Peking City.
After receiving the news that Chen Di died in Jinan Mansion, Zhu Di's face became extremely ugly.
It's not that he and Chen Di have a deep relationship. The two of them spend only a handful of time together, so it's really difficult to establish any relationship.
But Zhu Di felt that after all, Chen Di was the Zuo Changshi of Prince Yan's Palace he had just appointed, but he died in less than a month. This made him couldn't help but think that it was quite unlucky for something like this to happen when the army was about to start, and it cast a shadow over his originally confident self.
Tie Xuan's fierce behavior suddenly shocked Zhu Di. He seemed to have underestimated everyone in the world. There is one Tie Xuan opposing him now, and maybe more Tie Xuan will appear tomorrow.
Zhu Di, who was still frightened, immediately ordered to speed up the preparation of troops, horses and food. He wanted to raise troops as soon as possible!
...
On the other side, Tie Li met a naval warship on the sea that was preparing to return to Beijing, just as Tie Xuan expected. After revealing his identity, the navy did not embarrass him and took him to the capital.
Tie Li came to the entrance of the academy, took a deep breath and stepped forward.
"Stop, the academy is an important place, no idlers are allowed in!"
Tie Li bowed his hands with a smile on his face: "This brother, I'm here to deliver a letter to Mr. Jin."
"Mr. Jin's letter?" The doorman stared at Tieli doubtfully, trying to tell whether it was true or not from his face.
"Yes."
But the handyman still shook his head: "Mr. Jin doesn't even have a family, how could anyone send a letter?"
"It's a letter from an old friend of Mr. Jin." Tie Li replied quickly, then took a step closer, took out a few banknotes, and quietly stuffed them into the hands of the handyman.
The handyman squinted his eyes and looked at it, and his heart was pounding for five seconds!
"Please help me, brother." Tie Li said with a smile.
The handyman hesitated for a moment, thinking that just by sending a letter, it would be great to be able to get five strings for free. Moreover, Mr. Jin happened to be in the academy today. He went back and forth and ran as fast as he could without even taking a meal.
He made up his mind in an instant, "Okay, give me the letter. Mr. Jin happens to be in the academy, and I will send it to you immediately."
"Thank you, brother." Tieli quickly handed the letter to the handyman.
The handyman ran all the way to Mr. Jin's study and gently knocked on the door with his fingers.
"What's the matter?" Mr. Jin's old voice came from inside.
The handyman took a deep breath to calm down his rapid breathing, and then quickly replied: "Mr. Jin, there is a letter from someone claiming to be your old friend."
Mr. Jin was a little confused. His old friend died of old age, and now there are not many left. There are even fewer people who can think of writing to him.
After thinking for a moment, Mr. Jin put down the book in his hand, stood up and opened the door.
"Mr. Jin, please." The handyman quickly handed over the letter.
"Tie Xuan?" Mr. Jin asked in confusion.
The handyman felt nervous and asked quickly: "Don't you recognize Mr. Jin?"
If he didn't know this, then the consequences of his hastily sending the message would be serious.
"Ah? No! I know him, but I didn't expect him to write to me."
"Huh!" The handyman breathed a sigh of relief and quickly handed over the letter: "Sir, please take a look."
Mr. Jin picked up the letter and tore it open. After just one glance, his expression suddenly changed. He closed the letter suddenly and asked the servant sternly: "Where is the person who sent the letter?"
The handyman didn't know what was going on, so he subconsciously pointed in the direction of the academy gate: "Waiting outside the academy gate."
"Go, bring him to me quickly!"
"Yes, sir, please wait a moment!" The handyman quickly turned around and ran all the way to the entrance of the academy.
Seeing that Tie Li was still there, the handyman breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed Tie Li's arm, breathing heavily: "Quick, come with us to see Mr. Jin."
With a strong force of iron, his originally tense arms softened immediately, and he followed the handyman to the door of the study.
At the signal of the handyman, Tieli walked into the study.
Mr. Jin raised his eyes, glanced at it, and asked in a deep voice: "Did you send this letter?"
"Yes." Tie Li lowered his head and answered obediently.
"Who are you Tie Hyun?"
"The master is the younger cousin's uncle."
Mr. Jin nodded slightly. For such an important matter, of course, you can rest assured only when it is delivered by someone close to you and someone you trust.
"Do you know what's in this letter?"
Tieli shook his head vigorously, "The master didn't say anything, and the younger one didn't ask either."
Mr. Jin nodded and called out the door: "Here comes someone."
"Mr. Jin, please give me your instructions." The handyman came in quickly and bowed.
Then Mr. Jin said to Tieli: "The matter is somewhat important, I'm afraid you need to stay in the capital for a longer time. These days, you can live in the academy."
"Go, find him an empty dormitory and let him stay."
"Yes, sir."
With that said, he motioned for Tieli to follow him out.
After walking out of the door, the handyman said to Tieli with an envious look on his face: "You are so lucky to be left in the academy by Mr. Jin."
"Ah? What's the benefit of this?" Tie Li didn't understand. He guessed that Mr. Jin might have kept him in the academy because he had nowhere to go in the capital.
The handyman raised his head with a proud look on his face and said, "You are really ignorant. Our academy is the first academy of the Ming Dynasty. Every time I pass the imperial examination, I don't know if I want to get more Jinshi masters. People say that our academy has cultural background. I don't know how many people there are. If you want to come in and enjoy the culture, even staying for one night is a dream for many people.”
"Huh? This...I really don't know..."
Mr. Jin looked at the letter placed on the desk. He had already carefully read the contents of the letter while the handyman was leaving.
But before watching it, he didn't expect it to be such a tricky thing. The King of Yan is plotting a rebellion. I am afraid that even Tie Xuan himself is not sure whether it is true or false, let alone this letter?
But what if this is true?
After much hesitation, Mr. Jin decided to throw this trouble away.
He got on the carriage and left the academy and went straight to the Duke of Zhen.
...
Han Du happened to be staying at home today and did not go out.
Suddenly seeing Uncle Wu walking in with Mr. Jin, Han Du quickly stepped forward to greet him.
"Mr. Jin? What brought you here?"
Han Du thinks he still understands Mr. Jin's character. He had been coming to the academy for so many years, and Han Du felt that this was the first time he took the initiative to come to the house to find him.
Mr. Jin quickly bowed down: "Greetings to the Duke of Zhenguo, and meeting to Her Royal Highness the Princess!"
Han Du quickly helped him up: "What are you doing? Do we still need to be like this?"
Mr. Jin smiled faintly, and then said: "Master, can you take a step to speak?"
Han Du glanced at him in surprise, then looked back at An Qing.
There are only two people here, himself and An Qing, but Mr. Jin still refuses to speak directly? What is so important?
An Qing stood up with a smile and gently put his hands on Han Du's shoulders: "Just right, my mother's body is not good, I'll go over and take a look."
Han Du gently patted the back of her hand a few times and said, "Take care of mother for me."
After Anqing took away all the maids in the inner courtyard, Han Du still smiled and asked in confusion: "What happened? So solemn?"
Mr. Jin took out the letter from his arms and pushed it in front of Han Du.
"This is a letter sent by Tie Xuan, a political strategist in Shandong."
"I once had a relationship with Tie Xuan, but I didn't expect that he would send me such a letter in the end."
Seeing Mr. Jin's solemn words, Han Du asked curiously: "Oh? Since it is given to you, can I read it?"
Looking at the letter in front of him, Han Du did not reach out rashly.
Mr. Jin stared into Han Du's eyes and said meaningfully: "It seems to me that this letter should be for you. However, maybe he was afraid that it would not be delivered to you, so he sent it to me instead."
So strange?
Han Du couldn't help but take another look at Mr. Jin. Since he said so, Han Du had nothing to be polite about and just took out the letter and opened it.
After just one glance, Han Du's eyes widened instantly, and he couldn't help but stand up in shock.
Then his eyes quickly scanned line by line, and Han Du's face became more solemn as he looked at it.
Mr. Jin saw it and said softly in confusion: "Is what is said here true?"
Han Du glanced at Mr. Jin, and then smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid... we are inseparable!"
hiss!
Mr. Jin's pupils dilated in shock. He never thought that such earth-shattering news could be true.
If these words had not come from Han Du's mouth, he would not have believed it at all.
Han Du glanced at Mr. Jin and sighed: "This matter... please keep it secret for now!"
"Don't worry, I!" Mr. Jin nodded quickly: "I am just a messenger. Since the letter has been delivered now, it has nothing to do with me."
"Then, thank you so much, Han Du!"
Han Du bowed his hands and sent someone to quietly send Mr. Jin out of the house.
"Come here, prepare the sedan chair. I want to see the emperor."
...
Han Du met Zhu Biao in Qianqing Palace.
Zhu Biao looked tired, and the moment he saw Han Du, he cheered up.
Han Du was keenly aware of Zhu Biao's lack of energy and said with concern: "Your Majesty, you should not work too hard and pay more attention to your cultivation."
Of course Zhu Biao knew about his own body. He also wanted to cultivate himself, but there was nothing he could do about it.
He casually waved his hand and dismissed the topic.
He smiled and asked: "You want to see me in such a hurry, what happened?"
Han Du sighed: "Take out the letter and hand it to Wang Yue."
At the emperor's signal, Wang Yue came down and took the letter.
After Zhu Biao finished reading the letter, his heart suddenly sank.
After a pause, he asked in a solemn tone: "Is the fourth child really going to rebel? Is the news reliable?"
Han Du shook his head slightly: "I have also heard about Tie Xuan. The late emperor once praised him for his selflessness many times. I don't think he would take such a big thing as a joke."
"Furthermore, even if the news about King Yan cannot be confirmed, one thing can be confirmed, that is, Chen Di and others are indeed targeting Shandong Dusi. Since there are really people who want to take down Shandong Dusi without a fight, Then I’m afraid other capitals will also be in danger.”
"If Shaanxi, Shanxi, Henan, Shandong, and the capital of Peking all fall into the hands of King Yan. Then what difference does it make if he rebels or not?"
