That young master and great man is naturally Wang Xian, who has disappeared for a long time!

When Yicheng retreated, Wang Xian also took the steamed bun handed by the little monk with a fierce face next to him, and devoured the toon sprouts and pickles.

This group of monks who are in a crazy hurry and reincarnated as evil ghosts are naturally the cadres of Qingshou Temple! On that day, Ji Gang suddenly attacked, and Wang Xian received the order of his teacher. Yao Guangxiao asked him to take the prince to Zhenjiang, and then rush to the capital within three days!

Although Wang Xian didn't understand what the old monk meant, in this kind of matter, the old monk would never cheat him.

Since you can't understand it, let's do it. Wang Xian took the prince's family out of the capital, and after sending them to Zhenjiang, he went north to the capital non-stop! It was really day and night, rain or shine, and it took only two days to reach the border of Cangzhou. Of course, the price is also very heavy, even the monks and guards were nearly 100 people when they set off, and now the six adults have fallen behind, and the only ones who can hold on to the present are the forty masters in front of them!

The hand in it is not too high, only Wang Xianhe is also first. I also grew up on horseback, so I can naturally hold it. Wang Xian really relied on one breath...... He felt like he had been trampled by an elephant, and his buttocks were even more like he had been burned with a soldering iron, and he wanted to fall to the ground in one fell swoop. But he kept shouting to himself - I must hold on! Take them to Beijing in time! Because it's about the lives of all people in my world!

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"Senior brother, what are we going to the capital for?" Xinci couldn't help it, and asked Wang Xiandao in a low voice. Although the voice was small, everyone heard it, and they all brushed their ears up!

"I don't know." Wang Xian shook his head frankly and said, "The master only said that he would know when he arrived in the capital. ”

"That's good." After listening to such a perfunctory answer, all the monks were so satisfied that they didn't even ask about the cunning ghost-like kindness.

'Old monk! Look what everyone is superstitious about you! Don't drop the chain! Wang Xian gritted his teeth and ate his meal, and at this time, finally a person with hair appeared - it was Zhou Yong. Zhou Yong saw that everyone was eating so deliciously, and he couldn't bear to speak. Wang Xian had already seen him, and asked in a deep voice, "Is the horse ready?" ”

"Yes." Zhou Yong said softly: "Adults can eat for a while......"

"It's too late." Wang Xian held on to the back of the chair, slowly stood up, stuffed a steamed bun into his arms and said, "Let's eat it right away." ”

The monks also stood up, stuffed the steamed buns into their arms, and followed Wang Xian out of the main hall. Outside the main hall, Young Master Xianyun was meditating on his knees. He has a long internal strength, and he is also very tired, and he is seizing a little bit of time to meditate and pranayama...... As for why he didn't enter the house, it was probably because this future Wudang was in charge of the sect and was guilty of a monk.

Seeing Wang Xian come out, Xianyun stood up and followed him to the courtyard. In the courtyard, the war horses were ready, and everyone got on their horses in the rain and left the post station with a roar.

At this time, the Yicheng boiled the porridge and rushed over, but the figures of the monks were gone. Looking at the two big iron pot gruel, Yi Cheng couldn't help but sigh: "Who is drinking so much gruel...... for."

The sun is shining in Beijing, and it is the time of autumn.

The West Garden, where Emperor Yongle lived, was full of all kinds of chrysanthemums.

Yongle actually doesn't like flowers, he doesn't like any flowers! But his late Empress Xu was a lover of flowers, especially the noble chrysanthemum. So every year at this time, Zhu Di will let people fill the palace with chrysanthemums to remember his favorite woman......

At this time, the Yongle Emperor, wearing a cyan civilian robe, was looking at a rare black chrysanthemum. His ears were not wordless, and he listened to an old, thin, white-haired eunuch whispering: "According to reliable information, that person appeared near Nanjing, visited the tomb of Prince Yiwen, and met with the old woman." ”

Anger appeared on Zhu Di's face, and he asked in a cold voice, "What does Ji Gang eat?" What do the mausoleum guards eat? What does Hu Hao eat! actually let him jump back to the capital! ”

"That's what the emperor said." The old eunuch said in a dark voice: "There must be something strange in this, if those slaves can do their duty, how can they let him jump back to the capital?!" ”

"Don't leave since you're back!" Zhu Di said in a deep voice: "You go in person, and you must leave him behind with Hu Hao!" Saying that, he gritted his teeth and said, "Who dares to stop it, kill!" Not! Pardon! ”

"Yes." The old eunuch was not surprised by the emperor's orders...... Although everyone knows that the current Emperor Jianwen has become a lost dog, and he cannot threaten the emperor's rule at all. But this wise emperor completely ignored this, and chasing and killing Jianwen had become an obsession in his heart. Even the importance of 'completing the pursuit' itself has surpassed that of Jianwen - this is about the dignity of the emperor!

More than ten years of chasing and killing, but there is no result. Emperor Yongle is absolutely intolerable!

"It's just ......," the old eunuch said with some concern: "What about the emperor's safety?" ”

"Those who can kill me have been killed by me." Zhu Di said proudly: "You go, let's go!" ”

"Obey the order, the old slave retires." The old eunuch responded, but he didn't see any movement on his feet, and the whole person slowly fell back.

Retreating outside the palace gate, the old eunuch turned around and saw his grandson Zhu Zhanji coming over.

"His Royal Highness." The old eunuch bowed slightly, and there was no smile on his face.

Zhu Zhanji didn't think he was angry, but smiled enthusiastically: "You are well." ”

"Thanks to you." The old eunuch nodded imperceptibly.

"I'm here to see Grandpa." Zhu Zhanji didn't seem surprised by the old eunuch's arrogant reaction, and still said very affectionately: "Grandpa Huang is not here? ”

"The emperor is here, let's go in." The old eunuch said a word, and was about to go out, but saw Zhu Zhanji find a thick arm of He Shou Wudao.

"I got two thousand-year-old He Shou Wu, one big one for the imperial grandfather, and one smaller one, so I will honor you when you are old."

The old eunuch glanced at He Shouwu, obviously unmoved, hesitated for a moment before taking it, and said softly: "Your Highness Xie." Although it was a thank you, it seemed to give Zhu Zhanji face to the boss.

What's even cheaper is that Zhu Zhanji actually thought the same way, and said happily: "It's good if you don't dislike it." ”

The old eunuch smiled and didn't speak, and left.

Looking at his back, Zhu Zhanji breathed a sigh of relief. This inconspicuous old eunuch is one of the three most trusted people of the Yongle Emperor - the other two are Zheng He, the eunuch of the Three Treasures, and Yao Guangxiao, the master of Daoyan! Compared to these two who are famous all over the world, this old eunuch is as unobtrusive as dust. But Zhu Zhanji knew that the weight of this old eunuch was even heavier than the previous two, and befriending him would definitely get the most generous reward, even if the return was far away......

Shaking his head and getting rid of miscellaneous thoughts, Zhu Zhanji entered the main hall and met his imperial grandfather.

"Grandson to see the emperor's grandfather."

"What's the matter?"

"The third uncle asked his grandson to report to the emperor's grandfather, and the relevant matters for tomorrow's autumn festival have been arranged," Zhu Zhanji said softly.

"Got it." Zhu Di looked at his grandson, "Why didn't he say it himself?" ”

"I don't know." Zhu Zhanji shook his head.

The expression on Zhu Di's face gradually relaxed, and finally smiled: "Is your hunting bow ready?" ”

"My grandson has hung the strings with his own hands, and they have been adjusted to the best condition." Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "Grandpa Huang will see me show off my skills tomorrow!" ”

"Haha, okay." Zhu Di swept away the gloom in his heart and nodded with a smile.

"Which one does Grandpa Huang use?" Zhu Zhanji asked: "'Shooting the Condor' or 'Sunset'?" ”

"Take whatever." Zhu Di smiled and said, "I don't need to rely on hunting to shake my majesty!" It's just an activity to move your muscles! ”。

Less than thirty miles south from Beijing's Yongding Gate, you will see a magnificent palace gate - the Big Red Gate. This gate is the north gate of the royal hunting garden of the Yuan and Ming dynasties. This hunting garden was called Feifangbo in the Yuan Dynasty, because the princes and nobles of the Yuan Dynasty often trained Haidongqing to hunt here.

In this dynasty, the Yongle Emperor set Beiping as Beijing, and decided to move the capital, stayed in Beijing for many years, in order to release excess energy, he expanded the hunting grounds of the Yuan Dynasty dozens of times, repaired more than 120 miles of walls, renamed Nanhaizi, exclusively for his own horse hunting.

It is common for the emperor to go to Nanhaizi, and the officials and guards are also familiar with the road, and in the first two days, they sent troops to go through Haizili, which has two functions, one is to find out the distribution of wild beasts in it, so that the emperor can play happily the next day. The second is to check whether there are Tibetans hidden inside, and Sensei said that there are assassins, that is, there are hunters who sneaked in through the wall, and if they collided with the holy driver, they could not afford to be guilty.

On the first day of the hunting, the Yulin army was stationed, guarding the four gates of Haizi, and sending troops to patrol along the wall to ensure the emperor's safety. But at this time, don't go to the sea, otherwise you will scare away the beast, what else is the emperor playing?

At the same time, the internal and external officials of Honglu Temple, the Imperial Horse Supervisor, and the Imperial Eunuch will also arrive in advance to prepare for the diet and daily life of the emperor and the dragon grandson the next day. On the morning of the day of the Autumn Festival, all the arrangements were made, and the emperor arrived.

Before the end of the day, Emperor Yongle, accompanied by the grandson, King Zhao and a cadre of noble generals, came to the Great Red Gate. Emperor Yongle did not ride his giant horse, but rode a famous yellow horse, wearing a light bright yellow hunting suit, with a sleeveless armor on the outside, a fur and a tartar hat on his head, a treasure knife hanging from his waist, a quiver hanging in the saddle, and a carved bow on his back.

The princes of Zhao Wang, the grandson next to him, also dressed similarly, and at first glance looked like a group of Mongolian nobles...... This is the costume of the prince when he went out hunting in the early Ming Dynasty, with a strong Mengyuan legacy.

When I arrived at the hunting ground, I saw a forest of flags in front of me, and my banner was full of Jiannu generals with falcon hounds...... These are the respective domestic slaves of the princes, and when they saw Emperor Yongle, they knelt on the ground together and shouted long live.