank Your Highness for your kindness." ”

Zhu Gaoxian waved his hand: "You incorporated the soldiers of the Songlu Guard into the army of the government, how can there be tens of thousands of guards, and you can barely say it when you are incorporated into the army of the army." ”

Chi Rong was stunned for a moment, and the elder was rude and straightforward: "Your Highness, I'm afraid this is even more inappropriate, right?" ”

How can there be tens of thousands of army leaders!

The army led by the government was the prince's private army, and he only listened to the prince's orders. And the reason why the Ten Guards have been cut down is precisely because the emperor did not allow the prince to have too many private troops.

Compared with a guard house with tens of thousands of people, it is obviously more nonsense to lead an army with tens of thousands of people.

Zhu Gaoxian shook his head: "Sure enough, you still haven't changed at all." With a hint of me, you're too clever to guess. ”

Integrating Songluwei into the rate mansion, whether it is in a rational or practical sense, can directly let these tens of thousands of elites enter the imperial city.

It is impossible to hide this move from everyone, but Zhu Gaoxian is actually telling everyone very clearly that although the emperor is no longer at home, with me as the successor, don't have any bad intentions. Even if the emperor dies suddenly, I can let the army of the government take control of the capital division at the first time.

However, Chi Rong didn't understand anything, and only thought of the most superficial meaning......

This fool can be the commander of the 3,000 battalions for so many years without being killed, it is purely because the old man cherishes his talents.

Zhu Gaoxian patted Chi Rong's shoulder and said earnestly: "If you are only in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, you will have more or less Xu Chu." ”

Chi Rong was overjoyed: "Your Royal Highness has praised it falsely, how can the minister have the courage of the tiger Xu Chu." ”

……

"Zhu Xiaosi, I advise you not to compare this foolish thing with my family Xu Chu."

Cao Cao said with an unkind face, "Although my Xu Chu is also a simple person, he is not as simple as Chi Rong. ”

Xu Chu is his subordinate general, the official residence "Boss Cao Security Captain", and his predecessor is Dian Wei who died in "Cao Mengde Wancheng killed the three sages with one shot". Xu Chu is a tiger, with a majestic appearance and great bravery, perhaps because of his great bravery, he has lost his brain, and he is a little stupid in terms of human feelings.

Chi Rong and Xu Chu are strikingly similar, they are both full of combat power and negative EQ.

Zhu Gaoxian said slowly: "Yes, your family Xu Chu is a tiger, and our family Chirong is a tiger, which is indeed different." ”

……

"Daddy!"

During the conversation between Zhu Gaoxian and Chi Rong, a little girl the size of a bean staggered over.

This little girl is very delicate, full of vitality, and very cute with babbling, it is Zhu Gaoxian's eldest daughter Zhu Yingjing.

And behind Yingjing is a little boy about the same age, compared to his sister, this boy is much more restrained, but he looks calm, this child is Zhu Gaoxian's eldest son Zhu Zhanyao, whose breast name is "Liangliang".

"Father, Uncle Chijung."

The two of them said slightly apologetically, "I'm sorry for the trouble for the two of you, I'll leave with my sister." ”

This is really a bit weird, a child who is no more than his knees can put on such a posture, this mature behavior and remarks, is not at all the performance of this age.

Chi Rong asked suspiciously: "Does the emperor still remember the minister?" ”

The two of them nodded and said, "In the winter of the fourteenth year of Yongle, I met Uncle Chirong in the Qiwang Mansion in Nanjing, and I remembered it in my heart. ”

Chi Rong's brain is not enough: "The winter of the fourteenth year of Yongle...... At that time, the emperor should not have reached the age of one. ”

What a wickedness this is!

The prince is already demonic enough, and he gave birth to a demonic son, this Qi Wangfu is really demonic, and the old heavenly master of Longhu Mountain has to turn around and run back!

There is no normal person in your family?

Chi Rong glanced at the two countries, and thought about when he was two years old......

When he was two years old, he was still picking up dung behind the cattle and sheep on the grassland.

Zhu Gaoxian waved his hand to the two countries: "Well, you can go down with Yingjing, I have something to discuss with your Uncle Chirong." ”

The two countries bowed slightly, but this immature child made such a standard etiquette, which really made people want to laugh.

He walked up to his sister and persuaded, "Sister, let's go first." ”

The little girl shook her head like a rattle, grabbed the corner of Zhu Gaoxian's fox fur clothes, and tears brewed in her beautiful big eyes: "Don't, Daddy has only come back for a long time, I want to play with Daddy!" ”

"Sister, don't disturb your father."

"What a big deal." Zhu Gaoxian touched the girl's head dotingly, and said gently, "Jing'er is obedient, and Daddy will go to play with you later." ”

Ying Jing has always trusted her father's words, and jumped up happily: "Okay, daddy is the best!" ”

The little boy helplessly pulled the little girl away, and Zhu Gaoxian smiled lightly and watched the children leave.

Chi Rong couldn't help but admire: "Your Highness is really blessed, the little county lord is playful and cute, the little emperor and grandson are calm and sensible, and they will definitely be people with great blessings in the future, and the minister hereby congratulates His Highness first." ”

He just has low emotional intelligence, he doesn't understand the doorways of officialdom, he is not really stupid, and he will always say two good words.

Besides, he was telling the truth.

The smile on Zhu Gaoxian's face gradually subsided, and he said, "Do you know why I transferred you to Beijing?" ”

Chi Rong shook his head: "The minister is ignorant, please also ask the prince to show it." ”

Zhu Gaoxian's voice was cold: "I suspect that someone is planning to make a move on the East Palace. ”

He had already mobilized the old man's shadow attendants and the upper twelve guards to block the news that the emperor had fainted for a month, but somehow, the news still spread.

Shen Qingyu of Jinyiwei sent a letter, and someone in the south already knew about it, but they didn't find where the source came from.

Chi Rong frowned slightly: "This is the imperial palace, there are three battalions of guards outside Beijing, and there are twelve guards in Beijing, this is unlikely, right?" ”

Zhu Gaoxian sighed: "I have always believed in a sentence that the strongest fortress is often breached from the inside. ”

Being able to find out such a top secret as the emperor's fainting under the blockade of the shadow attendant and the upper twelve guards shows how many hands and eyes the people behind the scenes are. Even Shen Qingyu, who has always been keen, couldn't find out who was behind the scenes, so it can be seen that this person's power in the south is intertwined, and it is definitely not something in the pool.

If the other party wants to play some tricks, then the twelve guards are more like a breakthrough. The other party can even find this level of top secret, and it is difficult to ensure that there is no one from the other party in the upper twelve guards.

Zhu Gaoxian stayed in the Wenhua Hall all the year round, and the other party was not sure how many of his secret hands were around the Wenhua Palace. And Zhu Di is surrounded by the most elite shadow attendants, and it is obvious that it is unrealistic to break through this line of defense.

East Palace, Cheng the other party can find the only flaw.

At this kind of cusp moment, no matter how tightly guarded the palace is, it is inevitable that there will be some mistakes, and once this mistake is caught by the other party, the consequences will be unimaginable.

And Zhu Gaoxian is obviously not the kind of person who sits still, he directly transferred Songluwei to Beijing. The first is to prevent the old man from having accidents, and he can control Jingshi at any time. Second, there is an elite of his own left in the imperial city, and he is much more at ease in the Wenhua Palace.

Chi Rong put his fist in front of his chest and said solemnly: "Your Highness, please rest assured, the ministers should sacrifice their lives to protect each other, but ......"

"Just what?"

"It's just a minister, a foreign minister, staying in the East Palace, I'm afraid it's inappropriate......"

Zhu Gaoxian said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about this, these days, the crown princess will move to the British Mansion to live." The British government has closed its doors for half a year, and has drawn henchmen from the southwest veterans of the year to escort them. ”

"And my pair of children will move to live in the garden of Xiangshan, what you have to do is to protect in Xiangshan only in Xiangshan, this is not embarrassing for you, right?"

Chi Rong breathed a sigh of relief: "It's still the prince who is thoughtful." ”

……

Chi Rong left first, and Zhu Gaoxian walked across the covered bridge to the backyard.

Zhang Yingzhen is still wearing a wide-sleeved glass dress, playing with a pair of children in the courtyard, to be precise, just playing with the little girl, the two countries are flipping through the bamboo rolls that have been poured out of nowhere in front of the stone table on the side.

It was a warm afternoon, the sun melted the icy snowdrift, and Zhu Gaoxian was finally able to find time to spend time with his family.

"Daddy~"

The little girl was very happy when she saw Zhu Gaoxian coming, and trotted over and threw herself into her father's arms.

Zhang Yingzhen gently reminded on the side: "Slow down, slow down, don't fall." ”

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doted on his daughter's little brain: "Jing'er, during the days when your father was away, did you listen to A-Niang's words?" ”

The little girl nodded seriously, and babbled and said, "Jing'er is obedient, Daddy asked Niang, and Niang said that Jing'er is very sensible!" ”

Zhu Gaoxian chuckled and said: "Our family Jing'er is sensible, it's right to listen to A-Niang, come, Jing'er told Daddy, if there is anything you want, fly in the sky and swim in the water, as long as Jing'er says it, Daddy will turn it over for you." ”

Jing'er's eyes flashed, like pearl jasper, and she said in surprise: "Really? Jing'er wants to build a snowman with her father and Auntie! ”

"Okay, it's all Jing'er, build a snowman."

Zhu Gaoxian nodded, "It's just that on the way I came, the snow in the backyard has been swept away, but there is no snow on the lawn in the front yard, Jing'er and A-Niang went to the front yard to wait for Daddy, Daddy still has two words to explain to his younger brother." ”

Jing'er pursed her lips: "Daddy always asks Jing'er to wait." ”

Zhu Gaoxian sighed: "It's all my father's fault." ”

……

After the crown princess left with the little girl, Zhu Gaoxian was draped in a big hat and sat next to the two countries at the stone table.

He glanced at the bamboo scroll and asked, "What book are you reading?" ”

Perhaps it was because they were too intoxicated to watch the bamboo scroll, and the two countries did not realize the changes around them, so they were startled by this voice, and hurriedly got up and said: "Back to my father's words, what I am reading is "The Law of Death", which is the only book handed down from the Han Dynasty. ”

Zhu Gaoxian bowed slightly: "I have also read the scriptures and the theory of death." ”

A two-year-old child reading the obscure records in the "Sutra" is really a bit difficult for the child. But the two countries have always been very interested in this, and the three-year-old who can read a thousand words is already a genius, and the two countries not only know a thousand words at the age of two, but he is even already studying the old antique thing of the "Sutra".

The two countries touched their little heads and said: "This lone copy of the "Sutra and Law" is indeed my father's, and my son inadvertently saw this book mixed in among the miscellaneous items brought from Nanjing, so he picked it up casually. ”

Zhu Gaoxian asked casually: "Where do you see it, read a sentence to your father." ”

The two countries nodded obediently and read: "Winning the pole must be quiet, and the move must be right." ”

Zhu Gaoxian muttered and repeated, with a little tiredness in the corners of his eyes: "To win, you must be quiet, and your actions must be right." ”

The person who really wants to win has no smile on his face.

The long-term struggle has exhausted him, and along the way he may have lost his laughing and scolding enemies, his heart-to-heart friends, his gnashing of teeth, his loving and respectful teachers, his own youth, his own vitality, and the tiger strength and sincerity of his newborn calf.

When victory came, the exhaustion was released in that moment, and he just wanted to sit on the stone bench and close his eyes for a while.

Winning is quiet.

(End of chapter)