Prince's Revenge

Chapter 27

The fisherman's song is misty and the eaves are outside, and the shadows of sails are scattered in the jade waves. These two poems are about the Grand Canal dug by a subjugated emperor hundreds of years ago.Back then, the Grand Canal, which was a waste of time and money, has now become the most important transportation channel from north to south, bringing endless prosperity to the towns on both sides of the canal.

He Yaodu and his entourage of five official ships sailed out of Kyoto mighty and mighty, carrying the majesty and grace of the royal family.The five official ships were about the same size, and one hundred guard soldiers on each ship stood guard in two shifts.The first ship carried the officials and their entourage, the second ship carried the newly appointed princess and the dowry maids, and the last three ships contained the dowry items given by the emperor.On the extremely busy canal in the past, there were only these five ships at the moment. The other water transport ships had already been notified by the government to give way to the official ships when they entered the port, and they could only leave the port again after the official ships passed by.

He Yaodu was on the first boat, besides several officials from the Ministry of Rites, Zong Qixiu and Zhang Zhizhen accompanied him.At this moment, Zong Qixiu was sitting in the cabin, looking at Zhang Zhizhen, while Zhang Zhizhen leaned his elbows on the window, looking sadly at Dayong City which was drifting away.

He went to Beijing with his master at the age of five, and it has been more than 20 years since he left this time, but he doesn't know if he can come back again.He had already bid farewell to He Yaodu, this time he left Beijing with the boat to send off the bride, and disembarked and left after arriving in Suzhou.After disembarking from Suzhou, he will travel far to Lingnan to find the person he has cared about for five years.Concern replaced sadness. He closed the window and turned his head to look at Zong Qixiu. Brothers of the same mother, one was like his father, the other was like his mother, one was arrogant and stubborn, and the other was weak and sentimental. The one who is sentimental is the older brother, who used to be the master of Da Zong, and is now the king of Zong Qikun.

Half a month ago, he received a tip report that Zong Qikun was ill.A short sentence made him anxious, he immediately found Si Jing and told Zong Qixiu who was in the palace.Zong Qixiu advised him not to worry, he came to find a way to arrange for Zhang Zhizhen to leave, that's why he left Beijing with the boat this time.

"Brother will be fine. Mr. Zhang don't need to worry too much. The road is high and the road is long, and it will take at least three months. If Mr. Zhang can't take care of himself, he may not be able to survive the journey." Zong Qixiu looked Looking at Zhang Zhizhen and comforting him, he was also worried. My brother has been thinking too much since he was a child, and has always blamed himself for the demise of the clan.In addition, he has been pampered since he was a child, so he couldn't bear the humidity and heat in the south of the Five Ridges. If it wasn't for the restoration of the country, he might not be able to support it long ago.Zhang Zhizhen can still go to Lingnan, but what about him?I'm afraid it won't be the day when it will happen, he and his elder brother will have to part ways.

Zhang Zhizhen looked at him worriedly, and said: "After I leave, the only person in Beijing who can contact you directly is Sijing, but many people in Beijing know Sijing, although no one is watching after you enter the palace." He's gone, but he's not as convenient as me after all."

Zong Qixiu said with a smile: "It's good for Mr. Zhang to go to Lingnan. Maybe my brother will recover from his illness after seeing you. You don't have to come back. If the prince asks, there is me."

Zhang Zhizhen was still worried, but comparing the two, he was even more worried about Zong Qikun. He said guiltily: "At the beginning your brother let me stay in Beijing to take care of you, and now I'm leaving like this..."

Zong Qixiu interrupted him and said, "You don't have to do this, I am no longer the impulsive boy I was five years ago. Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, I can protect myself."

"You and the lord?" Zhang Zhizhen thought for a while, and said carefully, "If it wasn't for the war, you and the lord would definitely become close friends."

Zong Qixiu smiled, disapproving in his heart, but he didn't want Zhang Zhizhen to worry about him before he left, so he didn't refute.

"Who is this king's best friend?" He Yaodu arranged other matters on the ship, and immediately came to find Zong Qixiu, just in time to hear Zhang Zhizhen's last words.

Zhang Zhizhen stood up and saluted and said: "During this period of time, I have received the great kindness and kindness from the prince, and Zhizhen is very grateful. I will say goodbye from now on, and I don't know when we will see each other again. Zhizhen only hopes that the prince's wish will come true."

He Yaodu sat down cross-legged next to Zong Qixiu, waved his hand to let Zhang Zhizhen sit down, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, why are you so polite? If it weren't for you, I would not be able to meet my cousin. I should have thanked you very much." It is." After saying this, he greeted outside the door and told Wu Enqi to prepare some food and wine.

Zong Qixiu silently drank a few cups with Zhang Zhizhen. The subjugated monarchs and ministers, in front of the upstarts, were full of words but could not speak.Only He Yaodu, he managed to find an opportunity to let Zongqixiu go out of Beijing, from Dayong to Fujian, and back and forth, it takes about three or four months, without the shackles of the government, wandering among the mountains and rivers, He was confident that the melancholy on Zong Qixiu's brow would dissipate.

18-year-old daughter red, the favorite wine of Zong Dynasty and He Dynasty royal family, mellow and charming.

After drinking a pot of wine, someone sent another pot. Zhang Zhizhen saw that Zong Qixiu was drinking without any scruples, and worried that he was drunk, so he found a topic and asked: "Since ancient times, it is enough to appoint a civil servant. How could the emperor let the prince personally marry him this time?"

He Yaodu smiled and said: "Everyone declined, so this king will accept this job."

"It's not suitable for etiquette!" Zhang Zhizhen said.

Zong Qixiu drank the most from a pot of wine. At this moment, his face was flushed, and he smelled of alcohol when he spoke: "What's wrong! The King of Zhennan gave half of the country to the He family, and it's only natural for a prince to marry him."

He Yaodu saw the resentment in his speech, he had a strange demeanor, deliberately provoked him and said: "One prince is naturally not enough, so I went to two princes this time!"

Zong Qixiu's face turned red all of a sudden, dissatisfaction and shame welled up in his heart, he snorted coldly, picked up the jug, raised his head and closed his eyes, drank it all in one gulp, and threw the empty jug viciously on the ground.The loud and clear voice resounded throughout the cabin, Zhang Zhizhen and He Yaodu were both stunned, staring at him in astonishment.

Zong Qixiu raised his head to the sky and howled, crystal clear tears flowed from the corners of his eyes and down his cheeks, his grief and indignation had nowhere to vent, only to soothe the alcohol to relieve his sorrow.

Zhang Zhizhen quickly stood up, bowed deeply to He Yaodu and said: "He is drunk, please forgive me." After speaking, he pulled La Zongqixiu and winked at him vigorously, telling him to apologize quickly.

Zong Qixiu brushed Zhang Zhizhen's hand away vigorously, looked at He Yaodu with a smile, and said, "Who says I'm drunk?"

Zhang Zhizhen looked hesitantly at Zong Qixiu, then at He Yaodu, just now he said he would not do impulsive things again, how could he be stupid again in a blink of an eye?

"Mr. Zhang, please go out first!" He Yaodu looked helplessly at Zong Qixiu, who had gone mad with alcohol, and said to Zhang Zhizhen with a sigh.

Zhang Zhizhen hesitated, Zong Qixiu patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said, "Don't worry, he doesn't eat people."

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