A slender reed pole was connected to the wrists of Zhu Di and Zhu Zhan. The two ends of the reed were sharpened and pierced into the blood vessels of the two of them. Zhu Zhanji sat there cross-legged, his wrist slightly higher, and the bright red blood
Then through the hollow reed rod, it was injected into Zhu Di's blood vessels from his body.
Monk Xinyu pressed his fingers on Zhu Zhanji's blood vessels, controlling the speed of blood flow. Everyone in the reed marsh remained silent for fear of affecting the witchcraft-like treatment.
When the sun set, Monk Xinyu pulled out the reed pole and asked Zhu Zhanji to hold the bleeding wound while he turned around to stop the bleeding.
Seeing the blood on Zhu Di's face, the pale Zhu Zhanji breathed a sigh of relief. "Did it succeed?"
"It will be no problem until daybreak. It should be successful." Monk Xinyu said softly.
"Okay..." Zhu Zhanji suddenly lay down. He felt a little dizzy, which should be a sign of excessive blood loss.
"Get some sleep." Wang Xian put the cloak on him, "I'll call you if I need anything."
Zhu Zhanji was really tired. He nodded slightly and fell into a daze. At first, he slept uneasily, his hands and feet kept fluttering, and he was obviously having a nightmare. Monk Xinyu took out a silver needle and gave him a few injections.
, His Highness Taisun became motionless...
"Are you still alive?" Wang Xian looked at Zhu Zhanji worriedly, until he saw his nose twitching slightly, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the reed pile.
Xianyun handed over the water bag, and Wang Xian took the cow and drank a few sips. He wiped his mouth with his sleeves and breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm so exhausted..." Is he not tired? He came to the capital in three days.
I have been worried all the time, and I can only hold on with one breath. As soon as I relax, the heavy tiredness rushes into every pore of my body.
Xianyun handed over another piece of bread. He couldn't make a fire at the moment, so he could only eat dry food to satisfy his hunger. Wang Xian shook his head, he really had no appetite.
"Are you worried?" After all, they have been brothers for many years. Xianyun knew exactly what he was thinking, so he lowered his voice and said, "Can the Emperor wake up?"
Wang Xian nodded slowly and whispered: "I have calculated that without the emperor, the prince and grandson have no chance of winning." He sighed and said: "Our days in the Ming Dynasty are over."
"No." Xianyun said calmly.
"how do you know?"
"My grandfather calculated it for the emperor," Xianyun whispered: "There will be bloody disasters this year, but we can turn disaster into good fortune."
"Haha..." Wang Xian laughed dryly. After experiencing the baptism of the old monk, he was obviously completely immune to these magical things.
"If you don't believe it, just wait and see." Seeing that he didn't believe it, Xianyun said depressedly: "The hexagrams of my Emperor Zhenwu are absolutely effective!"
"Okay, okay." Wang Xian nodded perfunctorily, closed his eyes and said, "I'll stare for a while." The next moment he opened his eyes again and said to the monk Xinyu who was holding a silver needle: "Don't give me the needle!"
Monk Xinyu smacked his lips, obviously a little disappointed.
Wang Xian was also very tired and snored in the blink of an eye. But as soon as he fell asleep, he had nightmares just like Zhu Zhanji. He either dreamed that Zhu Di was dead, dreamed that Zhenjiang City was destroyed, and dreamed that his family had been destroyed.
The king of Han captured...
Seeing the pain in his nightmares, Monk Xinyu looked at the needle in his hand, gestured a few times and then put it down. Because he saw Xianyun slashing the back of Wang Xian's neck with his palm, knocking him unconscious...
"Anyone who questions me, Emperor Zhenwu, deserves to die!" Xianyun retracted his hand fiercely.
Xinyu stared at Xianyun dumbfounded, Xianyun glared at him, and Monk Xinyu immediately bowed his head.
It was completely quiet in the reed marsh...
Since it is a royal hunting ground, there will of course be places for emperors and princes to rest and have banquets. The palace in Nanhaizi was built on the highest point of the terrain. It was originally the eagle-hanging platform of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty. Zhu Di expanded the palace and palaces on the basis of the previous dynasty and created a rockery garden.
, turned this place into Nanhaizi Palace.
At this moment, the sun is setting in the west, and the princes and nobles from all walks of life have returned with their full loads. The grand banquet should have been prepared in the palace. The princes and nobles washed off their dust, put on their casual robes, and whispered at the entrance of the palace, waiting for the emperor.
Sun, King Zhao returns.
"It's getting dark today." Chen Gui, Marquis of Taining, asked a little strangely: "Why hasn't the emperor come back yet?" He had accompanied Zhu Di on hunting many times, and every time the emperor would stop at it and return early. This time everyone came back.
, but the emperor has not returned yet, he has never appeared before.
"Hmm..." Guang Hou Yuanrong said, "Maybe he had fun playing with his grandson. He should be back soon."
Xue Lu, Marquis of Yangwu, frowned and remained silent.
"Hey, Lao Liu," Chen Gui noticed something strange about him and asked, "Why are you frowning?"
"Stomachache!"
Just through the news about the scaly claws, he felt something was abnormal. Although these abnormalities could be explained by various reasons, when combined together, they made him feel deeply uneasy.
'When the emperor comes back, we must report it.' Xue Lu secretly made up his mind. At this time, someone cheered: "He's back!"
All the princes breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly lined up to meet the galloping group of people.
When the team of people approached, Xue Lu and others discovered that it was not the emperor and the grandson, but King Zhao.
Seeing the frost on the faces of King Zhao and his party, everyone's hearts that had just been relieved became high again.
"Your Majesty, what happened?" Zhu Yong, Duke of Chengguo, asked anxiously.
"The emperor and grandson," King Zhao hesitated for a moment, then said with great difficulty, "missed..."
"Ah!" Everyone screamed like thunder, and they immediately exploded: "How is this possible?!" "What do the guards do for food!" "Why don't you hurry up and find it!"
"That's right, we can't get out of Nanhaizi anyway, so everyone should split up and look for it!" The princes and princes immediately dispersed and went to lead their troops on horseback, preparing to search for the emperor overnight.
At this time, those who were not moving were Xia Yuanji, Yang Rong, Jin Youzi and other civil servants. It was not that they could keep their composure, but they could not help even if they wanted to. The three cabinet ministers looked at each other and saw horror in each other's eyes.
color!
"Your Majesty!" Jin Youzi walked up to King Zhao and asked softly: "Why did the emperor disappear?"
"Let him tell you!" King Zhao pointed at the gloomy Zhou Laoliu, Jin Youzi and other ministers behind him, who naturally recognized him as the emperor's personal bodyguard.
Zhou Laoliu was dejected and told the story of how the emperor and his grandson got lost during a horse race.
"So," Jin Youzi frowned and said, "The emperor disappeared in the morning?!"
"Yes." Zhou Laoliu nodded and said, "It's not even noon yet."
"Then why didn't you report it earlier?" Jin Youzi said sternly: "If you delay for a long time, how serious will the consequences be?!"
"The villain has reported..." Zhou Laoliu whispered.
"Who did you report to?"
"His Royal Highness King Zhao..."
At this time, those noble military generals had left and returned with their people, and they were calmer now. There was a big group of people, all their eyes fell on King Zhao.
"That's right." King Zhao nodded calmly: "At noon, I met some of them and told me that the emperor and grandson Saima were missing. I didn't take it seriously at first, thinking that the emperor and his grandson were missing.
Taisun deliberately threw them away for fun. So he didn't say anything and took them to search everywhere." As he said, he sighed and said: "Who knew that there was no trace of the evening, so I felt bad and came back to bring in reinforcements.
, everyone casts a net to look for it.”
"Then hurry up!" Xue Lu had a gloomy face and was about to mount his horse and set off.
"Wait a minute!" Yuan Rong, the Marquis of Guangping, stopped him and said, "This Nanhaizi has a radius of more than 120 miles, and it will be dark soon. Our search in such a swarm may be in vain."
"Then what do you mean?" Zhu Yong said in a deep voice.
"What I mean is, who searches which section, and how many people are used for each section, we have to have a charter," Yuan Rong said: "This all needs to be planned and commanded in a unified manner."
"That makes sense." Everyone nodded and said, "Then let's make plans."
"Who will provide unified command?" Chen Gui asked.
"Of course it must be the King of Han." Yuan Rong said matter-of-factly: "Please give the order, Your Majesty."
After he did this, others had nothing to say, so they all nodded and said: "Your Majesty, please give the order."
Xue Lu and several civil servants felt that something was wrong, but King Zhao did his part and immediately agreed: "Okay! On my way back, I already have a draft. Let's allocate it like this..."
Immediately afterwards, the King of Han began to distribute the items one by one, and Xue Lu had no choice but to shut up.
After receiving the order, everyone set off one by one. But in the end, Xue Lu didn't hear his own name, and Chen Gui, who hadn't been called, stood there alone.
"Your Majesty," Chen Gui asked, "What are we doing?"
"Oh, those of you who are old and idle should not go out." King Zhao smiled slightly and said, "Besides, if the emperor comes back, you must leave someone to guard you."
"Well..." Xue Lu and Chen Gui were silent. Seeing King Zhao also leading people out, Chen Gui tightly wrapped his cloak and said, "Go in and wait, it's very cold outside."
Xue Lu nodded, but did not move his feet. His eyes, like bells, shone with uncertainty.
"Master Hou," Yang Rong came over and whispered to Xue Lu, "This is not very polite today."
"Oh?"
"Supposedly, King Zhao was looking around outside, and the first thing he said after coming back was," Yang Rong said quietly, "Is the emperor coming back?"
"What he said is..." Xue Lu's eyes flashed: "The emperor is missing!"
"Yes!" Yang Rong nodded: "How does he know that the emperor is definitely not in the palace?"
"Maybe..." Xue Lu thought about it and said, "Has he asked someone to come back and have a look?"
"Even if people have seen it, it was something that happened before," Yang Rong shook his head and said, "He still shouldn't say that when he comes back."
"It makes sense." Xue Lu's eyes turned cold, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I just feel that there is something fishy about this matter today!" He said in a deep voice, "Why do you teach me, sir?"
"Follow him." Yang Rong whispered: "At this time, we have to rely on the old Marquis to suppress those evil spirits!"