Little Dandy, He's a Little Good

"Xiao Zhuo!" Duan Zheng had been waiting outside for Rong Zhuo, seeing him being led out by a servant, he quickly walked up to him.

Rong Zhuo has calmed down a little now, he thanked Shuangxi who led the way for him, and then left with Duan Zheng.

"What's wrong with you?" Duan Zheng stretched out his hand and squeezed his hand, "Why are you sweating so much? Is it because the fire in the side hall is too hot?"

"It's okay." Rong Zhuo didn't want to talk to him in this kind of place, so he dragged him away first.

When he was in the palace earlier, Rong Zhuo's actions were somewhat reckless.

It wasn't until he returned to Rong's mansion that night that he couldn't help being afraid.

All his understanding of the emperor came from Jing Du, so if he said those words recklessly tonight, if he accidentally angered the emperor, it might cause unpredictable consequences.

But so far, they have no clue about it.

If he just waits without doing anything, the result may not be much better.

Probably because he was too nervous, Rong Zhuo had a nightmare that night.

He dreamed that the emperor suddenly died suddenly, and the deposed prince bribed the imperial army for some reason, and ascended the throne smoothly.

Yu Jingdu, who heard the news and came from Beijiang, was tied up at the gate of the city.

The abolished crown prince is also the new emperor, and he ordered people to detain Yu Jingdu to show the public, and charged him with many false accusations, and planned to behead Jingdu someday.

In the dream, Yu Jingdu was still wearing a blood-stained war robe. He who was supposed to be a hero was slandered as a sinner of the dynasty.In his dream, Rong Zhuo tried his best to look at him and talk to him, but he was always crowded by the crowd and couldn't get close.

In the end, Rong Zhuo couldn't see his face clearly in the dream, but only saw the blood sprayed all over the snow...

When Rong Zhuo woke up from the dream, his body was already drenched in cold sweat.

He got up and changed into clean pajamas. He wanted to continue to sleep, but he always thought of the scene in his dream.

Even though he knew it was just a dream, his emotions were still difficult to calm down.

Because he didn't sleep well that night, he seemed particularly lethargic on the first day of the new year.

Fortunately, there was a pretty good news that afternoon.

The people from the Si Tianjian that Jiang Jiyan found were quite useful, and I don't know what excuses they found to persuade the emperor. The palace banquet in the second year of junior high school was really cancelled.

On the day of the second day of junior high school, Rong Zhuo asked Jin Douzi to prepare a carriage early in the morning, saying that he would go to the temple to offer incense and pray for blessings.

Rong Qinghuai had already seen that he had been restless for the past few days, so he didn't stop him, and asked him to leave more incense money for the temple at that time.

"Which monastery shall we go to, my lord?" Jin Douzi asked him.

Rong Zhuo put on the cloak on his body, seemingly unintentionally said: "Qingyin Temple."

"Qingyin Temple is quite far away." Jindouzi glanced at the sky, "It might snow today, should we move to a temple that is closer?"

"Just go to Qingyin Temple." Rong Zhuo said.

After Jin Douzi heard this, he didn't say anything more, and gave some instructions to the coachman.

Not long after the carriage left the city, it began to snow.

Fortunately, the snow wasn't too heavy, but when they arrived at Qingyin Temple, there was still a thin layer on the ground.

Jin Douzi looked up at the temple on the mountain, originally wanted to persuade Rong Zhuo to wait for the snow to stop before going, but he held back.

He could see it today, his young master came to Qingyin Temple today, and he couldn't stop him.

Because of the snow, the mountain road was a bit slippery.

When Rong Zhuo went up the mountain, he stumbled, and his fair forehead was bruised.

Jin Douzi looked very distressed, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

The incense in Qingyin Temple was as usual, but still not very prosperous.

In addition, today is the second day of the Lunar New Year, and there is not even a single pilgrim in the temple.

Rong Zhuo went to the temple to burn incense and pray for blessings, but he didn't leave in a hurry, but went to the backyard.

He walked to a stone platform in the backyard, reached out and touched under the stone platform for a while, and found a wooden box.

He still remembered that Yu Jingdu once told him that when he was young, he would write a letter and put it in a wooden box when he had no one to talk about, and then he would reply to the letter by himself after a while.

At that time, Yu Jingdu once told Rong Zhuo that if he wanted to say anything to him in the future, he could put it in this wooden box.At that time, Yu Jingdu hadn't confessed his identity to Rong Zhuo. When he said this, he probably planned to leave Rong Zhuo's life, and wanted to give Rong Zhuo a chance to contact him.

It's a pity that Rong Zhuo found out his identity in the end, and instead of forgetting each other, they became close companions.

Rong Zhuo held the wooden box, and slowly opened the lid.

To his surprise, there was a letter in the wooden box.

Rong Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, and he took out the letter inside.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and opened the letter, only to find that there was no letter in the envelope, only a dried flower petal.

Rong Zhuo looked at the petal for a long time, and recognized that it should be a rose petal.

Perhaps it was torn from a certain rose that he had given to Yu Jingdu, and Yu Jingdu put it in this wooden box at some point.

Holding the petal in his hand, Rong Zhuo's heart, which had been restless for several days, gradually calmed down miraculously.

He carefully wrapped the petal in a handkerchief, and put it in his close-fitting pocket.

Then he put a letter written last night into the wooden box, and put the wooden box back under the stone platform.

There is no signature in the letter he wrote, and the handwriting has been concealed. Even the paper is the most common kind. Even if the letter falls into the hands of others, there is no need to worry about revealing anything.

In fact, what he wrote in his letter were all long-winded nonsense, and some even didn't make sense.

He knew that even if he put the letter here, it would be impossible for Yu Jingdu to see it.

But he just couldn't help it, and wanted to say something to Yu Jingdu.

"The weather is cold, little benefactor, drink a cup of hot tea before leaving." A voice calmly sounded from behind.

Rong Zhuo turned his head to look, and recognized that the person who spoke to him was Yu Jingdu's Sixth Emperor Uncle, Master Wuyun.

Although Wuyun's temperament is completely different from the emperor's, but the two are brothers after all, so the outline of eyebrows and facial features can still be seen somewhat similar.

Yu Jingdu once mentioned Wuyun to Rongzhuo many times, saying that during the most helpless days when he was young, it was the sixth uncle who gave him the only warmth and companionship.Because of this, when Rong Zhuo saw him, he had no reason to feel kind in his heart.

Rong Zhuo followed Wuyun into the room, and sure enough, he saw tea being boiled on the low table in the room.

Wuyun signaled him and Jindouzi to sit down, and the two obediently sat cross-legged on the futon beside the table.

"It's snowing today, the little benefactor shouldn't go up the mountain rashly." Wuyun took a box of ointment for bruises and handed it to Jindouzi, and pointed to the wound on Rong Zhuo's forehead.Jin Douzi understood, thanked him, and then applied medicine to the wound on Rong Zhuo's forehead.

"Thank you, Master Wuyun." Rong Zhuo said.

"Is there something on your mind, little benefactor?" Wuyun asked him.

"I..." Rong Zhuo glanced at him, and said, "It's all common things in the world, I'm afraid to disturb Master Wuyun's purity if I say it."

"The poor monk asked all the questions, you just have to talk about it." Wuyun said: "Besides, monks may not ignore the world at all."

Hearing what he said, Rong Zhuo was no longer polite, and said to him: "The younger generation had a dream earlier, dreaming that...someone intended to slander His Highness the Crown Prince. His Highness is far away at the border and knows nothing about the capital. By the time he heard the news and arrived, it was too late."

"In the little benefactor's dream, where is His Majesty?" Wu Yun asked.

Rong Zhuo was startled, and whispered: "Your Majesty... Long Yu has returned to heaven."

Wuyun raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, "Little benefactor has such a dream, but is it because His Majesty is not well?"

"Your Majesty is fine now, this junior is just dreaming." Rong Zhuo said, "This junior is worried about His Royal Highness..."

Wuyun smiled, poured a cup of tea for Rong Zhuo, and poured another cup for Jindouzi.

The master and the servant drank tea with teacups in their hands, and neither of them spoke for a while.

"Everything has a definite number." Wuyun said, "You don't have to worry too much, little benefactor."

"Master Wuyun means to tell the junior not to do anything?" Rong Zhuo asked him.

Wuyun smiled, "The little benefactor can do whatever he wants, but remember to think about the consequences. The so-called doing everything according to the destiny, the little benefactor is a person with wisdom, and should understand the cause and effect of it."

"I understand, junior, thank you Master Wuyun for your guidance." After saying that, Rong Zhuo got up and saluted him.

That day, the master and servant had lunch at Qingyin Temple before leaving.

After they went down the mountain, the light snow turned into heavy snow.

This snow fell from the second day to the sixth day.

These days, the capital city has been calm and the emperor's body has been safe and sound. Except for calling Ji Xiunian on the third day of junior high school, he has never called anyone into the palace.

In the afternoon of the sixth day of the lunar new year, Rong Zhuo received another post from the palace, inviting him to a banquet in the palace on the Shangyuan Festival.

"Didn't you say that on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the royal family will go to the banquet? Why did you let me go?" Rong Zhuo asked Rong Qinghuai.

"In previous years, the Shangyuan Festival palace banquets did not only invite clan relatives." Rong Qinghuai said to him: "There will be many young people from clan clan attending the banquet this day, so His Majesty will select some outstanding ones from the nobles in Beijing. The young men and women here, one is to have fun, and second, if they meet someone who is close to their eyes, maybe they will give them a marriage or something."

Rong Zhuo: ...

"Can I push it?" Rong Zhuo frowned.

"Think about whether you want to go." Rong Qinghuai said: "If someone really cheated on the Shangyuan Festival banquet, you don't have to go."

Hearing this, Rong Zhuo hesitated again.

He still doesn't know who is behind the scenes.

In case the other party really made a move today, he could at least know what happened on the spot, which was better than being in the dark.But if he was present, he would also have to bear a risk, that is, the person who caused the trouble might kill someone to silence him.

Rong Zhuo hesitated again and again, and finally decided to go to the palace banquet.

As the saying goes, you can't bear to let your child be caught by a wolf.

Now he and Yu Jingdu are one body, one prospers and the other loses.

Yu Jingdu was not in Beijing, he couldn't just sit back and watch things happen like this.

After deciding to attend the palace banquet, Rong Zhuo went to find Jiang Jiyan again.

Jiang Jiyan has not been idle these days. Not only has he greeted the people in the patrol battalion, he has even made arrangements for the people in the imperial army.

"Isn't the Imperial Army only following His Majesty's lead?" Rong Zhuo asked him.

"I just reminded the imperial guards to be on guard in advance, and I didn't want them to kill His Majesty." Jiang Jiyan said: "If something really happened that day, the people from the patrol battalion could guard the capital. But the situation in the palace is uncertain. If Your Majesty has Just in case, if someone can get the edict again, most of the forbidden army will surrender."

"I will go to the palace to have a banquet that day." Rong Zhuo said.

"Are you crazy?" Jiang Jiyan was taken aback, "You don't even know who is going to attack, what if you have something to do with the deposed prince? He has long suspected your relationship with His Highness, and you will be in danger then."

"If someone wants to kill me, can I escape without entering the palace?" Rong Zhuo asked.

Jiang Jiyan thought about it, "I still don't agree with you entering the palace."

"There are still a few days before the palace banquet, I want to send my parents and uncle's family out of the capital first, and say that they are going back to Qizhou to visit relatives at my grandfather's house." Rong Zhuo said: "But I don't know if it will happen It's the same as last time, so I want to ask Jiang Shaoqing to help me."

"Don't worry." Jiang Jiyan said: "Your Highness left a lot of people behind when he left the capital, so you don't have to worry about the safety of your family. In my opinion, don't let them go to Qizhou. Your uncle has a lot of connections. Let him find a more secret place." Let’s stay there for a few months and wait for the dust to settle.”

Rong Zhuo nodded upon hearing this.

"What should you do?" Jiang Jiyan asked: "If something happens to you in the palace, I have no ability to rescue you."

"The palace banquet started in the afternoon and lasted until night." Rong Zhuo said, "I'll go and have a look at that time, and I'll run away after I find any clues."

"How can it be so easy?" Jiang Jiyan said, "I don't approve of you entering the palace. If something happens to you, how can I explain to His Highness?"

"You don't need to explain to him." Rong Zhuo said: "And I'm lucky and fateful, nothing will happen to me."

Jiang Jiyan still wanted to persuade him, but Rong Zhuo had obviously made up his mind, and the other party didn't listen to him even if he said something out of mouth.

"I will try my best to buy the guards at the gate of the palace that day." Jiang Jiyan said: "I will also send people to guard outside the palace. If there is any problem, you must find a way to get out of the palace at all costs. As long as you leave the palace gate, you will be safe. gone."

Rong Zhuo nodded when he heard the words, "Maybe everything is our unfounded worry, and nothing will happen."

Jiang Jiyan forced a smile when he heard the words, but he couldn't relax no matter what.

The next day, Rong Zhuo arranged for Rong's parents and Duan Chengxing's family to leave the capital, and he didn't even let Jindouzi stay.

There has always been a custom of visiting relatives after the New Year's Eve in this dynasty. Although it has passed the sixth day of the lunar new year, their move is not too abrupt.

Rong's father was originally unwilling to leave, but now that things have come to an end, his staying will not only be of no help, but may also become a weakness for others to pinpoint Rong Zhuo, so he chatted with Rong Zhuo until midnight that night, and decided to take Rong Zhuo with him. Mother left Beijing.

As for Rong Zhuo, although he has all kinds of concerns in his heart, he still has to let go.

Because he knew that Rong Zhuo could not stay out of this matter, and he had already lost the opportunity to stop Rong Zhuo.

When he decided to send his wife and children out of the capital last year, they were already wrapped up in the storm in the capital.With his own strength, he is completely unable to protect Rong Zhuo and this family.

The only thing that comforts him is that Rong Zhuo is no longer the ignorant boy he used to be.

Sometimes he even felt that his son's courage and insight were better than his.

Saying goodbye to this day, the most annoying person is actually Duan Zheng.

If it weren't for the majesty of Rong's father and Duan Chengxing, with his temperament, he probably wanted to stay with Rong Zhuo.

But in the current situation, not only would he not be able to help Rong Zhuo, but it would make Rong Zhuo feel helpless.

In the end, Duan Zheng groaned for a long while, and left in the carriage honestly.

In the next few days, the capital was calm and peaceful.

But the more this is the case, the more depressing it is.

When it came to the Shangyuan Festival, Rong Zhuo had packed up early and entered the palace when the time came.

He couldn't say why, he had been restless for the past few days, but he calmed down a lot on this day.

In the afternoon, when it was almost time to enter the palace, Rong Zhuo put on a big cloak and entered the palace.

The snow that fell a few days ago has long since melted, and the capital city today can be described as sunny and sunny.

After Rong Zhuo entered the palace, he was led by the servant waiting at the gate of the palace to go towards the insider.

The imperial palace of this dynasty is very large. After entering through the corner gate, walking along the palace road on one side, it takes nearly a quarter of an hour to reach the place where the palace banquet is held.This time the palace banquet was still held at Guanyue Residence, Rong Zhuo had been to that place more than once and was already familiar with it, but this time, for some reason, he felt that the place was extremely far away, and he could not reach it after walking for a long time.

Just when they were halfway there, there was a sound of horseshoes from behind.

Rong Zhuo turned his head to look, and saw a man riding a fast horse, holding the rein with one hand, and holding a token in the other.

"Why can this person ride a horse in the palace?" Rong Zhuo asked in puzzlement.

"Back to young master, according to the rules of my court, only the most important urgent report can the messenger soldier enter the palace on horseback." The servant replied: "I guess this is an urgent report that cannot be delayed?"

Rong Zhuo frowned when he heard the words, the most urgent report in his heart, it can only be a matter of the border.

"When the news of the border war came to the capital, did the messengers enter the palace on horseback?" Rong Zhuo asked.

"It seems that there is no such thing." The waiter said: "According to what I know, it seems that only the boss fights..."

He seemed to feel a little unlucky in the middle of his words, so he quickly swallowed the words back.

But Rong Zhuo couldn't help but thumped in his heart, feeling an ominous premonition.

Could it be that this time, as written in the book, General Chang still died in battle?

Hearing what this little servant said, even if there was a war, he could not enter the palace on horseback. What would be more serious would only be that the commander died in battle...

If this matter got to the ears of the emperor, would the other party get agitated and die?

Rong Zhuo's thoughts turned sharply, and he always felt that something was wrong.

"Little eunuch, I'm a little tired, can I rest here for a while?" Rong Zhuo asked him.

"Naturally." The little servant said: "The banquet has not yet started, young master, don't worry."

Rong Zhuo walked to the side of the palace road, leaning on the pillar with one hand and pretending to rest, but he couldn't help wondering whether the urgent report just now might have something to do with what happened tonight.If what he expected was right, then his best choice now is to turn around and leave the palace instead of going to the banquet.

But if he guessed wrong, then he would be absent from the palace banquet for no reason, and I'm afraid it would be difficult to explain afterwards.

More importantly, his departure may scare the snake away.

While Rong Zhuo was hesitating, a man suddenly turned out from the side of the palace road, the man looked in a hurry, and sweat broke out from his forehead.

"Eunuch Double Happiness?" The little servant hurriedly bowed to the visitor.

When Rong Zhuo raised his eyes, he also recognized that this person was the little servant whom he helped to rescue from the Seventh Prince last time.

If he remembered correctly, the other party was Lai Fu's apprentice.

"You go first, I'll take the young master along." Shuangxi dismissed the little servant at the side.

Without waiting for the other party to go away, Shuangxi said to Rong Zhuo: "Young Master Rong, please leave the palace quickly, don't delay any longer."

Rong Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, "Eunuch, please tell me, is something wrong?"

"There's bad news coming from the border, and His Majesty was suddenly agitated by hearing it. I'm afraid it's not a good thing." Shuangxi said in a low voice, "Young Master Rong is a smart man. This is not the time to get to the bottom of it. If you don't leave, you will receive a letter from the palace gate It will be too late."

Rong Zhuo grabbed his sleeve and asked, "What is the bad news from the border?"

Shuangxi frowned and looked at him, "His Royal Highness... died for the country!"

Rong Zhuo's heart froze, his eyes darkened, but luckily Shuangxi quickly supported him.

It wasn't General Chang who died in the battle, but Yu Jingdu?

Impossible, Yu Jingdu is the protagonist in this world, how could he die?

"Young Master Rong, now is not the time to be sad." Shuangxi said.

Rong Zhuo gasped for breath, his heart ached as if someone had dug it open, the pain was so painful that he could hardly think.

"If Your Majesty can't make it through, there will be chaos in the palace, and you will be in danger then." Shuangxi said.

Rong Zhuo was taken aback, and finally regained his sense of reason for a short time, he knew something was wrong.

It was also possible that the palace banquet was originally held in the second year of junior high school, but it was canceled because of manipulation by Si Tianjian.

Even if the person behind it originally chose the Lantern Festival, how could the urgent report from the border pass come by such a coincidence today?

What a coincidence, as if it had been deliberately arranged by someone.

"Thank you, father-in-law." Rong Zhuo forced himself to salute him.

Shuangxi stuffed a token into his hand, "If anyone stops you, young master will show them this."

Hearing this, Rong Zhuo turned around and walked towards the palace gate.

Along the way, he didn't dare to let himself think too much, and he didn't dare to let himself think about the content of the urgent report.

Since things are strange, then everything is not a foregone conclusion.

He didn't believe that Yu Jingdu would die, unless he saw it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe anyone who said it!

Just as Rong Zhuo was turning the palace road, a small figure suddenly jumped at his feet.

Rong Zhuo looked down and found that it was the Eighth Prince.

"Brother!" The eighth prince hugged his leg, raised his head and smiled at him.

Rong Zhuo was stunned, for a moment he didn't know how to react.

At this moment, a woman came out from behind the palace road and knelt down towards Rong Zhuo, "Please young master Rong take Cen'er out of the palace together!"

"You... Your concubine?" Rong Zhuo hurriedly reached out to help her: "I can't help it, you are..."

"Young master, please listen to me." Cheng Concubine said: "Your Majesty may not be able to survive this time. According to the rules, some concubines in the harem will be buried. I don't want to leave Cen'er alone in the palace."

"but I……"

"If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is safe and sound, he will protect him." Cheng Concubine bowed to Zhong Rong after saying this.

When Rong Zhuo heard the words, he understood the meaning of the concubine Cheng.

Her request is extremely absurd at first glance. Isn't it just a joke to let Rong Zhuo, a person who can't protect himself, take away the eighth prince?

But when she thought about it carefully, her calculation was not unfounded.

This concubine Cheng was obviously very smart, and she also realized that there was something wrong with today's urgent report.

But she knew that no matter whether the urgent report was true or not, it would be difficult for the emperor to escape.

Once the emperor is dead, she may be buried, and the eighth prince will become a child without protection.

If her prediction is correct and the emergency report is false, it means that Yu Jingdu is still alive.

In this way, Yu Jingdu would naturally protect the Eighth Prince, and Rong Zhuo took the little guy out of the palace ahead of time, so that no one would use him to restrain Yu Jingdu in the future.After all, among the people in the palace, the only person Yu Jingdu cared about was the Eighth Prince.

And if the emergency report is true, Rong Zhuo must escape from the capital if he wants to survive, and Yu Jingdu's people will also protect Rong Zhuo.

At that time, the eighth prince will follow Rong Zhuo. Although he will lose his glory and wealth, he will be much happier than being a poor little man in the palace with no one to protect him.

"Brother?" Seeing Concubine Cheng like this, the eighth prince also wanted to kowtow to Rong Zhuo.

Rong Zhuo frowned, picked up the little guy and put it into his arms, and said to Concubine Cheng: "Your Majesty, take care, the matter is not a foregone conclusion, there is still room for change."

Cheng Concubine nodded to him when she heard the words, got up immediately and walked away without looking back.

Rong Zhuo turned his head and looked around, seeing no one passing by, he carried the Eighth Prince and walked towards the gate of the palace.

Fortunately, he was wearing a heavy cloak in winter, and he was hiding in his arms. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.

But even so, Rong Zhuo was still sweating nervously.

If someone finds out this time, he will really be buried in the palace today.

Rong Zhuo led the people through the long palace road, and when he was about to reach the gate of the palace, he encountered the imperial guards patrolling.

Because the incident happened suddenly, they might not know what happened to the emperor, it was just a routine inspection.

"The palace banquet has not yet started at this time, why did the young master leave the palace?" Chao Rongzhuo, the imperial guard who was patrolling, asked.

Rong Zhuo now has a big living person in his arms, if he is not careful, his feet will be exposed.

He considered his tone and said, "I... feel a little uncomfortable."

"Then why don't you go to Tai Hospital?" the man asked again.

Rong Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, knowing that this person is not going to let it go today.

He is still holding the token given to him by Shuangxi in his hand now, but if he takes out the token, the Eighth Prince in his arms will not be able to hide.

If he had been in such a stalemate, the other party would probably have doubts...

Just when Rong Zhuo was riding a tiger, a boy's voice suddenly came from behind him: "Why hasn't Young Master Rong left the palace yet? It's so cold outside, it hurts even more if you blow the wind carefully."

"Your Highness Fifth." The guards hurriedly saluted the visitor.

Rong Zhuo turned his head and saw that he was the Fifth Prince.

Last time on Yu Jingdu's birthday, it was the banquet palace where he took the Eighth Prince to the banquet.

"I'll send you out of the palace." The Fifth Prince smiled and waved away the patrolling guards.

Rong Zhuo took a deep look at him, did not make a sound, silently followed behind the fifth prince, and was sent out of the palace gate by the other party.