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 refill the jar of good wine for you." After that, he opened the lid, held it in his arms and slowly poured it down.
On the ground.
He had never believed in ghosts and gods, but he seemed to feel a little better after doing this. When he turned around, he saw Yao Ji looking at him at the entrance of the courtyard. In front of the small classical courtyard, a few white petals were floating in the dim light, and it was also beautiful at night.
I don't know what kind of tree it floated from, but in this night, Yao Ji's skirts fluttered gently in the breeze, and her slim figure looked particularly sad for a while.
...Zhang Ning stayed at the General Forum of the Anti-Here Cult and waited for news from Emperor Jianwen. At the same time, he instructed Lao Xu of Yuanshui Tea Garden to do some tricks in the form of a secret letter: in the dossier recording daily affairs, he wrote down the details of the recent dispatch of Wu
Yong and Zhan Zhuli went to Yongshun Division to participate in the secret investigation and fabricated the details of their accidental death.
When the news came from Emperor Jianwen, Yao Ji was surprised. As Zhang Ning expected, the secret message issued 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 anti-evil sect.
After Yao Ji read the secret letter, she handed it to Zhang Ning, who was writing an article in front of the desk, and asked him to read it again. Then she couldn't help but ask: "You expected this result a few days ago. How did you guess it?"
Zhang Ning put down his writing brush, thought for a while to clear his mind, and said calmly: "At that time, I thought that the higher authorities would not touch you. There are three reasons. First, the emperor was not sure of the cause of the prince's poisoning; secondly, the anti-evil sect was a member of Jianwen's party.
It is a larger force in the church, and you have a wide network of contacts in the church for many years. If you replace the leader, it will easily lead to internal cleaning and break the muscles. 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 the news about the others. The identity of the official is very useful to them. The emperor still wants to win over me. If you are imprisoned, you will probably be plotted by Queen Ma, which is not conducive to winning over people’s hearts. The situation of Jianwen’s party members cannot afford it.
It’s a lot of work.”
After hearing this, Yao Ji nodded slightly and sighed: "I never expected that your father and son would become like this just after they recognized each other."
Zhang Ning disagreed and said with a smile: "Don't you hear that the emperor loves the eldest son, but the people like the youngest son? The eldest brother of the prince has been with the emperor day and night for more than 20 years. He is also the child of the queen, so it is reasonable for the emperor to love him."
Seeing that he was still laughing, Yao Ji raised her thin eyebrows slightly, glanced at the unfinished memorial in front of Zhang Ning, and asked: "How do you plan to explain this matter to the court? Emperor Xuande or the ministers of civil and military affairs around him
They will definitely be suspicious of you. If someone is sent to find out any clues, will you still be able to serve as an official?"
The smile on Zhang Ning's face gradually disappeared, and he was silent for a long time before speaking slowly: "Since I met you here last autumn, I feel that everything has changed. I really want you to leave this place and let you
Live a good life, but when I think about what to do over and over again, I feel very confused... Sometimes I think, if I could see your smile from the bottom of my heart, I would die without regrets..."
"Don't say that." Yao Ji quickly interrupted him, her face turned slightly red, "Don't think that either."
Outside the window of the study, a few more petals were slowly falling from high places. Yao Ji looked at them for a moment, and then murmured to herself, "Spring passes very quickly, and late spring arrives in a blink of an eye, and all the flowers grow old."
After saying that, maybe she found that she was distracted, her expression changed, and she said seriously: "Don't say these strange things, and speak with due respect to your elders."
"Yes." Zhang Ning was stunned for a moment and continued, "For most of the time from last year to now, I almost didn't know what to do. But recent events have 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 over the years, no one wants to rashly start an uprising. With your strength
Is it comparable to your father in terms of prestige and prestige?"
Although Yao Ji immediately rejected him, Zhang Ning had been infected by his passion at this time and no longer had to wander around or be depressed. He sat upright and said with fiery eyes: "The emperor has been silently living in a remote place for more than 20 years."
The reason why he has done nothing for many years is not because he lacks strength and prestige, nor is it because the current imperial court is too powerful. It is because he lacks fighting spirit and passion for progress! I feel 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 fist and rubbed it on the desk for a few times. He 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 a spur of the moment. You have to believe me."
Yao Ji looked at him: "You are a man who is very ambitious. I don't want to throw cold water on you, but you are too young. There are things that you can obviously see the end of but you don't understand. How can I watch you care about the beginning and not the end?"
He opened his mouth, not knowing how to persuade Yao Ji. At this time, Yao Ji stood up: "You should do the things in front of you first, write the memorial here, and I will go back to the room. Come see me again after you are more awake.
"
Zhang Ning remembered that Yao Ji had just scolded him for not respecting his elders enough. At this time, he stood up and saluted: "Best farewell to my mother."
The General Forum of the Anti-evil Sect is isolated from the world and very quiet, which really allows people to think more about problems. But thinking too much is not a good thing. Zhang Ning fell asleep that night, and all kinds of thoughts came to him one after another.
Wu Yong's death, no matter how reasonable the reasons are, will still be strange. Emperor Xuande may not kill Zhang Ning when he is unable to determine the truth, but at least he cannot be allowed to hold real power and stay away from the capital. A sinecure or dismissal will leave a trace
How to survive? In the officialdom, he seemed to see the sneer expressions of Zhang He and even Yang Sihai. In his hometown, he seemed to hear rumors from his neighbors... Then one day, Yao Ji lost news for no apparent reason. She might have been locked up, or she might have died.
Under a certain conspiracy, life and death were uncertain and there was no news...
And Zhang Ning will live with the fear of the murder and the lament for Yao Ji, just like the biological father of this body, Emperor Jianwen, who grew old early in unwillingness and regret.
I don't know when he fell asleep and had a strange dream. Time suddenly sped up. In front of a mirror, he was surprised and panicked to find that his hair was gradually turning white, his skin was gradually getting wrinkles, and his back was slowly arching.
He woke up; then somehow, he saw endless darkness and galaxies flying in the vast sky; then he saw some primitive creatures moving on the uninhabited surface... He seemed to exist somewhere, but also seemed not to exist.
In his consciousness, he remembers that before life on earth was born, the universe had gone through billions of years of changes. Where was he during those billions of years? And where was he during the endless time after he aged and turned into dust...
When he woke up, he suddenly saw the artificial bed and furniture, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He only saw the bright sunshine outside the door. After a while, he woke up and realized that the sun was in the west. He slept until the afternoon?
After a while, Yao Ji's attendant Xiaoyue came to the door and looked at him with strange eyes for a long time. Then she hurriedly curtsied and said: "Master, are you awake? The leader has asked you to wait for you to wake up and call you to the leader's room.
See you inside."
"I'll be there right away." Zhang Ning sat up and got dressed. Seeing that Xiaoyue was coming to wait on her, he added, "Go and fetch water for me to wash up, and comb my hair into a bun later."
After busy cleaning up, Zhang Ning hurried to the upper room to see Yao Ji.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the room to greet him, Yao Ji, who had been sitting quietly, suddenly stood up and stared at him: "Ping An, you... why is your hair white?"
Zhang Ning was puzzled after hearing this. He looked around and saw that there was no mirror outside the bead curtain, so he opened the bead curtain politely and walked into the Nuan Pavilion. He took a photo in front of the mirror on the dressing table. The portrait in the bronze mirror was blurry, but when he looked closer,
He could see clearly, and sure enough, there were a few strands of white hair on the hairline. He suddenly thought to himself: Are you still in a dream? But he soon felt that he was awake, and he quickly opened his sleeves and looked at the skin on his arms. There was no change as before.
. He breathed a sigh of relief. It was just a few strands of white hair. He was probably too upset during this period and it was nothing important.
Looking back and seeing Yao Ji standing behind him, he said calmly: "I had a dream last night. I dreamed that I was old. I didn't want to bring out a few strands of gray hair."
Yao Ji hurriedly tried to persuade her: "You don't have to worry too much. Just let everything take its course and be more relaxed."
"Yeah." Zhang Ning nodded in agreement.
Yao Ji hesitated to speak, and finally reminded her softly: "The Nuan Pavilion is where I rest and sleep. Let's talk outside."
Zhang Ning walked out of the Nuan Pavilion and was silent for a long time, still thinking about how to persuade Yao Ji to help raise the army. In fact, as the Ming Dynasty has gradually entered the peaceful and prosperous age, it is very difficult to raise an army to rebel. Whether he can do it himself
He has no idea, but his temperament is like this: forget it if you don't expect it. Once you decide to do something, you have to do it to the end. Sometimes it makes no sense, just like when you were a kid, you had to carry a heavy bag of sweet potatoes up the mountain.
But since you want to raise an army, you have to find some way. At this time of rebellion, most good people will not follow if they have no way to survive and are hungry. In the early stage, you can only rely on Yao Ji, because only she can mobilize a group of people who have no hope of rebellion.
People with legal status stand up.
How can I convince her? Zhang Ning coughed lightly and said, "I suddenly remembered a story I heard in Nanjing. Is my mother interested in hearing it?"
Yao Ji relaxed, looked at him with loving eyes, deliberately smiled, and nodded: "Tell me what you have to say."
Every time they met, they talked about the almost unsolvable and difficult things that happened during this period, which made Zhang Ning's hair turn 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.
She looked like she was listening. Moreover, Yao Ji thought it was a good thing to have someone she liked chatting with and talking about some relaxing topics.
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