Countless palace attendants first groomed themselves and tidied up their appearance. Then they went about their own business and began to decorate this solemn Forbidden City, which was about to be opened to the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, and a great court meeting would be held in the Fengtian Hall.
Qianqing Palace, Xinuang Pavilion.
Miao Miao sandalwood slowly rises from the incense burner made entirely of Hetian jade, lingering in the room.
The curtains of the dragon bed were still closed, but the golden bell hanging on the curtains suddenly jingled.
The bastard who had been guarding the door for a long time waved his hand first, then bowed and led a young eunuch, wearing only white socks without shoes, to the dragon bed on the carpet.
He first opened the curtain, then knelt beside the bed, took the warm but not very warm tea from the little eunuch's hands, and you could feel the heat in your mouth, but it was definitely not scalding your mouth, and held it up high.
"call!"
Zhu Yunxi was dressed in white clothes, with his hair disheveled. He leaned against the bedside of the dragon bed, took over and blew the tea leaves on it subconsciously, and then took a big sip.
"Gululu!"
The thick and fragrant tea rolled in his mouth.
"Long live my Lord!" The bastard once again raised a spittoon and brought it to Zhu Yunxi's mouth.
The latter spit the mouthwash into the spittoon, opened his mouth again and drank the remaining tea in one gulp.
The fresh aroma and sweetness of the tea come from the aftertaste after entering the mouth. The strong tea is so bitter when you first enter the mouth that you will not feel sleepy at all!
Zhu Yunxi slowly opened his eyes, "What time is it?"
"It's already the third quarter of the Yin hour when we return to the emperor!" Wang Bashi said, handing over the hot towel.
Zhu Yunxi wiped his head and face carefully, feeling the comfort brought by the towel, but at the same time he sighed in his heart.
It's only 3:45, which is the prime time for bars in later generations to just start, supper is not over, KTV is drinking and talking, and various clubs.
But now, he, the emperor, is about to get up.
Not only did he, the emperor, have to get up, but all the civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty were already queuing up outside the Meridian Gate.
This is the rule set by the old man. The first and fifteenth day of every month is the imperial meeting, and it will be held even if the sky falls.
Sometimes Zhu Yunxi lamented that the reason why the Ming Dynasty had many inconspicuous emperors in history was also related to the Ming Dynasty's ancestral system that was somewhat contrary to human nature.
The emperor is also a human being, who wants to crawl out of the warm bed?
In addition to the big court meeting on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, according to the old man's rules, there are three morning, noon and evening meetings every day. These three court meetings are when the emperor privately meets with the courtiers of the core party to discuss military and state affairs. When the old man was in power, basically these three meetings every day All the dynasties are held together.
The old man is a workaholic and paranoid. These characteristics of his come from his deep desire for success and his poor background. He also wants to lead by example and set an example for officials all over the world.
But his children and grandchildren...
Take Zhu Yunxi, for example, he has simplified the court meetings a lot during the old man's time. When the old man went to court, even in the morning on ordinary days, he not only had to inquire about military and state affairs, but even involved in civil lawsuits.
Sometimes the parties involved were called to the palace and the case was settled in front of the civil and military officials of the court.
Why did you steal someone's cow?
Which official bullied you?
Why don't you farm well at home? Wait, wait, etc.
Zhu Yunxi valued efficiency more, while the old man valued rituals and rules.
Just when his mind was still confused and he seemed to have not yet woken up, breakfast was already placed on the dining table outside.
The Great Chao Festival requires strenuous work, and you need to eat well first.
As soon as Zhu Yunxi was at the table, Pu Wuyong, the foreman, came in carrying a carved ivory food box.
"Long live my lord, this is what the queen asked your slave to bring to you!"
As he spoke, the food box was opened, revealing golden and oily pie, thick and fragrant tofu and egg custard, and a bowl of stewed lion's head at the bottom.
"Is it all made by the queen herself?" Zhu Yunxi ordered the food on the dining table, and the eunuch put the food on it.
"Back to Long Live Lord, these are all made by the Empress. I heard that the Empress got up very early just to make breakfast for you!" Pu Wuyong said with a smile.
"Um!"
Zhu Yunxi nodded and took a bite of the pie, which was the home-cooked taste he liked.
The so-called homely taste is the flavor of soy sauce mixed with chopped green onion. The crust of the pie is slightly burnt, but the filling is extremely smooth in the mouth.
"Did someone send it from Qianqing Palace, or did you go and get it?" Zhu Yunxi took another bite and asked casually.
"The Empress sent someone to pass the message, and the servant hurried over to get it, jogging all the way for fear of getting cold!" Pu Wuyong bowed and smiled.
"Have you eaten from the Queen's side?" Zhu Yunxi asked casually again.
Pu Wuyong bowed and said with a smile, "Maybe not yet. Every day, the Queen waits for the Crown Prince to get up and have a meal together!"
Suddenly, Zhu Yunxi paused with his chopsticks, "The prince hasn't gotten up yet?"
"I took a look from a distance. The people on the prince's side said that the prince is sleeping soundly!" Pu Wuyong said with a smile, "I also heard that the prince sleeps until midnight every day..."
Suddenly, while he was speaking, the bastard behind Zhu Yunxi lowered his head slightly, with a playful and sarcastic smile on his lips.
Pu Wuyong was still laughing without realizing it, "As the old saying goes, the better a boy sleeps, the stronger his body will be in the future..."
As he spoke, he seemed to have a premonition that he had said something he shouldn't have said.
Zhu Yunxi stopped with his chopsticks and turned around and said, "Chenshi? I remember that he was about to start studying at Wenhua Hall at 3:00am?"
"This..." Pu Wuyong lowered his head, full of fear.
It was six forty-five on the third quarter of Maozheng, and the great scholars of Wenhua Palace began to teach the prince.
In other words, Liu Jin stays in bed every day and never gets up on time.
"Smelly boy!" Zhu Yunxi thought to himself, continued to eat an elephant-eye bun, and said, "Go and pass the order and ask the prince to go to court with me!"
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"Quick, prepare a dress for the master!"
In Kunning Palace, Zhao Ning'er quickly walked into Liujin's bedroom while instructing the palace attendants.
The chubby six-pound man was sleeping soundly with his arms wrapped around the quilt. His mouth was bright, as if he had dreamed of something interesting, and he still had a smile on his face.
"Get up!" Zhao Ning'er pushed the six pounds and said with a frown, "Get up quickly!"
"My son, please sleep for a while! My ancestor said..."
Liu Jin turned over and muttered, habitually using the old man as an excuse.
But he didn't expect that the next second, he would feel a sharp pain in his lower body.
He sat up immediately with a sound, covering his thighs and grinning.
"Your father sent a message, asking you to attend the court meeting with him!" Zhao Ning'er pinched a six-pound thigh. She felt distressed when she saw him in pain, but she still had a straight face, "Get up and wash up quickly, don't delay. time!"
As he said that, he couldn't help but pick up the six pounds.
"I'm not going!" The six-pound calf kicked wildly and tears came out, "I want to sleep..."
"Hold it back!" Zhao Ning'er stared at him, "If you howl again, I will pinch you."
"I want to tell my ancestor..."
Zhao Ning'er said nothing and continued to stare at Liu Jin, who was so frightened that he swallowed all his unspoken words.
"Meiliang Liang!" Zhao Ning'er ordered while dressing Liu Jin, "Find out the bright yellow satin-patterned dragon robe that the prince just made."
"My slave obeys the order!"
Mei Liangliang quickly agreed, trotting towards the side hall, waving Fuchen, and whispered to the maids and maids, "Hurry up, show kindness to the Crown Prince, hurry up!"
At this time, a ray of morning light completely broke through the early morning clouds and fell on the earth.