It was snowing and raining, and a man with an oil-paper umbrella walked slowly down the street, wearing a cloth gown and a bun, dressed like a man, but she was obviously a woman. She was spotless, and walked very carefully, as if she was afraid of being splashed with sewage on the ground, but there were still a few droplets of water splashed on her hem. Her umbrella was so low that passers-by couldn't see her face.

Such a woman, well-dressed and quiet, is like a young lady from a large family who dresses up as a man to go out to play.

She walked slowly, and at that moment, a drunken man appeared in front of her, the man was bald, his face was full of pimples and ugly, and he was carrying a wine jug in his hand, pouring it as he went, swaying and completely ignoring the snow and rain drenching his head and face with clothes.

At this time, a few people dressed as ordinary people walked past the woman with an oil-paper umbrella, and when they saw the drunk, a lady shouted with a smile: "Uncle Wang, when will you marry the emperor's daughter?" ”

The drunk man laughed and said, "It's almost ...... in less than two months"

"Tsk, I'm afraid the ancestral tomb of the Wang family is smoking."

Another descendant said sourly: "You are all poor like this, what princess do you marry?" I think it's bragging! I'm afraid your family's ancestral house and shop are stuffed into a black hole. ”

The drunk man said angrily: "When Lao Tzu becomes a relative of the emperor and the country, everything will be earned back, you kid will wait for me!" ”

The group walked past the drunkard as they spoke, and one of them muttered in a low voice, "The emperor's daughter and the beggar's wife are not the same." They didn't notice the woman with the oil-paper umbrella next to them.

At this moment, only a "snap" was heard, and the oil-paper umbrella fell to the ground, and the woman rushed up with great agility, grabbed the rest of the drunk's head, covered his mouth with her left hand, and pulled him directly into the side of the ditch on the side of the street, and pressed his head into the water. It was too late, but it was too late, and the woman quickly unleashed her left hand, and a shining blade appeared in her hand, slashing at the drunken man's throat.

The drunkard's limbs struggled desperately, and he couldn't see his frightened eyes; The blood did not splash, and the water in the ditch was quickly dyed red. The drunk man didn't even scream, but the pedestrians on the side of the road turned crimson with blood, and the screams suddenly rang out.

The murderous woman left the drunken man, wiped her hands on his clothes, stood up, and ran down the alley not far away.

When Soap Li arrived at the scene of the crime, the drunk man had died motionless in the ditch, and a soap Li grabbed the body lying next to the ditch and turned it over, only to see a terrible ugly face, with his eyes wide open. Another soap Li said: "I know this person, isn't it Wang Zanyuan who wants to be the master of the horse?" ”

"There's an umbrella on the ground."

The leader of the soap li pressed the waist knife on his waist, pointed at the soap and commanded loudly to control the scene, find the witnesses, and report the crime......

The news of the killing of the horse lord Wang Zanyuan quickly spread in Beijing, and rumors surged for a while.

At the end of the second year of the Apocalypse, the inner court found out that Wei Zhongxian, Liu Chao and others were greedy for money and food, and they were angry and killed Liu Chao, and found millions of taels in assets; Because of Wei Zhongxian's many years of service, the emperor pardoned Wei Zhongxian and assigned Wei Zhongxian to the capital (Nanjing) to guard the spirit. Wei Zhongxian walked halfway, feeling ashamed of the emperor and shameless to live in the world, "suicide" died, and the emperor ordered a thick burial.

As soon as Wei Zhongxian died, the Hakka family was deceived to the Huanyi Bureau by a group of bitter and vengeful female officials and palace maids, and was strangled to death......

The spring of the third year of the Apocalypse is coming, time comes faster than the feeling, when people are still nostalgic for the joy of the New Year, the Lantern Festival has arrived, and the Lantern Festival is over, and the year will be over.

The major yamen have been sealed for more than half a month, and there are still some days for the government to open the seal and re-operate, and people are still immersed in the happy Lantern Festival at the end of the New Year. The maids and slaves in Zhang Wen's house were not much restrained at this time, and they returned the red envelopes, they set off firecrackers in the yard, laughed and played, a happy scene.

Zhang Wen wore a thick jacket, a satin robe, and a mink hat, looking like a rich kid. He was standing under the eaves and watching the crowd play. Many of the maids are teenage girls, and when they don't care, they play crazy, and they are so happy.

Zhang Ying was beside Zhang Wen, she was wearing a small red jacket, her goose egg-shaped pretty face was flushed, and her lips were specially smeared with lip grease, looking like a little daughter-in-law who had just passed the door.

"The New Year is coming to an end, and Xianggong is going to be very busy again......" Zhang Ying's goose-yellow face showed a trace of sweet sadness.

Zhang Wen reached out and grabbed her little hand. At this time, Zhang Ying suddenly laughed out loud, seeing Zhang Wen looking at herself in confusion, Zhang Ying hurriedly covered her mouth to stop laughing, and said: "I suddenly remembered the stupid things when I was a child, and I couldn't help but laugh out loud all of a sudden, hehe." ”

"What's interesting, tell me, don't steal the fun alone." Zhang Wen smiled.

Zhang Ying's long eyelashes fluttered, and she said happily: "When I was a child, my family was very difficult, and I usually lived a hard life. At that time, I felt that the New Year was very good, and I always looked forward to the New Year. But when it came to the Lantern Festival, the New Year was about to end, so I was very reluctant, so I took a thick rope and tied it to the corner of the bed, and told my mother to tie the New Year and not let it go...... How stupid was it back then, how could time be tethered? ”

After hearing this, Zhang Wen muttered thoughtfully: "Yes, how can time be tied?" ”

Zhang Ying's eyes were confused: "If only I could tie it, I will tie my time to today and be with Xianggong all the time...... Xianggong, you say, why do happy days always pass so quickly? ”

"Bang!" A cannon rang out in the distance, and I saw a brilliant firework in the sky scattered in the night sky, which was very beautiful.

Zhang Wen took Zhang Ying's hand and said, "Let's go to the lamp market, you haven't seen the lamp market in Jingshi, right?" ”

Zhang Ying's hand was pulled by Zhang Wen, and happily followed him and walked towards the outer courtyard together. Zhang Wen asked someone to prepare a carriage, took Xuanyue and a few other people, and rushed to Zuo'anmen.

When approaching the lamp market outside Zuo'anmen, the carriage could not move, the street was crowded with people, and the sedan chair and carriage were jammed together, and no one could get through. Zhang Wen didn't bother to wait, so he pulled Zhang Ying down from the carriage, threw off the carriage, and walked towards the lamp market with Xuan Yue.

The fireworks bloomed in the air, and the direction was placed from the west, Zhang Wen estimated the location, and said to Zhang Ying: "The fireworks are being set off in front of the Chengtian Gate, and the smoke and dust are too close, so let's watch it in the light market." ”

A dazzling array of all kinds of lanterns, strange goods, competing with each other, with the lamp market as the center of the city, very prosperous. Zhang Ying's elation also infected Zhang Wen, making his mood cheerful. In fact, it is not the street that is shopping, but this mood, if Zhang Wen walks alone on this bustling street, even if it is splendid, the mood will also be lonely.

The three of them walked to the front of a shop with various lamps and lanterns, and Zhang Wen was immediately attracted by a glass lamp with pearls on the outside and fish on the inside.

When the shopkeeper saw Zhang Wen and the others, he walked up, Zhang Wen couldn't remember whether the shopkeeper was the one last year, but the shopkeeper's words made him think that the shopkeeper was the one last year.

"This guest officer, you are really a good eye, you look at this bottle, it is made of glutinous juice, inlaid with pearls, and then made into a lantern, which can be used to store water and raise fish, and there is a candlelight next to it, which is transparent and lovely, and has ingenuity. Not to mention this ingenious design, just say that the craftsman is exquisitely crafted, and others want to imitate it, but they can't make it look like this. This is the latest model of the year, and it is the only one, and there is no ...... the same."

At this moment, a surprise voice suddenly said from behind: "Zhang asked!" ”

Zhang Wen and Zhang Ying turned their heads together, only to see that it was a teenage girl, with a slender figure, a beautiful melon seed face that overshadowed the surrounding purple and red palace lights, although childish, but the smart big eyes, the lovely Qiong nose, and the slightly upturned small mouth made her look extremely cute.

This girl is Zhu Huijing, the princess of Suiping, Zhang Wen didn't know how she came out of the palace, he just noticed that the eyes of the people around him were attracted by Zhu Huijing, and even some women who were playing were observing her. Such a girl who does not seem to be born in the world, the women have lost the courage to be jealous, because the difference in beauty level is too great, just like a low-level creature sees a dragon, and only has the courage to be shocked and not challenged.

Such a beautiful girl knows Zhang Wen, and Zhang Wen has never said it. Zhang Ying has some indescribable feelings, on the one hand, Zhu Huijing makes people like it at first sight, whether it is male or female; On the other hand, Zhang Ying was very inferior in front of her.

Zhang Wen hugged his fists and said: "...... minister"

Zhu Huijing hurriedly shook her head, and Zhang asked her heart that she might not be willing to reveal her identity in public, so she changed her words and said: "What a coincidence, I met a girl here unexpectedly." ”

Zhang Wen stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Zhang Ying's waist and introduced to Zhu Huijing: "This is in the lower family, Zhang Ying." ”

Zhang Wen's intimate gesture and his tone made Zhang Ying's heart warm.

"She's Princess Suiping." Zhang Wen whispered next to Zhang Ying.

"Are you Zhang Ying?" Zhu Huijing looked at Zhang Ying up and down.

Zhang Ying was uncomfortable to look at like this, just now Zhu Huijing meant that she didn't want to reveal her identity, and Zhang Ying was inconvenient to salute, so she had to smile politely at Zhu Huijing: "Do you know the concubine?" ”

Zhu Huijing glanced at Zhang Wen and said, "I heard Master Zhang talk about you." She took off a jade bracelet from her wrist and said, "The first time we met, I liked you very much, so this bracelet should be used as a greeting gift." ”

Zhang Ying didn't know much about some etiquette things, and when Zhu Huijing reached out to grab her hand and put a jade bracelet on her, Zhang Ying actually retracted her hand and said with a red face: "How can the concubine accept such a valuable thing?" ”

Zhu Huijing frowned reflexively, and said in her heart that this woman is so rude.

Zhang Wen hurriedly touched Zhang Ying lightly, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness rewards you with something, don't shirk." ”

Zhang Ying clumsily reached out to pick it up, Zhu Huijing saw this, paused for a moment, then put the bracelet in her palm, and said with a smile: "Don't be too restrained, we are all casual for the New Year's holiday...... Master Zhang, Zhang Ying seems to listen to you. ”

Zhang Wen smiled, pointed to an attic not far away to change the topic: "Tonight's fireworks are also beautiful, just one night, let's go to that restaurant for a drink, and we can watch the fireworks more clearly, what do you think?" ”

Zhang Ying naturally listened to Zhang's question, and Zhu Huijing did not object, so the group entered the restaurant not far away, asked for a private room at the highest place, and then asked for food such as aging, Western Regions wine, and dim sum, and watched fireworks while drinking.

Zhu Huijing heard what Zhang Ying said, turned her head and looked at Zhang Wen's face, somehow, she suddenly smiled, and two white little tiger teeth were exposed, simple and smart.

"Zhang asked, did you say that we can still watch fireworks here during the Lantern Festival next year?"

Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze...... Zhu Huijing expressed the same artistic conception.

Zhang Wen nodded approvingly, he didn't expect that a person with such a shallow relationship would have such a heart-to-heart connection with him.

Zhu Huijing and Zhang Wen didn't say a few words, but they seemed to have been communicating for a few days and nights. In a short period of time, from every tone, every movement, every look, they felt each other's thoughts.

It's a really amazing feeling.

After half of the wine, Zhang Ying was a little drunk and leaned against the window with Xuanyue to blow the wind and watch the fireworks, Zhu Huijing took a sip of wine, glanced at Zhang Ying not far away, and lowered her voice slightly: "The imperial brother told me that he remembered Wei Zhongxian's merits and wanted him to die a good death, but Wei Zhongxian died...... Zhang asked, you did it, right? ”

Wei Zhongxian was not killed by Zhang Wen's orders, but he was silent.

Wei Zhongxian should have been killed by Wang Tiqian, Zhang Wenming knew that Wang Tiqian would do it, so he didn't do it; If Wang Tiqian doesn't do it, Zhang Wen will do it too. Because Wei Zhongxian is alive, it will cause great hidden dangers to the two of them, and no one can predict the ups and downs of the world, and the Ming Dynasty's dry method is to put the enemy to death once he succeeds. Wei Zhongxian had already finished playing, and no one would pursue him if he was killed, so he died.

Regarding Zhu Huijing's inquiry, Zhang Wen was silent, neither admitting nor denying it, because if he denied it, it was tantamount to saying that Wang Tiqian killed Wei Zhongxian, Wang Tiqian was his enemy and former friend, and Zhang Wen was unwilling to do so.

For the sake of beautiful things, for the touching of that moment, why bother with so many gains and losses!

"Bang!" Another firework burst into the sky, showing off its fleeting, dazzling brilliance.