Daming heir

After many days, Zhu Yunxi finally walked out of the Xicheng project site.

Outside is Yingtian City, which is immersed in the lively atmosphere of the Spring Festival.

At this time, there were already many people on the street.

In order to enrich the Spring Festival atmosphere and stimulate Yingtian’s economic growth. Yingtianfu started to organize targeted activities in every festival a few years ago to create a festive atmosphere.

Just like the current Spring Festival.

The streets are full of red lanterns, and the walls on the street are covered with blessing characters.

The parades organized by Yingtian Prefecture and Two Counties put on various performances.

It’s just that the busiest part has to wait until night.

At that time, Yingtian City was the busiest during the festival.

Under the promotion of Zou Xueyu, the then prefect of Yingtian, the Ming Dynasty had already abolished the curfew policy on most festivals.

But when Zhu Yunxi followed Zhu Ping out of the Xicheng project site and walked on the street to the Imperial City. The people along the street avoided them.

Except for the blood stains on Zhu Ping's body, the group of soldiers he brought with him was not much better.

All of them were murderous.

Looking at every person on the street, everyone wants to be beheaded.

However, no one in the court said a word to Zhu Ping as he walked through the city with such murderous intent.

Ever since Zhu Ping was working locally two years ago and was almost injured because he was ambushed by gangsters, he has always been followed by a group of soldiers.

This matter was arranged by the old man himself.

Who dares to say a word?

After all, they are the accomplices of villains and traitors.

Zhu Yunxi's journey was uneventful, passing by Taisun's Mansion and entering the imperial city.

As he said, Zhu Xi did not take Zhu Yunxi to the palace, but went directly to the Ancestral Temple in the south of the imperial city.

As soon as I entered the Ancestral Temple.

The soldiers around Zhu Xi retreated and disappeared.

I thought I was going to wash up and rest.

As usual, Zhu Xi went to the side hall next to the main hall of the Imperial Ancestral Temple to wash up.

This place has now become his permanent residence in Yingtian.

Even though the imperial court had built a Qin Palace for him in Beijing very early, Zhu Ping would never stay there for one night. On the contrary, he was particularly keen to stay in the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

Zhu Yunxi followed Zhu Ping.

He moved a chair and sat down.

Then he watched Zhu Xi take off his outer robe, roll up his sleeves and start washing them randomly.

After a while.

Zhu Xi finally cleaned himself up and put on a clean Tuanlong uniform.

Zhu Yunxi stepped forward and handed a cup of freshly brewed tea to Zhu Xi.

Zhu Xi took the tea cup and took a sip, making a happy sound in his mouth.

Then he looked at Zhu Yunxi and said: "Every time I come back, I always go to the main hall to kneel down and offer incense in front of my ancestors. You happen to be here, so come with me."

Zhu Yunxi nodded and followed Zhu Xi.

The uncle and nephew entered the main hall of the Ancestral Temple.

Shangfang is the ancestor of the old Zhu family who was named after the old man founded the country.

God's statue, portrait, confession, everything is available.

Zhu Xi took two portions of incense from the side, one for each of him and Zhu Yunxi.

The two used incense candles in front of the crime to light incense and offer incense.

Stand in front of the temple and bow to the ancestors in front of you, then burn incense and kneel down.

During the whole process, neither of them said a word.

Until Zhu Xi raised his head on the futon, straightened his upper body, and looked deeply at the statues and portraits above.

"You said that our ancestors, when they were alive, never thought that one day they would be named emperors and empresses, and receive endless tributes from future generations."

It is a common practice to take exams before pursuing a title.

Zhu Yunxi smiled: "Perhaps this is to let us descendants understand that it is not easy for our ancestors to start a business."

Zhu Xi just chuckled.

"One day, you will also go to the wall."

He means that in the future Zhu Yunxi will ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor, and after his death, he will be enshrined in this temple.

The Imperial Ancestral Temple has always had rules.

For example, how many emperors should be hung and which emperors should be hung on the wall.

These are all particular.

Zhu Yunxi smiled and said nothing.

If that day comes, it will be after his death.

He still doesn't understand in life, who cares what he will do after death.

Zhu Xi added: "I asked you to come here because I actually wanted to have a few words with you. You, sometimes you are too scheming and lose the vitality that young people should have. This is not good."

Without waiting for Zhu Yunxi to explain.

Zhu Xi put his hand on Zhu Yunxi's shoulders in front of his ancestors, and then pulled him out of the hall.

And he also continued: "Don't worry so much. What is there to worry about? What is there to be afraid of? If someone really makes you unhappy, you can talk to your second uncle.

You don't even have to come, just ask someone to send you a note.

If you find it difficult to handle it yourself, your old uncle will do it for you.

Regardless of whether it is beheading or ransacking homes? Second uncle is good at it! "

This man is as reckless as ever.

Zhu Yunxi finally laughed.

Seeing his eldest nephew's reaction, Zhu Xi burst into laughter.

"Think about it, is this what my second uncle said? Leave it alone, if it makes us uncomfortable, then we'll be done with it.

No matter how hard it is, it can't be stronger than the knife in our hands? The men were so unhappy that they killed all the men and threw all the women into the Jiaofang Department. "

With a smile on his face, Zhu Yunxi put his backhand on his second uncle's shoulder.

The two of them looked like they were arm-in-arm for a moment. Now, at the entrance of the main hall of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, behind were the shrines and portraits of the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty, and the two of them were laughing unbridled.

By the time Zhu Yunxi left the Ancestral Temple, he already smelled of alcohol and the sky was getting dark.

The second uncle is a little unreasonable.

When he couldn't drink enough, he started driving people away.

It's completely shameless to act shameless.

He walked out of the palace gate, and in front of him was the Jiaofang Secretary.

In fact, according to what Zhu Ping said just now in the Ancestral Temple, it does make sense.

A woman who can be in the Jiaofang Division.

Except for those purchased by Jiaofangsi himself from the private sector, most of them were women from criminal officials and gentry families.

Such a woman is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Only then can it be considered superior.

Understand people's hearts and understand what the guests they welcome and send really want.

Even the top courtesan on the Qinhuai River side was bought by the master, trained since childhood, and selected from thousands of miles away.

As for the Jiaofang Division, there are many of them. It’s just that now Zhu Yunxi has no interest in going to Jiaofang Sibai for prostitution.

Wander the streets.

Zhang Hui arrived at his side quietly.

"Your Highness, happy New Year!"

Zhang Hui has changed a lot now.

The most obvious thing is that his originally gloomy face is now smiling at all times.

At this moment, Zhang Hui was smiling and stood in front of Zhu Yunxi with a slight bow.

"Happy New Year."

Zhu Yunxi replied, then reached into his pocket and dug through it.

All the red envelopes were given out at the Xicheng project site last night.

Jin Ye didn't know which bastard had taken him away.

Zhu Yunxi looked at Zhang Hui with a smile on his face, so he had to take off the jade pendant from his waist and stuff it into his hand.

Zhang Hui immediately exclaimed: "It's heavy! It's heavy! It's too heavy! But since it was given by His Highness, I don't dare to say goodbye, so I thanked Your Highness."

"Find a fight!"

Zhu Yunxi pretended to be slightly angry, glared at Zhang Hui, and then continued walking: "You haven't been to prison recently?"

Zhang Hui shook his head: "I brought out a few apprentices earlier, and they have learned quite well. Now they can also meet the needs of the hospital."

As he spoke, Zhang Hui subconsciously made a few random gestures with his palms out of habit.

Zhu Yunxi's mouth twitched.

Now Jin Yiwei's gang of bastards are becoming more and more shameless.

Whatever happens in the prison now, these guys will be able to get involved in the needs of Tai Hospital.

In an instant, what was originally a dark and gloomy matter turned out to be upright and full of greatness.

Zhang Hui followed Zhu Yunxi with a smile and glanced lightly around him.

After making sure that all the guards who were secretly following him were there, he felt relieved.

"Your Highness, the city has not been very peaceful recently. If you want to see the Spring Festival Night Market, Dongshui Pass is a good place to go."

Zhu Yunxi smiled: "Isn't it the Qinhuai River past Dongshuiguan?"

Zhang Hui immediately said: "Gongyuan Street on the north bank is very lively. It is the most visited place in the city recently. The little train along the river is almost going to get angry with the tourists."

"The little train is always on fire..."

Zhu Yunxi continued to put pressure on Zhang Hui.

Zhang Hui's face tightened a little, and then he came closer to Zhu Yunxi.

He whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: "Today, by chance, those few people just went out and went to Gongyuan Street to play."

Zhu Yunxi was satisfied.

He said quietly: "You are really anxious. It seems that you came to Yingtian years ago?"

Zhang Hui sneered: "They are all in a hurry. The one who is farthest entered the city at the same time as last night."

Zhu Yunxi's pace quickened a little: "Have everything been arranged outside?"

Zhang Hui replied: "Everything has been arranged. Three teams are divided into light and dark and surveillance. This time everyone will be found."

"There is no need to rush." ​​Zhu Yunxi said emphatically, and continued: "Pass the news and let them investigate bit by bit. Learn to follow the clues and find out how these people are connected, and then come up with a solution. What will happen in the future? Stop this kind of thing.”

Zhang Hui nodded.

Not long after, the two of them had crossed the bridge and reached Gongyuan Street.

Standing at the street entrance, you can feel the bustle, and the crowds are rubbing shoulders with each other on the street.

The small train track by the river has now grown from one to two, circulating in a loop.

Yingtian Mansion has invested a huge amount of resources in Gongyuan Street, the most famous tourist spot in Yingtian City, as if it wants to make it the most colorful street in the world.

And when the two small trains meet, the atmosphere is at its most lively.

Because the speed of the car is controlled very slowly.

Even these relatively conservative Central Plains people would stretch out their hands by the car window and high-five the people on the train opposite.

At the beginning, there were a lot of jokes because of things like this.

There are even some naughty children who deliberately get dirty things on their hands.

For this reason, Yingtian Mansion now sends government officials to follow the car every day.

Once caught like this.

So sorry.

After the train stops running tonight, the cleaning work of the vehicles will be left to these lucky people.

Next to the small train by the river, there is a row of stalls built by Yingtianfu.

There is no booth fee.

But what you do must be recognized by the people.

Once the number of complaints in the complaint box next to the stall reaches a certain level, you have to leave Gongyuan Street.

There is always an open space between the stalls with varying numbers.

This is reserved for those who go to the city and rely on their craftsmanship to eat.

And these places are also the most crowded places on Gongyuan Street.

Craftsmanship and talent from all over the world are performed here.

Swallowing swords in the mouth and smashing rocks in the chest are considered inconspicuous.

Zhu Yunxi merged into the crowd quietly.

He was not wandering aimlessly.

Under Zhang Hui's guidance, he soon saw his first goal tonight.

She was a little girl who was no more than 28 years old, wearing a lake green double-breasted coat, a pale white embroidered horse-faced skirt, and a same-colored double-sided embroidered plum blossom robe.

The girl does not apply any powder on her face, but she wears pink on her face.

A pair of bright eyes, with the eyelashes flashing, are particularly cute.

Beside the girl was a maid and a nun.

The maid was full of curiosity about the prosperity of the capital, and she just stared at the tradesman who was performing a melon growing on a vine in front of her.

The nanny had guarded eyes and looked at the people coming and going around her from time to time, as if she didn't like this place very much. He glanced at his young lady several times, as if he wanted to take her away from here.

Zhang Hui said in Zhu Yunxi's ear: "The man from Wuxi is named Song Liuhong, and his father is Wuxi Song Zihua."

Zhu Yunxi nodded: "The Donglin Nunnery in Wuxi was renovated and expanded by her father Song Zihua."

Zhang Hui whispered: "That's that person. Song Zihua was the official of the former Yuan Dynasty. When this dynasty was founded, His Majesty recruited talents from all over the world, and Song Zihua was originally one of them. But he refused to be a Jinshi because he was not knowledgeable and did not dare to join. Officials are afraid of delaying the country and harming the people."

Zhu Yunxi listened quietly, with a sneer on his face: "In the final analysis, we still look down on our Zhu family."

Zhang Hui snorted: "In the archives, Song Zihua did have some remarks that were dissatisfied with the court and the royal family. He reported them to His Majesty everywhere, but His Majesty was kind and said that everyone in the world is the same and it is impossible for anyone to make them Everyone likes it. He, Song Zihua, doesn't like the royal family, so both parties will be fine."

"Since we are all well, why does Song Zihua want to send his daughter to Yingtian now?" Zhu Yunxi sneered, showing disdain.

Zhang Hui thought for a while and replied: "After Song Zihua renovated and expanded Donglin Nunnery, he often gave lectures there and became quite famous in Wuxi. Over the years, he actually taught several Jinshi.

Since His Highness initiated the imperial examination system, more people from Song Zihua's Donglin Nunnery entered the court.

The subordinates thought that although Song Zihua was not in the court, he was the best candidate, so they were pushed out and sent their daughter to Beijing to wait for the opportunity. "

Zhu Yunxi just smiled at this.

"This little girl looks quite decent."

"I actually saw it." (End of chapter)