The situation was getting worse and worse, and Mingkang watched with his own eyes the refugees pouring into the capital.
It is said that His Majesty is planning to move the capital to the south. My brother also said the same. The south is very good, and everyone of them said so.
Before the capital was moved, the palace was in chaos, and the nanny who usually disciplined Ming Kang was called away. Only then did her brother have the opportunity to take her out of the palace. After many years, her beautiful feet finally stepped out of the palace, and every step under her feet Every inch of land is in the name of a great cause. Unfortunately, this place will soon turn into a hell on earth.
Mingkang wore a veil and walked around the capital with her brother for a whole day. She knew what her brother was thinking, but he may not know what she was thinking.
It is said that the Shangyuan Festival and New Year's Eve in the capital are famous all over the world. If this land is abandoned, the Daye royal family will become cowards from then on. Mingkang knows this truth, everyone knows it, but everyone tacitly accepted the cruel Reality.
There are no more crowds on the streets.
Not far away, several women laughed and ran laughing on the street. They had no worries at all. They didn't care at all about the land that was about to become an isolated city.
Mingkang tilted his head, his veil exposed at the side, and he had a face of national beauty and beauty, which was beyond words.
Soon a carriage drove up. The carriage was wide and parked next to a few women. Someone stuck his head out of the car and said, "It's blocking the road, so get out of here!"
Several promiscuous women did not dare to laugh, and they all stepped aside into the mud behind the road, not even daring to step on the right road.
The old man in the carriage said again, "Bah, I'm afraid it will stain my master's eyes. You find a place where the master can't see us. Only after our carriage has passed three miles away can we come out and walk where we just walked."
The women panicked and lowered their heads. After hearing this, they hurriedly found a tavern and ran in.
Mingkang didn't understand why they had to hide on the road, just because the person in the car was Mr. Sikong's little daughter
The brother looked at it without saying anything. Naturally, she didn't understand. Women in prostitutes can walk on this road, but they can't walk on this road together with the women in this car. They have to wait for her to pass by before walking. They are lowly and humble. Yes, you must not appear at the same time and in the same place with the daughters of noble families. Even if you see these nobles, you should lower your head and avoid them, and make a clean place for these people to stay in time.
How could he explain such unwritten rules to Mingkang? He couldn't explain it, and he couldn't let his sister know. He even regretted agreeing to take her out.
Mingkang held his hand and still asked.
So he said, "That's how it should be."
"Why?" Mingkang wrote on his hand.
The elder brother said, "They are not civilians."
"But aren't they considered the people of Daye?" Mingkang wondered.
"They are just slaves of the great cause. Slaves and subjects are never the same." Brother explained carefully.
"Like the female brother in the palace? The eunuch?"
"No, they are worse than the supervisor."
Mingkang still didn't understand, "Is a person born a slave?"
"Some are, some are not." My brother felt that she should know some of the dangers outside. Not everyone lives the same life as her. Even Princess Minsheng, who is powerful in the palace, knows this. Only she, It was placed in a porcelain vase and nourished by the cleanest spring until today.
"The people in the city are living a very hard life. The scarf you wear is enough for an ordinary person's family to pay for food for half a month." He sighed softly, "not to mention those who are not as good as the common people."
Mingkang seemed to understand. No wonder they were not afraid at all, because they had no intention of leaving here, and they were not afraid of the enemy occupying the capital. They were living miserably no matter what, so why were they not allowed to laugh.
Mingkang's steps were leisurely, but an indescribable heaviness spread in her heart.
On the day they set off, there was chaos in the palace.
The noble Princess Mingkang, the beautiful Princess Mingkang, became the meat on the chopping board.
In order to preserve the honor of the royal family, His Majesty wants to kill the princesses. Mingkang has no doubt that his father will kill her because he has already killed the queen.
She was left last, seventeen-year-old Ming Kang lying on her father's knees. His Majesty had never stroked her head so softly.
All the daughters cried and begged His Majesty not to kill them, but Mingkang did not.
Mingkang can't speak.
She just looked at His Majesty with those bright dark eyes, with such innocent eyes, His Majesty turned to look at the sky outside the window, which seemed like an endless road.
This was also the first time that Mingkang saw His Majesty cry. The tears in his eyes fell behind Mingkang. Mingkang knew that he was raising his sword to stab her in the back. She slowly leaned down, as meekly as a cat. Lying next to him, not even hiding.
My brother arrived late. Mingkang was covered in blood. He stood in a pool of blood. He suddenly turned around and saw that his bright face was also covered in blood.
Everyone died, but His Majesty was reluctant to kill her and kept her.
Mingkang had always believed that His Majesty was reluctant to kill her, and she had always thought so until her birthday when she turned nineteen.
But why did His Majesty keep saying, "I'm sorry for Liang'er" when he was caressing her face before he died.
The princess of the capital, the princess of Daye, the only princess left.
Princess Mingkang of Daye married the emperor of Beiqiu, a man old enough to be her grandfather.
Unfortunately, on the day of his wedding, he drank a glass of wine, and news came from outside the palace that his second son had killed his most beloved eldest son by forcing him into the palace.
Everyone in the Gongyang family was more vicious than the last, and Ming Kang had not yet bowed to the old emperor.
On the long palace steps, all the rituals were only half done.
Mingkang didn't care, she just wanted to protect her brother. On the day when the Daye royal family was destroyed, she watched helplessly as one of her brother's arms was cut off. A sword flying from nowhere pierced her brother's hand, which he raised to kill himself. hand.
She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of not being able to die with the person she cherishes most. There is only her brother in the world, and she wants to protect him.
She has not forgotten that she is the princess of Daye. The people in this city have not fled yet, and she wants to fight for them.
That day, my brother led two thousand imperial troops to block the city wall.
Like a mantis using a chariot as a chariot, there is still a glimmer of hope. The firearms manufactured by Daye are hidden under the capital. If necessary, once ignited, the whole city will be reduced to ashes. However, His Majesty did not do this. He did not want to write him down in history and destroy the whole city. The city protects one surname.
My brother is negotiating with them. Whether they will die together or talk over wine, it all depends on the Beiqiu people's thoughts.
Later, people in the capital said that the Zhao family were all cowards.
Zhao Shi gave away the capital and offered his sister to the elderly king of Beiqiu.
Mingkang did not feel wronged, nor did he cry once. However, on the second day after his brother agreed to marry Mingkang to King Beiqiu, he knelt down outside the Jiaofang Hall and raised his sword to kill himself. He protected the people of the capital, but failed to protect his sister.
It was the arrow that knocked the sword out of the brother's hand, and it was the man who cut off the brother's arm.
Mingkang looked at this familiar man, and after a long time she remembered that he was the man who had watched the lanterns with her. He smelled of jasmine and was full of tenderness.
In addition to his name being Yantang, he also has another name, Li Xiuning. He is an aide to the second son of King Beiqiu and an abandoned son of the Donghu royal family who was exiled.
(End of chapter)