The first thousand one hundred and fifty-one chapters
Hearing Li Zhi's words, Cui Changwu was stunned and said: "The Holy One has just returned to Beijing. His body is exhausted. It is better to rest for one night before going out."
Li Zhi looked at the sky outside the palace and stood up: "It doesn't matter, it's not too late today. I'll come back when I go."
The officials looked at each other for a while, not knowing who Li Zhi was going to see. Some people guessed it, but they were not sure whether their guess was correct or not, so they just remained silent.
Li Zhi strode down from the throne, looked at Li Laosi, and said: "Li Laosi, you can drive for me."
Li Laosi bowed and nodded, saying: "I obey my orders."
Han Jinxin hurriedly ran up and said: "This subordinate will lead the way for the Holy One."
Li Zhi nodded and walked outside the Forbidden City with Han Jinxin and Li Laosi. After walking behind the Jinshui Bridge, Li Zhi jumped into the passenger seat of the jeep. Li Laosi sat in the driver's seat, and Han Jinxin sat in the back.
Pai Pai showed the way for Mr. Li.
The guards of the Forbidden City Guards Brigade quickly followed them and drove out twenty heavily equipped jeeps from the garage. Each jeep had a Gatling machine gun on it, and eight fully armed Tiger Troops were sitting behind it.
Elite, such a lineup can basically defeat thousands of ordinary thieves.
Ten jeeps opened the way in front, and ten jeeps were behind to ensure Li Zhi's safety.
Li Laosi said nonchalantly: "If the Holy One sees a sinner like this, I'm afraid it will make it difficult for the local officials to do their job. The local officials really don't know whether to worship such a deposed emperor or treat him as an ordinary person."
Li Laosi is the most loyal person to Li Zhi and has outstanding achievements, so he can say some things casually. Even if Li Zhi decides to meet someone, he dares to object.
Li Zhi looked at the road ahead and said: "It doesn't matter, I believe the local officials in Daqi will have a sense of proportion."
Li Laosi nodded and said no more.
After leaving the outer city of Beijing, Li Zhi asked curiously: "Where does he live?"
Han Jinxin replied: "Back to your Majesty, he lives in a small town seventy miles west of the capital. Although the town has a small population, it is the only town nearby for more than ten miles. Living there, prices are relatively low.
, rent and other things are also easy to deal with.”
In fact, the matter of renting a house already existed in the Ming Dynasty. There are many records about rental transactions in "The Plum in the Golden Ping" and "The Scholars".
Li Zhi asked: "Is this a rented house?"
Han Jinxin leaned on the back of Li Zhi's chair and replied: "Yes, Your Majesty, it seems to be a small courtyard."
Li Zhi stopped talking and just let his body rise and fall with the bumps of the vehicle.
The newly built asphalt road in the suburbs of Beijing only has two lanes, but it is far easier to travel than the dirt road. Although there are many merchants on the road, when they see the emperor's motorcade approaching, the merchants all give way to both sides, and the motorcade can still drive at a speed of more than ten kilometers per hour.
About two hours later, Li Zhi saw a deserted town.
The town is in the middle of two hills, with a small river next to it. It is not on a major traffic road. There are only about 20 houses in the town, most of which are grocery stores selling meat, vegetables, ironware and clothes. They are obviously for the nearby people.
Served by farmers. There were several farmers wandering on the roads in the town, seeming to be picking out daily necessities.
After two years of management by Cui Changwu and Li Huan, the farmers in the suburbs of Beijing seem to be better off than before. At least the farmers in these towns do not seem to have malnourished dishes.
Han Jinxin thought for a while and asked: "Your Majesty, do you want to blockade the town?"
Li Zhi waved his hand and said: "No, Han Jinxin, please wait for me outside the town with the guards. Don't go in."
Han Jinxin hesitated and said: "Your Majesty, this... this is not good." After hesitating for a while, Han Jinxin said directly: "This is the deposed emperor after all. If he gets angry and fights with His Majesty, it may be dangerous without the presence of the imperial guards."
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Li Zhi shook his head and said: "No need, I have my own sense of discretion."
Han Jinxin thought for a while and did not dare to say anything. He jumped out of the car and guarded the road outside the town with the guards. Li Laosi drove the jeep forward and finally drove the car to a small dilapidated yard.
Li Zhi looked outside the yard for a while and found that it was a small yard with a single family. The gate of the yard was not wide, which was the size of the door of an ordinary people's house. There was a small courtyard in front and a well in the yard. Behind it were three
The brick and tile houses are quite old and have some moss on them.
As soon as the car stopped, Li Zhi saw an old farmer coming out with a sickle in his hand. The old man was holding a piece of yellow paper on which a letter seemed to be written with a brush. The old man carefully wrote it with his mouth.
The ink is blowing in the wind, I hope the ink dries quickly.
After walking a few steps, the old man shook his head and said, "It's a bit expensive..."
As he was talking, the old man accidentally kicked the tire of Li Zhi's jeep.
Li Laosi frowned and looked at the old man coldly.
Li Laosi has commanded many big battles over the years, killing mountains of blood and corpses, and he has a frightening murderous aura. His glare frightened the old man and he suddenly lost his thoughts and threw away the letter.
He ran away. He took huge steps and ran out of the town in a blink of an eye without looking back.
Li Zhi smiled, jumped out of the car, and picked up the old man's letter.
There is a letter from home written in block letters on the letter paper, written by an old man to his son who is working in Tianjin. In fact, in the era of calligraphy, the official official font has always been block letters. Later Li Zhi saw some ancient imperial edicts in the museum, and the above
The characters are extremely neat and neat, and look even better than the regular characters printed in later generations.
The calligraphy on this letter paper is also very neat and beautiful, as if it reflects the calligraphy level of the writer.
Li Zhi nodded and said, "This is a good job to make a living."
Li Laosi turned off the car, jumped out of the car and opened the door for Li Zhi. Then Li Laosi escorted Li Zhi into the yard.
In the yard, a thin figure was chopping firewood by the well. Li Zhi looked carefully and saw clearly that the man was Wang Chengen, the eunuch Bingbi who was the eunuch of the ceremony.
Wang Chengen didn't seem to be malnourished. He had obviously eaten enough every day. But his mental state was a little dazed. Every time he chopped firewood, he would stand in front of the ax for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.
Li Zhi put his hands behind his back and shouted: "Wang Chengen!"
Wang Chengen looked at Li Zhi in surprise.
He first looked at Li Zhi's gorgeous imperial uniform, and then began to pay attention to Li Zhi's face. When he saw clearly who Li Zhi was, an expression of extreme panic appeared on his face.
He suddenly let out a piercing scream, rushed towards the house behind the yard, and shouted: "Master! Run away! Master, run away!"
The master mentioned by Wang Chengen is obviously the deposed emperor Zhu Youjian.
Very few deposed emperors in history could escape the fate of being poisoned. When Wang Chengen saw Li Zhi, he thought that the emperor was finally coming to take Zhu Youjian's life. Although he also knew that Zhu Youjian had no way to escape, he still
Subconsciously asking his master to make a final struggle.
Wang Chengen's call was loud enough for everyone nearby to hear it. Other nearby townspeople looked at the yard curiously. However, there was no movement from the people in the house.
Li Zhi just looked at Wang Chengen quietly.
Wang Chengen called for a long time before he realized that his call had no effect and slowly became quiet.
