Zila...... Bang!

The miserable white electric light pierced the dark night sky in an instant, and after a thunderstorm, the torrential rain drifted down, as if God was weeping, and the majestic capital was soon drowned in this boundless night rain, and the hustle and bustle of the heavy rain was not a kind of silence!

However, this silence was broken by the sound of rapid horses' hooves, and I saw a fast horse braving the pouring rain, breaking through the heavy night, galloping along the official road to Chaoyangmen, and another 800-mile expedited delivery.

At this time, it was midnight, and the city gate had already been closed, but the 800-mile rush was not trivial, and the officers and soldiers in charge of guarding the city did not dare to slack off, and immediately opened the door and let them go after checking their identities.

Soon, this 800-mile expedited was sent to the cabinet room, which was on duty at 24 o'clock, and tonight happened to be the night shift of Sanfu Jia Yong.

Jia Ge Lao took the wet brown paper bag with a solemn expression, verified that the fire paint was undamaged, and then solemnly opened it and took out the urgent report inside.

"Alas, what an eventful time!" After reading the emergency report, Jia Yong couldn't help but sigh, and looked worriedly at the drifting rain outside the window, and the rain was pouring down the eaves, forming a large foggy rain curtain.

This urgent report was sent from Shandong, Mount Tai was earthquaked, and the earthquake was not light, you must know that Mount Tai is the place where the emperors of the previous dynasties sealed Zen, which is extraordinary. There is an idiom called stable as Mount Tai, and now even Mount Tai has shaken, is the world of the Ming Dynasty still stable?

I don't know whether it is a coincidence or there is a providence in the dark, throughout the history of thousands of years in China, once an earthquake occurs in the Taishan area, there will be a major event in the world, so there has always been a saying that Mount Tai is safe and the world is safe.

Especially in the feudal society, attach great importance to the movement of Mount Tai, in the eyes of the ancients, the earthquake in Mount Tai is a sign of God's wrath, it will punish the world, either change the dynasty, or a catastrophe, in short, the world is about to be turbulent, so it will cause great social panic.

For example, in the Han Dynasty, many emperors promulgated the "edict of sin" because of the earthquake in Mount Tai, and granted amnesty to the world, reducing the taxes and servitude of the people.

The Ming Dynasty also had a Taishan earthquake, the most recent Taishan earthquake was in the Chenghua years, when Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen was preparing to abolish the prince Zhu Youjiao, that is, the later Hongzhi Emperor, but at this time Mount Tai had a strong earthquake, the ministers immediately took the opportunity to write to dissuade, saying that the abolition of the prince was unlucky, resulting in the anger of the heavens, the world is unstable. Ming Xianzong was afraid, so he dispelled the idea of abolishing the prince, otherwise the history of the Ming Dynasty would be rewritten, and there would be no more so-called "Hongzhi Zhongxing".

At this moment, Jia Ge Lao took this urgent report of the Taishan earthquake, and felt heavy, should this Taishan earthquake be on Xu Ziqian? I have lost a pillar of the Ming Dynasty, and the world is going to be unstable?

"Come on, prepare an umbrella!" Jia Yong pulled the rope bell, instructed the servants on duty to prepare rain gear, put on the lantern and headed for the palace gate.

Now at this hour, although the palace gate has fallen, the Taishan earthquake is not trivial, and Jia Ge Lao still decided to report to the palace immediately.

At this time, the Qianqing Palace was still lit in the heart of the palace, Jiajing Emperor Zhu Houxi had not slept yet, he sat quietly on the throne, looking at the heavy rain outside the hall, his face was slightly pale, his eyes were dim, and the swaying palace lamp seemed to put a layer of autumn frost on the body of the young emperor.

"Dying before leaving the school, often makes heroes cry......" Jiajing lowered his head and chanted quietly, when he raised his head again, he was already in tears, and said to himself: "Xu Qing, you said that when you stand upstairs and look at the street, you can only see the garbage on the ground, and when you stand on the high mountain and look down, you see magnificent rivers and mountains. Stand high and see far away, I see far now, seven continents and four oceans, but who will accompany me to conquer this vast world, you have lost your trust, not to mention the seven states and four oceans, even the Hetao has not helped me get it back, you are not trustworthy! ”

The palace people in the palace were awe-inspiring and did not dare to make a sound, and no one dared to touch the emperor's moldy head at this time, because this was no different from looking for death.

However, at this time, there was a discordant sound of footsteps outside the hall, Jiajing wiped his eyes with his sleeve, raised his bloodshot eyes and looked out of the hall.

I saw two palace guards break through the rain curtain and hurriedly enter the Heart Cultivation Palace, and knelt on the ground from afar and said loudly: "Your Majesty, this is an eight-hundred-mile rush from outside the palace, please read it to the emperor." ”

The palace people's hearts were in a daze, and there were no more demon moths, so they hurriedly stepped forward, took the official document from the guards, and gave it to Jiajing on the throne with both hands.

Jiajing took the emergency report and opened it, and couldn't help but jump in his eyes, and suddenly threw the emergency report to the ground, stepped on it a few times, and roared like a trapped beast: "What did I do wrong, what did I do wrong!! ”

Everyone in the hall was so frightened that they fell to their knees and trembled, like a chilling cicada!

Jiajing stood up, as if drunk, and staggered to the back of the hall......

The heavy rain continued, and there were many sleepless people tonight, and the lights were still on in a room in Cining Palace.

"Ahem!" Several faint coughs came out of the window, and the flickering palace lamp projected a slender figure on the window paper.

In the room, Princess Yongfu sat behind the bookcase wearing only a white pajama shirt on her right side, her lips were so pale that there was no blood, her equally pale pretty face flickered in the light, the slender fingers of her right hand were tightly grasping a pen, writing slowly on rice paper, and her left hand covered her small mouth from time to time and coughed softly.

After a long time, Princess Yongfu put down her pen, and a palace maid waiting behind her hurriedly stepped forward to put on a thin coat for her, and persuaded: "Your Royal Highness Princess, it is already autumn now, and the hour is not early. ”

Princess Yongfu didn't answer, but silently looked at the two lines on the paper: Taiping was originally set by the general, and the general was not allowed to see Taiping!

The palace maid sighed secretly, as a personal maid who often accompanies the princess, how could she not know the princess's thoughts, and persuaded softly: "Your Royal Highness the princess, Lord Xu just fell into the sea and disappeared, maybe he will come back one day. Over the years, Lord Xu has fought in the south and the north, and even braved the arrows and stones on the front line, but he was unscathed, and his life was hard, how could he die young. The princess doesn't have to be too sad, if Lord Xu returns to Beijing safely one day, wouldn't it be sad in vain. ”

Princess Yongfu coughed lightly twice, two delicate blush appeared on her pretty face, and she waved her hand and said, "As long as you talk too much, burn it!" ”

Watching the palace maid burn the rice paper, Princess Yongfu went to bed, tossing and turning, until the heavy rain stopped, and a sigh of nothingness dispersed into the autumn wind.

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