Xi’an goalkeeper Zhu Yunxi’s vision is divided into two worlds.
The slanting sun shines on the Xi'an Gate city wall, sputtering orange-gold light spots along the winding and undulating city wall.
Behind Xi'an Gate, a long shadow is drawn.
Outside the Xi'an Gate, the team of the Ming Dynasty Prince's Western Patrol faced the sun, as if enveloped in a halo, and headed towards the Jinchuan Gate on the Yangtze River.
It wasn't until the Crown Prince's western patrol team gradually disappeared from sight that Zhu Yunxi slowly withdrew his gaze.
"Third Master, His Majesty wants you to go with him to the Imperial Hospital."
Now Sun Cheng, who has become a member of the Imperial Army Yulin Guards, is still the same as before, walking behind Zhu Yunxi with a more respectful attitude and reporting in a low voice.
Zhu Yunxi raised his eyebrows and turned around: "Grandpa is going to the Imperial Hospital?"
As for how to deal with allicin, hasn’t it been decided today to postpone its nationwide implementation?
Could it be that the old man has other ideas about this matter?
Just when Zhu Yunxi was wondering what the old man was going to do.
Sun Cheng nodded and said: "Your Majesty has arrived outside Huangji Gate and is waiting for you, Third Master."
Zhu Yunxi nodded silently.
From Xi'an Gate, follow the inner street and pass through Xihua Gate to enter the palace. Pass by Wuying Palace, then pass through Guiji Gate on the west side in front of Huangji Gate to reach Jinshui Bridge Square.
That is the land in front of Huangji Gate.
The old man deliberately waited at the place where he rushed back.
Without any further hesitation, he led Sun Chengcheng towards the Huangji Gate.
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The quiet East Palace is clean and natural.
After the news of the former prince's western tour came back today, there was a lot of commotion in the East Palace. Everyone was packing things that the prince would need on his way to the west.
At this time, we finally got a chance to breathe, and everyone hid in the corner to take some time off.
In the palace of the Crown Princess in the East Palace.
Today, Mrs. Lu, who received the decree to pray for the Crown Prince to copy scriptures for his Western tour, did not step out of the palace to pack up the soft objects for the Crown Prince.
Mrs. Lu is still sitting behind the embroidery stand at this moment.
Because of the hot weather, Lu didn’t wear much.
Under the thin outer cover of a light yellow embroidered mandarin duck playing in the water and evergreen pine mushrooms, is a light yellow satin lining with pearlescent color.
Ms. Lu sat upright on the soft stool, her loose clothes were pressed under her plump buttocks, revealing her straight and straight back.
Turning to the front, the two balls are round and round, almost breaking the tie between the two breasts.
The blade goes straight down, and the lower abdomen is flat without a trace of fat.
Between the spans, the skirt is squeezed in on both sides, and the whole part is fuller.
On Lu's small and round cheek, under the skin as white as mutton fat, her silver teeth gently bite her cherry lips, and her dark eyebrows and beautiful eyes are slightly wrinkled.
On the shelf in front of Ms. Lu is a half-unembroidered picture of happiness and longevity.
This was something she wanted to present to Emperor Hongwu during his Longevity Festival some time later.
Just now.
Lu has no intention of completing this picture of happiness and longevity.
Looking at the embroidery needlework on the silk, Lu's eyebrows burst out with a look of jealousy, followed by a steady stream of anger and resentment.
"Ah!"
Mrs. Lu gave a low shout and slapped her hands heavily on the unfinished picture of happiness and longevity.
In an instant, the picture of happiness and longevity shattered into pieces, the needles and threads fell apart, and the soft sound could be heard.
Lu's eyes filled with resentment have already accumulated crystal tears. At this moment, this situation is like this.
Let Mrs. Lu be like the resentful lady who stayed alone in an empty house for many years in a deep boudoir, pitiful and pitiful.
She looked up at the empty palace after being expelled by herself, and took a deep breath.
"How unfair God is!"
Mrs. Lu roared low, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, causing her body to waver for a moment.
With a tremor in her chest, Lu's eyes were filled with endless anger and hatred.
I saw her taking something out of her sleeve.
It is a hair circle tightly wound with red thread.
The jet-black hair was entangled with red threads, giving it a coquettish and evil look.
Mrs. Lu held her hair ring in front of her eyes with trembling hands, and her pretty eyes became extremely vicious.
"Observe politics?"
"It's really good..."
"It's true that the father is kind and the son is filial, and the grandfather and grandson are in harmony..."
"My son has never received anything. He finally got the benefit of leaving the palace to learn military skills, and now he is locked up in the main hall!"
Two lines of clear tears flowed down Lu's white and delicate cheeks.
She held the hair circle entangled with red thread tightly in her palms, took a deep breath, stretched out her palms to press the air and stood up, trying to walk to the bookshelf beside her somewhat precariously.
But because he was restless, his body softened and he fell to the ground.
"Copy scriptures?"
"It's better to express your will and imprison me in the East Palace!"
Whispering this in a low voice, Ms. Lu seemed to have lost her soul.
She raised her hand, but her eyes suddenly lit up, and a look like a poisonous snake appeared faintly.
"My son is the future of the Ming Dynasty!"
"My son is the foundation of the country!"
"These all belong to my son!"
"He Zhu Yunxi is just a fool whose mother is dead and no one wants him."
"It's all my son's...it's all my son's..."
Lu's neck seemed to be going crazy, twitching in and out. In the blink of an eye, her hair ornaments fell apart, and her black hair hung down in front of her forehead.
A beautiful face, now full of ferociousness.
Like the thirsty merchant trapped in the desert, she was helpless and held the hair ring in front of her eyes again.
"Since you are in the first grade of junior high school, don't blame me for being in the fifteenth grade!"
"It's all you who forced me... It's all you who forced me..."
"You, the Zhu family, forced you to do this!"
Screaming incessantly, Lu pressed her body to the ground, squeezing her plump and plump pairs until they were deformed, and crawled towards the bookshelf in front of her using both hands and feet.
At the bottom of the bookshelf, there is a small locked wooden box.
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"What will Mrs. Lu be doing at this time?"
Zhu Yunxi, who had already arrived in front of Wuying Palace, couldn't help but muttered in a low voice.
According to the old man's instructions today, Zhu Yunwen has completely lost the possibility of competing with him.
And in the face of the old man's old age and the overflowing family affection between the Tian family, Lu was also ordered to copy scriptures to pray for the prince's western tour, and was imprisoned in the East Palace.
This is already the heaviest punishment and warning besides depriving Crown Prince Lu of his title of step-concubine.
Under such a metaphor, Zhu Yunxi wanted to know what Lu was thinking and doing at this moment.
He felt that if he were the Lu family, he should protect his position as the crown prince and step-concubine at this time. As long as no mistakes were made, both Lu family and Zhu Yunwen would eventually have a life of leisure and wealth. She better be like this!