Li Zhen pondered for a moment, pointed to the yellow mantle that fell on the edge of the bed, and said with a smile: "Shihai, the yellow mantle given by the emperor is given to you. If you want to wear it, then wear it; if you don't want to wear it, just put it away.
.Tomorrow morning, take this yellow mantle and go with me to Prince Duan's Mansion to rescue your sister."
"ah!!"
Huang Shihai exclaimed and pointed at Li Zhen and then himself.
surprise!
Huang Shihai was extremely surprised and felt incredible.
What an honor it is to wear a yellow mantle!
To be able to get a yellow mandarin jacket is definitely because of the smoke coming out of the ancestral graves and the good deeds of the ancestors. But Li Zhen actually gave it to him. Huang Shihai shook his head in his heart and said: "My lord, this is given to you by the emperor. How dare you take over this humble position. Besides, Huang Shihai
Only you can wear the mandarin jacket. If you wear the yellow mandarin jacket to Prince Duan's Mansion tomorrow, no one will dare to hurt you."
Li Zhen said: "I won't wear a yellow mantle. It's a Manchu thing."
Huang Shihai looked around and whispered: "Sir, please don't talk nonsense, you will be beheaded.
Li Zhen smiled and asked, "Are you wearing any?"
"Not wearing it!"
Huang Shihai shook his head decisively and refused, saying: "The emperor gave you the clothes. If you wear them if you are a humble official, not only the humble official will be beheaded, but the adults will also be beheaded. If you don't wear it, you can keep it, and it will be good for future generations."
"
After all, Huang Shihai was a man of this era. He couldn't get rid of the constraints of rules, couldn't get rid of the fear of the Manchu emperor, and didn't dare to wear a yellow jacket.
Li Zhen walked to the edge of the bed, picked up the yellow mantle, picked it up, shook it, and threw it directly to Huang Shihai, saying: "Your surname is Huang, and his surname is Huang. I gave it to you. If you don't want to wear it, then
Just frame it, and when we go to Prince Duan's Mansion tomorrow, you can follow me with your yellow mantle, and no one will dare to stop us."
Huang Shihai smiled and said: "Sir, your attention is really wonderful, it must be unimpeded."
At that moment, Huang Shihai left holding the yellow mantle.
Li Zhen also left the house, came to Qi Shan's room, and reported what happened just now. After Qi Shan learned about it, he could only sigh secretly in his heart. If he had known this, he would have left Beijing when Li Zhen returned to the post house.
It's definitely impossible now.
…
The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.
Li Zhen, wearing a brown robe, left the post house and headed towards Prince Duanjun's palace.
Huang Shihai followed Li Zhen, holding a square wooden frame in his hand. This wooden frame was exactly the frame of the portraits made by later generations after their death, except that the photos in the portraits became yellow mandarins. The yellow mantle given to Li Zhen by Xianfeng
The mandarin jacket was mounted in a wooden frame and held by Huang Shihai, solemnly and solemnly.
Li Zhen and Huang Shihai arrived outside Prince Duanjun's Mansion and found guards standing outside the gate.
These guards were all capable men. When they saw Li Zhen and Huang Shihai approaching, they immediately blocked the road. One of them frowned angrily and shouted: "This is Prince Duan's Mansion, you guys, get out of here."
Li Zhen said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "I am Li Zhen, here to keep an appointment."
After a pause, Li Zhen pointed to the framed yellow mantle and said, "This is the yellow mantle given by the emperor. It represents the emperor. Are you trying to deceive the emperor by not kneeling down when you see him?"
The guards' mouths twitched and they all fell to their knees on the ground.
Li Zhen raised a smile on his lips, waved his sleeves, and led Huang Shihai into the palace in a swaggering manner.
"Pah! Pah!"
As soon as Li Zhen and Huang Shihai walked in, loud applause came from the house.
A young man of 16 years old came out. The young man was wearing a light blue silk brocade robe and holding a folding fan in his hand. He looked like a handsome young man. The young man was not a Beizi from Duanwangfu, but a friend of Fujin from Duanwangfu.
My nephew, named Dongcheng, is the fourteenth in the family. He is the youngest son and is very favored.
After the death of Prince Duan and Dafu Jin, Fu Jin became the most respected, and Dongcheng became the local overlord of Prince Duan's Palace. Because he was the fourteenth, he was called the Fourteenth Young Master.
"brush!"
Dongcheng opened the folding fan, smiled handsomely, and said: "My name is Dongcheng, and I am known as the Fourteenth Young Master. You can call me the Fourteenth Young Master. General Li has extraordinary martial arts. Someone in my family wants to compete with General Li."
Li Zhen said in a deep voice: "Young Master Fourteenth, let him go."
"Oh, are you talking about the maid Huang Qi? Yes, yes!"
Dongcheng waved, and the guards brought Huang Qi out.
The little girl was young, about fifteen years old. She was tall, with wheat-colored skin and a stubborn look on her face. When she saw Huang Shihai, she said loudly: "Brother, I didn't steal anything."
Dongcheng's eyes turned cold and he shouted in a deep voice: "No matter the superiority or inferiority, slap your mouth!"
"Wait!"
Li Zhen shouted suddenly, and the attendant who raised his palms stopped, looked at Dongcheng, and asked Dongcheng what he meant.
Li Zhen said: "Young Master Fourteenth, since it's a competition, why bother with the little girl? I'm already here, Master Fourteenth Young Master, please let the little girl go. If you want to compete, Li Zhen will take over. What do you think, Young Master Fourteenth?"
"
"Okay, feel free!"
Dongcheng waved his hand and said, "Let him go!"
At that moment, the guards released their restraints, and Huang Qi immediately ran behind Huang Shihai and looked at Li Zhen secretly.
Dongcheng waved his hand and said: "General Li, please!"
"Please, Young Master Fourteen!"
Li Zhen waved his hand, signaling Dongcheng to walk ahead.
At this time, Li Zhen felt much calmer. Judging from the situation just now, although Dongcheng was domineering, he was just a playboy with a not bad nature. After Li Zhen understood the matter, he followed Dongcheng strode towards the palace. Even though
There is no shame in being defeated in this competition, because what Li Zhen wants is not a false reputation, but his own strength.
After passing through courtyards and bypassing countless corridors and pavilions, we arrived outside the palace grounds.
Dongcheng waved his hand and said: "General Li, please come inside!"
Li Zhen nodded and glanced at the situation in the school grounds.
There were not many people in the school, only about twenty people. These people were all guards of the house and were practicing martial arts. One of them was very abrupt. This man had gray hair and was already in his early fifties. He was an elderly person.
But in the school grounds.
Obviously, this person is Yang Luchan, the great master who is hiding in Prince Duan's Mansion.
There is a young man standing next to Yang Luchan. The young man is about eighteen years old. He has sword-shaped eyebrows and bright eyes, and a majestic weapon. Standing in the school grounds, he stands out from the crowd. He is like a big gun with sharp edges, giving people a formidable aura.
a feeling of.
Dongcheng brought Li Zhen and others to the school grounds, put away his lazy smile, cupped his fists and said, "Master Yang, this is Li Zhen."
Yang Luchan bowed and saluted Dongcheng, then looked at Li Zhen and said, "What a young and handsome man."
Li Zhen also clasped his fists and said, "I've seen Senior Yang!"
Yang Luchan suddenly bowed and saluted Li Zhen, and said: "General Li, I have nothing to do with you. I persuaded the Fourteenth Young Master to force you to invite me, which has caused you trouble. I am trying to offend General Li here. Please forgive me, General Li."
What he said was extremely sincere.
Dongcheng and the young man standing next to Yang Luchan had slightly hot cheeks and were a little embarrassed.
This young man is surprisingly Yang Banhou, the son of Yang Luchan.
Ps: Three updates are completed. Currently, there are three updates per day, the first update is at 8 am, the second update is at 11 am, and the third update is at 4 pm. Xiaodong is working hard to save some articles in preparation for the outbreak.