Your Majesty, after he played stupid and overturned the car

Ming Wanzhao has had frequent insomnia recently, and the burns became severe at night, so he could barely sleep for a while in the second half of the night, and it was rare for him to sleep peacefully.

I don't know if it was because of Lu Yunchuan's words during the day that Ming Wanzhao dreamed of a pouring rain tonight.

The torrential rain poured down, and water pooled outside the hall. Ming Wanzhao knelt in front of the couch, his ears filled with the sound of the rain falling on the window lattice.

"Wen Qiao..."

Ming Rongzhou lay on the couch and called out, her phoenix eyes were scattered, she didn't know where to look, and finally landed on the palace door that was slowly closed by the eunuch.

He couldn't bear it any longer.

The eunuch An Xi, who was wearing a purple robe and embroidered cranes, knelt down behind Ming Wanzhao, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and said, "Your Majesty, you forgot that Governor Qi went to work outside the city today and has not returned yet."

"I haven't come back yet."

Ming Rongzhou seemed to wake up a little bit, the vacant eyes were struggling to gather, purple-black blood overflowed from his lips, fell on the bright yellow brocade, fainted, and he called again: "Zhao'er."

Ming Wanzhao raised his eyes ignorantly, the phoenix pupils similar to Ming Rongri's were as clear as a spring, but somewhat lifeless and empty.

"Wan Zhao." Ming Rongzhou bends his elbows and barely supports himself, the beauty under the lamp is pale, with no signs of aging.His brows and eyes were soft, as if he was looking at his parents and children kneeling below, or looking at something else through him, he said gently: "I have been trapped all my life, but what trapped me was not the family, nor the palace, but This is the world, this—"

He paused for a moment, frowned as if in pain, and then continued after a moment of relief: "This is the country, the country of Mingliang, Wan Zhao, Wan Zhao..."

Wan Zhao.

Ming Rongzhou's hope and Ming Liang's future are all combined in these two words.

Ming Wanzhao was still ignorant, as if he didn't understand what Ming Rongzhou was talking about, he lowered his head obediently.

"You have to remember." Ming Rongzhou covered his lips and coughed a few times, his fingertips were blue and bloody, before he continued, "The country is a cage of illness, the girders are rotten to the root, and my son is imprisoned in it, but my son—— My son should be like a windpeng flying ninety thousand miles away! The sky is clear, the sky and the earth cannot trap you!"

Ming Rongri, who had always been gentle and weak, showed another side. He was as sharp as a young man, and he endured joy, anger, sorrow, and joy all his life. At the last moment before he died, he wanted to use himself as firewood and burn it vigorously.

"My son, don't forget..." Ming Rongzhou said hoarsely and happily, "You are the monarch of the Ming clan!"

The emaciated king was lying on the couch, dying, but two clusters of fires were shining in his eyes, burning more and more intensely, as if trying to burn up his remaining strength and life, and burn the cage that had imprisoned him for many years.

One sentence, the monarch of the Ming family, exhausted his strength.

The sound of the rain was also urgent, washing away the old bricks and tiles of the palace, Ming Rongzhou tried his best to raise his eyes, looked out of the window, and looked further away.

Outside the palace, outside the capital.It is the vast misty water, the drizzle rafting, and the open world.Ming Rongri, the monarch of the Ming family, has been dead for many years, and he is a dead bone buried in the blue bricks and black tiles of this palace.

His name is Shi'an, and he should have lived a stable life, but he hastily spent his life in this palace.Ming Rongzhou struggled, his lips moved slightly, and he called out soundlessly.

"... Ah Xing."

Ming Wanzhao seemed to have noticed something, stretched out his hand uneasily, shook it lightly on Ming Rongri's slightly cool fingertips, and whispered: "Father...Father Emperor."

no respond.

Ming Wanzhao shook again, and innocently asked blankly: "Father, are you asleep?"

Seeing that Ming Rongzhou was still silent, Ming Wanzhao withdrew his hand obediently, pursed his lips, and whispered: "Father, wake up..."

Anxi stood up, looked at the father and son indifferently, his eyes turned to pity again, and he lowered his eyebrows and said calmly, "My condolences to His Royal Highness."

He didn't care if His Royal Highness, who was as stupid as a child, could understand, turned around and opened the door, looked at the dim lights in the imperial city, and said loudly: "Your Majesty——"

Lightning flashed outside the window, and then thunder exploded.

Ming Wanzhao sat up suddenly, with cold sweat on his brow, just as silver light appeared outside the window, lightning and thunder rumbled, as if about to shatter the sky. Between his eyebrows and eyes, as clear and beautiful as jade, there was only a moment of gloom.

He closed his eyes.

The palms under the quilt were clenched into fists, shaking uncontrollably while holding the quilt.

Hatred and pain are suppressed in a dark corner, breeding gloomy violence, and the foolish mask hides a little beast with nowhere to go. He hides his fangs, waiting for a chance to kill him with one blow.

Ming Wanzhao had waited too long.

He was also trapped in Yijing by the mountains and rivers of Mingliang, and was trapped in this imperial palace. He had never seen the Liu'e River where the sun set on a long river, nor had he seen flowers all over the mountains.

He actually did.

In the past, Qi Yanxing would often talk to his father about the wind and sand and the world in Yubei, but in the end they would just look at each other or be silent at the sky.

No one can get out of this golden and jade cage alive.

Ming Wanzhao opened the gauze curtain, only to see the dim candlelight, like scattered sparks, and the two pearl birds were still flapping their wings in the cage, they couldn't fly out.With cold eyes in his eyes, he lowered his eyes quietly, took out the crimson sleeve from the pillow, did nothing but held it in his palm.

He caught the cloud in Lingxi.

Ming Wanzhao thought to himself, but couldn't help feeling sorry.

The flow of clouds has never been satisfactory, like the fleeting sand between fingers, Lu Yunchuan is not Qi Yanxing, a Qi Wenqiao who is willing to put on shackles for a bright day is so ridiculous, he gave up the vast sky The cloud and the world, dwelling in Yijing, are a mad dog protecting the royal family.

-

Half a month later, at the beginning of March, the sky in Yijing was always gloomy, and the rain never stopped.Lu Yunchuan worked in the palace during the day, and at night he went out to have fun with the young masters of Yijing's family. Lu Linxian would be there every time, and outsiders don't know how these two masters got together.

Lu Yunchuan didn't think much about it.

He just wanted to see what kind of medicine was in Lu Linxian's gourd, so he went out to drink and eat with him for a few days, and the money was paid by the young master Lu Linxian.

For nothing else, who makes others stupid and rich?

Lu Yunchuan felt at ease about this.

When it was about to dawn, there was another thunder in the sky. Lu Yunchuan stayed in the Jinyan Tower, and there was no one on the bed. He woke up in a daze and wanted to turn over and continue to sleep, but suddenly heard the sound of thunder mixed with the sound of knocking on the door, so he suddenly turned over and got up. .

"Master! Master!"

The door was opened, Lu Yunchuan's robe was half-cloaked, his face was a little heavy, looking at Jiang Zhou with an ugly face outside, he frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Zhou said anxiously: "The city wall has collapsed!"

Lu Yunchuan paused while dressing, "What?"

"The city wall of the east city gate has collapsed!" Jiang Zhou said, "The news from my subordinate came quickly. The city wall collapsed due to the heavy rain for several days. The news should have reached the cabinet by now. Once the city wall falls, the palace must There will be an uproar, young master, make plans early!"

Yijing is the capital of the Daliang Kingdom, and the city wall is being repaired every year, and it will be repaired every five years, but it was washed away by several heavy rains.

Lu Yunchuan's complexion was not looking good either, the city wall was a couch, and the people who came and went were not restricted, if there were people with evil intentions, wouldn't it be a golden opportunity for them to sneak into the city at this moment?

He put on his robe, his brown eyes were as sharp as a knife, "I'm going to the palace."

Right now, there are many places where the imperial army can be used, and it is absolutely impossible to lie down and sleep.

Jiang Zhou hesitated and said, "My lord, repairing the city walls has always been the work of the imperial army. In the past, it was the work of the two palaces of the Imperial Forest Army. I see this situation..."

"Yang Jian got a fat job." Lu Yunchuan sneered, and hurried out.

The rain was still heavy, the night was so dark that it was about to collapse, and the rain hit him hard and densely. Lu Yunchuan rode his horse in the rain on the empty street, and when he was halfway, he ran into someone who was rushing to the palace together. Qi Yan Xing.

The two of them are in a mess.

Qi Yanxing wiped his face and said, "The Chaolu Hall is in a mess."

"Chaolu Hall?" Lu Yunchuan was startled, "Isn't it Chengming Pavilion?"

It was only in the Chaolu Hall in the early dynasty that this kind of thing happened. At that time, Li was in Chengming Pavilion to discuss with the cabinet ministers.

Qi Yanxing sighed: "The ministers rushed to Chengming Pavilion after hearing the news, but since the founding of Daliang, it was the first time that the city wall collapsed, and it was the city wall of Yijing again. If they didn't make up their minds, this group of immortals will invite the Holy Judge , invited His Majesty out."

"Please—" Lu Yunchuan stopped talking, turned another corner, and said tactfully, "What should your majesty do? The three members of the cabinet are still undecided about this matter?"

"Forget it, enter the palace first." Qi Yanxing spat out the rain.

Lu Yunchuan hummed, a little absent-minded.

What can the little emperor do if he asks him to come out?

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty had their own thoughts, and they tossed him out if they couldn't discuss the regulations. I don't know if his leg injury is better, and...whether he will be afraid because of the courtiers' quarrel.

How can such a soft little majesty handle it?

-

There were thunderstorms, and when there was no one on weekdays, there were carriages and horses rushing past in the rain from time to time.When Lu Yunchuan rushed to Chaolu Hall, he realized that he was still early. Standing wet outside the hall, he saw the figure sitting on the dragon chair from a distance.

Too flimsy.

Lu Yunchuan thought so.

The young emperor sat high above the hall, the bright yellow and complicated dragon robe pressed tightly on his thin shoulders, and the body underneath was as weak as exquisite snow porcelain, unable to bear the majestic coiled dragon embroidery.

Too far away, with a quick glance, Lu Yunchuan couldn't even see his face clearly, but he still remembered those calm and empty beautiful eyes.

It was the cleanest jade he had ever seen.

However, in the hall, he also saw a disgusting figure.

Anxi was at the side of the emperor, standing above all civil and military officials, and there was a man kneeling in front of the hall.

Qi Yanxing stood with him outside the hall and watched for a while, and said: "This person is Zuo Huaidao, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry. The job of repairing the city wall is supervised by the Ministry of Industry. The imperial army sent people. The person who took the job last year should be a member of the Ministry of Industry." The servant, Luo Hongfeng. Now that the city wall is collapsing, anyone who gets their hands on it cannot escape."

Lu Yunchuan was silent for a while.

If he remembered correctly, among the people who had a drink together the day before yesterday, there was Zuo Huaixu, the younger brother of Minister of Industry, and Luo Hongfeng, the servant, and they should still be staying at Jinyan Tower.

Qi Yanxing lowered his eyes and laughed: "It's time for the city wall to collapse."

Lu Yunchuan looked back at him, calmly asked, "What?"

Qi Yanxing raised his chin towards the hall, and couldn't hide his joy in a low voice, "Just wait and see, the matter of the city wall is not a trivial matter, and the Ministry of Industry has committed a crime in Su Jinhuai's hands."