Zhongshan Imperial Tomb
Zhang Qianhu, the mausoleum guard responsible for guarding the emperor's grandson's mausoleum, held a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth.
The military uniform he was wearing was also sloppy.
His whole body smelled of wine and rouge mixed together.
Walking back to the outside of Zhu Xiongying’s Mausoleum,
He just casually leaned against the mausoleum and slept with his clothes on.
After a few hours, the sky gradually darkened,
"Master Zhang, Master Zhang, wake up."
Zhang Qianhu opened his eyes sleepily, saw the person in front of him clearly, and said with a smile,
"San'er, are you here to change the guard?"
Ma San had some dissatisfaction on his face and complained,
"Master Zhang, how could you fall asleep?"
Zhang Qianhu looked unconcerned and hugged Ma San.
Ma San frowned due to the smell of alcohol on Zhang Qianhu's body.
Zhang Qianhu smiled and said,
"Brother, you just came to our Lingwei.
There are many circles and circles that you still don’t understand,
The job of our mausoleum guard is just one word,
mix!
If you say it nicely, you are a guard; if you say it is not nice, you are looking at the tomb.
Wei, who are you guarding?
Can the dead crawl out of the tomb?
Brother, don't take it too seriously,
Seriously, this is the most useless thing in Lingwei. "
Ma Sangang was about to open his mouth to argue, but Zhang Qianhu's eyes flashed with dissatisfaction.
Drunk, he directly pulled Ma San to the stone door of the mausoleum.
"Brother, look at this big stone gate.
possible……"
Zhang Qianhu glanced at Shimen with his peripheral vision.
Then, suddenly stunned,
He was so drunk that he woke up in an instant!
Shimen, is it open? ! ! !
"This this…"
Zhang Qianhu was stunned for a moment. He had watched the imperial tomb for ten years.
Never encountered such a situation!
Ma San came to his senses and said anxiously,
"Come in and take a look!"
The two of them lit a torch and stumbled into the imperial mausoleum.
The scene in front of them caused the two of them to completely lose their ability to think.
Zhang Qianhu collapsed on the ground.
"This...how is this possible?!"
…………
It's night Qianqing Palace
Zhu Yuanzhang sat back in front of the desk again,
only,
Unlike during the day,
There is an extra candle on the desk that is almost burning out.
In the huge Qianqing Palace,
The lighting objects Zhu Yuanzhang relied on when working at night,
There is only one candle that is almost burned out!
call…
The candle suddenly went out,
There is nothing left that has been burned,
Zhu Yuanzhang took out another candle in the dark and lit it.
After covering the candle cover, he looked at the book on the desk again.
"His Majesty!"
After hearing the voice of the visitor clearly, Zhu Yuanzhang said,
"Mao Xiang (sounds), come in."
Mao Xiang, the commander of the Imperial Guard, was wearing a flying fish suit with a spring knife embroidered on his waist and hips.
Quickly walked into the palace.
Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but nodded secretly,
Jinyiwei was just established this year.
It seems to work pretty well,
Its predecessor, the Pro-Army Command Division,
Still too restricted by officialdom,
After Zhu Yuanzhang’s reforms,
Jin Yiwei has completely turned into a sword in the hands of the emperor!
Moreover, Mao Xiang had made many achievements in the Hu Weiyong case before.
Zhu Yuanzhang took him as the first commander of the Imperial Guard.
What he has accomplished so far makes Lao Zhu very satisfied.
Mao Xiang knelt on the ground on one knee, his face full of the residual expression of panic.
"Your Majesty! Something bad has happened!"
Zhu Yuanzhang frowned slightly.
"explain."
Mao Xiang hesitated in his words and said with a strange expression,
"His Majesty…
The Imperial Tomb at Zhongshan was dug up,
The coffin in which the emperor's grandson was buried was also rotten..."
Snap!
The imperial pen in Zhu Yuanzhang's hand fell to the ground.
Zhu Yuanzhang stood up unconsciously and shouted,
"What about my eldest grandson?!"
Mao Xiang lowered his head and said with a trembling voice,
"His Royal Highness is also missing..."
boom! ! ! !
Zhu Yuanzhang felt a rush of blood directly to the top of his head!
Zhu Xiongying was just buried during the day,
The imperial tomb was dug up at night? !
Is Zhu Xiongying’s body still missing? !
Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang became angry!
The last time, when I was so angry,
It was still at the end of the Yuan Dynasty when his parents were starved to death!
Murderous aura overflowed, like opening a floodgate to release water, beating every corner of the palace crazily!
Mao Xiang, whose hands were stained with blood, was sweating uncontrollably at this moment.
The emperor is angry!
Millions of corpses!
"Our eldest grandson is dead, and there are still people who won't let him live in peace?!
Check it out for us!
Whoever doesn’t make it easy for our grandson, we will make it difficult for him for generations to come! "
Mao Xiang immediately prostrated himself.
"yes!"
When I think of Zhu Xiongying’s body, I still don’t know where it is at this moment.
Zhu Yuanzhang's heart was as sharp as a knife,
"And! Get our grandson back!"
"yes!"
Mao Xiang accepted the order and turned to leave.
Suddenly he was stopped by Zhu Yuanzhang,
"etc!"
"His Majesty."
Zhu Yuanzhang asked with a thoughtful look in his eyes,
"How did the coffin become rotten?"
Mao Xiang was puzzled as to why His Majesty asked such a question, but he still answered,
"It seemed to be opened from the inside by a huge force,
However, Wei Chen thought this was impossible,
The copper coffin has been completely deformed, and it may be difficult for ordinary people to do it.
Wei Chen is still investigating why. "
Zhu Yuanzhang pressed his hand,
When anger reaches the extreme, there is extreme calmness.
"The mausoleum guards guarding the imperial mausoleum were arrested.
No one can contact you, let Jin Yiwei personally examine it. "
Mao Xiang's eyes flashed, and he had a half-understanding in his heart.
"Yes! Your Majesty!"
"Also, don't let others know about this matter.
You do it in secret!
As for hiring people, just make up any excuse. "
Mao Xiang became more and more puzzled, so he just thought that His Majesty was caring about the royal face.
I can only accept it,
"Yes! Your Majesty!"
"go a head."
Zhu Yuanzhang watched Mao Xiang leave,
The candlelight on the desk illuminated Zhu Yuanzhang's face flickeringly.
Zhu Yuanzhang murmured,
"It was opened from the inside..."
…………
next day
Zhongshan riverside
Zhu Xiongying opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were still dark.
suddenly,
Zhu Xiongying's ears moved and he heard the sound of someone approaching.
Zhu Xiongying subconsciously wanted to get up.
But I couldn't muster any strength all over my body.
Zhu Xiongying could only smile bitterly,
My power senses have been strengthened, but my physical strength is still that of an ordinary child.
This configuration is too different...
Zhu Xiongying could only let the man approach,
However, there is no fear in my heart,
What a joke, he is the eldest grandson of the Ming Emperor.
Who dares to touch him? !
Besides, even if you don’t know his identity,
No one would have trouble with a little blind man,
What's more, this is still in the territory of Yingtian Mansion.
Zhu Xiongying could clearly feel that,
The visitor's heartbeat is speeding up rapidly.
The man walked up to Zhu Xiongying and said in disbelief,
"Your Highness...Your Highness?!"
I have heard this voice!
As soon as the thought flashed, a clear picture appeared directly in my mind!
This person is the commander of the Imperial Guards of the Ming Dynasty.
Mao Xiang!
"Mao Xiang?"
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!
Wei Chen is here! "
Zhu Xiongying is still alive? ! ! ! !
Mao Xiang instantly fell to his knees, the horror in his heart was beyond words!
It was unimaginable to him that if there was news that Zhu Xiongying was still alive,
Send a message to Tianfu,
What a huge impact it will bring! ! !
"Take me to see grandpa."
Zhu Xiongying spoke calmly.
Mao Xiang was stunned and thought subconsciously,
How could His Highness be so calm? !
but,
Mao Xiang still agreed.
"Your Highness, I will take you back to the palace now!"
Mao Xiang stretched out his hand and turned over Zhu Xiongying's body, hugging Zhu Xiongying.
Looking into Zhu Xiongying’s eyes,
Mao Xiang's heart suddenly thumped and he lost his voice,
"Your Highness!
your eyes? ! ! ! ! ! "
