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Chapter 814 Lonely Like Snow
Zhu Meigui's canonization ceremony was held as scheduled the next day. Unfortunately, the weather was not good. It was cold and rainy in the morning, and it was pouring rain at noon, with snowflakes in it, which ruined all the outdoor ceremonies. Change it indoors.Moreover, Zhu Di suffered from rheumatism again, so he did not attend in person, but let the prince represent him, which made Zhu Meigui feel unattractive.

The worse thing was yet to come, as soon as the canonization was completed, the emperor ordered him to return to Taiyuan immediately and not to stay in the capital, and his idea of ​​wanting to be good for a few days was also shattered.On the day of the return trip, it didn’t rain, but from top to bottom, no one came to see him off. Even his cousin Zhu Zhanji suddenly had a stomachache and couldn’t come. No one was there.

Of course, their reasons are actually very good - the courtiers are not allowed to make friends with the vassal king.But in fact, no one cared about this ban, not to mention it was just normal human relations, so there was only one reason why the ministers of the capital city neglected Zhu Meigui so much - that was that he had offended Wang Xian.

The imperial decree has come down, Wang Xian takes over as the governor of Jinyiwei, and is in charge of the Fusi of Nanbei Township. Who would offend a powerful dignitary whose future is still limitless for a vassal who never sees a second face in this life?

Standing in the empty sent-off pavilion, Zhu Meigui looked at the lonely Nan Guiyan in the sky, and felt desolate in his heart. He finally understood that Wang Xian's sentence "Even if you become a prince, you are still a poor wretch" was not An empty threat, but a real warning!

In addition to being ashamed and angry, Zhu Meigui was more regretful, if she hadn't held the idea of ​​getting back the scene, she insisted on giving Wang Xian and the others a little flair, she wouldn't have made trouble to this point.Thinking of the future, when he was being targeted by Daming's top spy chief, Zhu Meigui's back felt chills...

In fact, he was too worried, Wang Xian simply ignored him, a country bumpkin vassal king.Wang Xian's attention was all attracted by a newly rising force!
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On the day Wang Xian was appointed as the governor of Jinyiwei, a carriage drove past his yamen, and a man wrapped in a quilt was dropped from it...

This is really courageous enough!Dare to do this in front of Jinyiwei Yamen!The Jin Yiwei at the door chased him out while checking on the person who had been thrown down. It didn’t matter if he didn’t look at him, but he was startled when he saw it—although the person’s face was covered with wounds, Baihu who was guarding the door still recognized him. Wu Wei?

Baihu hurriedly ordered Wu Wei to be carried in, and then ran to the back to report to Lord Dudu.

Wang Xian was in the signing room, discussing with a group of brothers how to proceed next, when he heard the report that Wu Wei had been sent back!

This time the meeting will not be held, everyone rushed out to have a look, oh, isn't it Wu Wei? !How did it become such a virtue!

Hurriedly got Wu Wei into the room, and asked the doctor to come and show him.After some diagnosis and treatment, the doctor said that the injuries on his body have basically healed, and the reason why he is still unconscious should be because he was given perspiration medicine.

"Then what should we do?!" Erhei hurriedly asked, he was the one who sent Wu Wei away at the beginning, but now he came back sideways, he naturally cared the most.

"Just wait until he wakes up." The doctor thought about it and said, "If you're in a hurry, I can give him a few needles."

"Don't worry." Wang Xian shook his head and said, "Wait until he wakes up by himself." After the governor said so, of course the doctor didn't say anything else, he packed the medicine box and left.

Everyone looked at the bruised Wu Wei and looked at each other for a while, wondering what he had gone through these days...

"Hey..." Erhei looked at the crowd, sighed and said, "I'll watch over him here, you guys go get busy first."

"Alright." Wang Xian nodded and left with the others.

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After the meeting, it was already dark.Wang Xian then heard people say that Wu Wei had woken up, and everyone hurried over, seeing him lying weakly on the bed, and after a few simple greetings, they all withdrew and let him rest in peace.

Wang Xian stayed, and he had to ask some questions clearly.

"My lord..." As soon as Wu Wei opened his mouth, tears filled his eyes.He thought that he would never see Wang Xian again in this life, but now he abruptly returned to the original track, which made his hatred for those people dilute a little bit.

"Didn't you go to the south? Why did you become like this?" Wang Xian was also very excited, took a deep breath after a while, and looked at Wu Weidao.

"My lord, we are being watched by others, and our every move is in their eyes." Wu Wei said softly, "The moment I left Zhenjiang that day, they arrested me."

"Who?" Wang Xian asked in a deep voice.

"Shadow Guard." Wu Wei said with blazing eyes, "It's the subordinate of that old eunuch Shadow!"

"Why did they arrest you?" As Wang Xian said, he knew that this question was too redundant. There was only one reason why they arrested Wu Wei, because he was Dr. Wu's son.

"In order to threaten my father..." Wu Wei closed his eyes and said in pain, "The injuries on my body are the result of torture and forced my father to confess."

"It's a waste of effort." Wang Xian said bitterly.

"No," Wu Wei shook his head in great pain and said, "My father gave in. For me, he confessed to Emperor Jianwen..." The more he talked, the more painful he was, he buried his head in the pillow, and bit his collar hard to stop the pain Lost voice. "Just yesterday, they captured Emperor Jianwen! That's why they let me go..."

"Ah!" Wang Xian was also extremely shocked. Although he didn't care about the life and death of Emperor Jianwen, he cared about Dr. Wu very much. Uncle Wu, who is so righteous, betrayed his emperor. I don't know what kind of pain it will be...

"My lord," after a while, Wu Wei calmed down, got up with support, and was about to put on his shoes and go down to the ground. "I have to go."

"Why are you going?" Wang Xian was taken aback.

"They left me here, I'm afraid they have bad intentions," Wu Wei said in a deep voice, "I have to leave here quickly, so as not to cause trouble to my lord and my brothers." He stood up, but was kicked by Wang Xian Pressing back on the bed, Wu Wei looked at Wang Xian in astonishment, and heard him say in a deep voice:
"Where can you go? Just stay here honestly! Give those dead eunuchs ten guts, and they won't dare to provoke me again!" Wang Xian said angrily.

"My lord..." Wu Wei choked up.

"If you're a brother, don't talk nonsense!" Wang Xian snorted coldly: "Hurry up and heal your injury and work for me. You just took over Jinyiwei, and you have a lot of things to keep busy!"

"My lord," Wu Wei took a deep breath, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said, "My injury was cured by my father a long time ago, so I can be busy now."

"That's good, let's get busy," Wang Xianru said with a relieved smile, "You've left me exhausted. I really didn't expect you to be so important."

"That's..." Wu Wei looked at Wang Xian and returned to the familiar environment, so happy that he wanted to cry.But when he thought of his father, his expression darkened again.

"Don't worry," Wang Xian patted Wu Wei's shoulder and said softly, "Leave the matter of Uncle Wu to me..."

"My lord, don't trouble you any more," Wu Wei shook his head and said, "I think my father meant the same thing..."

"Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion." Wang Xian smiled, and said to the second lady who was standing by, "Shall we have a drink?"

"Drink!" Erhei laughed, "Why don't you drink!"

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The Qingshou Temple site, the ruins have been cleared up almost.

Those monks with a strict heart and a compassionate heart began to clean up the ruins day and night after they returned to the capital.Everyone worked day and night with a pious heart. When they were tired, they rested in the temporary huts. When they were hungry, they ate dry food to fill their stomachs. After resting, they continued to work.

Sometimes, no one utters a word for an entire day.There is only one hour when the sky is just dark, they will put down their work, get together to chant sutras, and pray to the master who has been sent to hell, hoping to reduce his sins as much as possible... Although Buddhists all yearn for Western bliss, all The monks are convinced that their master must have gone to hell, and it is the eighteenth level of hell.

At this time, when it was dark and chanting, the torches on the ruins were flickering, and the sound of chanting came intermittently, which seemed a little ghostly.At this moment, a sedan chair was carried by several strong bearers and stopped in front of the ruins. A middle-aged man dressed as a butler with a white face and beardless lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, and Emperor Yongle of Ming Dynasty came down from inside.

Zhu Di was already sick, and it was still dark and cold, but he chose this time to come to the ruins of Qingshou Temple, which really puzzled Li Yan.

"If he is really dead, today will be his hundredth day." Zhu Di looked at the dark ruins and said quietly.

Li Yan suddenly understood that the emperor had come to put the old monk on Bairi's grave.Naturally, the emperor does not need any yellow paper and white wine, as long as he comes and stands here, it is the greatest face.Looking at the ruins of Qingshou Temple, Zhu Di fell into a state of trance. He clearly saw the half-god and half-ghost old monk, sitting in the ruins and smiling strangely at himself...

Yes, up to this moment, he still doesn't believe that Yao Guangxiao, who changed his life, even wrote his life, would die in such a muddle.

Zhu Di would rather believe that this was another trick of the old monk. He was tired of living in the capital day after day, so he went to visit the mountains and rivers with such a golden cicada method to get rid of his shell...

Yes, it must be so, Zhu Di secretly said to himself: "The old monk must not be dead, he must not be dead..."

He is just such a friend, if he really dies, the rest of his life will be too lonely...

At this time, Xinyan waited for a group of monks to notice the movement.The guards who were hiding in the dark jumped out quickly, but Zhu Di waved his hand and repelled them: "These are all loyal ministers who rescued thousands of miles away, you stand down."

The guards hid themselves in the dark again, and Xin Yan and others bowed together to Zhu Di.

Zhu Di nodded to them politely, and asked in a low voice, "Have you found the remains of the young master?"

(End of this chapter)