In early winter, the Forbidden City is covered with fog and the air is filled with biting cold.

Before dawn, the morning bell had already ringed, and in this huge Forbidden City, many eunuchs appeared in the temple prison, and began to clear the fallen leaves after late autumn.

The lamp was lit early in Kunning Palace. Empress Xia got up early, but she was not used to getting up early, but her Majesty disappeared. Empress Zhang left the pass, so the prince was supervised, and the palace became an orphan and widowed mother.

Queen Xia couldn't think about it, thinking that she was talking again today, and got up early, and asked someone to bring Zhu Zaiyao to dress and wash him.

Since he has become the prince of the regent, he can no longer be a child.

Perhaps the same age, but the eyes that people see are different. Without His Majesty in the Forbidden City, the Crown Prince is now the backbone of the world and is the place to temporarily maintain the country.

The more this happened, Queen Xia could feel this heavier, which even made her feel a little breathless.

Zhu Zaiyao was just woken up, his eyes were sleepy, and in this bedroom where countless charcoal fires were added and warm as spring, Empress Xia personally dressed him in costumes, and under the small costumes, she covered a child who could not even open his eyes.

But he is no longer a child, he is the prince of the Ming Dynasty.

Queen Xia looked at Zhu Zaiyao wearing a small liangguan. Seeing that he still couldn't open his eyes, she squatted down, revealing a gentle smile, and said softly: "Yao'er, it's time to wake up. If she goes to Chongwen Hall later and lets the masters see Yao'er like this, she would be unhappy."

"But I still want to sleep again." Zhu Zaiyao leaned down, rubbed his eyes, and the childish voice had a bit of coquettishness.

Empress Xia was both angry and funny. She pursed her red lips and said, "Your Highness must work hard to learn skills and learn to grow up. Have you forgotten that your Highness is guarding this family on behalf of your father? Now your Highness is the head of the family. How can the head of the family stay in bed?"

"Oh." Zhu Zaiyao had to barely stand up, hold his hands behind his back, and finally regained his appearance as a little adult. Then, as if he had remembered something, he began to feel depressed again and said quietly: "But I don't want to talk."

Empress Xia frowned and said kindly: "Your Highness, don't say that. Masters should talk about great principles, teach the way of governing the country, and the classics of national history. These are what Your Highness should learn. If your father is not here, shouldn't you share his worries? And learn more skills so that you can succeed to the great throne in the future, right?"

Empress Xia said these words very unavoidably. The Ming Dynasty's inheritance system was already perfect, so she was not worried that it would be arousing imagination. Zhu Zaiyao was the prince, so he just wanted to learn the art of emperors, and there was nothing secret about it.

What's more, when Empress Dowager Zhang was in the palace, she said this every day. Even when His Majesty had not left the palace, she always touched Zhu Zaiyao's head and said that Yao'er was going to grow up. When you grow up, you will be the emperor and I will be the general. Queen Xia has no worries now.

Zhu Zaiyao's little face was full of frustration. He lowered his head and said indifferently: "It's not that my son-in-law doesn't like to learn these things, but the masters are quite kind. But every time they talk, they always say that Uncle Ye is wrong here and there, and they always say nothing. But the queen of the mother said, Uncle Ye is right? My son-in-law wants to argue, but he can't argue them. Sometimes he also thinks, maybe Uncle Ye is really wrong."

It would be fine if Zhu Zaiyao said this without any intention, but Empress Xia was so shocked that she was so shocked.

A layer of haze suddenly appeared in her heart. Her eyes that were still loving, but now she became more suspicious. She suddenly arose and stared at Zhu Zaiyao and said, "Who did you say it?"

"Master Zhu, Master Zhao and others said this." Zhu Zaiyao thought for a while and added: "Master Li said this too."

It would be fine if only a few Hanlins said a few words. When Empress Xia heard Master Li, she naturally knew that what she was talking about was Li Dongyang, and her face suddenly changed.

Empress Xia showed a stern look and looked at Zhu Zaiyao seriously and said, "Your Highness, don't believe these stupid words."

"Ah." Zhu Zaiyao looked up, looked at Empress Xia with a stern face, and said, "But Erchen... Erchen thinks what they said makes sense."

"Nonsense." Queen Xia scolded sternly. She gritted her silver teeth, her face became more and more serious, and she said, "Son, my son, you are still a child..."

Zhu Zaiyao thrust his chest and interrupted, "Just now, my mother said that my son was going to grow up."

Empress Xia was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, and said, "Don't interrupt, you... Oh, my son, you have to remember one thing. The mother is a woman, and it is not right or wrong, but I need to tell you, the son, the father is missing now, and in this huge palace, there are you, my mother and son. The son is young, what is this called? This is called the suspicion of the Lord, do you know?"

Zhu Zaiyao seemed to understand but didn't understand. He was stunned for a moment, and finally nodded.

Empress Xia knew that he didn't understand very much, so she naturally had to explain the truth clearly. She looked cold and continued, "But what if your father really had something to do? Prince, who would this world belong to?"

Zhu Zaiyao said as if he was in a deep thought: "If the father is in case, it will naturally be..."

"Wrong." Empress Xia said seriously: "Rules are dead, but people live. The rules of the Ming Dynasty and the laws of the ancestors do, but people's hearts are unpredictable. The mother told you that the Lord was young and the country was doubtful. What if someone wanted to make a contribution? Someone had a wrong idea? The emperor was rich in the world. How many people were moved? What if someone was so excited about it? What if someone was a pretext for His Highness to welcome the vassal king into the palace? How many people wanted to follow the dragon? How many people wanted to be the great heroes to welcome the new emperor? They protected His Highness to overcome the great throne. This is a law and is natural, so this is not called merit. But if they welcomed people who should not be in the world into the palace, this is called following the dragon. It is a great merit. Who can control such temptation?"

Zhu Zaiyao looked at Empress Xia in surprise. This was the first time he had seen Empress Xia so seriously.
Chapter completed!