Sun Xian asked the young eunuch who played cards with him yesterday to come over.

These little eunuchs all had panda eyes. They wanted to yawn but did not dare to, for fear of offending Emperor Wanli with their embarrassment.

It is not a good idea to play mahjong in front of Emperor Wanli. Except for Sun Xian, who was half-sitting on a shaky stool, the remaining three eunuchs were kneeling on the ground while playing mahjong.

Zhu Changluo was speechless when he saw the little eunuchs kneeling on the ground and stretching their heads on the table to play mahjong. Is playing mahjong enough? But Zhu Changluo wouldn't say it, because this is the way it is in this era. Talking too much would make it look bad. It is said that several

A hundred years later, Empress Dowager Cixi’s car driver would kneel down while driving... It’s so scary to think about it!

Emperor Wanli watched attentively the way Sun Xian and the four of them played mahjong, watching them rubbing tiles, stacking tiles, touching tiles, touching tiles, Kong tiles, and Hu tiles, and felt very itchy in his heart.

Sun Xian and the others had not even fought one round before Emperor Wanli couldn't help but go into battle himself.

An eunuch who was considered by Emperor Wanli to be the worst at playing cards was ordered by Emperor Wanli to start playing cards. Emperor Wanli asked him to carry a chair over.

Emperor Wanli suppressed his nervousness and excitement, his eyes were shining, and he stretched out his hand to count the cards.

"I have understood it. You should play carefully. Otherwise, I will kill you everywhere."

Emperor Wanli was very lucky. The first deck of cards that came up had a concealed kong and two complements. Emperor Wanli almost grinned.

After Emperor Wanli looked at his cards, he finally decided on an idle Dongfeng card and played it directly. Sun Xian was sitting in the next house and saw Emperor Wanli playing an Dongfeng card. The smile on his face froze.

He looked at the three Dongfeng cards in his hand. He was extremely confused, wondering whether he should go for the gong. Zhu Changluo on the side couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene. An old gambler saw a gong that reached his mouth.

But he didn't dare to touch the cards... So Zhu Changluo said: "It's a waste if you don't touch the cards when you have them."

Sun Xian suddenly felt blessed. He stretched out his hand to grab a card, and then took out one of his three east winds and played it out, so as not to let Emperor Wanli see the three east winds in his hand and think too much when he pushed the cards at the end.

After finishing the Dongfeng fight, Sun Xian said: "The slave's Dongfeng is the same as the Emperor's, but the slave's Dongfeng is not as good as the Emperor's Dongfeng." Then he quietly looked at Zhu Changluo with gratitude.

Zhu Changluo watched from the side. After Emperor Wanli played several rounds with Sun Xian and others, Zhu Changluo knew the level of Emperor Wanli.

Emperor Wanli's playing of cards relied entirely on luck, and his playing was completely unorganized. However, he became more and more energetic in playing cards, and from time to time he would ask Zhu Changluo for help outside the court.

"Chang Luo, can you help me see which card is better?"

"Chang Luo, can you help me see what cards I'm still missing?"

"Chang Luo, can you help me see if this card is bad?"

Zhu Changluo acted as a little strategist behind Emperor Wanli. He occasionally watched Sun Xian and the Shang family's cards and talked to Emperor Wanli about them. Emperor Wanli also followed suit. After a few laps, he was very happy and made mistakes several times. The more he played, the more he felt.

This mahjong is interesting.

Zhu Changluo looked at Sun Xian and the other two little eunuchs who were so sleepy that they couldn't help yawning. He also estimated the time and found that it was almost an hour. So Zhu Changluo whispered: "Father, it's time for dinner."

Emperor Wanli raised his head and looked at the sun outside. He really didn't expect that the sun had reached the zenith after sitting for such a while.

Emperor Wanli moved his body and said: "I didn't expect that today's time would pass so quickly. If it wasn't for Chang Luo's reminder, I would have forgotten lunch. I'm really a little hungry now. After this round, you can go back and rest.

Don’t stay up late playing anymore.”

Zhu Changluo heard that Emperor Wanli did not forget to care for his subordinates until the end. Zhu Changluo felt that Emperor Wanli was not that bad after all, but why did the struggle over the country force him to be like that?

When Emperor Wanli and others were finished, Zhu Changluo also said: "Father, please have your meal first, and I will leave first."

However, Emperor Wanli did not let Zhu Changluo go this time. Emperor Wanli said: "Dine with me and talk to me about this mahjong later. This mahjong is really interesting. After playing it all morning, I still feel clear-headed.

Refreshed."

Zhu Changluo said: "Father, playing mahjong is to train people's memory and calculation ability. The mind is always calculating what the cards look like and what cards will come up. This will of course make people's minds smarter the more they use it.

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Emperor Wanli nodded with deep understanding, indicating that this was indeed the case.

When the imperial meal arrived, Emperor Wanli was still reviewing the mistakes he had made in playing mahjong in his mind, and was discussing the tactics of playing cards with his five-year-old eldest son. Zhu Changluo felt extremely proud, as he wanted this effect.

However, in order to continue to stay with Emperor Wanli, Zhu Changluo said: "Father, although this mahjong is very good, playing it for a long time will still hurt your body, and your neck and arms will become stiff and uncomfortable if you sit for a long time. So, my son.

I suggest that my father ask the imperial eunuch to build a chair that he can lean on and cover it with soft cushions so that he can lie down and relieve the pressure on his body when he is tired."

Emperor Wanli's eyes lit up, and he felt that Zhu Changluo's suggestion was a good one, "Yes, Chang Luo should be filial. This method can be used. I will now order the imperial supervisor to build a new chair."

When Zhu Changluo heard Emperor Wanli's praise, he also grinned. This was the effect he wanted. So, under the guidance of Mahjong, Zhu Changluo began to return to Qianqing Palace in a grand manner, and stayed longer than when he was studying before.

The father and son had their first father-son dinner together under the friendship established through mahjong. This scene was seen by all the eunuchs, maids and guards in the Qianqing Palace.

They secretly thought: "The eldest son of the emperor has a holy favor again."

But there are also slaves who have other thoughts, "I want to report to Concubine Zheng immediately!"

How could Zhu Changluo, who had already suffered a loss once, be caught so easily by Concubine Zheng this time?

Now Zhu Changluo has established preliminary trust and friendship with the two big bosses of the Supervisor of Ceremonies. How can these little eunuchs and maids who are snitching send the news out of Qianqing Palace so easily?

Isn't this too underestimated of Chen Ju and Sun Xian?

Just when the little eunuch who had been tipping people off was about to sneak out of Qianqing Palace and go to Changchun Palace to report that Zhu Changluo and Emperor Wanli had dinner together, the people arranged by Sun Xian were already on his radar.

Just when the little eunuch ran to the rockery alleyway of the Gonghouyuan, two big and round eunuchs arranged by Sun Xian blocked him one after the other.

"Let's go, don't let our family use violence. How dare you eat everything while working as an errand in Qianqing Palace?"

The little eunuch was startled. He said in a very stern voice: "I... How can I! Who are you? If you dare to touch me, neither the Emperor nor Concubine Zheng will spare you!"

This burly eunuch is Sun Xian's right-hand man in Dongchang, Yu Zhuang. Although Dongchang is controlled by Zhang Jing and Zhang Cheng, no matter what, Sun Xian is still the eunuch who is also the governor and chief ceremonial supervisor of Dongchang. He has no skills and power.

?

This Yu Zhuang was Sun Xian's die-hard loyalist in Dongchang, and he did the dirty work. Yu Zhuang just grabbed the collar of this little eunuch like an eagle catching a chicken, and took off.

"Huh, I don't know how to appreciate it."
Chapter completed!