Chapter 12 The Prince Who Failed to Revolt
Just after midnight, Zhang Xiaojia quietly arrived at the imperial tomb.
She gently pulled out a few banknotes from her bosom and handed them to Captain Wang beside her. She smiled and said, "Thank you so much for this. Captain Wang, are you interested in becoming a merchant and opening a shop in the town ahead?"
Upon hearing this, Captain Wang just lowered his head and remained silent without responding.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaojia said no more, just smiled slightly, turned around and walked towards the gate of the imperial mausoleum and knocked gently.
The door opened in response, and the person in charge quickly arranged people to lead them to Shouyin Palace.
Upon arrival, the maid in charge said respectfully, "Prince Jing and Princess, on the fifth day of every month, the items needed for the palace will be delivered one by one. Please be sure to copy the Buddhist scriptures for the late emperor."
Zhang Xiaojia pulled the cart and pushed the wheelchair into the hall, and then the door was locked tightly from the outside. He noticed a small window on the door, which was used to deliver food.
Under the bright moonlight, Zhang Xiaojia looked around the palace surrounded by high walls and deep courtyards, feeling its unique tranquility and mystery.
She took out a tinder from her package and lit the candle. In the flickering candlelight, they passed through the prayer hall and came to the back hall.
The rear hall consists of a row of three red brick and green tile houses, with two side rooms on each side, standing quietly in the night.
She placed the cart in the yard and sprinkled the powder on it to prevent people from coming in and stealing the items in her cart.
Pushing He Fei into the room, Zhang Xiaojia lit a candle. The interior decoration of the room was solemn and quiet, yet elegant. There was a large bed, which was carefully crafted from precious wood and carved with intricate patterns, showing dignity and majesty.
There was nothing but a bed, no quilt or gauze curtains, Zhang Xiaojia muttered.
The bedroom is also equipped with dressing tables, desks and other furniture, all of which are of top quality.
But it was empty, nothing on it.
There is an incense burner in the corner of the room
There are luxurious floor-standing crimson gauze lamps in the four corners.
Keep it simple!
Zhang Xiaojia took out a mat and put it on the bed, then carried He Fei to bed and went to sleep. After she lay down, she regretted it. The wooden bed separated her and her body was not used to it.
She got up crying again, took the quilt and put it on the bed, then fell asleep again.
Zhang Xiaojia slept for four full hours before waking up.
She didn't wash and didn't know how to tie her hair, so in the end, both she and He Fei had their hair in high ponytails.
[Jia Jia, the breakfast and lunch meals have been delivered.]
"Wait a moment, I'll get it."
Zhang Xiaojia ran over and put two food boxes in through the small window. He returned to the back hall with the two food boxes and opened them.
Breakfast consists of three steamed buns and a portion of pickled vegetables.
For lunch, I had a serving of stir-fried vegetables, stewed mutton with radish, and two bowls of rice.
My body instinctively wants to overturn the food. What's going on?
Is this what the prince and princess eat?
Zhang Xiaojia put the food box aside and took out the nutrient solution to feed He Fei and himself first.
He asked He Fei to sit in the courtyard and said, "He Fei, I'm going to take a look in the courtyard here."
The two side rooms on the left are the rooms of the eunuch and the palace maids, the one on the far right is the kitchen, and the other is the charcoal fire room. Zhang Xiaojia looked at the charcoal fire inside and felt that he should not be cold in winter.
She pushed the door open and walked down, unexpectedly discovering a cellar. Entering the cellar, she felt a chill, estimating the temperature to be less than ten degrees Celsius. There were several large wells in the cellar. Looking at the inscriptions on the wells, she realized they were used to store food and needed to be closed during the winter.
She carefully checked the mechanism in the cellar, and after walking in, she saw the grain, bacon and salted pork inside at a glance.
Hahahaha, for three years, with the food, bacon, and salted pork in here, she can survive even if she doesn’t go out.
The emperor didn't even tell her why she bought so many things yesterday?
Zhang Xiaojia closed the cellar door.
Go to the cart and see if anyone has come in.
[Jia Jia, no one is coming in. There is a well at three o'clock.]
Zhang Xiaojia hurried to the well, drew a bucket of water, took out a wooden basin, washed his face and brushed his teeth, picked up a steamed bun with pickles and started eating.
"He Fei, I'll clean our room today. Tomorrow I'll go to the front hall to see if there's anything else we can do. In a few days, I'll try to prepare an antidote for you. I'll also try to cook today to see if I have any cooking skills."
He Fei looked at Jia Jia, who was smiling brightly, with a bright look in his eyes, without a trace of gloom, and said lovingly, "Okay, okay."
Zhang Xiaojia took out a stool and sat next to He Fei. "But there's no rush for these. Let me talk to you first. There are a lot of things in the cellar. These are all food prepared by my royal brother."
[Someone was around yesterday. Jiajia, do you have any LSD?]
Zhang Xiaojia calculated the hall in his mind and said, "Not enough. My herbs are not enough for these halls."
He Fei used his mental power to probe the palace and told Jia Jia several weak points.
[This is the last piece of pure land where the emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty have reserved for their sons and grandsons to live in dignity. If anyone truly wishes to cause trouble here, then do so here.]
"The mausoleum guards number approximately 5,000 men, but the actual number is definitely greater. This place is only a little over 100 kilometers away from the imperial palace. Isn't the emperor worried?"
[The Imperial Guards have barracks all around the capital. 40 kilometers east and west of the Mausoleum Guards, there are branch camps of the Privy Council and the Military Virtue Department. If the Mausoleum Guards dare to move without military tokens or imperial edicts, those barracks will destroy them in minutes.]
Zhang Xiaojia took out a military token.
He Fei used his mental power to detect, but was speechless when he asked Cantian.
[Jia Jia, calm down and don't take out the military token. The emperor wants to kill these people! Is he using you as bait?] He Fei said with a grin.
"Of course! He truly loves me, truly doesn't want me to suffer any injustice, and truly has arranged for secret guards to protect me. He's prepared everything we need for this courtyard for the year. As long as I don't go out, nothing will happen. But if I go out, something will definitely happen. As long as I'm wronged and hurt, as the Emperor's only cousin, the Emperor will of course be obliged to uphold justice for me. Otherwise, where is his dignity? Where is his prestige?"
[You are not allowed to go out, or I will lock you up in the dark room when I wake up.] He Fei roared
Zhang Xiaojia lay on his arm and said with a smile, "Don't worry, the emperor won't let me die. Otherwise, it would be so boring. I can go out and have fun every month and beat their private soldiers. Brother He, it's you who is locked up in the small dark room now."
He Fei looked at Jia Jia's eyes, which were filled with fear and anxiety, and suddenly calmed down and thought carefully about the original owner's original personality.
[Jia Jia, the original owner's personality is...]
Zhang Xiaojia laughed in a sly way. "There's no reason for me to be wronged. This county lady only needs to guard the imperial mausoleum for a year. Why should these princes and grandchildren, who have been banished here and can never leave, dare to wrong me? Are you tired of living?"
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