"Hey, hey, hey..." The craftsmen were carrying stone rollers for tamping when they suddenly saw a group of people rushing in, all holding knives in their hands. They were all stunned.
In this era, the only people who could hold swords were officials, sergeants, and bandits.
But, this is the emperor's feet.
A group of people quickly put down their work and gathered together to kneel and kowtow.
"You guys keep busy, don't be nervous." Zhu Qiyu smiled gently and said to Baihu, "Just wait outside, don't scare them."
"Master Huang, this..."
"Is there any danger here?" Zhu Qiyu sneered and said lightly, "Go and wait outside."
"Yes." Baihu accepted the order and raised his hand, "Everyone, go out and wait outside."
Xiao Hengzi hurriedly ran to the shade of the tree, moved a chair, wiped it with his sleeves, "Master Huang, please sit down."
Then he turned around and said sharply: "Yongqinghou, is Yongqinghou at home?"
"Marquis Yongqing has gone out," Zhu Qijin came out of the living room, cupped his hands towards Zhu Qiyu, and said, "If you are not in a hurry, sir, I can tell you. If it is a secret, you can also wait here."
"Jin'er, let them in."
Zhu Qijin looked back, turned his head, and made a gesture of invitation, "My lord, please."
"Yes." Zhu Qiyu glanced at Datang reluctantly and walked into the living room.
As soon as he came in, Zhu Qiyu saw an old man with white hair and a burly figure. He was sitting there calmly. Even though he was old, he could still imagine how heroic he was when he was young.
Zhu Gaoxu had never met Zhu Qiyu, but Li Qing had said it before, and with the habitual bending of the waist, a flattering look on his face, and a beardless little Hengzi, it was natural to know his identity.
But he had no intention of getting up and saluting. Even though the vassal kings from his grandfather's generation still had to salute when they saw the emperor, Hanhan had his own pride.
When Emperor Taizong was in trouble, he also exerted great efforts. He felt that he had made a contribution, and he had no confidence in the emperor who was his grandson.
"Sit down." Zhu Gaoxu pointed to the chair opposite, with great style.
Xiao Hengzi frowned and wanted to say something, but Zhu Qiyu raised his hand to stop him.
He walked to the opposite side and sat down. He didn't know how to start. He stayed silent for a while before saying, "Are you feeling well?"
"It's not good," Zhu Gaoxu said lightly, "As I get older, the hidden diseases left by galloping horses when I was young are also coming back, and I can't bear it anymore."
After all, he was asking for help. Zhu Gaoxu skillfully revealed his achievements to show that he was qualified to be buried in the imperial mausoleum.
Zhu Qiyu nodded gently and said: "You still need to pay more attention to taking care of your body. Now that the Ming Dynasty is peaceful and prosperous, you might as well walk more and see more to see the country built by our ancestors."
Zhu Gaoxu was startled, and his expression softened a lot: "Yes, I will go and see it."
"In a few days, it will be the anniversary of Taizong's death. If your health allows, let's go together." Zhu Qiyu said, "But if it is difficult, don't force it." ωＷω.ＧoＮЬ.οrＧ
"Okay," Zhu Gaoxu no longer held himself back, "Don't force me, I'll go."
Zhu Qiyu smiled gently: "That's it, I'll call you together when the time comes."
"Um."
The grandfather and grandson had never met before, so naturally there was no emotion and the atmosphere was somewhat stiff.
Zhu Qijin suggested: "The room is a little stuffy, why not go to the yard to get some fresh air."
"That's fine." Zhu Qiyu had this intention. It was really embarrassing. Besides, he also wanted to see the tamping.
There were two small horses, Zhu Gaoxu sat on one and Zhu Qiyu sat on the other, watching the sweating craftsmen with relish.
"People's lives are still... a bit miserable!" Zhu Qiyu sighed softly.
Zhu Gaoxu glanced at him sideways and said: "It's already very good. Don't be too idealistic. It has always been like this. They have work to do and food to eat. They are extremely satisfied;
Too much is not enough, too much pursuit of idealization is not beautiful. " Zhu Gaoxu rarely said a few words of quality, "The interests are numerous. No matter how good you want to be, you will harm the interests of other people. You are not Taizong, so you don't have such a strong deterrent effect;
Don't be like that person, who is not very capable and has great ambitions, but ends up playing with yourself. "
Zhu Qiyu was startled for a moment, then nodded with a wry smile: "It makes sense."
Xiao Hengzi's brows became tighter and tighter. He could already tell that something was wrong, but he didn't dare to say anything. The emperor even played riddles, so he wouldn't talk much.
Eunuchs are different from courtiers. They only have one emperor in their political career, and they will not do anything to displease the emperor and be eliminated in advance.
Zhu Qiyu turned to look at Zhu Qijin and asked: "But your name is...Qi Jin?"
"Yes." Zhu Qijin guessed Zhu Qiyu's identity at this moment and said yes.
"Well..." Zhu Qiyu exhaled and smiled kindly, "We are all one family, there should be no separation."
"A family..." Zhu Qijin repeated, the softness in his heart was touched, and he nodded slightly.
He was born and raised in Jiaozhi and had no feelings for Daming, but this simple sentence gave him a strong sense of belonging.
Zhu Qiyu would not know that his unintentional words had extended Ming Dynasty's benefits for decades.
Zhu Gaoxu brought Zhu Qijin here with deep meaning. This is the third generation successor of Jiaozhi.
It was not only Zhu Qijin who was moved, but Zhu Gaoxu was also deeply moved. He tasted family affection again, which made his eyes blurry.
In Zhu Qiyu, he saw the shadow of his elder brother.
"Grandpa, we are back!" A charming voice came, attracting the attention of the three of them.
Zhu Gaoxu wiped the corners of his eyes and cursed with a smile: "Zhazhahuhu, you don't look like a girl at all. Be careful not to get married in the future."
He didn't like Zhu Qizhen very much, but he was particularly fond of this little girl. They kissed her every other generation and separated Zhu Qizhen.
"No way." Zhu Wanqing stuck out her tongue, a little embarrassed. When she saw Zhu Qiyu, she couldn't help but be stunned.
This man looks like his father, as gentle as his father... Zhu Wanqing said in her heart: "Could this be...the emperor?"
In fact, the two brothers are not very similar, they are not twins, and they are not born from the same mother. Zhu Wanqing feels that they are more similar in spirit.
While Zhu Wanqing was staring at Zhu Qiyu, Zhu Qiyu was also sizing up Zhu Wanqing.
It seemed so similar... Zhu Qiyu's heart was agitated. He was almost certain that this was the daughter of the emperor's brother and his wife.
Because the little girl has perfectly inherited the advantages of the two of them, similar in appearance and spirit.
At this moment, Zhu Qiyu suddenly figured out a lot.
'If he doesn't come back, he can't come back either'
'You can rest assured that the throne has been decided and there won't be any more surprises'
'He has no face to face his ancestors and asks you to govern the Ming Dynasty'
…
Li Qing's words echoed in his mind. Zhu Qiyu thought about it all and thought to himself:
"The eldest brother is not in the grassland at all. He has returned to the Ming Dynasty a long time ago. The disappearance of the emperor's wife is also due to the operation of the husband. Well... this and that, it couldn't be better."
The guilt in his heart was relieved to a great extent. The eldest brother had no intention of taking the throne, and the government would not be in turmoil. This ending would be good for everyone.
My daughter is already so old, so I think my eldest brother is doing well. Yes, with my husband here, how can he be any worse... Zhu Qiyu smiled, with a relieved smile.
He waved and said in a gentle voice: "Girl, come here."
Zhu Wanqing's face turned pale. In her opinion, once it was revealed that not only her life was at risk, but her father and mother would also be affected, she would cry, but she did not dare to cry.
At this moment, the little girl felt regretful. If she had known this, I wouldn't have beaten her to death.
but now……
Zhu Wanqing looked at Zhu Gaoxu for help: Grandpa, help me.
Zhu Gaoxu coughed lightly and said, "Xiao Wanqing, come here and give your great-grandfather a pat on the back."
"Yes," the little girl hurriedly trotted up behind him, lowering her head and beating her hands lightly, not daring to raise her head.
Li Hong acted like a fool, not even looking at Zhu Qiyu. Dian Dian'er went to clean up the room for his sister Wanqing, not realizing anything was wrong.
Zhu Gaoxu explained: "This is the daughter of my third grandson. She insisted on coming this time, so I brought her here."
He knew too well the allure of the throne, and he didn't want his cute great-granddaughter to be harmed.
Zhu Qiyu shook his head in amusement. He was not stupid. Zhu Qijin and even Zhu Gaoxu's tone of voice was a little distorted. This was because he had been away from Ming Dynasty for many years and was affected by it.
But the little girl is different. Her spoken language in the capital is mixed with a Jiangnan accent, and she looks like she grew up in the Ming Dynasty.
However, Zhu Qiyu did not expose it.
"Girl, after you've beaten your back with your great-grandfather, how about you also pound your back with your uncle?" Zhu Qiyu said with a warm smile: "Uncle, I've been tired all day."
"Well, okay." Zhu Wanqing's voice was trembling, and she suppressed her fear and forced a smile.
She was almost scared shitless.
At this moment, she really wanted to have a god come over and transform her back into Jinling.
I don’t know if Uncle Li can do it. He can make me unable to speak or move, so he can almost change me back... The little girl is thinking wildly: Uncle Li, come back quickly, my niece can’t bear it alone...
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"Ah sneeze~"
"What's wrong, Qingzi, are you still sick?" Zhang Sloppy looked surprised.
Li Qing rubbed his nose, shook his head and said, "No, it's just that my nose is a little itchy. Master, are the buns from this family okay?"
"It's really okay, it's quite big." Zhang Slutty took a bite, then peeled a hole in the salted duck egg, and used chopsticks to pull it into the porridge bowl little by little, stirred it, and took a sip, showing a satisfied look.
"Don't tell me, Qingzi, the way you eat it is pretty good."
"That's right." Li Qing chuckled, "So, you still have to eat breakfast in the future. Master often says that the best plan for the day is in the morning, but it's not okay to not even eat breakfast."
Zhang Sloppy nodded in amusement: "You even disciplined Master."
"Master, if you are too lazy to go out, my disciple can help you pack it and take it back." Li Qing said with a smile.
"Yeah, that's fine too."
Zhang Sloppy quickly finished the porridge, wiped his mouth, and said: "It's almost the end of Chenshi, let's go back, don't miss lunch time."
"...That's fine." Li Qingqiang suppressed his laughter and stood up to pay.
On the street, Li Qing was carrying a large basket of vegetables, and the little old man was leisurely and comfortable with his hands behind his back.
"Qingzi, where is your donkey?" Zhang asked sloppily.
Li Qing said: "We don't have time at home. We are keeping it at Yu Qian's house for the time being. We will bring it back when the donkey shed is built."
"Well, it's more comfortable to ride a donkey when going to the market."
"Disciple thinks so too." Li Qing said with a smile.
The master and apprentice talked and laughed all the way and walked home leisurely. Li Qing didn't realize anything was wrong at all.
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ps: Actually...the two chapters of Qing and Hong have almost three chapters of words, (*▽*)
