The rain in Wuchang was not heavy, but it never stopped. The entire Chu Palace seemed to be full of water, shrouded in the wet world.
The rain curtain was like fog again, blurring the vision and everything became hazy.
In the warm pavilion of Zhongzheng Hall, in addition to Emperor Jianwen and Empress Ma, there is also a foreign court minister Guo Jie. He reported to the matter: He did not contact Wang Gou'er this time, and the others in the capital finally found out that the imperial edict had never taken the prince in prison.The peeps on several roads to Beijing have also asked one after another that they had never seen anyone escort the prince by before.I think that the news that Wang Gou'er reported that the prince was escorted to the imperial prison was very likely to be fake...
Zhu Yunwen looked angry. This dog slave dared to deceive the emperor!
Queen Ma was both angry and anxious: I have said it a long time ago, but Wang Gou'er couldn't believe it.
Guo Jie has not easily understood this matter for several months. He was ordered by Emperor Jianwen, but the most fundamental reason was because of the pressure from Empress Ma.
Empress Ma regards Crown Prince Zhu Wenkui as more important than life. She has lost all news for so long, and she has never let go of this matter in a day.
There was only one news about Zhu Wenkui before, that was, he fell into the hands of the imperial army and was imprisoned in the imperial prison. Of course, such news from others could not satisfy her.
Moreover, Empress Ma has always suspected that her son was related to the conspiracy of Mrs. Yao and others; the Xiangwang Group stabilized the officials of Jianwen and others by sharing power, but could not make a satisfactory transaction with Empress Ma in any case, so this matter was temporarily shelved at the time but never ended.
Now Guo Jie has confirmed that Zhu Wenkui was not detained in the imperial prison, so where is he?
Queen Ma was almost going crazy and asked directly: Where is Wen Kui?
Guo Jie bent over and couldn't answer.Jianwen was also silent.No one seems to be able to answer her question.
Queen Ma choked and said: Did Wen Kui be killed by the demon woman and her son?Otherwise, how could a living person have no news for such a long time!
Guo Jie hurriedly advised: King Xiang is the prince’s brother, so there will be no such thing.
Don’t think that I don’t know, you… you have been bribed by him. How much is the price of a black veil worth for you? It’s a vain!
Queen Ma started to cry and scold.
Jianwen suddenly shouted: What a moral character!
After scolding, he also showed a heartbroken expression on his face.
Guo Jie said carefully: I have reported all the things I know.If the emperor and the queen have no other instructions, I would like to leave.
Zhu Yunwen waved his hand and said nothing.Guo Jie hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed, then bent down and walked backward towards the door.
Queen Ma took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears. Her face was pale and bloodless, and there was a deep hatred hidden in her sad eyes.
She calmed down. Although she wanted to know the truth, she understood that Yao Ji and others would never tell her the truth.
……
Zhang Ning held a stick and limped up the stairs of Fengyi Tower. He looked back at the air and found that the rain would stop.
If the old injury on the leg is suffered once, it may be inevitable that the weather will be bad in the future. Some things are really difficult to break and cannot be removed as long as they happen.
Two attendants followed behind. They wanted to help King Xiang leave, but were rejected before.
When I arrived at the place where Yao Ji lived, there was a spacious hall when entering the door. The things she had seemed to be arranged in a simple and neat manner and spotlessly clean.
It was very quiet, although the sound of rain outside never stopped, and there was no one in the spacious hall.
There are shiny bead curtains hanging outside the warm pavilion, swaying gently in the wet breeze. The beads collided with each other and made a crisp and tinging sound, making people unable to help but think of wind chimes.
Yao Ji's voice came from it: You may not see people for several days on weekdays. Today, you have difficulty walking and you should have kept your legs and feet away, but you remembered it?
Zhang Ning said: I just want to come to you to sit and calm down.
After a while of silence inside, Yao Ji lifted the curtain and walked out. Her long hair was casually placed on her head, looking like she was at home. It might not have wanted to go out even if it rained.
She glanced at the two attendants at the door and ordered: You go down, don’t let anyone disturb you.
The attendant in white bent down and bowed: Yes.
Zhang Ning saw a desk under the window with chessboards and other items on it, and two cushions were placed on the floor beside the desk, so he walked over and sat on the ground casually.
There is an advantage of living in a pavilion, which is that you can sit on the ground, cross-legged or kneel, without having to worry about the dampness of the earth's qi and yin.
Now do you think that only I is the person you can trust?Yao Ji's eyes were on him. You have done your best to be honest and righteous, so what now?
yes.Zhang Ning suddenly felt a little depressed. Only you are never my enemy, either when you are proud, when you are in danger, or when you are desperate...
Yao Ji walked over and knelt across from him.
Unlike Zhang Ning, she sometimes ignores her posture, and she also has a decent and dignified temperament when she kneels on the cushion on the ground, just like where she lives, without any sloppy and messy times.
She calmed down and said kindly: Does the legs still hurt?Zhang Ning replied: It occurs from time to time and it hurts.
Yao Ji's eyes swept across his face like hands: You look bad... Play chess with me and think about the open place.
Zhang Ning felt a little annoyed when he saw the chessboard. Go is indeed not that simple, and it is too much to worry about chess pieces.He said: Then let’s play Gozi chess, I will teach you it’s very simple.
Sure enough, Yao Ji knew it once she learned it. This is a very fast food game, suitable for modern people to pass the fragmented time, but it is not a good thing in today's era of slow pace of life in the Ming Dynasty.
Yao Ji was soon distracted. The simple chess technique could not attract all her attention. While she picked up the chess piece with her white-scented fingers, she said: It is said that Yu Qian had captured more than 30,000 surrendered troops from the Han King, which was very encouraging.We are like gambling now, using Yongding Camp as our capital to see if we can earn 30,000 yuan in reduced troops; if we can't bear to give up the capital, we will naturally not get the benefits.
She seemed to make some sense, but in Zhang Ning's view, it was far more than these factors. It is difficult to simply measure the resources, people's hearts and strategic depth brought by the rule of Jiangxi.
He couldn't help but say: You seem to be open-minded... We can't afford to lose any war.And there is only one chance, and there is no chance for Emperor Guangwu to regroup several times.
Yao Ji looked at him and smiled and said: I have already had what I want, so there is nothing I can't think of.
What do you want?Zhang Ning couldn't help asking.
Yao Ji looked back at Mingjing's palace, pointed to the pavilions and towers outside the door, and said softly: You said you wanted to build a large territory and live in a spacious palace for me. Isn't you already got it now, what else do I want?People are like flowers blooming and fading, so there is no need to regret it if you have ever had it.
Alas... Zhang Ning sighed, feeling moved, and an inexplicable sadness surged into his heart.Somehow, I seemed to be extra fragile and depressed today. Could it be because of the rainy day?
The two were silent for a while, and Yao Ji asked again: Look at you like this... If nothing happened to Yu Qian, would the Yongding Camp and the surrendered army in Jiangxi be able to defeat the Xuanfu Datong soldiers from Nanjing?
More difficult.
Zhang Ning said, in fact, we have never had an advantage. The big reason before was that God was favored.This time Emperor Xuande was in charge of Nanjing, and the commander who attacked Jiangxi was most likely to be the British Duke Zhang Fu. Regardless of the military strength gap, even Zhang Fu is not an ordinary person and is not that easy to deal with.
He felt that Yao Ji should be a very powerful woman inside, so there was no need to say good things, and she shook her complaints in her heart. If she lost Jiangxi, she would let the Northern Army reach the south bank of the Yangtze River west of Huguang, which was the place of four battles and was attacked from all sides.If you want to be enterprising, you will not be able to do your best at any side.There is no danger to be guarded here. Even if I have the experiences and experiences in six hundred years, it will be difficult to change my fate... Perhaps the general trend cannot be influenced by a mortal, but just a small storm in the rivers and seas.If we lose, how should we end up?
A trace of gloom flashed in Yao Ji's eyes, and then he advised: Why do you always think about the bad?
Zhang Ning remembered his efforts that had never been slackened in the past few years and his often ambitions, and couldn't help but say: I'm really a little unwilling to accept it.
This kind of mood, because I came from later generations, I suddenly felt a unique sense of superiority in the Ming Dynasty. In addition, I found that I was a prince, and I felt that I could change the world's rampant mentality of doing whatever I wanted. How could I accept the erased fate?
Yao Ji glanced at the guzheng on the wall and said: Don’t you want to be quiet?I'll play a song for you.
After saying that, she got up and picked up the zither and placed it on the table. She put on several pairs of gold, pearls and jade finger condoms, and plucked the strings casually, which was a very coordinated rhythm.
Her attainments seem to have reached a state of mind, and she can play an emotion according to her mood.
Zhang Ning listened attentively, and amid the sound of the dingdong piano, he heard Yao Ji say softly: You can get closer.
He sat next to Yao Ji, listened to a nice sound in his ear, and smelled the fragrance on her body, and gradually seemed to forget his worries.
He couldn't help but admire Yao Ji's elegant posture, temperament and gentle movements, the beautiful lines on her body, the soft waist on her towering breasts and the tight skirt on her knees.
He relaxed, a little tired, so he lay down on his side and leaned his head against her legs, naturally as if this was a matter of course and could not feel anything wrong.
Yao Ji didn't resist at all, and still plucked the strings. By chance, she lowered her head and whispered: From beginning to end, I am the only one you can trust and rely on, do you understand?
Zhang Ning didn't know why she repeated such a sentence with similar meanings, but in such an atmosphere, she felt like a spell that she could not think about and could not bear it directly.
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The rain curtain was like fog again, blurring the vision and everything became hazy.
In the warm pavilion of Zhongzheng Hall, in addition to Emperor Jianwen and Empress Ma, there is also a foreign court minister Guo Jie. He reported to the matter: He did not contact Wang Gou'er this time, and the others in the capital finally found out that the imperial edict had never taken the prince in prison.The peeps on several roads to Beijing have also asked one after another that they had never seen anyone escort the prince by before.I think that the news that Wang Gou'er reported that the prince was escorted to the imperial prison was very likely to be fake...
Zhu Yunwen looked angry. This dog slave dared to deceive the emperor!
Queen Ma was both angry and anxious: I have said it a long time ago, but Wang Gou'er couldn't believe it.
Guo Jie has not easily understood this matter for several months. He was ordered by Emperor Jianwen, but the most fundamental reason was because of the pressure from Empress Ma.
Empress Ma regards Crown Prince Zhu Wenkui as more important than life. She has lost all news for so long, and she has never let go of this matter in a day.
There was only one news about Zhu Wenkui before, that was, he fell into the hands of the imperial army and was imprisoned in the imperial prison. Of course, such news from others could not satisfy her.
Moreover, Empress Ma has always suspected that her son was related to the conspiracy of Mrs. Yao and others; the Xiangwang Group stabilized the officials of Jianwen and others by sharing power, but could not make a satisfactory transaction with Empress Ma in any case, so this matter was temporarily shelved at the time but never ended.
Now Guo Jie has confirmed that Zhu Wenkui was not detained in the imperial prison, so where is he?
Queen Ma was almost going crazy and asked directly: Where is Wen Kui?
Guo Jie bent over and couldn't answer.Jianwen was also silent.No one seems to be able to answer her question.
Queen Ma choked and said: Did Wen Kui be killed by the demon woman and her son?Otherwise, how could a living person have no news for such a long time!
Guo Jie hurriedly advised: King Xiang is the prince’s brother, so there will be no such thing.
Don’t think that I don’t know, you… you have been bribed by him. How much is the price of a black veil worth for you? It’s a vain!
Queen Ma started to cry and scold.
Jianwen suddenly shouted: What a moral character!
After scolding, he also showed a heartbroken expression on his face.
Guo Jie said carefully: I have reported all the things I know.If the emperor and the queen have no other instructions, I would like to leave.
Zhu Yunwen waved his hand and said nothing.Guo Jie hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed, then bent down and walked backward towards the door.
Queen Ma took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears. Her face was pale and bloodless, and there was a deep hatred hidden in her sad eyes.
She calmed down. Although she wanted to know the truth, she understood that Yao Ji and others would never tell her the truth.
……
Zhang Ning held a stick and limped up the stairs of Fengyi Tower. He looked back at the air and found that the rain would stop.
If the old injury on the leg is suffered once, it may be inevitable that the weather will be bad in the future. Some things are really difficult to break and cannot be removed as long as they happen.
Two attendants followed behind. They wanted to help King Xiang leave, but were rejected before.
When I arrived at the place where Yao Ji lived, there was a spacious hall when entering the door. The things she had seemed to be arranged in a simple and neat manner and spotlessly clean.
It was very quiet, although the sound of rain outside never stopped, and there was no one in the spacious hall.
There are shiny bead curtains hanging outside the warm pavilion, swaying gently in the wet breeze. The beads collided with each other and made a crisp and tinging sound, making people unable to help but think of wind chimes.
Yao Ji's voice came from it: You may not see people for several days on weekdays. Today, you have difficulty walking and you should have kept your legs and feet away, but you remembered it?
Zhang Ning said: I just want to come to you to sit and calm down.
After a while of silence inside, Yao Ji lifted the curtain and walked out. Her long hair was casually placed on her head, looking like she was at home. It might not have wanted to go out even if it rained.
She glanced at the two attendants at the door and ordered: You go down, don’t let anyone disturb you.
The attendant in white bent down and bowed: Yes.
Zhang Ning saw a desk under the window with chessboards and other items on it, and two cushions were placed on the floor beside the desk, so he walked over and sat on the ground casually.
There is an advantage of living in a pavilion, which is that you can sit on the ground, cross-legged or kneel, without having to worry about the dampness of the earth's qi and yin.
Now do you think that only I is the person you can trust?Yao Ji's eyes were on him. You have done your best to be honest and righteous, so what now?
yes.Zhang Ning suddenly felt a little depressed. Only you are never my enemy, either when you are proud, when you are in danger, or when you are desperate...
Yao Ji walked over and knelt across from him.
Unlike Zhang Ning, she sometimes ignores her posture, and she also has a decent and dignified temperament when she kneels on the cushion on the ground, just like where she lives, without any sloppy and messy times.
She calmed down and said kindly: Does the legs still hurt?Zhang Ning replied: It occurs from time to time and it hurts.
Yao Ji's eyes swept across his face like hands: You look bad... Play chess with me and think about the open place.
Zhang Ning felt a little annoyed when he saw the chessboard. Go is indeed not that simple, and it is too much to worry about chess pieces.He said: Then let’s play Gozi chess, I will teach you it’s very simple.
Sure enough, Yao Ji knew it once she learned it. This is a very fast food game, suitable for modern people to pass the fragmented time, but it is not a good thing in today's era of slow pace of life in the Ming Dynasty.
Yao Ji was soon distracted. The simple chess technique could not attract all her attention. While she picked up the chess piece with her white-scented fingers, she said: It is said that Yu Qian had captured more than 30,000 surrendered troops from the Han King, which was very encouraging.We are like gambling now, using Yongding Camp as our capital to see if we can earn 30,000 yuan in reduced troops; if we can't bear to give up the capital, we will naturally not get the benefits.
She seemed to make some sense, but in Zhang Ning's view, it was far more than these factors. It is difficult to simply measure the resources, people's hearts and strategic depth brought by the rule of Jiangxi.
He couldn't help but say: You seem to be open-minded... We can't afford to lose any war.And there is only one chance, and there is no chance for Emperor Guangwu to regroup several times.
Yao Ji looked at him and smiled and said: I have already had what I want, so there is nothing I can't think of.
What do you want?Zhang Ning couldn't help asking.
Yao Ji looked back at Mingjing's palace, pointed to the pavilions and towers outside the door, and said softly: You said you wanted to build a large territory and live in a spacious palace for me. Isn't you already got it now, what else do I want?People are like flowers blooming and fading, so there is no need to regret it if you have ever had it.
Alas... Zhang Ning sighed, feeling moved, and an inexplicable sadness surged into his heart.Somehow, I seemed to be extra fragile and depressed today. Could it be because of the rainy day?
The two were silent for a while, and Yao Ji asked again: Look at you like this... If nothing happened to Yu Qian, would the Yongding Camp and the surrendered army in Jiangxi be able to defeat the Xuanfu Datong soldiers from Nanjing?
More difficult.
Zhang Ning said, in fact, we have never had an advantage. The big reason before was that God was favored.This time Emperor Xuande was in charge of Nanjing, and the commander who attacked Jiangxi was most likely to be the British Duke Zhang Fu. Regardless of the military strength gap, even Zhang Fu is not an ordinary person and is not that easy to deal with.
He felt that Yao Ji should be a very powerful woman inside, so there was no need to say good things, and she shook her complaints in her heart. If she lost Jiangxi, she would let the Northern Army reach the south bank of the Yangtze River west of Huguang, which was the place of four battles and was attacked from all sides.If you want to be enterprising, you will not be able to do your best at any side.There is no danger to be guarded here. Even if I have the experiences and experiences in six hundred years, it will be difficult to change my fate... Perhaps the general trend cannot be influenced by a mortal, but just a small storm in the rivers and seas.If we lose, how should we end up?
A trace of gloom flashed in Yao Ji's eyes, and then he advised: Why do you always think about the bad?
Zhang Ning remembered his efforts that had never been slackened in the past few years and his often ambitions, and couldn't help but say: I'm really a little unwilling to accept it.
This kind of mood, because I came from later generations, I suddenly felt a unique sense of superiority in the Ming Dynasty. In addition, I found that I was a prince, and I felt that I could change the world's rampant mentality of doing whatever I wanted. How could I accept the erased fate?
Yao Ji glanced at the guzheng on the wall and said: Don’t you want to be quiet?I'll play a song for you.
After saying that, she got up and picked up the zither and placed it on the table. She put on several pairs of gold, pearls and jade finger condoms, and plucked the strings casually, which was a very coordinated rhythm.
Her attainments seem to have reached a state of mind, and she can play an emotion according to her mood.
Zhang Ning listened attentively, and amid the sound of the dingdong piano, he heard Yao Ji say softly: You can get closer.
He sat next to Yao Ji, listened to a nice sound in his ear, and smelled the fragrance on her body, and gradually seemed to forget his worries.
He couldn't help but admire Yao Ji's elegant posture, temperament and gentle movements, the beautiful lines on her body, the soft waist on her towering breasts and the tight skirt on her knees.
He relaxed, a little tired, so he lay down on his side and leaned his head against her legs, naturally as if this was a matter of course and could not feel anything wrong.
Yao Ji didn't resist at all, and still plucked the strings. By chance, she lowered her head and whispered: From beginning to end, I am the only one you can trust and rely on, do you understand?
Zhang Ning didn't know why she repeated such a sentence with similar meanings, but in such an atmosphere, she felt like a spell that she could not think about and could not bear it directly.
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