Chapter 642

Huang Cheng watched the emperor go forward, surrounded by hundreds of civil and military officials lined up to follow.

The emperor's order has been conveyed. Drums and music are singing, and the guard of honor is neat. The people on the Royal Street have knelt down one after another, with flowers and flowers.

Among the flowers, Huang Cheng's face was ugly, and he didn't hide it.

"Sir, you'd better get up." The two waiters advised carefully.

"I can't get up." Huang Cheng said, "what am I afraid of? Honest advice is against my ears. If my advice is refuted, what shame is there? This is the responsibility of the minister."

As he said, he just sat down and didn't get up.

The child spilled and beat it up. The old man spilled and couldn't beat it again.

The Emperor didn't care anyway. The servants looked at each other, shook their heads and retreated.

The sound of trampling horses' hoofs overshadowed the voice of the people.

When the cloth army array appeared in front of the Imperial City, surrounded by the ragged refugees around, although the soldiers without distinctive armor would appear powerful, they were majestic.

Especially when seeing the appearance of the emperor, Duke Cheng came forward and shouted that his ministers were guilty. He was entrusted by his majesty. The soldiers dismounted and greeted them on one knee. Tens of thousands of refugees in the North knelt down and cried and worshipped excitedly. The atmosphere in front of the whole imperial city was solemn and stirring.

Without hesitation, the emperor came forward to hold the hand of Cheng Guogong and shed tears. He comforted the excited refugees. All officials knelt together and the people shouted long live. The whole capital was shocked by it.

The front of the imperial city has become a lively center. The streets passed by the refugees in the north and the chengguogong army are quiet. Of course, the silence is relative. The people on the street are still excited about what they saw, and more people flock to the imperial city.

Standing by the window of the street restaurant, the virtuous king tutted twice.

"It's wonderful, wonderful. The style of Cheng Guogong is really unstoppable." He sighed and looked back at what he thought. "People say that green is better than blue, but you can't compare with your father when you're a son. When you're out of the street, there are thousands of people, and when you're out of the street, there are chickens flying and dogs jumping."

This is a large luxurious room. At this time, there is only one person sitting in front of the exquisite banquet.

The man, dressed in coarse cloth, with messy hair and a circle of beard, was sitting cross legged, holding the wine pot in one hand and half a roast chicken in the other.

This is just like the northern refugees passing on the street, which is really inconsistent with the indoor environment.

"You are jealous." He said, pulling off his beard, showing a clean and handsome face, and stroking his head with his hand, "when am I out of the street?"

Then he stretched out his hand and pointed out.

"Do you believe I'll show you one now? How much do you give me if I lose?"

The virtuous King laughed.

"When we talk about money, it hurts our feelings." He said.

He seemed to know that he couldn't get any benefit from his words in front of Zhu Zan. He stopped talking about it and pointed out.

"Those people are so angry this time. They spent so much money on planning for so long and caused such a big battle. As a result, they were dispersed without even seeing Cheng Guogong."

Zhu Zan sneered and poured the wine from the jug back into his mouth.

"They deserve it, too." "A bunch of brainless and conscientious clowns who took the money," he said

The wise king shook his head.

"But even a group of clowns can make a fool of themselves." He said, "if it weren't for the refugees from the north, how could your father come out to see these people?"

"No if." Zhu Zan said cleanly.

The wise man tutted twice.

"Look, what makes you proud is that your daughter-in-law is powerful." He said.

Zhu Zan stared.

"Your daughter-in-law!" He said.

"My daughter-in-law is at home. There are several. Which one do you want?" The virtuous king also said with a stare.

Zhu Zan Pooh.

"Don't stare, it's not big to stare again." He said, reaching for his chopsticks and eating again.

The wise king sat down next to him.

"Hey, where's your daughter-in-law? She's not on the stage after the big play has been sung?" He asked curiously.

Zhu Zan pushed him away with one arm.

"Pay attention to your words. Don't be a daughter-in-law. I'm a innocent young man." He said angrily.

The virtuous King bah.

"You are so white!" He said with a laugh. As he picked up the wine, he threw his head back happily.

Although there were only two people in the room, the atmosphere was cheerful and lively, commensurate with the excitement of the imperial city not far away.

At the gate of the city in the distance, the vast crowd had long disappeared. Only the officers and soldiers on duty stood talking about the matter. A group of people outside the city came and saw them. The officers and soldiers couldn't help winking at each other and stood up straight.

This is a group of people wearing Confucian clothes and square scarves, but compared with the elegance and beauty of the past, they look a little embarrassed, either because the messy clothes are stained with dust, or because of the decadent look on their faces.

The soldiers who stood in awe at the sight of these scholars in the past also lost their respect in the past, with an expression of undisguised ridicule.

"His credit belongs to him, and we have not denied his credit." A scholar said with some shame, "it's wrong for him to ask for credit and reward."

Before the people around him answered him, there was a sneer.

The scholar looked around and saw that it was a city gate soldier.

"According to the scholar, we can't even ask for money?" He said with a smile.

The scholar's expression added a little more shame, because his words were refuted by a vulgar soldier.

"What you deserve naturally deserves, and what you shouldn't naturally shouldn't." He said, "don't confuse our meaning and be bewitched by the Duke of Cheng."

What the soldiers wanted to say, there was a heavy hum first, and at the same time, the footsteps were disorderly. When they heard the sound and looked, they saw another group of scholars coming to the city.

The soldier could not help but be afraid. In the final analysis, he did not dare to confront the scholars. As soon as he was about to step back, he saw the first elder of the scholars from the city stop and spit heavily at the students and scholars here.

"Song Wencai, you have really lost the face of scholars." He snapped.

Hey? It turned out that... The soldier's expression changed and his eyes turned on the two scholars.

The look of these scholars outside the city has also changed.

"Mr. Zhou." A scribe stood up and said, "we are also doing this for the scribe of the great Zhou Dynasty. He became a military general of the Duke of the state. He is too domineering. He has always been left Wu and right Wen. Where should the literary minister offer salary for the military general?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhou, the military general must not be allowed to be so domineering, otherwise the world will be troubled." Many people behind him also followed.

The elder called Mr. Zhou looked at them and sneered again.

"I can't see any civil ministers and generals in my eyes. I only see people." He said, "and you, let alone scholars, are not even people."

This is very important. The faces of these scholars are red and white. To distinguish them, Mr. Zhou has stretched out his hand and pointed to one of them.

"Kang Liangchen." He said coldly, "how much did you charge? How did you get your house in hat alley?"

As soon as this statement came out, many people looked stunned and looked at a person one after another.

This is a slightly fat middle-aged man standing among the group of scholars. At this time, he looked frightened and subconsciously retreated.

"I, I didn't." He stammered.

Mr. Zhou didn't question again, and his eyes swept them coldly.

"In the future, you should not wear the clothes of a scholar in the capital. There are no students like you in the Imperial College." He said coldly, brushed his sleeves, turned and strode away.

Many students and scholars who followed him also looked at these people shaking their heads with disdain on their faces.

"It's humiliating."

"What a gentle scum."

They said one after another and left.

The scholars here fell into chaos. Many people came forward and grabbed the man named and made a noise.

The soldiers guarding the city were happy.

"Hey, hey." They held their arms in front of them and laughed, "you can't talk about others. It's better to have a fight."

"Hey, if you can move your hand, don't move your mouth."

There was also a roar from a restaurant near the city gate.

Looking at the scholars running under the city gate, Chen Qi patted the window and smiled.

"First lost face, and now expelled by Mr. Zhou, there is no place for them in the capital." He said, spitting with hatred, "ten years of cold window is in vain. It deserves it."

"That's how they do things. Maybe if they become citizens this time, they deserve to become citizens." Fang Jinxiu said.

Chen Qi looked at her and smiled.

"You didn't see that the two roadblocks outside the capital were really dangerous." He exaggerated, "I asked you to go outside the city with me, but you won't go."

"Anyway, I will go to the city. I think the result is good." Fang Jinxiu said.

Chen Qixi smiled.

"Are you so sure?" He asked.

Fang Jinxiu hissed, but she didn't speak.

Chen Qi smiled and clapped his hands.

"Well, now that the result is settled, let's go back." He said, as she was about to go out, Fang Jinxiu sat by the window without moving.

"What's the matter?" Chen Qi said, "there's no excitement. Let's go."

Fang Jinxiu listened to the noise coming from the Imperial City in the distance, looked at the quiet gate and clenched her hand slightly holding the tea bowl.

What about her?

In the next room, Ning Yan is shaking his head and leaving the window.

"Gentle sweep the floor." He said.

Ning Xi hurried in from the door.

"Father, Duke Cheng has entered the palace. Your majesty is enjoying the banquet today. Your majesty also asked all the exiles in the north to settle down properly and move to the state capitals." He said.

"Fortunately, your majesty did not continue to be bewitched by the crafty." Ning Yan nodded and said, father and son went downstairs.

Ning Xi smiled at this.

"Father, in fact, your Majesty was bewitched to do so." He said, "at that time, his Majesty was hugged by Huang Cheng and was about to enter the palace to avoid."

Ning Yan stopped and looked at him.

"Brother ten stood up and asked his majesty to stay." Ning Xi said with a smile.

Yunzhao.

Ning Yan was slightly surprised and felt nothing unexpected.

His nephew, so clever, how can he really be a mediocre vassal.

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"Yunzhao, this time it really scared us to death."

The excitement on the imperial Street continued. The guard of honor in front of the imperial city had been removed, and everyone went to the imperial palace.

Ning Yunzhao, who was behind in order, was surrounded by several colleagues and whispered.

Ning Yunzhao looked ahead with a smile.

"Do you feel dead or alive now?" He asked.

Now... Several officials also looked forward. The emperor was sitting in a sedan chair, accompanied by Cheng Guogong Zhu Shan.

Today's scene was deeply welcomed by the emperor. Compared with those who persuaded them to return to the palace, of course, they had made great contributions.

This time, I left an impression in the eyes of the emperor.

"Dead and alive." An official said.

Several people laughed and were talking and laughing. A waiter hurried up in front and saluted Ning Yunzhao with a smile.

"Lord Xiao Ning, come with me." He said.

Is this the emperor talking to him?

Several officials showed a happy face. Ning Yunzhao looked calm and smiled in reply.

The eunuch walked first, but Ning Yunzhao didn't immediately follow under the congratulations of his colleagues, but stopped and looked back with some expectation.

What are you look at?

Wait for what?

Colleagues subconsciously looked back.

"Lively." Ning Yunzhao said.

Lively?

At this time, the people in the imperial street have not dispersed, and the excitement is still there, but that's it. I'm tired after watching it for a long time.

"Don't look, there's no excitement." A colleague laughed in a low voice.

Ning Yunzhao smiled and didn't speak any more. He took back his sight, arched his hands at everyone, and walked forward with the waiter.

Colleagues looked at his back with joy.

"It's the same official robe. Why does Lord Xiaoning look so good in it?" A colleague said happily.

This remark was teased by the companions. Because it was too lively, it attracted the displeased glare warning of the censor. Everyone hurriedly gathered their appearance and lined up to move forward.

"Sure enough, there's nothing wrong with following Lord Xiaoning." An official murmured suddenly as he walked, sighing and rejoicing.

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Ning Yan walked down the restaurant. The noise in front of the city gate had dispersed with the departure of the scholars. There were no people in the street. It seemed very quiet.

"Fewer people won't block the road. We can get home soon." Ning Xi smiled and looked at the servant driving the carriage. As soon as the voice fell, someone ran out of the building.

"Coming, coming."

Someone shouted. The wind generally passed by Ning 11. Ning 11 was almost knocked down.

"What are you doing?" Ning Xi shouted angrily, "who's coming? So anxious? Pick up the Bodhisattva?"

The man ignored him and ran straight to the gate.

Ning Xi subconsciously looked at it and saw a man riding on a horse on the road outside the city gate.

I can't see my face clearly. I can only see that my body is beautiful and dressed in red, but because of its delicate posture, it doesn't seem aggressive. It's gentle and sassy, with a blend of style, eye-catching but not swaggering.

Who is this?

"Miss Jun!"

Chen Qi raised his hands and shouted loudly.

Miss Jun?

Which Miss Jun?

The cry stopped the few pedestrians in the street, straightened the garrison of the city gate and looked through all eyes.

The woman was getting closer and closer, and she had reached the gate. The veil covering the wind, sand and scorching sun had been scattered and floated in front of her, revealing her bright face.

There seemed to be a pause in the street, and soon a cry broke out.

"Miss Jun!"

"Miss Jun is back!"

"The miracle doctor of Jiuling hall is back!"

With this cry, many people suddenly poured out of the street, as if they were coming out of the ground. People in restaurants, tea shops and restaurants also poured out and immediately filled the street.

Ning Xi was pushed around and carefully protected Ning Yan.

"This is really a Bodhisattva." He said, looking at the crowded street, he stamped his feet helplessly and chagrinedly, "it's over, the road is blocked again, and he can't get out for a while and a half."

There was a new excitement in the street. The excitement in front of the Royal Street was dispersing. The news dispersed and more people poured in from there. The scene was no less than welcoming the Duke of Cheng into the city.

"People who don't know think Cheng Guogong hasn't come to Beijing yet." Jiang Qianhu said.

At this time, they stood in the dark little room under the city gate, avoiding the sun and people's sight.

Jiang Qianhu looked at the Luyun flag with a negative hand around him.

"As expected, Miss Jun really arrived today." He complimented.

Lu yunqi walked across the threshold without expression, but did not step into the sun. He was still in the shadow of the corner of the city wall, so that the people who were only looking at Miss Jun didn't find him.

But a beam of eyes came over as he stepped out.

Because riding on a horse, condescending.

Lu yunqi raised his head slightly, facing each other numbly.

In the sight, the woman in red knocked the whip gently in her hand, smiled at the corners of her mouth and moved her lips silently.

I'm back.

Lu yunqi understood what she said silently.

I'm back.

Lu yunqi only felt that the sunlight suddenly became dazzling, and his heart stopped for a moment.

Not because of her words, but because of her appearance.

She's back.

His her, not others, this is his her, back.

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(four thousand five words, two chapters, a lot of words, well written, about, vote quickly, thank you, so boring.)