[Zhu Ning] For the sake of the country

These lanterns ignite your desires, your fantasies...you want the throne and...I'm not like you...

The Daming Gate is located at the southern end of the palace city. Zhu Houzhao just stood on the city wall, and the people who had been waiting for a long time saw the true face of the emperor, bowed down and praised him one after another.

Zhu Houzhao caressed the gold buckle hidden close to his chest, and took out a private seal with the word "Hao" from the hidden pocket of his sleeve. At a high place where thousands of people looked up to, he covered his lips with his sleeve and kissed the jade ring lightly. The texture is warm and moist.The fireworks were gorgeous, and the whole world celebrated together. Zhu Hou looked at the prosperity of the city and got another favorite thing, and he couldn't help smiling.

Countless radiance bloomed over the night sky of the capital, and Zhu Houzhao was looking up at the gorgeous sky.

"There is light behind the emperor!"

"Yes! Look!"

Suddenly someone in the crowd noticed the halo behind Zhu Houzhao, and they all stared in amazement. The emperor is indeed the right man;

Sensing the movement of the crowd, Zhu Houzhao caught a glimpse of the light behind him from the corner of his eye. He looked back and saw that the blazing fire was burning in the Forbidden City behind him. It was far away and it was impossible to tell which palace, but the flame started on the central axis, no matter where it was One place is the highest place in the world.Zhu Houzhao had a very ominous premonition. He flicked his sleeves and asked sharply, "Where is the fire?!"

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Chen Zhuo just got the news at the gate of Daming Gate, rushed up to the tower with a dead face, and knelt down at Zhu Houzhao's feet.

Zhu Houzhao frowned and looked at the distant fire with hatred, his complexion was paler than Chen Zhuo, and he spit out a word with all his strength, "Say!"

"Your Majesty! The Qianqing Palace is on fire!" Chen Zhuo touched the ground with his forehead, bleeding directly.

Zhu Houzhao also identified where the grand flames were coming from. He turned around and faced the Forbidden City in a daze, looking at the huge flame, "Qianqing Palace? Oh, Qianqing Palace?"

Chen Zhuo was too frightened by his low tone and gloomy expression to take a second look.

"Oh, you ran away again, didn't you?" Zhu Houzhao waved his fist and hit the city wall, his knuckles were bloody, and the sapphire private seal in his hand was also smashed to pieces, and the fragments flew, some fell directly under the city wall, and they were put together again Incomplete. "Block the gate of the palace, no one is allowed to come out!" Zhu Houzhao trembled angrily, set fire to escape, this trick was used in Chongwenmen, today is Qianqing Palace again!

Chen Zhuo's brows were already frowned into a knot, he kowtowed again, his forehead was bleeding, and he said in a sobbing voice, "That expensive... that adult..." No matter how you call him, he feels that it is inappropriate to call him King Ning. But at this moment, before he had time to think about it, he blurted out, "Your Majesty! The prince is in the Qianqing palace!"

Zhu Houzhao forgot the severe pain in his hands. For a moment, the shouts of the mountains and the roar of the fireworks were taken away by these words. In a word, he was brought back to the human world, "What did you say?" He pulled up Chen Zhuo who was on the ground, and asked him word by word, "What did you say?"

Chen Zhuo knew that Zhu Chenhao and Zhu Houzhao had been entangled for years, so he couldn't imagine what the emperor was thinking at the moment, so he sobbed as much as possible to calm his trembling voice, "Your Majesty, the prince is in Qianqing Palace, he didn't escape...he... ..."

"What happened to him?" Because he bowed his head, Chen Zhuo didn't realize that the emperor who was right in front of him was weeping, pitifully like an ant, begging for his life in the high place where no one looked up to during the Lantern Festival.

"The imperial guards guarding the Qianqing Palace rushed in when they found that the imperial study room was on fire, but the palace was full of lanterns arranged by the emperor, and they all burned up with a little flame, and the guards couldn't get in at all. Kaiwadang, the imperial study room is already in flames, I saw the prince..."

Zhu Houzhao couldn't hold it anymore, he slowly sat down leaning on the crenel of the city wall, and witnessed the grand fire in the palace in the distance, "How is he..." His strong premonition turned into great sadness, and everyone in the world Even the joy of people in the festive season can't resolve this sorrow, he said to himself, he already guessed...

Chen Zhuo couldn't bear to say any more, the imperial army could only see pools of red blood beside the prince, looking down from a high place, it was like the last few remaining flowers in the world, surrounded by flames, dancing with overwhelming wealth, devouring the residence of the emperor and sweeping away the power supremely.

Zhu Houzhao rushed down the city wall and ran towards the heat wave at high speed. Wherever he passed, some people exclaimed or bowed down. Jin Yiwei and his servants chased after him, but they couldn't catch up with him.

The imperial guards at the Meridian Gate commanded the firefighting while maintaining the security of the palace. They saw a figure galloping in the distance, and there were countless entourages gathered behind them. After seeing that it was the emperor, they knelt down and Zhu Houzhao ran away. After a long time, his strength was not exhausted. He was caught by the threshold in front of the palace gate and staggered. Ji Rong rushed over to stabilize him, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty, stop! There is danger ahead!"

Zhu Houzhao's face was shrouded in flames, his eyes were already red, "Get out of the way!"

"Your Majesty can't do it!" Ji Rong roared, he must stop the irrational madness.

"Get out of the way!" Zhu Houzhao kicked Ji Rong's chest.Ji Rong shook his body and refused to give in. The fire was so huge that it had devoured and burned the eaves and arches of the Qianqing Palace. The sound of thick smoke billowing and cracking was mixed with the voices of countless maids and servants shouting for firefighting. The palace was already in chaos.

Ji Rong coughed twice, "Your Majesty! I won't let you!"

"Please stop, Your Majesty!" Not only Ji Rong, but also the Jin Yiwei and the servants who chased Zhu Houzhao, plus all the imperial guards here, all knelt at his feet, forming a human wall, absolutely not letting him go any further, Zhu Houzhao turned a deaf ear, Still moving forward, Chen Zhuo hugged his leg tightly, Ji Rong and others tried their best to hold his arm, Zhu Houzhao struggled to get closer to Qianqing Palace, but it was in vain, he and Zhu Houzhao Chen Hao is only a palace gate away, but he can no longer touch it.You, you all stop me, the whole world stops me, I just want to be alone...

During the struggle, Zhu Houzhao's clothes were messed up, and the gold buckle he had hidden next to his body fell off, and fell to the ground with a ding and rolled far away.Zhu Houzhao was dazzled by the golden streamer, and saw this precious thing being discarded, as if he had lost his soul, he locked the golden buckle with a gloomy gaze, as if seeing the owner's return, everyone was shocked by his actions Surprised, he loosened his grip for a moment.Zhu Houzhao choked with pain and threw himself at Zhu Chenhao's golden buckle, knelt on the ground, picked it up, cupped his hands and kissed it to his lips, tears and cold sweat were all over his face, no one dared to step forward, so he had to Facing the sobbing back of the emperor, he stood silently.

Amidst the huge cracking sound, the Qianqing Palace collapsed, and on the white marble steps, where the people of the world kneel and worship, the raging fire was burning in the snow, and the burning was extremely bright.

Zhu Houzhao kissed this ornament, his heart ached and his heart was broken. It turned out that you decided to leave, so you left it to me.

You are indeed a cruel and heartless person, you would rather die than be with me, how could you bear to treat me like this...

I am the emperor, I was born with a doomed identity, Zhu Houzhao hated the Ninth Five-Year Lord for the first time, and the greatest power could not be exchanged for a single person.The wound on the back of his hand was still bleeding, staining Zhu Chenhao's belongings red. Only then did Zhu Houzhao think of the broken private seal. That word soothed the loneliness of longing that had not been seen for many years, and accompanied countless lonely nights in the deep palace. , was destroyed by himself today, together with the palace.

Zhu Houzhao squeezed the gold buckle tightly, and hurried to Daming Gate in a daze, "My private seal, my private seal is gone..."

"Your majesty!" Chen Zhuo cried out in pain behind him, "The imperial physician! Please ask the imperial physician to bandage the emperor's wound!"

Looking at the bewitched and mad emperor, Ji Rong felt heartbroken for a moment, fearing that he would do something crazy and lose his mind again, so he finally stepped forward and stopped Zhu Houzhao again, and knocked Zhu Houzhao unconscious with his palm. Before he lost consciousness, he ordered, "Take the I'm going to the palace..."

Jin Xuan, who did not have time to leave in the future, saw a big fire in the direction of the palace in front of the palace. He had already obtained the folding fan Zhu Chenhao mentioned. When he was about to leave, half of the sky was dyed red by the flames. He looked at the place Bright, looked back at the palace in the dark, buried countless emotions in his heart, and said silently in his heart, the subordinates must obey the prince's will!He will never forget the last farewell. In the midst of grief, he noticed a group of elite horsemen approaching in the distance. He quickly hid his figure and set off for Nanchang in the midst of the city's celebration of unknown palace events.

Although Zhu Houzhao only mentioned the palace, both Ji Rong and Chen Zhuo knew where it was. Jin Yiwei carried the emperor here, and Ji Rong carried him directly to the master's bedroom. Chen Zhuo and the imperial doctor hurriedly bandaged the wound and boiled it to soothe the nerves. Decoction.Half of the red-hot sky finally dimmed, and the flames were buried by white snow.

To millions of people in the world, the palace is just a big fire.

For historians, it is only recorded that during the Lantern Festival during the Zhengde period, the emperor put up lanterns and streamers in the palace. Unexpectedly, the lanterns ignited a fire and burned down the Qianqing Palace.

The Qianqing Palace was turned into scorched earth. There was no imperial decree, and no one mentioned rebuilding the palace.From then on, the emperor no longer lived in the Forbidden City, but only kept one place outside the palace.

In the beginning of spring, the begonias in the imperial garden were not yet in bud. Zhu Houzhao ignored the objections of the officials and punished several people with court sticks, and insisted on leaving for the south. .

Only the warm spring here can comfort the severe cold of the previous season. Zhu Houzhao redraws the picture scroll in memory in the palace, outlines the eyebrows, eyes, and body shape one by one. Even as time goes by, what is hidden in his heart will never fade. The eyelash feathers on the side are also carefully drawn.

The itinerary to Haozhou has been arranged. Zhu Houzhao put away the picture scroll with satisfaction, and opened the report from Jiangxi. The state affairs piled up and were all thrown to the cabinet. There are only a few places in the vast territory that can arouse his interest.

Wu Dayong's army has been suppressing bandits in Jiangxi and other places. Now that the suppression of bandits has been completed, I am here to ask whether to return to the court.Zhu Houzhao scanned through the whole article and told about his hard-working experience in the past year. He was very disappointed. When he was about to give up the report, he thought of one thing. Zhu Bi wrote and passed it on to Wu Dayong near Nanchang, Jiangxi.

It has been nearly a year since that soul-stirring rebellion. The scorched earth on the flames of war has been covered with green grass. Poyang Lake is rippling with blue waves, washed away with blood, and will not tell anyone about the past. , I don't care that the royal family has a few more jokes for people to talk about.Zhu Hou took care of the person in the painting, and added, "Don't reveal it."

Prince Ning's Mansion in Nanchang occupies a vast area with countless pavilions. This noble land contains rare books, music scores and guqin. Among the prince's mansions known to all feudal vassals in the world, Ning Mansion is the most talented and romantic.Wu Dayong and Wuxiu stood in front of the century-old palace, hesitating whether to enter or not.Both of them didn't bring any subordinates, and they were in trouble at the gate, "Amitabha, why did the emperor ask us to come?" Wuxiu came to Jiangxi without knowing it. After the water war in Poyang Lake, he has stayed here, playing the role of the former commander of Jinyiwei. Professional expertise, assisting Wu Dayong in suppressing bandits, now he thought he could retire and return to his hometown to enjoy himself, but was driven by Wu Dayong to continue working as a laborer in the name of order.

"Lord Mao, you have followed the late emperor for many years, and you don't know how to figure out the holy will?" Wu Dayong took off his armor, and there was nowhere to pour out his bitterness. After fighting the bandits and refugees for a year, he longed to return to Beijing as a teacher.

"I don't know, the emperor is here? Is it to move King Ning's things, and just move the whole palace away!" Realizing that this title can no longer be mentioned, he quickly shut up and covered it with his hands exaggeratedly.

In the hollow above the moon, a spring river flower moon night on the Qinhuai River painting boat was performed wonderfully, and Zhu Houzhao looked at the crescent moon of willow leaves from the bow of the boat.Tomorrow, I will leave for Zhongdu and go up the river. I have ordered Wu Dayong to wait for the holy driver at the end point.Here, the mist is curling up, the water and the sky are the same color, the boat is bumped and missed, and whose country has been wasted.

After years and months, whether half of life has passed, this year I will go back to the old road, I don't know whether it is happiness or sadness, today I am downcast and persistently yearning for illusory promises.

"Your majesty, please see me without rest." Chen Zhuo knelt down and said.The emperor stood on the side of the boat, very close to the river, if he was not careful, he would easily slip, but no one dared to go up to persuade him.

Zhu Houzhao turned a deaf ear to it.

"Your Majesty, endlessly said that there are old things in the old place of Nanchang to present to the Emperor."

The moonlight gradually turned into blood in Zhu Houzhao's eyes, and he glanced at the object that Chen Zhuo knelt and raised above his head.It was a folding fan, which is very common among folks, and street vendors can be seen everywhere.

Zhu Houzhao said coldly, "Throw it away!"

Chen Zhuo didn't dare to disobey, and moved to the side of the boat tremblingly, looked at Zhu Houzhao twice, and then at the fan, and had to throw himself into the water with all his strength.

With a bang, Zhu Houzhao's heart of resentment was instantly cracked, and he instinctively jumped into the water to grab it.I still remember that when I tested his loyalty, it was the same, but there was no follower behind him, Zhu Houzhao stood in the dark and cold water, as if he heard the voice of earnestness, "Your Highness, you are a body of gold, Your Highness, you can be ten million!" Nothing can happen..."

The ears are buzzing, but the memory is vivid.

"What kind of flowers does the emperor like?"

"Bamboo...bamboo is okay...

This is the last thought left in the world. Once touched, it will be the poison of lovesickness. I don't want it, and I am exhausted.

I have forgotten you!Completely forgot!

Zhu Houzhao sank lower and lower in the water, and finally he couldn't find the folding fan.

Didn't he know back then that he had the ambition of chasing power and approached him to show his favor, knowing that he was extremely poisonous and dangerous, but he still fell into the abyss of rebellion and perished in the dilemma of reason and indulgence, just like just now, he clearly recognized This fan, I don't want to suffer any more pain, but I still don't want to let it fall to the bottom. It turns out that the beginning and the end are the same mistakes, and there is no chance to regret it in this life.insert bookmark

Zhu Houzhao was obsessed with self-abuse and lost in auditory hallucinations, as if he could see his old friend the next moment, he finally yelled out his heart, I give you innocence, can you return with me.

The cold river water poured into the mouth and nose, melting into the blood of the whole body, drowning the fire-like indulgence in the frozen land of despair.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Everyone on the boat exclaimed, Jin Yiwei jumped into the water one after another to rescue him, the sound of the water continued, and the howls were shrill.

"The eldest son's life is connected to pearls. Although the world is vast, the people of Zhaomin are all under the care of..."

Whose voice is that, Father Emperor?Zhu Houzhao fell asleep on the bed for many days. He was awakened by the voice in his dream, and the entire Nanjing palace city became alive because of the emperor's awakening.

Kneeling in front of Zhu Houzhao's sick bed endlessly, the impression of the handsome and handsome emperor became more and more deep. His life was dying the day before yesterday, and his life was hanging by a thread. He had no heirs and no successors. He finally woke up, looking sleepy, and dressed in white like a filial piety, "Your Majesty, the fan was given to you by someone from Prince Ning's Mansion. He said it was..."

"Hmm..." Zhu Houzhao rubbed the gold buckle on his wrist, "I see..."

"Ah?" Wuxiu was full of doubts, he didn't know anything.

"Everything in the palace is as before, don't confiscate it! Don't destroy a piece of brick and tile!" As long as it is a little request, I will definitely agree, not to mention that you only have this last wish in your life.

"Oh!" Wuxiu added heartlessly, "Wu Dayong obtained your imperial decree earlier, and helped you keep it well there. People are saying, why is the palace still in place after Ning's mansion is abolished!"

Zhu Houzhao's eyes struck with murderous intent, and then he laughed again, "What about you? Are you planning to go back to your side and continue to complete the important task entrusted to you by the late emperor?"

Wuxiu didn't dare to say another word, he quickly fell to the ground.When did the emperor know about it?I don't know it's his brother, it's over, it's over, it's over, the emperor dealt with the four kings, the king of Anhua, and the king of Ning, which time was he not cruel and merciless, this time...

Zhu Houzhao couldn't stop laughing, he leaned on the cushion, he didn't understand, he wasn't poisoned, and he didn't die soon, let's live well.

I was the one who was poisoned, and this poison is called love, love and sorrow.

Wuxiu has experienced the turmoil of the previous dynasty, and also witnessed the turmoil of the current dynasty. He said reluctantly, "Your Majesty, I have watched you grow up, and everything will be fine..."

Zhu Hou watched Wuxiu without saying a word.

It's not a marriage, but it weaves fate and cause and effect.

"The little one also goes back to the Golden Pavilion Temple in Meilong Town. If the emperor wants to come, let the little one wait for you."

Zhu Houzhao shook his head, "I'm going back to the capital."

The world is so big that there is nowhere to go.

How to distinguish between winning and losing.

"Ah? Oh, yes, it's too hot here in summer, the emperor will go back to the capital to escape the heat, and come back next year." Wuxiu nodded.

Zhu Houzhao was exhausted from coughing, "It can't be avoided..." The emperor was surrounded by imperial physicians and servants, and was squeezed out of the bedroom without rest. He looked back, knelt down and bowed three times, "Thank you for your kindness!"

This winter came earlier than last year. Zhu Houzhao worshiped and prayed in the Taimiao during the New Year’s Eve. The rituals lasted from dawn to dusk. During the ceremony, he looked at the bright candles and felt his eyes became brighter and brighter. He smelled blood, and then there was darkness.

Wuxiu came to the Kinkakuji Temple when the spring red was gone, "Hey! Are you still alive?"

I don't understand that at the gate of the mountain, leaning against the stone behind him to bask in the sun, with a straw in his mouth, he finally showed a little surprise when he saw Wuxiu, the emperor actually let him come to him, "Amitabha, the benefactor is still panting? "

Looking at the sky far away, the pure azure blue makes people feel far away. Since Tongzhou took the assassin's sword, the imperial doctor has lied to the emperor and himself. What poison is on the sword is obviously nonsense. I thought it was real. But next year, all the banknotes have been thrown out, and now it's good, and I can only live with the fasting here.Why did the imperial physician help him escape? I laughed when I didn't understand it. Who was the imperial physician serving every day at that time?It's true that even the imperial doctor can be bought by this "good opponent", "So you helped me..." Don't understand muttered.

"Ah?" Wuxiu held his ear pinna with one hand, stretched his neck, "I can't hear clearly..."

"Can't hear you clearly? I'll say it again!" I don't know how to pull Wuxiu's ear to my mouth, and I'm about to yell, when I hear the thick bells in the temple ringing, one after another, the deep and sad repetitions hit people's hearts the sound of……

The world is plain, the country is pale, the emperor fell into the water, three days ago the cough worsened, he vomited blood and fell to the ground.The imperial court ordered all the subjects of the world to pray for the emperor, and the bells and chanting of the temples were just praying for the emperor.No one knows the sadness that he doesn't understand, he swallowed his tears towards the clear sky, this great tomorrow is actually not in anyone's hands...

The Qianqing Palace is a piece of scorched earth, and the emperor's palace has another living place.

This day Zhu Houzhao was sitting on the bed, looking at the green leaves outside the window, thinking of the remaining flowers of crabapple falling in the imperial garden, he was kneading a handwriting in his hand, there were raining bamboos and verdant trees, little flying flowers falling in the green shade, two sentences incomplete There will be no second half of the song. Life always has a beginning, but no one can figure out the ending. Who would not want the country to be in charge of the universe?

This life is entangled in fate and trade-offs.

One person's plan ignited the flames of war, and the other's persistence broke the weak water glacier.

Can those unforgettable pasts be counted as having...

Zhu Houzhao wore a golden wrist buckle on his wrist, and smashed the remaining manuscript into fluff with one hand. When the wind blew, he swayed away from the window and to the height of the nine heavens... After all, he couldn't see anything...

The encounters, entanglements, love and hatred in those years were reduced to a few chapters, written in the history books in cold ink, thin and absurd, no one remembered them in the end, and they were nowhere to be found after many years...

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