"Kill from a distance, don't scare the young prince!"
He Guangyi held his hands behind his back, and there was no blood on his body, but his words were full of blood.
Princess Ma of Huai held her sleeping child in her arms, covered his ears with her hands, and burst into tears in the room. Several loyal old servants stood beside her in horror, their faces pale and bloodless.
The men of the Jin Yiwei started killing from the outside and continued into the inner chamber of the palace.
Dangdang, He Guangyi knocked on the door softly outside. The people in the room suddenly became excited. Ma was hugging the child and curled up in a corner of the bed.
"The emperor's grandson said that we two mothers can't be touched!" Ma cried in a low voice.
He Guangyi, who was outside, seemed to hear Ma's voice and said, "Don't be afraid, Princess, you and the young prince are inseparable, and no one dares to offend you! However, the people around you will be taken away by the lower officials!"
As he said that, the door was pushed open with a creak.
Ma hugged the child and curled up even more. The child in her arms opened her eyes dimly.
"Empress!"
"Miss!"
In the house, the old servants of Prince Huai's Mansion understood something and helplessly asked Ma for help.
But Ma covered the child's ears and eyes and turned his back to them.
He Guangyi entered the house to take a look and said, "Take it away!"
Several wolves and tigers rushed in, and before the servants screamed, the handle of the knife in their hands hit them on the back of the head skillfully and accurately, causing these old servants to faint one by one. Then they were killed.
Drag, drag out the door.
"Princess, please rest early!" He Guangyi bowed and saluted, "At dawn, other slaves will come to serve you and the young prince."
After saying that, he slowly exited and closed the door.
"Mother!" Zhu Yunwen's son asked in Ma's arms, "Why did they beat the child's wet nurse?"
"They are playing around!" Ma cried tremblingly, "Son, go to sleep! Go to sleep quickly!"
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There was a slight light in the sky, and there was drizzle in the early morning today.
Large, tightly wrapped cars came out of the back door of the palace and drove towards the hills and wilderness in the distance.
As the squeaking wheels turned, there was a faint trace of red blood, spilling onto the ground through the gaps in the carriage.
At the same time, in front of another door of the palace, several dusty eunuchs, together with dozens of equally tired palace servants, humbly entered the palace with their heads lowered and began to clean the courtyard.
Once the courtyard is swept, it will be clean.
The pavilions and pavilions remain the same, and the rockery and pond are as quiet as before.
Everything, nothing changes.
When the sky really brightens, the sun shines, and the whole city comes alive, all the strangeness last night will seem so insignificant.
No one noticed that the military camp next to Prince Huai's Mansion had been replaced with new soldiers. No one even noticed that the original guards of Prince Huai had already boarded the ship and headed elsewhere.
No one even noticed that a boat carrying only a coffin quietly left on the canal.
The world never stops because of the lack of someone. And some people always want to own the whole world.
The boat moved forward at a steady speed on the quiet canal.
Near the window, Zhu Yunxi was leaning comfortably on a recliner, with hot tea and a book in his hand, reading with gusto. He seemed to be very absorbed in reading, with his expression sometimes happy and sometimes frowning.
What he was reading was not the Four Books and Five Classics, nor was it an appreciation of history books. Instead, he was reading a popular story-telling novel, "Water Margin".
Li Jinglong came up from the lower cabin. He first looked at the bastard standing beside him with his eyes. After receiving a gentle nod from the latter, he said softly, "Your Highness, sir!"
"Yes!" Zhu Yunxi nodded, "Here we come! Sit down!"
Li Jinglong did not sit down, but stood with a slight bow and respect, "There is news from behind that everything has been done!"
"Don't worry, you are alone in doing things!" Zhu Yunxi was still reading the book with a smile. But the next second, he closed the book and asked, "That person is still alive?"
The person he was talking about was the person whose mouth was gagged, his hands and feet were tied, and he was nailed to death in a coffin. That coffin is now at the bottom of the cabin.
"I just went to see it, and I still have some breath!" Li Jinglong said in a low voice.
"Well, people don't starve to death so quickly!" Zhu Yunxi smiled, "Maybe when he was brought back to the capital for burial, he was still breathing heavily!"
After hearing this, Li Jinglong's back felt a chilly breeze.
They all say that the old emperor is cruel, but the person in front of me is no less cruel than the old emperor! At least the emperor kills people and gives him pleasure. And this person
"What the hell are you thinking?" Thinking of this, Li Jinglong quickly cursed himself in his heart, "Your Highness is such a kind person, why are you so slandering His Highness in your heart!"
Immediately, Li Jinglong also grinned and looked at Zhu Yunxi who continued to open the book, "Your Highness is really in a good mood. The scenery of the river breeze is pleasant, and His Highness keeps his hands on the book, which complements each other perfectly!"
"Why don't you keep your hands off the book? It's just to kill time!" Zhu Yunxi smiled and tapped the cover of the book, "Have you read Water Margin?"
"I have read it, and it is about the heroes of Liangshan in the late Song Dynasty!" Li Jinglong said with a smile.
"A hero?" Zhu Yunxi snorted coldly, "They're just a bunch of murderous demons. Look at Li Kui, who kills whole families at every turn and eats human flesh. There's also Zhang Heng, a boatman who specializes in assassinating passing merchants and selling human meat buns.
Sun Erniang, Dwarf Tiger Wang Ying, how can these people be considered heroes?"
"Looking at this book, Wu Song, Lu Zhishen and others are still considered heroes. Others, huh!" Zhu Yunxi said again, "The worst one is military advisor Wu Yong. Others are living a good life, but he insists on
He used tricks to harm others and caused their families to be destroyed, so he had no choice but to go up the mountain and join the gang!"
"That guy from Song Jiang is also abominable. He killed Hu Sanniang's whole family and even let Hu Sanniang marry Wang Ying!"
"A group of selfish villains, they talk so loudly about doing justice for heaven? They kill innocent people indiscriminately, how can they have the dignity to call themselves heroes?"
Li Jinglong smiled and said, "This book of folk tales is just for fun. Your Highness does not need to take it seriously!" He took a few steps forward and said with a smile, "Speaking of this book, there is an allusion in it!"
"What allusion? Tell me!" Zhu Yunxi put down the book and grabbed a handful of melon seeds and said.
"Have you noticed, Your Highness, that in the Water Margin, several sluts and villains are all named Pan?" Li Jinglong said with a smile.
Zhu Yunxi thought about it, and he was right. Pan Jinlian, Pan Qiaoyun, Pan Zhong under Wang Qing, and Pan Wenhai under Fang La. Of the one hundred and eight generals in Water Margin, none of them had the surname Pan.
"Why is this?" Zhu Yunxi asked.
"The author of this book, Shi Naian, was originally Zhang Shicheng's staff!" Li Jinglong said with a smile, "When he was serving under Zhang Shicheng, he had a nemesis named Pan. I heard that this person was a relative of Zhang Shicheng and a bad guy.
The treacherous person made repeated slanders, which made Zhang Shicheng fall out of the way and was defeated in the end! Therefore, Shi Naian felt resentful and named all the bad guys in the book with the surname Pan!"
"There's another thing!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "They all say that literati are petty, and it's true!" As he said that, he clapped the book in his hand and said, "Among the heroes in the late Yuan Dynasty, Zhang Shicheng is the most interesting!"
"You see, he was born as a private salt dealer. He has always had the style of a true Jianghu man, who is loyal and does not harm his neighbors!"
"He is also very kind to scholars and is a very courteous and virtuous corporal. When Suzhou was besieged and there was no food in the city, he would rather lead his men out to die than plunder the people!"
"So even now, people in Suzhou, Hangzhou and other places still remember his kindness!"
In fact, the person the old man hated most when he started the army was either Chen Youliang or Zhang Shicheng.
When we just conquered Yingtian Mansion, the old man sent someone to deliver a message to Zhang Shicheng. You are a salt dealer, we are farmers, and we are all poor people. If we don't fight our own people, we should unite to fight against Meng Yuan.
But Zhang Shicheng dismissed it, you are a stinky beggar, how can you compare with me? And he took the initiative to send troops to attack.
He really looked down on the old man and sent people many times to recruit him to surrender. He promised glory and wealth but refused to surrender and resisted to the end.
The old man hated him to the core, and at the same time, he also had some complaints about the people of Suzhou and Hangzhou who missed him.
Therefore, from the founding of the People's Republic of China to the present, the taxes in Suzhou and Hangzhou, where Zhang Shicheng was originally from, have been twice as high as in other places.
Zhu Yunxi tapped his fingers on the book and thought to himself, "It's time for the old debt to be settled. We have to find a way to prevent the people over there from paying more taxes!"
This chapter has been completed!