Multiple crimes

Near noon, the carriage finally arrived outside Luoyang city.Seeing that it was almost time, Yan Shuo turned around and slammed his horsewhip on the door frame of the carriage. There was a crisp "snap" and he shouted, "Master! Wake up, we're almost there!"

Before the words were finished, the door curtain was turned, and Yuan Ziyou jumped out of the carriage, wrapped his arms around Yan Shuo's neck, and hung his whole body on Yan Shuo's back.Yan Shuo was so violently thrown by him that he lost his balance and almost fell off the horse. The horse was also pulled by the reins and was frightened.

Stabilizing his figure, he held the rein tightly with one hand to restrain the horse, and pushed Yuan Ziyou's arm away with all his strength with the other. At the same time, he pushed his elbow back sideways, "Master, stop making trouble, you are going to strangle me to death!"

Yuan Ziyou really didn't continue to make trouble, and followed Yan Shuo's strength to fall back into the carriage, turned over and asked, "Are you there? Where are you?"

Forced to get out of bed early in the morning, Yuan Ziyou was sleepy and reluctant.Yan Shuo met and prepared a quilt for him to spread in the carriage so that he could catch up on sleep on the way to Beijing.Unexpectedly, the road was bumpy and the journey was urgent. After a few bumps, Yuan Ziyou regained his energy and lost all sleepiness. On the contrary, he felt that the journey was boring and always wanted to jump out of the car to see the scenery.

Yan Shuo looked back into the carriage, relieved to see that Yuan Ziyou hadn't fallen, and reminded, "We've arrived in Luoyang City. I just told you yesterday that I'm going to Beijing today, and you forgot so soon? Er Zhurong will meet later. Lead the ministers to greet you at the gate of the city, and don't be fooled by others!" While speaking, he saw a group of soldiers in the distance riding towards him.

The soldiers leading the team in front of the carriage turned back to Yuan Ziyou's car at this time, cupped their hands and said, "Your Majesty, Luoyang City is still a few miles away. The soldiers in front are here to pick up Your Majesty and enter the city. The general will personally Lead all the officials to greet His Majesty at the gate of the city." After speaking, he nodded towards Yan Shuo and said, "Brother, please follow me, the general has other arrangements."

Yuan Ziyou raised the curtain and leaned out half of the body from the car door, looking at Yan Shuo, seemingly uneasy.Seeing this, Yan Shuo wanted to give a few more words of advice, but due to the presence of other people, it was inappropriate to say more, and finally he just slightly bent down and said, "Your Majesty, be careful on the road, and this slave will leave first."

Yuan Ziyou didn't speak.Yan Shuo actually called himself His Majesty just now, this title was very strange, and he couldn't react for a while.In a daze, Yan Shuo had followed the officer and soldier.Immediately afterwards, he felt someone jump on the horse and drive on. He thought it was someone sent by Naer Zhurong.

After another half an hour or so, there were gradually voices outside the car window, and it became lively.And Yuan Ziyou lay half-lying in the carriage and was lost in thought, not aware of it at all, until the carriage suddenly stopped and realized that it was the gate of the city.

Some officers and soldiers lifted the curtain and respectfully invited the emperor to get off the car.Yuan Ziyou was very obedient at this time, jumped out of the car with his shoulders on his shoulders, and walked forward without saying a word.

I saw soldiers and officials neatly lined up at the gate of the city.Most of them are generals.There were only a few civil servants in Han Chinese attire who bowed their heads and cowered among the crowd.

Yuan Ziyou suddenly remembered what Yan Shuo had said about Heyin the day before, and a chill ran down his spine.These few civil servants are probably survivors of the iron cavalry slaughter.

For some reason, he suddenly wanted to go back to the palace, to his fiefdom, or at least to Yan Shuo's side.He shouldn't come to Luoyang, shouldn't be the emperor, let alone see Er Zhurong.

However, at this moment, the sound of horseshoes sounded, and the crowd suddenly became commotion.In an instant, the officials on the front right all retreated left and right, and a long and wide road appeared behind them.

Yuan Ziyou raised his head and looked along the passage, and saw a man dressed in military uniform holding the reins, twisting his waist to control the direction, and driving his horse towards him.All the officials on both sides bowed down and saluted with the utmost respect.

Under the backlight, Yuan Ziyou couldn't see the man's face clearly, he only felt that the man had broad shoulders and narrow waist, and his figure was extremely tall.Riding the horse all the way, he first looked around, his eyes swept over the civil and military officials who came out of the city to meet them, and then lowered his eyes to look at the new king who had just got off the carriage.His chin was still raised high, his back was kept upright, and his silver-white armor gleamed under the sun, making him look down on everything and look extremely dignified.

Walking in front of Yuan Ziyou, he stopped the horse with a "wow-", got off the horse, knelt down on one knee and said, "Your Majesty sees you, Zhu Rong."The voice was cold and calm, with a slight chill.

When everyone heard the words, they also knelt down one after another, and shouted loudly in a dark voice, "I wait to see Your Majesty! Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live!"

Ever since Er Zhurong appeared, Yuan Ziyou's eyes were fixed on Er Zhurong and never moved away.There was no expression on his face, but his soul had already flown away, tossing and turning in a daze, just thinking "Er Zhurong...he is Er Zhurong..."

Since the emperor didn't speak, all the officials had to knelt down and could not get up.Er Zhurong was also really patient, kneeling on the ground with his head bowed and motionless.After a long time, seeing that Yuan Ziyou still didn't respond, he raised his head, his eyes collided without avoiding it, and he just chuckled and said, "Your Majesty, don't you ask me to wait for you?"

After being reminded by this, Yuan Ziyou suddenly came back to his senses, looked around at the officials lying on the ground, and hurriedly shouted: "Get up, come in quickly!" He felt a little embarrassed.

Seeing him like this, Er Zhurong knew in his heart that he didn't understand anything, so he smiled again.He didn't make a sound, only one corner of his mouth was raised, which was a bit like a sneer, but in Yuan Ziyou's eyes, it was like a spring breeze.

Just now when we met him at close range, Yuan Ziyou only felt that his skin was extremely white, his eyes were long and narrow, and his two sword eyebrows went straight into the hairline.The lips were thin and moist, adding a touch of softness to his chiseled face.How could such a noble and refined person be related to the lives of more than 2000 people in Heyin?

Here, Er Zhurong didn't know what he was thinking, he got up and waved his hands back, and the accompanying soldiers heard the order and brought a tall brown horse.He reached out his hand to touch the horse's back, turned his head and said: "Your Majesty, please get on the horse and follow the ministers into the palace." He held the rein and handed it to Yuan Ziyou.

Reaching out to take the reins, Yuan Ziyou got on the horse according to his words.He pulled the rein and turned around twice, finally got his posture right, Er Zhurong had already set off on his horse.

"Wait! Wait for me!" Seeing this, Yuan Ziyou shouted loudly, urging his horse to follow in a hurry, "Come with me!"

Er Zhurong turned around and glanced at Yuan Ziyou, then stepped back and walked side by side with him: "It's my negligence, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

"Don't leave me behind, I don't know any of these people."

"Your Majesty was joking. These people are your ministers, and they want to serve you and work hard. I will introduce you to you in the future." He paused, turned his head to face Yuan Ziyou, his eyes Full of fun: "Your Majesty, you are really interesting."

"Huh?" Yuan Ziyou didn't understand what he meant for a while.

Er Zhurong didn't say any more.He turned around with a chuckle, raised his horsewhip and said, "This is already in Luoyang City! There is still a distance from the imperial palace. Since it is the first time for Your Majesty to come to Beijing, it is good to see the scenery of the city along the way."

Luoyang has been the capital of the Northern Wei Dynasty since the reform of Emperor Xiaowen, and it has been the ancient capital of several dynasties, so its prosperity is not ordinary.Yuan Ziyou came to Beijing for the first time as the new king, accompanied by General Zhu Guo, and the guard behind him stretched for two streets.People even flocked to watch, surrounding the whole street three times inward and outer three times.If it weren't for the officers and soldiers in front to open the way, it would be difficult to move forward.

Yuan Ziyou grew up in a fief since he was a child, and he has never traveled far. Apart from his father and king, he is surrounded by servants and maidservants, and Yan Shuo is also there. How has he ever seen such a scene?Carefully following Er Zhurong closely, for fear of accidentally being swept away by the turbulent crowd.

After moving so slowly for more than an hour, the welcoming team finally arrived at the palace.

Er Zhurong drove off all the accompanying officers and soldiers, dismounted and said to Yuan Ziyou: "Your Majesty must be very tired after traveling all the way. I will take your Majesty to the palace to rest." After speaking, he stretched out his hand.

Yuan Ziyou dismounted with his support.The robe was wrinkled and he didn't know how to adjust it. He just stood still and didn't let go.Er Zhurong let him go, and walked forward after leading him.

The imperial palace is the imperial palace, with majestic palaces and golden dragons and pillars.It is indeed the residence of the emperor, and it is many times more magnificent than his own palace.

When passing by the court hall, Er Zhurong raised his hand and pointed and said something, maybe it was about the early court affairs, but Yuan Ziyou didn't hear clearly.It seemed that the excitement on the street just now hadn't passed, and there were noisy human voices buzzing in my ears, like tinnitus, which was very uncomfortable.

The ears are uncomfortable, the head is uncomfortable, and the whole body is uncomfortable.Walking mechanically behind Er Zhurong, Yuan Ziyou only felt dizzy and painful, and his heart was also so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.After a long time, he couldn't bear it anymore, stopped and broke free from Er Zhurong's hand, turned around and shouted: "Yan Shuo! Yan Shuo!" After shouting twice, he realized that Yan Shuo was not by his side.

Er Zhurong was just telling him about his ascension to the throne the next day, when he saw this, he turned around and asked, "Your Majesty is looking for the accompanying servant?"

Yuan Ziyou turned around and nodded.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the minister has already sent someone to pick him up. I think he will be there in a while. Can a living person be lost?" Having said this, he felt that Yuan Ziyou was relying too much on a servant. Very weird.

"Who are you, Yan Shuo?"

Yuan Ziyou followed closely beside him, and seeing him talking sideways to him, his long, straight hair hung down, covering his entire side face, and he reached out to brush his hair in a strange way.

Sensing his touch, Er Zhurong instinctively turned around and took a quick step back, raising his hand to block: "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

Yuan Ziyou put down his hands and looked straight at the other party, not aware of his offense at all.

"Yan Shuo... just like a nanny. When I was a child, she hugged me, combed my hair, dressed me, played with me, and followed me all the time."

Before leaving, Yan Shuo had repeatedly told him that if anyone asked, he would say that he was a servant.Yuan Ziyou was extremely reluctant about this.He lost his biological mother since he was a child, and he has never had any close brothers and sisters. As long as he can remember, he has been accompanied by his "big brother", a guard and playmate.Later, his playmate became a teacher, and taught him to read and write. It was very boring to talk about the truth, but it was much closer than a servant.

But if the word "servant" is not used, Yuan Ziyou doesn't know how to describe it, and Er Zhurong is confused.

"That's a personal servant, not a nanny." At the end he sneered, feeling relieved.

"Since I'm used to serving you since I was a child, let's keep it by my side, so as not to find someone else. The rest of the servants and guards have been arranged by the minister and are ready to be dispatched by His Majesty at any time."

The speaking room has reached the door of the bedroom.All the way in, as expected, the palace maids stood with their heads down, respectful.The wooden tables and chairs were polished, and the crimson bedding embroidered with totems was neatly spread on the dragon bed, which was obviously carefully cleaned and decorated.

Yuan Ziyou didn't look sideways, walked straight to the big and luxurious dragon bed, and sat with his back against the bed post, with his legs stretched out, looking exhausted.

And Er Zhurong has not closed his eyes for several days since he joined the army.He had just cleared up the mess in Heyin overnight, and led the army and Baiguan city gate to meet him early in the morning, so he also felt sleepy at this time.

Finding a chair and sitting on the bedside, he turned his head and signaled the maid to serve tea.

"Your Majesty will live here from now on. If there is anything that needs to be improved, just ask Mr. Liu, and you don't have to look for me. There are still some affairs in the army waiting for my ministers to deal with. I can't stay long. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me. As for the enthronement tomorrow... ..."

"As you arrange, I will follow your orders."

"Since this is the case, Your Majesty need not worry too much."

The maid brought the brewed tea and put it on the table, then stepped back.Er Zhurong felt his mouth was dry, so he stopped talking and picked up the teapot sideways.Just as he was about to pour tea, Yuan Ziyou reached out his hand again as if wanting to brush his hair from the corner of the eye.

Raising his hand abruptly and grabbing his wrist, Er Zhurong frowned slightly this time: "Your Majesty, why are you touching me?"

Er Zhurong's hand was so strong that Yuan Ziyou's wrist hurt from being grabbed by him, but he didn't care: "I can't see your face clearly."

Er Zhurong smiled instead of anger; "What are you doing looking at my face?"

Yuan Ziyou thought for a while, and said seriously, "Because you look good."

Er Zhurong was at a loss for words for a while, and stared at Yuan Ziyou silently.I saw that pair of clear and innocent eyes, staring straight at him, as if urging the next step.

Er Zhurong was shocked.From the very beginning, he felt that the new monarch's words and deeds were weird. At first he thought it was because he hadn't entered the palace for a long time and didn't understand the rules, but now it seems...

Letting go, he stood up slowly, curled the corners of his mouth and said with a strange expression: "Your Majesty, don't be impatient, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

Pausing for a while, seeing that Yuan Ziyou didn't respond, Er Zhurong bowed slightly, turned around and left.When he didn't want to go to the door, a tall man dressed as a servant rushed in head-on, couldn't dodge in time, and bumped into him.