"Yes, I obey your command." The guard bowed hurriedly.
Zhong Mingzheng lowered his head and looked at Eunuch Xi who was kneeling on the ground and trembling with interest. He paused. He squatted in front of Eunuch Xi, wiping the blood off his hands, and smiled at Eunuch Xi who was face-down on the ground: "Why? Do you want to learn to be as loyal and unyielding as your master?"
"I dare not!" Eunuch Xi's voice was sharp and hoarse. It was so harsh that he could not care about anything else. He kowtowed to Zhong Mingzheng like pounding garlic. "I am willing to serve your Highness and serve you like a dog or a horse!"
"Yes, better than your master." Zhong Mingzheng smiled and threw the scarlet handkerchief on the ground. Then he slowly stood up and walked slowly outside the hall, looking at the quiet and solemn palace city in the morning light.
"Your Highness, it's almost dawn." Ling Shi'an followed Zhong Mingzheng and walked slowly to the outside of the Yangxin Palace. Looking at the gray sky outside, Ling Shi'an bowed and walked in front of Zhong Mingzheng. Then he knelt on the ground with a "thump". He said respectfully. "Your Highness, please change your clothes and prepare for the morning court. Long live the emperor!"
"Long live the emperor!" The next second, all the guards outside the Palace of Tranquil Longevity knelt down and bowed.
"Hahaha!" Zhong Mingzheng looked at the crowd of people kneeling in front of him and suddenly laughed out loud.
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June 30, 1934
early morning.
After rushing for two hours, the sky was turning pale, but Zhong Mingwei and his group did not dare to stop to rest, but continued to move forward, they were going to Zhili.
When Kong Wenjie came to the capital to deliver a letter, Fang Zuotang ordered Song Duan to go with him, taking his own letter. The two separated in Zhili. Kong Wenjie went to the capital to inform Zhong Mingwei and Mei Ya, while Song Duan went to meet Fu Zhongtian, the governor of Zhili. This was also Fang Zuotang's careful consideration. This was to leave a way out for Zhong Mingwei and his party. Therefore, after escaping from the capital, Zhong Mingwei and his party hurried to Zhili.
"Master, we are just ahead of Zhili. Shall we find a place to rest?" Pang Yi asked Zhong Mingwei through the carriage door. "We left in a hurry and didn't even have time to change our clothes. I'm afraid Prince Rong has already issued an order to arrest us. We'd better find a place to buy some casual clothes to change into. After all, it's daybreak now."
"Well, let's find a remote village," Zhong Mingwei said, while pulling aside the curtains and looking at the gray sky outside. He paused and asked, "How long will it take to get to the Zhili Governor's Office?"
"Sir, we are traveling day and night, and we will arrive the day after tomorrow," Pang Yi said, "If we can only take the remote paths, we can arrive tomorrow. But we can't take the main road, as it will definitely reveal our whereabouts."
"Got it," Zhong Mingwei nodded, lowered the curtain, turned back to look at Meiya's dry lips, and hurriedly took out the water bag and handed it to Meiya, saying, "Drink something quickly."
"You drink some too." The cool water slid down her throat, and Mei Ya felt much better. She was busy handing the water bag to Zhong Mingwei. After watching Zhong Mingwei drink the water, Mei Ya asked again, "Where does the Zhili Governor Fu Zhongtian come from? Can he be trusted?"
"Fu Zhongtian and Fang Zuotang were both successful candidates in the same imperial examination. They are close friends and both work for the King of Pingxi, so they are absolutely trustworthy," Zhong Mingwei said slowly. As he put away the water bag, he sighed, "The King of Pingxi really has a sharp eye. He arranged Fang Zuotang and Fu Zhongtian in Ningguta and Zhili respectively. It was a great move."
"Yes, Ningguta is an important place on the periphery, and it is also the sphere of influence of the Imperial Guards. In addition, it is also the place where a group of criminals from the past 20 years are exiled. With Fang Zuotang here, he can accumulate strength for the King of Pingxi. Zhili is the gateway to the capital. Any disturbance in the capital cannot be hidden from Zhili. More importantly, no matter which army wants to march into the capital, or whether His Majesty has any movements or orders, they must pass through Zhili," Meiya also nodded, and gently patted Zhong Mingwei's hand and said, "Mingwei, your uncle is really amazing. If he had ascended the throne, I'm afraid his political strategies and wisdom would be better than the current His Majesty."
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