History of Yongwu

Mingyue Palace

The light in the study room was still on, and a figure was outlined on the window paper. When Mrs. Zhang saw that figure, the smile in her eyes deepened, and her body was tinged with warmth.

She signaled the little maid to stay, walked out the door by herself, gently opened the door, she stood at the door, saw Sima Shaojun's figure, and gently called "Your Majesty"

"You're here." Seeing her, Sima Shaojun subconsciously backed away, lowering his eyelids halfway, "What's the matter?"

"Come and see Your Majesty." Mrs. Zhang came to him and sat down, "What is Your Majesty doing?"

Sima Shaojun froze for a moment, stood up and said, "I have nothing to do, just read some idle books."

Seeing his refusal, Mrs. Zhang was not angry. She turned her head to look at him and said, "Your Majesty is a talented person. It is a loss to the world to be trapped here."

"Madam" Sima Shaojun interrupted what she was saying, looked at her and said, "Win the king and lose the bandit, there is nothing to lose, don't talk nonsense, be careful that you will lose your life"

Sima Shaojun's handsome eyebrows looked even more radiant under the candlelight. Zhang looked up at him, remembering how he was wearing a golden dragon robe, waiting for him at the foot of Jianye City.

Standing up slowly, she stood in front of Sima Shaojun, "Your Majesty, don't worry, this concubine will not let anyone hurt you."

Stretching out his palm, Zhang seemed to caress his face, Sima Shaojun dodged back, brushed her arm away, turned his back, and looked out the window with a low voice.

"Why don't you understand...don't think too much, go to rest early!"

Mrs. Zhang nodded, walked towards the door, stood in front of the door and looked back, "Your Majesty, does that copper talisman belong to someone you like?"

Sima Shaojun grabbed the purse subconsciously, paused before saying, "Madam is overthinking, but it's just an old thing."

Mrs. Zhang did not expose his lie, but continued to ask, "Your Majesty, one day, will you fall in love with me?"

"What's the point?" Sima Shaojun suddenly looked at her, and said somewhat self-deprecatingly and helplessly, "We are destined to 'grow old together' here"

Ha... Mrs. Zhang smiled, but still didn't see any anger, saluted him, and quietly retreated.

Sima Shaojun stood at the window, watched the half crescent moon gradually rising, and stood until the willow tip was on the moon, then opened the door and left.

"Ma'am, Your Majesty is coming down..."

"I know where he's going." Mrs. Zhang waved her hand, blew out the candle, and sat on the bed alone, finally revealing a trace of unwilling anger and guilt in the darkness.

Under the high courtyard wall, Sima Shaojun looked like a star that had been forgotten here, looking at the gray courtyard wall with his hands behind his back. The wall had just been built not long ago, and traces of the junction between old and new could still be seen.

"No matter how well you repair it, you can still see clearly after all." Sima Shaojun gently closed his eyes as he stroked the marks with his fingers.

Showa-dono

Under the clear moon, His Majesty the Emperor leaned over the case, diligently looking at the never-ending memorial, if it wasn't for Xiao Fuzi's silent reminder, he might not see the dawn.

"Your Majesty, it will be morning in a few hours." Xiao Fuzi stood aside, "It's time to rest."

"En." Qin Yu put down his pen, looked at him and suddenly asked, "How is Prince An's Mansion today?"

"King An accepted the order, thank you Your Majesty, don't worry Your Majesty, His Highness Wang An will figure it out"

Yeah?Qin Yu looked ahead, "Little Fuzi, what do you say..."

"His Majesty?"

"nothing"

Shaking his head, Qin Yu didn't ask after all, the emperor's heart was on his mind, and he never talked to others. He moved a bit, leaned back on the chair, and pressed his palms on several memorials.

"Someone also suggested that I get married. The portrait Mr. Zhao sent is too blurry." He glanced at Xiao Fuzi and said casually.

Hmm... Little Fuzi knew that he was in a bad mood, so he thought about it and said, "If Your Majesty thinks the portrait is crude, why don't you call someone to take a look?"

Hehe... Qin Yu laughed, glared at him and said, "That's not too rude"

After chatting for a few words, the moon shadow tilted again, Qin Yu stood up, looked at the memorial on the table, and said, "Maybe we can see each other in a different way, it will be better."

"His Majesty?"

"Little Fuzi, it's time for winter hunting."

Little Fuzi suddenly realized, half-bowed and said, "I know now."

The auspicious snow has just fallen, and there is an imperial decree from the palace that His Majesty the Emperor is going to Xiyuan for winter hunting.The emperor's hunting tour should be done every year, but in the 13th year of Congyonghe, Emperor Xuan died after he became seriously ill.

Now that the imperial court has regained its prestige, the world is unified, and His Majesty the Emperor has made great achievements and established the most extensive empire in history, this winter hunt will naturally have to be reopened.

Showa-dono

His Majesty the Emperor never expected that it was Zhong Xing who blocked him from the winter hunt, and he thought that Shen Xuewen should be the first to perform.

"Your Majesty's stubborn illness is just right, and Xiyuan is cold, so I'm afraid it will make His Majesty's condition worse." Zhong Xing was rarely tough, and he was really accompanying the emperor like a tiger. He didn't want to wait for the emperor to be seriously ill, and use himself as a knife.

"Then wear more." Qin Yu waved his hands indifferently, and said with a smile, "I don't want to live outside either."

"His Majesty is exhausted from hunting and running around..." Zhong Yuyi wanted to say more, but was interrupted by His Majesty the Emperor.

Qin Yu frowned and asked, "Will I die if I move?"

Zhong Xing's face changed slightly, he stood there not knowing how to answer, he could only shake his head.

"In that case" His Majesty the Emperor sat up straight, approached him, looked at him and said sincerely, "I promise to wear the most and move the least, Ai Qing, don't worry."

"..." Doctor Zhong was dumbfounded, and could only nod his head, bowing his head and leaving.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Qu is back." Xiao Fuzi came in.

"Yo!" Qin Yu threw down the memorial in his hand, with a happy expression on his face, "Come back alive?"

"..."

"Who are you cursing?" Young Master Qu stood in the hall and said while taking off his cloak, "Why is it so cold this early winter?"

Xiao Fuzi backed away tactfully, Qin Yu sat in the inner room and poured two cups of tea, held them in his hand and looked at him, "Where are you going?"

When they returned from Huaicheng, Young Master Qu parted ways with him when he reached Anjun, saying that there was going to be a storm in the capital, and he wanted to stay away and be quiet, and Qin Yu even scolded him for being ungrateful.

"Travel around in Zhao country" Qu Fenghui sat aside, holding a hot teacup in his palm.

"Did you come to join Lao Tzu because you couldn't get along outside anymore?"

"You still say..." Qu Fenghui thought of something, put down his cup and turned to look at him, "Why are you blocking the capital, I was almost trapped in the city and couldn't come back"

"Didn't I give you a sign?"

"What a broken brand, it doesn't work at all. I was almost arrested for forging a token. Fortunately, I am smart."

Pfft...hahaha... Qin Yu laughed, and after a little thought, he understood what was going on. Although Mr. Qu had a handsome face, he looked like a quack no matter how you looked at it. Only ghosts would believe him if he held the token given by the emperor like this.

After stopping the laughter, Qin Yu stood there, and said funnyly, "It's not that you insist on some kind of token."

"Didn't you say that I'm a courtier? There must be something worthy of it." Qu Fenghui took out the token and slapped it on the table bitterly, "I never thought you would lie to me."

"You are too useless"

Hmph... Young Master Qu is also crooked, and he totally disagrees with his words.

The two drank tea for a while, forgetting what happened just now, Young Master Qu and His Majesty the Emperor counted the beauties he had seen in Zhaodi.

"Last time in Anyang, we were in trouble and didn't have a chance to take a closer look at that beauty in Fenglou..."

His Majesty the Emperor listened for a while, put down his glass, and looked at him, "I know, you came back like this because you want me to help you get rid of this beauty."

"Heh...I'm a talented person, do I need you?" Qu Fenghui curled his lips.

"A good-looking talent?" Qin Yu raised his eyebrows, leaned closer and said in a low voice, "You haven't even touched the corner of that beauty's clothes, have you?"

Young Master Qu's face froze, thinking of the extremely unpleasant past, "Get out!" He raised the water glass, and poured water all over the Emperor's body, "Burning you grandson to death"

The tea was already warm, Qin Yu shook casually, he didn't get angry, he knew Master Qu too well, usually only the beauties he didn't get, Master Qu would never forget, and talked to him endlessly.

"You know my will, you can let him come here"

"I have my own way, but I can't show you"

"I didn't say to help you either." Qin Yu looked at him and said with a smirk, "You said he was so beautiful, so I will keep it myself."

"The one surnamed Bai" Qu Fenghui dropped the cup, rushed over and strangled him by the neck, "I'll just strangle you to death."

"Ahem..." His Majesty the Emperor shook his arm, not to be outdone, and said, "When I die, I want him to be buried with me."

Outside the palace gate, Xiao Fuzi, who was about to enter just now, heard the noise inside, smiled, and backed away.

East Hall

Shen Xuewen and several young officials gathered together and were walking out of the hall when they bumped into Zhao Zhiping who had just arrived.

The "Adults" bowed their hands and saluted.

Zhao Zhiping glanced at the few people, lowered his eyebrows, and asked seriously, "What are you going to do?"

Several people looked at each other, Shen Xuewen took a step forward when he saw this, and cupped his hands and said, "The officials think that it may be wrong for His Majesty to order King An to temporarily control the Yong'an Right Camp and be responsible for the winter hunting guards in Xiyuan."

"Are you going to meet His Majesty?"

"Yes"

Zhao Zhiping was silent for a while, and said to Shen Xuewen, "Master Shen, come with me." Everyone was puzzled for a moment, Shen Xuewen looked at Zhao Zhiping who had already left, and motioned for those people to follow later.

inside

"Sir" Shen Xuewen said to him, "Your Majesty ordered King An to protect the safety, but in fact he wanted to give King An military power. The Yong'an Army is stationed in Gyeonggi, so we have to guard against it."

Dongshou is actually a cover. His Majesty's real intention is to use Dongshou to prove King An's status to the ministers, and it is also the attitude of the driver to spy on all parties.

It was Zhao Zhiping's understanding of this that he stopped Shen Xuewen. No matter how talented he was, if he could not agree with the future heir, even if it was only a possible heir, he would be abandoned by His Majesty.

"Xuewen, His Majesty just intended to do this, but he didn't issue an edict. You should wait and see what happens in this matter."

"Sir, why don't you..." Shen Xuewen couldn't believe it.

"After I report to His Majesty, Your Majesty has already promised that a queen will be chosen during the winter hunt," Zhao Zhiping replied, which is why he decided not to object hastily.

"But it's still inappropriate for King An to involve military power"

"Xuewen, you are obsessed." Zhao Zhiping motioned him to sit down, "We are wary of the family's retaliation, not King An, and His Majesty also doesn't like Marquis Xiang, the Wei family and other old clans will soon have disasters, and now His Majesty only favors King An , when the queen's son is born, I'm afraid this matter will change."

Shen Xuewen suddenly realized that Wei's demise was foreseen by everyone. He and many people just felt that King An did not have enough mind to insist on state affairs like His Majesty. He suddenly woke up.

In the depths of the capital city, there is also a group of noble and deep mansions, but it is a bit shabby compared to those truly prominent noble mansions in the east city.

Zhang Fu read the letter paper brought back by his wife, took a deep breath, took out the torch and lit it, the letter paper turned to ashes, he stood up, and walked to the backyard alone.

In the room, he looked at the gray-haired man, "Dongshou, is Tang Jie really trustworthy?"

"Credible, because he has hatred in his heart. People hate traitors more than enemies." A few strands of white hair hung down, and the man looked at Zhang Fu through the gap.

Zhang Fu felt uncomfortably stared at by him, turned his face away, "But King An is in charge of Dongshou's defense."

"Wouldn't that be better, kill two birds with one stone, and His Majesty just took the opportunity to restore the country"

Zhang Fu nodded, stood up and looked at him, "Miss Liu, His Majesty doesn't know about this, if..."

"No." Liu Yanshen raised his head suddenly, looked at him and said firmly, "Your Majesty will not give up. As long as that person dies, the world will still belong to His Majesty."

The door was closed again, Zhang Fu left, and Liu Yanshen stroked the golden token with his palm.Your Majesty, I will definitely be able to rescue you, I will definitely be able to!

Xiyuan Dongshou has been practiced for hundreds of years. From the time of the first emperor, it was established that the children of the Qin family must study riding and archery. They may not be good at this, but they must not slack off.In this generation, both King Wu and King Jin were among the best. Later, King Wu died and only King Jin remained.

But now...it is really impossible not to listen to the advice, the severe cold of Xiyuan seems to be able to penetrate his thick fox fur cloak, blowing straight through his whole body is icy cold.

In the large tent of the Chinese army, His Majesty sat on a short couch with a brazier at his feet, and frowned impatiently when he heard the sound of hunting in the distance.

"Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Zhong is here." Xiao Fuzi led Zhong Xing to the side.

His Majesty the Emperor didn't say a word, just sat there without moving. Zhong Xing was familiar with him these days, and since he arrived in Xiyuan, His Majesty has been in a bad mood.

"It's cold, your majesty's body..."

"Prescribe the medicine." Qin Yu interrupted impatiently, waved his hand and said, "Little Fuzi, go make the medicine."

"Yes." Doctor Zhong and Xiao Fuzi left together.

The people in the camp were scared away by him, Qin Yu pulled out the memorial unwillingly, and watched boredly, the tent door was pushed open again after a while, the force was so great, it was definitely not Xiaofuzi.

"Young Master Qu, at least he is in his dozens years old, can't he be more prudent?" His Majesty the Emperor teased leisurely, looked up, and was amused, "What's wrong with you?"

"Ouch!" Qu Fenghui rubbed his shoulders, limped to sit next to him, "I fell to death"

"You fell off?"

"Bah! What rules did your ancestors set? What's wrong with doing something in winter, but why did you come out to hunt?"

"Then what?" Qin Yu sneered, looked at him contemptuously and said, "Stay in the brothel all day, drinking flower wine?"

"I think it looks good," Young Master Qu said brazenly.

"A man who rides a horse and hunts shows his prowess. Who is like you, a little boy, who can't even hunt, waste!"

"I'm useless, who has been living in a tent since I got here"

Pa... His Majesty's face was completely gloomy, and he slapped the memorial back on the table. Qu Fenghui came back to his senses, realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, smiled embarrassingly, and did not speak again.

"Your Majesty" Li Han came in, saw the faces of the two of them, couldn't help being startled, lowered his head and said, "Today's hunting, King An is the first."

Alas... Qing is better than blue because of blue, Sixth Master Bai is indeed not easy, Young Master Qu got up shaking his head, and walked towards the back tent with shaking steps.

The author has something to say:

For this original Mu Xiaohou, I actually prepared a special episode to explain various mysteries, and I don’t know if it can be realized. My heart is bigger than the sky every day!