Tang Buping looked at the monk kneeling on the ground, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes, which he immediately hid.
Zhu Yunwen came over and didn't reach out to help. He just stood aside, looked into the distance and said, "It's time, lead the way."
The monk looked pale and picked up the herbal bag on the ground. His eyes showed struggle and pain, and he nodded heavily: "Okay."
After leaving Xinghua Zen Temple, we walked slowly along the mountain path. After about half a quarter of an hour, the monk stopped. Zhu Yunwen and others looked at not far away, there were two bamboo houses built with bamboo fences. The small courtyard was square, exuding cleanness and tranquility.
"Your Majesty, please."
The monk lifted the fence door and stood aside.
Zhu Yunwen walked in, and Ma Enhui and Concubine Xian looked at the yard. There was a table and three stools, but there was nothing else. There was a clothes-drying bamboo pole near the fence, where three small clothes and two adult clothes were hung to dry. .
"Mo'er."
The monk shouted.
There were footsteps in the bamboo house, and Mo'er walked out. First she took a look at Zhu Youhui, who had become a monk, and then saw Zhu Yunwen who was standing with his hands behind his back, the peaceful Ma Enhui and Xian Fei, and Tang who had murderous intent in his eyes. Unfair.
"The common people have seen the emperor, the queen, and the virtuous concubine."
Mo'er was not surprised at all and stepped forward to salute.
Because, this day will come sooner or later.
In June of the third year of Jianwen, Mo'er gave birth to a baby boy. Zhu Youyi knew that Pang Huan and the Security Bureau would not let Mo'er go. Once a hundred days passed, the old matter would probably be brought up again and Mo'er would be escorted to the execution ground.
In order to save Mo'er, Zhu Youyi held his newborn child and asked to see the Queen Mother, hoping that the Queen Mother would help intercede for the sake of the Zhu family's flesh and blood. Although Empress Dowager Lu did not interfere directly in the matter, she went to Ma Enhui several times to suggest that Ma Enhui could persuade Zhu Yunwen to let Zhu Youhui and Mo'er go.
Zhu Yunwen couldn't bear to go against the Queen Mother's wishes, and Mo'er had indeed provided a lot of information for the destruction of Bailian's main force, so he issued a secret order to send Zhu Youhuo and Mo'er to Yunlong Mountain in Xuzhou. Zhu Youhuo became a monk and chanted Buddha's name every day. Mo'er raised her children and died for the rest of her life when the security bureau came again.
This kind of life of not knowing tomorrow is a kind of suffering for anyone, but for Bai Lianmoer, it has lost its effect.
In her eyes, there was only companionship and cherishment.
Because she didn't know when she would die, she lived every day very seriously.
In order to pray, Zhu Youxuan changed his anger and copied Buddhist scriptures and recited scriptures every day, in order to let Mo'er live a little longer. He originally thought that Zhu Yunwen would give him five years, at least until the child grew up, but it didn't work. Think about it, in just over a year, he came to the door, and he came in person.
Zhu Yunwen looked at Mo'er. His left sleeve was swinging in the wind and hanging lightly on the ground, feeling powerless. He couldn't help but frown slightly and looked at Zhu Youxuan: "Why did you ask for the herbal medicine?"
Zhu Youyi's lips moved slightly and he lowered his head and said, "Mo'er is not in good health and faints from time to time. The monk doctor said it was due to severe loss of qi and blood, so I took some Eucommia ulmoides and Angelica sinensis."
Tang Buping stepped forward, opened the herbal bag and checked it. After confirming that it was for blood replenishing, he stepped aside.
Zhu Yunwen looked at Mo'er who was kneeling on the ground, walked sideways to the table, sat down, and said, "Get up and bring the child over."
Mo'er had no choice but to get up, return to the bamboo house, and hold the infant child over. Although it was only one hand, it was very familiar. Ma Enhui stepped forward to take it, looking at the baby who was yawning and clenching his fists sleepily, I couldn't help but ask: "Can you call someone?"
Mo'er smiled easily: "Baby and Xueyu, just call me mother and father."
Concubine Xian teased the child on the side. The child seemed to be disturbed from his sleep and shook his little fist.
"It's been well taken care of. It seems like you've put some thought into it."
Concubine Xian took the child and said.
Mo'er looked at Zhu Yunwen calmly and said with some words: "As a parent, you don't dare not be careful. It's all about your heart."
A bamboo leaf danced with the wind. Zhu Yunwen picked up the green bamboo leaf and said softly: "Even though this bamboo forest is full of vitality, there are some bamboo leaves that cannot withstand the autumn wind. The child is good, but you..."
"emperor!"
Zhu Youyi quickly knelt down.
Mo'er stretched out her hand to pull Zhu Youxuan and said calmly: "You have knelt down too much for me. At the end, I don't want you to beg anymore. It's better to let me leave peacefully. Don't tell the child her mother." She is a saint from the White Lotus Sect."
Zhu Youyi burst into tears and pulled Mo'er to cry loudly. The baby was also woken up and began to cry.
Zhu Yunwen sighed, threw the bamboo leaves on the ground, stood up and said, "Okay!"
Zhu Youhuan and Mo'er stopped talking, but the child did not listen to Zhu Yunwen's words and continued to cry loudly. It was not until Mo'er picked him up that he calmed down.
Zhu Yunwen rubbed his eyebrows, walked up to Tang Buping, stretched out his hand and pulled out the sword from Tang Buping's waist, and slashed at Mo'er with a sharp sound. The sword edge fell against the empty sleeve, then sheathed the sword and sent it back. Sheath, he said to Mo'er coldly: "I will cut off your arm for the sake of the people and soldiers of Qingzhou! I hope you have done something good in providing information and sincerely repent, so I will spare your life. If you dare to do anything in the future, Evil, this sword will chop off your head!"
Mo'er's tears rolled down her face, she knelt down and kowtowed three times to Zhu Yunwen. When she raised her head, blood was already visible on her forehead: "The common people thanked the emperor for not killing him."
Zhu Youhuo quickly thanked him.
Zhu Yunwen threw up his sleeves and left the courtyard, taking Tang Buping out with him. Ma Enhui and Concubine Xian chatted and laughed around the child.
At a high place, Zhu Yunwen looked at the mountains and the distant scenery, with his back to Tang Buping: "Withdraw the surveillance on them and let them live as civilians."
Tang Buping nodded heavily.
"A little bit unwilling, right?"
Zhu Yunwen turned around.
Tang Buping quickly said: "I don't dare."
Zhu Yunwen sighed: "You are not Liu Changge. The justice you insist on in your heart is black and white, and the distinction between grudges and grudges is too rigid. Yes, with the blood on Bai Lianmoer's hands, killing her ten times is not enough. But you also need to see that , the Yin soldiers were eliminated, the leader of the White Lotus Sect was killed, and the young master was captured, all of which she had a share of credit for. Now that she has cut off one of her own arms and removed her killing hand, she can give an explanation to some extent. "
Tang Buping remained silent, thinking of the sergeant who died outside Qingzhou, he could not forgive Mo'er.
Zhu Yunwen knew Tang Buping's paranoia and said: "I control the world. The people's hearts I face are black, white, red, and some are in between. The world is more than black and white. If there are only these two colors, it would be simple. ”
Tang Buping felt the heavy weight Zhu Yunwen was carrying, and said quickly: "I am the emperor's sword and shield, and everything obeys the emperor's will."
Zhu Yunwen patted Tang Buping on the shoulder and said seriously: "Take out 20,000 taels from the inner treasury to subsidize the families of the sergeants who died in Qingzhou and the families of the brothers from the Security Bureau. When Buddha Mother died, everything ended."
Tang Buping felt a little complicated in his heart, and he also knew that this matter had been settled. There was no longer Bai Lianmoer in this world, only an ordinary woman and the mother of a child. I just don't know what he will think when the news reaches Pang Huan. After all, that is his brother too.
Mo'er held the child, and Zhu Youhui stood beside him. He knelt down to send Zhu Yunwen and Ma Enhui away.
Zhu Youyi looked at Mo'er with tears in his eyes and said affectionately: "You have suffered."
Mo'er handed the child to Zhu Youyi and touched his empty left sleeve: "We always have to see the child grow up. This is the only way. Facts have proved that Emperor Jianwen is indeed a benevolent monarch. He is not a devil." . If there really was Maitreya in Cangyu, he would not have been born in the Jianwen Dynasty."
"Stop mentioning Maitreya. You are not allowed to mention anything about the White Lotus Sect in the future."
Zhu Youxuan blamed him.
Mo'er looked at Zhu Youhui who was holding the child. His face was full of doting and she couldn't help but smile. I have experienced a difficult childhood, experienced the storms of war, experienced prison, and watched the head of the Buddha Mother be chopped off with my own eyes. Now I have returned to freedom and become a common person.
It's good to have a man by your side and a child by your side.
"The child is making trouble."
Zhu Youyi was a little flustered. He quickly carried the child to the bamboo house, unwrapped the swaddling clothes, and was stunned. Mo'er stretched out her hand and picked up the stack of banknotes in her swaddling clothes. It was a thick stack, there were probably hundreds of them, but they were all the same. This was a hundred banknotes!
"Before leaving, the Queen tidied up her swaddling clothes..."
Mo'er said quickly.
Zhu Youyi was very moved and said, "No wonder the queen said that she wants you to take good care of your health. Just sit down while I go to the monk doctor to buy ginseng."
Mo'er wanted to stop him, but Zhu Youhui had already taken five treasure notes and ran out...
Ordinary ginseng was not expensive in the early Ming Dynasty. You could buy it for two or three taels. For better and older ones, you would need five or six taels. For better ones, the price would be higher.
Zhu Yunwen did not take Xia Yuanji and Yang Shiqi with him because he wanted to see Zhu Youxuan and Mo'er. These two people had been "obliterated" and it was better for the court not to know where they were.
The prefect of Xuzhou was Pan Boyong. During the Hongwu period, he served as the inspector of Henan and was an honest official. Later, because the court wanted to dredge the Huitong River, Zhu Yunwen specially transferred Pan Boyong to the post of prefect of Xuzhou.
At first glance, from being an inspector of the third rank in a province to being the prefect of the fourth rank in Xuzhou, this is a step down, a demotion.
Yes, it was indeed a demoted official, but countless people wanted to rush to Xuzhou to get demoted officials, but they couldn't.
Xuzhou's geographical location is extremely important, especially as the Huitong River dredging project is about to be completed.
From the perspective of the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, Xuzhou is right in the middle section of the entire canal, and here, the Yellow River intersects with the canal, leading directly to Beiping to the north, to the west is the important town of Kaifeng, to the east is the sea, and to the south is the Huai'an, further south is Yangzhou and the capital!
Everyone can predict that Xuzhou will become another Yangzhou. It will be a place where ships, carriages and horses gather, and trade will flourish. In addition, when the imperial court set up eight granaries, the size of Xuzhou Granary was second only to that of Beiping Granary and Peiping Granary. Huai'an Cang has become an important grain base again.
As a hub of rivers, it is easy to imagine how easy it is for Xuzhou to produce political achievements. The fourth-grade prefect may not be worse than the third-grade inspector, and it is unlikely that he will be transferred to the capital as soon as possible and entrusted with important tasks.
