The golden sun is reflected by a few golden rice. The red wall is yellow. Only the "An" of the past can be hidden deep in the Forbidden City, which is truly enjoying its own happiness. Although the golden wall is still brilliant and magnificent, the incomparable majesty of its past no longer exists.

Because, through the car window, Hong Xiuquan could not only see the different clothes of men, women, old and young people who were freely entering and leaving the Forbidden City on the Jinshui Bridge in front of him, but also heard the unscrupulous laughter from outside in the earlobe.

What a wild thing!

So, while Hong Xiuquan's brows were locked tightly, he couldn't help but let out such a faint sigh. After this sigh, he couldn't help but start cursing Hong Renxu in his heart.

Since you were the ungrateful dog guy Hong Ren'er, why didn't you "clean up" it for Lian in advance? It was called Lian's place, and it was clearly called Lian's smell of smell of sweat.

"God, before we moved from Tianjing, this place was changed to a place where ordinary people in the Celestial Empire could browse at will. As long as it was Sunday, there would always be many people here. And now the seasons are good, so there are naturally more people coming. Haha, I heard from the guards around Chairman Yang Xiuqing that when Chairman Yang came here for the first time, he caught up with such a crowded place. When he saw the situation, Chairman Yang was afraid that going in would disturb the tourists' interest, so he turned around and returned to Fengtai without even getting off the car."

"Stop talking, I think he is just afraid! He is afraid that someone will put a knife behind him!"

After hearing the accompanying guards talk about Yang Xiuqing, Hong Xiuquan snorted in his heart.

But since the Tianjing Incident, he will no longer say it directly.

The Tianjing Incident that year gave him an extremely profound teaching, that is, there are not many good people around him, and there are even fewer people who can be worthy of his trust. In his opinion, except for his "Princess Wu" and a few sons, even his Lai Wang Niang and Tian Changjin were included, there were not many good birds at all.

Humph, you, Yang Xiuqing, can be guilty, but you have created a beautiful China with one hand, and you are not afraid of your own subjects who are "focused on the public".

Hong Xiuquan, who had thought of turning back now, was angry and waved his hands at the guards in the carriage, "Get out of the car and have fun with the people."

After getting off the car, Hong Xiuquan changed the bad looks that he had always done in recent years, but took out the glory he had when he entered Jinling City again. He solemnly supported the already very straight crown of the Heavenly King on his head, and then adjusted the bright embroidered dragon robe on his body. Then he coughed lightly, took steady steps, and walked towards the bustling crowd.

According to Hong Xiuquan's heart, as long as he, the most noble figure in the world, appears like this, it will inevitably attract the attention of everyone around him. First, countless surprised eyes will be gathered at him, and then, the people who are intimidated must take the initiative to make way for him. Although there is no need to think about the "Long Live" mountain cry and the energetic worship scene, at least his "subjects" dare not really be as tall as him.

Hong Xiu had thought about it all, and he even adjusted the muscles on his face and kept an extremely kind smile, similar to his father's smile. He wanted to walk straight to the highest point of Jinshui Bridge in this posture, where he would temporarily stop, then stand firm in his majestic figure, look around kindly, and wave to all the "subjects" while shouting greetings like "Hello, brothers and sisters".

When the "subjects" responded in unison to his "Good King" he would hold his fists tightly, raise his head high, and make a shocking sound of "serving the people", announcing the end of the "prelude" of the drama "The King and the People are having fun together".

Unfortunately, everything that Hong Xiuquan imagined did not happen.

The appearance of Hong Xiuquan and five or six others did not only attract many gazes, but also attracted a lot of people to stand there and wait and see. But among all these gazes, there could be novelty, doubts, and of course respect, but there was no fear that Hong Xiuquan expected.

"Hey, why did this performer run out without removing his makeup?"

Hong Xiuquan, who was "advanced" towards the highest point of Jinshui Bridge, actually heard such whispers from behind.

The smile on Hong Xiuquan's face became stiffer and stiffer, and his whole body became more and more uncomfortable.

"Oh, it's the King of Heaven. The King of Heaven is also here to visit here? Haha, I should go in and take a look. I was shocked if I didn't see it. When I was in Tianjing, I thought our Heavenly Palace was so grand, but after seeing it, I realized that compared to the things from the Qing Dynasty, we are really not a big deal."

This is the first and only person he met after King Hong Tian met after he stood on the highest point of Jinshui Bridge. Moreover, the expression he showed was not that the "subject" met the extremely supreme king. It was a coincidence between two old acquaintances.

Facing this "old acquaintance" Hong Xiuquan, who was about the same age as him, slapped a big palm fan without thinking. He came to chat with him with sweat and smelled of sweat, kept silent and thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out who he was.

"Haha, Tianwang, you forgot that this is the chef of Tianwang Mansion who liked to eat the food he cooked the most when you were in Tianjing. He has now been transferred to work at the Yushenfang Restaurant in Beihaili."

"Oh, it's Chef Qin." Fortunately, the guards' timely reminded him, Hong Xiuquan finally remembered this person from his memory. He smiled awkwardly, "Haha, you look very good."

"It's all for our blessings. If it were in the past, people like me would have no freedom to enter and exit the royal forbidden area!" Chef Qin waved the big palm fan in his hand towards the utensil behind him with a comfortable look on his face.

"Yes, yes, we all have to thank the Celestial Empire, because only here can we be without distinction between high and low, and we all serve the people. Okay, go and do your own." I have to leave quickly, otherwise we should block our way. Haha, Hong Xiuquanyan dealt with Chef Qin indifferently, and no longer had any kindness to look around, wave to the "subjects" intimately, and hurried into ** with a few guards.

He really couldn't stand on the bridge so much, because he had clearly seen and heard someone began to point fingers at him around, and the meaning was clearly to say, "Oh, it's him, isn't he the king who is messing with himself in Tianjing?"
Chapter completed!