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Stealing the imperial robes is something that cannot be accomplished by one person.

Zhou Chang had no choice but to pull Hongzhi up, but he couldn't explain everything.

When Hongzhi heard about setting a trap for the servants, she thought her young lady might have something wrong with her brain.

Zhou Chang found an excuse, saying that he wanted to see the style of the imperial robes, and then go back to embroider a sachet of the same style for the emperor, which would surely win his heart back.

Even so, Hongzhi still felt that it was a bad idea, but she couldn't persuade Zhou Chang after all, so she could only reluctantly agree to help.

On the sixth day of the fourth month in the thirty-third year of Dalin You'an, the Qing Dynasty was established.

This plane not only has the Qing Festival, but the neighboring country also uses it as an important day for ancestor worship.

The sacrifice was held in the ancestral temple, and the entire palace, inside and outside, should have been prepared in advance. The front court and the rear palace would be ready before dawn, making it both lively and solemn.

But Zhou Chang had no part in all this.

Zhou Chang could only prick up his ears in Bailing Pavilion to listen to the noise outside.

The emperor set out on his journey, the emperor offered sacrifices to heaven, and the emperor returned to the palace.

Zhou Chang felt that she had never cared about someone's whereabouts as much as she did today.

The emperor returned to the palace to rest in the Qianming Palace, and Zhou Chang estimated that the time was about right.

"We've been bored all day, let's go for a walk in the Imperial Garden." Zhou Chang said to Aunt Zhu.

Aunt Zhu looked out the window and said, "My lady, it's getting dark and the wind is strong in the Imperial Garden. It's better not to go there."

"It's okay, Hongzhi, come with me for a walk," Zhou Chang had already put on a dark cloak, "Aunt Zhu will stay. I don't know if the sacrificial fruits will be distributed to the palaces in a while, so someone should take it."

"Yes." Aunt Zhu had no choice but to agree.

Zhou Chang took Hongzhi out of Bailing Pavilion and walked towards the Imperial Garden.

Yesterday, Hongzhi had already inquired in advance that if there were no accidents, the emperor would change out of his royal robes after returning to the Qianming Palace today, and the robes would then be sent back to the Shangyijian.

From the Qianming Palace to the Shangyijian, we passed by several places on the way, but the best place to start must be the Imperial Garden.

Zhou Chang connected the fishing line he had prepared in advance into a long line and tied it to the narrowest path next to the koi pond in the Imperial Garden.

One end was fixed on a stone pillar under the rockery, and the other end was tied under a willow tree, so there was no need to worry about the eunuchs who were delivering the imperial robes to the Shangyi Bureau being tripped.

Zhou Chang hid behind a willow tree, seemingly sitting by the koi pond looking at the scenery. When the eunuch who was delivering the imperial robes tripped, she went up to him and pretended to care, and then passed the robes to him.

On the other hand, Hongzhi didn't need to show up, he just needed to take away the fishing line that tripped the person secretly during the chaos.

Everything was arranged properly. It was already dark and no one passed by. The fishing line was thin and transparent and almost invisible in the dim light. The plan was flawless.

The two of them waited for their opportunity.

I don’t know how long it had been, but when it was completely dark, footsteps suddenly came from far away in the west.

In the dim light, there seemed to be two men, one big and one small, walking slowly towards them, with palace maids following behind them.

Because it was getting late, the palace servants were already holding red lanterns, swaying in the wind.

What's happening here?

That should not be the direction from which the eunuchs came from the Qianming Palace, but the direction from which the harem went to the Imperial Garden.

At this time, generally no one would come to the Imperial Garden to play, not even the concubines, and certainly not men, unless they were eunuchs passing by.

Just as Zhou Chang was about to hide behind the willow tree to check, he heard a faint child's voice coming over: "Ninth brother, can this firework really reach the sky?"

Because the wind was strong in the Imperial Garden, she had to prick up her ears to hear clearly.

"Of course." A young man's voice then came over.

Then the child's excited voice came again, vaguely: "Then I will put this on the top of the rockery, so that it can fly higher."

I don't know which rockery he is talking about. There is more than one in the Imperial Garden. Some of them have pavilions on them. The last time Zhou Chang was still Xiao Lan, he had eavesdropped from the wall below.

There was also the one in front of her, bare, with red branches hiding behind it.

"Keep this for now, play with these first," the young man handed the child something, "When they are lit, you just need to hold them in your hands and draw patterns in the air, and they will sparkle."

"Okay, okay, let's play both." The child's voice was getting closer.

Zhou Chang could hear the sound more and more clearly as the wind blew, but at the same time he became worried and really came over here.

I wanted to find an excuse to stop the two people from coming over here, but what good excuse could I have when I had never met them before?

Just as I was feeling anxious, I saw a boy about twelve or thirteen years old running towards me.

The young man following behind shouted, "Shuo'er, slow down. You've been busy at the festival for most of the day. Aren't you tired?"

"Ninth brother rarely comes to the palace, and he brings me such a good thing. How could he be tired?" The boy said as he came to the foot of the rockery.

Zhou Chang finally vaguely guessed who the boy was from Shen Rui's memory.

This should be Emperor Lin’s youngest son, the twelfth prince Feng Suo.

As for the person called "Ninth Brother" behind him, he should be the ninth prince of Emperor Lin, Prince Yi Zhou Chang.

Even in Shen Rui's memory, he had never seen these two people.

At this moment, Prince Yi Zhou Chang and the eunuchs following him had already come up, and the group stopped on the west side of the rockery.

A eunuch lit a fire, and then fireworks started to burn.

The twelfth prince Feng Suo was so happy that he danced and jumped up and down.

A tall and slender figure stood with his back to the other side and said, "Slow down. This thing is supposed to be set off during the Chinese New Year, but there is also a folk custom of setting off fireworks and firecrackers at night to welcome the ancestors home for dinner, so I'll bring you some fun too."

At this moment, a team of eunuchs came slowly from the direction of the other half of the Qianming Palace. One group of people held vermilion lacquered trays in their hands, while the other group held a long string of red lanterns that swayed with their steps.

It was dark and Zhou Chang couldn't see clearly what was on it, but if nothing unexpected happened, it must be the emperor's changed clothes.

One group of people went from west to east and were on the west side of the rockery. Another group of people automatically went west and were on the east side of the rockery. They could not see each other's way.

If the twelfth prince Feng Shuo and his entourage only play on the west side of the rockery, the impact should not be significant.

Zhou Chang hid behind a willow tree not far away and no one noticed him.

We can only wait for the opportunity.

The eunuchs were getting closer and closer.

The twelfth prince Feng Shuo climbed up the rockery again and insisted on setting off fireworks that shot up into the sky: "Ninth brother, it's okay to set off these. Didn't our father also set them off during the festival in the daytime? We can just set off small ones, it's no problem."

Prince Yi Zhou Chang had no choice but to agree, and ordered the eunuchs behind him: "Forget it, you go up and light the Chongtianhua for the twelfth prince to see."

"Yes." The eunuch agreed and climbed up the rockery.

Zhou Chang looked worriedly for Hongzhi on the other side, but it was too dark around him and he could not see anything clearly.

"Come down, the wind is strong up there, be careful or it might blow you away." Prince Yi Zhou Chang shouted again from below.

Zhou Chang could never see the man's face, but when he got closer, he could hear it clearly.

When Prince Yi Zhou Chang spoke, his voice was low but clear, serious but gentle, which matched Yuan Qi's voice very well.

The twelfth prince Feng Shuo was very obedient. He jumped down from the rockery. As soon as he landed, he shouted loudly: "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up..."

The accompanying eunuch hurriedly lit two more fireworks and handed them to the twelfth prince.

As the wind blew, the fireworks deformed in the air, drawing elliptical circles of light.

The twelfth prince was holding fireworks and drawing circles in the dark, running towards the fishing line.

On the other side, a team of eunuchs delivering imperial robes also walked under the rockery.

Zhou Chang was in a dilemma. "I lose my hair, and you lose your singleness.

I write, you collect. "