When Jinan City was undergoing major construction projects, there was an unknown undercurrent surging inside the seemingly peaceful palace.

As the second son of King De, Zhu Cishang (1) only felt that the past two months were a bit like a dream, so that even now, he still can't believe what happened.

Is the eldest brother descended to earth from the True Lord Huode?

is it possible?

As for Zhu Ci (Huo) Shang, who has always upheld the principle of "respecting ghosts and gods and keeping them at a distance", he simply does not believe in any gods descending to earth, and he also scorns the talk of heavenly fire.

But how to explain all of this?

Picking up a piece of paper on the table, Zhu Cishang frowned and asked:

"Is this really written by the Crown Prince?"

He ordered someone to take the rice paper from the trash can in Shi Gong's study room.

"Yes, the younger one saw the prince writing it and then threw it aside."

"Ammonium nitrate...diesel...sawdust...what do these mean?"

Zhu Cishang couldn't understand what it meant, but when he looked at the words on the paper, his heart trembled slightly, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and his expression changed from time to time. Finally, he frowned and looked at it a few more times, and then,

He got up and walked towards the palace harem.

After the internal officials reported it, Zhu Cishang came to the study and saw his father painting in front of the desk as usual.

"My sons and ministers see their father."

"Cishang is here. No gift required. Come and take a look. How do you like this painting for me?"

Now Zhu Youshu no longer has the panic he had earlier. He is obsessed with calligraphy and painting all day long as in the past, and he is indifferent to things outside the palace. At most, he only occasionally asks "How is the prince?" and that's it.

"yes."

Zhu Cishang absentmindedly walked to the desk and looked at the landscapes vividly displayed on the paper. Zhu Cishang had no intention of appreciating them. Seeing that he seemed absent-minded, Zhu Youshu asked.

"Cishang, what's the matter?"

"Father, I..."

After thinking about it, Zhu Cishang took out the piece of paper from his sleeve.

"Father, please appreciate this calligraphy."

After taking the piece of paper and glancing at it briefly, Zhu Youshu threw it into the furnace burning sandalwood and turned it into ashes immediately.

"Father, this..."

Shocked by his father's actions, Zhu Cishang's eyes were full of confusion.

"Did you get it from your elder brother?"

Father already knew?

Looking at his father in surprise, Zhu Cishang felt doubts in his heart.

"This, this is not my brother's handwriting!"

Zhu Cishang gritted his teeth and said.

"I, I'm worried..."

"What are you worried about? Come with me to Master Fanjing's place."

After the words fell, Zhu Youshu moved his overweight body and walked out.

Master Fanjing is the presiding officer of "Shuiyue Temple", which is the Muni Courtyard in the palace. Because most of the harems of the palace are female, it is inevitable to pray for blessings and eliminate disasters, and nuns and Taoist women have a place to play. With big families.

Likewise, there is also a Muni Courtyard in the palace.

Zhu Cishang followed his father without knowing why, and said with doubts in his heart.

"Father, what do you mean?"

When the father and son arrived at the nunnery, Zhu Cishang's eyes suddenly lit up even though he had something on his mind. A little nun walked out of the nunnery and saw that she was extremely delicate and charming, even though she was only fourteen or fifteen years old.

Despite her age, she is still a very beautiful woman. Even though she is wrapped in a large silk dress, her graceful and graceful figure cannot be concealed.

"Your Majesty, Master is waiting for you."

After Jianzhang saluted, the little nun led them into the nunnery. Master Fanjing, who was chanting sutras, stood up to greet them and ordered the little nun to serve tea. Then she asked.

"Your Majesty, I have something to give you."

"this……"

"Miaoyu, you go down first."

The little nun on the side retreated. After she retreated, Fanjing looked at the prince and his son without saying a word.

"Does Master Tai know that Xiao Wang is coming?"

Zhu Youshu said doubtfully.

"Your Majesty, please have tea."

Fanjing's answer was not what the question was asked, and Zhu Cishang couldn't help but look at her one more time, and he couldn't help but have many doubts in his heart.

After taking a sip of tea, Zhu Youshu asked.

"Last time, Xiao Wang once asked Master Tai about this matter of gods. Master Tai replied that there is God's will in the dark. God's will is like this. Mortals don't need to force it. But Xiao Wang still has one question..."

Putting down the teacup, Zhu Youshu asked.

"Will this god's possession of me lead to a drastic change in my temperament?"

In fact, after returning to the harem that day, Zhu Youshu discovered that Zhu Ciying's temperament had changed drastically. At first, he only thought it was a change after encountering a drastic change. But what he heard and saw in the harem next was nothing more than a change.

It reminded him that the prince not only suffered a drastic change in temperament after a drastic change, but also...

"Gods and mortals have different paths, so naturally they are very different."

Master Fanjing replied calmly.

"The prince still can't let go of the prince in his heart."

"After all, he is the heir to the little prince, so how can the little king let him go?"

"My lord, do you know that on that day, the mortal body was already being refined in the fire?"

"absurd!"

Before Zhu Cishang could speak, Zhu Youshu snorted coldly.

"Thank you kindly, don't be rude to Master!"

"But, my father..."

In Zhu Cishang's view, there is no difference between the master's wife and the ignorant people outside.

""Refining the mortal body" is just the opinion of the ignorant people in the countryside..."

"General, does he know that the Crown Prince walked into the palace that day and lit the firewood with his own hands in full view of everyone!"

Fanjing looked at Zhu Cishang and said softly.

"Later, when the prince walked out of the fire, his eyes were red and his body was red. The general thought, why was the prince unscathed despite being burned in the fire for half an hour?"

this……

Zhu Cishang suddenly became mute. Although his eldest brother's hair fell out and he almost turned into a monk, he was indeed fine. This is almost impossible, but...

"But my eldest brother's handwriting, temperament, and even his voice..."

Fanjing said before he finished speaking.

"The prince's body has long ceased to be mortal. Why should the general look at the prince with the same eyes as a mortal?"

Well……

Zhu Cishang was dumbfounded by Master Tai's answer. He looked at his father who was thoughtful, and couldn't help but think of his father's previous actions. It seemed that his father had known about it for a long time.

"Your Majesty should have let go earlier."

"Master Tai, you are saying that my eldest brother is no longer a mortal!"

Fanjing did not answer Zhu Cishang's question, but just drank tea, as if he didn't hear it. Zhu Cishang's heart was in a mess, and for a while he didn't know what to ask.

"My son, my son..."

Master Shitai's words made Zhu Youshu sigh.

"Xiao Wang understands..."

When leaving the nunnery, Zhu Youshu moved his somewhat overweight body, thinking deeply as he walked. After a long time, he sighed.

"Cishang, I heard from the chief official that your eldest brother is going to the royal tomb to supervise the construction of the mausoleum wall. When the guarding eunuch arrives in Jinan, you can meet him on behalf of your father. Remember that there are some things that must not be said.

,do you know?"

Finally, he stared at Zhu Cishang and said.

"You have to know that if you say the wrong thing, there may be no Defan anymore!"

In fact, there are some things that concern Ciying alone, which affects the entire Defan. Even until now, Zhu Youshu is terrified every day that one day the court will investigate his original intention to surrender. After all, he did want to surrender at the beginning.

To surrender.

"Shang'er, do you know why the court didn't pursue the matter of my father almost being surrendered that day?"

His father's rhetorical question made Zhu Cishang's mind sink slightly and he said doubtfully.

"Maybe the court doesn't know yet."

Apart from this explanation, he didn't know any other explanation.

"I don't know, how could I not know?"

Shaking his head, Zhu Youshu sighed.

"It's not that the court doesn't know, they are worried that pursuing this matter will make the world think that the emperor is using it as an excuse to deal with Defan, because your brother... Well, speaking of it, my father was also confused at the time, and he actually wanted to surrender the prisoners.

What kind of life did the second emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty live like after he paid the money? My father was confused. Fortunately, your eldest brother, Rang Weiwang, did not make any big mistakes, but..."

Looking towards the distance, Zhu Youshu sighed.

"It's just that from now on, the quiet days of our Defan will no longer exist. If you and I don't deal with it carefully, I'm afraid that when the time comes, everyone in our Defan will be..."

Turning his eyes on his son, Zhu Youshu warned again.

"Gods and mortals have different paths. At that time, what will happen to you and me, father and son? Well, in the past two days, you just go to greet the guarding official. As for Prince De's Mansion, from now on, it will be closed to outsiders..."

Protect yourself!

For every vassal king in the Ming Dynasty, the first lesson they learned from their vassal status was self-protection. How to protect oneself has always been a science, and Zhu Youshu was naturally an expert in it...
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