Zhurou

Chapter 187
Before standing still for a long time, the crowd behind slowly separated, but a person walked out from it.

This person was scrutinized by all kinds of eyes from the side, and when he turned his head, he saw the little lady chasing after him with a bamboo tube in each hand.

There was still a distance between the two, but the other party had already stopped his legs, handed over the bamboo tube from a distance, and said, "You dropped something."

He mumbled a few words in his mouth, took it, and heard the boos around him, he was really embarrassed, covered his face and ran away.

The crowd on both sides had no more excitement to watch and gradually dispersed.

And the little lady had already returned to her booth and sat down again.

She had a tough tone just now, and her appearance was also very strong. This time she was sitting alone at home, holding the copper coin in one hand, and she inevitably felt a little uneasy.

——The Di people really want to come, although there is a rumor that Pei Jiedu is there, after all, he is only powerful in the west, and there are so many Di soldiers in the north, can they defend with only these troops in the city?
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The city looked like it was going to be stormy, although Zhao Mingzhi tried his best to support it, he had no choice but to comfort him a little, and he couldn't control it at all.

Today she saw many people behind her with her own eyes, they showed a peaceful appearance at that time, but once they returned to the palace, the chariots had just driven in, so they couldn't sit still.

It was still early at this time, the sky was high and the clouds were light, Zhao Mingzhi looked out from the car window, there were few people in the palace, only a few guards at the gate of the palace, the walls were dark and old, everything was dusty, as far as Here, there are rare trees with leaves growing in late spring and branches stretching, and where the bricks and stones meet on the open ground, many weeds grow.

There were not many people in the palace, and Zhao Mingzhi pulled almost all of them out during the day to repair walls and build bricks, and only returned to the palace after dark. At night, once people passed by the resting hall, snoring could be heard from a distance, and it was rare to turn over. , in such a situation, the environment in the palace is naturally less crowded.

It's not surprising that Zhao Mingzhi knew the ins and outs. Instead, he looked at the greenery far and near, especially the tiny weeds that came out from the cracks in the rocks and swayed gently in the wind.

She was upset, and wanted to relieve it a little, so she signaled to the coachman to stop, got out of the carriage by herself, and walked slowly towards Ruisi Hall.

The palaces are dotted along the road, and the damage to the southeast is particularly serious, with burn marks all over the door and wall. From a distance, it is black and even the plaques have become unrecognizable, but judging from its regulations, it is by no means an ordinary palace.

Zhao Mingzhi was a little surprised, so he asked someone to find the old Huangmen, pointing to the palace and asking a few words.

The other party hurriedly said: "That place is Jingling Palace. The Di people entered the palace to raid the palace, and all other places robbed gold, silver and jewels, but Jingling Palace didn't have any. ..."

After hearing the word Jingling Palace, Zhao Mingzhi already understood it.

Although she is a member of the royal family, after all, she was born in a vassal state, and because of her extraordinary experience, she values ​​the future far more than the past, and is not so rigid in formalities. Naturally, the palace didn't pay much attention to it, but when they passed by suddenly at this moment, a vague thought came to them.

That Huangmen was also alert, seeing that the loudest and most powerful princess in the palace was standing silently, only looking at the expression on her face, she couldn't figure out her intentions, so she didn't act rashly, she stood sideways and didn't talk to her. Not to mention the slightest suggestion, just look at the nose and the heart with one eye, with two arms hanging close to the sides, and the back bent, showing a very respectful appearance.

Zhao Mingzhi turned his thoughts slightly, and he had a plan in mind, he raised his legs and walked towards the Jingling Palace.

The Huangmen hurriedly said: "There are not enough people in the palace. The Jingling Palace has been burned by Di thief several times, and the inside is really ugly. Why don't you wait a while, Your Highness, and let someone clean it first?"

Zhao Mingzhi shook his head and said, "It's okay."

He said again: "I have been back in Beijing for a long time, but I haven't gone to offer incense to my ancestors. Although there is a reason for this, it is not right after all. I have passed by today, so I will go to visit it. Whether it is repaired or built is still to be decided by your majesty." .”

When a group of people arrived at Jingling Palace, the door of the palace was already dilapidated, only a few half-leaf and half-leaf of wood were left drooping, and one could see the mess inside from the outside.

The Huangmen said anxiously: "Your Highness, be careful."

As he said in his mouth, he should go forward first and push the door that seems to have nothing.

Only the tooth-piercing "squeak" sound was heard, and only half of the door was opened in response to the sound. Sure enough, a lot of dust was thrown up everywhere, and even a few spider threads were torn apart. , half hanging.

The yellow door didn't care about the smell, and hurried in to clean up.

Zhao Mingzhi waited for a while, and then followed suit.

Even though she had been mentally prepared, seeing the situation, she still took a deep breath.

The images of all the emperors and empresses since the Taizu that had been placed in the Jingling Palace were burnt to nothing, and even the wooden platform for enshrining Suguo and flowers was also burnt to charcoal.

Because there is no manpower, no one to clean up, and no one to transport it away, from a distance, it is really miserable.

Zhao Mingzhi took a few steps forward, bowed a few times on the spot, and then he sighed and said to the old Huangmen, "Tell someone to call Duzhi."

Not long after, another member of the Yellow Gate came in hastily, came in to say hello, and when he saw the appearance, he couldn't hide his panic, and hurriedly said: "It's the lower officials who have neglected their duties. The Jingling Palace looks like this, and they don't know how to rebuild it." rebuild……"

Zhao Mingzhi waved his hand and said, "It's not your fault."

As soon as these words came out, the other party was obviously relieved, but still said: "It's the negligence of the lower officials..."

Zhao Mingzhi said: "At present, no one in the palace is powerless, not only that, all the imperial appearances are completely damaged, even if the palace is repaired, if the imperial appearances are not invited back for a day, it will be no different from other palaces. The so-called clever woman can't cook without rice. Turn things over to you."

That Huangmen didn't know why, when he heard this, his eyes were filled with tears, he just bowed his head and tied his hands.

Zhao Mingzhi said again: "Although this is the case, there must be a place for worship in the palace, not to mention the building of the place, this matter needs to be discussed in the long run, let's just talk about the important ones-you should prepare a copy and send it tomorrow. Going to Caizhou, please ask the accompanying painters to send the portraits of the emperors and empresses."

She paused, and then said: "There is also the current emperor's royal appearance-although Yujia has moved to Caizhou, there should be at least one portrait here, please discuss with the two governments, and choose the nearest auspicious time to deliver it urgently."

The yellow gates on the opposite side took orders one by one.

After Zhao Mingzhi finished his instructions, he didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked out the door, and looked back when he was about to look back. At this moment, a gust of wind blew up on the ground, and the doors and windows were blown open and closed with bang bang noises, but the hall was empty again. The wind passed through the hall, and it was very lonely.

She stood still for a long time, let out a long breath, closed her eyes for a moment, made many wishes in her heart without stopping, bowed her head three times, and went back to Ruisi Hall without staying any longer.

After entering the inner hall, Zhao Mingzhi had time to catch her breath after changing her clothes. She had a simple meal and was about to take a rest when someone reported that Lu Xianzhang was asking to see her.

As soon as the other party entered the door, he really asked about Jingling Palace.

"My minister received a letter from the palace, saying that it will be delivered urgently tomorrow..." He stood at the bottom, with a bit of hesitation in his tone, "I heard that His Highness wants to welcome back the late emperors, it is natural that this matter is very important." Well, it is beneficial for love, reason, law, filial piety, and even for your Majesty to govern the country. However, the city is in short supply of manpower, especially skilled craftsmen who either move south with the driver or go north with the army. If you want to rebuild the scenery Spirit Palace..."

Zhao Mingzhi coughed lightly, and said: "Thank you for your advice, but this time I just want to invite Yu Rong back to the capital, and I have no plans to build a new palace at the moment."

Lu Xianzhang was still shocked at first, then he felt dazed, and said again: "Your Highness also asked Caizhou for the image of His Majesty's royal face, is this also to appease the people in the city?"

(End of this chapter)