The next morning, before dawn.

Zhu Ying will wake up.

At the gate of the courtyard, several guards were already waiting on horseback.

When Zhu Ying was taken out, he saw an old acquaintance, Song Zhong, the pacification envoy of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

"Fu Song, why do you need to come here for such a small matter?" Zhu Ying asked with a smile.

When Song Zhong saw Zhu Ying, he didn't dare to sit on the horse, and quickly got off the horse and said, "Mr. Zhu, you are too polite. I just happen to have nothing to do."

"I saw this errand yesterday, and it happened to be related to Master Zhu. I think he is an acquaintance. I am afraid that my subordinates do not know the rules and offend Master Zhu."

Zhu Ying had no idea that this job was a great opportunity in Song Zhong's eyes.

As Jiang Li's confidant, Song Zhong was also aware of some secret matters.

Although there are many doubts about Zhu Ying's identity, these are not what he needs to consider.

The current Jinyiwei, except for Your Majesty, has a bad relationship with the Crown Prince Zhu Yunwen.

During his communication with Jiang Li, Song Zhong felt that the future of the Jinyiwei might depend on Zhu Ying.

If it weren’t for Jiang Lin who often went to the teahouse with His Majesty.

This task is not Song Zhong's turn at all.

It was a little dark at the moment, but Zhu Ying could clearly see Song Zhong's respect for him, with a humble smile on his face.

Is the old man so powerful?

This thought flashed through Zhu Ying's mind.

He is a businessman.

Today's businessmen, especially in the capital of the Ming Dynasty, are in an extremely low status.

But he didn't feel anything.

Perhaps it has something to do with Prince Yan. After all, the teahouse business belongs to Prince Yan.

In the eyes of many people, he should be under the command of Prince Yan and have some background in the capital. Who would dare to offend Prince Yan?

Even so, when he opened a teahouse in the capital, he could be considered to have had smooth sailing.

I have never encountered any incidents like the Five Cities Military Inspection Team coming to my house for inspection.

Other businessmen don't have as easy a life as he does.

No difficulties were encountered, including those faced by some noble families who were delivering breakfast.

However, in Zhu Ying's opinion, the main person on the Jinyiwei side is still the old man.

"Mr. Zhu, we have to leave early, please come in."

After some polite exchanges, Song Zhong pointed to the carriage beside him and said with a smile.

Zhu Ying looked at the carriage and replied, "Song Zhenfu, do you have any extra horses? I haven't ridden a horse for a long time and I feel itchy."

Zhu Ying didn't really like riding in a carriage. The feeling of riding a horse was what he felt most comfortable with.

Earlier on the grassland, he particularly liked the feeling of thousands of horses galloping.

When Song Zhong heard this, his eyes lit up and he waved his hand.

The Jinyiwei behind immediately led over a tall, white horse without any stray hairs.

As Jiang Li's confidant, Song Zhong naturally knew a lot about Zhu Ying's background.

So when I came, I had my horse ready.

Sure enough, it came in handy at this time.

Zhu Ying took the reins. As someone who had had a lot of experience with horses, he knew that this was a top-quality warhorse that had been carefully raised and tamed very well.

Sensing the approach of a stranger, the white horse moved unusually.

Song Zhong was still a little nervous, but Zhu Ying just stepped forward and comforted him twice, and he immediately calmed down.

As Zhu Ying climbed onto his horse, many Jinyiwei followed him.

After getting breakfast at the teahouse, we headed straight towards the Xiaoling Mausoleum.

Xiaoling Mausoleum is the burial site of King Yu Huai.

The sacrifices at the imperial mausoleum were all held in a separate high temple and were presided over by the Shrine Supervisor.

The incense table has been set up in the courtyard of the temple.

Liu Rixin was waiting with several Imperial Observatory staff members.

"I wonder who Your Majesty has arranged to come here." Liu Rixin asked with some confusion.

I waited for a long time yesterday, but what I got was an imperial decree ordering the suspension of sacrifices.

The decree arranged for someone to come and participate in the sacrifice today, but strangely, the name of the person was not mentioned.

In Liu Rixin's opinion, it must be a member of the royal family.

Although not as good as Your Majesty, it should be able to have some effect.

"We don't know either." The officials of the Imperial Observatory shook their heads.

The Imperial Observatory did not participate in court affairs, and apart from studying astronomy and geography, it knew basically nothing else.

"I hope everything goes well." Liu Rixin sighed.

Liu Rixin knew that he didn't have much time left, so during this period of time, he went out to survey and make plans during the day.

I write furiously when I have time in the evening.

The officials of the Imperial Observatory and Liu Rixin were in the same industry.

Liu Rixin, who inherited the art from his predecessor, actually did not have much communication with his peers.

After all, in the current Ming Dynasty, it is normal to treasure one's own things.

But Liu Rixin was surprised to find that such a situation did not occur in the Imperial Observatory.

After only a few days of brief exchanges, he was deeply touched by the good learning atmosphere in the Imperial Observatory.

Under Zhu Yuanzhang's cultivation, the sectarian views of the Imperial Observatory almost disappeared.

Many schools of thought began to merge and develop, and the knowledge of metaphysics collided here to create a lot of sparks.

Even though Liu Rixin has a long heritage, he is also touched by many new ideas.

Now Liu Rixin suddenly doesn’t want to die anymore.

Metaphysics and numerology were his lifelong pursuits, and he had been learning from his father since he was old enough to understand.

He was gifted with intelligence and comprehension since childhood. Before he was forty, he was already known as a semi-immortal.

However, learning never ends.

This is especially true when it comes to metaphysics.

The more proficient you become, the more profound it becomes.

Liu Rixin was touched and didn't want to take all these skills to the underworld.

Therefore, he thought of writing a book to pass down all he had learned and thought, and send it to the Imperial Observatory for promotion and development.

“I hope you can give me a little more time so that I can write more.”

Liu Rixin sighed absentmindedly.

Writing a book is not something that can be completed in a few days or even ten days.

Even if it was just editing, he felt that it would take at least several years to pass on this skill completely.

Because of the influence of Zhu Yuanzhang, he had never had this plan before.

"I can only write as much as I can."

Just as Liu Rixin was sighing, a sound came from the front yard, which brought Liu Rixin back to his senses.

"The person appointed by His Majesty has arrived. Let's go and greet him." said an official from the Imperial Observatory nearby.

In front of the temple,

Zhu Ying felt a little embarrassed. He thought these people might have mistaken him.

When he just came out, a eunuch dressed in the uniform of the Shrine Supervisor came to greet him.

Seeing Zhu Ying hesitated, and then seeing Song Zhong, he bowed and said, "Greetings, Your Highness. The incense table in the temple has been properly set up. I wonder if we can start the sacrifice."

Zhu Ying quickly explained: "I am not His Highness, but a merchant. Your Excellency has made a mistake. I came here to offer sacrifices."

Zhu Ying pointed at the breakfast brought by the servants at the back and said.

This eunuch from the Shrine was quite old, probably in his sixties.

Hearing this, he looked at Zhu Ying in confusion.

He looked at Zhu Ying's face and felt it was very familiar. He remembered that he had definitely seen her when he was in the palace.

If not the emperor's grandson, who else could it be?

At this moment, Liu Rixin and officials from the Imperial Observatory came out to greet them.