When Zhu Jinghong took the bus back to the city, the sun had already set.
After being escorted back to the palace, a group of officials were already waiting to help him get familiar with his appearance.
After the fight, Zhu Jinghong’s body was covered in blood, and there were many stains on his head and face.
"Thirteenth Master, you are back safely. I am worried to death."
Deng An was crying and stood out among a group of eunuchs, and he didn't know who he was. Is it true or false?
Opening his arms and letting everyone change their clothes, Zhu Jinghong said in a deep voice, "I'm not dead yet."
At this time, he was unhappy and had no intention of watching Deng An act.
Deng An immediately stopped talking, while there were eunuchs behind him who were gloating about his misfortune, but did not show it on their faces.
After changing clothes, it was time to wash up. Everyone was very interested in this task and invited Yinglian over.
Lying in the warm water, Zhu Jinghong closed his eyes slightly, and the daytime scenes that were automatically recalled in his mind could not be dismissed no matter how hard he tried to drive them away.
The scenes of fighting, the screams, and the cold shadows of swords and swords seemed to be happening right next to them
This caused Zhu Jinghong's kidney hormones to soar and his whole body to breathe. He also became anxious
At this moment, a hand reached out to his neck. Zhu Jinghong was so shocked that he immediately opened his eyes, grabbed the hand, and then moved forward.
Just hearing the exclamation of "Ah", Yinglian was dragged into the water, and she shouted in panic, "Master Thirteen, it's me"
The fist has reached Yinglian In front of her, luckily Zhu Jinghong defended her in time, otherwise this punch would have killed her.
"This slave is guilty, Lord Thirteen, please spare my life"
"Yinglian, why is it you?"
This was a strange question, Yinglian replied tremblingly, " Thirteenth Master, I am a slave serving you to bathe, have you forgotten?"
Looking at the wet beauty in front of him, with some parts vaguely visible, Zhu Jinghong gradually regained his clarity.
"I just accidentally pulled you in. I didn't hurt you, right?"
"I'm fine with you, no problem," Yinglian replied.
Seeing that Zhu Jinghong was still holding her, Yinglian whispered, "Thirteenth Master, do you want to go out?"
To be honest, Zhu Jinghong was still a little reluctant to let go, but he still let go. But Yinglian, he really doesn't have those thoughts at the moment.
The sound of Yinglian coming out of the water made Yu Hai, who was waiting outside, breathe a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Zhu Jinghong would do something he shouldn't and kill the girl in vain.
"The son of a rich man will not sit down in the hall, that is a wise saying."
After sighing with emotion, and enjoying Yinglian's massage, Zhu Jinghong began to review today's events.
All in all, as long as he paid a little attention to what happened today, all tragedies could have been avoided.
For example, he could bring more people, he could bring the Dragon Guard's standard armor, and he could specially arrange security posts
Every one of them was missed by him and the guards, so that We ended up with this result today.
“If you travel again in the future, be sure to take precautionsOtherwise, he will never go out," Zhu Jinghong whispered to himself.
This time, he was really careless.
After washing up, Zhu Jinghong changed into clean clothes. After dinner, the sun was shining Sunset.
He was really tired from fighting today. He lay down early and finally fell into a deep sleep after finally dispelling his memories.
Time flew by and three days passed in the blink of an eye. Go over.
God gave me face, and the seriously injured guard was carried over, and all the wounded were transferred back to the city.
As long as they rest peacefully and nothing happens later, they can all recover.
The only pity is that the five guards who died in the battle left this world forever.
At this moment, these five guards were put into coffins and parked in the west of the palace. In the side hall, the living guards were guarding here.
Everyone looked sad, feeling very sad for their good brother.
"The Thirteenth Master is here. ”
Wang Jie’s reminder made everyone present stand up. Only the injured were still lying down and sitting because they could not stand up.
When Zhu Jinghong walked into the hall , everyone found that he was wearing a dark blue round-neck robe, which was a mourning robe.
The dignified emperor's legitimate son clearly expressed his condolences to the deceased guards. This was definitely an extra courtesy, which surprised the guards present. .
This Thirteenth Master really treats everyone as a brother.
Recalling that the day before yesterday, Zhu Jinghong took the lead and fought with the enemy. Everyone felt particularly moved by the promise of keeping his promise.
"See the Thirteenth Master"
"No need to be polite, everyone," Zhu Jinghong said calmly.
Looking at everyone, Zhu Jinghong continued, "I came here today to take a last look at them."
This is really the last look, because the coffin will be nailed and transported back to the capital soon. < /p>
Walking around the coffin, remembering the five people who passed away in his heart, Zhu Jinghong signaled the guards to seal the coffin.
The poor bones by the Wuding River are like spring boudoirs. In the dream, their parents, wives, and children are still waiting for them to return home.
"This time, you will send them back and express condolences for me when they arrive in Beijing."
"Yes." Wang Jie replied.
Zhu Jinghong then said, "You also spread the word that everyone they died in the battle was killed in the encirclement and suppression of the White Lotus Sect rebels."
Such a result. , which is good for both living and dead people. Telling the truth will only cause trouble.
"Thank you for your hard work." Zhu Jinghong patted Wang Jie on the shoulder. < /p>
Hard work does not mean that the journey is difficult, but that Wang Jie has to face the family of the deceased. This is a very difficult journey.
Wang Jie looked determined and replied, "Don't worry, Thirteenth Master. "I decided to meet"
Wang Jie didn't know what to say anymore, and then wiped his wet eyes with his sleeve.
The coffin was sealed, and the soldiers guarding the banner lift it out, placed them on the carriage and set off.
Zhu Jinghong walked all the way to the palace gate and watched Wang Jie disappear into the distance.
"Thirteenth Master, Jin Yiwei Li Qianhu wants to see you" Yu Hai came to report.
Jinyiwei is mainly responsible for digging out the White Lotus Sect rebels. Li Wenzhao has not shown up for two days, so coming here today will definitely be fruitful.
Zhu Jinghong did not hesitate, turned around and walked towards the palace.
A few minutes later, Zhu Jinghong summoned Li Wenzhao at a pavilion.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Zhu Jinghong asked calmly.
"Back to Thirteenth Master, we have made great gains this time. We have arrested more than 120 rebels." Li Wenzhao was very excited.
"There are two incense owners among them, and new news has been found out."
"What news?" Zhu Jinghong asked calmly.
"These people seem to be trying to do something in the capital"
"Oh"
Picking up the teacup, Zhu Jinghong said in a deep voice, "This is really true. It's very interesting."
What kind of trouble can be done in the capital city at twelve o'clock?
Stop being ridiculous, the capital city is tightly protected, it's so difficult to make trouble, it's really serious Beizhen Fusi is a hard worker.
But Zhu Jinghong then thought about it. If these thieves find a loophole, it is not impossible to commit a major crime.
Having just suffered a loss at the hands of the White Lotus Sect, Zhu Jinghong did not dare to underestimate these thieves.
Zhu Jinghong stood up and said, "Go to your Qianhu residence. I want to see for myself what these people are planning."
"Thirteenth Master, why don't I surrender this person?" Why bother you to take a trip to bring me here?" Li Wenzhao said with a smile.
"If you arrest so many people, you can't bring them all here," Zhu Jinghong said calmly.
This siege of the White Lotus Sect was nominally coordinated by Zhu Jinghong. He did not want to be blinded while writing the memorial, so he had to be deeply involved in this matter.
"Stop talking nonsense, let's go"
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