Unofficial History of Emperor Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty

The atmosphere of the epidemic filled the prison, the sky was dark, and the rotten smell was unbearable. For a moment, Tang He felt that he was in an imperial prison that made all officials fearful.He still remembered the tortures he had seen when he was with Channing—fingers, sticks, skinning, tongues, spines, fingers, hearts, pipa... It taught that the hands could not move, the feet could not move, only the throat Zhong Shang is a little angry, but he is just a living corpse.

Looking at Yan Song in front of him again, he was dripping with pus and blood, his body was covered with sores, his limbs were paralyzed, his qi and blood were exhausted, and a mahogany hairpin on his head was crooked and crumbling, but someone pulled out his tongue and wanted to cut it off with a knife.

"No—" Tang He roared, his eyes were about to burst.If it weren't for the fact that his hands were tied behind his back to the pillar behind him, he might have rushed over long ago.

"Senior brother, the emperor doesn't want to embarrass Lord Yan." Lu Qing's words seemed to be in his ears, but also seemed to be in the sky, "But he doesn't want to confess the person who instigated King Ning to rebel, so there is no way..."

"You let him go! Just ask me!" Tang He struggled to hold on to the iron chain, and the group of people in front of him only smiled grinningly in the dark, those waxy white masks, like impermanence that fascinated the soul.

"Who are your eyes and ears?"

"Not eyes and ears, but a helping hand."

Zhu Chenhao, who was hiding behind the mask, sneered, but his heart was a duplicitous master, maybe it was because he pretended to be bought by him back then, which was also the meaning of Yan Song's party.

"Who gave that jade token?"

"I had never seen him before, and I didn't know his name. I only called him 'Huai'. On that day, I waited outside the city gate as Weizhong said. He gave me the jade token and left."

"Do you still remember what he looked like?"

Tang He nodded slightly.

Emperor Zhengde then ordered someone to bring a pen and paper, and unchained Tang He's hands, and asked him to lie on the ground and describe the appearance of the man.

Tang He's commander in Jinyi's pro-army had learned fine brushwork, and the characters he sketched were always inseparable.It's just because of the nature of the medicine that his hand holding the brush always trembles, and he can only paint when he holds the brush with both hands.The medicinal properties broke out, and the dryness was unbearable. Beads of sweat dripped on the paper, and I hurriedly wiped it off with my sleeve.It took more than half an hour to go back and forth like this.

After the painting was finished, he ordered someone to present the portrait to him, and Jiang Bin looked at it closely. He saw that the man had his hair tied up, wearing a hairpin, and dressed in a Taoist robe. , but couldn't remember where he met him, so he lowered his voice and said: "Tang He has never met him before, and it was only a one-time relationship. It is inevitable that his memory is wrong, and I don't know if there is something different about that person."

Emperor Zhengde asked Lu Qing to ask, Tang He coughed for a while and said, "Left-handed."

After all, it was epistaxis and hemoptysis, Emperor Zhengde hurriedly ordered someone to take him down, and the medicine was cured.On the way being carried down, Tang He still stared at the dying "Yan Song" with his red eyes open, but he didn't know that he was just an insignificant death row prisoner.

Lu Qing knelt down, thanked Sheng En, and followed Tang He.

Emperor Zhengde handed the portrait to Zhang Rui and said, "Go and check it out. If this person does not enter the city gate, he must be afraid that people will recognize him." Then he turned to Zhu Chenhao with a gloomy expression, "Zhang Jin and Zhang Chong have been placed properly. Let's go and rest. When we return to Beijing tomorrow, we will bring Nalu and Liu for interrogation. I have sent an order to accept the surrender half a month later. You and I will do enough of this show. Those who are afraid of death must show their feet."

Zhu Chenhao smiled wryly, only thanking him.He put all his eggs in one basket and could only wait patiently for the news at this moment.

Emperor Zhengde returned to the place where he stayed with a group of people, and Jiang Bin followed him this time.Emperor Zhengde ignored him, passed on the meal, set up a table, and ate by himself.

Jiang Bin stood with his hands down, respectful.Emperor Zhengde was halfway through eating, he dropped his chopsticks and waved everyone down.Walking up to Jiang Bin, looked at him for a moment and said, "What did you play on King Ning?"

When Cai Cai and Zhu Chenhao looked at the portrait together, they clearly saw Jiang Bin's fingertips moving.

"The emperor rubbed the pollen on my wound last time."

"Oh——I almost forgot." Emperor Zhengde sneered, "Now you want to lure a snake out of its hole, so you followed me?"

Jiang Bin didn't answer, at the moment he was still wearing a crime, and he looked suspicious wherever he went, but begging for mercy from Emperor Zhengde looked more like a courtier.Seeing Jiang Bin's seemingly submissive but indifferent appearance, an evil fire surged up, and Emperor Zhengde tore off his collar and bit his neck.The neck was wrapped in several layers, and it was soaked before. When Emperor Zhengde bit him, blood immediately oozes out, which is shocking to watch.

Jiang Bin frowned in pain, but remained silent. Emperor Zhengde let go, felt something hanging on his chest, took it out, saw that it was Si Nanpei, and gave him a kit, and pressed him against the wall again. Breathless kisses.Bloody smell and burnt smell kept drilling into the nose, but they insisted on sucking it in, chewing hard on the emotional connection that the killing and decision could not solve.

Pushing and shoving, Jiang Bin fell down on the couch. Jiang Bin couldn't hold back the force, and he tore his robe and belt, and groped inside.

Thin, really thin, so thin that there is only a hard bone left.Tear off the Nanpei and the kit and throw it aside, use your lips to trace the outline and the old wounds.Trembling and refusal, but only fueled the resentment that must be him.

This stubborn piece of rotten wood, I threw it away and thought about it, but when I came to it, I wished I could chop him up and use it as firewood.This kind of thinking inevitably arouses affection and makes the phoenix turn upside down.

After holding him in the bath, he went to lick the pinna again, and asked him with a straight face what he thought.

Jiang Bin leaned against his arms exhaustedly, and said after a while: "Pick up bees and scorpions."

Emperor Zhengde laughed instead of anger, teased his chest and said: "You provoked him!"

After that, there was a burst of ups and downs, until Jiang Bin fell silent, and then ordered someone to change the water and start all over again.

Jiang Bin was already tired, and after sleeping, it was night.

In the dimness, I heard several footsteps, shouting something back and forth.Struggling to distinguish with concentration, what they said was that King Ning was missing.

Jiang Bin sat up suddenly, but almost fell back due to soreness, so he had to support himself on his elbows.

Dressed and went out under the service of the soldiers, the outside was already in chaos.This place was originally the office of the governor of Jiangxi Province. Before King Ning rebelled, people went to the empty building here. Now that Emperor Zhengde is stationed in Nanchang, he has the right to live in this place.At this time, the wing room reserved for Zhu Chenhao had been burnt to the point of collapse, under the lights, soldiers were running back and forth carrying water to extinguish the flames hiding in the gap.

Zhang Jin, Zhang Chong, Wu Ping'er and a group of soldiers guarding the gate knelt on the ground, while Zhang Rui was reporting something to Emperor Zhengde in a low voice.

As soon as Emperor Zhengde turned his head, he saw Jiang Bin not far away, and hurriedly took off his cloak and put it on him.Jiang Bin didn't care about these things at this time, he just grabbed his sleeve with his backhand and said, "Where is the prince?"

Emperor Zhengde tied the cloak for him, and softly comforted him: "There was a fire just now... I have ordered Wang Xun and the others to chase after him separately."

Jiang Bin took a few steps to the wing room to check. The furnishings and belongings inside were not really burned, but the fire started from outside.

At this time, Zhu Chenhao had absolutely no reason to escape, he must have been coerced.But this is heavily guarded, and there are Zhang Jin and Zhang Chong in the side room, how could they fall into this trick of attacking east and west?

When Emperor Zhengde saw Jiang Bin's expression, he knew what he was thinking. He sneered and said to the kneeling three: "I have no time for another trial. I just hope to find your prince back as soon as possible, and I will live up to your sincerity."

In the last sentence, every word was paused, Jiang Bin could hear the implication in the words, and he also knew that if there was no internal response, this matter would never come to fruition, but luckily he had already moved some hands and feet.

When he was on the corridor, Jiang Bin said softly, "Did you tell them about the pollen?"

"I said it." Emperor Zhengde hooked his fingers lightly, "You just need to rest!"

Jiang Bin said nothing, just looked at Emperor Zhengde.Emperor Zhengde felt uncomfortable being watched, and finally patted the vermilion lacquered railing and said, "Come on! Come on! I'll go with you!"

In this way, the two covered their heads and faces, only showing a pair of eyes, followed by Zhang Rui and a group of eunuchs, rode out of Nanchang City together, and went to Poyang Lake.

Jiang Bin's lower body was in severe pain, but he gritted his teeth and endured it. Emperor Zhengde carefully observed his expression and slowed down on purpose.

On the way, a small soldier came to report that the man had been caught and was at Wangjiadu on the west side of Poyang Lake. Jiang Bin patted his horse and headed towards Wangjiadu before he finished listening.

From a distance, I saw a lot of horses and horses densely surrounded by the ferry, all standing with torches, and some people shouted on the horses.The voice was a little misty due to the wind, but Jiang Bin recognized that the leader was Wang Xun.

A cloud covered the moonlight. Jiang Bin frowned and reined in the reins. Emperor Zhengde had arrived with Zhang Rui and others, and handed the torch to Jiang Bin.The wind was a bit strong, so Jiang Bin held his bridle patiently and walked slowly. When he got close, he saw the group surrounding them, all holding blunderbuss, quick guns, crossbows, etc. without exception, only aiming at the person in the middle.

This should be inevitable.

Jiang Bin hadn't seen the faces of the besieged people clearly, but the cloud above his head had dissipated.

Under the moonlight, dozens of moths the size of a palm were seen circling around the man.Strangely, there are also a few sporadic ones flying by the ferry not far away.

Jiang Bin looked along, and vaguely saw something floating in the water.

At this moment, Qiao Yu had come over, got off his horse and knelt down towards Emperor Zhengde, glanced at Jiang Bin who immediately turned his head to look at the water, and said something in a low voice.

Jiang Bin turned his head abruptly, stared at Qiao Yu for a moment as if he had seen a ghost, then turned his horse's head and headed towards the lake.

As it got closer, it was finally clear.

The floating ball is his moon-white robe.

His bun was unraveled, and the strands danced in the water, like an eternal love.

On the pale face that was slightly swollen, a pair of half-open eyes quietly looked at the sky.

Dawn looks at the sky at dusk, looks at the clouds, and thinks of you when you walk, and think of you when you sit.

But only one was left behind, and his soul disappeared.

Those moths, following the fragrance, danced reluctantly.Fluorescent spots on the wings are like a pair of eyes, watching and sighing, only saying that he is infatuated and unlucky.

A hand stretched out, held his trembling hand in the palm, and said softly: "Don't look..."

Jiang Bin shook off Emperor Zhengde's hand and rode his horse to another place.

All the grief and indignation in his heart turned into poisonous hatred.

who is it?Who is it?

This is the bane that deserves a thousand cuts!It is not a pity to die!

"Get away!" Jiang Bin rushed into the encirclement without stopping, and reined in the reins amidst exclamations.

The culprit was wearing a plain Taoist robe, with his back to Jiang Bin and his hands behind his back.Dozens of moths were flying vigorously around him, but he just looked at the lake as if there was no one else there, as if there was some mystery hidden there.

"Wen Yi!" Wang Xun rode over, pressed Jiang Bin's shoulder, and signaled him to be calm, and then wanted to shout to the man, but he turned around slowly.

Jiang Bin tightened the rein suddenly, his lips trembling slightly, but he couldn't utter a single word.

At that moment, he saw the old locust tree in the courtyard, the old scrolls, the broken chessboard, and the green zong leaves...

Vaguely young, lying in that man's arms, looking at the stars in the sky, listening to his fairy tales.

That year, Deng Bo's wife and daughter were still alive and came to ask him to write Spring Festival couplets.The neighbors booed and asked him to fight left and right.After writing, a fortune teller from the capital said, the left-handed couplet, with silkworm head and swallow tail, flowing clouds and flowing water, looks exactly like the ink marks of the prince and grand master Yang Tinghe.

On that day, among the plum blossoms, that high-ranking cabinet official broke off branches and wrote it. Isn't that the first word "plum" in the Spring Festival couplet?

The shortness of life is actually worth what it is, and each has its own star.

Looking at Jiang Ziqing under the moon, Jiang Bin thought of Tang He's painting, it was really a trick of good fortune.