As the emperor's personal guard, the Jin Wuwei passed imperial edicts everywhere, regardless of whether it was Huanxinghai or Moguishan, they always broke in directly, and never had the habit of standing outside the door and waiting for notifications.
But they forgot that they were only fourth-rank military officers of the imperial court, and the Duke of Guo was a super-rank prince. Ordinary princes don't want to offend them, and they don't care about etiquette. But Zhu Yangai is not an ordinary prince, and whether he cares about it depends entirely on his mood.
"Since you have come to Yinian Palace, you must abide by the rules of Yinian Palace." Zhu Yangai raised her hand, and dozens of red-clothed guards holding deer glass bows appeared in front of and behind the house in an instant, and each bow was bent like a full moon.
Zhong Shuling broke out in a cold sweat, "I am convicted, I will report again."
After all, Du Huang led the Jinwu Guards to quickly exit the Palace of One Thought. As soon as his front feet went out, criss-crossing auras appeared over the Palace of One Thought with his back feet, which was obviously a spider web.
The commander of the Jinwu Guard turned blue with anger, he walked all over the Dayong, he had never been humiliated like this before, "Master Du, what you have done like this is really embarrassing the Holy Majesty."
"Commander Zhang can report truthfully when he goes back, and see how the Holy Majesty decides." Du Huang sighed. This Commander Zhang has just taken office and doesn't understand the situation at all. The young man is so reckless, and sooner or later he will suffer.
Standing outside the gate, politely asked the gate guards to inform them, and waited for nearly a quarter of an hour before letting them in again.
Putting away all the things prepared for the hair tie ceremony, Zhu Yangai met the crowd again in the main hall of Yinian Palace, "Who is here?"
Du Huang pressed Commander Zhang, who was about to explode, and reported himself to his family again in a good temper, and then read out the imperial edict. Surprisingly, this imperial decree was not here to beg for Lin Xin, "The Zhu family in the Southern Region is also Xiao, knowledgeable and versatile, the best in the past and the present, entered the palace as a grand teacher, and taught the prince and other princes lessons."
Lin Xin looked at Master in surprise.
Zhu Xingli, who was secretly feeding Madam Jing to eat dried fish, shook his hand and poked the dried fish on the cat's head, and was immediately scratched by Madam Jing. Covering his hands and grinning his teeth, he walked forward, took the imperial decree and read it again, indeed saying that he was right.
"Yi Xiao is stubborn, how can he be the prince's teacher?" Zhu Yangai frowned, her younger brother knew that if he became the prince's teacher, within a year, the prince would become a prodigal son .
"The duke is too humble. The emperor took the examination of the six princes' homework. He looked very happy. He hoped that the prince could also learn such a wide range of knowledge, so he sent an official here to invite Mr. Yi Xiao into the palace," Du Huang said with a wry smile, " In addition, the emperor has an oral order. Please find the orphan of Marquis Lu to come to Beijing with Mr., and worship him as a marquis."
Zhu Xingli was acting foolishly, but when he heard the last sentence, he immediately rolled up the yellow silk from the imperial decree and stuffed it into his sleeve, "Thanks to the Holy Majesty for not abandoning me, then I'd rather be respectful than obedient, Xin'er, pack up your things." .”
Lin Xin originally thought that Master would refuse to enter the palace, but he did not expect to agree so simply.
"It's the same wherever you go to fight the autumn wind," Zhu Xingli said indifferently, "Would you like to make a bet to see how long Feng Zhuoyi can bear me, ten taels of deer glass."
Feng Zhuoyi is the name of the current emperor.
Lin Xin watched him wipe the Chunshen Sword, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart. Master is a dissolute man, and he doesn't like to be restrained the most. He agreed to enter the palace, probably for him and Feng Zhong, "Master, why don't we run away?"
"Run?" Zhu Xing sheathed his sword, and struck Lin Xin's calf with a stick, "Stinky boy, after teaching you for so many years, you just learned how to run?"
When Mo Guishan met, Lin Xin was too young, it was impossible for him to hand over such a young Lin Xin to the royal family. Now that Lin Xin and Feng Zhong have grown up, "It should be yours, go and get it back, Master is here."
There is Master here... Lin Xinxin's head felt hot, and all the apprehension and fear, resentment and hatred were all wiped out in these words.
"Seeing that the situation is not right, at worst, we will run again." Zhu Xingli added.
Lin Xin: "..."
Soon it will be the hunting day in Xianchi, Shen Lou followed them to Beijing to participate in this year's autumn hunting.
Zhu Yangai and the three stacked swords came out to see him off. Zhu Jiangqiu pulled Lin Xin very reluctantly, and stuffed him with a bunch of southern region snacks.
"Meow!" Mrs. Jing rushed out, grabbed Lin Xin's clothes and climbed up.
Shen Lou took the cat down and returned it to Zhu Yangai, "Uncle Shi, my nephew heard something the day before yesterday. There was a restaurant in the Northern Territory that sold flame fish. A certain person was greedy and ate eight fish at a time. He was found dead the next day." at home."
When Zhu Yangai heard this, her pupils shrank, "What do you mean?"
"I saw that there are a lot of flame fishes in the pond in the back garden. When I think of this, I will tell Uncle Shi." Shen Lou bid farewell, and pulled Lin Xin into the carriage.
Zhu Yangai stroked the cat in her arms, then turned to the maid and said, "Cut down the madam's daily flame fish, and change it to once every three days."
"Yes." The maid answered with a bow.
"Meow?"
The southern region is still hot, and it has already started to rain in autumn. Teahouses and restaurants were full of people sheltering from the rain, talking about the grand occasion of Qiu Wei.
The Dayong imperial examinations were divided into the autumn and spring competitions, the autumn competitions compared to martial arts, and the spring competitions to competitions. The children of the small family and Sanxian who want to be military officers need to participate in the Qiuwei to win a good ranking;
Ordinary people can also participate in Chunwei, but it is much more difficult than immortals. It needs to be selected through government examinations and township examinations, and is recommended by local immortal cultivators.
The Imperial Palace is in the middle of Yongdu and can be reached by crossing the Royal Street.
Lin Xin jumped off the carriage, looked at the majestic city wall, and couldn't help taking a deep breath. The low wall is called Yuan, and the high wall is called Yong. The city walls of the capital and the palace walls of the imperial palace are all three feet high, so they are called Yongdu.
The high walls are dense, like a big urn made of stone, locking everyone in it, fighting to the death.
Emperor Yuanshuo named Zhuo Yi, and stood on the porch to welcome everyone, "Yi Xiao, you haven't been to Yongdu for several years." There is a pair of very conspicuous dimples.
People in the royal family have dimples, big or small. Therefore, Feng returned to the palace, and no one would question his lineage.
A woman who has pear dimples will look delicate, and a man who has pear dimples will look amiable.
"See the emperor." A group of people knelt down and saluted.
"Get up, it's raining heavily outside, everyone go into the hall," Feng Zhuoyi patted Shen Lou on the shoulder, "I haven't seen you for a long time, the building has grown so tall."
"The Emperor is concerned about it." Shen Lou bowed his head and responded without saying much.
The emperor bestowed the seat, and called Lin Xin to come to him, took a closer look at his appearance, held the deer jade pendant and sighed deeply, "I have been looking for you all these years. Your father hunted deer for the royal family and died unexpectedly, only you A child, how can I have the heart to let you wander outside."
Feeling that things are right and wrong, he never mentions what Zhu Xingli has concealed and failed to report for so many years.
"Your Majesty, do you really want me to teach the prince how to read?" Zhu Xingli hunkered down on the chair, not looking like a teacher.
"You, Xiu and I are putting on airs," Feng Zhuoyi raised his hand, nodded to Zhu Xingli in the void, shook his head with a smile, Ming's golden dragon robe shook accordingly, and his gestures were all dignified, "I tested the sixth prince's homework, This son knows astronomy from above and geography from below, and he knows everything in the way of swordsmanship, the crown prince is far behind him."
Emperor Yuan Shuo was very disturbed that a prince who grew up outside the palace was stronger than a prince who had been carefully cultivated for many years.
No matter what Zhu Xingli said, the official position of the Grand Master was fixed, and a piece of palace was allocated for him in the East Palace, and Lin Xin and Shen Lou also temporarily lived in the East Palace.
After exchanging pleasantries, the emperor let them go to settle down, but left Lin Xin alone to talk.
The heavy door of the palace was shut tightly, blocking Shen Lou's worried eyes.
"Let's go." Zhu Xingli dragged him up to the Shenlou indifferently, and went directly to the East Palace. His apprentice is better than himself, and the emperor will not do anything to him, so there is nothing to worry about.
As the door of the palace was closed, the sound of the pattering rain outside the door gradually faded away. Lin Xin thought back to the time when he first met Emperor Yuan Shuo in his previous life, it was still the early summer when the sun was shining brightly, but the sky that fell in his eyes was even darker than it is now.
Jin Wuwei brought him who had just killed his master and Feng Chong who was seriously injured and unconscious back to the palace. Master's death at his own hands was a great blow to fifteen-year-old Lin Xin, and he didn't say a word for several days. Feng Zhuoyi called the best imperial physician to treat him, and he came to visit him almost every day.
It took more than half a year to recover. By the time Lin Xin walked out of the palace, the rumors about him killing his teacher had already spread throughout Yongdu.
"It was him who killed his mentor."
"You are so cruel at such a young age, could it be that a wolf cub has become a spirit?"
"Why did you do this?" Feng Zhong, who was already His Royal Highness, grabbed his collar and asked.
"No reason, I just do what I have to do." Lin Xin threw off his hand, and was punched in the chest and abdomen again. The heavy fist carried enough spiritual power, and it hit him ten feet away, spraying Come out with a mouthful of blood.
"Lin Xin, from now on, you and I will be absolutely boundless!" Feng Chong left with red eyes, shaking his sleeves.
Lin Xin didn't know what it was like to be betrayed by relatives. He no longer had any relatives. He got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and turned to look for the emperor.
No care, no worries, a lonely minister, notorious. He wants to avenge his father, avenge his master, and shake the century-old clan. The only one he can rely on is the emperor.
The memory came back, Lin Xin looked up at Feng Zhuoyi who was no different from the memory, and showed a slightly reserved smile.
"I heard from the Jinwu Guard that you killed those twenty or so barbarians?" The emperor smiled kindly, as if he was asking if you destroyed the ant nest outside the door.
"It wasn't killed by the ministers, but activated the grand formation set up by the master." Lin Xin told the truth, his eyes were full of innocent cruelty, as if he didn't care about the murder of more than 20 people.
Feng Zhuoyi nodded slightly, "Do you know who killed your father?"
"I don't know." Lin Xin shook his head.
Emperor Yuan Shuo sighed, and told Lin Zhenghan how he went to find the Luli vein, and how he was targeted by those families without the vein.
Lin Xin clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were red.
"You've tied your hair up, so you can get your name?" Feng Zhuoyi patted Lin Xin's head with pity.
"I will live up to it, Lin will live up to it," Lin Xin took a deep breath, "my father has a word, keep his word, and live up to the emperor's grace."
"Live up to the emperor's grace, good good good good good good good," Feng Zhuoyi was both surprised and happy, "good boy, I will issue an edict in a while to pass on the title of Marquis Xun Lu to you."
Leaving the main hall, Lin Xin wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with a single finger, sneered, and walked towards the East Palace.
The author has something to say: Qiu Wei in the official history is not a martial arts subject, but a rural examination, which is fabricated by Benniao here
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small theater:
Lou Lou: Didn’t Duen end his righteousness, why did he get back together later
Chongchong: (Day 1) Lin Xiaoxin, I will break my friendship with you
Xinxin: That's what you said
Chongchong: (the next day) Lin Xiaoxin, one day has passed, let’s make up
Xinxin: ok
Lou Lou: …