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Chapter 234 The man sleeping in twenty-seven beds

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    It started to snow after nightfall, and the snowflakes became bigger and bigger.

    Soon, the streets and alleys of Beijing, the eaves of the roofs, and the carriage quietly parked at the back gate of Shuntian Mansion were all dyed white.

    ??????? Ni Tuiguan came out dejectedly. Hearing the snoring of the packhorse, he sighed gloomily and got into the carriage.

    The driver raised his whip and the carriage drove out slowly.

    In the carriage, the firewood manager's face was livid. He didn't know whether it was because of the cold or because he was angry after listening to Ni Dahong's story.

    "That's the way it is." Ni Tuiguan put his hands in his sleeves and leaned against the wall of the car, looking like he had been spoiled and said:

    "You fucking guessed it wrong from the beginning. That thing doesn't belong to the children at all. It does. With so many pairs of eyes staring at it, how can the boys of the Lu family hide it?"

    "Isn't it the case with the candidates?" Manager Chai said with a puzzled expression, "Doesn't he have accomplices?"

    He also saw the reaction of the candidates today, and indeed he did not dare to poke this hornet's nest again.  Then he turned his target elsewhere.

    "That's your own business. Even if you beat me to death, you won't interfere" Ni Tuiguan sighed faintly: "I'm tired, and I'm going to take sick leave and go back to my hometown to recuperate"

    "You want to be a deserter?" Manager Chai's expression turned cold when he heard this.

    "You can also say that" Ni Tuiguan glanced at him and said:

    "I advise you to leave Beijing as soon as possible. If there is such a big mess today, Dongchang will definitely be attracted to it."

    "What am I afraid of" Mr. Chai tensed up and swallowed his unsatisfactory words.  After a while he said dejectedly:

    "Then it can't be settled like this. If I go back empty-handed, will I still have a chance to survive?"

    "You have a solid eye." Ni Tuiguan laughed dryly and said:

    "I haven't found it after searching for so long, and I think I can't find it. Anyway, it didn't fall into the hands of the emperor. The account book was burned by fire and flooded. Isn't it because of your words?"

    "Well, this is the only way we can do it" Manager Chai couldn't help but nodded slowly, and suddenly said in frustration: "But what about the King's Seal of Jinghai?"

    "As long as the information is not leaked, you can get away with it. How can a living person be choked to death by urinating?" Ni Dahong is worthy of being a promoter who deals with criminals all day long. He has rich criminal experience, so he warned him:

    "The French and Japanese people don't know that the seal is lost. If you are forging one, why don't you still use it?"

    "You don't understand. There is a secret to that seal. The forgery cannot be hidden by red-haired ghosts and Japanese ghosts." Manager Chai sighed again, curled up in pain and said: "Don't talk about going back to celebrate the New Year. I will never dare to do it in this life."  gone back¡­¡­"

    Ni Dahong sighed helplessly, and the carriage got off when it got home.

    By the time he entered the house, the carriage was driving far away.  A figure wrapped in a white sheet flashed out from the shadow of the wall, and followed the carriage's tracks in the snow, tiptoeing away.

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    It snowed all night and didn't stop until dawn.

    The blue brick floors and gold glazed tiles of the Forbidden City are all covered in white, and the vermilion palace walls are particularly eye-catching.  It reduces the majesty and solemnity in the palace and gives people an elegant and beautiful feeling like a picture scroll.

    Today is the day of the imperial court, and Emperor Longqing, who loves to sleep in, has not gotten up yet. It is quiet inside and outside the Qianqing Palace, except for the sound of the small eunuchs sweeping away the snow.

    Suddenly, a burst of footsteps sounded from the direction of the Qianqing Gate. The young eunuchs followed the sound and saw a big man wearing a white mink winter warm hat, a red python suit, and a white velvet-edged red cloak.  Surrounded by a group of Dongchang stewards wearing round hats, soap boots and brown shirts, they entered the Qianqing Palace with expressionless faces.

    The young eunuchs immediately fell to the ground, not daring to raise their heads to peep.

    Because the person who came was Bingbi, the chief of the ceremonial department, and Feng Bao, the eunuch of the East Factory.  Although he is only the second-ranking eunuch among the eunuchs, he is usually cold, resolute, and unsmiling, so the eunuchs fear him, even more than they fear Eunuch Teng, the chief eunuch.

    Feng Bao walked up to Danqi without squinting, and the eunuch guarding the door opened the palace door hurriedly and silently.

    He then crossed the threshold and entered the hall, while a group of Dongchang stewards stood solemnly outside the hall.

    Two little chamberlains came up to help Eunuch Feng take off his cloak, warm hat, python coat and deerskin warm boots.

    Then she put on a navy blue straight jacket, a black gauze steel fork hat, and black soft-soled cloth shoes.

    This is a habit passed down in the palace for many years. No matter how glamorous the eunuch is outside, as long as he appears in front of the emperor, he must dress and serve like the most ordinary eunuch.

    After changing into this outfit, Feng Bao asked in a low voice: "Master, what happened yesterday?"Where to rest?  "

    "East." The young chamberlain reported softly.

    The so-called east side is Dong Nuan Pavilion.  There are auxiliary halls on the left and right of Qianqing Palace, called Dongnuan Pavilion and Xinuan Pavilion, where the emperor slept.

    At night, the emperor randomly slept on one side, which made it more difficult for the assassin to assassinate.

    But just like that, the Renyin Palace Incident still happened.  Jiajing was so frightened that he moved to Xiyuan and refused to come back until his death.

    After Longqing ascended the throne, despite the persuasion of hundreds of officials, he reluctantly moved back to the Forbidden City and lived in the Qianqing Palace.  But he still had lingering fears about what happened to his father, until Bingbi, the second eunuch of the ceremonial department, and Chen Hong, the eunuch of the imperial eunuch, came up with a good idea for him

    Chen Hong proposed to transform the East and West Nuan Pavilion into two floors, and then divide it into twenty-seven rooms, with beds in each room. The emperor would randomly sleep in any room at night.

    ¡°In this way, even if an assassin goes through all kinds of troubles to get into Qianqing Palace, the multiple-choice question he faces will not be one of two, but one of twenty-seven.

    ??????????????????????????????????????? If you can still guess it right at once, how far must the emperor go to memorize the words?

    When Long Qing heard that Long Yan was delighted, he quickly ordered him to modify it according to the drawings.

    The project was completed in late autumn, and the emperor lived in it for the whole winter

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    The only trouble is that it¡¯s not easy for our own people to find him.

    For example, Feng Bao now has to ask whether the emperor lives in the east or west.

    After the chamberlain told him, he had to go to Dongnuang Pavilion again and find Chen Hong, who was on night shift. Only then did he learn from him that His Majesty slept in the fourth room on the left on the overpass.

    The so-called overpass is the stairs.

    After Chen Hong left his shift, Feng Bao quietly stared at the golden bell hanging on the caisson.

    Waiting and waiting, waiting and waiting, finally the bell rang.

    At this moment, it¡¯s almost three o¡¯clock in the morning.

    He then led two young chamberlains along the overpass to the second floor silently, came to the fourth door on the left mentioned by Chen Hong, and called out softly.

    "Master."

    "Come in." A gentle voice came from inside.

    Feng Bao then gently pushed the door open and went in. He saw the emperor leaning on a large bright yellow pillow and reading a book under the quilt.

    "Master, how did you sleep last night?" Feng Bao asked softly.

    "It's not bad, but I woke up from the cold in the middle of the night." Emperor Longqing was just 30 years old. His face was fair and his mustache was neatly trimmed. But when he just got up, he was inevitably sleepy and his hair was casually hanging behind his head.  .

    "Old Chen's method is good, but there is no earth dragon on the second floor, so it will inevitably freeze the master." Feng Bao took a look at the warm cage that had been extinguished long ago, and quickly asked the young eunuch to open the bronze cage and replace it with the burning charcoal.  pot.

    Because the emperor¡¯s whereabouts could not be exposed, there was no way to add more charcoal in the middle of the night, so there was often no warmth in the bedroom until dawn.

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