The afterglow of dusk lingers on the golden tiles, and the twelve rui beasts are carved and roaring to the sky, showing the majesty of the royal family. The eunuchs and palace maids were busy in all directions, and a team of guards walked in front of the hall with Changge in their hands.

In the Ming Empire, the young monarch stood in front of the Wenhua Palace, comfortably admiring the world that really belonged to his control.

The whole world is not the king's land, and it sounds really majestic and majestic. The throne is a chair that will fall to the ground when you think about it, and only when you really sit on it can you experience the difficulties and difficulties in it.

The so-called emperor, law, magic, and power, the three are one, supreme, and decide the life and death of the world in a word. Compared with Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding monarch of the country, Zhu Yunwen is much worse.

The most intuitive comparison, Zhu Yuanzhang killed 100,000 ministers, no one dared to admonish him with a word, and his closest friend over there just went around Shaomu Mountain, and thousands of people died, and the court was boiling and arguing for a month.

Some were silent, but many more were impassioned.

Wenyuan Pavilion Chinese filial piety and reconciliation of the Chinese side have to accept hundreds of twists and turns about this matter every day, sprinkled with thousands of words, and finally in the final analysis, it is one sentence, a thorough investigation of the Shaolin bloody case.

In fact, there is nothing to check, Dongchang transferred troops into Henan, without the approval of him, the king, it is simply impossible, in fact, everyone knows it, but for various reasons chose to ignore it.

Xiang Zhuang dances the sword, which is intended for Pei Gong.

"Your Majesty. Liu Xi put a golden dragon cloak on Zhu Yunwen's body behind him, skillfully smoothed the folds on the top, and said in a low voice: "It's all a bit of fiddling, yelling is terrible, you don't have to worry about it." ”

Zhu Yunwen snorted, looked in the direction of the celebrant in the east and said, "The seals are all covered?"

"Most of them are covered. Liu Xi nodded and replied: "Fang and Xie have raised the case, and the slaves and maids over there have almost passed, but Yuhang and Sangluo counties have attracted floods some time ago, and they need to allocate money and food. ”

"Put it in the hall, I'll see it later." ”

Nanjing in the autumn breeze brews the unique cold of the south of the Yangtze River, and the Forbidden City is no exception. Several eunuchs lit braziers in the hall, and thirty-six tribute candles emitted a faint fragrance of medicine.

Zhu Yunwen sat down behind the bookcase, the fold of disaster relief unfolded in front of him, holding a red pen in his hand, and looking at it carefully.

"Let's all go down. ”

Liu Xi pulled the slaves and maids back, and walked lightly to Zhu Yunwen's side, looking at his nose and nose, like a wood carving.

"Seventy thousand, eighty thousand, sixty thousand quintals of grain... Zhu Yunwen muttered a few times, and felt that the number was about the same, so he drew a red circle on the fold: "Liu Xi." ”

"The slave is here. ”

"Turn around and let the East Factory stare at it, and those who dare to reach out and cut it directly. ”

"Yes. The slave and maid wrote it down. Liu Xi stretched out his hand and took the fold and stuffed it into his sleeve.

"Also, what news is there from Ruyi?" Zhu Yunwen said again: "The last time I sent a letter saying that I was going to Ganzhou to chase back my two disloyal and unfilial cousins, what progress has I made now?"

"Back to Your Majesty's words. Liu Xi lowered his head and thought about it, and replied: "The last time I wrote was seven days ago, and I said that there are clues now, two... The two of them have now confirmed that they are in Ganzhou City, and they plan to get out of Chongyang. The other father-in-law Xu didn't say much.

Your Majesty doesn't need to worry too much, you should be at ease when Gonggong Xu does things, as well as the commander of Dongchang, the master, and three thousand guards, the place in Ganzhou is like a net of heaven and earth, and the thieves will definitely be unable to escape. Maybe at this moment, Gonggong Xu has already carried their heads to Beijing. ”

Zhu Yunwen nodded with satisfaction, stretched his waist, and looked a little tired: "If you have any news, remember to report it to me in time." I'm a little tired today, huh... I won't flop the cards. Let's go for a walk with me in the Imperial Garden. ”

"Yes. Liu Xi respectfully hugged Zhu Yunwen and got up and walked out of the hall, just out of the palace door has not been ten steps, from far and near, a Yellow Gate eunuch with both hands holding a yellow silk cloth bag rushed to this side, and when he arrived, he knelt on the stone brick floor with a "plop" sound, and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, Ningxia Wei Eight Hundred Miles is urgent, please Your Majesty Imperial Visit." ”

"Eight hundred miles, the Tartars have committed a border?" Zhu Yunwen was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly waved his hand: "Hurry up!"

Liu Xi stepped forward a few steps forward to pick up the cloth bag, inspected the seal, groped carefully in his hand for a while, and then put it under his nose and smelled it, then opened it, took out the sealed cowhide seal bag from the inside and presented it to Zhu Yunwen's hand.

Slave Xu Ruyi, respectfully ask Your Majesty for a long life.

The familiar handwriting on the envelope made Zhu Yunwen's heart feel slightly relieved, and he shook his hand to take out the letter, and only after reading a few lines, his delicate and elegant face suddenly became gloomy.

The slave Xu Ruyi, who lives on the edge of Longmen, invites my emperor to Sheng'an.

Dongchang has traced the Yan Wang's evil obstacles up and down for more than a month, and now it has been found that the whereabouts of the thief are indeed in Ganzhou.

However, Ganzhou is a place, the land is vast and sparsely populated, the people are fierce, and more foreign barbarians walk in the meantime, do not obey the teachings of Wang Hua, do not respect the laws of the court, and do not know the majesty of His Majesty, which is very hateful.

The root cause of this is actually the collusion of officials, generals, businessmen, and razors.

Qi Guozhong, the prefect of Ganzhou, Wu Kedi, the general of Longmen Pass, Judero, the great Jia of the Western Regions, and Hu Che'er, the leader of the Yuanren tribe, these four people relied on the power given by His Majesty, ran rampant, and established their own laws.

With other duties, the slave maid wanted to make plans in the future, but these four were pressing step by step, and even secretly hindered the Dongchang incident and provided protection for King Yan's evil obstacles.

Although there are many 3,000 Dongchang wrestlers, compared with the Longmen defenders, the bow outside the plug is still insufficient. I am afraid that when Chongyang is in the middle of the festival, there will be a turbulence.

In view of this, the slave and maid dared to ask His Majesty to issue an edict to transfer the Ningxia guards to assist and respond from the side.

If things are not cooperative, the slave and the Dongchang Erlang are all mutilated, but they are still willing to carry their swords three feet to charge for His Majesty, sweep away the night and the small ministers, sweep away the evil atmosphere, although they die and do not retreat, they do not regret their heads. Chaos, jade and jade.

The slave and maid are not by his side, and I hope that Your Majesty will take care of the dragon body and don't think of the slave and maid.

Sincerely, the slave Xu Ruyi bowed to the head of a hundred bows, and wished that the Ming Dynasty would be forever solid, and His Majesty would live together in heaven and earth.

"Although I die, I don't retreat, and I don't regret it. Qi Guozhong, Wu Kedi, Jude Luo, Hu Che'er. The supreme breathing of the world gradually became heavier, his hands were forced, his fingertips were white and blue, the green tendons on the back of his hands were bursting up, and the eunuchs and palace maids around him, including Liu Xi, all knelt on the ground, trembling and uneasy.

The wrath of the true dragon, the bleeding and drifting pestle, how the ants bear it.

"Liu Xi. ”

"The slave is here. ”

"Swing the Wenyuan Pavilion, prepare the king's flag, Shang Fang's sword. The secretary of the recruitment department, Ru Yu, will immediately enter the palace to see me!"

"Yes. ”