[Chu Liuxiang] Chuanbo

The legendary prime minister in black is already very old, with a white beard, and he is lying on the rocking chair, seemingly drowsy, as if he is no different from the old people outside who are slowly recuperating from diseases.But Xie Qinghe raised 12 points of caution, preparing to deal with all possible problems.

After serving hot tea for the two, the little monk withdrew, and there were only two people in the meditation room: one sat and the other stood.

"Yesterday, Dai Lun advised the grandson, saying that the lieutenant colonel has become more and more disrespectful in order to please His Royal Highness." The old and young teachers said slowly: "It is really inappropriate to go in and out of the forbidden palace without even wearing an official uniform. From the color of the clothes to the top and bottom, and the hunting thing is too loose, it is really not suitable for the status of the crown prince. The person who left the Taisun Palace without the official uniform is you, right?"

Xie Qinghe didn't expect Yao Guangxiao's beginning to be like this, and what's more, he actually met the emperor's grandson once and was swept away like this.He saluted politely, and then said in a tone that he thought he was unlucky: "You are right, that person is me, the junior visited the grandson the day before yesterday, and when he came out, he met a civil servant, but he didn't know who it was. "

Yao Guangxiao ignored him, and said to himself: "There are a group of literati who have lost their minds because of reading. They really think that they can rule the world by being gentle, courteous and thrifty, and reciting some sage's words. Hehe, the love of Emperor Jianwen Huang Zicheng is average, stupid."

Xie Qinghe hunched over, not understanding why the young prince was talking to him. After all, he Xie Qinghe, who was not considered a serious court official, didn't feel bored talking about this with a gangster?

Yao Guangxiao sat up and looked at Xie Qinghe: "You must think that my old man is stupid to say this to a brat like you, right?"

Xie Qinghe's waist bent even deeper: "You don't dare! Please don't think I'm stupid, young master. I beg you to enlighten me."

"Cough cough hahaha," Monk Daoyan coughed and laughed a few times, his voice sounded like a bellows, "Speaking is still decent. Let me tell you, after all, he is Xie Jin Jielun's nephew, even if he is not as good as him Literary talent and insight, family background will not be too bad, just sit down."

Xie Qing and Xie Liao sat down, carefully sat on the edge of the chair, and listened carefully to the old man's words.

Yao Guangxiao asked about his errands, if there are any new clues now, he said after listening, "Your errands are done well, and you are considered smart. In the past, there were people from Jianghu who also ran such errands for the emperor, but they wanted to use this as a springboard." Expand your power, and in the end you kill yourself, and your cleverness is misunderstood by your cleverness."

Xie Qing said: "Thanks to the support and guidance of the seniors, and the help of friends in the world, the juniors can make some achievements."

Yao Guangxiao waved his hands impatiently: "There's no need to say those false words. I made a fortune a month ago, and the hexagram said 'weak the tail, stingy' and said 'it's good for travel, it's advisable to enter the capital, and the teacher goes northwest'. Before I wrote another letter to the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain. I searched and searched, and I am afraid that this hexagram should be on your body. I called you here for no other reason, just to give you a few words."

"Please teach me, Master."

"Your Majesty is deeply concerned about that incident, and has always hoped to find a solution for the descendants of Jianwen, which is also true. Personal grievances can be solved by others, and others will have no way, but if the master of the Wansheng Pavilion is really the empress of Jianwen Man, how are you doing?" Yao Guangxiao's cloudy eyes suddenly sparkled, and he asked Xie Qinghe again: How are you doing?

Xie Qinghe was taken aback, and instinctively wanted to say that he would sue Hu Wei and his grandson, and then...but he felt that Yao Guangxiao didn't want to hear this answer.

"I..." Xie Qinghe thought of a lot in a flash. Wudang, who had to submit to the emperor to let his disciples do dirty work for the royal family, Fang Siming, who should be happy to be rescued by others, but couldn't get rid of it because of selfish desires, and the originally festive full moon banquet became Mingyue Villa in the slaughterhouse, "I will kill him directly!"

Yao Guangxiao patted the rocking chair and laughed: "A child can be taught. Although the old man thinks that you don't think so far, the method is right. What I want to tell you is that if it is confirmed that it is Zhu Wengui, kill him! Do it yourself, Or let someone in the martial arts do it, and simply kill him, not only for the court, even for the sake of Jianghu, he will never be left alive!"

Xie Qinghe somewhat understood what Yao Guangxiao meant. Since the Wansheng Pavilion could know the emperor's whereabouts, and could also place people in the various sects, if the Wansheng Pavilion master was alive, let alone whether he would bite.Suspicious, the emperor wondered how many more people were about to fall to the ground and lose their lives.

"I guess you know how to relieve the pain of homelessness." Yao Shaoshi's old voice came, "I am old, and this Great Ming Dynasty belongs to His Majesty, and my grandson is a smart man. Old man, there is nothing to worry about. Worrying, I just hope that fewer people will die."

This is Yao Guangxiao, who only stirred up the situation with one hand and encouraged the King of Yan to raise troops. It can be said that he single-handedly pulled Emperor Jianwen from the throne—Xie Qinghe had heard the legend of this old man since he was a child. I feel that the prime minister in black is really old.

Beiping Street was bustling with people. Some court officials who had already moved to the north sent their family members out to make purchases. The nobles who had not yet moved to the north were also busy preparing their own mansions.This street is bustling with people, and if you listen carefully, most of them are conversations between wood and stone merchants and customers, or they are flower and tree merchants.

For Xie Qinghe, who was lucky enough to enter the Taisun Palace in the two capitals, there is no difference between the palace city of Beiping and the one in Jinling, they are both like a large landlord's compound.

Alas, the aesthetics of the royal family in this dynasty, Xie Qinghe thought about the imperial court's decree to build, but the main body of the Wudang Mountain buildings is Taoist style, which seems much more spacious.The two capitals are cramped and narrow, and after seeing it, there is no majestic momentum.As for the decoration, oh, Xie Shaoxia is such a polite person, he didn't look at the decoration at all.

Instead, he thought of the last news that Young Master Yao told him. Recently, some unknown people in Beiping had plotted to assassinate court officials. Jin Yiwei sent the case file to Prince Young Master after investigation.Because the deceased were all people who were suspected to be related to Jianwen's survivors, the rebellious party, and people who were later found to be related to the Wansheng Pavilion, and these people were obviously tortured before their death.

Yao Guangxiao sighed: "The rain is about to come, I don't know who is watching behind it, after you go back, you have to tell Ding You's Hu Weng, be careful."

Who is watching those people?Xie Qing and he couldn't figure it out, Wansheng Pavilion and Zhu Wengui would not destroy the Great Wall to kill the hidden survivors and sympathizers, and the young master said so, obviously the court did not do it, who else?

The imperial court...the imperial court, Xie Qinghe remembered what the emperor grandson said the day before yesterday that the Xie family was fine in Liaodong and had settled down.Xie Qinghe smiled self-deprecatingly, the royal family is like this, the courtiers offer their loyal ministers and blood, and the other party will only express their gratitude if they are moved, otherwise they just nod their heads to express their acceptance.

In fact, it was quite boring, Xie Qinghe strolled on the street, felt that the imperial court and the people there were very boring, not as interesting as retreating in Wudang Mountain.

Xie Qinghe planned to go back to his residence after dinner, but saw a somewhat familiar face in the restaurant, that person was... the little boy from Anxiang—Yin Lai, he was wearing shorts, looked like a boy, and was in a hurry walking down the street.

Throwing down the money, Xie Qinghe picked up the meat buns and left, followed Yinlai from a distance, watched him come to a large mansion, and turned back and forth several times.Xie Qinghe was puzzled in his heart, and at the same time felt uneasy, this was obviously what Anxiang would do after the assassination: take a look at the terrain and environment in advance, so as to decide where to enter and exit.

Could it be that he wanted to assassinate someone in this house?

Xie Qinghe left quietly, bought a melon at the fruit stand opposite the house, threw a penny to the peddler, and signaled him not to look for it: "Brother, let me ask you something, who owns the big house over there? Look so imposing!"

With a southern accent, he asked the fruit seller who owned the house, and the younger brother You Rongyan replied: "That's the house of Lin Fang, the right servant of the Ministry of Industry, that's a dutiful son! This house belongs to Emperor Yongle Given!"

Lin Fang... Xie Qinghe is not very familiar with this person, but the right servant of the Ministry of Industry is not considered a lowly official, but what does it have to do with Anxiang.Xie Qinghe was a little worried, he thought of what the young master said about the recent assassination of court officials, and made up his mind, Xie Qinghe first wrote a letter to Hu Wei in his hometown Dingyou.

Then I found a suitable and hidden place to hide, and waited until late at night.Xie Qinghe yawned and was still staring at the corner door of the house. According to his guess, if it was him, he would use the tree next to the corner door to hide his figure, and then...the man came!

The person who came didn't put Yinlai's face on his face, but Xie Qinghe was sure that this was the same person!I saw him nimbly jumping up the high wall under the cover of the branches, and then slipped into the yard. Xie Qinghe followed after waiting for about half a quarter of an hour.He leaned against the wall and headed towards the only room with lights on, then jumped onto the roof nimbly, lay down on the roof under the cover of the night, lifted a tile, and watched the movement inside.

The old man inside seemed to be Lin Fang. He was tied to a chair and gagged by Yin Lai, who whispered something around him.The two seemed to be at a stalemate. The old man turned his head away from him, and Yinlai took out his dagger.The situation was not good, Xie Qinghe felt that this was a threat to kill someone without saying anything.

"Stop!" Xie Qinghe descended from the sky, knocked down the dagger in Yinlai's hand with a tile, and blocked Lin Fang.Yinlai was taken aback for a moment, and he also recognized Xie Qinghe, and because of the noise from the roof, a nurse ran over from outside.Yin Lai was not in love with the fight, so he left quickly, Xie Qing and Lin Fang didn't care about it and immediately chased them out.

There was already a lot of noise behind the bright lights, but Xie Qinghe only stared at the small figure and ran wildly. After a few miles away from the house, Xie Qinghe shouted: "Yin Lai, stop!"

He turned a deaf ear to the sound, who knew that such a small man could run so well, from the inner city to the outer city wharf!Xie Qinghe was out of breath after chasing him, but he saw that Yinlai jumped onto a boat, it was all over now, he sighed, he ran away!

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The Forbidden City is really cramped and cramped, and it feels overwhelming to look at it. It is no wonder that the emperors of the Ming and Qing Dynasties were either willing to go to the West or the Garden.

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