The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

In this dignified and magnificent palace, only Queen Zhang and Zhu Xiurong were left, and Zhu Xiurong's attention was still in the sky outside the window.

At this moment, Queen Zhang smiled and said: "Xiu Rong, you seem to be all ill these days. This brain disease seems to be no longer a problem. I am really happy for you."

"Yes, mother." Zhu Xiurong still left her a back, as if looking forward to something.

Queen Zhang said: "This dare to have a good relationship, depending on the mother, you don't have to ask Fang Jifan to visit."

Queen Zhang said, Feng Gui looked at Zhu Xiurong's back deeply.

Zhu Xiurong was silent for a long time, but did not look back at Queen Zhang, but said timidly: "It's not all right, the sons have been dizzy a few days ago.

"Oh." Queen Zhang frowned slightly and smiled indifferently: "Then be careful. After two days, find a space, and then call Fang Jifan to see."

"After Mother Xie." The daughter's voice seemed to be different again.

Queen Zhang's phoenix eyes circulated, and there was no anger or anger.

But at this moment, the thunder sounded.

Queen Zhang withdrew her thoughts, and Huarong lost her color.

It started ... it thundered!

"It's raining." Zhu Xiuronghuan gave Yinling laughter.

Immediately, she got off the window sill, lifted up her skirt, her feet were held, her steps were broken, her walking posture was like dancing on a steel wire: "My mother, my son went out to see, it was going to rain, and the mother heard No……"

After all, he ran away.

"You ... pay attention to your appearance, teach you to behave like a ritual, and you forgot?" Queen Zhang also had some palpitations. In fact, she was too late to look after her daughter, and she was frightened by the sudden thunder.

Seriously ... it's raining ...

This is too coincidental.

In any case, the emperor may be missing a heart.

Seeing him frowning every day, Queen Zhang also felt distressed for the sorrowful days of drought. Now ... Queen Zhang is relieved, is this the rain that comes?

Outside the hall, Zhu Xiurong stood under the eaves of the carved beams, opened his eyes, and looked at the rolling clouds, showing his teeth, and her smiling eyes seemed to shine. She stretched out her hands and said to the **** on the side: "Look, Look, it ’s really begging for rain, Fang ... "

It seemed that she was consciously speechless, and instead she continued proudly and said: "If the elder brother of the palace asked for it, he would even ask for rain."

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In Longquan Temple, the bells echoed.

At this time, led by master brother Zhang Chaoxian, a group of Taoists were having a noon lunch in the temple of Lu Zu.

Dozens of Taoists of the Chao Dynasty generation were here, each kneeling down, and settled down, so that there was no slight voice in the Lu Zu Hall.

Zhang Chaoxian occasionally opened his eyes, glancing at his fellow students, and it was inevitable that he would have a sense of enthusiasm.

But at this time, a little Taoist took off his shoes and crept into the hall, like a ghost, behind Zhang Chaoxian, whispering whispered: "Master, there is the Ministry of Rites, Liu said, this time, the price should go up. He ca n’t eat up or down. "

Zhang Chao first frowned, his face unpleasant.

I was anxious to reform Li Zhaowen's Taoism, but at this time, it seemed that some people had seen this and decided to sit on the ground and start pricing.

Since Zhang Zhaoxian took charge of Longquan Temple, there has been no shortage of people in Jingli. The usual Bingjing Carbon King is very timely, but now ...

He thought for a while, but still calm, whispered: "I will talk later."

The Taoist nodded his head and was about to retreat.

Zhang Chaoxian's thoughts were unable to calm down while he was in the middle of his mind. The immediate task now is to get rid of Li Zhaowen's Taoism. Now, Longquanguan suddenly has an uncle, and he is still a new uncle. This person, he dare not provoke himself!

Since the other party's comers are not good, then the best way is naturally not to fight with Uncle Shi. To fight, Zhang Chao first had a few pounds or two. Why should he fight with others?

But not daring to fight against Master Shi does not mean that Zhang Chaoxian could not kill the chickens and monkeys, and removed Li Chaowen. In the future, who would dare to join hands with Master Shi?

As long as this Longquan view is a piece of iron, and firmly hold the Longquan view, it will not be afraid of anyone making trouble.

So ... his mind was settled, Master Uncle, after all, it was just a kid with a hairy head, and conspiracy and tricks were not without it, but this little trick of a worm is basically no table in his opinion. He has mastered Longquan for many years. Nameless? This uncle ... is still tender.

This filial piety to the courtesy department, to give!

Whatever the price, I will not hesitate.

He coughed, Zhang Zhang, the teachers and brothers all opened their eyes quickly when they heard the cough, and they saw the brother's eyes swept.

How could they not know what happened to Li Zhaowen? It is said that they are now taking risks to pray for the sake of self-preservation. Isn't this a death? It can be seen ... Brother Master is absolutely offended.

Everyone lowered their heads one after another, or someone smiled at Zhang Chaoxian as much as possible.

Zhang Chaoxian only grimaced and glanced at them contemptuously.

Uncle Shi ... Although you can't confront him head-on, you have to take precautions ...

He thought of this, suddenly ...

boom……

A thunder is like a trembling ...

Suddenly, Lu Zu's palace seemed to explode.

Someone whispered, some were stunned, some got up and walked to the door, looking up.

"Thunder, it's going to rain."

Someone shouted.

It is going to rain……

Zhang Chaoxian was unbelievable, thinking he had heard it wrong.

No, no, this must be an illusion.

It hasn't rained for more than two months, so why did it happen that it will rain today.

But after the first thunder sounded, the thunder outside began to continue, and the outside of the hall became darker and darker.

Obviously, it is the dark cloud.

Even if Zhang Chaoxian didn't want to accept this fact, all this could happen, but he couldn't believe it.

He suddenly felt that his heart was hammered hard by a sledgehammer.

Poof ... Anxiously attacked, an old blood spewed out.

"Master, Master ..." The little Taoist was anxious and rushed up quickly.

But the other Daoists looked very strange, it seemed ... they had realized what, suddenly, for the master's abnormality, it became irrelevant.

If it's weekdays, everyone is too late to stubbornly ask for help and care, but now ... more is indifferent.

"How could it rain ... simply ... simply ..." Zhang Chao first unwillingly covered his mouth with blood in his mouth, and finally the word "I will die", but did not say it.

………………

The pouring heavy rain has turned down sharply, like pouring.

Li Zhaowen on the high platform of the House of Chans was completely ashamed. He was already drowning. He climbed down the escalator on the high platform carefully, stepping on the puddle staggeringly. Your Highness stood in the rain. The officials and eunuchs in the East Palace worshipped at the foot of Zhu Houzhao, and said something like His Highness Chitose in their mouths.

Li Chaowen's eyes are searching for something.

Finally, he found Fang Jifan under the eaves.

Fang Jifan saw that it was going to rain, thinking that his clothes should not be damaged, so he went under the roof to hide the rain.

Compared to the shrewdness of this uncle, the others seem stupid, standing in the rain, seeming to be enjoying the pleasure brought by the rain.

Li Chaowen walked out of the eaves deep and shallow, thumped, knelt with red eyes, and howled: "Uncle Shi ..."

He served.

Really served, thoroughly served.

Others may not know the inside story, but Li Chaowen knows what the inside story is.

Where do I pray for rain, this is pretending to be a ghost.

But the day of praying for rain was chosen by Uncle Shi.

Isn't this obvious? Rain ... It's about Uncle Shi.

Shishu Daofa is outstanding.

I ... was following the right person.

With Uncle Shi, Zhang Zhao was a fart, and he could strangle him with one finger.

Li Chaowen panted, gasping, clearly that he was over forty years old, the boss is not small, but his face is very thick, at this time pleased to worship under the young young uncle's feet, there is no sense of violation.

"Uncle Master's life-saving grace, disciples bear in mind."

As he said, his eyes were red, and tears mixed with rain.

Just a day ago, he was in a desperate situation, and the brother must step on him. Even if it was just a month ago, what was he? In Longquan Temple, nothing was.

But today ... Uncle Shi turned his back and turned the world around. From today onwards, he will eat spicy and spicy, why fear a Zhang Chaoxian?

He threw himself into the puddle with excitement: "The trail has no father and no mother since childhood. It was the master who pulled me up. But today, Uncle Shi is the reborn parent of the trail. Even if he is his dog, he is also willing."

This is allegiance.

This uncle has a high level of seniority, there are people in the middle of the DPRK, and he has good relations with His Royal Highness, and he can still ask for rain. He is clever and unpredictable. He is really happy to be his dog.

"..."

"Your words, Your Majesty has your words!"

Under this heavy rain, a voice broke the harmony here.

But I saw an **** coming up in the rain, as if he had fallen into the soup, but he said with a throat: "Your Majesty has a word of mouth, His Royal Highness, Prince Xin, and immediately go into the palace to see it, no mistake."

In the voice ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ mixed with heavy breathing, obviously running quickly.

Zhu Hou took pleasure.

He enjoys the feeling now.

There is a sense of accomplishment. This time, no one seems to regard him as a child, so he let the heavy rain pour on his body, and he would like to enjoy Master Yang and Master Wang kneeling at their feet for a while and praise their feelings.

In the past, any summoning of the father and emperor gave Zhu Houzhao a feeling of guilty conscience.

But today ...

He held his head high, his chest straight, and his male spirit was as if he had won a triumphant general, and his voice was slightly enthusiastic and authentic: "Old man, let's go, enter the palace!"

When the car drove out of the East Palace, he saw the streets in the distance. It seemed that there were many people in the dark. Zhu Houzhao lifted the curtain and heard the boiling and noise in the distance. Although he did not know what they were shouting, he could guess. Out some.

He smiled from the heart, this feeling can only be dreamed in a dream.