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It was not until the hour of You, and the sky was already gray. Zhu Gaoxu looked at the scene outside the door. He clearly remembered that the sun had not set yet at this time yesterday.

The sunny sky that lasted for many days is probably coming. Clouds are covered with the sky, and it is just around the corner... However, the expected coolness has not arrived for a long time, and the sultry heat covers the entire world.

"It may rain this day." Zhu Gaoxu said, "Wang Gui, you will go to our place tonight. If it rains heavily, the road will be difficult to walk."

Wang Gui bowed and said, "Yes, Prince."

At this moment, Du Qianrui came in with a white porcelain plate. "Your Majesty, I have made some snacks. You should eat some cushion first." She lowered her head and placed the plate on the table.

Zhu Gaoxu didn't say a word.

The atmosphere became a little awkward. Wang Gui looked at the snacks on the plate and said in an exaggerated tone: "The color looks so good! Miss Du is skillful and has a very meticulous job. She is really kind to the prince."

Zhu Gaoxu blurted out: "I just don't know whether it is the thought or the scheming?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he clearly saw that Du Qianrui's shoulders shaking slightly, and his whole body's breath softened a little, like a withered flower. In an instant, Zhu Gaoxu's chest seemed to be stung by something, and he felt unpredictably painful.

Zhu Gaoxu endured it for a while before he could not say things to comfort himself. After all, Du Qianrui deceived him and had not yet admitted it, nor did he let go of his worries, worried that Du Qianrui would betray her...or did she not think there was anything wrong at all?

At this time, Du Qianrui looked up at Zhu Gaoxu. Her eyes were red and she looked at the plate on the table again. Zhu Gaoxu had no intention of eating at all.

"I am leaving and take my leave." Du Qianrui said, her voice was not emotional, neither pleased nor pitiful, as if she was narrating a boring trivial matter.

As usual, Zhu Gaoxu waved his hand gently and nodded in agreement.

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King Yan is crazy!

Suddenly, a news circulated among the people. For many years, the King of Yan was responsible for the northern military defense line of the Ming Dynasty. He walked on his feet and trembled a lot in the north. What a person! Such a person was crazy, but it was a big deal!

Soon, the most powerful people in the Peking government, the governor and the commander of the left and right, came to visit the Yan Palace together.

It was late June, and the weather was very hot and the few people were sweating all over, their vests were wet, and they wanted to strip naked and walk naked. But when they saw the King of Yan, they were shocked.

King Yan was wrapped in two quilts, and a stove was placed in front of him. He curled up in the quilt, tightening the corners of the quilt with his hands. He was sweating profusely while trembling all over, muttering: "Cold, so cold..."

Seeing this, the three of them looked at each other.

They left the Yan Prince's Mansion and discussed it and immediately sent the news to the capital.

In the afternoon of the same day, the servant of the commander Zhang Xin reported a news that he had seen the chief of the Yan Prince's Mansion go to the yamen of the governor's office. After hearing this, Zhang Xin murmured in his heart and couldn't help speculating on the inside.

The chief minister was named Ge Cheng... a chief minister of the royal palace, and it is necessary to interact with the governor's envoy? Zhang Xin thought that Ge Cheng had been to the capital as an envoy of the King of Yan before, and had he rebelled against the court?

Zhang Xin suddenly remembered the embarrassing experience two days ago. Visiting prostitutes was not a glorious thing. He actually only wore pants to meet people, which was very unpleasant. However, now when he thought of his suspicion for Ge Cheng, he felt that the place where he visited prostitutes was very secret and would not be suspicious by others.

...The wind blew in Peiping, if it didn't blow, it would be gone. When it blows, it would be like sand and stones!

The dust on the street was mixed with leaves and rags flew around the air. Passers-by covered their mouths and noses with their sleeves, and buried their heads and walked away.

"Ghost weather!" People walk in such weather and are eager to walk quickly and go into the house to hide, and their pace is much faster than usual. There are running and strodes on the street, and there are a scene of rushing and no longer the leisurely steps they usually have.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and layers of black balls surged in the sky, pressing down very low, making people feel very suffocating.

When Ge Cheng walked into the study of the governor Zhang Bing, he first slapped the dust on his body, took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose and vomited several times. "The dust is too big."

"Chief Ge is fine?" Zhang Bing's official position was higher, but he took the initiative to greet him.

Ge Cheng bolted the door with his backhand and came forward and whispered: "King Yan pretended to be crazy!"

"Ah?" Zhang Bing stared at her eyes and hurriedly came over.

Ge Changshi said: "It's a hot day, Tang Zun thought how long can the quilt of King Yan be wrapped? As soon as you left, he lifted his back."

Zhang Bing nodded immediately, looking deeply convinced.

Ge Changshi said again: "The officials were unable to participate in their conspiracy. The main reason was that the monk Yao Guangxiao was giving advice. There were also the strange wise and earthly priests recommended by Yao Guangxiao to the King of Yan, Yuan Gong who judged the beauty, and Jin Zhong who taught the divination... But the officials were sure that they had made up their minds to rebel!"

Zhang Bing's expression suddenly shook.

Ge Changshi's voice continued: "The King of Yan pretended to be crazy, just to numb the court. He planned and prepared his own goal behind his back and took the initiative!"

Zhang Bing didn't say anything, and he moved very quickly. He took two steps at once and rushed straight to the next to the desk. He didn't even have time to sit, so he reached out and grabbed the brush on the pen holder, held the brush in his right hand and dipped it back and forth quickly on the inkstone. A piece of white paper had been spread out with his left hand.

Then there was only the "rustling..." of the rapid friction between the pen and rice paper.

After Zhang Bing finished writing, he picked up the rice paper, his head swayed slowly, and the air in his mouth blew from right to left to the paper. He blew a few times and turned his head and said, "Now! Eight hundred miles are urgently delivered to the capital!"

...After four days and four nights, the messenger fell asleep against the wall at the gate of the Tongzheng Envoy Department. He was covered in dust, like a beggar who was living under someone's roof.

Huang Zicheng had already received the emergency report and immediately walked quickly towards the Imperial Gate.

The sky flashed suddenly, and a flash of lightning flashed across the towering Fengtian Gate Tower, as if a lightsword was about to split the huge tower into two petals. Huang Zicheng was worried, and after a moment, he suddenly made a loud "bang" sound, and his whole body trembled, and he was shocked.

Huang Zicheng subconsciously raised his head to look at the sky, and immediately narrowed his eyes into a slit, unable to open his eyes in the wind. The sky was dark, and it was broad in the daytime, but it seemed as if it was about to get dark.

The strong wind blew Huang Zicheng's robe against his skin. He reached out to hold the hat, for fear that the black hat would be blown away and would be out of protection. The wind was very strong, and the entire imperial city seemed to be shaking, almost falling.

"Bang!" Another loud bang, the violent and raging lightning thunder was speechless, and they were willing to indulge in the world. The strange tail of lightning was exposed, and they were swept away with politeness!

As soon as Huang Zicheng entered the Imperial Gate, raindrops as big as beans suddenly fell down, splashing on the floor tiles, and soon the air was shrouded in the white wind and rain.

He met the eunuch Wu Zhong, and accompanied by the eunuch, he entered the imperial gate to meet him.

Huang Zicheng paid a visit to the emperor and submitted an urgent report. Emperor Zhu Yunwen immediately asked someone to go to Xuan Qitai and other ministers to discuss urgent matters! It was raining heavily outside, but at this time, even if you put a knife on it, Qi Tai and others had to come over immediately!

Huang Zicheng's body was not wet by the rain, but his temples were messy and had no time to comb. When Qi Tai came in, Qi Tai was not so lucky. The lower half of the red robe was completely wet, and even the umbrella could not cover the violent rain.

Qi Tai still went forward to salute first.

Huang Zicheng said: "Master, things have become like this. I am afraid that the strategic steps I plan must be started in advance."

Zhu Yunwen said in an angry voice: "The King of Yan is so brave!"

Perhaps Qi Tai's clothes were wet, but seeing Huang Zicheng's whole body was dry and a little unbalanced. Qi Tai's face was very unhappy and turned to look at Huang Zicheng: "We are really ready to fight? Huang Siqing, have you ever seen a sword and gun battle formation?"

Huang Zicheng said: "Maybe it won't..."

After he said that, he bowed to the superiors: "Sir, I have already planned it well, and now I have to follow the steps and do the expected things, and it is nothing more than a while to advance the opportunity."

Zhu Yunwen above issued an unspecified tone.

Huang Zicheng said: "It is not advisable to go further. Yan envoy Deng Yong was still living in the ritual hall of the clan mansion. I asked for an order and immediately took Deng Yong down with the imperial guards and asked him to confess that the King of Yan would rebel!"

At this time, Qi Tai said: "I think I can skip this matter for the time being and respond to my colleagues in Peking first..."

Huang Zicheng frowned and said, "In what name? The Ming Dynasty, the country and the country have great righteousness first and then action! We have not discussed these steps?"

Zhu Yunwen said in his voice: "I will follow the advice of Huang Siqing." He was silent for a long time and said: "You guys go down and do it, let it go and start doing it!"

It was daytime, and there was no light inside the Imperial Gate, but the light was dim and dark at this time. Suddenly, the wide and grand Imperial Gate seemed to become gloomy.

...The first person to be imprisoned was Yan envoy Deng Yong. Before he could figure out what was going on, he went to prison and was beaten up.

Deng Yong first shouted for justice and tried his best to question him, but no one told him what was going on, and then he was blocked. The jailer just beat him up to pieces and was half dead.

In the dark prison, the fire swayed and flickered, and screams echoed in a hazy place.

Finally calmed down, and the stuff blocked Deng Yong's mouth was pulled out, but he was no longer able to shout. He raised his head with difficulty and spitted a mouthful of blood. At this time, he heard a burst of rapid footsteps, from far to near.

A red-robed official silently grabbed Deng Yong's torn clothes and wiped it on his right hand a few times. Then Guan'er grabbed his right thumb and poked it in a cold box, then pressed it on a piece of paper.

After Guan'er finished these trivial matters, he took the person who accompanied him without saying a word and quickly left again. Still no one spoke.

The jailer who beat Deng Yong also walked away, leaving only Deng Yong locked there. Until now, he still hasn't figured out...
Chapter completed!