Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

"Second brother, why didn't dad summon us at Jinshen Palace? If not, then Fengtian Palace will do."

Zhu Li tugged on the ribbon on his body and held the crown on his head.

He likes this Gunmian very much, but it is not very convenient to move around after putting it on.

In comparison, Zhu 㭎 envied his second brother. The same Gun Mian wore by Zhu Xiang did not have these worries. The second brother was tall and strong, and his steps were steady and even, and he was much more dignified than his thin and frail figure.

"Third brother, what are you thinking? Can Fengtian Temple be opened casually?"

Zhu Xi was disdainful, and then became a little strange:

"But it does not make sense that today's call is not in Jinshen Hall."

Zhu 㭎 looked sideways, and could see that Mianqi didn't move much when the second brother was talking, and still looked stable, which made him envious.

In fact, Zhu Rui himself knows that what he just said is unrealistic.

In addition to the harem, the most notable features of Yingtian Mansion's palace are the three halls.

The southernmost and largest Fengtian Hall, the northernmost Jinshen Hall, and the Huagai Hall located in the middle of the two halls.

The most majestic among them is the Fengtian Hall. Standing here, you can face the Fengtian Gate and Wulong Bridge. From near to far on the left are the Wen Tower and the Imperial Ancestral Temple. On the right are the Wu Tower and the Sheji Altar. The largest, tallest and most magnificent hall is , so it is not a big meeting and a major ceremony, but a hundred officials congratulating each other.

The Jinshen Hall is smaller in comparison but is also the most frequently used. It is where the emperor gives banquets, congratulates students, has banquets, and discusses secret matters.

The Huagai Hall really had no impression on the two brothers. After all, this hall was the smallest, and it was often the father who would change his clothes again when preparing to go to Fengtian Hall to participate in ceremonies or court meetings.

What will happen if dad summons them to Huagai Palace now?

It can't be that my mother embroidered new uniforms for my father and asked them to help me take a look.

With some thoughts in mind, the two brothers passed by the Qianqing Palace and climbed up the long steps. What appeared in front of them was the Jinshen Palace.

Recalling that on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month a month ago, everyone in the palace gathered here for a banquet, and then followed his father to the imperial city gate tower to watch the fireworks and enjoy the people together. Zhu Xi couldn't help but take a second look.

Although he still doesn’t know why he was called back by his father this time, for Zhu Ping, this New Year celebration is definitely the best comfort for him in the past three years. He also seems to understand some of the reasons why his father summoned the painter. Draw a family portrait.

With a long sigh in their hearts, but no expression on their faces, they walked around the empty Jinshen Hall, and the Huagai Hall was already in sight. However, the two brothers also knew that the main entrances of the three main halls were all facing south. If they wanted to enter the hall, they would still need to bypass the Huagai Hall. Only then can you reach the main entrance.

When walking around, because the Huagai Hall was not big, the two brothers could clearly hear the slightly casual conversations in the hall.

"Brother Xu Da will leave tomorrow? Have you decided? You won't rest for three months and let Dr. Dai do it again..."

This was the voice of their father that they were most familiar with. The two brothers also recognized the voice that followed as General Xu Da:

"Your Majesty, although the war in Beiping has taken a break, the remnants of the remnants may commit crimes again at any time. I still have to supervise the Shanhaiwei affairs."

"And there is no reason to just let Can Yuan be arrogant? I still need to gather my sons to retaliate while taking advantage of the season. It will be too late to go north tomorrow."

Dad actually wants to discuss matters here? The two brothers murmured in their hearts, and then stepped up their pace. When they turned the corner, they heard two more voices they had never heard before:

"How is Mr. Luo's journey to the East going?"

"I still only have a clue or two, but since His Majesty has given orders... I just hope I can get something from today. Can Master Daoyan give me some advice?"

"When it comes to writing articles, a poor monk still needs to ask Mr. Luo for advice. How can anyone dare to teach him? I just want to say that since the Tang Dynasty, there have been countless Buddhist monks who traveled eastward, so they also have many records of folklore and strange things. If Mr. Luo will tell you everything he needs."

"In this case, I need to thank Master Daoyan first."

"It doesn't matter, I'm following His Majesty's order for the Ming Dynasty. I just hope that Mr. Luo's biography of the Three Kingdoms will be able to allow a poor monk to take a look at it."

As I turned around and saw the main entrance, I could no longer hear this conversation, but the two brothers couldn't help but look at each other:

"What the two of them just said has never been heard before. Could it be that the secret meeting of the Huagai Palace reported by the Duke of the Capital is true?"

Zhu 㭎 wiped the thin sweat from his forehead and muttered:

"Why do you need to take care of so much? You won't naturally know when you go in?"

After saying that, the two brothers ran towards the main door and walked in. Then they raised their hands and lowered their heads regardless of whether they were guilty or not:

"My son, the counselor, is late. I hope dad will forgive me!"

As soon as the words were spoken, everything was silent, and the two brothers suddenly felt a sudden shock in their hearts, but then they heard the familiar voice of the fourth child:

"Second brother and third brother, you guys...are you going to visit your ancestors later?"

Then came the voice of the elder brother who was holding back his laughter:

"It's not too late. It's because I was so impatient that I came early."

Hearing this, the two of them looked up and saw their father with a sullen face. Looking to the side, several brothers had already fallen down laughing, and their mother was also here. She was also covering her mouth, and her eyes were full of smiles. meaning.

Looking at the side, there are ministers of civil and military affairs, doctors, fortune tellers, monks and officials, as well as the imperial guards who have been reorganized into religious sects. What are these various people trying to discuss here?

But no matter what they discussed, I'm afraid it had nothing to do with the solemn atmosphere that the two brothers had guessed before. The only best explanation is that the two of them were wearing formal clothes. For example, General Xu simply wore a regular uniform.

"Just keep your clothes on."

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hands helplessly:

"It's because I didn't tell you in detail before... Forget it, you'll know later."

"Take off the tassels on your head, it's tiring to wear."

After following what his father said, the two sat down and found that the chairs here were arranged in a semicircle, and the center was... an ordinary screen?

Zhu Biao saw the obvious confusion on the faces of his two younger brothers, shook his head and smiled:

"Just wait, don't be scared later."

Zhu Yu sat on the chair and let out a long breath, sweat dripped from his forehead, and said unconvinced:

"What are you talking about, brother? What can happen here? Even if my father announces that my second brother and I will lead the army to destroy the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty, we will never frown!"

Zhu Chong didn't say anything, but also nodded.

We are already sitting here, and the matter of breaking the sky is nothing more than the affairs of the Ming Dynasty, what can be scary?

While the two brothers were mumbling in their hearts, in the former prime minister's mansion in Yecheng, Liu Xie pulled a clear smile in front of the bronze mirror.

Ever since Fu Shou helped him make up his mind that night before the New Year, he went to find his uncle in private for a heart-to-heart talk between the uncle and nephew.

Since then, Liu Xie has quite calmly regarded his uncle as his right-hand man and led all the affairs in Yecheng.

After this, Liu Xie felt that the dark cloud that had been hanging over his head since the sixth year of Zhongping had finally dissipated.