At this time, Zhu Qing, who was dressed in white brocade, came from afar, and Zhu Qing saluted: "Big brother, second brother, third brother." ”

Zhu Zhi patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It's all my own brothers, why do you care so much? It's rare that the third child is here today, let's go drink!"

Zhu Shan took everyone to the depths of the plum garden, on the left is the second prince Zhu Kang, on the right is the fourth prince Zhu Qing, and on both sides are all literati and hundreds of officials, everyone is talking and laughing slowly with Zhu Handle as the center, and there is a posture of the emperor traveling and accompanying hundreds of officials.

On the contrary, the third prince Zhu Zhiwen stood on the left and stood on the right side of the meaning, and in the end he could only follow behind everyone like an outsider.

In the depths of the plum garden, there is a stream several feet wide dug out by hand, called Baishui Creek, it is said that Emperor Zhu Zhang deliberately dug and built such a winding stream because he liked the sentence "white water surrounds the east city" in the poem of the contemporary poet Baiting.

Next to the source of Baishui Creek, a large pond ten zhang long, five zhang wide and two zhang deep was specially dug, but it was not used for swimming, but it was filled with Xianjia liquor, and there were dozens of birds and beasts roasting meat on the fire, and the mellow wine and barbecue meat was overflowing.

Previously, the host of the banquet did not sit down, and everyone did not dare to occupy the land without permission, but now that Zhu Handle is here, he really has to think carefully about where to sit is the best, which will not lose the etiquette and attract the attention of Zhu Handle or other court officials.

Zhu Shan took the lead in walking to the master's seat, and placed Zhu Qing and Zhu Kang on both sides of him, and then beckoned to Zhu Zhiwen, sitting on the lower seat of several people, and the relationship between relatives and relatives can be seen.

The civil and military officials also sat down along the Baishui Creek in turn, Zhu Shant clapped his hands and dozens of court musicians began to play music, and the palace maid scooped up a scoop of Xianjia wine from the wine pool, poured it into a special white jade cup, carefully placed it into the Baishui Creek, and slowly flowed down along the bubbling stream, and it would not fall over, just like a small boat drifting into the distance, if someone wanted to drink it, they would pick it up by themselves.

Zhu Shan's clapped his hands again, and dozens of young singers walked out of the plum forest like a plum garden flower fairy, a singer danced with the music, and someone specially cut out a plate of refined meat slices and sent them to the officials, fine wine with beautiful women, hot meat and singing, light singing and dancing made people linger, a song and dance leveling atmosphere!

Everyone enjoyed the moon while drinking, pointed out the country, and talked about the past and the present. Staggered, time flies. Sunset wine, together with the respect to sit. The shoes are wrong, and the cups and plates are messy. Luo Xiang is forbidden, and he smells the fragrance.

There was also the court painter who picked up his pen and ink and tried to record this brief glimpse of the light.

When everyone was drunk and crumbling, Zhu Shan suddenly stood up, raised his glass and said loudly: "Today, if you are not drunk and do not return, you should be a big white!"

The ministers stood up and drank it all!

Zhu Shan sat down, shook his head slightly, drunk, obviously a little overhead, he said intermittently to Zhu Qing who was sitting next to him with a smile in his eyes: "Fourth brother, don't you know how to compose poems?

Although Zhu Qing loves to drink, it is rare to drink less today, and he is very sober. He shook his head slightly and said, "Big brother, you're laughing, where can I do any poetry?

Although Zhu Qing is despised by the world as a waste prince in the palace, Zhu Qing's poems and books are still famous in the literary world, and he is also nicknamed the "court poet fairy", and the poet fairy white pavilion in the withered leaf city is still inextricably linked.

Zhu Zhi frowned, a little displeased, his fingers swayed and pointed at Zhu Qing and said slightly annoyed: "Don't you give me face, you want me to make a fool of myself in front of this powerful minister!"

Zhu Qing waved his hand, but he didn't answer the question, "Big brother, you drank too much." ”

Seeing this, the ministers next to him all came to relieve Zhu Qing, Zhu Kang raised his wine glass and said to Zhu Shan: "Why should the eldest brother force the fourth brother to compose poems? Today, let's focus on drinking, and don't want the literati's set, besides, there are so many literati here, who composes poems is not composed, why do you have to compose poems for the fourth brother to appreciate it, the second brother, I can recommend myself to write this poem for the fourth brother!"

Saying that, Zhu Kang got up, waved his clothes, and came to Zhangkou.

"No!" But Zhu Shan roared angrily, and the voice was so loud that the ministers shook!

He looked at Zhu Qing with a confused look, and said with a drunken smile: "I just want to listen to the fourth brother's poetry, my father often praises the fourth brother's literary talent in front of me, I want to see it!"

Zhu Kang glanced at Zhu Qing, the latter's face was embarrassed, everyone present didn't dare to say a word, Wan Lai was silent!

"Oh?" Zhu Shan suddenly realized, "I know, did you ask someone to write those poetry articles on your behalf?"

Zhu Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, he has always been mild-mannered, and he was rarely a little angry, for a real literati, I am afraid there is nothing more annoying than being humiliated and plagiarized.

As soon as he was about to get up in a fit of anger, he was about to compose a poem to confront Zhu Shan, wanting to prove his innocence!

At this time, Zhu Zhiwen pressed his shoulder, pressed him back to his seat, and said loudly: "Since the fourth brother is not in high interest today, then I, the third brother, will compose poetry instead!"

Zhu Zhi looked at Zhu Zhiwen and pouted: "Third child, it's rare for you to come back, so I'll listen to you for the time being, but I have a request, you are not allowed to sing me any disappointing poems like 'fleeting, only the ruins of the tomb'." ”

The literati have always been like this, sad and sad, happy and sad.

Zhu Zhiwen nodded and said, "That's natural, and I won't disappoint my eldest brother." ”

Zhu Zhi smiled proudly, "Okay! Now I'll ask you to compose a poem." You take seven steps in the garden, and when you have completed the seven steps, you must compose a poem. If you do it, you will not die, but if you take seven steps and the poem is not finished, you will be punished severely!"

"Bang!" Zhu Qing's wine glass fell to the ground, and the wine in the cup was scattered all over the ground, smudging like bright red blood.

No one dared to speak, and they were silent! Only the unknown musician was still playing alone, and Zhu Qinggang was about to get up to persuade him, but Zhu Zhiwen held him down again.

Zhu Zhiwen took off the sword at his waist and said, "I'm afraid it's still difficult to enjoy just chanting poetry, why don't I dance another sword to add icing on the cake!"

Regardless of whether Zhu Handle agreed or not, he directly drew his sword and swept forward, but he stepped on the flowing water!

One step, the sword momentum is facing upward, and the sword qi is condensed!

Boiled beans are used as soup,

Two steps, the tip of the sword condenses the light, like the bright moon!

Wet the juice.

Three steps, the bright moon enters the water, and the broken shadow is mottled!

Burning under the kettle,

Four steps, the shadow is still sinking, and the water surface is dense!

Beans weep in the kettle.

Five steps, the water is cold and foggy, and it is slightly stagnant!

Born from the same root,

Six steps, pick up the moon and water, and string beads!

Why is it too anxious to fry each other!

Seven steps have not arrived, and exactly six steps have been completed to complete a poem.

At the end of the song, Zhu Zhiwen stood on the stream with a sword, with a trickle under his feet, a clear moon above his head, and above the sword, there was still moonlight condensing, and the beads of water slid down the blade and slowly dripped down the tip of the sword like a gurgling blood!

He looked at Zhu Shan indifferently, and he was absolutely cold!

Zhu Shan had already regained his consciousness at this time, and he shook his eyes!

The first time Zhu Zhiwen heard the news of the banquet, he knew that this was a Hongmen banquet specially set up for him.

Among the officials present, most of them were not real officials, but skilled martial artists.

He has been paying attention to his surroundings, and found that many people who are obviously civil officials have calluses that can only be left by practicing swords and swords, and the way officials toast does not talk about officialdom etiquette at all, most of them are casual. There are also some guys who haven't quit the spirit of the rivers and lakes, eating barbecue and gobbling it up, and their mouths are full of oil, which is ridiculous!

It is also blamed that he traveled abroad and did not ask about the government, so that now he doesn't even recognize a few officials from various ministries.

Zhu Shan deliberately embarrassed Zhu Qing, because he expected that he would stand up for the fourth brother and solve the death-defying situation for the fourth brother.

As for why he did this, he didn't take advantage of the time when Emperor Zhu Zhang and Empress Xiao went to the summer resort when they were not in the palace, and wanted to take this opportunity to eradicate their competitors.

Just like the Xuanwumen Revolution launched by the generation of Ming Jun of the Tang Dynasty in order to compete for the throne, he Zhu Shan, then followed this person's example to launch the Meiyuan Change!

Although most people despise Zhu Zhiwen as a waste prince who is idle and idle, people who really have a little vision know that Zhu Zhiwen is the only one who can really compete with Zhu Zhi for the throne.

Although the second prince Zhu Kang is sharp-toothed, does not show his voice, and is even insidious and cunning, after all, the pattern is small, and he is only suitable for being a courtier, so forget it.

The fourth prince Zhu Qing likes to chant poems and make mistakes, and it is understandable that he is talented and talented, but he doesn't know anything about political affairs, even if he takes the throne in the future, he is just a puppet emperor who is played by the ministers in applause.

The fifth prince Zhu Kai just wants to be a general, go to the battlefield to kill the enemy general, it is not difficult for him to arrange the troops, if he sits on the throne, I am afraid that the ass will grind out a big hole in the position!

Only the third prince Zhu Zhiwen, with far-reaching vision and magnificent pattern, does not do things on the surface, has the city government of officialdom, has the ambition of Corporal Lixian, the emperor's heart, the art of the royal road, all have some experience, and now he is cynical and does not ask about the government, but what about the future?

Are there still few emperors in history who pretended to be withholding and did not make a statement, and finally won the first place?

Zhu Shan was so jealous of him that he even regarded the two of them as the same person countless times when he helped his father sort out the files and approve the papers.

The current emperor is too similar to Zhu Zhiwen, not only in appearance, but also in personality and habits, treatment of people and things, and calculating, so he must take the lead in taking the lead and eradicate Zhu Zhiwen before his father returns! When the raw rice is cooked and the rice is mature, it is expected that Zhu Zhang can only admit it with his eyes closed.

Zhu Shan raised the white jade cup in his hand, raised it above his head, and said loudly: "Okay, good! I didn't expect that the third brother has been traveling abroad for so many years, and his literary talent has not fallen but has gone to a higher level! It is really gratifying!"

Everyone was ready to go, staring closely at the white jade cup in Zhu Shan's hand, as long as the white jade cup fell to the ground, they would rush up and hack this hard-working third prince to death!

Zhu Zhiwen sighed in his heart: "I didn't expect that I, Zhu Zhiwen, was wandering outside and was not taken away by the assassins of all walks of life, but I was going to die in the hands of my own family." ”

He has never been interested in the throne since he was a child, so he left the palace early to walk the rivers and lakes, and he has clearly conveyed his meaning to his eldest brother, but even so, he still refuses to let her go, he is really cold.

He looked around and looked at Zhu Qing again, if he really waited for others to do it, then there would really be no chance for the matter to turn around, maybe Zhu Qing would be involved, according to Zhu Shan's ruthlessness, it was very likely that Zhu Qing would also be killed, and there was not much difference between killing him and killing another one.

Zhu Shan's eyes were dark, and his fingers twisted slightly to release the wine glass.

"Big brother!" At this time, Zhu Zhiwen suddenly shouted, he looked at Zhu Shan's eyes full of complexity, and said word by word, "Third brother, I still haven't taken a step?"

As he spoke, he stepped out of the stabbing sword in front of him, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Zhu Shan's heart, and his eyes were resolute and resolute!

The dead man on Zhu Shan's side was about to stop Zhu Zhiwen, but Zhu Zhiwen was stopped by Zhu Shan's one hand, signaling not to act rashly.

Zhu Zhiwen was only a monk of the Fengchu Realm, and Zhu Zhi was a martial artist of the Huiyang Mirror, and it was impossible to assassinate him.

His eyes were as calm as water, and he looked straight at the swift stabbing sword, unmoved.

The tip of the sword stared at the moonlight, dotted with stars, and just when the long sword was about to pierce Zhu Shan's heart, the sword momentum suddenly turned!

"Third brother!"

"Third brother!"

Under the moonlight, Zhu Zhiwen's long sword slashed itself on the water, and the blood poured out a beautiful light under the moonlight!

Everyone was shocked and couldn't say anything!

The blood on Zhu Zhiwen's neck flowed, like a waterfall, and he staggered and smiled miserably, "Big brother, how do you see me taking this step?"

As soon as the words fell, he fell into the stream, and the blood slowly stained the entire stream, and he was like a bubble in the cold water, with only a vague bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

After all, I can't escape this fate, that's fine, it's better to die for me.

His consciousness gradually dissipated, and he couldn't look at the people on the surface of the water, but a strange but extremely familiar name popped up in his mind.

"Yuanyi?"

Wake up from a dream!