Lu Family of Jinling
Since the Southern Song Dynasty, the Lu family had been a large family in Jiangnan. They were the descendants of the famous general Lu Wenhuan.
After the fall of the Song Dynasty, Lu Wenhuan surrendered to the Yuan Dynasty from Lin 'an, and the Lu family began to become officials for generations.
Although Lu Ben was only a minister of Taichang Temple, the Lu family's wealth was not inferior to any family in Jinling City.
After receiving the letter from the Eastern Palace, Lu Daochong's expression darkened.
"How many servants are there in the residence now?”
The butler thought for a moment and said,
"Young Master, about twenty people are fine.”
"Call everyone and follow me to Vermilion Bird Street!”
Not long after, Lu Daochong and the servants of the Lu family quietly appeared in a teahouse.
Lu Daochong chose a private room by the window and stared at the Vermilion Bird Avenue below his feet. He said coldly,
"I'll send you a signal later. Once you see the signal, take action immediately!”
The two servants replied in unison,
"Yes!"
Her married sister had been bullied by her in-laws, so her family naturally had to seek justice.
Even if you are a member of the royal family, that won't do!
At the thought of this, a hint of ruthlessness suddenly appeared between Lu Daochong's brows.
Outside the Meridian Gate was Vermilion Bird Street.
The Vermilion Bird Gate was the main gate of Jinling. It was close to the Imperial City and was located in Jiangnan. It was the well-deserved economic, political, and cultural center of the Ming Dynasty.
Other than that, this was also the only way to enter and exit the Imperial City. There were often high-ranking officials and dignitaries passing through this place.
Vermilion Bird Street was crowded with people, and constables patrolled the streets from time to time.
As soon as they left the Imperial City, the number of pedestrians and vendors on the streets began to increase.
The sound of peddling could be heard all around.
This was also Zhu Xiongying's first time seeing the real Da Ming.
The prosperity of Great Ming had clearly exceeded Zhu Xiong Ying's imagination. This was not a closed empire.
On the contrary, on Vermilion Bird Street, there were not only some Tartars who smelled like sheep.
There were also some perverted people and even some Kunlun slaves locked in cages.
However, no matter who they were, they were all staring at Zhu Xiongying on the white horse with their mouths agape.
On the tall horse sat a little brat who was no more than seven or eight years old.
Moreover, the speed was far beyond everyone's imagination.
As everyone knew, in this era, even the gods could not catch up with the best horses.
Similarly, if a top-grade horse fell, even the King of Hell could not save it.
Now, Erhu was completely dumbfounded.
They only dared to chase after him. No one could guarantee that this grand grandson really knew how to ride a horse.
What if he was riding well now, and when they caught up later, he would be scared and fall instead?
At that time, even if they jumped into the Yellow River, the Dragon King would not be able to save them.
Erhu could only pray that Zhu Xiongying would be able to turn the situation around.
At this moment, a carriage was slowly making its way to the Imperial Palace under the protection of a few guards.
It was Jiang Du's princess Zhu Jinxuan's carriage.
Lan Yu rode a horse in front of the carriage and opened the way, humming a tune.
He looked like he was not to be trifled with.
When the surrounding peddlers saw the blue jade, they immediately retreated.
Even some of the peddlers had no choice but to quickly close their stalls, afraid that they would offend the Duke of Liang.
Actually, Lan Yu was also helpless.
This was the only way for generals to survive since ancient times.
Ever since Baiqi, all the wargods in China had been like this without exception.
Only by dominating the market could the emperor fully trust them.
Because only when the people hated them could their lives truly be in the hands of the Emperor!
At this moment.
Lu Daochong, who was in the teahouse, recognized Zhu Jinxuan's carriage at a glance.
She didn't see who was in front of the carriage.
Lu Daochong immediately threw the teacup in his hand into the back alley of the teahouse.
At this moment, a white horse suddenly appeared in front of the carriage. Lan Yu found this horse familiar.
A moment later, the white horse neighed.
Zhu Xiongying jumped down from the white horse.
"Granduncle!"
Lan Yu's face was filled with shock.
"Grand Sun?"
It was only at this moment that Lan Yu finally reacted.
Wasn't this white horse given to Zhu Yuanzhang after he went north to the desert?
This horse's temper was very fierce. At that time, it almost hurt Zhu Yuanzhang.
Now, he had been tamed by Zhu Xiongying.
Zhu Jinxuan, who was in the carriage, immediately poked her head out of the carriage when she heard Zhu Xiongying's voice.
"Imperial Brother!"
Only at this moment did Lan Yu come back to her senses. She had forgotten to bow to Zhu Xiong Ying.
"This subject Lan Yu greets Grand Sun!"
After all, they were relatives of the Emperor. Lan Yu cupped his hands slightly, which could be considered a bow. The surrounding bodyguards dismounted one after another and knelt on the ground.
He listened to the shouts of Qiansui downstairs.
Lu Daochong's heart suddenly thumped.
"This is bad! Call them back!"
Lu Daochong shouted at the dumbfounded butler.
Unfortunately, the sound of frightened horses could already be heard from the alley.
A moment later, a completely out of control carriage charged towards Lan Yu and Zhu Xiongying…
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