Li Qing could hold his breath, and the detectives had to hold their breath, and they just kept losing it. The scene was quiet but strange...
About two-quarters of an hour later, people from Prince Ning's Mansion came first and surrounded the carriage. The sixty-nine-year-old Prince Ning Zhu Dianpei arrived in person. Surrounded by his servants, he stepped forward with a cane and said tremblingly: :
"Heroes in the car, if you want anything, just ask, but don't hurt my grandson."
On the carriage, Li Qing stretched out, crossed his legs, and said to Zhu Jianshen: "Next, it's your turn to perform."
Zhu Jianshen: "..."
Zhu Jianshen did not get off the carriage, but opened the curtain and revealed his face, "Zhu Mianpei, do you still remember me?"
"Who are you……?"
Zhu Mianpei's eyes were dim and he took a few steps forward before he could see clearly.
He stared at it for a long time, then suddenly his body trembled, the fine pear wood crutch in his hand clattered to the ground, and he fell down.
"My lord, be careful."
The servant's quick eyesight and quick hands helped him, but Zhu Mianpei pushed him away. He sucked his lips together for a long time, but he couldn't believe it.
Your Majesty... ah no, why did your Majesty come to Nanchang?
Old King Ning couldn't figure it out. After so many years, his impression of Emperor Chenghua was somewhat vague. Zhu Jianshen himself had also undergone great changes. He really couldn't determine the exact identity of the person in front of him.
Zhu Jianshen said coldly: "Go to Ning Prince's Mansion and tell him."
"Bold! Unbridled...!!"
Even though the servant had to support the old Prince Ning with one hand, his domineering aura was still soaring into the sky. He did not take Zhu Jianshen seriously at all, and hummed: "If you meet the king, you will not bow..."
"Shut up to me!!" Zhu Dianpei yelled, trembling.
"Your Majesty..."
"Shut up!"
"Yes." The servant lowered his head aggrievedly.
Zhu Mianpei stared at Zhu Jianshen for a while, then nodded slowly: "Then let's go to Prince Ning's Mansion to talk about it as you said."
Not to mention the strong aura of being a superior, Zhu Mianpei did not dare to disobey his most beloved grandson when he was in his hands. What's more, Zhu Jianshen said that he would go to Ning Prince's Mansion to have a detailed discussion. If they were the bandits who robbed and kidnapped him, they would not have the guts. So, there is no need for this.
Now, there is only one possibility left.
The person in front of me is Emperor Chenghua of the Ming Dynasty, the current Supreme Emperor!
Thinking of this possibility, Zhu Mianpei's heart trembled wildly. If the eldest grandson really contradicted the Supreme Emperor, then he, Prince Ning, would never be able to protect him, and even Prince Ning's lineage would be implicated.
It's just...he doesn't understand.
Didn't the Supreme Emperor pass on the title of Crown Prince because of his illness? Why did he come to King Ning's vassal territory?
Could it be that we want to cut down the vassal clan again?
No, the three guards have been cut off long ago, and their salaries and salaries have also been cut off a lot. Even the succession of titles has been reduced successively, leaving only one prince unaffected.
If I keep cutting it... I can't cut it any more. If I keep cutting it, I won't be able to survive this day.
Zhu Mianpei didn't know the truth and couldn't help being surprised and scared.
He didn't know why the Emperor appeared in Nanchang, nor the reason why the Emperor came here, but he no longer doubted the Emperor's identity.
Zhu Mianpei took a deep breath, cupped his hands and said, "Please...move over."
In broad daylight and on the street, he did not dare to tell Zhu Jianshen's identity, but he felt that it was too disrespectful to let the Emperor enter the palace in a carriage, so he had to talk in riddles.
"No need, ask your people to get out of the way." Zhu Jianshen lowered the curtain and stopped talking.
Zhu Dianpei said hurriedly: "Quickly, spread out quickly and lead the way for Mr. Huang."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The servants immediately separated to make way, and one of them stepped forward to show Wang Shouren the way...
"Drive~drive~"
Wang Shouren shook the reins lightly and slowly rushed to Prince Ning's Mansion...
Zhu Dianpei, who was about to reach his seventies, did not even dare to sit in the sedan chair. He was holding a cane in one hand and a servant with the other, and followed him wheezingly.
The Supreme Emperor rides in a carriage. If he rides in a sedan carried by sixteen people, wouldn't he look more noble than the Supreme Emperor?
The old Prince Ning, who has always acted like a sloth, now has extremely convenient legs and feet. He is afraid that he will not be able to keep up with the carriage and that his children and grandchildren will be ignorant and contradict the Supreme Emperor again...
"Boss, what should we do now?"
"Report it!" It makes sense for a catcher to become a catcher. Asking for instructions when something happens can never go wrong.
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on the road,
The young man was as frightened as before. He was no longer as domineering as before. His face turned pale with fright, and his lips were trembling. Obviously, he had realized that he was in trouble.
What a disaster!
He couldn't speak, but he could hear. Grandpa Cai's awe-filled tone just now undoubtedly showed that this dark-faced middle-aged man was the Ming Dynasty Emperor.
He actually scolded the Supreme Emperor, and even his ancestors scolded him for eight generations... The young man broke into a cold sweat.
After all, eight generations back, those are also his ancestors.
Cursing one's own ancestors is another grave sin.
what to do?
What should I do... He was sweating profusely. He wanted to beg for mercy and admit his mistake, but he couldn't speak. He was about to collapse.
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Prince Ning's Mansion.
Zhu Jianshen got out of the carriage first.
Li Qing followed closely and called Wang Shouren who was driving the carriage, "Let's go, Xiaoyun, you're here. Let's stay in Prince Ning's Mansion for a few days."
Wang Shouren nodded, jumped out of the car, and followed Li Qing and Zhu Jianshen.
As for the young man on the carriage, the three of them ignored him.
Zhu Dianpei didn't care. Although this was his most beloved grandson, compared with the entire Ningwang lineage, it was not impossible to abandon him. If things were really irreversible, it was not impossible to sacrifice his grandson to let the Supreme Emperor vent his anger.
Zhu Mianpei followed quickly. When he reached the door, he paused and said quickly to the servant who was supporting him:
"Go to the Chief Secretary's Yamen quickly and ask the Chief Envoy to come to the palace as soon as possible. Just say that a big shot has arrived."
"Ah? This..."
"Go quickly!!"
"Yes, Your Majesty."ωＷω.ＧoＮЬ.οrＧ
Zhu Dianpei sighed secretly: God bless me, I hope Ningwang and his family can survive this difficulty.
The Chief Si Yamen of the Ming Dynasty were mostly established in the vassal area of the first vassal king of the Ming Dynasty. When Zhu Di was the vassal king, the Chief Si Yamen was also in Peiping.
The Chief Secretary's Office in Jiangxi is in Nanchang, not far from Prince Ning's Mansion. If you ride a horse quickly, the round trip only takes a day.
Zhu Dianpei did not dare to publicize such a big matter as the Emperor's private visit in disguise, but he also did not dare to hide it alone. The chief envoy was in charge of the administration of a province and was absolutely qualified to know.
After giving instructions to his servants, Zhu Mianpei quickly followed him, carefully accompanying him, with a smile on his face and a very low posture.
Zhu Jianshen didn't give him any face, he always had a cold face and didn't hesitate to talk to him.
It wasn't until the group of people came to the main living room of the second courtyard of the palace, and Zhu Dianpei retired his servants and paid homage to Zhu Jianshen, that he spoke:
"I've heard for a long time that there are many talented people in Jiangxi. I am very restless and want to be active, so I came here to experience a thing or two. I don't want to...haha."
(The Supreme Emperor also calls himself: I)
Zhu Jianshen shook his head slightly and said coldly: "Prince Ning, you are so majestic!"
"My old minister is guilty, please punish me." Zhu Dianpei tremblingly grabbed the ground with his head.
"Of course you are guilty!" Zhu Jianshen snorted and said, "I ask you, is this Prince Ning you or your grandson?"
"It's an old minister."
"Then why can he enjoy the ceremony of Prince Ning's trip?" Zhu Jianshen slapped the table, "How can etiquette be such a trifle?"
Zhu Dianpei stood at attention and was beaten, not daring to make any excuse: "I know the crime. I doted on my grandson too much and violated the etiquette."
At the same time, he was a little lucky. Fortunately, he only violated etiquette and was not transgressing. Otherwise, the situation would have been irreversible.
Zhu Mianpei's main concern now is how much his grandson has offended the Supreme Emperor. If it was just a matter of going out for ceremonial purposes, it would not be considered a big mistake.
He didn't know that his grandson was yelling at the emperor and asking his servants to take action.
How could the servants accuse the young prince? When they came back to report, they only said that they had encountered a bully, and the other party asked him, Prince Ning, to go there in person, but did not tell the real situation.
This is because Zhu Dianpei has spoiled his grandson. The servants are afraid that if the truth is told, the young prince will take revenge afterwards.
"My mistakes are all due to my lax upbringing. No matter how much the Emperor punishes me, I am willing to do so." Zhu Mianpei took retreat as an opportunity to advance. He was nearly seventy years old and kowtowed loudly, but he looked pitiful.
Zhu Jianshen snorted and said, "Get up first."
"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty." Zhu Dianpei stood up tremblingly. He didn't know whether he was scared, pretending, or because he was not in good health and couldn't get up.
Zhu Jianshen glanced at him lightly and teased: "Do you want me to help you?"
"No, I don't dare." Zhu Mianpei climbed up, gasping for air.
He was really tired after following the carriage all the way. His stomach was trembling now, half from fright and half from exhaustion.
He asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, did that little brat Zhu Chenhao rush into you?"
Zhu Jianshen sneered and said lazily: "Go and ask him, won't you know?"
"Uh...yes." Zhu Dianpei nodded and said: "The Supreme Emperor has had a hard journey. I will ask someone to prepare lunch. After the Supreme Emperor has regained his energy, how about we deal with the rebellious person?"
"Well, let's go down."
"Yes, I retire." When he walked out of the living room and faced a gust of wind, Zhu Mianpei realized that his clothes were wet with cold sweat. He was almost seventy years old, but he was frightened for the first time in his life.
"This little bastard needs to be punished..." He leaned on crutches and walked away...
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"Grandpa, my grandson is wrong. My grandson will never dare to do it again." Zhu Chenhao was not arrogant at all, but showed a cowardly attitude.
Although he is young, he also knows how much trouble he has caused this time.
Zhu Mianpei said in a deep voice: "Grandpa asked you, what exactly did you do? To tell the truth, if you dare to tell a lie, grandpa can't save you."
"Say, my grandson said..." Zhu Chenhao was so frightened that his claws went numb, and he immediately told everything.
When Zhu Dianpei heard that he had quarreled with the Supreme Emperor, and even scolded his ancestors for eight generations, and had done something to him... his vision immediately went dark, and he was about to fall down.
"Grandpa, nothing is wrong with you." Zhu Chenhao was frightened. He didn't care about the pain in his butt and jumped up to help him. If the old man collapsed, no one would be able to save him.
"No, no," Zhu Mianpei gasped and said, "Don't call me grandpa, you are my grandpa."
