Daming heir

Chapter 230 Exploration and Drawing the Ground as a Prison

Standing in front of the gate of this house on the Lion Mountain, Zhu Di silently and calmly watched the egg liquid flowing down the bronze door panel, as well as the broken egg shells.

He knew exactly who he would see when he knocked on this door.

Zhejiang Road, Hongwu 25 years Enke.

These two things flashed through Zhu Di's mind, and then his eyes sank, faintly making Jin Wang Zhu Jie who was following him feel that the fourth child was standing on the battlefield in northern Xinjiang.

"Third brother, you should know what our family should choose."

Zhu Di didn't knock on the door, but turned to look at Zhu Jie beside him, and said something for no reason.

Zhu Jie nodded silently: "Since we are all back, there is nothing to say!"

Subsequently.

On the Lion Mountain, the gate of this house whose owner is unknown was knocked down heavily by two Jinyi guards with a tree stump cut from the mountain.

Immediately, countless Jinyi guards divided into two teams, filed in from the sides of His Highness King Jin and His Highness King Yan, and rushed into the courtyard.

In the courtyard, Dang even heard a low and restless sound.

When Zhu Di walked into the courtyard waving his robe, he saw that the entire open space in front of the hall was already full of vegetables thrown in by the people who gathered outside.

Numerous broken eggs gave off a faint fishy smell.

Accustomed to the smell of blood on the battlefield, Zhu Di frowned slightly when he smelled the smell of egg liquid again.

Zhu Di glanced over the chaos in front of him, and looked at the elegant house in the middle of the entire courtyard.

I saw a few servants in green shirts blocking the door, confronting the Jinyiwei Tiqi who rushed in earlier.

Zhu Di and Zhu Jie looked at each other, and they walked side by side.

When the two of them walked down the corridor, a servant in blue shirt stepped forward, bowed and clasped his fists: "For the younger ones, please refer to His Royal Highness King Jin and King Yan."

Zhu Di's complexion was very ugly at the moment, and he glanced gloomyly at the servants standing in front of him.

"This king is ordered to come to Lion Mountain."

After speaking, Zhu Di stepped forward.

But the servant gritted his teeth, and in the end he could only stand in front of Zhu Di.

Before Zhu Di could get angry, the servant had already bent his waist even lower: "His Royal Highness, my master said that the imperial court has its own rules. Today, there are only some small disturbances on the Lion Mountain. Now that there is nothing wrong, the master is gone I have taken off my clothes and rested, lest I will offend the two Highnesses with my disorderly manner, please stop."

Snapped!
A crisp sound.

I saw that the servant who was still explaining had already been slapped on the ground by Zhu Jie who came up from behind Zhu Di.

A blood-stained tooth rolled and fell to the floor.

Zhu Jie snorted coldly with a murderous look on his face: "Where did the dog come from, dare to block the way of Prince Daming?"

While speaking, Zhu Jie kicked up again, kicking the servant who was slapped to the ground into a small shrimp, clutching his stomach tightly.

Afterwards, Zhu Jie coldly glanced at the remaining servants who were still standing in front of the door.

"Are you guys blocking the way too?"

The servants here are all family-born sons, and family-born children are entrusted to the master's family for their honor and disgrace. The master's family's orders are more important than the emperor's will.

The servants were all afraid of His Royal Highness King Jin's ferocity, but they dared not miss the master's orders.

Seeing that the gang of dog slaves dared to stand in front, Zhu Jie snorted again: "I dare not tear down this bird's nest?"

"Why is His Royal Highness King Jin so angry?"

An old and tired voice came from the room.

Zhu Di's gaze sank, and he looked up at the door coldly.

Standing at the front, Zhu Xi turned to look back at the fourth child.

At this time, with a light door frame knocking, several old men in dark gray and dark brown Confucian uniforms, with withered faces and swollen eyelids, walked out of the room tremblingly without the help of servants.

An old man in the lead first looked at the servant who fell on the ground, frowned, and said in a low voice: "Damn dog slave, why did this old man tell you to block the way of the two Highnesses? Come, drag it down and kill it!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the rest of the servants who were blocking the door immediately stepped forward and dragged the man towards the back of the house.

During this process, Zhu Di kept frowning, staring gloomyly at the old Jiangnan Confucians who were also looking at him.

After a while, there was a dull scream from behind the house.

That voice couldn't be faked. At this moment, the servant was already dead.

This is the experience of the army for many years, told Zhu Di.

Therefore, his brows were frowned even tighter: "This king came here by order to take a look on behalf of His Majesty."

The old Confucian leader smiled, and said in a low voice: "Now, if you think about it, Your Highness already understands it."

Zhu Di did not follow, and said quietly: "This king has not seen this elegant house yet."

The old scholar lowered his head and smiled wryly, waved his hand, and made way for the rest of the old scholars behind him.

At this time, Zhu Difangcai and Zhu Jie walked into this elegant house.

Standing in the middle of the elegant house, Zhu Di looked around, and there was a huge and simple tea table where the window opened to overlook the Yangtze River.

Taking a close look at the teacup on the tea table, Zhu Di raised his eyebrows slightly, and turned his head to look at the third child who was beside him.

Zhu Jie's mouth moved silently: "There are two more."

Zhu Di nodded, and then turned around with a smile on his face: "I have heard that you old gentlemen are quite accomplished in cooking tea, but it's a pity that today's Lion Mountain is not peaceful, but I missed the opportunity to drink tea."

The old Confucianism lowered his eyebrows and said: "I am very willing to wait here when it is quiet and make a pot of tea for the two Highnesses."

But Zhu Di waved his hand again: "The tea is free, and I won't have much time in Yingtian, so I can only drink the burning knives from the frontier."

The old Confucian smiled silently: "There are a lot of good wines in the south of the Yangtze River. When Your Highness goes north, I can offer wines from all over the world to the soldiers in the north."

Standing beside Zhu Di, Zhu Jie raised his eyebrows and stared at the old guys in front of him whose combined age can be traced back to the former Tang Dynasty.

These people really dare to do anything!

Zhu Jie couldn't help humming twice in his heart.

Zhu Di snorted directly in public, and smiled faintly: "This king has probably stayed in Beiping for a long time, and he is always not used to drinking Jiangnan wine. That's it. The old man's kindness, I can only appreciate it."

A hint of disappointment flashed across the old Confucian's face, and then he forced a smile: "It's the old man who didn't think well."

At this time, another old Confucian said: "Today is not the time for a banquet. There is a reason for the incident. I have not fulfilled the etiquette. Please forgive me, Your Highness."

This is nothing to say.

Zhu Di hummed lightly, looked at Zhu Jie beside him, and raised his eyebrows.

Zhu Jie snorted coldly: "I thought there was some kind of thief hidden on this mountain, but now it seems that there is no one there. There is still something going on in the palace, third child, let's go back to the palace earlier."

Zhu Di nodded, and the two walked out of the elegant house one after the other, and went to the front hall where there were already a group of servants cleaning up the vegetables on the ground.

The few old Confucian scholars followed behind and saw them off.

At this time, Zhu Di looked at the servants who were packing up the vegetables and waved his hand.

He said softly: "This king is quite uneasy at the moment. If there is something about a thief, I am afraid that something will happen on the Lion Mountain. The old gentlemen are old, and I am afraid that they have not slept lightly. The next team will guard the Lion Mountain at all times, and I should thank all the old gentlemen for their kindness in giving wine."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Di didn't give these old things a chance to speak, and went straight out of the yard together with Zhu Jie, who had turned his head to look outside and suppressed a smile.

"This……"

An old Confucian could not help but lose his voice.

Before they could catch up, there was a bang, and the gate of the house on the Lion Mountain was already closed from the outside.

Immediately, there was a sound of iron chains.

These white-haired old scholars immediately looked at each other in panic.

"How can this be good?"

"Are they going to imprison me here?"

Several old Confucianists frowned and whispered angrily.

The old Confucian who had been talking to Zhu Di snorted coldly, looked at the servants who were still cleaning up the courtyard, and couldn't help but sneered: "What are you doing sweeping! Put them away carefully and send them to the back kitchen!"

Following his instructions, several old Confucian scholars around him immediately stomped their feet, their faces sullen.

……

Outside the courtyard on Lion Mountain, Zhu Di and Zhu Jie had already left and returned to the palace.

Sun Cheng deliberately stayed here for a while, not waiting for anyone else, but Tian Mai from the hidden guard.

The two leaned against the stone statue next to the courtyard gate, against the corner of the wall.

Tian Mai looked in front of him, and the onlookers, who were still unwilling to leave until now, couldn't help but whispered: "You arranged someone?"

Sun Cheng looked sideways: "Have you made arrangements?"

The two looked at each other involuntarily.

"Old dogs must die!"

At this time, one of the people around who hadn't left yet immediately yelled.

Immediately, a white and tender cabbage head was thrown into the air, then over the wall, and slammed into it with a muffled sound.

As the first person threw something into the courtyard in front of Jin Yiwei, the surrounding people saw that Jin Yiwei didn't take anyone, so they began to tentatively follow suit.

Sun Cheng looked at the scene in front of him with a smile. Countless vegetables, fruits and eggs were thrown from his head into the yard behind him, and he felt that the people of Yingtian City were really good people.

Suddenly, he shook the chain on his hand, stood up and looked at a person: "It's low, it fell on the outside of the wall and landed on us, Jin Yiwei's Zhao prison attendant!"

Sun Cheng, who was wearing a flying fish suit, was quite intimidating.

The person who was called immediately raised his arm, and with a whoosh, a few rotten eggs that this person got from no one knew where had already landed in the yard.

After a while, a foul smell wafted out.

Tian Mai covered her nose and patted her buttocks and stood up: "There is still a big issue in the palace, let's go, this place will become more and more unbearable."

While talking, Tian Mai had already walked down the mountain.

Sun Cheng thought for a while, dropped the chain in his hand, and followed.

(End of this chapter)