King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 132 God Capital Luoyang
[Easter egg at the end of the chapter, Luoyang, the god capital in the current world view! 】

In order to flatter the prince, the officials in Jiangbei racked their brains and thought of various ways to entertain the prince.

Even Zhu Jinghong was invited to participate in several of them. While serving wine for Zhu Jingyuan, he also saw how much the upper class had a lot of fun.

Although it is elegant on the surface, it is actually a romantic affair, and it is really not good for the prince to participate in it, in Zhu Jinghong's opinion.

Logically speaking, Gao Shuyan should be warned, but this time he didn't see him working.

This is actually Zhu Jinghong's one-sidedness, because everyone in the Prince's Mansion thinks that this is a rare opportunity to make friends with foreign officials in a fair and honest manner.

Although it is taboo to make friends with foreign officials and criminals, seeing Prince Rui's favor and relationship everywhere, how can everyone in the Prince's Mansion not be impatient.

So this time, there was an objective need to pay homage to the ancestral mausoleum, coupled with the hospitality of the local officials, and everyone in the Prince's Mansion half pushed and half agreed, and the two got mixed up.

Actually speaking, Zhu Jinghong ran to the barracks from time to time, and got along with the Long Guard, which was more taboo than the two elder brothers who formed a clique.

They stayed in Fengyang for a full six days before leaving at Zhu Jingyuan's order.

The officials in Jiangbei sent him a full hundred miles before watching him away reluctantly.

Starting from Fengyang to the northwest, they arrived in Xuzhou five days later, and it took another seven days to reach Kaifeng.

The team rested in Kaifeng for two days, then continued westward, and arrived at Hulao Pass in another three days.

After passing through Hulao Pass, you entered the so-called capital of Gyeonggi, which is the boundary of Shuntian Prefecture, the capital of God.

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Ten years of Orthodoxy, August 28.

The prince's return team is less than twenty miles away from Luoyang, the capital of the gods, and they will definitely arrive before noon.

Perhaps it was because of the timidity of being close to the hometown, Zhu Jingyuan was extremely uneasy at the moment, so he called Zhu Jinghong into the carriage.

"Thirteenth brother, how do you say that I am going to Jinling this time, and the errands are going well?"

In the carriage, Zhu Jingyuan sat upright, and asked this nonsense again.

"I said fourth brother, fourth master...it's all over here, what are you worried about?"

Zhu Jinghong analyzed: "The Japanese were also suppressed, and there was no extra money and food. No matter how strict the old man is, I'm afraid he can't find anything to say!"

"But in the middle, something went wrong after all, and it almost fell short!" Zhu Jingyuan became more and more worried.

Went to Jinling, under the guidance of Zhu Jinghong, Zhu Jingyuan let go of himself for a while, but now he is not used to returning to Beijing.

"The old man has never had anything wrong in his life? How do you say that... People are not sages, so there is nothing wrong with it!"

"That being said, I'm still a little restless!" Zhu Jingyuan said with a sad face.

"You...you must have made a fuss, it's okay!"

Can't think of better words to comfort, Zhu Jinghong can only say so.

Soon the team came to the outskirts of Luoyang, and officials from the Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple were already there to welcome them.

After a ceremony, the team set off again to go north, and the city wall of Luoyang appeared after a short walk.

Zhu Jinghong, who had been trying to persuade the prince to be at ease just now, felt worried for some reason now, and this feeling of heart palpitations came without warning.

In the carriage, Yinglian was the first to notice something was wrong, so she asked, "Master Thirteen, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

"No...it's fine!"

After saying this, Zhu Jinghong picked up the teacup again and drank it all in one go.

Yinglian had no choice but to fill him up again, but she felt more and more puzzled, because Zhu Jinghong had already drank two pots of tea.

"Anyway, I've handled Jinling's errand properly. Even if it's useless, at least I'm not at fault. The old man probably won't trouble me!"

Zhu Jinghong secretly persuaded himself, intellectually he felt that what he thought was right, but mentally he just couldn't adjust.

Soon the convoy came to the car door. At this time, the Xue family sent someone to pay respects. They first expressed their gratitude to Zhu Jinghong, and then told him that they were going to part ways.

At this time, Zhu Jinghong was very flustered, and if he wanted to pay attention to these things, he let the Xue family handle it by himself.

In Luoyang city, Yongding Tianjie, which leads directly to the imperial city, has been martial law by the soldiers and horses of the five cities.

On the broad avenue, except for the soldiers standing guard, there was no one else, and Zhu Jingyuan's convoy could travel unimpeded.

When they arrived in the capital, the mission of guarding the capital camp was over. Yang Renzhong and Qiu Hong took their subordinates and rushed to the station respectively.

When Zhu Jinghong and his party went to the imperial city, Jia Lian of Rongguo Mansion also brought his slaves to pick up the waiting Xue family members.

In fact, Jia Lian came out yesterday, but it was a pity that Xue's family was in camp, so he didn't dare to approach him at all, so he had to follow all the way.

When Xue's family left the team, the cautious Jia Lian led people to meet him.

Outside Aunt Xue's carriage, Jia Lian saluted respectfully: "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Please come and pick us up!"

"Concubine, don't be polite. When we came here, our wife told me that we should hurry to the mansion after seeing my concubine, so that we can reunite after a long absence!"

"Yeah... I haven't seen you in ten years!" Aunt Xue couldn't help feeling emotional.

"Auntie, let's start now!" Jia Lian said with a smile.

"Now that the city is under martial law, I'm afraid it will be difficult to pass through!"

Jia Lian replied: "Auntie, don't worry. Let's go east through Zuo'anmen, and then pass through Dongbianmen to Dongzhimen. This way is feasible!"

Only the roads near Yongding Tianjie were cleared by the soldiers and horses of the five cities, and other places can still pass normally.

"That's good!"

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When the members of Xue's family took a detour to Rongguo Mansion, Zhu Jinghong and his party had already arrived at Zhengyangmen.

Further inside is the inner city of the capital, which is where the princes and nobles live, and it is very close to the imperial city.

"Master Thirteen, it's hot today too...why are you drinking so much water, why don't you invite the imperial physician to take a look?" Yinglian couldn't help but speak.

"It's okay, I'm okay!"

While speaking, Zhu Jinghong was still sweating finely on his forehead, so he asked him to take off the Yishan crown, and wanted to take off the robe to dissipate heat.

This is too damn exaggerated, how afraid of his father was in the previous life... Zhu Jinghong cursed secretly.

After a while, I only heard the report from Deng An outside: "Master Thirteen, you are going to enter Daming Gate!"

Entering Daming Gate means entering the boundary of the imperial city, and the imperial palace is within easy reach.

Inside the carriage, Yinglian carefully raised the curtain and looked at the most mysterious place in the world.

The red palace walls, the golden glazed tiles, and the guards standing along the way all make people feel awe, and feel that they are as small as dust.

Continuing forward along the palace road, the sergeants of the banner guards have also withdrawn, leaving only the guards of the dragon guards to continue to protect.

Between the outer city of the capital and the imperial city, its defense is in charge of the commanders and envoys of the soldiers and horses of the five cities. These soldiers are selected from the 72 guards of the Beijing camp, but they do not belong to the establishment of the Beijing camp.

The area between the Imperial City and the Forbidden Center is in charge of the Imperial City Yiwei Commander, and this army is drawn from the twenty guards of Shangzhi.

It can be said that from the outer city to the inner city to the imperial city, the defense arrangements are extremely meticulous, and it is extremely difficult to cause problems.

Passing through Daming Gate is Chengtian Gate, then Duan Gate and Meridian Gate, and entering the Meridian Gate is considered to have entered the imperial palace.

When they got here, Zhu Jinghong and his brothers also had to get off the car and rushed to the Qianqing Palace on foot to have an audience.

Inside the Meridian Gate and outside the Jinshui Bridge, Lu Tong, the supervisor of rites, was waiting with two pens.

Zhu Jinghong got out of the carriage first, the closer he was to the palace, the more nervous he became, but at least he was better than Zhu Jingyuan.

Together with Gao Shuyan, he helped Zhu Jingyuan out of the car, Zhu Jinghong said in a deep voice, "Fourth brother, I'll go to see my mother first, so I won't accompany you there!"

While Zhu Jingyuan was in a daze, he only heard Lu Tong's voice not far away: "Master Thirteen, the lord has said, I want you to meet me together!"

(End of this chapter)