Zhurou

Chapter 1 Cloth
The wind is biting, and the dripping water turns into ice.

The rustling dead leaves were blown up and down by the strong wind, swept across the red and green of the roadside all the way, carrying dust and gravel in the sky, and slapped directly on the window lattice, making a crackling sound.

Half asleep and half awake, Zhao Mingzhi seemed to hear someone talking not far away.

Anxious voices entered her ears, and she woke up suddenly.

The warmth of Mrs. Tang in the quilt was still there, and the thick curtains enveloped the space between the beds with incense, blocking the cold air outside, but they couldn't stop the small human voices.

Words such as "Your Majesty", "Crying", "Yingzhou" and so on were faintly blurred, making Zhao Mingzhi's heart beat wildly.

She lost her drowsiness all of a sudden, half sat up and called out, "Yushuang, who is outside?"

A corner of the curtain was raised, and the night guard maid Yushuang said "Princess" in her mouth, but she couldn't hide her panic on her face, and hurriedly said without waiting for her order: "It's the king who came to pass the decree—— Your Majesty, Your Majesty Princess Xuan is now going to the Chui Gong Palace to meet."

The so-called Wang Duzhi, whose real name was Wang Shu, was an eunuch of the Huang family, who worked beside Zhao Hong, Zhao Mingzhi's younger brother, today's young emperor.

The little emperor Zhao Hongnian was only eight years old. Because the Supreme Emperor was captured by the enemy country, he was hurriedly supported during the war, and he has only ascended the throne for two months today.

On the day Beidi soldiers approached the city, the Supreme Emperor brought his harem and courtiers to surrender the city. However, the bandits were not satisfied. They demanded gold, silver and beautiful women, and burned, killed and looted the city.

Zhao Hong was sent out by his own soldiers, and he saw the horrors in the city with his own eyes. He was robbed twice by thieves on the way, and was shot in the right arm by Liu Ya. Since then, he has been frightened, and often has nightmares in the middle of the night and cannot sleep.

Hearing that it was his brother who sent the message, Zhao Mingzhi's complexion changed, and he immediately lifted the thin quilt on his body and sat up, commanding: "Changing clothes for me."

Yushuang hurriedly rang the bell to call people, and after a while, five or six court ladies filed in, holding basins, towels, clothes, or shoes, and they washed and washed the princess quickly and without confusion.

The candles flickered, and the mirror on the table was polished as bright as clean water.

Zhao Mingzhi closed his eyes half-closed, lowered his head slightly, and quietly closed his eyes to rest his mind.

Ever since the capital was broken and her younger brother Zhao Hong was proclaimed emperor, she hadn't had a good night's sleep, and she woke up late at night today, and her face inevitably showed a bit of exhaustion.

Yushuang was picking out the right jewelry, when she looked up, she happened to meet the face in the mirror.

The willow eyebrows are picturesque, the Qiong nose is straight, the cherry lips are not smudged but red, the face is only the size of a palm, the skin is whiter than snow, and the brilliance of the eyes flows like autumn water when you look up.

However, after all, she has been unable to sleep for many days, and no matter how beautiful she is, it is hard to hide her haggard look. If you take a closer look, you will be able to see the red bloodshot eyes, which is really pitiful.

However, it is said that it is better to be a dog of peace than to be a person in troubled times.

Even if you are a princess and beautiful as a fairy, you can only be in a hurry all day long.

Thinking of the few words she vaguely heard just now, Yushuang's heart beat wildly, and her hands trembled a little.

She turned her head and glanced at the cage in the corner again.

That place contains the princess's soft clothes.

Zhao Mingzhi didn't pay attention to Yushuang's abnormality.

After she was dressed properly, she waved her hand and signaled the maids who were about to dress herself with hairpins to retreat. She was not in a hurry to go out, but called the Wang Office in and asked, "It's midnight, Your Majesty is not resting in Funing Palace, but going to Chuigong Palace to work?" very?"

Wang Shu came from Qiandi, knowing that the emperor was young and had always been very dependent on the princess, so how could he hide it.

The cold wind was raging outside, but he was already sweating from anxiety. Seeing that Yushuang was the only one serving in the room, he immediately replied: "The officials of the two mansions are discussing together, and I don't know what they said. Calling out to see the princess, the officials tried to persuade her several times, but to no avail, His Majesty was almost crying..."

His voice was almost trembling: "Third Princess, little one... I... I... I heard that the thieves are calling again. Today... I received the news yesterday that I have arrived at the Daming Mansion and are massacring the city... "

Wang Shu's words were confused, and not only his voice became weak, but his teeth also chattered up and down.

He looked up at Zhao Mingzhi, in a state of panic, mixed with inexplicable embarrassment and hope: "The ministers all said that the capital will be moved this time, and the place has been decided, either Shuzhou or Hongzhou. ...Let's...Your Majesty, is Your Majesty really going to move the capital?"

Do you really want to move the capital?

As soon as this sentence was asked, Yushuang, who was standing behind her, also trembled a little.

The Supreme Emperor and a group of ministers, palace officials, and common people were taken into captivity, and now he is enthroned in Xuzhou. In just a few dozen days, the emperor has brought tens of thousands of soldiers and horses with hundreds of ministers, thousands of officials, and palace officials. , retreated thousands of miles in a row, and did not settle down in Caizhou until half a month ago.

But now that his butt is still hot, he actually started planning to continue fleeing south. How sad and pitiful it is for the ruler of a country to flee like this.

If the emperor is like this, what about the ministers, followers, and even ordinary people around him?

Zhao Mingzhi didn't answer him directly, but stood up abruptly and walked straight out.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, the wind and rain wrapped in ice particles hit his face.

Zhao Mingzhi stretched the cloak that he had just put on, and then put on the veiled hat, and walked quickly by the light of the lanterns that were being carried by the guides.

"Princess, watch your step."

Yushuang took the first two steps to open the way, and while walking, she didn't forget to turn her head to remind her.

This is just a garden in Caizhou, and it cannot be called regulation at all. It is temporarily expropriated, and there is no time to rest, so the ground is inevitably uneven.

Zhao Mingzhi didn't take it seriously and just nodded.

A quarter of an hour later, everyone had already arrived outside the Chui Gong Hall.

It is said to be the Chuigong Hall, but the name of the Great Hall in Beijing is used, but it is actually a larger room. At this time, two or three white candles are burning, illuminating everywhere.

As soon as Zhao Mingzhi walked in, he heard the sound of crying, and saw a dozen or so ministers gathered in the middle, a child sat on a chair, turned his head back, and cried loudly, almost hoarse.

The ministers looked at each other, but no one came forward to persuade them, only a woman sat beside the child half at a loss, she held a handkerchief in her hand, but she was only focused on trying tears for herself, and couldn't help but murmur Muttering "Emperor".

The child was crying out of breath, and while crying, he was choked and coughed again and again.

Seeing such a scene, Zhao Mingzhi's complexion changed drastically, and he called "Your Majesty" and hurried forward.

Hearing her voice and seeing her coming in, all the officials in the palace showed expressions of relief, and the woman got up quickly and retreated far away.

As for the emperor Zhao Hong sitting in the middle, he immediately buried his head in Zhao Mingzhi's arms, hugged her and refused to let her go, kept calling "Sister", wiped his red eyes with the palms and backs of his hands, and loudly Crying, and pointing at the back of the head randomly.

Seeing that his description was wrong, Zhao Mingzhi patted his younger brother with one hand, and looked sideways at the table.

There is a piece of cloth spread out on the table, and it is full of bright red handwriting. Although the shape of the characters is scrawled, it can be drawn like a hook.

　haven't seen you for a long time.

　　The state is still not very good, but I still want to write some short stories to play with everyone.

　　I hope it is a gentle short story with less than 40 yuan and no brains, to spend a short time with a small group of friends.

　　Although I don’t know if there are still old friends, laugh~
　　It's still the same sentence: If you don't like it, please don't leave a message to tell me, you won't delete the comment, but you will be sad.

　　Finally, a warm reminder: it is not a big heroine, friends who like this mouth but accidentally entered it by mistake, run away.Friends who want to invest, please stop. With my current situation, I should definitely stop updating...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)