"Father, what should we do?" Zhu Youtang frowned.
You ask me, who should I ask... Zhu Jianshen was already feeling uncomfortable, but when his son asked him this question, he became even more angry and cursed:
"A bunch of drunkards and ricebags. They can't be cured. What's the point of keeping them? Let's just chop them all up."
"Father, calm down." Zhu Youtang hurriedly bowed down.
"Your Majesty, calm down." All the slaves also knelt down, trembling.
Zhu Qizhen wondered: "What kind of anger is this?"
"...Father, do you really not remember my son?"
"Aren't you my son?"
"Father, have you remembered?"
A flash of surprise also flashed in Zhu Youtang's eyes, and he looked at Grandpa Huang expectantly.
Zhu Qizhen rolled his eyes, "You talk like a son. If I don't know you are my son, then wouldn't I be a fool?"
Zhu Jianshen: "..."
Zhu Youtang: "..."
Zhu Jianshen sighed helplessly. His father had completely lost his mind since the last time he went to the imperial mausoleum to pay homage to his ancestors. He has never recovered and has become even more deaf.
Communicating is really... tiring.
The father here was in a daze, and the beloved wife was bedridden there. Zhu Jianshen, who could have relaxed, was even more exhausted than when he was fighting with the ministers.
Alas... Zhu Jianshen sighed tiredly: "Tell me the imperial doctor."
~
"I thought your husband was going to something big this time. I didn't want to come back so soon." Wang Shouren joked: "Looks like it's not a big deal."
"That's not what you said. In the past two years, I have really accomplished something big." Li Qing sneered, "You are a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. You have no idea how powerful I am."
"Wouldn't I know if you tell me?"
"Oh, you are not qualified yet." Li Qing has a very high character and said in a calm tone, "When will you become a pillar of the Ming Dynasty, I may tell you something."
"……boast!"
Wang Shouren curled his lips, "Are you going to leave next?"
"I haven't left in recent years. Firstly, there is nothing too urgent. Secondly, I also want to take it easy and calm myself down." Li Qing stretched out and groaned: "Yeah, go and be my Taoist priest. "
"Oh?" Wang Shouren became interested, "Take me with you."
"...You don't care about things anymore?" Li Qing was amused, "You really think about it."
"The more you try new things, the more you will gain new insights." Wang Shouren also smiled, "I feel now that my path was narrow in the past. As you said, there is no way to compare bamboos with sages. Study hard. No, I want to travel thousands of miles while reading thousands of books."
"It shouldn't be..." Li Qing murmured, "It's been two years. Logically speaking, it's time to grow up..."
I remember that at the age of thirteen, his goal was to be the richest man in the world, but at the age of fifteen he was reduced to the richest man in the country. On the other hand, Wang Shouren... was still focused on becoming a sage.
This is really unreasonable. Could it be that Lao Wang's 'reason' can't control him?
"What shouldn't be done? What are you talking about?"
"Ah, it's nothing." Li Qing said with a smile: "Your family comes from a scholarly family, do you think your father will let you become a Taoist priest?"
Wang Shouren smiled and said: "I have not always been a Taoist priest, I just want to experience it. These days, I often go to Buddhist temples and gain a lot."
"...The abbot didn't chase you away?"
"No."
Li Qing: "..."
"So...is that okay?"
"What?"
"Take me to be a Taoist priest!"
Li Qing was also convinced. He finally understood why Lao Wang couldn't control him, and he wouldn't be able to control him either.
Can a father strangle his son to death if he refuses to listen even though he is being beaten and refuses to change when he is scolded?
Li Qing rolled his eyes and hummed, "I can't make the decision on this matter. Let's discuss it with your father."
Wang Shouren nodded: "Of course, if you don't tell me, I will ask my father for instructions."
After a pause, he said, "This time, please don't leave without saying goodbye. We are already friends. I will become a saint someday, so you can take advantage of it, right?"
"You're quite a weird person." Li Qing held back his laughter and nodded, cupping his hands and saying, "Sage Wang is grand." gòйЪ.ōΓg
Wang Shouren returned the courtesy and said sarcastically: "Not yet."
After a pause, he stood up and said, "Sir, I just came back, so I won't disturb you. I'll visit you another day."
"Well...walk slowly."
~
"Uncle Li, who is that boy?" Zhu Wanqing was curious. With Uncle Li's life experience, he would never play with a child.
"A very interesting kid." Li Qing smiled and then said seriously: "Tonight, I will explore the way first. If everything goes well, I will take you there tomorrow."
Zhu Wanqing said nervously: "Uncle Li, my niece knows that you are very capable, but...in the palace, my niece doesn't have that ability."
"What are you thinking about? I can be secretive. You have to be aboveboard...ah, I'm not secretive." Li Qing snorted: "Don't worry, I won't hide anything from anyone when I bring you into the palace."
"Is this... going to work?"
"Your eldest brother is the emperor, what can't work?"
"Indeed." Zhu Wanqing nodded slightly and said, "Uncle Li, the bedding has been laid out for you. Go and have a rest."
The little girl is still very filial.
…
night,
Li Qingxuan, dressed in shorts and shorts, set out at night...
The journey was uneventful, and when we arrived at Changle Palace, the candles had already been extinguished.
Fortunately, Li Qing still remembered the structure of Changle Palace, and in a flash, he drifted into Zhu Qizhen's inner palace.
"Hey, wake up..."
Zhu Qizhen woke up from his sleep and saw a strange man. He couldn't help but wonder, this slave... is so brave.
What puzzled him even more was that he couldn't speak.
"Just wait." Li Qing walked to the side, took out the fire stick and lit the candle, brought it to him, restored his ability to speak, and said in a deep voice: "Don't make any noise, it's me."
"Who are you?"
"You..." Li Qing put the candle close to his face, "Can you see clearly?"
"It's clear." Zhu Qizhen nodded slowly, "Who are you?"
"...Are you itchy?" Li Qing said through gritted teeth.
"I really forgot." Zhu Qizhen shrank with fear on his face.
Even if I can't remember it, the fear that is engraved in my bones is still strong.
Seeing that he was not pretending, Li Qing raised his hand and placed it on the Baihui point on his head, pressing it twice. Then, he took his hand and breathed a burst of energy...
As soon as he put his hand on his wrist, Li Qing frowned deeply. Zhu Qizhen's body... was too bad.
"It's me, Li Qing, Marquis Yongqing of the Ming Dynasty. Think about it carefully." Li Qing said, while continuing to transfer the energy.
Zhu Qizhen felt that his body was warm. He had never been able to keep his bed warm, but now he had the illusion that he was not afraid of the wind and snow. He made sure that Li Qing was not hostile and stared at Li Qing.
So familiar...
After a long time, a glimmer of clarity flashed through his cloudy eyes, and he said in surprise: "Sir, when did you come back?"
"I just came back and I brought that girl with me," Li Qing asked, "Do you still remember your daughter?"
"Wanqing..." Zhu Qizhen murmured, the clearness overshadowed the turbidity. He held Li Qing's hand tightly, his lips were trembling, "Sir, pull, pull me."
"Lie well. She is in Lianjia Village. If everything goes well, I can bring her here tomorrow." Li Qing said, "You can tell the emperor tomorrow and ask him to go to Lianjia Village."
"Okay, okay." Zhu Qizhen kept nodding, "I remember it, I remember it."
Seeing him like this, Li Qing felt a little sad, and at the same time, he also doubted his words.
"Really remember?"
When asked by Li Qing, Zhu Qizhen became less confident and said, "There is pen and ink on the table. Sir, please write in my hand."
"It's done." Li Qing took the pen and ink and wrote "Qing" and "Lian" on the palm of Zhu Qizhen's hand. With Zhu Jianshen's intelligence, he would be able to understand the meaning.
In this way, you are not afraid of being noticed by anyone.
"You should have a good rest. There is no need to feel any pressure. If you forget, I will come again tomorrow night. Then I will go directly to him."
Zhu Jianshen never sleeps alone, so Li Qing is not easy to deal with.
However, Zhu Qizhen was already like this, and he didn't want to delay it any longer.
"Okay, okay, sir." Zhu Qizhen nodded, with tears streaming down his face. His messy gray hair, old and furrowed face, dim and cloudy eyes... looked lonely and desolate against the candlelight.
Li Qing sighed slightly and said warmly: "Go to sleep. After a good sleep, you can see your daughter."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and tapped him twice.
Zhu Qizhen slowly closed his eyes, and soon he fell asleep soundly.
Li Qing helped him cover him with the quilt, then tucked the corners of the quilt, sighed, turned around and left...
~
The next day, early in the morning.
Zhu Qizhen slowly opened his eyes, his face full of confusion. He vaguely remembered that he had something very important to do, but he couldn't remember what to do.
He was panicked and anxious, but he couldn't remember anything.
"Ah..." His face was full of pain, and he kept beating his head, trying to remember something.
This almost crazy move frightened the slaves so much that their faces turned green and they screamed: "Quickly call the imperial doctor and report to the emperor..."
Zhu Jianshen was in low spirits and hurried over. He saw that his father's condition had become worse and his head hurt even more.
He walked to the bedside and sat down, looking at his father who was completely stunned. For a moment, he felt sad and cried: "Father, my son is very knowledgeable."
When the emperor cried, the slaves also knelt down and wept...
When Zhu Qizhen saw Zhu Jianshen in a dragon robe, he suddenly remembered something. He spread his hands, shook his left hand, then his right hand, and murmured:
"Look, look, you look good..."
There is a 'green' on the left hand and a 'lian' on the right hand.
However, Zhu Jianshen still had the time to guess riddles and cried: "Father, can you wake up?"
"Look, look." Zhu Qizhen said anxiously, "Guess, guess quickly..."
"I..." Zhu Jianshen looked at the dazzled 'Qing' and 'Lian', feeling sad and at the same time a little bit dumbfounded, "What am I guessing?"
"You can guess it, you can guess it... think about it carefully." Zhu Qizhen prayed, "Guess it."
"I..." Zhu Jianshen was startled for a moment, then he suddenly realized something and hurriedly grabbed Zhu Qizhen's hand and said, "Father, I've guessed it, I've guessed it, don't worry, I'll do it now. Go do it..."
Damn Li Qing, you bullied me too much...!
