There are countless storytellers and drummers in teahouses and restaurants in the capital, and there are even more eloquent ones. But when it comes to war themes, no one can compare with Chang Yu, because several battles outside the city were all done by him.
It was not only Emperor Chongzhen who loved to listen to stories, but also Chang Yu’s biggest fan, Prince Zhu Cixiang. No one loved hearing stories told by Chang Yu more than him. If he was said to be the second in the imperial city, no one would dare to say that he was the first!
Chang Yu met him hurriedly and said, "How big is the victory?" How? What was the process like? Zhu Cixiang's young mind is extremely curious. The deep palace and high walls are boring and boring. Only when he is with Chang Yu can he hear many exciting and exciting things.
Zhu Cixiang, who was overwhelmed with excitement, returned to Duanben Palace and called out the eunuchs and maids, asking him to prepare wine and food to entertain Chang Yu. Seeing his excitement, the chamberlains all agreed: "Eunuch Chang is very powerful, and he is invincible in all battles. , Your Highness will tell you how many Tatars Eunuch Chang killed this time..."
"Anyway, there are a lot of them!" Zhu Cixiang also knew something unknown, but when asked by the chamberlains, he was thirsty for knowledge and wanted to go to Qianqing Palace, but his reason told him that this was absolutely impossible! So he followed the eunuchs in the palace to wait outside Qianqing's gate.
After waiting for Chang Yu to come out of the palace, Zhu Cixiang finally couldn't sit still anymore and ran to Qianqing Gate himself. Chunxiang saw him from a distance and trotted over: "Your Highness, the Emperor has ordered that you are not allowed to come near unless summoned..."
"I know." Zhu Cihong was also very friendly to Chunxiang because of his good relationship with Chang Yu: "I just came to take a look. By the way, Chunxiang, do you know what kind of victory it is?"
Chunxiang shook his head: "I really don't know!" Zhu Cixiang rolled his eyes: "You are a dignified Dongchang...that's all, if you really knew, you wouldn't hide it from me." He sighed and said with joy. : "But I guess this is an unprecedented victory, otherwise Chang Yu would not have returned to the palace late at night!"
"The little one thinks so too, maybe he can catch a big fish." Chunxiang agreed, and Zhu Cixiang opened his eyes: "Big fish, big fish, could it be...then, if that's really the case..."
Seeing how excited he was suddenly, Chunxiang was startled: "Your Highness, I'm just guessing..." As he was speaking, he saw several eunuchs hurriedly walking out of Qianqing Palace. Zhu Cihong winked at Chunxiang, and then Turning his back, Chunxiang understood and raised his hand to call the eunuchs to come over and talk.
The eunuchs in the inner palace are also divided into three, six or nine grades. Those who serve the emperor are all very good at it, but no matter how bad they are, if they meet someone like Chunxiang, they will have to come over to say hello.
"Hello, Eunuch Chunxiang." Several eunuchs ran over to give Chunxiang a gift, and Chunxiang returned the gift: "What are you doing out here so late?"
Several eunuchs looked at each other, then approached Chunxiang, said a few words, bowed and left in a hurry. Chunxiang trembled and stood there with clenched fists. Seeing the eunuchs leaving, Zhu Cihong hurriedly came over and asked. Said: "Why are they going?"
"Your Highness" Chunxiang looked at him blankly: "The little mouth seems to have been opened!"
"I'm asking you something, you're talking nonsense..." Zhu Cixiang couldn't bear it anymore and suddenly covered his mouth. He was dumbfounded and took a few steps back: "You can't really catch a big fish, can you!" His voice was low. Very low, but heavy and shaking!
"The British Prince Azig of the Tartars!" Chunxiang gritted his teeth and tried to keep his tone calm!
Depend on! Zhu Cixiang, the majestic Ming Dynasty prince, actually uttered a curse word that he learned from a young eunuch, and then ran towards Duanben Palace. Suddenly, Chunxiang was frightened by such a sound, and several princes on duty not far away were also shocked. Look from here.
This little brat was too angry. Chunxiang took a few deep breaths and walked towards Qianqing Gate, shouting from time to time, "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
After all, Zhu Cixiang did not wait for Chang Yu to have a candle-lit night talk with him. After midnight, Emperor Chongzhen drove out of the palace to the front hall and summoned his first assistant Li Banghua, second assistant Wu Zong, Prince Consort Gong Yonggu, Minister of War, Shi Kefa, and Governor of Jingying. Wang Jiayan entered the palace to discuss matters.
Being summoned to the palace late at night is no small matter. Although well-informed people have learned about it late at night, they are all guessing that something extremely important must have happened. Although I don’t know the details, it must be related to the Tatars outside the city. Could it be Lost the war? Some people are worried that someone is gloating about someone else's misfortune!
Just after Yin Shi, the sky was slightly bright. Chang Yu, who had stayed up all night and had red eyes, walked out of the imperial city outside the Donghua Gate. He looked up at the eastern sky, which was all red.
People had already gotten up early to work on the streets outside the imperial city. Chang Yu straightened his clothes and strode towards the east alley. The crowd around him was about to follow but he waved to stop him. Du Chunxiang followed closely: "Brother , go back to the Yamen and sleep for a while?"
Chang Yu smiled bitterly: "Brother, I was born to have a hard time running around. The war ahead is so urgent that I don't have time to sleep." He pointed to the breakfast stall at the entrance of the alley not far away: "Let's go, finish drinking the soy milk!"
"We don't eat or drink the good food in the palace, but we go to every corner to find fresh food." Chunxiang muttered and Chang Yu found a large stool next to the aisle stall and sat down. The people around them could see the two of them. The man who was dressed in the palace nodded, smiled, and moved to one side.
"Everything in the palace is good, but it may not be the most palatable." Chang Yu looked at the bowl of bean juice in front of him, then looked up at the majestic imperial city not far away: "Sometimes I would rather be a commoner. Never step into the imperial city again."
"Brother, is it the emperor... or the poor people in the court who are putting pressure on you?" Chunxiang was very concerned. He could see that Chang Yu was in a bad state of mind today.
Chang Yu shook his head and said nothing, picked up the bean juice and began to eat and drink. I don't know when he started to feel like he was in another world every time he came out from the meeting, and he felt relieved every time.
Meeting the Holy Spirit is already a very tiring thing for him.
Being with Emperor Chongzhen is no longer as simple as accompanying him like a tiger. It's not that the emperor is too powerful and puts too much pressure on him, but that he is really not used to the atmosphere of mutual suspicion. According to historical data, Emperor Chongzhen's suspicion is not groundless, even if Chang Yu confided in his heart but was still being probed by all kinds of temptations. He was really walking on thin ice. He couldn't say a word well, and even a tone or expression might make the emperor suspicious. How is this different from the intrigues in the court!
You must know that Chang Yu has always tried his best to avoid confrontation with courtiers, because it is too dirty and a waste of time and energy. Rather than bothering to fight with them, it is better to do something practical.
However, what he didn't expect was that the face-to-face meeting would become a tiring task without him realizing it. Perhaps which emperor was not suspicious? Not to mention his courtiers, even his wife and children were as wary of thieves as ever. Throughout the dynasties, ancient and modern times, there were countless examples of fathers, sons, and brothers fighting against each other. Lift!
"Intrigues and intrigues are far less enjoyable than the battlefield!" Chang Yu put down the bowl after drinking the bean juice and said calmly. Chunxiang was startled: "Brother, what are you talking about? Do you want to go back now?"
"Stay for a while, at least I want to see what Azige is!" Chang Yu chuckled and threw the broken silver to the hawker. The hawker waved his hands repeatedly: "I don't dare, I don't dare, my father-in-law will just eat it."
"Take it, Dongchang is not short of money, and it is not a bully!" Chang Yu smiled slightly. The hawker and the surrounding people were startled, and then there was fear on their faces. Damn it, I didn't expect it. These two eunuchs turned out to be from Dongchang.
But I quickly recalled that Dongchang used to be cruel and inhumane, but recently I haven’t heard of them doing anything unscrupulous. Instead, they are arresting traitors and investigating corruption every day in the city, and their chief eunuch is from the Ming Dynasty. Hero, lead the troops to suppress the bandits and kill the Tatars, and you will win every battle! At this time, they were chasing the Tatars outside the city.
Thinking of this, he lost all fear, and the bolder ones even said: "Dare to ask the two father-in-laws about something, how is the war outside?"
Just when Chunxiang was about to speak, Chang Yu pulled him and smiled at the neighbor: "I'm afraid good things are coming soon!"
Good things are coming? When everyone was confused, he left and shouted again: "Father, are these words reliable?"
"Absolutely reliable" Chang Yu didn't look back, waved his hand, and walked south along the city wall.
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