Just in time for rain [恰逢雨连天] - Chapter 113

[113. Chapter 112]

This is the anti-theft chapter Su Jin was brought into the palace from the Ministry of Punishment, almost blinding the bright snow.

She has not seen the light of the sky for a hundred days, and the prison is dark and full of the smell of rotten corpses. People are taken away every day. Those close to her were executed one by one.

Once the country changed hands, the history became a book.

The prison robe on his body was a little wider, and the frigid wind poured in from the cuffs, and it was so cold that it was piercing to the bone, and it was numb.

Su Jin looked up to the depths of the palace, where Zhu Nanxian was imprisoned. The Minghua Palace, which was once prosperous in the past, is now in a state of decay, as if a sassy emperor has reached the age of decay in an instant.

Minghua Palace is walking into the water – it seems that the rumors three days ago are true.

The servant pushed open the door of the Ziji Palace, and sang with a long voice line: “Sinner Su Jin brought to–”

The person in the hall suddenly turned around, wearing a black robe and a crown, which made his eyes sharp and cold to kill. The gas of cutting.

This is the real Liu Chaoming. Su Jin thought it was funny, and sighed that when he first saw him, he still thought that there is such a gentleman as jade in the world, and he has never seen him.

What should we call him now? Lord Shoufu? Regent? No, he supported an idiot to be the emperor, and now, he is the real king of the world.

The ambergris on the hall was stained with snow and condensed into mist, making Liu Chaoming unable to see the person kneeling under His Highness.

“Come here.” After a moment of silence, he ordered.

Su Jin didn’t move. Two guards stepped forward, dragged her a few steps, and two scary bloodstains were drawn on the ground.

When they got close, Su Jin raised his head and asked in a hoarse voice, “You set the fire in Minghua Palace?

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Only then did Liu Chaoming see the sad smile on her lips. Once upon a time, Su Shangshu, who was famous for his shocking world, has never been shocked by honor and shame, and has little affection and little righteousness. How could he be so saddened to despair for one person?

Liu Chaoming’s heart trembled slightly, but he couldn’t get the taste out of it. After a long time, he said: “You have committed crimes, colluded with the chaotic parties of the previous dynasty, and as a woman, you pretended to be a man and entered office, deceived the king, and committed a heinous crime. You will be exiled to Ningzhou today, and you will never be able to return.”

Su Jin laughed again. Laugh: “Aren’t you going to give me death?”

It’s better to go with the dead in this life.

The prison cart was waiting outside the Meridian Gate. She was in shackles, and every step she took, the sound of a clanging sound resounded in the world.

Liu Chaoming looked at Su Jin’s thin back, and suddenly remembered how he looked when he first saw her. It was the late spring of Jingyuan’s twenty-three years. But as beautiful as the spring sun.

At that time, Liu Chaoming felt that she was like himself, as clear and self-sufficient, and as penetrating as watching fire.

He only wished that he could strangle her at the beginning of his career, just because he was a little bit moved, he let her grow into a towering tree and let her part ways with him.

Now that she has lost her life, she can no longer forgive him.

“Su Jin.” Liu Chaoming said, “The fire in Minghua Palace was set by the first emperor himself.”

Su Jin’s back was stagnant.

Liu Chaoming said lightly: “He is still so stupid, two years ago, he tried his best to grab this emperor, thinking he could save you, but now he has set himself on fire and surrendered this country, thinking that it can change your life.

Su Jin didn’t look back. After a long time, she asked in a hoarse voice, “Why, you want to tell me?” ”

You didn’t ask, why didn’t you die?” Liu Chaoming said, “As Zhu Nanxian wished.” The

prison car ran over The snow road soon disappeared.

Snow fell from the sky again, and the snow particles fell on Liu Chaoming’s shoulders and merged into the cloak, but he stood in the snow for a long time, as if he could not feel the cold.

An elderly servant held up an umbrella for Liu Chaoming and sighed, “Why is this, sir?” He was used to seeing life and death in the palace, and he knew that people in the whirlpool should not be soft-hearted, because taking a step back would be irreversible.

“Master Shang Shu is already dead, but he has thoughts, and he told her like that, I am afraid that she will die and then be born. Master Su is intertwined in the power of the court and the opposition. Stupid, if one day, she can return to Beijing, and the adults, I am afraid that either you will die, or I will live.”

They have known each other for five years, and even the emperor in the palace has changed three rounds like a revolving lantern, so what’s the matter of life and death.

“If she can come back.” Liu Chaoming smiled, “I do.”

Zhu Nanxian clearly remembered that Su Jin five years ago was not like this.

At that time, the Northwest Guard was going to send an additional commander.

At that time, Emperor Jingyuan contracted a disease, and all matters large and small were criticized by Zhu Minda on his behalf.

When Zhu Nanxian’s book was handed over to the emperor’s case, Zhu Minda threw it back, and scolded him for “do your best to be a reckless husband”, which made him think behind closed doors for seven days.

At that time, Zhu Nanxian had a temperament that he would not look back when he broke through the southern wall.

He silently collected the book and returned to the palace. Not only did he close the door, but he also refused food and water. For five days, he did not run out of rice until Juminda ordered someone to slam the door open and saw the half-dead man with cracked lips. The younger brother who grinned at him as if he was victorious.

Juminda wished he couldn’t kick him to death.

After all, he grew up with him, Zhu Minda knew that the old thirteen was soft and not hard, and then he thought about it again, and persuaded him emotionally, to the effect: “It’s not the emperor, I won’t let you go, But as a son of a family of heaven, you don’t have any strategy in your heart, you can only dance with knives and swords, wouldn’t it make people laugh?”

Then he sent a letter to Zhu Nanxian, saying, “In this way, this emperor will give you a chance. I have a pair here. Within three days, as long as you can match ten different second lines, you can prove your stomach. There is a little ink in it, and this imperial brother will approve your letter of appointment.”

Zhu Nanxian’s mind is very simple, and the pair Zuo in his impression is nothing but “the mountains end in the daytime, and the Yellow River flows into the sea”. Ten sentences, what’s the difficulty?

It wasn’t until he opened Juminda’s letter that he knew that he was in the scheme –

a cup of tea to quench his thirst.

Zhu Nanxian frowned and thought deeply, what the hell is this?

At that time, Zhu Shisan had not yet opened the yamen and built a mansion, and still lived in the East Palace with Zhu Minda.

Within two days, he took his pair and asked for advice all over the Zhanshi Mansion, Wenhua Pavilion, and even the maids up and down the East Palace, and even put the knife on the neck of the little fireman, and the little fireman just knelt down tremblingly. , replied him tremblingly: “Your Highness, Your Highness, the slaves are illiterate…”

Zhu Nanxian knew that he was following Zhu Minda’s way, presumably Zhu Minda had already known everyone, and he was not allowed to help His Highness the Thirteenth. .

So he sat at the door of the Zhanshifu and thought gloomily, in this palace, can we find a piece of pure land?

At that time, he heard two Chunfang officials talking about poetry and prose not far away, and they mentioned tomorrow’s poetry ceremony.

Zhu Nanxian had an epiphany in his mind and stepped forward to find out what the poetry ceremony was.

It turned out that this was a semi-annual event held by the Hanlin Academy for the exchange of talents and learning between universities and civil servants. And tomorrow’s Poetry Ceremony, the new scholars who entered the Hanlin in March will also go.

Zhu Nanxian thought that this was a God-given opportunity.

He dealt with Hanlin on weekdays, and the old pedants who went around had long been accustomed to seeing Zhu Minda’s face, but the new jinshi were different. If he found a fish that slipped through the net and made a match for him, he would go to the Northwest Guard Institute. Hopeful.

The next day, Zhu Nanxian slipped to the poetry ceremony in Hanlin Wenyuan.

He is the prince, and many people in the palace recognize him, so he did not get together in the Wenyuan, where Wen Si was flying and flowing, but bypassed the bamboo forest and went to the back garden.

There is a shallow lake in the back garden, and there is a water pavilion in the center of the lake.

Zhu Nanxian faintly saw a person standing in the waterside, with his hands behind his back facing him, dressed in plain clothes with wide sleeves, and his robes flying over, like a banished immortal.

This person is Su Jin, Su Jin five years ago.

Zhu Nanxian walked along the stone bridge and called out, “You are—”

Su Jin turned around.

Zhu Nanxian was born in a deep palace. He has seen a lot of talented Gao Shi since he was a child, and there are also elegant and clean people.

But Su Jin was still too different.

Her brows contained clear frost and mist, and when she looked back, it seemed as if the spring breeze and the bright moon were all embraced by her arms, and her slightly closed eyes revealed thousands of brilliance.

She just stood in the water pavilion with her hands behind her back, and the boundless wind in the dark night seemed to rise because of her, and the shallow lake behind her with rough water suddenly turned into a sea, and the waves came rushing through the mountains.

Zhu Nanxian was completely stunned.

So much so that when Su Jin knelt down to greet him and said that he was “surnamed Su, first name Jin, styled Shiyu, he is a jinshi in this department”, he didn’t remember to say “flat body”, but instead said Dong Shi with a frown: “Oh, I The surname is Zhu, the name is Ai, the word is Nanxian, the line is thirteen, and I’m… being the prince in the palace.”

Su Jin smiled lowly.

The laughter made Zhu Nanxian come back to his senses, and he asked hesitantly, “Are you…will you be a pair?”

Su Jin was a little surprised, raised his head and asked, “What pair?”

Zhu Nanxian put his arms in his arms . The letter with the words “A cup of clear tea, quenching the thirst of the Yuan Dynasty” was handed to her, and she said, “If you are right, would you like to help me write a few couplets?”

There are ready-made pen and ink in the water pavilion. He picked up the pen, thought for a moment, and then asked, “How many lower couplets does Your Highness want?”

Zhu Nanxian was so nervous for the first time, for fear of embarrassing her, so he said, “Three or four is fine.”

But after thinking about it, three or four is not enough, and said, “Seven or eight is fine.”

Thinking again, Tomorrow is going to be handed over, can I find the second one to help the pair overnight, and finally say: “Ten, will it work?”

[End of This Chapter]