Chapter two hundred and eighty second: capture
The next day, it became slightly darker.
A carriage with two lanterns hanging, walking slowly on the street.
Walking to a street near the palace, in front of a magnificent courtyard, the car stopped with a shout.
The coachman pulled the reins, Boss Xue jumped out of the carriage first, then opened the car door, put down the horse stool, and Zhou Heng and Zhu Yunmo walked down separately.
Looking at the crowded heads at the door, Boss Xue tidied up his clothes, with a hint of nervousness on his face.
"The prince and the prince wait a moment, I will hand over the post and gift list first."
Zhou Heng nodded, Pang Xiao went to Datong, but never came back. Zhu Sanfu was busy ordering Peach Blossoms in Beishan. Some of the guards went to Datong and some of them went to Beishan.
The person who can be used in front of me is Boss Xue.
Boss Xue took out two posts from his arms and a gift list. He quickly walked to the front of the gate. There were many people queuing up in front. After thinking about it, he would be more low-key. After all, this is the Prince's Mansion.
After waiting for a while, it was finally Boss Xue's turn. He was about to hand over the post, but a servant squeezed over and directly smashed the post in his hand into the doorman's hand.
"Young Master Zhu Xiaochang from Prince Ning's Mansion has arrived. Why don't you arrange it quickly? The gift list and gift are at the back."
The person in the gatekeeper had a smile on his face and quickly sent the people around him out and clasped his fists at the servant.
"Thank you for your hard work, please ask your son to come in first, I'll take someone to lead."
As he said that, he quickly put away the post. Two servants went to take the gift and gift list. The other one had already run to a carriage on the side of the road and led a young man toward the gate.
Boss Xue was a little angry. Although he didn't know who the boy was in front of him, he still knew the name. His master was Zhu Yunmo's nephew. Why did he look like this? Could it be that anyone who is tough in this capital will be treated preferentially?
Boss Xue sniffed and threw the post and gift list on the table, and his face turned black in an instant.
"What, I'm going to see if I'm going to do it, right? I'm just queuing, why do I have to go to the line? If this happens, there is no need to queue up."
The person in charge of the registration quickly came back and picked up the posts on the table. Before they could post, they all complained when they saw that the people in the queue were queuing behind them.
He quickly smiled and said, "Don't worry, everyone, this is the young master of Prince Ning's Mansion. Please take care of it more. I'll make arrangements now, and then arrange this."
As he spoke, he opened the post in his hand and saw the words "Captain Ning" and shrank his neck in fear.
Then he quickly looked at the one behind. It was indeed the new magistrate of the Zhou Dynasty of the Imperial Hospital. The man suddenly had cold sweat on his back.
He quickly walked out and bowed to Boss Xue, his face full of fear.
"Brother, please be patient. I had known that Prince Ning had arrived, so I didn't have to come and queue up. I'd like to let me do this. The younger one would apologize to my elder brother here."
Boss Xue curled his lips, "Don't say that. Prince Ning understands the rules. He doesn't want His Highness to make things difficult for him. Since everyone has to abide by the rules when attending the banquet, it's not. If it's all unreasonable to go to the line, what do you think? Don't explain to me, just register the gift list for me. I'll ask the prince and the Zhou Yuan to go in."
Boss Xue's words were ruthless.
The people behind also heard it clearly. Although they didn't say anything, they agreed with Boss Xue's words very much. They all lined up with Zhu Xiaochang from the Ning Prince's Mansion, which was naturally despised.
The man wiped his sweat and quickly bowed to Boss Xue.
"Brother, can I personally lead the prince and the Zhou Yuan to enter?"
Boss Xue waved his hand, "The prince doesn't have so many requests, just find someone to lead him in."
As he said that, he walked towards the carriage. The man arranged a servant and walked quickly to the front. Zhu Yunmo and Zhou Heng looked at Boss Xue. They didn't pay attention to what happened in front of the door just now, but they saw Boss Xue's face was not kind.
"What's wrong?"
Boss Xue shook his head and glanced at Zhou Heng.
"It's nothing. I've just been slapped, and it's Zhu Xiaochang, the prince's nephew."
Zhou Heng glanced at Zhu Yunmo and saw that Zhu Yunmo had no reaction, so he waved his hand to Boss Xue.
"You guys go and have a rest, remember to give the gifts, don't be angry."
Boss Xue nodded, and the real owner was not angry. He followed him to do something idle, so he jumped into the car and took the gift down. Another guard gave it to him.
Zhu Yunmo and Zhou Heng followed the servant to the door. As soon as they entered the door, there were colorful lanterns everywhere, and the entire courtyard was decorated with joy.
The servant enthusiastically chanted the lanterns and led the two into the hall. It was already crowded, but most of them did not sit down and stood in groups of three or three and chatted.
Zhu Yunmo stopped and signaled that the servant could retreat. It seemed that many people were like this. The servant didn't say anything else and quickly bowed and said goodbye to leave.
Zhou Heng looked up and looked around. Needless to say, the hall was decorated in a very exquisite way.
Some people gathered together in the middle, laughing and admiring from time to time, and occasionally a servant ran out with a pair of words.
Zhou Heng seemed to see Zhu Xiaochang in a trance. When he looked carefully, he had no trace of it.
Obviously, these literati and poets have begun to show their talents. They are all stinking. Zhou Heng is too lazy to flatter. Most of the reason he came today was for the pot of gem tree, otherwise he would have really shirked.
Looking at the veranda on both sides, in order to facilitate chatting for guests, two bonfires have been set up in the open space, making this cold winter night very comfortable.
There was no acquaintance in the hall, and Zhou Heng looked at Zhu Yunmo.
"Go in first, or stand by the campfire?"
Zhu Yunmo raised his hand to the bonfire. Sure enough, there were fewer people on the left, and there were people serving tea and fruit trays on the side. Zhou Heng felt it was good, and it was a bit interesting. The two of them walked closer in the garden.
The veranda was cleaned very clean, with tables and chairs. Several people were already sitting there. Zhou Heng and Zhu Yunmo found a table to sit down. This place was not far from the bonfire and was roasted warmly.
Drinking tea, Zhu Yunmo brought his head over.
"I said, are you ready?"
Zhou Heng was stunned and quickly took away the teacup on his lips and looked at Zhu Yunmo with a look of surprise.
“What are you preparing for?”
Zhu Yunmo was stunned, stared at Zhou Heng with wide eyes.
"Are you prepared nothing? Today is a poetry party. How can you do it without poetry? Do you want me to make a fool of yourself?"
As he said that, he quickly stood up and made a move to walk outside.
When Zhou Heng saw that Zhu Yunmo was anxious, he quickly pulled his sleeve and comforted him with a smile:
"Why is the prince anxious? I'm teasing you? How can I not prepare for such an important banquet?"
As he said that, he patted his chest, took out a note as big as a palm from it, and handed it to Zhu Yunmo.
"Take it and take it, don't be polite to me. Just this poem, just be familiar with it. It's definitely enough tonight."
Zhu Yunmo was skeptical and took the note and looked at Zhou Heng in surprise. He looked at him in confusion, glanced at him around him and said in a low voice.
"That's just poetry?"
Zhou Heng raised his neck and nodded firmly.
"Of course, has Zhou Heng ever deceived you?"
Zhu Yunmo shook his head, "No."
"That's right. I didn't cheat the prince at all, so I'm quick to memorize it."
Under Zhou Heng's urging, Zhu Yunmo read it several times and wrote it down. After all, it is easy to remember it with a small number of words.
At this moment, a conversation came from behind.
"I heard that Zhu Xiaochang from Ning Wangfu was also ranked first in this Imperial College exam."
Without looking back, Zhou Heng could also sense that these young people were talking about it. When Zhou Heng heard Zhu Xiaochang's name, he couldn't help but prick up his ears.
"I saw Mr. Zhu coming just now, why don't we go over and say hello?"
A slightly older boy shook his head and said:
"I think it's better to forget it. You haven't seen it. They are all drawing congratulatory posts. It's not good to go there at this time. By the way, you must remember to meet and don't call Mr. Zhu directly."
The man seemed to have no idea why, but these people were his best friends, so he quickly agreed.
"But what do I call it?"
"Young Master Zhu from Prince Ning's Mansion."
As they were talking, a group of people came out of the hall. The boys quickly stood up and saluted the people in fear and fear.
Zhou Heng turned his head and saw that the person who came was either someone else, Zhu Xiaochang and a few boys.
Zhu Xiaochang was talking to a burly man in gorgeous clothes. The two pulled their sleeves and walked quickly towards the position where Zhou Heng stood.
Zhou Heng raised his hand to pat Zhu Yunmo. At this moment, the burly boy beside Zhu Xiaochang tripped by someone, and he fell horizontally towards the table, and was about to touch the corner of the table in front of Zhou Heng and the others.
Zhou Heng was shocked and had no time to get up. He couldn't reach it if he wanted to grab it. He had no choice but to raise his hand and push it horizontally towards the boy's shoulder. The boy fell directly to the side.
The table behind was also flipped, tea and fruits sprinkled all over the floor, and the burly boy fell to the floor.
After rolling twice, he slammed his butt on several oranges. The yellow juice exploded instantly, and the butt and the hem of the robe were all splashed with juice.
A teacup was squeezed out by his butt, and it flew up and fell and shattered again. The people around him subconsciously took two steps back.
Zhu Yunmo didn't expect such a situation to happen, so he quickly got up.
Before he could speak, a young man stood up and pointed at Zhou Heng's eyes and roared:
Chapter completed!