[Comprehensive History] Clothes are all over the world

The place where Mu Bai and the others are now is actually the former office of the Crown Princess. After Zhu Biao's wife passed away, he asked people to seal this place up.

In the planning of the Ming Dynasty's imperial palace, the hostess and hostess actually had their own offices.

And as if they were afraid that their love would not be enough, the offices of Emperor Hongwu and Empress Ma are one in the south and the other in the north. It seems that the distance is quite far, but they are actually in a straight line, and they can be reached as soon as the back door is opened.

The same goes for the design of the prince and princess workplace.

As the future Empress of the Ming Dynasty, the Crown Princess has been studying with Empress Ma since she got married. This study can be said to have witnessed her from her girlhood to her motherhood.

Mu Bai and Mu Wen heard everything about this strange mother from Empress Ma, and Mu Bai always felt a little guilty because he really didn't remember anything.

Although even if he remembered, he probably wouldn't have too much affection for this woman, but that's another matter. Now that he is like this, he always feels guilty about taking advantage of others and not being willing to take responsibility!

As for Mu Wen, his mood was even more complicated—his birth was a reminder for his mother.Although countless people told him that the Crown Princess would not blame him, and that the Crown Princess loved him very much, some self-doubt inevitably arose in Mu Wen's little head.

In addition, his elder brother also lost his memory of his mother because of his burden, so Mu Wen Xiaodouding felt even more guilty.He felt that he not only took away his mother who was very important to his brother, but also took away his important memory. The more people told him how good the princess was, the heavier the guilt.

However, as a child, he couldn't restrain his admiration for his mother, and he always wanted to know everything about her.

Perhaps it was because of the subtle emotions of the two brothers that the prince chose to open the door with the two children.

Mu Wen is actually five years old this year, and it has been five years since the Crown Princess passed away, and these five years did not seem to have brought any obscurity to this study room. Apart from the quiet fragrance of wood, there is no peculiar smell of dusty houses in the room. Corruption.

Mu Bai glanced left and right, and immediately realized that this room has been carefully cared for.

Tables and chairs, furnishings, curtains and even decorative paintings, everything in the room is in its original place, even the window paper here looks like it has just been changed, and the color is still white.

Although the light transmittance of the window paper is not as good as that of the glass, the sunlight passing through the beautifully shaped window lattices and cast indistinctly on the ground brings out a bit of softness.

The wood in the room should be cherry wood, with a warm and generous color. The books on the bookcases are neatly arranged from large to small, and arranged from high to low, which makes people feel very comfortable.

A set of the Four Treasures of the Study is placed on the table, and an ink ingot is lying askew on the inkstone, as if its owner is only leaving temporarily.

But if you pick up the ink stick and look closely, you will find that the head of the ink stick seems to be dry and cracked after being soaked in water for a long time.

Both the ink ingot and the withered branch in the sky-blue Ru porcelain vase on the table show that their owners have been away for a long, long time.

Mu Wen stretched out his small hand, and touched the small flower on the dead branch. The flower bone that had already withered fell directly on the table because of his light touch, and several petals were involved and turned into pieces.

"This is the plum blossom from the Spring Harmony Palace." Zhu Biao gently pinched the little flower, his movements were light enough, but the little flower still turned into powder in his palm.

Perhaps it was because the East Palace was called the Palace of Spring and Harmony, or it might be because of Emperor Hongwu's personal preference. A large number of plum blossoms were planted in the East Palace. The plum blossoms of various varieties made the prince's family enveloped by the fragrance of plum blossoms from the end of winter to the beginning of spring.

However, it is not plum blossoms in the vase, but wax plums.Wintersweet is called plum, but it is not plum. The reason why there is a plum in the name may be because it is the only flower in that season. The ancestors thought that only plum blossoms bloom in winter, which caused a misunderstanding, and later generations made mistakes.

Muwen was born at the end of November, which is the middle of winter. In the silence of the world, the ordinary flowers have withered, and the plum blossoms have not yet bloomed. Only this fragrant and soft wintersweet is available for viewing.

As soon as the two brothers were born a little sad, their hands were stuffed with rags and buckets, and the smiling Zhu Biao took the two children to clean the room together.

The two brothers obediently ran to scoop water in the water tank, wiped the tables, chairs and lampposts with a fine cloth, and handed over the dust on the bookshelves and among the books to the feather duster.

The two children are not tall, so Mu Bai simply lifted Mu Wen up, and with the height of the feather duster, he swept it to a high place.

Overall, the room wasn't dirty, with only a fine layer of dust.

"When I received your news, I came to clean it." Zhu Biao decrypted.

At this moment, he was taking out the plum blossoms in the vase, refilled the vase with water, and then inserted a lotus that was about to bloom—now that the imperial garden has been occupied by the herbivorous goose army, Even His Royal Highness can only pick this kind of flowers that have not yet bloomed!

But Zhu Biao obviously didn't care, he smiled and posed for the lotus, and inserted a newly unfolded lotus leaf in the vase.With this sun-reflecting lotus, the room is suddenly filled with the bright and lively atmosphere of summer, and it seems that the whole room is much brighter.

With the concerted efforts of the three, the small study immediately returned to its original appearance.

Looking at the exquisite and generous layout inside, Mu Bai said with sparkling eyes, "My mother must be an elegant, generous and gentle woman."

However, his words didn't get anyone's response. It's just that Mu Wen doesn't remember his mother just like him. The strange thing is that Zhu Biao just stiffened the corners of his mouth and didn't respond.

Seeing that Mu Bai saw it, Zhu Biao opened his mouth and looked at his son with some hesitation, as if he was considering whether to break his son's impression of his mother, but his hesitation now explained everything.

Mu Bai was silent for a while, and asked his father: How many of the adjectives did he hit?

Zhu Biao twitched his eyes slightly, and told his son helplessly, "It's generous."

Seeing the shocked and unbelievable expressions of the two children, Zhu Biao called them over with a smile. He himself sat on the carved wooden chair that had just been cleaned, hugged one on the left and one on the right, and casually He took out a thick book from under the desk and showed it to the two children.

People who write calligraphy can see that they have not studied calligraphy systematically, but the characters they write are clean and tidy, and they are very serious in terms of attitude.

And the content on it is mostly the relationship network of the major aristocratic families, and the relationship between in-laws is the key point. Mu Bai just glanced at it and felt a headache in his forehead.

Who married whom, who was whose cousin, who was whose uncle, whose aunt married whose uncle, this kind of complicated relationship is even more troublesome than the book of saints.

Seeing that the eyes of the two sons were a little slack, Zhu Biao couldn't help laughing, and said: "Your mother, when she saw these genealogies, her reaction was exactly the same as yours, but in the end, she recited them better than anyone else. Grandma has praised her several times."

"She is the eldest daughter of King Kaiping. King Kaiping loves her very much. In addition to her outstanding martial arts talent, he taught her all kinds of martial arts. Your mother spends most of her time practicing martial arts. Naturally, she has no time to learn, but she It’s also a quick learning experience.”

Zhu Biao stretched out his hand and pinched back the two children's round eyes, which were getting wider and wider, and said, "In this regard, Yinger looks like a mother."

Like a mother?Mubai's small mouth opened slightly.

Zhu Biao said with a smile: "Ying'er has been with me so far, do you feel that my strength is greater than ordinary people?"

Mu Bai obediently shook his head, Zhu Biao did have some outside skills, but as far as his standards were concerned, it could only be regarded as a degree of physical fitness.However, Zhu Yuanzhang obviously did not teach his son as a leading army general. Zhu Biao's martial arts are enough for a commander.

But having said that, Mu Bai thought of the scene of four strong men hanging on his father that day, and he had a little self-doubt again.

Zhu Biao stroked his hair, "Don't think too much, your father was trained the day after tomorrow, your mother is born, she can carry a full-grown boar at the age of six, you have all the strength now Follow your mother."

Mu Bai: "..."

Wait, Mu Bai always thought that his strength was one of the gold fingers that came with the system, so it was actually inherited?No wonder Emperor Hongwu's family has no other attitude towards his vigorous efforts other than to applaud and agree. The reason for co-authoring is because there is a precedent...

So, the garbage system didn't actually give him any cheats?

No, why did his mother have the opportunity to carry a pig when she was six years old? Isn't his mother too tiger?And why is the image of the princess completely different from what he heard from grandma?

"The emperor's grandmother said that the princess's taste is very elegant. At that time, she advocated that the clothes should be plain and clean, but my mother could always lead the trend of the court with cheap clothes." Mu Wen raised an objection.

His Royal Highness smiled slightly and pointed to himself.

"Dad, you helped mother match?" Mu Xiaowen was shocked, "Then, the emperor's grandmother also said that mother is very literary, elegant and funny in conversation, and she is generous and decent in entertaining both the family members and the relatives of the envoys. good words...

Zhu Biao nodded himself again.

Understood, it is estimated that his father helped his wife write out the cheat sheets and manuscripts, and the princess only needs to recite them and use them at the right time.

Mu Wen, who had a deep filter on his mother, expressed his final struggle: "This, this room is furnished in a simple and elegant and soft way..." And it is obviously a female style of painting! !

Zhu Biao smiled and said nothing.

Well... It seems that the crown prince's aesthetics under various influences from childhood to adulthood is not bad at all when decorating his wife's study room.

Both Mubai brothers were stunned.

The image of the elegant, graceful, gentle, and sweet mother in their minds was suddenly shattered, and what reappeared was a bright, generous, powerful, clumsy but hard-working woman. Although it was different from what they had imagined, this kind of mother seemed to be Livelier.

Speaking of it this way, their father is really great if he can shape a martial arts wife into the image of a good daughter-in-law who is straightforward, gentle and decent, and versatile in both civil and military affairs in the eyes of the parents-in-law and mother-in-law.

It was bright, Mubai's eyes lit up.

"Don't even think about it." The old father licked his son's head, ruthlessly broke his fantasy, and lightly reprimanded, "Endorse the book well."

It was out of helplessness to help his wife shape her image. As for his son, he could only fend for himself.

"Did the imperial grandma really never notice?" Mu Bai, who was rubbing his head by his father, thought it was a bit unbelievable. It's fine if the imperial grandfather didn't find out. You're so smart, why didn't you know?Or did the imperial grandmother know but felt it was unnecessary to tell them?

Zhu Biao recalled: "If I say I didn't find it...in fact, it's not that I didn't encounter danger. At that time, not long after Yinger was born, your mother once played with you and accidentally threw you away. It was higher than the palace wall, just in time to be seen by the father, the queen and the queen."

Higher than the palace wall... the palace wall of the Ming Dynasty...

Seeing the shock and anticipation on the faces of the two children, Zhu Biao sighed, and said with a smile: "Then Dad was brought to the martial arts arena by your imperial grandfather to have a sparring session."

The empty-handed father competed with the real kung fu imperial grandfather, and even Mu Xiaowen knew what the ending would be. The two children couldn't help but shed a tear of sympathy for the father who took the blame.

As for their family, Xiaoying liked to fly high, and then pestered the emperor to fly, but was bumped into by the queen mother, and the majestic and majestic Emperor Hongwu was grabbed by the ear and preached by the angry queen Ma...don't tell the children .

His Royal Highness thought with a smile.

"Actually, your mother is really powerful, and even protected you in the end, but this, only father knows." Zhu Biao touched the two children and led them to the back of the study.

Remove the blanket, revealing a secret passage on the floor of the study.

When Yingtianfu Palace was built, Zhu Yuanzhang had not yet ruled the world, so he set up many defense and escape facilities in the palace, and even the palace itself was part of the entire defense system of Yingtianfu.

In fact, strictly speaking, this is not a secret passage. It is the entrance to the private warehouse of the East Palace. There is such a large underground passage in the palace of Emperor Hongwu and Zhu Biao that leads directly to the underground treasure house.

It is said to be a treasure house, but in fact, it was originally used as a fire shelter. After all, wooden buildings must consider such safety issues.In addition to these two places, many places in the palace also have secret passages.

In addition to escape, these secret passages also have the function of communicating information. According to regulations, only the empress and the prince and his wife know the entrance and exit. In the future, these secrets will also be told to Mu Xiaobai.

With his son's personality, he might have to scratch his head again when carrying that thing.Zhu Biao thought to himself while leading the road.

But now, the two little princes who don't know anything are very surprised by this.

Zhu Biao lit the lamp holders on the wall one by one, and the first thing that appeared in front of the two brothers was a picture of a lady and two tablets.

The inscription of the painting of beautiful women is Zhu Biao, and the person on the painting is undoubtedly their mother, so this memorial tablet is...

"That's your brother." Zhu Biao patted the shoulders of the two children, "When you were taken away, the thief left two charred bodies in the palace, and that was them."

"Father doesn't know their identities and names, nor where they came from, so he can only set up unnamed tablets for them, recognize them as sons, and share a share of blessings and incense."

"Bringing you here today is also to let you meet these two benefactors. Our father and son owe them a thank you."

Hearing this, Mu Bai Muwen obediently took the three pillars of fragrance from his father, bowed three times in the direction of the memorial tablet, then inserted the sacrificial incense into the incense burner, and bowed down with his hands clasped together.

After the ceremony, Mu Bai asked: "Father, where are the bodies of these two children? Have they been buried properly?"

"They fell asleep beside your mother." Zhu Biao said softly, "At that time we all thought it was you, so we buried them beside your mother."

Mu Bai was a little puzzled when he heard the words: "How did the father know that we are still alive? Because of Mr. Song?"

No, it has been two years since Song Lian arrived in Yunnan. Even if the earliest royal family did not announce the news of their death out of stability considerations, there is no reason to hide it for two years.

In fact, when they came back, no one knew that the two little princes had "died".

"This, it was your mother who told me." Zhu Biao looked up with a smile, the girl in the portrait smiled softly and sadly, it was the softest smile that his always bright wife showed.

Two years ago, when Emperor Hongwu seized the culprit and planned to mourn his two grandsons, he got very drunk.

In the dream, his wife came with two children walking in the fog. He thought it was his wife who came to say goodbye to him, but when he didn't want his wife, she gestured to him anxiously, trying to say something.

It's a pity that the words of the dead cannot reach the ears of the living. He couldn't understand his wife's efforts at all, and only thought that his wife was blaming him for not taking good care of the child.It wasn't until his wife picked up the two children and let him see their faces that Zhu Biao finally understood what his wife meant.

——The two children in his wife's arms are beautiful, but they are not his children.That is to say...their real child is still alive?

When he asked this sentence, the way his wife nodded and smiled with tears became the most beautiful imprint in Zhu Biao's heart.

After sobering up, he immediately found his father to stop the funeral, and then started a search across the country.

However, he woke up too late. At that time, the two brothers had already been sent to Yunnan, and there was no news after that.

After Zhu Biao arrived, he also thought that he was thinking and dreaming day by day, but the faint sound of chains and shackles in his dream made him always look forward to it.

The master in the temple once said that the dead must pay a huge price to deliver news to the living.The sound of manacles he heard could be the shackles being placed on his wife.

Thinking that the news was sent by his wife, who was not at peace even after death, Zhu Biao didn't dare to stop his search.

Fortunately, he found them in the end.

Zhu Biao signaled the two children to hold up the tablet, and the three of them, father and son, would send the two tablets together to the Yuantong Yuan in their hometown of Fengyang to receive Buddhist worship.

But before leaving, Mu Bai expressed that he wanted to fill in some strokes on his mother's portrait.

"Since these two children are our younger brothers and are now with their mother, it is better to add them to the portrait."

Mu Wen felt that what his brother said was very reasonable, and he enthusiastically asked himself to be in the painting, but his brother ruthlessly refused: "When you learn how to draw, you can add your own brush."

Mu Wen was wronged, but Mu Wen refused, and Mu Xiaowen wiped his tears and wanted to sue his mother.

Mu Xiaobai, who was shamelessly hugged by his brother's thigh, could only say, okay, brother will be with you.

With a swipe of his pen, he added two children playing hide-and-seek and a child reading a book on his father's portrait of ladies.

When Mu Wen saw the third child appearing, he immediately started howling again. Mu Bai hurriedly pointed to the child who was reading a book and said confidently: "This is not my brother, but my brother's memory."

"I don't remember my mother anymore, but I will definitely remember my memory, so let my memory accompany my mother."

"As for me in the future—let Wen'er do the painting."

Mu Wen thought for a while, frowned and thought about the relationship between his memory and himself, and then thought that his brother lost his memory because of himself, and finally agreed reluctantly.

"Okay, Wen'er will learn to draw well, and I will definitely draw my brother very well!" The child made a fist as a sign of determination.

Zhu Biao watched the whole process with a smile on the sidelines. Seeing that the two children had reached a consensus, he put the scroll aside to dry.The two brothers wrapped the tablet with a black cloth, bowed to the portrait of their mother, and then left the basement following in the footsteps of their father.

The moment the candle was blown out, the princess and the three children in the portrait showed gentle smiles of joy and satisfaction.

Then in the next instant, everything sank into darkness again.