"I'm afraid not," Baoyin shook her head apologetically and said softly, "I can't worry about our city."
"Okay..." Wang Xian naturally knew that Baoyin had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders and could not take into account too much affection between his children. But being reasonable was one thing, and feeling blocked was another. He nodded.
, took out his hand and said: "I'm going to see my daughter."
Wang Xian tiptoed into the Nuan Pavilion and saw Lingxiao coaxing Ah Heng to sleep. Ah Heng couldn't see her parents and was crying and wouldn't sleep. Ling Xiao was so dizzy that she was about to go crazy when she saw Wang Xian come in.
Xiao Xiao jumped up as if he had seen a savior, grinned at Ah Heng and said, "Here, your father is back." He looked at Wang Xian helplessly, grabbed his hair and ran out.
After all, they are father and daughter connected by blood. After getting along day and night for a while, Ah Heng no longer resisted Wang Xian. When she saw him, she smiled and stretched out her hand to hug him and said: "Abba, hug."
"Okay." Wang Xian picked up Ah Heng, picked her up and tossed her several times, making the little girl giggle. He then carried her around the house and lay on the ground to ride her as a horse... Baoyin Station
At the door, looking at the father and daughter enjoying their family happiness, they suddenly wiped away tears.
The day of separation finally arrived, and Wang Xian sent her one way after another. Baoyin kept her head down, feeling extremely conflicted. Ah Heng was also sensitively aware that the time to separate from her father had come, and hugged her tightly all the way.
Wang Xian's neck was not loosened no matter what.
Until the moment when they were about to part, Baoyin finally raised her head, took a deep breath and said, "Let Ah Heng spend the New Year with you?!"
"That's great!" Ah Heng's tight little face finally opened into a happy smile.
"What about you?!" Wang Xian pressed forward and stared at Baoyin closely.
"Delongwangshu." Baoyin glanced at Wang Xian angrily, but her heart felt sweet.
"Aheng can't live without her mother." When Wang Xian saw that there was a way, he naturally hit the snake and followed it on the stick, and immediately announced loudly: "Borzijit warriors, Baoyinbieji will celebrate the New Year in the capital.
!Do you agree?”
"Agree!" the men of Borzigit shouted in unison: "Don't worry, Biji! We are at home!"
"Yes, Bieji," Ukcha said with a smile towards Baoyin: "Over the years, you have worried about us Borjijit. The day will come when the eaglets will leave the nest and fly, and the foals can be free.
It's galloping. Don't worry about celebrating the New Year with your consort in the capital, we guarantee that we won't be robbed of an inch of land or an animal!"
"This..." Baoyin Qiqige naturally wanted to stay, and was very moved by what everyone said. But she had her elder brother's entrustment on her shoulders, the rise and fall of the Borzigit tribe, and the fate of those two cities.
Safety. Everything was built from scratch by her, making her unable to let go. She would feel panicked even if she left for a day...
Baoyin was struggling when her body suddenly rose into the air, and she was knocked horizontally and carried out of the carriage by Wang Xian. As Baoyin screamed, she was already carried on the horse by Wang Xian. She calmed down and heard the roar of laughter from the tribesmen, and her face suddenly changed.
Turning into a red cloth, he twisted Wang Xian and whispered: "Let me down quickly!"
"Okay, everyone, let's say goodbye!" Wang Xian turned a deaf ear to it, cupped his hands towards Wu Kecha and others, and laughed and said, "We husband and wife are going home!"
"Farewell, my consort!" As Wukecha and others laughed, Wang Xian had already galloped away, and Lingxiao, Ah Heng, and all the guards hurried to follow.
Seeing that nothing could be changed, Baoyin finally relaxed. She curled up in Wang Xian's arms like a Persian cat, tightly wrapped his cloak around her, and whispered: "Domineering!"
"Thank you for the compliment, ma'am!" Wang Xian laughed proudly...
On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, Wang Xian was putting up window grilles with Ah Heng at home when an eunuch from the East Palace came to invite him. Wang Xian had no choice but to let Lingxiao take over his errand, changed his clothes, and followed the eunuch from the East Palace out of the house on horseback.
The New Year's atmosphere is already very strong on the streets. This is the first Spring Festival after the Ming Dynasty moved the capital. Not only Wang Xian's family wants to celebrate the New Year well, but Emperor Yongle also ordered Shuntian Prefecture to prepare many festival activities and extended the official holiday.
, trying to create a harmonious and cheerful Spring Festival, and write a cheerful opening for the new chapter after moving the capital...
Wang Xian walked through the cheerful streets and arrived at the Prince's Mansion. The atmosphere in the Prince's Mansion was much more deserted. There were no red lanterns hanging, or spring couplets on the windows. There was no sense of the New Year at all... This is normal, Prince.
The imperial concubine and Zhu Zhanjuan were all in Nanjing, and Zhu Zhanji also lived elsewhere. The prince was alone in the East Palace. And in the past few months, the prince had been repeatedly reprimanded and even beaten by the emperor, and one can imagine how depressed he was.
And know.
At this time, the sound of impatient firecrackers rang outside the palace wall, making the East Palace even more deserted. Even the prince's study was so cold that Wang Xianqing, who had taken off his cloak, couldn't help but shiver.
Zhu Gaochi looked at Wang Xian apologetically: "I like the cold but not the heat, and few people come here. It's a bit too cold." He asked people to quickly add two more braziers. After hearing what the prince said, Wang Xian felt quite sad.
, but didn’t say anything to stop it.
The eunuch brought the brazier and placed it next to Wang Xian. Wang Xian finally felt a lot warmer. While warming his hands, he asked softly: "Your Highness, are you here for me?" For a while, Wang Xian came to enjoy family happiness at home.
, Secondly, I was really afraid of getting involved in the feud between the prince and the grandson, so I simply stayed behind closed doors. Anyway, those brothers were enough for the daily affairs of the Jinyiwei Yamen.
"I know it's rare for you and Baoyin to be reunited," the prince sighed, looked at Wang Xian apologetically and said, "but for that matter, besides you, I really don't know who to turn to."
"His Highness's words are serious," Wang Xian heard the words and hurriedly knelt down on one knee and said: "I am willing to do everything for Your Highness, but I can run on the basis of Your Highness!"
"Get up quickly." The prince hurriedly helped Wang Xian up and took his hand: "It's not a big deal. Do you still remember the Buddha Mother we met in Shandong?"
"Remember." Wang Xian nodded.
"Do you remember that ballad?" the prince asked again.
"Yes." Wang Xian said softly: "The mud comes from the beginning of chaos. The white lotus appears and the world is prosperous! The golden rooster sings and the fire from the sky falls! The fire from the sky falls and the devil's palace is burned..."
"Do you still remember how you analyzed it at that time?" the prince asked with a frown.
"I said, it's not surprising that these cults like to make some weird prophecies." Wang Xian recalled: "But His Highness thought there was another meaning in it. Finally, we thought that they might be trying to burn down His Majesty's palace."
He said softly: "Jinyiwei has been investigating this matter for a while. These prophecies have been spread not only in Shandong, but also to Henan and Hebei... and are also spread in the capital."
"Have you found any clues?" the prince asked.
"No." Wang Xian shook his head and said: "The northern and southern capitals are the most densely populated areas. The people below have been conducting overt and covert inspections, but no valuable clues have been found." After a pause, he said: "If they dare to attack the palace, it will definitely be a big move.
, it’s impossible that there are no clues.” He said with a smile: “Maybe it’s really just a bluff…”
"You still have to be vigilant." The prince said with a solemn gaze: "Now that His Majesty has moved to the palace, the world is paying attention. There will be a series of celebrations in Beijing. Theater troupes and lanterns from all over the country come to Beijing. The city of Beijing is full of fish and dragons. I am always worried that those monsters will take advantage of the opportunity.
Make trouble!"
"Your Highness is very worried." Wang Xian nodded solemnly. He naturally knew that in this kind of thing, you should have an attitude of trusting others rather than trusting others. Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst.
"Zhongde, I can't help you, so I can only ask you to worry more." The prince took Wang Xian's hand and gave instructions earnestly.
"Don't worry, Your Highness, I will be more careful." Wang Xian sighed and said softly: "Your Highness, there is no need to be too pessimistic, it will eventually get better."
"Yes." The prince smiled and nodded, and said softly: "Zhongde, there is no need to worry about me. I have been prepared for today's situation. I expect that the next step will not be much worse, so you should protect the capital wholeheartedly."
"yes.".
After leaving the East Palace, Zhou Yong asked Wang Xiandao: "Sir, shall we return home?"
"Go to the Dongchang Yamen." Wang Xian shook his head. He did not talk about being entrusted by others and being loyal to others. He only said that detecting illegal acts and preventing rebellions were the unshirkable responsibilities of Jin Yiwei.
"Yes." Zhou Yong responded and said to his subordinates in a deep voice: "Go to Donghua Gate!"
After almost a cup of tea, the group walked along Chang'an Street, bypassed the Imperial Palace and the River, and arrived in front of the Dongchang Archway outside Donghua Gate... Speaking of which, the taste of the Dongchang eunuchs is quite unique. They actually imitated Nanjing exactly in Beijing.
The Beijing Dongchang Yamen was built in the Dongchang Yamen of Beijing. Of course, after the New Year, the word "Beijing" in this Yamen will be removed, and the word "Nanjing" will be added in front of the Dongchang Yamen in Nanjing.
Yes, just like other yamen in the two capitals.
Zhao Ying was lecturing in the yamen. When he heard that Wang Xian was coming, he deliberately waited for a while before coming out to greet him with a smile: "What kind of wind blew Uncle Zhongyong to this humble place?"
"Of course it's Yaofeng." Wang Xian said with a half-hearted smile: "If it were Gentlefeng Chunfeng, he wouldn't be able to find dead spies like us."
"Oh, so there's something going on." Zhao Ying smiled, turned sideways and said, "Please come in."
"Please." Wang Xian smiled and nodded, then walked side by side with Zhao Ying into the main hall of the Dongchang Yamen, and sat down under the plaque that said, "Be ahead of the curve." Zhao Ying asked someone to serve tea, and then asked him why he came.
Wang Xian told Zhao Ying what he had seen and heard in Shandong along with the prophecy: "Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst. The search for suspicious people outside the palace will be left to the Jin Yiwei, but the situation inside the palace will be left to the Jin Yiwei."
We are beyond our reach, so we can only count on Dongchang..."