Ping An Biography

Zhang Ning ordered a large jar of wine overnight, walked to the edge of the cliff, and said to the dark night sky: "I promised to make up a jar of good wine for you. Visit download txt novel" After saying that, he lifted the lid and held it in his arms Slowly fell to the ground.

He has never believed in ghosts and gods, but after doing this, he seems to feel better.When he turned around, he saw Yao Ji looking at him at the gate of the courtyard.In front of the small classical courtyard, there were a few white petals rippling in the dim light. I don’t know what kind of tree floated here at night, but in this night, Yao Ji’s skirt fluttered gently in the breeze, slim and graceful. The figure looked extra poignant for a moment.

... Zhang Ning stayed in the main altar of the evil cult, waiting for the news from Emperor Jianwen, and at the same time ordered Lao Xu from the Yuanshui Tea Garden to do something in the form of a secret letter: on the file recording daily affairs, write down Yong and Zhan Zhuli went to Yongshunsi to participate in unannounced visits and fabricated the details of their accidental deaths.

When the news came from Emperor Jianwen, Yao Ji was very surprised. As Zhang Ning expected, the cipher text from above stated that the cause of the prince's poisoning could not be verified, and she was asked to continue to preside over the internal affairs of the evil cult.

After Yao Ji finished reading the secret letter, she handed it to Zhang Ning, who was writing the article before the case, and asked him to read it. Then she couldn't help asking: "You predicted this result a few days ago, how did you guess it?"

Zhang Ning put down his brush, thought for a while to sort out his thoughts, and said calmly: "At that time, I thought that the higher authorities would not touch you. There were three reasons. First, the emperor could not determine the cause of the prince's poisoning; second, the evil spirit cult was Jianwen's henchmen. You are a relatively large force in the church, and you have a lot of connections in the church for many years. If you replace the leader, it will easily cause internal cleaning and hurt your bones, and it will be difficult to find a suitable replacement for a while; the most important thing is that I killed Wu Yong. Others don’t know about the news about them. The status of an official is very useful to them. The emperor still wants to win me over. If you are locked up, you may be plotted against by Queen Ma, which is not conducive to winning people’s hearts. With the situation of Jianwen’s party members, I can’t stand it. How much trouble."

After hearing this, Yao Ji nodded slightly, and then sighed, "I never expected that you father and son just met each other, and it became like this."

Zhang Ning didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "I don't know that the emperor loves the eldest son, and the people love the youngest son? The eldest brother of the prince has lived with the emperor for more than 20 years, and he was born by the empress. It is reasonable for the emperor to love him."

Seeing that he was still smiling, Yao Ji raised her slender eyebrows slightly, glanced at the unfinished memorial in front of Zhang Ning, and asked, "How do you plan to explain this to the court? Emperor Xuande or the civil and military ministers around I will definitely be suspicious of you, if you send someone to find out the clues, can you still be an official?"

The smile on Zhang Ning's face gradually disappeared, and after a long silence, he opened his mouth and said slowly: "Since I met you here last autumn, I feel that everything has changed. I really want you to leave this place, let you Live a good life, but when I think about what to do over and over again, I am very confused... Sometimes I think, if I can see your smile from the bottom of my heart, then I will die without regret..."

"Don't say that." Yao Ji hurriedly interrupted him, blushing slightly, "Don't think like that either."

Outside the window of the room, there were a few petals floating around from high places and slowly falling down. Yao Ji watched for a moment, and then murmured to herself, "Spring passes quickly, and late spring will come in a blink of an eye, and all the flowers will grow old." After finishing speaking, maybe she found that her mind was distracted, her expression changed, and she said seriously: "Don't talk to these strange words, you should have due respect to elders."

"Yes." Zhang Ning was stunned for a moment, then continued, "Most of the time from last year to now, I hardly know what to do. But what happened recently made me realize that there is only one way to go: raise troops. "

"What?" Yao Ji looked at him in surprise, "Are you crazy?! Is there any chance of winning if you raise an army now? Even though Jianwenjun's subordinates have been filled with resentment and resentment over the years, no one wants to revolt rashly. With your strength Comparable to your father in prestige?"

Although Yao Ji immediately denied him, Zhang Ning had already been infected by his passion at this time, so he didn't need to linger and feel depressed any more. He sat upright and said with fiery eyes: "The emperor has been living in a remote place for more than twenty years silently." Nian’s inaction is not due to lack of strength and prestige, nor is it because the current imperial court is too powerful, but because he lacks the fighting spirit and passion to forge ahead! I think that as long as you dare to do it, everything is possible!"

Yao Ji looked at him with a complicated expression and was speechless.

Zhang Ning clenched his fists and dawdled twice on the table, lowered his head to calm down the ups and downs in his heart, and calmed down: "I was a little excited when I said it just now, but it was not on a whim. You have to trust me."

Yao Ji looked at him and said, "Young man is really ambitious, I don't want to throw cold water on you, but you are too young, some things can obviously see the end but you don't understand, how can I watch you care about everything?"

He opened his mouth, not knowing how to persuade Yao Ji.At this moment, Yao Ji stood up: "You should deal with the matter in front of you first, write the memorial here, and I will go back to my room. Come see me after you wake up a little bit."

Zhang Ning remembered that Yao Ji scolded him for not respecting the elders just now, so he stood up and saluted, "Send mother off."

The main altar of the evil cult is isolated from the outside world and very quiet, which really makes people think more about problems.But thinking too much is not a good thing. Zhang Ning suffered from insomnia that night, and all kinds of thoughts came to him.

Wu Yong's death, no matter how reasonable the reasons were fabricated, would still be strange. Emperor Xuande might not kill Zhang Ning if he could not ascertain the truth, but at least he could not let him hold the real power and stay away from the capital.A idle job or dismissal to leave a way out?In the officialdom, he seems to have seen the sneering expressions of Zhang He and even Yang Sihai, and he seems to have heard rumors from his neighbors in his hometown... Then one day Yao Ji somehow lost track of her, maybe she was locked up, or maybe she died in a certain accident. Under the conspiracy, life and death are uncertain and there is no news...

And Zhang Ning will live with the fear of the bloody case and the lament for Yao Ji, just like the biological father of this body, Emperor Jianwen, who will grow old early in unwillingness and regret.

I don't know when I fell into a drowsy sleep and had a strange dream.Time suddenly sped up, and he was surprised and panicked in front of a mirror to find that his hair was gradually turning white, his skin was gradually getting wrinkled, and his back was slowly arching; Flying in the air; then I saw some primitive creatures moving on the uninhabited surface... I seemed to exist somewhere, but I didn't seem to exist.I remember in my consciousness that before the birth of life on earth, the universe has undergone billions of years of changes. During those billions of years, where am I?

When I woke up, I suddenly saw the artificial bed and furniture, and I breathed a sigh of relief.He saw the bright sunshine outside the door, and he woke up after a while, the sun was in the west, and he slept until the afternoon?

After a while, Xiaoyue, Yao Ji's valet, came to the door, stared at him with strange eyes for a while, and then hurriedly bowed his knees and said, "My lord is awake? The master ordered you to come to the master's room after you wake up." See you inside."

"I'll be there right away." Zhang Ning sat up and put on his clothes. Seeing that Xiaoyue was coming to serve her, she said again, "Go fetch water for me to wash, and then comb my hair into a bun."

Busy about packing up, Zhang Ning hurried to the upper room to meet Yao Ji.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the room to see the ceremony, Yao Ji, who was sitting quietly, suddenly stood up and stared at him: "Ping An, you...why is your hair gray?"

After hearing this, Zhang Ning was puzzled, and looked left and right. There was no mirror outside the bead curtain, so he unceremoniously opened the bead curtain and walked into the warm pavilion. He took a picture in front of the mirror of the dressing table. The portrait in the bronze mirror was rather blurry, but he looked closer I could see clearly that there were a few strands of white hair somewhere along the hairline.He suddenly thought: Still in a dream?But soon he felt that he was sober, and hurriedly rolled up his sleeves to look at the skin on his arms, it was the same as before.He breathed a sigh of relief, but it was just a few strands of white hair. He probably was too upset during this period of time, so it didn't matter.

Turning around and seeing Yao Ji standing behind him, he said calmly, "I had a dream last night. I dreamed that I was getting old. I don't want to really bring out a few strands of white hair."

Yao Ji hurriedly persuaded, "You don't have to worry too much, let everything go with the flow, and calm down."

"En." Zhang Ning nodded in response.

Yao Ji hesitated to speak, and finally reminded gently: "The warm pavilion is where I rest and sleep, let's talk outside."

Zhang Ning walked out of the warm pavilion and was silent for a while, still thinking about how to persuade Yao Ji to help raise troops.In fact, under the general situation that the Ming Dynasty has gradually entered a peaceful and prosperous age, it is very difficult to raise troops to rebel, and he has no idea whether he can succeed, but his temperament is like this: if you don’t think about it, let it go, once you decide what you want to do, you have to do it No, sometimes it doesn't make sense, just like when I was a child, I had to carry a heavy bag of sweet potatoes up the mountain.

But since you want to raise troops, you have to come up with some way.At this time of rebellion, most good people have a way to survive and cannot go hungry, so they will not follow; in the early stage, Yao Ji can only be relied on, because only she can call a group of people without legal status to rise up.

How can I convince her?Zhang Ning coughed lightly and said, "I suddenly remembered a story I heard in Nanjing. Is mother interested in hearing it?"

Yao Ji's expression relaxed, she looked at him with love in her eyes, smiled on purpose, and nodded: "Let's listen to what you say."

Every time they met, they would talk about the almost unsolvable and difficult things that happened during this period, making Zhang Ning's hair gray with worry. Yao Ji thought that he wanted to talk about something else to relax his mind, so she looked at him gently with a pair of clear and beautiful eyes. A look of listening.Moreover, Yao Ji thinks it is a good thing to have someone she likes to chat with and talk about some light topics.

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