Xingwang Zhu Youqi only has one son, Zhu Houcong, for the time being.
If Zhu Houcong dies, then the threat to the royal family's orthodoxy from the Xingwang lineage will no longer exist. Empress Dowager Zhang will no longer be able to focus on Anlu, and Zhu Wanhong, Zhu's eldest son, will no longer be made things difficult for. For the Zhu family, this is a good opportunity for a comeback.
But Zhu Jiashi had no better way.
After sending Lin Baihu away, Zhu Jia went to the bedroom next to the main house and saw her husband on the hospital bed.
Although my husband is unable to speak most of the time and his expressive ability is not good, he can still hear and understand his words.
When she roughly recounted what Lin Baihu said, Zhu Mingshan's eyes showed helplessness.
"Sir, our Zhu family has been in Huguang for so long. If we can really complete our mission, we can settle down here with peace of mind from now on, and the boss can also be in the capital as his deputy Qianhu... There was a message from the palace before, saying The boss has the opportunity to take charge of a school alone..."
Zhu Mingshan closed his eyes sadly and said nothing more.
Zhu Jiashi's eyes became more determined: "For the sake of the Zhu family, even if it means risking the disapproval of the world, I must do it. The late emperor once deployed people in Anlu to help me, and many of them are good people. If there is a chance... I will take action." ...If we don’t take action against Prince Xing, we will only target the little prince. Don’t insist any longer.”
It turned out that the Zhu family had long planned to assassinate King Xing or his son.
However, after King Xing arrived in Anlu, he only gave birth to two sons for so many years. One of the sons died shortly after birth. There was no reason behind this.
Zhu Mingshan did not open his eyes, acquiescing to his wife's thoughts.
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Zhu Hao has been wandering around Anluzhou City these days.
Nominally they were inspecting the city's commercial layout, but in fact they were specifically focusing on Prince Xing's Mansion.
"The ancestral teachings of the Emperor Ming Dynasty, brother follows brother. In the end, Zhu Houcong became emperor because he was Zhu Houzhao's cousin. Initially, he was adopted into the lineage of Emperor Hongzhi Zhu Youtang. If Zhu Houcong died, then the line of King Xing would be It is impossible to get involved in the throne again, even if Zhengde dies and King Xing lives..."
Zhu Hao circled around Prince Xing's Mansion several times in a few days.
The four gates of the palace are south, north, southeast and southwest.
The appearance is a bit like the Forbidden City in the capital. If the layout of the Forbidden City that I visited in my previous life was followed, the prince's residence should be on the east side of the palace, but it is too difficult to enter the palace.
For the time being, we have not found any need for the recruitment of domestic servants or maidservants in Prince Xing's Mansion, which means there is not even the slightest chance of sneaking in.
To the east of Prince Xing's Mansion is a flower and bird market. There are many wealthy businessmen and gentry living nearby, and they have a need for arty elegance. Zhu Hao walked into the market, looking for opportunities. It was rumored that Prince Xing Zhu Youqi liked antiques, calligraphy and paintings, just like the old Ning Prince Zhu Quan when he was betrayed by Zhu Di. When you are suspicious, you also rely on the method of keeping a low profile and biding your time to get a good ending.
How could Zhu Youji not know the danger he was facing?
Emperor Hongzhi Zhu Youtang only had one son, Zhu Houzhao, but Zhu Houzhao still has no sons...
This is a rush!
Zhu Youqi liked cultural toys and often bought some from the market. When there was demand, there was supply. On the east side of the palace, a cultural entertainment street was formed around the flower and bird market. Restaurants and teahouses sprang up and became more and more lively. This area was regarded as a place for literati and elegant people in the city. Zhu Hao went in and out of the gathering place many times, but could not find a breakthrough.
He was bored that day and bought two sesame seed cakes to eat on the street. Suddenly he saw a bird seller pushing a wooden cart from a distance, hawking along the street and heading to Prince Xing's Mansion.
There was nothing unusual about doing business in the first place, but this vendor found a break in the flower and bird market and sat down. When he lifted his hem a little, his exquisite leather boots were exposed.
How can a small vendor walking down the street afford expensive boots?
Zhu Hao observed carefully and found that from time to time, people came and sat down by the bird stall, as if admiring the birds. However, he saw the vendor looking around warily and moving his lips, as if he was telling something.
From this point alone, Zhu Hao judged that this was someone who had designs on Prince Xing's Mansion.
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The vendors left less than half an hour after setting up their stalls.
Zhu Hao smiled and walked to the old woman selling flower pots on the side and asked: "Is there a bird seller here just now? I want to buy a myna to play with."
The old woman looked at Zhu Hao with a strange expression, as if to say, you want to buy myna, and why are you talking to me, a flower pot seller?
"gone!"
The old woman looked impatient.
Zhu Hao asked in confusion: "Why did you leave? Old man, don't you know him? Where can I find him?"
The old woman shook her head in disgust: "I don't know."
"So, are there usually many birds for sale here?" Zhu Hao said reluctantly.
The old woman got angry, glared at Zhu Hao and said: "If you want to buy birds, go inside. There are many stalls selling them. Don't stand in the way... What kind of ignorant child is causing trouble?"
Upon hearing this, he knew that this old woman had been setting up her stall for a long time, and Zhu Hao finally found her target.
Zhu Hao asked the price, and then spent two cents to buy a small flowerpot. The old woman's eyebrows instantly relaxed, and she was willing to chat with Zhu Hao.
Zhu Hao asked: "Old man, I want to ask, is that the palace next to it? With such a high wall, the door is always closed. Is there anyone inside who comes out to buy things here?"
The old woman opened her mouth and was in a good mood. She said with a smile: "I am a prince and dignitary. Is he curious about this junk thing?"
"Then if you don't have children or anything, why don't you go out and buy a myna, or buy something new and fun like me?" Zhu Hao shifted the question to his own focus.
The old woman's smile paused, and she thought for a moment, seeming to recall something: "Two or three months ago, when the weather was not so hot, several people came out of the small east door of the palace, and there was a baby about your age.
My voice was tight and squeamish, and I came over to ask if there was anyone selling rabbits... It's really strange that something happens every year."
Buy a rabbit?
This is a useful clue for Zhu Hao.
When Zhu Hao was observing the terrain of Prince Xing's Mansion, he thought about a question. Children are playful by nature. Even if the family strictly controls them, they will still try their best to find novel and interesting things. Is Zhu Houcong willing to stay in the courtyard and not be exposed to the outside environment?
The place where Zhu Houcong lives should be on the east side of the palace, and there is a lively flower and bird market to the east. If he were Zhu Houcong, he would definitely find a way to sneak out.
"I'm an expert at catching rabbits. Can I set up a stall next to you to sell rabbits later?" Zhu Hao asked with a smile.
The old woman glanced at Zhu Hao: "Little bad boy, you are full of bad ideas. Are you here to buy myna, or are you here to entertain me, the old woman?"
Zhu Hao dropped a copper plate: "Thank you, old man. Next time I will bring a few rabbits to set up a stall. If there are more children in the palace, I will sell the rabbits for money... Old man, help me keep an eye on them, thank you!"
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The old woman didn't seem to be lying. It's hard to say whether the kid she asked about buying rabbits was Zhu Houcong himself.
But Zhu Hao felt that this was probably the biggest breakthrough he had found in the past few days.
As for who the person who set up the stall to sell birds was, Zhu Hao didn't care, but he probably guessed that it might be related to the Zhu family's mission to move to Anlu.
Precisely because Prince Xing's mansion attracts attention, he acts in such a low-key manner. You must know that Prince Xing Zhu Youqi rarely has contact with people in the local government. He is cautious in his life and just doesn't want to be criticized.
Zhu Hao returned home.
The first thing is to get a few rabbits to set up a stall outside Prince Xing's Mansion.
Even if you get lucky, it's better than just waiting to die.
Not wanting Zhu Niang to call him over, she said: "Xiao Hao, Yu Sangang sent a letter back from Wuchang Mansion and found a buyer. He will bring someone to Anlu to pick up the goods in the next two days and take the Han River."
Zhu Hao said: "Can't Mom just contact them? Why are you asking me?"
"Xiao Hao, do we really want to sell the salt to others? In fact, we can keep it and sell it ourselves... it's not impossible."
Zhu Niang was obviously worried that something would happen if she sold illegal salt, but in fact, the salt kept in the shop was all official salt, and there were traces to follow. It was just that Zhu Niang acted too cautiously, and she had never committed any crime before. When the time comes, it’s inevitable that my heart will beat like a drum.
Zhu Hao grinned: "Why are you so cautious? Now that we have a buyer, what should we be afraid of? By the way, Mom, didn't I want you to contact my aunt? She is in Jingshan County, and she also helps sell some salt and so on..."
Zhu Niang said: "I was in a hurry and didn't have time to inform you... Looking forward and backward is a good word, but you haven't learned yet. Where did you learn these new words?"
Zhu Hao smiled and answered the question: "I heard what someone said and thought it sounded good, so I took it down."
As a child who is supposed to be illiterate, Zhu Hao sometimes uses vocabulary that should not be spoken by children of his age.
Previously, Zhu Niang's focus was entirely on whether she could save the shop, and she didn't pay too much attention to her son's choice of words and sentences.
Now that she was more relaxed, she immediately realized the problem.
"Mom, it's better to invite your husband back earlier..."
Zhu Niang seems to have made up her mind to educate her son, "I can't let you run around outside all the time. Mom is forced to go out to do business, and you... must not become a pawn of traffickers when you grow up. In that case, Mom will be very sorry." You are your father."
The mother here wanted to express her feelings, but she saw her son running all the way behind the counter: "Mom, give me two coins, or two hundred coins. I'm going to hire a few people outside the city to do work... Don’t worry, mom, I won’t spend money recklessly.”
Zhu Niang looked at her son's sincere look and was a little confused.
"What do you hire people for?"
Zhu Niang was puzzled, but her son had been responsible for building the salt pond before. She had nothing to doubt, so she went over and took two strings of money and gave them to her son.
Zhu Hao said: "I'll explain it to my mother later. This involves whether I can stay with my mother in the future...just treat it as a reward."
"Reward God?"
Zhu Niang was confused.
Zhu Hao touched the back of his head and nodded: "Of course I have to reward the gods, otherwise how do you think I came up with so many good ideas? I went to the temple to thank the gods for giving me a smart mind, mother... I won't say any more, I Go first!"
Mother Zhu wanted to stop her son and talk about finding her husband, but she saw Zhu Hao running out of the house without looking back.
"This child is really too wild. We must find a way to calm him down, otherwise the future will be worrying!" Zhu Niang looked helpless.