Kunning Palace is very close to Yong'an Palace. People in the palace say that the reason I chose this place as the bedroom for retirement was because the old man wanted to be closer to the prince.

It was not far away, but Zhao Sili walked very hard.

I don't know if it was because of the sudden dark clouds in the sky that covered the sun. He always felt that the old wounds on his legs were getting hurt, and half of his butt seemed to be stabbed by a needle.

"Tsk, Marquis! Look at this day, I was so good that I just got sour just now, but in the blink of an eye, it was only the two of them in the narrow and long way. The wind blew and felt a chill, and when Pu Bucheng opened his mouth, it made people tremble from the bottom of his heart.

"Hey!" Park Bucheng sighed again, "God hasn't been enough yet! He is dissatisfied with the floods in Huaibei and Sizhou!" As he said that, he sighed again, "Hey, God is the biggest, and the people on earth are just ants compared to him!"

In an instant, Zhao Sili's cold sweat flowed down her neck, and her two trembling.

God is equal to the Supreme Emperor, but the people who are deliberately asked to be taken away by God, isn’t that what he meant is Zhao Sili?

God is ruthless, and that old man has never evaded!

When I think of Lotus Hall...

At this moment, Zhao Sili suddenly remembered his son's words again, and began to feel regretful and even more frightened.

"Mr. Marquis, your legs are fine! Do you want to pass on the imperial physician to you?" Park Bucheng suddenly glanced at Zhao Sili's legs.

Suddenly, Zhao Sili's heart trembled.

"Unhind, old injuries, old injuries..."

Somehow, he suddenly remembered the scene of being injured when he was young, and his heart began to feel weak.

The injury on the leg was said to have fallen during a war, but it was true, it was true, it was not true.

Because it was actually him who ruined this leg.

In the war that year, a battalion brother died in pieces under the enemy's walls. The blood on the ground was like a piece of cake, so sticky that people couldn't move their legs.

Seeing that the brothers were about to die, not only did they not have the sound of withdrawing the troops, but the generals also brought the supervisors up.

Whoever dares not climb to the death or retreat, and then just strikes the head...

Zhao Sili had already been attacked on his leg, and was lying in the pile of dead people wailing. He was about to be forced to attack the city again, and his life was about to be destroyed on the battlefield. His heart moved and he grabbed the arrow branches and secretly gave himself even more ruthlessness.

He fainted at that time.

The supervisor thought he was dead, so he escaped.

But this leg is always disabled and useless, and cannot use strength.

However, he had just been immersed in the survivor of the disaster and began to regret it. Because less than a quarter of an hour after he fainted, the enemy fucked the city and surrendered.

Over the years, he often thought that if he hadn't attacked him, but was a little more powerful, gritted his teeth and rushed up, and after that quarter of an hour, would he be more than a small official in the military and military commander after the founding of the Ming Dynasty?

At least he can be used as a commander of a ward?

This annoyance accompanied him for half his life. He still remembered that after the enemy surrendered, he was so angry that he turned his legs and followed his brothers to kill prisoners privately to vent his anger...

He thought about the past and the present in his heart, and followed Park Bucheng absent-mindedly and arrived at Yong'an Palace step by step.

"Mr. Marquis, please come here!" Park Bucheng turned sideways and opened the way.

"Don't dare!"

As soon as Zhao Sili stepped past the threshold, he heard the crisp laughter of the children coming from the yard.

“High, high…”

Looking up, his grandson Liujin held the old man's favorite little princess, standing under the eaves, watching a little eunuch flying a kite.

The prince is still very young, but his face already has a bit of inviolable majesty.

In an instant, Zhao Sili's eyes became warmer.

The next second, he quickly put away this kind of fanatical enthusiasm because he saw the old man.

The old man sat comfortably in the flower pavilion, looking at the prince with loving eyes full of joy and shouting happily.

"My minister Zhao Sili, please pay homage to the Supreme Emperor!"

The old man turned his head slowly and smiled silently, "Here you come! Come and sit down!"

~~

The picture suddenly changed, and the bustling streets in the capital.

A crowded crowd was queuing in front of the medicine shop, endless.

The people at the foot of the emperor always know more than people from other places. I heard that the flood in Huaibei has begun to get sick, and dead people can be caught in the Yangtze River in the canal every day.

Moreover, more victims were coming to the capital, and it became hot immediately, and the victims were sick when they came. So in addition to stocking up rice, every household started stocking up medicine.

"Damn it, where are these victims going? Do you have to run to our capital?"

"At the emperor's feet, they can't starve to death when they arrive!"

"Didn't the court start disaster relief?"

"Hey, just listen to the court's words. Officials are counting on the money for the disaster year. Who cares about the victims?"

"That's right, you see, no one cares about the price increase of this medicine shop, and there are still people who care about the victims?"

The crowd lined up was talking in a low voice, and suddenly a noise came from outside.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"Official officer handles the case!"

The orderly crowd suddenly became messy, pushing and yelling, and shouting and scolding. Several people were caught off guard and their shoes were squeezed out.

I was about to curse, but I immediately swallowed the words in my stomach.

A team of Jinyiwei, wearing flying fish suits, and goose hats, rushed over like a living hell, and surrounded the entire street.

In an instant, the long street that was just noisy just now became silent.

"Big...man...just...this is...this place!"

The general of the military officer who was usually quite decent on the street, bent down and followed behind a small Jinyiwei flag like a rat that saw a cat. He pointed to the gilded sign of the Lotus Hall and stuttered.

The Jinyiwei Xiaoqi showed a disdainful smile on his face, and waved his hand gently, "Do it!"

"Here!"

A dozen or so people agreed and rushed in like a wolf or a tiger, and suddenly screamed in a mess.

~~

"Big shopkeeper..."

The second cabinet in Lianhuatang stumbled into the backyard and tripped directly by the threshold to eat shit.

Zhang He, the shopkeeper who was checking the medicinal materials, came out with a vaginal face and cursed, "What's going on? He was shocked!"

"Brother...Brother......"

Zhang He was furious, "What the hell..."

As he said that, he suddenly became petrified.

"Are you Zhang He?" A small Jinyiwei flag walked up and looked up and down at Zhang He.

"It's the villain..."

"Take it!"

Before Zhang and He reacted, a chain was directly clasped on his neck, and then he was pulled to the ground like a dog-catching person.

"Sir, sir..." Zhang He shouted in horror, "Listen to the villain, please listen to the villain!"

"Everyone was arrested and sent to our tutoring department. The accounts of each pharmacy rice shop were temporarily detained, and the warehouse was sealed!"

The Jinyiwei Xiaoqi shouted, then turned around and looked at Zhang He jokingly, "What are you going to say?"

"The misunderstanding must be a misunderstanding!" Zhang He did not look like a big shopkeeper at this moment, and he was extremely embarrassed. "The despise is Cheng..."

"If you want to die now, just continue talking!" Xiaoqi sneered and blocked Zhang He's words directly.

Then, the little flag sneered again, "Price-going and hoarding stocks is just a sin of beheading, and you are the only one who dies. But if you say the wrong thing, hehe..."

"Sir, it's wrong! It's wrong! It's not that the villain's family does this..."

"Take it away!" Xiaoqi curled his lips disdainfully, looking at Zhang He's eyes full of disgust.

"It's just... I have to deal with them!" The soldiers and horse officers who followed behind the Jinyiwei, who looked like a dog, licked their faces and smiled, "On weekdays... he relied on someone behind him, he would not take us like him, so it's a matter of the matter!"

Xiaoqi glanced at him, "Then you don't have to be an official!"

"Ah!" The man was stunned.

In a second, my body was kicked over and tied up like a pig with a rope tied up in three or five times.
Chapter completed!