Yang Shu moved his hand in the dark room, and the bookcase in the corner suddenly moved away, revealing a dark hole.
King An was shocked: "Hey, it really does exist!"
Yang Shu also looked surprised: "So it's here!"
He had already followed Mingwei through all the secret passages. He had a map in his hand and knew that there was an entrance to Mingguang Hall.
King An was very interested: "Shall we go in and explore?"
"Okay!" Yang Shu was eager. He looked around, took out a candle, put it in the lantern, and asked him to hold it, "It's too dark, please hold it."
"Okay!" King An was very happy, "I used to be alone and didn't dare to wander around. It's good to have you with me. You know martial arts and are not afraid of safety issues."
Yang Shu smiled back at him, then quickly wrapped up the pastry, cloak and cloak and stuffed them into his arms.
"What are you doing?" King An was confused.
"The secret passage doesn't usually see the sun. It will definitely be freezing on such a cold day. We have to be prepared."
King An nodded: "What you said makes sense."
Yang Shu rolled his eyes and said, "Your clothes are too thin. How about changing to another one?"
"Need it?"
"Of course you do! It's so warm in the Mingguang Palace." Yang Shu couldn't help but pull him over, quickly help him peel off the python robe outside, took a cotton robe, and put it on his head.
"Hey!" Wang An shouted, "You are clumsy, I will do it myself!"
"Hurry up!" Yang Shu urged anxiously.
"I know." Wang An put on his cotton robe and wiped the sweat from his head, "Aren't you going to change?"
"I have martial arts, and my internal strength protects me. I don't feel cold."
An Wang was envious: "Kung Fu also has this benefit. Later I will ask the master to teach me how to practice my internal strength."
"Okay! Anyway, you have a ready-made master in your house." Yang Shu was talking nonsense to him, and his hands were moving very quickly. He wrapped a bag and put it on his head, and stuffed the lantern into his hand and pushed it away.
Push him towards the entrance of the secret passage.
While holding the lantern, King An complained: "What do you mean? I will carry the things and carry the lantern. What are you doing? My nephew, I tell you, this is too much! I am your elder, what do you know?
Do you call me elder? Respect the old and love the young..."
In the middle of Wang An's words, he suddenly heard the sound of the secret door closing.
He turned around sharply and was faced with a wall.
"Hey! Nephew, what are you doing?" King An patted the wall.
Yang Shu's voice came through the wall: "Uncle Three Emperors, my nephew, this is for your own good. Stay well, wear more clothes when you're cold, and eat a few cakes when you're hungry. Be patient and get through today."
Just be late."
An Wang was stunned: "What the hell?"
"Remember, don't make any more noise! My nephew has already done this, don't let all my hard work go to waste."
An Wang slapped the wall: "Hey, what do you mean? Let me out quickly!"
Unfortunately, no matter how he called, there was no movement from Yang Shu.
King An was so angry that he had no idea what to do.
When he turned around, he saw that except for the lantern in his hand, everything was dark.
He trembled with fright and murmured: "Jade Emperor, Tathagata Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva, all kinds of gods, I, Jiang Laosan, am just a bit uneducated and incompetent. I am a bit lazy, a bit lazy, and a bit dissolute. I have never done anything bad."
!You must protect me from all evil..."
What he meant was that he always felt like there were countless things staring at him in the darkness. He moved his body and tried his best to huddle up and reduce his sense of presence.
King An had no idea that the formation here had been repaired by Mingwei. There could be no evil spirits. It could be said to be the cleanest place in the entire capital...
...
As they rode across the Jinshui Bridge, the second prince's mood had never been so agitated as it was today.
As long as he succeeds, he can sit in the position he has dreamed of for a long time.
No! It should be said that it is better than he dreamed.
He reflected on himself, why was he so timid before? He fought back and forth, only competing with the boss, that good-for-nothing, for the crown prince position. What's so good about being a prince? Life and death, honor and disgrace are not decided by other people's thoughts. Look at the boss, say waste.
It's useless.
That's still a good position! Once he sits on it, he is above tens of thousands of people! No one will come to hinder him anymore, and he can do whatever he wants!
The second prince arrived at Yongle Gate with excitement.
The city gate was closed, and Mr. Hong stepped forward to call the door.
Questions came from inside, and Mr. Hong said loudly: "His Royal Highness the Second Prince has arrived, and you still haven't opened the door!"
Hearing the sound, heads on the city wall shook, and some people stuck their heads out to look down.
The second prince straightened his back and tried to show a dignified face.
He met the gaze of the guarding officer and saw that the other person's eyes were narrowed and he could not see clearly, so he took off his hood, letting his face be clearly exposed in the wind and snow.
The cold wind blew down and got into his collar, making him shiver with cold, but he remained motionless and maintained this posture.
After a while, the city gate opened.
The thick voice sounded as sweet as fairy music to the second prince's ears.
His throne, as this door opens, can be seen at a glance!
"I see your highness, your highness is a thousand years old." The city guards kneeling on one knee made him feel the wonderful feeling of being a superior.
He nodded calmly, looking cordial yet dignified.
"Get flat."
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
The second prince and his bodyguard were welcomed in.
The leading officer led the way: "Mr. Guo is in the duty room. There is only one attendant beside him, and we have completely controlled him."
The second prince nodded, his expression solemn, but in fact he was too nervous to speak.
Mr. Hong immediately added: "Well done! Thank you for your hard work. You should take great credit for today's success. His Highness will not treat you badly."
The officer was overjoyed: "Thank you, Your Highness!"
With the power of the dragon, you can become a marquis, right? This is really a step to the sky, and the ancestral graves are filled with smoke!
He diligently opened the door and lifted the curtain: "Your Highness, please."
The second prince stepped into the check-in room and saw Guo Xu sitting there, warming himself by the fire and drinking tea, without any trace of panic.
This... seems to be different from what he imagined.
Being placed under house arrest here, Prime Minister Guo should be very panicked. He came over to comfort him, showing kindness and power...
Mr. Hong saw something was wrong and spoke first: "Mr. Guo, when you see the second prince, why don't you show courtesy?"
In fact, it's not that Guo Xu doesn't panic, but that he has experienced a lot and has long been used to it. Thinking back, which of his promotions was not thrilling? For example, in the northwest last year, he followed the army to fight and tied his head to the army every day.
On the waistband, can you lose your sense of proportion no matter how panicked you are?
He was thinking in his mind just now, is the second prince really so courageous? What will he do if he is detained? Is his own safety guaranteed? Is the King of Yue prepared to deal with it...
He had thought about all kinds of questions several times. Now that the second prince was coming, he really couldn't get nervous...
Guo Xu slowly stood up and saluted: "Your Majesty, Guo Xu, I have met His Highness the Second Prince." (To be continued)