Inside the High Wall [Quick Transmigration]

When the new emperor came to the throne, Wei Yunheng received the first imperial decree to let him await trial at home, because the Ministry of Criminal Justice and Dali Temple wanted to jointly investigate the Sanchixiang case.Two years ago, his father had a homestead dispute with a neighbor. Because of the Sanchi Alley, the neighbor's family was ruined.

"Husband, use some rice. The kitchen has newly made Qingji meatballs. They are Linqing's cooks. They suit your taste." A beautiful woman opened the door and came in. She flew peacocks in her skirts and mandarin ducks on her belts.

Hearing the words, Wei Yunheng looked at the beautiful woman, got up and took the food table from her, put it on the table next to him, then sat her down with him, and said, "Yun'er, you should go back and rest if you are not in good health. Let the servants do this kind of thing.”

Wang Yun covered her mouth and chuckled, and said softly: "I'm not weak, but I can't be too tired. These years have made my husband worry."

"Husbands and wives should care about each other, but Yun'er is saying something stupid again." Wei Yunheng shook his head, his brows were furrowed all the time, and even when he spoke at this moment, he looked full of melancholy.

Seeing him like this, Wang Yun couldn't help but also frowned, as if worrying about how to comfort him.She lowered her head and hesitated for a while, her eyes were full of entanglement and pain, and then said softly: "We have not had any children these years. I heard from my father that my husband had a good woman in his early years. Why are you still thinking about her now? Why not..."

"Yun'er." Wei Yunheng interrupted her, "I don't think about her anymore, don't say such things anymore."

Wang Yun was silent for a while, then held his hand, and said softly: "If my husband has no heirs, it's all my fault, and I don't feel well. Besides, my father has said several times that it's time for you to take a concubine. "

Wei Yunheng smiled, and only said: "The maid you mentioned before, she is the only one."

Wang Yun nodded, only feeling a little stuffy in his chest, and persuaded him a few more words, then turned around and went to the garden to relax.Wei Yunheng looked at the Qingji balls on the plate, put them down after moving two chopsticks, stood up and paced around the room, then frowned and took out a letter from his sleeve.He looked at it for a while, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, he changed his clothes and went out through the corner door alone.

In Princess Chaoyang's Mansion, Wei Yunheng looked at the woman above him, and the woman above him also looked at him.His expression was gentle and joyful, as if he didn't remember at all that he ordered someone to show her the head of the eldest son before the three armies nine years ago.

Princess Chaoyang said: "That bitch was pregnant with her stepson, and she gave birth prematurely because of taking medicine after entering the palace, and gave birth to a stillborn baby. Instead, she bought a girl from Ren Ya. Master Wei, she has been waiting for this day for a long time. Well, the emperor is still young, and everything is up to her to decide. It is really my fault that the country falls into the hands of such a person."

When Wei Yunheng heard the words, he knelt down and said: "I am dead, please ask the princess to set things right and order the court."

At night, there was a foot of snow outside the city, and the golden stove in the house was still warm, with the lingering fragrance of musk coal. Zheng Zhaoxian was flipping through the history books, his eyes were a little sleepy.The most interesting thing about reading history is that you will see that future generations keep repeating the mistakes of their predecessors.If you stand on the sidelines, you will call them stupid and short-sighted, but the decisions made by those who are in it are often the most correct and best for themselves at the time.

"Master, Madam has come to send a letter." Tang Yang opened the door and came in from the outside, and handed the letter to Zheng Zhao, his fingertips were cold and red, "Is Madam urging you to go back to Shanyin to celebrate the New Year together?"

Zheng Zhao put down the history books, picked up the letter opener, and said, "The painting is not finished yet, so I probably won't be able to go back this year." Although he was unwilling when he promised, he would do what he promised, even if the old emperor had passed away.

"Then young master, hurry up and finish the painting, there is nothing interesting in this capital." Tang Yang urged.

Zheng Zhao smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not interested, I can't draw."

Having said that, he still started writing.After a month of dawdling, I finally finished the painting.Zheng Zhao sent the painting to the Imperial Academy, then went to Xingguo Temple, instead of burning incense and worshiping Buddha, he ate fried liver on the street.The soup sauce is red, crystal clear, and the fat intestines are so soft that they slide down in the mouth. The liver is tender and fresh, and it is full of fragrance when chewed.He finished a bowl and ordered another bowl. The wonderful thing about fried liver is that it has a mellow taste and is light and not greasy.

"Liu Laosan, bring me a bowl of fried liver." A man dressed as a porter came over. He was dark-skinned and burly. Sitting on a stool, Zheng Zhao, who saw the young man dressed up, couldn't help staring at him again.

Zheng Zhao ate his fried liver with peace of mind.

"Here, two bowls of fried liver." Liu Laosan came over with two steaming bowls of fried liver, holding them firmly so that he could not feel the heat through the calluses.

The porter took the fried liver and ate it up in a few big mouthfuls. He wiped his mouth and patted his stomach and said, "It's been decades since I've eaten it, so I realized that your cooking skills are pretty good."

"Cooking in a big pot is enough to keep you full. How can I show my skills." Liu Laosan is obviously quite familiar with him.

Hearing these words, Zheng Zhao looked up at the two of them. His steps were steady and his body was strong. When he sat down, he was not stooped like the rest of the people, but his back was straight. He should be born in the army.He put down the money casually, got up and left, their accents didn't sound like they were from the capital city, they seemed to be from Shandong...

Zheng Zhao was walking back, Xu was thoughtful, and at the gate of Bingmasi, he saw a man selling preserved fruit with a load, his steps were vigorous, and his accent was the same as the previous two.

Seeing the young master frowning and looking at the man, Tang Yang said: "That should be fleeing from the famine. The young master has not come out recently. When there was a famine a while ago, many people fled to the capital. Originally, the soldiers and horses did not let them enter the city. , but the late emperor had just issued an edict to do all he could to relieve the disaster, so the soldiers and horses didn't care about them, and refugees came in one after another."

The famine in Shaanxi, what is the matter in Shandong, why are they fleeing to the capital?

Zheng Zhao felt more and more weird, he was walking on the street recklessly, and suddenly saw a driver at the intersection in front of him inviting customers.The coachman is strong and strong, and he also has that Shandong accent.Unknowingly, these so-called refugees spread all over the capital.

Zheng Zhao looked up at the sky and frowned slightly. The city gate must have been locked. He grabbed the reins and said to Tang Yang, "Go back and lock the gate and pack your luggage."

One is a coincidence, two are accidental, and three are conspiracy.

Wan Lai is silent, and the bright moon in the painting hall invades the curtain at midnight.Zheng Zhao passed the time while holding a candle to smell the incense, while Tang Yang dozed off at the table with his burden on his back.The flames of the imperial palace on the horizon blazed, and the sound of soldiers marching gradually came from the direction of the city gate.This is a palace change, a palace change in which the inside should be combined with the outside. Now the soldiers and horses should transfer the soldiers from the suburbs of Beijing to enter the gate, which means that the city gate has opened.

Zheng Zhao put down the chopsticks, pushed Tang Yang awake, and said to the sleepy Tang Yang, "We should go."

Soldiers and horses pass by in front of the street, and the houses on the street are closed. There are people who take advantage of the chaos to rob, but they don't want to go out of the city.Maybe the people in the capital have a kind of innate wisdom, prepare food, close the door, hang the flag of whoever wins, and wait for seven or eight days, and everything will return to normal.No matter who occupies the capital, the capital needs people, so Renren passed.

Zheng Zhao followed Tang Yang and walked through the alleys all the way, which was considered cautious.At this time, I suddenly heard the footsteps of soldiers and horses coming from not far away, and they were getting closer.Tang Yang gritted his teeth and said, "Young master, I'll lure them away, see you at the city gate."

"Tang Yang." Zheng Zhao couldn't help calling him, but he didn't have time to stop him, watching his back disappear.

The palace is in the north and the city gate is in the south.Zheng Zhao stayed in the same spot for a while, then walked towards the south, walked through ordinary alleys, old archways, towering tall buildings, and then looked up to see the Zhumen gate of the imperial palace.The normally closed door was wide open, and there were no guards on both sides. A group of court ladies and eunuchs rushed out in disgrace, and the brass and gilt door nails gleamed under the moonlight.

... That's how he ate donkey meat and burned it.

Zheng Zhao sighed. In fact, he still wanted to eat donkey meat.I don't know how good the donkey ancestor is in Shanyin. He is too old. Before he left, the donkey ancestor only moved around in the stable.Thoughts were flying wildly, Zheng Zhao walked out while thinking about the old things in Shanyin, when suddenly he was bumped from behind.He steadied his steps and looked behind him.A five or six-year-old girl ran out after chasing a court lady, her clothes were messed up, her face was dirty, and her hair was tangled together.

"Ma..." Seeing the maid disappear, the little girl sat on the ground and burst into tears, kicking her arms and legs, revealing a silver collar around her neck.

Zheng Zhao was slightly taken aback, and leaned over to take out the silver collar from her neck. Under the collar was a longevity lock with the words "Longevity and Wealth" engraved on the front and a dragon carved on the back. Qiang's one.He put the longevity lock back around the little girl's neck, knelt down and helped her straighten her clothes, looked at her dusty little face, sighed, and said softly: "Little girl, shall we take a bath? "

The little girl looked up at him stupidly, her expression was a little silly, and she was not afraid of a stranger, but she laughed when she heard what he said, clapped her hands and said: "Take a bath, take a bath, my good boy, take a bath, You can eat dragon beard crisps after taking a bath."

Zheng Zhao lowered his eyelashes, got up and held her hand, and said softly, "Okay, take a bath obediently, and you can eat dragon beard crisps after you take a bath."

Where can I sell dragon beard crisps now?

Flames were everywhere, and black smoke filled the air.The people who ran out of the palace were all holding a bundle. A palace lady accidentally fell down, and the bundle fell to the ground and spread out. It was full of gold and silver jewelry.Seeing some good ones, the people next to them stooped down, picked up a handful, grabbed them and left. There were screams one after another, and countless people fled in embarrassment.Zheng Zhao took the little girl's hand and walked slowly on the road. Occasionally, the little girl was attracted by the cry of winter insects and rushed to look around in the roadside school, so he stopped and waited for her.

The hooves of the horses were rumbling, and a group of people galloped against the flow of people towards the palace, and the horses knocked the palace people down and sat down.When rubbing shoulders, the horse stopped. Princess Chaoyang looked at Zheng Zhao and said with a smile, "What a coincidence, Mr. Zheng."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-03-1802:09:37~2020-03-1901:23:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of cattail fan and Luoning;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!