The sky and the earth are white, and the palace walls are red. The vegetation in the East Palace has turned into a plain with snow trees, the lake is three feet frozen, and the towers are full of winter colors.
The young prince in a big cloak and the Chi Rong in armor walked side by side on the stone arcade bridge. Originally, as a Chi Rong minister, walking side by side with the emperor was a crime of disrespect and desecration, but Zhu Gaojie gave special permission. Chi Rong respectfully declined, but Zhu Xiaosi was so happy to reunite with his old subordinates that he had no choice but to agree.
What is the crime of disrespecting and blaspheming the king? Just send it away.
It took the Han Dynasty four hundred years to establish the sacredness of the Emperor. Even if the Han Dynasty was destroyed and the last emperor of the Han Dynasty, Han Xian Emperor Liu Xie, was forced to cede his throne to Cao Pi, he would still be able to live a peaceful life, even if he was only demoted to Shanyang Gong. .
Until his death fourteen years after the Zen throne, Wei Emperor Cao Rui and the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty cried and offered sacrifices in person. He was buried in the Zen Mausoleum with the emperor's rites, and his posthumous title was Emperor Xiaoxian. At the time of the burial, the Wei emperor made the tin curtains of the Xian Dynasty and mourned, and appointed Liu Xie's direct grandson Liu Kang, the Marquis of Gui clan, as the Duke of Shanyang.
During the Han Dynasty, everyone still had a common consciousness: the emperor could be deposed, but he must be deposed decently. The emperor can be killed, but the world cannot know that the emperor was killed.
Therefore, even if the Han Dynasty perished, Emperor Wei still had to be respectful to the Han Emperor who was deposed by his own hands, treat himself as a minister, ensure that the Han Emperor's rear family could enjoy glory and wealth, and serve the Han Emperor's family well.
However, the Sima family set a precedent that no one expected: killing the emperor in the street.
Sima Yi usurped power and killed more than 5,000 Cao family members. After his son Sima Zhao inherited the power, he killed the emperor in the street.
The sacredness of the emperor that the Han Dynasty had accumulated for four hundred years was shattered on the spot by this incident. After this, the emperor was no longer sacred. Although he was still the emperor, he was no longer the emperor who was sacred and could not be insulted.
Interestingly, Sima Dewen, the last emperor of the Sima family of the Jin Dynasty who pioneered the killing of emperors in the street, was masked and strangled after Liu Yu usurped the throne.
Situ may not be the real Situ, but Sima must be the real Sima.
"Chirong, when you come to Beijing, I have found a position for you. You should first be the commander of the ten-level guard."
Zhu Gaojie put his hands behind his back, walked across the covered bridge, and said casually.
The Tenth Guards Command was first established in the Qin and Han Dynasties and was in charge of the crown prince's guard. It's just that in the Tang Dynasty, power was decentralized due to the emergence of Zhechong Mansion, and in the Jin Dynasty, their ranks were reduced again, and they were no longer as good as before.
It is really a bit shabby to let Chirong, a former admiral of the Beijing camp, serve as the commander of the ten guards.
However, Chi Rong did not hesitate and answered respectfully with his head lowered: "I am willing to listen to all the arrangements of the Crown Prince. Thank you for your kindness."
Zhu Gaojie waved his hand: "If you incorporate the Songlu Guard soldiers into leading the army, how can there be a guard with tens of thousands of people? It can only be said that they are incorporated into the army."
Chirong was stunned for a moment, and the elder said harshly and sincerely: "Your Highness, this is probably even more inappropriate, isn't it?"
How can there be tens of thousands of people leading the army?
The army he leads is the prince's private army and only listens to the prince's orders. The reason why Shi Lingwei has been reduced in power is precisely because the emperor does not allow the prince to have too many private troops.
Compared with a guard station with tens of thousands of people, it is obviously more nonsense to have a government army with tens of thousands of people.
Zhu Gaojie shook his head: "Sure enough, you haven't changed at all. As long as I use a little hint, you, a smart guy, won't be able to guess it."
Incorporating the Songlu Guards into the leadership mansion would allow these tens of thousands of elites to directly enter the imperial city, both theoretically and practically.
This move cannot be hidden from everyone, but Zhu Gaojie is actually telling everyone clearly that although the emperor is no longer the emperor, with me as his successor, you should not have any bad intentions. Even if the emperor dies suddenly, I can lead the army to take control of the capital immediately.
However, Chirong didn't understand it at all and only thought of the most superficial meaning...
This idiot has been able to serve as the admiral of the Three Thousand Battalion for so many years without being tricked to death. This is simply because the old man cherishes his talent.
Zhu Gaojie patted Chi Rong on the shoulder and said earnestly: "If you were only in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, you would be a Xu Chu at least."
Chirong was overjoyed: "Your Highness, you are so complimentary. How can I have the courage of Xu Chu, the tiger lord?"
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"Zhu Xiaosi, I advise you not to compare this idiot to my Xu Chu."
Cao Cao said with an unkind expression, "Although my Xu Chu is also a fool, he is not as foolish as Chi Rong."
Xu Chu was a general under his command, and his official position was "Captain of Boss Cao's Security Brigade". His predecessor was Dian Wei who died in "Cao Meng Dewan City Killed Three Sages with One Shot". Xu Chu gave him the title of Tiger Hou, with a majestic appearance and extraordinary courage. Perhaps his courage was so extraordinary that he lost his brain and was a bit dull in terms of human relations and sophistication.
Chirong and Xu Chu are surprisingly similar. They both have full combat power and negative emotional intelligence.
Zhu Gaojie said slowly: "Yes, your Xu Chu is a tiger, and our Chi Rong is a tiger. They are indeed different."
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"Daddy!"
While Zhu Gaojie and Chi Rong were talking, a little girl as big as a pea trotted over.
This little girl is very delicate and energetic, and her babbling sounds are so cute. She is none other than Zhu Gaojie's eldest daughter, Zhu Yingjing.
Following Yingjing was a little boy of about the same age. Compared to his sister, this boy was much more reserved, and he looked calm. This boy was Zhu Gaojie's eldest son, Zhu Zhanji, whose nickname was "Liang." country".
"Father, Uncle Chirong."
The two countries said slightly apologetically, "I have caused trouble to you two. I will leave with my sister."
This is really weird. A child who is no more than knee-high can actually act in such an aura. This mature behavior and speech are not at all what he should be at this age.
Chirong asked doubtfully: "The emperor's grandson still remembers me?"
The two countries nodded and said: "In the winter of the fourteenth year of Yongle, I met Uncle Chirong once at Prince Qi's Mansion in Nanjing, and I remembered it in my heart."
Chirong's brain was running out: "In the winter of the fourteenth year of Yongle...the emperor's grandson should not have been one year old at that time."
What kind of monster is this!
The prince is already a monster, and he has given birth to a monster son. This Prince Qi's Mansion is really full of monsters. When the Master from Longhu Mountain comes, he has to turn around and run back!
Isn’t there a normal person in your family?
Chirong glanced at the two countries, and then thought about when he was two years old...
When he was two years old, he was picking up dung behind the cattle and sheep in the grassland.
Zhu Gaojie waved to the two countries: "Well, you can go down with Yingjing. I have something to discuss with your Uncle Chirong."
The two countries bowed slightly, but the immature child's standard etiquette made people laugh.
He walked to his sister and persuaded her, "Sister, let's go first."
The little girl shook her head like a rattle and grabbed the corner of Zhu Gaojie's fox fur cloak. Tears were brewing in her big beautiful eyes: "No, it's been a long time since Daddy came back. I want to play with Daddy!"
"Sister, don't disturb father."
"What a big deal." Zhu Gaojie touched the girl's head lovingly and said gently, "Jing'er, be obedient. Daddy will go and play with you later."
Yingjing always trusted her father's words and jumped up with joy: "Okay, daddy is the best!"
The little boy reluctantly pulled the little girl away. Zhu Gaojie watched his children leave with a smile.
Chi Rong couldn't help but admired: "Your Highness is really blessed. The little princess is cute and cute, and the little emperor is calm and sensible. They will all become great and blessed people in the future. I would like to express my congratulations to Your Highness in advance."
He just has low emotional intelligence and doesn't understand the ins and outs of officialdom. He's not really stupid. He can always say a few nice things.
Besides, what he said was true.
The smile on Zhu Gaojie's face gradually faded and he said, "Do you know why I transferred you to Beijing?"
Chirong shook his head: "I am ignorant, please give me some advice from the prince."
Zhu Gaojie's voice was cold: "I suspect that someone is planning to take action against the East Palace."
He had already mobilized the old man's shadow attendants and the Twelve Guards to block the news that the emperor had been unconscious for a month, but somehow the news still got out.
Shen Qingyu from Jinyiwei wrote a letter. Someone in the south already knew about this, but they couldn't find the source.
Chirong frowned slightly: "This is the imperial palace. There are three large battalions of guards outside the city of Beijing, and there are twelve guards in the city of Beijing. Is this unlikely?"
Zhu Gaojie sighed: "I have always believed in a saying that the strongest fortress is often breached from the inside."
Being able to find out the top secret of the emperor's fainting under the blockade of the Shadow Attendant and the Twelve Guards shows how knowledgeable the people behind the scenes are. Even the always keen Shen Qingyu couldn't find out the person behind the scenes, which shows that this person's influence in the south is intertwined and he is definitely not a thing in the pool.
If the opponent wants to play some dirty tricks, then going to the Twelve Guards will be more like a breakthrough. The opponent can even find top secrets of this level, so it is difficult to ensure that there is no one from the opponent among the twelve guards.
Zhu Gaojie stayed in Wenhua Hall all year round, and the other party was not sure how many of his hidden hands were around Wenhua Hall. And with Zhu Di surrounded by the most elite shadow warriors, it is obvious that it is unrealistic to break through this line of defense.
In the East Palace, Cheng Cheng could find the only flaw.
At this critical moment, no matter how tight the defense of the palace is, there will inevitably be some flaws. Once these flaws are caught by the other party, the consequences will be disastrous.
Zhu Gaojie was obviously not the kind of person to sit back and wait for death. He directly transferred Songlu Wei to Beijing. First, it is to prevent the old man from having any accidents, so that he can control the capital at any time. Secondly, with an elite team of his own staying in the Imperial City, he felt much more at ease in the Wenhua Palace.
Chirong fisted his chest and said seriously: "Your Highness, please rest assured, I will risk my life to protect you, but..."
"Just what?"
"I'm just a foreign minister. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to stay in the East Palace..."
Zhu Gaojiu said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about this. During this period, the Crown Princess will move to the British Palace. The British Palace has closed its doors for the past six months and has been recruiting close guards from the southwest veterans of the year."
"And my son and daughter will move to the garden in Xiangshan. What you have to do is to guard Xiangshan. This is not a embarrassment to you, right?"
Chirong breathed a sigh of relief: "The prince is still thoughtful."
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Chirong left first, and Zhu Gaojie walked across the covered bridge to the backyard.
Zhang Yingzhen is still wearing the long glazed dress with wide sleeves. She is playing with a pair of children in the courtyard. To be precise, she is just playing with the little girl. The two countries are browsing the bamboo leaves that have been emptied from nowhere in front of the stone table. roll.
It was a warm afternoon, the sun melted the cold snowdrifts, and Zhu Gaojie was finally able to take time to spend some time with his family.
"Daddy~"
When the little girl saw Zhu Gaojie coming, she was so happy that she ran over and threw herself into her father's arms.
Zhang Yingzhen reminded gently: "Slow down, slow down, don't fall."
His Royal Highness the Prince doted on his daughter's little head and gently said: "Jing'er, during the days when dad was away, did you listen to my mother-in-law?"
The little girl nodded seriously and said babblingly: "Jing'er is obedient. Dad asked grandma, and grandma said that Jing'er is very sensible!"
Zhu Gaojie chuckled and said: "Our Jing'er is sensible. I listened to my mother-in-law and you are right. Come on, Jing'er tells daddy if there is anything you want. You can fly in the sky, run on the ground, swim in the water, As long as Jing'er says something, Daddy will help you."
Jing'er's eyes flashed like bright pearls and jade, and she said in surprise: "Really? Jing'er wants to build a snowman with her father and grandma!"
"Okay, let's build a snowman according to Jing'er."
Zhu Gaojie nodded, "It's just that when I came here, I saw that the snow in the backyard had been swept away, but there was no snow on the lawn in the front yard. Jing'er and Aniang went to the front yard to wait for Daddy. Daddy still has I have two things to say to my brother."
Jing'er pouted: "Daddy always makes Jing'er wait."
Zhu Gaojie sighed: "It's all dad's fault."
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After the Crown Princess left with the little girl, Zhu Gaojie wore a big cloak and sat next to Liguo in front of the stone table.
He glanced at the bamboo scroll and asked, "What book are you reading?"
Perhaps because they were too intoxicated with the bamboo scroll, the two countries were not aware of the changes around them. They were startled by the voice and quickly stood up and said: "Returning to daddy, what I am reading is "Sutras and Laws: Death Theory". It is the only copy handed down from the Han Dynasty."
Zhu Gaojie nodded slightly: "I have also read the scriptures and the theory of death."
It is really difficult for a two-year-old child to read the obscure records in the Sutra. But the two countries have always been interested in this. He who can read a thousand words at the age of three is already a genius. Not only can he know a thousand words at the age of two, he is even studying the ancient antique "Jing Dharma".
Guangguo touched his little head and said: "This unique copy of "Jingfa" is indeed his father's. My son accidentally saw this book mixed in among the debris moved from Nanjing, so he picked it up casually. Come out."
Zhu Gaojie asked casually: "Where did you see it? Let me read it to my father."
The two countries nodded obediently and said: "To win, you must be quiet, and your actions must be correct."
Zhu Gaojie repeated in a murmur, with a hint of fatigue in the corners of his eyes: "To win, you must be still, and your actions must be correct."
The person who really wants to win has no smile on his face.
The long-term struggle has exhausted him. Along the way, he may have lost enemies who laughed and scolded, friends who were sincere, enemies who gritted their teeth, teachers who loved and respected him, his own youth, his own vitality, and his newborn tiger. Vigor and sincerity.
When victory came, all the fatigue was released at that moment. He just wanted to sit on the stone bench and close his eyes for a while.
To win, you must be quiet.
(End of chapter)
