Chapter 120 Worshiping the ancestors with the Baozong!
It's getting dark.
Many Jinyi guards came to Nanxunfang, carrying torches and going door to door to inform the officials. It must be the cheap daddy who issued the imperial edict for all Beijing officials to meet in the Ancestral Temple.
Zhu Jianji didn't wait any longer.
Baozong was given enough time to manage his emotions. If he was still in a state of collapse, there was nothing he could do.
If you're embarrassed, be ashamed.
Maybe when the ministers compare the two, they will think that the cheap dad is more suitable for the emperor.
Nodding to Hao Yi, "Take it to the Ancestral Temple."
Hao Yi immediately ordered the army to guard the carriage and go to the Ancestral Temple on the east side of Chengtianmen.
Not far.
Moreover, it is heavily guarded and there is no fear of anyone coming to rob the Bao Sect.
Hao Yi said again: "Your Highness, I am asking an official to commandeer a carriage?"
Zhu Jianji shook his head, "No, let's go."
I have been in the Ming Dynasty for nine years. I have been imprisoned in the Forbidden City and rarely go to the outer city of the imperial city. Now that I am out of the cage, I can slowly enjoy the night view of the Ming Dynasty.
Seeing this, Hao Yi ignored him and divided half of his troops to defend the prince.
He then escorted the carriage to the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
Zhu Jianji led six young eunuchs including Zhao Mu and Bai Qingzhi, followed by the elite soldiers of the Four Guards of Tengxiang Wuxiang, and walked slowly on the long street, like a long dragon winding through the city.
The drum had been beaten once at three o'clock, and the night ban had begun.
All the shops on the street are closed.
Everyone was hiding in the house and feeling uneasy, not knowing what was going on.
Zhu Jianji felt lonely admiring the night view.
I really saw the loneliness of Ming Dynasty.
Living in the palace for ten years satisfied Zhu Jianji's yearning for ancient times. Most places were paved with bluestone paved roads, and the rooms had marble floors and carpets. The cleanliness and tidiness were not inferior to the modernization of later generations.
But now when he was walking in Beijing, Zhu Jianji realized that everything on TV was fake.
Total darkness.
Under the illumination of the army's torches, it looks "barbaric" to the eye.
It's not bad in Nanxunfang.
In the mansion compound of the mansion of a powerful man, the alleys are paved with bluestones, giving it a very antique charm. But after walking out of Nanxunfang, you have entered the world from heaven.
There were chickens crowing and dogs crowing everywhere, and the houses that came into view were dilapidated and old. There were not many houses with blue bricks and blue tiles. They were all mud houses, and there were even thatched houses.
The streets and alleys are also filled with mud pits, making it impossible to walk on a rainy day.
This is still the capital of the Ming Dynasty!
I can't imagine how backward and poor the real countryside of Ming Dynasty was.
Zhu Jianji had a heart attack.
For a moment, I didn't know what to say. This time, I really wanted to eat minced meat because the wealthy family was full of wine and meat.
No wonder there are so many peasant uprisings.
Change yourself...
They rose up in minutes.
When we arrived at the Ancestral Temple, the lights were as bright as day.
Officials in Beijing, except for those who were imprisoned and the generals who followed Yu Qian and Hangmin to seal the city, regardless of their rank, had gathered at the Ancestral Temple, and most of them looked confused.
Don't know what happened.
In front of the Ancestral Temple, Zhu Qiyu was sitting on a chair. When he saw his son coming, he ignored Xing'an and ran over. After looking at his son up and down, he picked him up and said, "You little bastard, I was scared to death. Are you okay?"
Zhu Jianji struggled twice.
Useless.
He just let the cheap dad hug him and said angrily: "I will be the prince for eighty years, what can happen to me!"
Zhu Qiyu laughed loudly, "Then why don't I just be a turtle?"
The central ministers who were close looked at each other.
These two father and son...
It was more free and easy to get along with than the legendary Taizu and Prince Yiwen!
The true love between father and son.
Zhu Qiyu put down his son and pulled him towards the Ancestral Temple, "The next step is left to me. After all, we can take care of this matter now, but in future generations, who knows whether it will be misinterpreted."
Zhu Jianji shook his head, "No, I want to worship my ancestors in person at the Ancestral Temple!"
Such a satisfying thing as killing the Fort Sect will be a great achievement in life, and you must enjoy this pleasure personally.
Then he asked: "Is Wei Nanfeng here?"
Zhu Qiyu hummed.
Zhu Jianji said: "Let him follow me and record it at any time."
Zhu Qiyu said to Xing'an beside him: "Go and summon Wei Nanfeng."
A little strange.
It seems that my son particularly likes Wei Nanfeng, a tough guy.
The two father and son stood at the gate of the Imperial Ancestral Temple. Zhu Jianji looked at the carriage not far away and wondered, "Old Zhu, have you seen what's going on with the Baozong? Is he still unwilling to get out of the car?"
Zhu Qiyu hummed, "If it were you, you wouldn't get out of the car."
Coming down means death.
Zhu Jianji yelled, "Is there any use in playing rogue? If you really don't want to come down, let the Jingua guards come forward and drag you down. It's insulting to be polite and has no dignity at all."
We have to find a suitable person to "invite" Baozong down.
First of all, this person must be a scholar.
Eloquence is required.
Secondly, this person must have force. If Baozong loses control of his emotions, he can be controlled to avoid humiliating the royal family.
Go through it in my mind.
Speechless.
Damn it, there is really no one in the Jingtai Dynasty, not even a Confucian general can be found.
Unexpectedly, the historian Wei Nanfeng, who was recording the conversation between father and son, suddenly spoke up: "Your Highness, Wei Chen can go ask the emperor to move the carriage. Although Wei Chen is a scholar, his uncle is a bodyguard. I learned some moves from him when I was a child."
Zhu Qiyu glanced sideways at Wei Nanfeng, "Tie Tuo Tuo, did I let you speak?"
He is a million unhappy with Wei Nanfeng.
Zhu Jianji's eyes lit up, he stood up on tiptoes and patted Wei Nanfeng's shoulder, "You know what Gu is thinking, right?"
Wei Nanfeng smiled and said nothing.
It can be seen that the historian is happy from the bottom of his heart.
I guess I will get very drunk when I go back tonight.
Zhu Jianji waved his hand, "Go."
Wei Nanfeng came to the carriage and said softly: "Your Majesty, you have overstepped your bounds."
Get on board.
He opened the curtain and did not speak to Baozong, but looked at Empress Qian, "My virtuous empress, you should know that the carriage has arrived at the front of the mountain, and there is no bright light on the road ahead. Your Highness the Crown Prince dares to act boldly and acts without restraint. Your Majesty and empress have a standoff with you."
It is better to save the last bit of dignity for Your Majesty than to ride in the chariot."
After saying that, he got out of the carriage.
Returning to Zhu Jianji, he smiled and said: "Your Highness, it's done."
Zhu Jianji was confused, "Is this it?"
Wei Nanfeng smiled and said: "The only person who can ask the Emperor to get out of the car is not a minor minister, but Queen Qian. Queen Qian is a sensible person and understands the importance. She will persuade the Emperor to get out of the car for the sake of his last face."
Zhu Jianji said nothing, "Wait a minute."
Zhu Qiyu coughed next to him, "Tie Tuotuo, don't talk nonsense to me. If the emperor insists on not getting off the car later, you will be bullying the emperor. You know the consequences of bullying the emperor. I will chop off your head!"
Wei Nanfeng still smiled and said nothing.
Cut my head off?
Then you are not the kind Emperor Jingtai.
Zhu Jianji also rolled his eyes.
Lao Zhu, you are not that material, so don't pretend to be a cruel person. It will make me, a son, feel embarrassed. Besides, can Wei Nanfeng be scared with his temperament?
