Xia Xun and Xiao Qianyue stewed with Zhu You, the prince of Zhou, for two days and gave up.
They found that this prince of Zhou is a pure drama fan, he not only likes acting, but also likes to write plays, often does not care about his identity as the prince of the world, and a group of excellent and famous literati mixed together, pondering some scripts, and then rehearsing and staging with great interest, there is no other hobby, on him, it is difficult to do anything, at most he does this to lose his identity as a son of the world, which is a great crime The two of them turned to follow their concubine Zhu Youjiao, Zhu Youjia is really a superlative, this little prince is just eighteen years old this year, probably because of overnutrition, he was born tall and big, and he had pimples on his face.
His hobbies consist of only three things: drinking, fighting, and getting laid.
The reason why he talks about getting laid, instead of playing with women, is because this little prince likes more than just women.
He did almost the same thing every day, left the palace in the morning, gathered a class of gentlemen, went to the famous restaurant in the city, and drank in the goulan, until the afternoon, and then began to wander around the city, causing trouble everywhere, this prince has a benefit, not to oppress people as a prince, and when he caused trouble, he and another group of scoundrels who were annoyed, and the gentlemen found a secluded street and alley, and began to fight, look at his skills, he really followed the famous teacher to practice, and his fist and foot kung fu quite a little foundation.
After beating others to the point that his nose is blue and swollen or being beaten by others, the little prince will start to feel refreshed, and his next meal of wine will begin.
On the first day that Xia Xun and Xiao Qianyue followed him, they found that he went to a Goolan Courtyard at night and watched a play of the White Snake making Xu Xian, which was basically the prototype of the White Snake Legend in later generations.
Although the white snake is the story of the West Lake, it was originally a legend that originated in Tangyin, Henan, the white snake spirit was rescued from the mouth of the black eagle by an old man in Xujiagou Village on the shore of the Qi River, and the white snake was married to Xu Xian, a shepherd boy of the Xu family, in order to repay the Xu family's life-saving grace.
After marriage, she often used herbal medicine to treat the villagers, so that the incense of the nearby "Jinshan Temple" was cold, and the "Jinshan Temple" elder "Fahai Monk", the reincarnation of the Black Eagle, was greatly annoyed, and was determined to put the "White Lady" to death After watching the play, Zhu Youjia dispersed the various gangsters, and Xu Xian, the White Lady, and Xiaoqing entered the room together, Xia Xun and Xiao Qianyue almost thought that this little prince was the same as his brother, and he was also a petty bourgeois young man who liked to study opera.
I closed one eye and looked in from the crack in the tile, only to find that there was a goblin fight inside, and the little prince and Xu Xian, the White Lady, and Xiaoqing were "fighting" in one place.
At that time, few women appeared on the stage, and the roles were all played by men, and the four men rolled together, which was really ugly, and made Xia Xun disgusting, Xiao Qianyue watched it with relish, until Xia Xun signaled, and then reluctantly left with him.
The next day, the life of the little prince was not much different from the first day, he still drank and fought, but he didn't look for a play at night, but went to the Qinglou, what was surprising was that his criteria for finding women were very different from men, he didn't care much about looks, only looked for big breasts, this night, the little prince was in the Qinglou for a long time, this time even Xiao Qianyue didn't like to watch it.
However, Xia Xun and Xiao Qianyue noticed one thing, he will definitely go back to the palace at night, whether he is drunk or soft after the romance, he will definitely go back to the palace and never spend the night outside On the third day, Xia Xun and Xiao Qianyue stayed in a small hotel opposite the widow's door.
This widow is in her thirties, and she can be Zhu Youjiao's mother when she is two years older, and I don't know if this little prince has a mother-love plot, but I like her.
Xia Xun glanced at Xiao Qianyue, and said boredly: "I'm afraid that after three more years, this little prince will still live like this, he will not make big mistakes, and small mistakes will continue, how can we sue him for the crime of weathering?"
Xiao Qianyue said with a smile: "If you want to add sin, there is no word" Xia Xun frowned and said, "You have a way" Xiao Qianyue's heart froze, and then she remembered that Xia Xun was her top boss, and she hid from him what she was doing, I was afraid that it would make him unhappy, and now Xiao Qianyue didn't dare to rely on Luo Lishi's favor There was no one in his eyes, not to mention, he knew that in Luo Lishi's heart, the person in front of him was much more important than himself.
Xiao Qianyue hurriedly said: "The humble post also came up with a specific method yesterday, and discussed it with Han Lao, he also thinks it is feasible, and now he has inquired about the specific news, and after the humble post is planning to go back, he will go to Han Mofang to listen to his news, and then report it to the adults after it is confirmed." ” Xia Xun said: "This little prince is like this today, we don't have to stay here, let's go back, talk as we go." ” "Yes" Before Xiao Qianyue left the household with him, she said as she walked: "I asked Han Lao to check, this little prince is not completely ignorant of his ordinary behavior, and King Zhou is not completely ignorant of it, so he often scolds him, and once beat him up, because of this, the little prince does not dare to spend the night outside the palace, but the relationship between father and son has become extremely bad."
Zhu Youjia and his brother-in-law also did not get along, because King Zhou had always compared him with the prince, so he was very hostile to the prince.
The meaning of humility is to use this Zhu Youjiao to catch him a handle, as long as he says that King Zhou intends to rebel, this is evidence. ” When Xia Xun heard this, his body shook suddenly, and he stood up suddenly, Xiao Qianyue looked at him strangely and said, "My lord, what's wrong with you?"
"Oh, nothing."
The shocked look on Xia Xun's face slowly faded, and he asked, "Sue his father with his son, he is willing" Xiao Qianyue smiled confidently: "Li Lingzhi is dizzy, why is he unwilling?"
This night, Xia Xun stood in the atrium at night, unable to sleep for a long time.
His mind was messed up and he thought about a lot of things.
He always thought that he had inexplicably returned to this era, and that what he had played was just an insignificant role, that it was enough to marry a wife, have children, live happily, and live a peaceful life.
But when Xiao Qianyue confidently told Xia Xun about his plan, he was stunned.
He didn't remember that the other princes were arrested by Zhu Yunwen on any trumped-up charges, but he remembered the matter of King Zhou, who was falsely accused by his disobedient and unfilial son of plotting rebellion and was stripped of the prince and arrested and returned to Beijing, but at the moment, this matter was clearly planned by Yu Jinyiwei, and he was one of the executors.
He began to realize that he was not an insignificant passer-by of his time, that he had intervened in too many things and changed the fate of many people.
If he hadn't been sent to Hangzhou, Yu Huang had been rescued by the Yan Guan, and Yu Qian could have been born safely If he hadn't saved Xie Jin, the chief editor of the Yongle Canon and the first cabinet chief minister of the Yongle Dynasty would have been replaced, no, no, if the Yan Wangfu had not been preserved under his intervention, maybe King Yan would have been blown up and killed, and where would the Yongle prosperous era come from "Everything in the future, everything I know, is fundamentally out of my creation, otherwise it would have been a completely different history beyond recognition, I am not experiencing history, I am making history" Xia Xun was confused for a while: "No, even if my guess is true, then, just like Yu Qian, what I affect is only his life and death, his future development and achievements, and still stem from his own efforts; I changed the life and death of Jin and Yan Wang, their future path, they also came out on their own, I don't have my existence in the history I know, is it because I have been influencing others in this way, and creating this era through those people, or is my influence just so far, so what will I be like in the future and do I have a future Xia Xun was really confused, and he was very excited to realize that many people and many things in this era were due to his influence and intervention, which left a heavy mark in the annals of history.
However, he searched his intestines and scraped his stomach, and he couldn't find the existence of Yang Xu in his memory, so he couldn't help but feel a little worried about his unpredictable future.
Xia Xun smiled bitterly, no one else knew his future, and Zhu Yunwen didn't know that with his strong strength, he would fail to cut the domain; The king of Yan in Beiping, who was feeling humiliated and resentful, did not know that one day he would be able to become the emperor; Xie Jin, who went to Lanzhou to be a secretary of the company, didn't know that he would leave a precious cultural feast for all mankind, and he didn't know that in a few years, he would become the first assistant of the Ming Dynasty above ten thousand people under one person, but the problem was that they didn't know anything about the future.
Unlike him, he knows the future development and the future fate of many people, but he knows nothing about his own future.
This kind of ignorance in the midst of knowledge is obviously a kind of torment compared to the complete ignorance of others.
Who I am in history If I can influence history, can I change the history I know, with more glory and less regrets Xia Xun is happy, worried, excited, depressed, a heart is up and down, all kinds of thoughts come and go in the bottom of his heart, and he doesn't accurately grasp anything in the end, he only faintly feels: If his guess is true, then there are likely to be many deeds in the history books in the future, which are from his Xia Xun's handwriting This made him look forward to and excited, and there was a slight regret: if he could travel back to the modern era, take the history book and brag to his classmates, saying that someone's fate changed because of me, and that such and such a historical event was due to my intervention or planning, how many classes of flowers and police flowers would have to be attracted, and the ox fork could not be blown, such as a brocade night walk, Xia Xun was thinking, Xiao Qianyue rushed back excitedly, and said excitedly: "My lord, Han Lao has inquired and understood, we can act tomorrow" To be continued: