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At noon the next day, Li Weizheng's mansion suddenly became lively. Li Fu, the housekeeper from his hometown, finally arrived in the capital and brought three servants and two chefs. They came to make the deserted mansion lively the first thing they did. Li Fu was originally surnamed Wang and was also from the capital. When he was ten years old, he fled to Linhuai County due to war and was adopted by Li Weizheng's grandfather at the time. Since then, he has worked in the Li family for nearly forty years and has been loyal to the Li family. This time Li Wei was buying a house in the capital, and Li Yuanwai asked him to take care of his son.

This time, Li Fu brought two carriages. Mr. Li was afraid that the price of the capital was too expensive, so he brought rice, noodles, oil, tea and other items, which were enough for them to eat for a year. For this reason, he was specially levied as a merchant when entering the city gate.

Bags of rice and flour, buckets of oil tea were piled up in front of the steps like a hill. In addition, there were more than thirty beds of bedding made with new cotton and topped cotton cloth. Everyone started to carry items since the morning and had been busy for an hour before finishing it. Li Wei was exhausted and sat on a bag of rice and gasped. Qianqian took Uncle Afu to arrange a room for the servant. At this time, Uncle Afu's wife, Aunt Yan, who was in charge of the kitchen of the Li family, came over with a smile, holding a letter in her hand.

"Young Master, this is your letter, and it was given to you by the eldest daughter of the Ye family."

Li Wei was stunned. He didn't understand why Aunt Yan had Zi Tong's letter. He took the letter in a daze. He didn't know that Aunt Yan had a sister, Ye Zi Tong's wet nurse, who had been living in the old house of the Ye family. This letter was brought by Ye Zi Tong to her wet nurse.

Li Weizheng was confused for only a moment. He took the letter happily, smiled embarrassedly, turned around and ran to his room. Aunt Yan looked at Li Weizheng's back and shook his head lovingly. Li Weizheng's mother was in poor health. Li Weizheng was almost raised by her since childhood. She had no son and only two daughters. Therefore, she almost treated Li Weizheng as her son. Seeing that his face was smiling, she knew that Dalang was getting along with the eldest girl of the Ye family. In her opinion, as long as the two liked each other, nothing else was important.

Li Wei was running into his room. He had gone to Ye Mansion several times these days, spending money to bribe the janitor and inquire whether Zi Tong had arrived in Beijing. However, his family told him that the eldest lady was still in her hometown and had not yet entered Beijing. Li Wei was about to go there again after lunch, and Zi Tong's news arrived.

The noon sun shone on his happy face. He opened the letter and Zi Tong's slightly ethereal handwriting appeared in front of him:

‘Dalang, I have been home for half a month. I have written to you every day, but I haven’t sent it. Writing to you has become my greatest joy every day, as if you are sitting next to me and listening to my long-winded narrative. For some reason, I missed my childhood during this period. Yesterday, I saw a group of children fighting under the old pear tree. I remembered an interesting thing that happened under the old pear tree when we were young. I remember that I picked the largest pear on the tree, gnawed it clean, and pointed the pear core at your forehead and smashed it. Hehehe! You were crying at that time. This was the only time I beat you in a fight, and I was deeply impressed.

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Alas! It has been more than ten years in a flash. I wonder if we will have the chance to fight in the future. I think there should be one. You bad guy always likes to bully me. You bullied me since you were a child and you also bullied me in Baoding. Speaking of Baoding, yesterday my father wrote a letter home and asked me to go to Beijing. When I wrote this letter to you, I was packing up my things. It probably should be there in two or three days. I really want you to come to me, but I am afraid that my father will be angry. If you meet, things will be a problem. Or you can write to me, let's make an appointment, and you will hide the letter there. Then I let the maid come out to pick it up. Alas! I remembered that I have never been to the home in Beijing yet, and I don't know where to hide the letter. Or at the afternoon of July 28th, I will be at the back door of my house (there should be a back door!), and I will let the maid wait for you there.

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'July 28th', Li Wei suddenly realized that it was today? Now there is only a quarter of an hour left. He shouted and pulled his feet out. He happened to meet Qianqian in the yard. When Qianqian saw him running like flying, she couldn't help but shout: "Brother, what happened?"

"There is an urgent matter in the yamen to go back!" His voice was already ten feet away.

Li Wei was turning over and galloping towards Ye's mansion. The Ye's mansion was north-facing, near the Sanpailou near Jinchuan Gate. It was just afternoon. There were many pedestrians on the street. He ran all the way and shouted, "Give me aside and perform official duties!"

The pedestrians on the road were so scared that they dodged to both sides. He ran all the way. It originally took two quarters of an hour, but he arrived in a quarter of an hour. He rushed to the back door of the Ye family, sweating profusely. He saw a little maid about to leave from a distance, and seemed to hear the sound of horse hooves, looking at this side.

Li Wei was turning over and dismounting, running to her and panting, "May I ask... are you... Zi Tong's maid?"

"Are you Mr. Li?" The maid seemed very clever. Seeing that there was no one around, she immediately whispered: "The master is getting angry with a lady. He locked her in the house and was not allowed to go out. He also sent someone to watch it. The second lady is not allowed to go out either. The master was ruthless this time and wanted to beat the lady. Thanks to the old lady stopping her, the lady said that she could not write a letter without paper and pen. She asked me to give you this, which she had just learned."

As he said that, the maid handed a sack to Li Weizheng. The thread on the sack was tilted and the word "Purple Boy" was embroidered in the lower right corner. Li Weizheng took it and carefully put it in his arms. He asked again: "When did your lady arrive in Beijing? What else do she have to say to me?"

"Miss went to Beijing last night. She also told you not to go to the master these days, and wait until the master calms down."

After the maid said that, she was about to leave in a panic, "I have to leave now. The housekeeper saw me just now."

"Wait a minute!" Li Wei was calling her. He took out a few new pencils and a few notebooks of notes from the horse bag and handed them to the maid and said, "You give this to your lady. This is called a 'pencil'. Use a knife to sharpen one end, revealing the black core inside and you can write, just like holding a pen like a chopstick."

He simply took out a sharpened pencil, wrote a sentence on the middle page of the notebook, and handed it to the maid together and said, "What I want to say is inside, please pass it over to the lady."

At this time, he saw a few family members walking not far away, as if they were from Ye's Mansion. He immediately led the horse and left, "Then I'll leave!" He turned over and ran towards the distance.

When the maid saw him walking away, she couldn't help but open the notebook quietly. Ye Zitong also taught her to recognize some words, but the notebook said: "I miss you every day!"

The maid blushed like a persimmon, and quickly put her pen and notebook into her arms, like a thief, lowered her head and ran to the side door in a panic.

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Li Wei was turning to the street, but suddenly found that the street that was still lively just now has martial law. The soldiers were guarding each step and quivered each step, and no one was allowed to approach Jinchuan Gate. Li Wei was very surprised and hurriedly asked the shopkeeper of a shop and said, "What happened?"

"I heard that the three kings have entered the capital. His Royal Highness has just passed by, probably to welcome him."

"Three Kings Entering Beijing?" Li Wei was thinking for a moment, but he suddenly realized that it was necessary that the three Kings of Yan, Jin and Qin had entered Beijing. The three of them entered Beijing, which meant that their reward was about to come.

Li Weizheng returned home along the path with random thoughts. Before he could reach the door, he saw a few horses at the door and several officials in public uniforms standing from afar. It seemed that someone was looking for him. He turned over and dismounted and walked to the door. Two officials walked out of the door. They looked at Li Weizheng, and one official asked, "Are you the Jinyiwei Li Baihu?"

"That's right!"

The official took a document and handed it to him and said, "We are officials of the Ministry of Rites. We are ordered to notify you that you must attend the morning after tomorrow. There are time and precautions for attending the document. In addition, you will report to the Ministry of Rites tomorrow afternoon and you will be etiquette training for you. You must come, do you know?"

Li Wei was taking the document, and he solemnly replied: "I will definitely arrive tomorrow afternoon!"

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In the afternoon, news came from the outer city that King Zhu Rong of Qin, King Zhu Gang of Jin, and King Zhu Di of Yan Zhu Di responded to the imperial edict to enter the capital. Zhu Yuanzhang immediately ordered the crown prince Zhu Biao to lead the six ministers and ministers of the ministers and other hundreds of officials to welcome the three kings to the capital.

In front of Jinchuan Gate, nearly a thousand guards kept the city gate extremely tightly, and ordinary people were not allowed to enter the door from now on. Zhu Biao had already led all officials to wait here. Those who came were his three younger brothers, three vassal kings who held heavy troops and separatisted the other side.

For a long time, Zhu Biao had been unable to understand why his father had to implement the feudal system. As early as the ninth year of Hongwu, the minister Ye Boju wrote to his father to complain: "Qin, Jin, Yan, Qi, Liang, Chu, Wu, and Shu, all the countries of Qin, Jin, Yan, Qi, Liang, Chu, Wu, and Shu, each of them had their own land and enfeoffed them. The city and palace system was second only to the capital of the prince, and was superior to the prosperity of armored soldiers and guards. I am afraid that after several generations, my tail would not be removed, and then I would cut off the land and seize the power, which would arouse his grievances, such as the seven kings of Han and Jin, who either relied on the risk of fighting or raising the people into the court, and even if they were in trouble, they would rise up in times of time and prevent it from reaching the limit."

His words were firm, but the father was furious, as if Ye Boji had hurt his scattered scales. He was furious, "The villain is arrogant, dares to alienate my flesh and blood!" He wanted to shoot him with his own hands, and finally caught him to death in prison.

More than ten years have passed, and the father has not restrained himself, but has become more severe. In the past or two years, he will still have more sons. Does the father really know the rebellion of the seven kingdoms in the first seven kingdoms in the Han Dynasty? He should know, but why did he still have to be crowned kings and leave countless countries in the country for himself? Will he have to learn from Emperor Wen and Jing of Han in the future and reduce the vassals one by one?

Zhu Biao was deeply moved. He knew that his father would also think of such consequences and made various rules and regulations to limit the threats of local vassal kings to the central court. However, his father did not expect that the system was dead, but people were alive. He did not expect that he could not tolerate others sleeping soundly in front of his couch, and could his son tolerate it?

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden commotion at the city gate, and the soldiers dodged to both sides. Hundreds of soldiers surrounded the three princes in sharp clothes and armor and slowly walked up. It was Zhu Biao's three younger brothers, the second brother, the second brother, the king of Qin, Zhu Gang, the third brother, the king of Jin, and the fourth brother, the king of Yan, Zhu Di, and came together.

The three of them obviously also saw their elder brother Zhu Biao, and they all turned over and dismounted, and walked towards them with great strides. The King of Yan walked in front. He immediately knelt down and said, "My brother Zhu Di, please see the crown prince!"

When Zhu Chuang and Zhu Gang saw the King of Yan kneeling, they hesitated for a moment and had no choice but to kneel down, "Brother Zhu Chuang, Zhu Gang meets the crown prince!"

"See you, three brothers, please get up quickly." Zhu Biao hurriedly helped the three of them up and smiled at them: "We brothers haven't seen each other for more than a year. I always hear that you have made meritorious contributions in the border area. I, the eldest brother, also feel glorious on my face."

Zhu Di smiled and said, "Only the head of the country knew that the firewood and rice are expensive. The ones fighting in war are logistics and food. Without the support of the elder brother, we were already thirsty and starved to death on the grassland. Are you right?"

Zhu Chuang and Zhu Gang laughed, 'The fourth brother is right!'

At this time, all the officials came to greet the three kings, and the three kings returned the gifts one by one. After the simple ceremony, Zhu Biao smiled and said, "Father said you have worked hard all the way, and you will go back to your house to rest first, and reward you again the day after tomorrow."

The three kings each had their own houses in the capital. Everyone exchanged a few more greetings and went back to their homes. The palace of the King of Yan was located on Hubu Street. It was a huge house covering an area of ​​100 acres. There were usually several old eunuchs to take care of.

"Your Highness, I find that the prince's health seems to be getting worse and worse."

The person who spoke was Zhu Di's confidant Zhang Yu. When he entered the city, he kept staring at Zhu Biao from afar. Zhu Biao was obviously much thinner than the previous year, and his body looked extremely thin, not like a long life.

Zhu Di glanced at him but didn't say anything. Zhang Yu said a little redundantly. How could he not know his elder brother? Zhang Yu knew that he had made a mistake. He was so scared that he didn't dare to say another word.

After the group entered the mansion, Zhu Di's confidant counselor Yao Guangxiao came up with a smile, clasped his hands and said, "Your Highness has worked hard all the way!"

He had just arrived three days ago and made some preliminary preparations for Zhu Di to return to Beijing. When Zhu Di saw him, he was so excited that he immediately smiled and said, "Master, do you have good news for me?"

"Of course there is good news. Wouldn't your highness take a break first?"

"No need to rest, tell me now."

Zhu Di pulled him into his study impatiently, closed the doors and windows, and asked, "What good news do you think?"
To be continued...