It wasn't because of the hot weather, or why he wanted to move to Xiyuan, but because he overheard his father, the emperor and his mother whispering in Kunning Palace that day, saying that it was time to consider choosing a concubine for him. However, he didn't say anything.
He rushed in and said confidently that he would choose a princess. However, the emperor who always doted on him scolded him and even issued a ban. Except in this small palace, he was not allowed to go anywhere.
He would go anywhere else. He was unhappy because of his mistake, and the troupe didn't cheer him up that day. Only when Zhang Yong came back with a letter saying that Xu Xun wanted firearms did he cheer up a little bit.
"Just give it to him. Go and tell the Ministry of War that you don't want those weapons that you said you couldn't prepare before, and replace them with firearms. As for the gunpowder, let the Gunpowder Bureau allocate it. If anyone refuses, come to me!"
"But Your Highness, according to the rules, if each army has firearms, there must be an internal official in charge of the gunpowder..."
Before Zhang Yong finished speaking, Zhu Houzhao became impatient: "Then pick someone to take charge. Is there any need to ask?"
"What I mean is that I will go in person." Zhang Yong was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhu Houzhao, and he said in a persuasive way, "Your Highness, please think that the vanguard of the government army is the sword in your hands in the future. Let others go, in case there is an ulterior motive.
Is it a deduction or a stumbling block? Besides, the more the people who go are trusted by Your Highness, the more they can stabilize the morale of the troops there..."
"Good on you Zhang Yong!"
Before Zhang Yong finished speaking, he felt a hand suddenly press heavily on his shoulder, and then Zhu Houzhao jumped up happily: "It's OK, it's OK! But you are not allowed to stay there at night.
Come back to me every day to report and talk... Hey, you have to take one or two people with you if you want to go out. I don't believe you can't sneak out if your father isn't paying so much attention! That's right, that's it. Don't be stunned.
Follow me to Zhai Palace!"
He had expected the outcome at first, but Zhang Yong never expected that Zhu Houzhao would be so clever as to think of his job as sneaking out of the palace. He complained secretly for a while, and when Zhu Houzhao walked out happily, he wiped it.
The oily sweat on his forehead suddenly oozed out, and he trotted after him again.
When he arrived at Zhai Palace, he was just waiting outside the door. He heard Zhu Houzhao yelling and Emperor Hongzhi scolding him from time to time. He lowered his head even more, wishing he could pretend that he didn't hear anything. He stood there in silence for half a moment.
At that moment, the bamboo curtain in front of the door moved, and Zhu Hou, who smelled like incense and candles, came out, and he hurriedly greeted him. However, he didn't expect the master to leave him and ignore him at all. He rushed back to Chengqian Palace in anger, and then turned around suddenly. He almost
I never bumped into anyone.
"This is my father's order. You go and get the Ordnance Bureau and the Gunpowder Bureau. From now on, you will be the front guard of the government army." Zhu Houzhao's face was no longer angry, but full of pride.
With a bad smile, he warned me again and again, "Please keep a low profile. This is the central decree. It does not go through the cabinet or the six ministries. It bypasses their deployment. Furthermore, if you want to train firearms, you can do it outside Andingmen."
It’s too ostentatious, my father just said that there is a waste coal yard over there in Xishan, and it would be just right to take people there for training.”
Zhang Yong originally thought that Zhu Houzhao's trip to the Zhai Palace had obviously hit a snag. However, holding the warrant, listening to the appointment, and then facing the arrangement that even the location had been made, he felt that he was a little unable to react.
After a long while, he asked tentatively: "His Highness just said that he wanted to blend in with the small entourage, but after all, Xishan is farther than outside Andingmen..."
"Oh, don't mention it, my father said, drive him away so that I won't be obsessed with leaving the palace!"
Only then did Zhu Houzhao show his unmotivated expression, but he held his head and said angrily: "Obviously they are my people and my soldiers, why are you not allowed to see me? It doesn't matter what the ministers say! Father!"
The emperor only said that since the weather is hot, I can go to the Wenhua Palace every other day instead of every day, but it’s not as uncomfortable for me to be confined in the palace. Father, you really don’t know how hard it is for me to study.
I feel dizzy every morning when I wake up!”
My little ancestor, are you still suffering? On this hot day, Eunuch Gao and the few who studied in the inner library have been working hard all day long to copy your classroom textbooks, and they have to show some scribbles to prevent the lecturers from the East Palace from seeing them.
, that’s really bitter! And, when the emperor was still the prince, he went out to study, that’s really bitter, little ancestor, you have never experienced that kind of situation!
Only Zhang Yong dared to murmur in his heart and never dared to say it out loud. Instead, he smiled and said: "What your Highness said is true, but when it comes to suffering, the Emperor is suffering even more. I don't know what's going on these days. I'm only four years old."
It’s so hot at the beginning of the month, and it’s difficult for the emperor to go to court every day. When the sun comes out, it’s so scorching that it can peel off a person’s skin.”
"That's right, I saw that the bubbles on my father's lips were not healed yet. I persuaded him to stop going to court for a few days, but my father still didn't agree. I was really angry! The same goes for those officials, one by one.
Stick to the rules, what's so good about this court? Didn't I take you to have a sneak peek? Those officials from Honglu Temple stared at them as if they were trying to catch a thief, and all they said were literate words.
It’s useless, it’s a waste of time to toss people around!”
Zhang Yong was just pretending to care about the emperor, but Zhu Houzhao had already cursed the court system. Zhang Yong was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything anymore. When he saw the fruit coming from outside, he had to clean his hands to serve the master.
Er Yongguozi told some gossips and interesting stories about the ruling and opposition parties outside, but Zhu Houzhao's comments were often so superficial that he almost didn't dare to talk anymore.
He said that the officials Ma Wensheng and Jiao Fang fell ill one after another, and Zhu Houzhao casually said that someone in the court had reported illness and resigned, but no one left; he said that there had been more poetry societies in the capital recently, and Zhu Houzhao curled his lips and talked about poetry society articles.
Meetings require money, and those literati usually live in poverty in food and clothing, but they are generous here, which shows that reputation is important. He said that it is popular recently to talk about schoolbags and official biography, and Zhu Houzhao lazily said that there are a lot of loyal ministers and upright officials in the court.
The common people still like to listen to Qingtian, which shows that people today are still more angry than the ancients... In short, at the end, when he saw Zhu Houzhao falling asleep, he suddenly remembered the idea Xu Xun used last year.
"Your Highness, if you really want to rest for a few days, there is nothing you can do. Didn't you get sick last year? During those days of recuperation, you never went to the Wenhua Palace once. Now Liu Wentai is familiar with this matter.
Yes, just let him figure out a medicinal recipe, so that you can rest for a few more days. Although you can't leave the palace, it's still better than listening to lectures."
"Hey, I actually forgot about this one!"
Zhu Houzhao, whose eyes were almost closed just now, sat up straight. After thinking about it for a long time, he nodded seriously and said: "Okay, forget it, let's skip those boring classes first! Send someone to the Taiyuan Hospital to find Liu Wentai.
Just say that the prince is about to get sick, and ask him to come up with a good prescription for diagnosis and treatment, and remember not to ask for any pigeon soup, I'm tired of it!"
Liu Wentai originally did not want to get involved with Jiao Fang, who was rejected by everyone. However, he had tasted the sweetness of the two hundred taels of gold he had received before. This time the matchmaker sent another one hundred taels of gold. He thought
After much deliberation, he felt that there was no risk, so he gave it up and put on a good show. However, when he returned to the Palace Pharmacy from Jiao Mansion that day, his mind was filled with the words of Di Luo. Who would have thought
Someone immediately came to the East Palace, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he said something that made him dumbfounded.
"President Liu, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that he has been feeling unwell these past few days and asked you to think of a medicinal recipe as soon as possible and prepare it."
The visitor dropped his words and left, but Liu Wentai was surprised and happy. It seemed that the prince's previous incident of helping him "cure the disease with medicine" had started, and then today he was acting with Jiao Fang, and he just thought of it.
In this way, he did a good job in front of the prince, but as soon as he came back, he fell asleep and met the pillow man at his door! Although he has not yet received the decree to return to the court after the Qianqiu Festival, if he flatters the prince this time and gets the law, he will not be able to catch it.
What happened? The emperor could not reinstate him due to opposition from his courtiers, but if he cured the prince again, what could those ministers do to him?
The prince is sick!
Such a news once again caused the palace to panic. Be it the emperor in Zhai Palace, Empress Zhang in Kunning Palace, or even the Empress Dowager Wang in Renshou Palace, everyone was busy again, until
Liu Wentai personally checked his pulse and vowed that as long as the right medicine was given, he could be cured in ten days. The Queen Mother and the emperor were relieved and only ordered Liu Wentai to take care of his recuperation carefully and not to neglect. Naturally, the lectures in the Wenhua Palace stopped completely.
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However, just when everyone inside and outside the palace was in a panic over the illness of an important figure for several days, Beizhen Fusi Ye Guang received a wonderful and strange news. Even with his many years of experience,
Still thinking about it over and over, not knowing whether to play it or not, he finally summoned Li Yifeng to discuss it, but this subordinate came up with a brilliant idea.
"Sir, our Jinyiwei is nominally the governor of the East Factory. Why not let the prince make the decision?"
Wang Pao Zhan?
Ye Guang was so shrewd that he immediately realized the intention of Li Yifeng's proposal and immediately accepted it. That afternoon, he dressed in court clothes and went to the Waidong Factory to see him. It didn't take long for him to wait for the Governor of the Dongchang. The two of them were nominally together.
They were in charge of each other, but Wang Yue was not the one who told what to do, and Ye Guang only guarded the Jin Yiwei and did not cross the border. Most of the time, the two of them did not interfere with each other, and they rarely met each other. After Ye Guang paid his respects, he sat down and left.
Congren opened his mouth and said something that Wang Yue had never expected.
"Eunuch Wang, it's because I really don't know what to do about something that I've disturbed you. I just got a report saying that Liu Wentai, the judge of this Taiyuan Hospital, couldn't tell people when he was drunk that he had been
As luck would have it, I encountered two cases of patients pretending to be ill, and I was able to cure them with medicine without any effort. Let's see who dares to say that his medical skills are not good in the future."