The sun in the Hong Dynasty passed through the middle of the sky and gradually moved to the west.
This is the most comfortable time in autumn. The weather is just right, there are no major problems in the fields, and the autumn harvest will be ready in a few days. Just check it a few times and you'll be ready for the afternoon sun.
In the village at the foot of Shenlie Mountain, a group of people were sitting on the field ridge looking at the huge square black block in the sky and talking.
"...Tell me, are the objects in the sky really placed by gods?"
"Then there's still a day off? It's been a day and a night, and you see, it didn't do anything to us."
They were really scared when that thing appeared yesterday. Everyone in the village hid in their houses, and some in the fields were so scared that they peed their pants before they could go back.
But later I discovered that, apart from that scene, there seemed to be nothing else going on. At night, some gentlemen from the Zhenfu Division came over. Uncle Zhengquan from the village had the courage to get close to it and confirmed that it seemed to be a fairy object.
Although I'm not sure if he is really a god, he should be harmless.
That's why so many people gathered under the big tree today, boldly looking at it.
When there is no portrait, it is just a square object, and no flowers can be seen no matter how you look at it. Staring and staring, he started talking about the scene yesterday when Prince Yunzhong ascended during the day.
"The little prince doesn't look like a mortal. It's rare for a little girl to be so handsome."
"No. I have never seen anyone more handsome than Prince Yunzhong in Beijing."
"Doesn't it mean that those who harm others will go to the underworld?" Someone timidly interjected, "How come Prince Yunzhong can still ascend?"
Everyone looked at each other, and someone hesitated and said, "Maybe... there is some misunderstanding?"
"That's not possible." Uncle Li Zhengquan slapped the ground with his palm, "You little kid don't understand, what is the relationship between Prince Yunzhong and that person? If he wasn't really a treacherous person, how could he be executed?"
"Uncle Quan, don't talk nonsense!" Someone stood up in the corner, "His Royal Highness Yunzhong is a good man!"
Everyone looked over, and when they saw the speaker, someone immediately smiled and waved their hands: "Come on, Zhu Zhu, I know that the new grain seeds in your land were given by the Prince of Yunzhong County, but you can't just do it just because of this." I don’t believe in the imperial court.”
"Yes, Zhuzi. The new grain seeds given to you by Prince Yunzhong were not given by the imperial court? Without His Majesty's order, who would dare to plant new grains? That would be beheading! That official yesterday What do you mean...does it mean that he is greedy or greedy?"
Uncle Quan slowly pointed to someone: "Liangzi, you have a good memory, tell me."
Liang Zi said in a muffled voice: "It is said that he seeks power, takes bribes, and engages in wanton corruption. He also says that he takes advantage of the situation to gain power, threatens the public, and acts unscrupulously."
"Listen to Zhuzhu, Liang Zi always sends oral messages to everyone, so you will remember it correctly." Uncle Quan said seriously, "These are all serious charges. The Prince of Yunzhong County is different from us countrymen. If you were born well, you only value good things. This grain was given to you by him, but his was also given by the one who believed in him and gave him such an important thing, but who knew that he was greedy in it? How much?"
Zhuzi's face turned red, and he didn't know how to retort. He could only keep saying, "His Royal Highness Yunzhong is not that kind of person."
Someone in the crowd said: "I also went to see the excitement when Prince Yunzhong was arrested. There are so many beautiful young ladies in the mansion. It is true to say that he is unbridled and lustful."
Zhuzhu said loudly: "Those are the eldest princess's maidservants!"
"How many years have the eldest princess been gone, and there are still so many people in the mansion? Oh, Zhuzhu, according to you...the Tian family doesn't even care about the kindness of their deceased relatives. Don't look at this county prince who looks like an immortal. In private, He may have done many evil things."
Zhu Zhu was so angry that he was shaking all over, and hated himself for not being able to speak clearly. The more he tried to argue, the more he discredited His Highness Yunzhong. He wiped his eyes, buried his head and walked a few steps aside. He turned his back to the crowd and looked at his own field, crying silently.
His farmland in the village was quite remote, consisting of several acres of barren, low-grade farmland. Even in good times, after paying the rent, there is not enough food left for the family. He usually takes the new rice to Beijing and sells the new rice to buy old rice. In the rest of the time, he worked hard everywhere in order to earn a few coins.
But the year before last, His Highness Yunzhong sent someone to send him high-yield new grain seeds, and also gave him money based on the selling price of special fields. Later, during the autumn harvest, the noble prince personally visited his fields.
Zhu Zhu will never forget that day in his life.
He has no ability and always has to work hard to support his family. Many people in the village look down on him. But such a noble prince would talk to him in a gentle voice, care about his fields, and care about whether his family had enough food and clothing.
How could such a person be a corrupt official who only seeks pleasure and sells his power?
He still remembered that when the county prince left, he smiled and told him to go back quickly, as things were going to change.
All the men in the field could look at the sky, but he was already stupid at that time and could only ask blankly: "How do you know?"
Prince Yunzhong said with a smile: "I have some special tips for distinguishing the weather."
He said it easily, but Zhuzhu clearly saw him staggering when he mounted the horse.
When he returned home as promised and saw his old mother rubbing her legs sadly, he suddenly realized that his old mother had old injuries on her legs, and so did the Yunzhong County Prince.
It was probably because of sudden pain in his legs that His Highness reminded him to go home early.
Thinking of this, Zhu Zhu wiped his face again.
No matter what he said, he did not believe His Highness Yunzhong was a bad person. His Highness Yunzhong understood that the sun had soared! He is a fairy boy in heaven. When encountering difficulties, he will naturally return to heaven!
He was feeling sad alone, but suddenly he heard exclamations coming from beside him.
"Again, again!"
"Look, look!"
"It's so... so dark. Where is this place? Is that the Prince of Yunzhong County?"
He hid at home yesterday, not daring to take a peek. I only heard the voice of the Yunzhong County Prince, but I couldn't recognize the person.
Someone stood up and shouted: "Look at Zhuzhu! Let me tell you, it is impossible for a villain like Prince Yunzhong to become an immortal! Even if he ascends, God will definitely seek accountability from him!"
Zhuzi raised his head involuntarily and saw a new picture in the square object in the sky.
It was an unknown place, and the light was a little dim. Although the walls of the room were as white as those scholars' Luoyang paper, the whole room did not feel very precious.
In the center of the picture is a bed, with a short-haired man sitting on the bed. His complexion was extremely white and he did not look very healthy. A pair of bright eyes, staring at something.
"What a handsome son..."
"Hey, what's the use of being handsome? Whose handsome boy has hair like that?"
"This is Prince Yunzhong, right! Look at the window and the bars on the window, they are the same as those in the prison. He must have done many evil things and was caught by the gods to question him!"
But Zhu Zhu could no longer respond.
He was extremely certain that the person in the picture was His Highness Yunzhong, but how could His Highness... How could His Highness be a bad person? !
His heart felt as if it was being torn apart, and before the tears fell in his eyes, the scene in the sky suddenly moved.
Prince Yunzhong just moved his hand, and the scene turned to another large white wall. Then an even more sudden appearance appeared on the white wall...a house above the clouds and mist?
Is it, is it a palace in heaven?
In a daze, a burst of melodious music sounded along with the spire building above the clouds and mist.
The villagers who were shouting before suddenly opened their mouths wide, but no sound came out. They just stared blankly at the sky.
The clouds and mist in the picture moved rapidly, as if they were about to break through the shackles and pour down, but they disappeared amidst the exclamations of the villagers.
What then appeared in front of people's eyes was the pouring skylight, the majestic city under the skylight, and the vast sea surrounding the city.
"This... what is this place?"
Not only the villagers of Shenlie Mountain were asking this question, but even some people in the inner palace couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
The little palace maid who made the noise was so horrified that she covered her mouth and fell to her knees, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.
But no one in Qinzheng Palace cared about her.
Yang Yiheng stood outside the palace gate, looking at the large ships above the sea without blinking.
What kind of ship is that? On the vast sea, adjacent to an unimaginable capital city, it is still huge and eye-catching.
It must be a ship that is bigger than any house, a ship that is bigger than... Dahong's dragon boat, a ship that is bigger!
What kind of person has the ability to build such a ship? And what kind of person...has the ability to build a city-state on the clouds?
Mingwari's picture came closer, and Yang Yiheng could even see the paintings on the boats. He discovered that the boats were not even wooden boats, but more like iron boats. If it’s not wood, how can it float on water? How could a ship made of iron not sink? !
With questions one after another in his mind, Yang Yiheng clenched his hands, but his teeth couldn't stop trembling.
With waves of blood rising in his throat, Yang Yiheng tightened his grip on the door frame and pressed it down forcefully.
The prince said worriedly: "Your Majesty?"
"Nothing." Yang Yiheng said.
He stared at the bright tiles in the sky, not wanting to let go of any detail. He thought: He would never be a dim-witted, deaf-minded man like his father. He must clearly realize that Dahong Dynasty cannot create these things.
But since Dahong can't create it, where does it come from? !
Jing Changjia......
Brother Jia, this is definitely not any place in Hongchao. Where have you been?
Do you dare to commit treason just to leave me? !
The suppressed smell of blood surged into his throat again, and Yang Yiheng tightened his fingers tighter and tighter.
The music in the sky suddenly changed, and the scene in Mingwari followed suit. Those huge ships that made Yang Yiheng tremble seemed to be the most insignificant things, and they were lightly thrown aside by Ming Wa.
The picture was suddenly occupied by those distant buildings.
That is a completely different building from Dahong. They are neat and tall, without those delicate cornices, but with strange spires or domes on the top. The huge ships that made Yang Yiheng tremble were as small as embellishments under these buildings.
The light of day faded quickly, and darkness came in Mingwari.
Yang Yiheng's heart skipped a beat, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a smile appeared on his face.
Brother Jia, you have been smart all your life but you still made mistakes! Since you have deceived me into ascending to immortality, and the abode of immortals, how can it be dark!
You really just put on a show with Lin Huo, and perhaps even the investigation results of the Zhenfu Division were false. There are always so many people in your hands who are willing to sacrifice their lives for you...
It's easy to deceive just me, right?
He was clearly smiling, but he was also gritting his teeth, and his whole face was twisted into a terrifying look.
The prince only glanced at it and lowered his head in fear.
"Eunuch Wang." Yang Yiheng said coldly.
The prince responded quickly: "Your Majesty."
"Send someone to Tilin——"
The voice stopped suddenly, and he didn't speak again for a long time.
Eunuch Wang raised his head cautiously, only to see Yang Yiheng looking up at the sky, his eyes so red that they were about to burst!
Click——
There was an unusual sound from the door frame. Yang Yiheng slowly let go of his hand, and sawdust fell down with his movements.
