Zhu Di was immediately furious: "Why the hell are you swearing? Who taught you? Why don't you learn it well at a young age?"
Zhu Zhanji was timid, lowered his head and said: "Yes...yes..."
Zhu Di calmed down his temper, touched his head and said, "Okay, I'll spare you this once."
At this time, Zhu Gaochi had already arrived with the people from the East Palace and others after hearing the news. Zhu Gaochi felt very uneasy, wondering why his father came here suddenly.
When he saw Zhu Di from a distance, he limped forward quickly, prostrated himself in the tunnel and said, "I have seen my father."
Zhu Di held Zhu Zhanji's hand, his face turned cold: "What were you doing just now?"
Zhu Gaochi said: "My son is listening to the masters teaching Confucian classics."
Zhu Di said coldly: "I feel very comfortable."
"My son will die." Zhu Gaochi responded with sincerity and fear.
Zhu Di said: "Your son is going to starve to death by you, and you don't care about the body of the emperor and grandson?"
"Ah..." Zhu Gaochi was surprised, and then he quickly lowered his head: "My sin is unforgivable..."
Zhu Di glared at him: "The prince does not necessarily need to listen to Confucian classics. Yang Shiqi said it very well. He should read more of the memorials of Emperor Wen Jing of the Han Dynasty and compare them with the "Book of Han"."
Zhu Gaochi said: "My son and I are incompetent. If I let my father worry too much, I will die..."
Zhu Di said with a straight face: "Tomorrow I will order someone to make a copy of the reviewed memorial and send it to the East Palace. You can read more and study hard."
Zhu Gaochi looked surprised, even a little panicked.
"What are you still doing?"
"Yes, yes, I obey your orders."
Zhu Di took Zhu Zhanji in his arms and walked away.
Zhu Gaochi was still kneeling on the spot, dumbfounded.
Queen Xu spun two feet of yarn herself.
Seeing that it was getting late, Zhu Di urged Queen Xu to leave quickly.
Empress Xu held Mrs. Zhang's hand with a smile and said many words: "It's a pity that the palace cannot be at ease. It can't produce so many spinning machines like the East Palace. After some time, I will come again."
Once you go back and forth, you will become familiar with this new spinning machine. Practice makes perfect."
Zhang said, neither humble nor arrogant: "My mother has learned very quickly. If I have time, I will sew some clothes for my mother and send them to the palace. I am afraid that my father and my mother will not like them."
"How could you not like it?" Empress Xu said happily: "You can just send it and I will teach your majesty to wear it every day."
Zhu Di looked like he couldn't stand it: "Come on, why are you talking so much?"
Zhu Gaochi stood aside with his hands down, not daring to express his anger.
When Empress Xu left, she couldn't help but hug Zhu Zhanji and touch his face. Tears welled up in her eyes and she kept telling her: "Don't starve yourself. No matter how hungry you are, don't starve yourself. Do you know? What are you doing?"
I missed your grandpa and grandma, so I told your mother and concubine to teach her to take you into the palace..."
Zhu Zhanji responded.
Zhu Di put his hands behind his back and had a sullen face all the way. When he returned to the palace, Queen Xu looked a little tired, but she gave Zhu Di a meaningful look and said, "Your Majesty, we have a good daughter-in-law."
Zhu Di nodded with a look of relief: "There is also a good saint grandson!"
Empress Xu could not tell how relieved she was, and Zhu Di said gently: "Okay, your body still needs to be recuperated, so go and rest first."
Empress Xu seemed to understand that Zhu Di had other things to do, so she set off to the bedroom.
The side hall suddenly became quiet.
Zhu Di just sat steadily, and the expression on his face began to flicker.
His eyes gradually changed from gentle to as solid as ice, and there was a hint of the edge of a sword unsheathed between his eyes.
"Someone's coming!"
Yishiha stepped forward, bowed and said, "My servant is here."
Zhu Di tapped his fingers on the imperial case to beat the beat. He groaned and the beat became faster and faster.
After a long time, he slowly said: "Firstly: Zhang Anshi, the younger brother of the Crown Princess... inherited from his uncle, this son... has a good sister, not to mention that he heard that his father died early, so it's time for him to get some rain and dew."
Yi Shiha said respectfully: "I remember this, slave."
The beat of Zhu Di's tapping became more and more rapid, even with an uneasy feeling: "Hua Bu Le... take this person immediately and send him to Beizhen Fusi without interrogation. Tell Ji Gang and give me a good treatment."
Castrate him several times and then execute him in the spring of next year!"
When Yi Shiha heard this, his legs tightened and he suddenly felt a pain like a phantom limb.
Yi Shiha said: "I obey the order."
Zhu Di immediately added: "Third: The Wanshou Festival is in two days. Let's make it more lively. Especially remember to summon Zhang Anshi to the palace. This boy... I used to think he was extremely hateful, but now I think about it. No matter how bad he is, there is still a punishment department.
Are those brats in the prison bad?"
After a pause, he continued: "His sister, the Crown Princess, is sensible and knows justice. I will use the Wanshou Banquet to help the Crown Princess discipline this boy. He should be rewarded and punished.
Don’t end up like Zhu Yong, Qiu Song and other guys who are as bold and do all kinds of bad things!”
"yes."
Not long after, a miserable scream suddenly came from outside the palace, but it was the voice of Hua BuLe: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty... I am unjustly accused, so unjustly... Your Majesty... spare your life."
Zhu Di just sat curled up on the throne, wrapped in long sleeves, and turned a deaf ear to this.
………………
Zhang family.
In the early morning, Yang Shiqi came here as usual.
With the mood of going to the grave, he did not start teaching immediately.
It's not because he is negligent about his responsibilities, but because he knows very well that his student is still fast asleep in all likelihood.
So as usual, he arrived at the study first, where Deng Jian had already started drinking morning tea in a tacit understanding.
"Good morning, Mr. Yang."
"good."
"The tea has been heated for you, please."
Yang Shiqi nodded and sat down.
Blowing hot tea, we started our daily chat.
Astronomy, geography, inside and outside the court, this scholar and eunuch chatted about everything.
This is not because the two people have a good temperament, but if they don't talk, they can only play in the mud and count ants.
"I heard that Your Majesty went to the East Palace yesterday?"
"Yes, we were shocked when we saw Your Majesty coming."
"I don't know..."
"Don't ask about this. We don't dare to say these things. Talking nonsense will lose your head." Deng Jian took a sip of tea and said again: "Let's say something we can say."
Yang Shiqi nodded and said: "Last time, I asked Eunuch Deng to inquire about it. Is there any news about it?"
"You mean Guo Degan?"
"Exactly." Yang Shiqi sighed: "This Guo Degan dragon has never seen its end. I received his favor and all I wanted was to be able to come and thank him. But...it's embarrassing to say that I have never met my benefactor."
Deng Jiandao: "Who is Guo Degan? We really haven't found out. He comes and goes without a trace. He is really a master. These days, I always hear you saying good things about him, and we are thinking about it."
I muttered, thinking that if I could meet him once, it would be enough to comfort me for the rest of my life."
Yang Shiqi couldn't help but sigh, disappointment flashed in his eyes.
"In a few days, our young master will enter the palace. Our thoughts now should be on him."
"When I mentioned him, I felt very worried. Somehow he had become more calm and calm in the past few days, but after only a few days, he was back to his old ways. If His Majesty knew that he was so unsatisfactory, I'm afraid he would be angry. Sigh.
…I don’t know what kind of thunderous wrath I will suffer when I enter the palace to celebrate my birthday. Once His Majesty is angry, if he angers His Highness the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess again..."
Yang Shiqi couldn't help but sigh again, with a sad look on his face.
He is really not optimistic about Zhang Anshi, this... what the hell...
He has taught countless students. No matter where he goes, those students are eager to learn knowledge, because knowledge is precious and no one is so negligent about knowledge.
Zhang Anshi was so lucky. He was a relative of the Tian family, the prince doted on him, and the princess only had a brother like him.
Just such a person, as long as he makes a little progress or is normal, he will be rich and wealthy in this life.
But now it seems... this person's temperament is similar to that of many dandy relatives in the past dynasties, and sooner or later he will cause trouble.
Just as he was talking, someone outside sang: "There is an imperial edict!"
As soon as he heard the word imperial edict, Yang Shiqi's hands trembled, and the hot tea poured out and sprinkled on his hands.
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