Zhu Yasuo and a palace maid were concentrating on serving porridge to the refugees in the porridge shed. After discovering Chang Yu, she began to be absent-minded. When she saw him walking towards her again, she couldn't help but bump into each other, her cheeks turned red, and she was a little overwhelmed. This feeling Indeed it has never been the case.
"Your Highness, please take a step to speak." Chang Yu walked into the porridge shed and walked to Zhu Yuluo's side and whispered. The noodles with Princess Kunxing's clear soup in front of him were very beautiful. His brows were slightly shy and he looked around to escape Chang Yu's eyes. He was a child who was caught doing bad things, but he felt a little bit of excitement that could not be concealed.
Zhu Ayao walked out of the porridge shed without saying a word and followed Chang Yu. As for the Chongwen Gate, there were people coming and going, but who knew that the two people in the corner were Princess Kunxing of the Ming Dynasty and the young governor of Dongchang.
"The Qing army is besieging the city. There are countless refugees in the city, including spies from Tatars and thieves. How can a princess in such a dangerous place be such a child's play?" Chang Yu whispered, not daring to be too harsh in his tone.
"Aren't there people from Dongchang secretly protecting you? What trouble could possibly happen?" Zhu Ya'ao lowered her head and played with two fingers. She saw blood stains on Chang Yu's clothes and looked up in surprise: "You went out to kill the enemy, but you were injured?"
Chang Yu hummed, "You're not hurt. Your Highness, please return to the palace quickly. If the Emperor finds out that not only Dongchang is carrying you around, I'm afraid His Highness will also be punished."
Zhu Ainao gritted her teeth and said: "I want to do my part when the country is in crisis. You are a minister, but you have to lead troops to defend against the enemy, and even lead the soldiers out of the city to kill the enemy. I am the princess of the Ming Dynasty. How can I be more public than private..."
"If Your Highness wants to make a contribution, he only needs to donate a porridge shed, so why go out of the palace and take risks?" Chang Yu interrupted him: "Although every man is responsible for the national crisis, the men of the Ming Dynasty have not yet died, and there is no need for women... …”
These words annoyed Princess Kunxing: "I thought you had a different vision, how could you be as short-sighted as those sour scholars? What's wrong with a woman's family, Hua Mulan..." Zhu Ayao interrupted Chang Yu with a glare, and kept chattering.
How could Chang Yu quarrel with him here? He said hurriedly: "Your Highness, I am just about to return to the palace. I will take you back by the way." After saying that, he led Zhu Ainao and left: "I'm afraid your Highness has never heard a sentence, war makes women Go away, you have lived in the palace for a long time, you don’t know the cruelty of war..."
Zhu Yuluo was very unhappy when he interrupted her earlier. She was about to play a little trick, but her little hand was suddenly held. Her heart beat faster and her face turned pink. Chang Yu was about the same age as him, handsome and good-looking, with both civil and military skills. Chongzhen, who was famous for his almighty battle and good at fighting, and the favor of Queen Zhou, Princess Kunxing became more and more fond of him, and even fell in love with him. At this time, she was holding the hand of the boy. Even if she knew that he was a eunuch, how could she not fight like a deer?
Chang Yu did it intentionally. He had an innate love for Princess Kunxing. Maybe he was too pitiful for the Ming Princess in his previous life. Now that he is in the same world, he vowed to protect her and wants to get closer to her more and more. .
It seems natural, but in fact, it is intentional. However, the princess is a rich person, and even the eunuchs in the palace cannot have physical contact with her, so Chang Yu holds hands and leaves. Not to mention Kun Xing is surprised. The palace maid behind him is the old man of Dongchang. Er Chunxiang, a group of fans, Chen Suole and other personal guards were all dumbfounded.
"Whoever dares to talk nonsense will be killed without mercy," Chunxiang said sternly to the fans around him, and everyone nodded.
Holding the catkins in his hand, the little eunuch looked carefree. He had met countless women in his previous life, but after time travel, he had never touched any woman except Zhu Zhi'e from Prince Jin's Palace. After all, he was neither a saint nor an outsider. He also had seven emotions and six desires, as well as love and hate. Love and hatred, not to mention the woman he is holding on to at this moment.
He was so happy with himself that Zhu Yuyao was almost embarrassed to death. At first, her heart was beating so hard that she was a little happy, a little shy and even more at a loss.
However, although there are not as many people in the inner city as in the outer city, in broad daylight, a young man holding a girl's hand is still very eye-catching in this era. Under the glare of many people, how could Zhu Ailao, who grew up in the palace, resist? , face flushed, wanting to pull out his hand but didn't want to.
Fortunately, when they arrived near Daming Gate, Chang Yu let go of her hand, called Chunxiang and said, "Send the princess into the imperial city through Donghua Gate."
"Eunuch Chang, what's going on outside the city?" Zhu Auao was too scared to say anything because of the deer he made along the way. Only then did she find an opportunity. Sure enough, she was still worried about state affairs.
"I should try my best to kill the enemy, and it should not delay His Highness's marriage." Chang Yu smiled faintly, turned around and walked towards the Qianbu Corridor. Who could know the bitter smile in his smile.
Zhu Yasuo was stunned there, thinking about the wedding silently, slowly clenching her fists, and looking at Chang Yu's back without moving for a long time.
"Your Highness, let's go back to the palace," Chun Xin asked softly from the side, thinking to herself, my eldest brother wouldn't have seduced the princess too.
The battle was about to begin, but he was distracted. Chang Yu scratched his head and smiled bitterly in front of Chengtian Gate, straightened his clothes and entered the palace to face the saint.
In the evening, on the top of the Long Live Mountain in the imperial city, Emperor Chongzhen looked towards the due north with his hands behind his back and a solemn expression. The mountain is more than 40 meters high and is the highest point in the capital. The view is excellent. It can be seen clearly for dozens of miles, and the Qing army camp in the north of the city is vaguely visible.
It is extremely humiliating for a majestic emperor to be invaded by foreigners and invade the city several times. The anger in Emperor Chongzhen's heart can be imagined, but he had no choice but to grit his teeth and endure it. The veins on the hand holding the fence swelled. Wang Chengen left behind him. He glanced at him and said softly: "Your Majesty, it's very windy on the mountain and it's easy to get cold. Go back to the palace."
"I'm not that weak!" Chongzhen shouted angrily. He was so angry that he needed to vent. Wang Chenen quickly bowed and backed away: "I deserve to make the emperor angry," Emperor Chongzhen snorted coldly.
There were footsteps behind him, and a eunuch came quickly: "Your Majesty, Eunuch Chang wants to see you."
Chongzhen turned his head hurriedly: "Where he is, wait for him to come over quickly." At this time, or throughout the whole day, no one could make him feel more at ease than Chang Yu.
Chang Yu was at the bottom of the mountain. After being summoned, he hurried up the mountain. With good physical strength, he rushed to the top of the mountain and only took a breath. He straightened his clothes and said, "My lord, I want to bow to the emperor."
Emperor Chongzhen walked forward quickly: "I heard that you went out of the city to kill the enemy again..." He glanced at the blood stains on Chang Yu's clothes and asked with concern: "Have you been injured?"
"Your Majesty, I'm worried about you, but this is just the blood of the Tatars." Chang Yu smiled lightly: "I did go out of the city to fight just now, and I stabbed Dorgon unprepared to save the Emperor."
Emperor Chongzhen smiled bitterly: "A small fight will eventually lead to nothing. What I want is not to vent my anger but to hit the Tatars in a real way. Can you give me an accurate answer? How many days will it take for the enemy to retreat?"
"If the emperor wants to retreat from the enemy, the ministers within three days will ensure that the Tatar soldiers feel bored and leave. If the emperor wants to defeat the enemy and break through the Tatars, it will take ten days to let Dorgon run away with his head in his arms. Which one do you choose, emperor?" Chang Yu said seriously. .
