Reverse Junhou

Zhu Rong was only 12 years old when he picked up a tasseled spear for the first time.

Her father handed her a roll of portraits, saying that the Zhu family had entered into a marriage contract with the Jingyang family, and that the boy in the portrait would be her future husband.

She took the scroll and carefully spread it on the bedside of the boudoir.This is a full-body portrait painted by a painter from the south of the Yangtze River in person in Zhenbei Mansion.The boy in the painting seems to be only a few years older than himself, and he is concentrating on cleaning the pendant on the horse's forehead.He was dressed in a sterling silver light fur, and his eyes were shining brightly, as if containing the stars and everything.Although the facial features have not yet opened, but the clear and handsome lines can be faintly seen.

Miss Zhu blushed, kicked the embroidered shoes down, and fell asleep hugging the person in the painting.

My father said to himself, don't look at Jing Yanglin's eldest grandson who is young and young, but has led troops to fight barbarians outside the Great Wall for two years.Not long ago, he personally led his troops to sneak into the big tent of the Yanqu tribe and beheaded the leader of the Hu people's garrison.Judging from his father's tone, he seemed very satisfied with the future son-in-law of the Zhu family, and he was full of praise for him.

Zhu Rongsheng's mother died early, and her father brought her up since she was a child.Watching her father practice soldiers and sharpen his sword every day, she has already been fascinated by it.In the early morning of the next day, Zhu Rong took out a long tassel from the warehouse, and raised his small head to his father: "I also want to practice martial arts diligently, and lead troops to fight in the future!"

The generals behind his father laughed loudly and looked at him with interest.The tasseled spear was half a head taller than the eldest lady, but she held it firmly in her hand, not letting go no matter what.

The father also laughed along, found a soldier and asked him to take the young lady to play around.

Zhu Liang thought to himself, children are ignorant, they always like to come up with whims, and one ghostly idea is better than the other.Zhu Rong's lively and active personality must have been on the spur of the moment, so it can't be taken seriously.

Unexpectedly, since then, Zhu Rong has practiced martial arts day in and day out, never leaving his sword.

Every year, her father would take her back to Beijing to report on her duties, and by the way, she would stay in Zhu's Mansion in the capital for a few months.Zhu Rong has a temper like a brat, and all the ladies in Beijing don't like to play with her.On the contrary, he has a deep friendship with Wen Yu, the young master of Wen Mansion, the son of the richest prime minister in Beijing.The two of them love to toss around in the capital, making the neighbors' courtyards jump up and down, and young masters and ladies of the same age see them, they all walk around one after another.

Zhu Rong took Wen Yu to hide in the barn of Zhu Mansion, saying that he had something very important to show him.Miss Wen saw that Zhu Rong was dawdling and couldn't find anything for a long time, so he simply grabbed the scroll hidden in Zhu Rong's sleeve, and opened it to read.

Zhu Rong blushed, and hesitatingly said: "Wen Ji, this is my future husband, do you think he is handsome?"

Wen Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, leaned closer to the person in the portrait for a closer look, and after a while, raised his head and said to Zhu Rong: "Why do I feel that this person looks a little like Zhao Qimiao?"

She pulled back the picture scroll in Wen Yu's hand, and wiped off the ears of grain that fell on the painting: "Don't talk nonsense, this is the famous little general from Zhenbei, how can he look like His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

The two chattered happily for a while, and then went back to their respective homes.

Wen Ji's unintentional remark planted a seed in Zhu Rong's heart.She tossed and turned all night, and finally mustered up the courage to push open her father's door.

From the beginning of that day, she learned a secret about the imperial court and the old affairs of the palace that had been sealed up in the world.Her future husband not only has the status of the young master of Zhenbei Mansion, but also one of the most honorable princes in the Dafu Dynasty.Her father ordered her to keep the secret strictly, so she dared not mention this matter to Wen Ji again.

Zhu Rong waited for thousands of days and nights, and finally the day of Jiji came.Father sent a letter to General Jingyang, asking about the marriage contract that year.After several months, the reply from Zhenbei Mansion was long overdue.

General Jingyang said that the eldest grandson swore to the death that he would not allow this marriage, and he can't make the decision now.

The reply letter from Zhenbei Mansion was like a bolt from the blue to Zhu Rong, her eyes went dark and she fainted from anger.

Three days later, Zhu Rong slowly woke up from his lethargy, and found that his father was sitting in front of his couch with a face full of guilt, hesitant to speak.

Father said that Zhao Fengci had restored his royal family name and was recalled to Guangyang by the emperor.The Zhu family is a family of military generals, and the disputes in the court are extremely complicated, so it's better not to get involved with the royal family.It might be a good thing that Zhenbei Mansion rejected this marriage.

On the surface, she complied with her father's advice, but secretly made up her mind.

It was another year when he followed his father back to Beijing to report on his work, and there were so many people seeking marriage that they almost broke through the door of Zhu's mansion.She knew that Wen Yu was intelligent by nature, so she went directly to Wen Fu and begged him to help her.

She said that she would rather never leave the court than marry someone else.

Wen Yu said, you are the only true friend I have in Beijing, and I, Mr. Wen, will help you with this.

Zhu Rong never imagined that the help that Wen Ji said was at the cost of damaging her own reputation, and protected her from all the young masters of the aristocratic families who were staring at her.

She thought that she owed such a big favor to Wen Ji, and she must try her best to repay it in the future.

"Thank you, Yu'er." She said, "I, Zhu Rong, will be your brother for the rest of my life."

Wen Ji raised the corners of his lips, and smiled heart-stirringly: "There is no falsehood between us, and I wish you the best of luck in the future."

Young Master Wen couldn't help but think that even Zhu Rong's carefree temper has someone who can be on top of his heart.Why is it that I have always been a loner.

*****

There are tens of thousands of ladies from famous families in Beijing, and there are countless women from aristocratic families who look like immortals.Zhu Rong never thought that he would become the only candidate for the crown princess in the heart of the empress.

She naturally didn't want to marry into the royal family, let alone marry the Crown Prince whom she had never met. When she received the news, she rushed to her father's study in a rage, wanting to ask him for an explanation.

As soon as he walked to his father's window, Zhu Rong couldn't help but froze in place.

Most of my father's temple hair turned white overnight.General Yandong, who was tall and straight in front of the battle, was hugging his wife's belongings, choked up in the study and couldn't speak.

He sat alone in the corner and muttered to himself, saying that he was sorry for his beloved wife, sorry for Rong'er, and even more sorry for the sincere heart of Yandong Army back then.

The river in the eastern border fell to the sea, the state and counties were full of mourners, the imperial court was unable to allocate the military pay and supplies for the Yandong Army, and the pirates occupied Qingyun Port again. If he could last another two months, he would plead with His Majesty——

Zhu Rong pushed his father's study away and said, Father, I will marry you.

The crown prince accepts the concubine, and the alleys in Beijing are empty.People flocked to the streets one after another, wanting to witness the beauty of the princess with their own eyes.Wearing an apricot-yellow court dress and a red-gold hijab, Zhu Rong was carried into the palace in eight sedan chairs.

After meeting the emperor, Zhu Rong followed the prince back to the prince's mansion.

A pair of fair and slender hands raised the hijab, and Prince Zhao Qimiao, also dressed in brocade clothes, stood in front of her.

Zhao Qimiao glanced at her coldly, and sat down in front of the table not far away.

"The hundreds of thousands of goods in Yandong are already on the way." The prince took a sip of sake and said indifferently.

"Zhu Rong thanked Your Highness." She picked up another glass of wine on the table and held it in front of Zhao Qimiao, "I was just in front of the hall, and I have already made a ceremony with His Highness. This cup is for my private cup. Your Highness."

After finishing her speech, she lifted the wine cup in her hand, raised her head and drank it down in one gulp.

Zhao Qimiao looked at the woman with bright teeth and red lips in front of him, and wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it.

"Let's rest for a while. After nightfall, we have to entertain the courtiers and guests." He said, "I'll sleep in the side room."

When the banquet was over, Zhu Rong, dressed in night clothes, stopped Zhao Fengci in the prince's residence.

She told herself secretly that this was the last time.She just wanted to express her heart to Zhao Fengci for many years, and from now on, all kinds of things about this person will eventually have nothing to do with her.

Sure enough, Zhao Fengci declined her once again.Zhu Rong didn't expect Wen Yu to be there, so he fled in a panic and haste.

Since then, although she and the prince have never shared the same room, they respect each other as guests on weekdays. Gradually, a good story spread in Beijing.

Zhao Qimiao always left early and returned late, and he didn't see anyone for several days.One evening, he came back from a banquet in someone's house, smelling of alcohol all over his body.Relying on her status as the mistress of the mansion, she ordered her servants to prepare hot water to wash His Highness the Prince's body.Unexpectedly, Zhao Qimiao pulled her into the room and closed the door heavily.

The prince asked her if she was still thinking about the fifth child?

Zhu Rong didn't know where Zhao Qimiao got the news, but when he saw the faint anger in his eyes, he suddenly felt a little joy in his heart.

She looked at her husband honestly, and replied, yes.

The prince tore off her clothes, and took her severely that night.

Zhu Rong looked at the hysterical man in front of him, still smiling, but tears came from the corners of his eyes.

From that day on, Zhao Qimiao seemed to be a different person.

No matter how late it was at Zhongshu Sheng to review the memorials, he would go back to his residence to have dinner with her before sunset.Seeing that she hadn't conceived an heir for a long time, the emperor chose several concubines to enter the mansion, and was kicked out by Zhao Qimiao the next day.Zhao Qimiao learned from nowhere that she likes to dance with spears and clubs, so he specially opened a horse farm in the mansion, and sent many famous horses from various places for her to practice riding and shooting on weekdays.

Finally one day, she looked at the man sleeping on the same bed beside her, and asked calmly, "Zhao Qimiao, are you competing with His Highness the Fifth Highness, or are you competing with yourself?"

She asked Zhao Qimiao just now to anger Zhao Qimiao.

Zhao Qimiao slapped her across the face.

Not long after that, Zhu Rong found out that she was pregnant.Conceived in the belly is the prince's son.

When Zhao Qimiao heard the news that she was pregnant, he couldn't be more excited, wishing to be by her side every day.

Zhu Rong watched Zhao Qimiao leaning over, listening intently to the movement of the fetus in his womb, and suddenly said, "Zhao Qimiao, don't kill anyone again, okay?"

Zhao Qimiao was stunned, and finally took her hand, and the two interlocked their fingers, covering her belly together: "I will take you back to Biezhuang tomorrow."

"For the last time, don't kill again."

This was the last time she saw Zhao Qimiao before being forced into the palace.

Later, the fire dyed the entire imperial city red.With ruined walls and a sea of ​​flames, she found that she was in love with this man.

It wasn't the innocent love of the girl who hadn't left the court back then, but the worldly love after the prosperity was over and everything was wasted.

His hands were stained with the blood of countless innocent people, and he fought with his brothers, and finally ended up in the miserable end he is today.

Zhao Qimiao was about to die.

When she was young, the person she couldn't love hugged her body, preventing her from breaking into the Chuigong Palace and dying with Zhao Qimiao.The last scene Zhu Rong remembered before he fell into a coma was Zhao Qimiao's face across the sea of ​​fire.

He looked at himself silently until the roof of the temple crashed down and his whole body was engulfed in raging fire.

*****

The last time Zhu Rong picked up a long tassel was at the age of 72.

The ferocious leader of Gala jumped off the ship and was about to charge towards the shore with his cannons in hand.She commanded the Yandong army to retreat, pulled out a blood-red long tasseled spear from behind, and rode forward alone.

"Good luck!"

The Yandong soldiers on the shore roared, but they could only watch helplessly as their master rushed into the sea of ​​flames.

When the tasseled spear was inserted into the throat of the leader of Gala, Zhu Rong only felt blood dripping down his forehead, and his vision gradually became blurred.

Through the sea of ​​flames, she seemed to see the figure of His Highness the Crown Prince.

Zhao Qimiao said to him amidst the sound of gunfire, Rong Rong, I regret it.

She smiled and said, well, this time I will accompany you.

The mountains and rivers are safe, so don't invite long tassels.

The author has something to say: This is the first update, and there will be a second update later today~

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