Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhu Qiyu walked down the steps and before he even got into the imperial carriage, he saw his son running towards him like a mad dog. Behind him, Dai Yi was panting and shouting, Your Highness, you are still grounded...
Zhu Qiyu held his forehead.
Didn't see it.
Come on, I used to dare to falsely preach the imperial edict, but now even Lao Tzu’s imperial edict doesn’t work.
Leave the political affairs to him after a while...
This little bastard has to ride on his neck every day to shit and urinate!
I am so worried.
Zhu Jianji ran to Zhu Qiyu, bent over and held his knees to breathe, raised his head with difficulty, and said intermittently: "Old Zhu... you don't... cherish... the most..."
Zhu Qiyu looked at his son with a smile, "Don't be anxious, let's wait until your breathing has calmed down."
He stepped forward and gently stroked his son's back to help him calm down.
There is peace between father and son.
Zhu Qiyu never mentioned the ban, and he was not a fool. If he mentioned it, the ministers would speculate on the business and would definitely impeach his little bastard.
When the time comes, you will have no choice but to send him to Zongzheng Temple.
How could Zhu Qiyu be willing to let his son suffer like this?
By the way, he said, "Your husband, Zhang Peng, is indeed smart. When you become the head of the family from now on, you must make good use of him and accept advice from others."
No need to guess, Zhang Peng figured out his mentality and intentions at the Xiaochao meeting, so he went to the East Palace to tell his son. His son was worried about him and ran to stop him from killing the Queen Mother.
Zhu Jianji finally regained his breath, straightened up, and knocked Zhu Qiyu's hand off, "Old Zhu, can you have a sense of responsibility? Can you learn from the selfless dedication of the great-grandmother of the emperor, Empress Cheng Xiaozhao? I am only nine years old.
You just want to give up the job. Do you want to exhaust me to death so that you can have a second child? Do you want me to become the next Prince Yiwen? Okay, while you are still the emperor, hurry up and ask your ministers to give me my posthumous title.
Once the number is set, it will be used according to the standards of Prince Yiwen!"
Zhu Qiyu turned around quickly and knocked on the wood, "Bah, bah, bah!"
Then he looked at Zhu Jianji with a dark look on his face, "You little bastard, what are you talking about? When did I ever say I would tire you to death?"
Zhu Jianji said hey, "Then where are you going now?"
Zhu Qiyu remained silent.
Zhu Jianji was startled and said: "Lao Zhu, I know you have the ambition to revive, but the reality is not what you want. It doesn't matter. You still have me, a talented prince. In a few years, when I grow up, I promise to assist you."
You made the name of Jingtai more famous than Zhenguan, and I also know that you cherish feathers. It doesn’t matter. Leave the dirty work to me and I will do it!"
Zhu Qiyu: "..."
What a sin.
What evil did I do in my last life to give birth to such a young and insignificant son who doesn't know how to behave.
But having said that, apart from the "Laozi" words that made the father feel aggrieved, the son's words really made people feel so happy. The son was filial and courageous, so what could a father want in this life?
Well, I still want something.
I can't do anything that is more resounding than Zhenguan.
But there is hope for my son!
He smiled and said: "Little bastard, don't be so insignificant from now on. Those who want to be emperor must have the manners of an emperor. Otherwise, if others know about your life style as an emperor, you will be a laughing stock for the ages."
Zhu Jianji pouted, "I can learn from Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty!"
Daily notes can also be modified!
Zhu Qiyu's beard curled up.
Zhang Peng, come here to me, is this how you teach my prince?
What have you learned?
Zhu Qiyu hurriedly comforted himself, thinking, Zhu Qiyu, don’t you understand your little brat? Just pretend you didn’t hear it. Anyway, you won’t lose two ounces of meat. Just listen. If you are angry to death, the little brat will become an eternal dandy...
Zhu Jianji suddenly said seriously: "Old Zhu, you ask me to go to Cining Palace and make sure that this matter is handled beautifully so that the ministers and future generations can't find any faults."
Zhu Qiyu: "???"
In order to pave the way for you, I risked my life and prepared to kill Queen Mother Sun.
In the end, you came and said that you can fight without losing any blood. It’s not like you don’t believe me.
Dad wants to learn more.
Of course I can do it without losing blood.
However, my son has excellent abilities, and since I am going to hand over the country to him anyway, why not just see how he operates, which can be considered a test.
If possible, everyone would be happy.
if not……
I will go to Cining Palace again and let Empress Dowager Sun know what it means to be angry when the emperor is angry.
He smiled and said: "You bastard, you can only succeed and not fail."
Queen Mother Sun must be killed!
…
…
In Cining Palace, the Empress Dowager Sun was sitting in the waterside pavilion in the center of the lotus pond, caressing the Persian cat in her arms absentmindedly. Only then did the day pass, and the decisive and decisive Empress Dowager Sun the night before disappeared.
There was only an old woman left.
th.
At the same age of nine, his son had to rely on the Empress Dowager Zhang for everything, but the little brat Zhu Jianji had already strategized and put down a turmoil that could overthrow the imperial power of both his father and son.
There are signs of a wise king.
Furthermore, Zhu Qiyu dismissed Yu Shiyue, the Minister of Punishment, and Zhang Feng, the Minister of Household Affairs at today's Xiaochao meeting. The signal he released made Empress Dowager Sun fearful: Zhu Qiyu was going to attack his mother and son!
This is not Zhu Qiyu’s fault.
No one who has experienced this turmoil will be able to let his mother and son live again.
Thinking of this, Queen Mother Sun smiled sadly.
It would be better to die.
No need to worry day and night.
The officials only knew that Zhu Qiyu was frightened day and night, but little did they know that the Empress Dowager Sun of Cining Palace was also sleepless at night. She was worried about Nangong's son, Qianxi Palace's grandson, and her own good death.
In the past, when Zhu Qiyu wanted to lose face, Empress Dowager Sun could feel at ease.
Now……
Even if Zhu Qiyu still wants to lose face, but when he thinks of the decisive killing of the prince Zhu Jianji, how can a prince with such a kind heart let his mother and son die in peace.
Thinking of this, Queen Mother Sun laughed, her face wrinkled with the vicissitudes of time.
The smile is somewhat self-deprecating.
My whole life...
I have been fighting with Hu Shanxiang for the first half of my life, and I have never had a comfortable life today.
However, I never felt at ease in the rest of my life.
First, she was overwhelmed by the Empress Dowager Zhang, and finally survived until the death of the Empress Dowager Zhang. However, her son Zhu Qizhen doted on the eunuch Wang Zhen. The incident in Tumubao made her, the Empress Dowager, shameless to meet her ancestors.
Lie Zong.
People... always have a bit of shame.
Suddenly a voice came from the distance: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived."
Empress Dowager Sun was shocked.
This day has finally come.
But what was unexpected was that it was the little bastard who came, not Zhu Qiyu.
The little bastard came to Cining Palace at this time, and of course he did not come to pay his respects. The night before, Liu Yongcheng led Tengxiang Wuxiang's soldiers to surround Qianqing Palace. After the failure, Queen Mother Sun knew that this day would come.
Zhu Jianji came to the lotus pond and said to Hao Yi, "Wait."
Slowly walk into the waterside pavilion.
He glanced at the palace maid and eunuch who was waiting beside the Queen Mother, and said coldly: "Go down!"
Sit down opposite Queen Mother Sun.
He looked at her with a smile and said nothing.
momentum--
The winner's momentum must be demonstrated. The fewer words spoken at this time, the more oppressive the Queen Mother will feel.
silence.
Empress Dowager Sun stroked the Persian cat in her arms, looked at the pond full of lotus leaves, and murmured, decades ago, it was also a summer, Empress Gongrangzhang and I were in a lotus pond, accompanying His Majesty Xuanzong to enjoy the flowers.
That year, your uncle was nine years old. He asked Wang Zhen to dig out bird eggs by the pool... Nuo, under that tree. In the blink of an eye, things have changed and people have changed.
Empress Dowager Sun was deeply touched.
Nine-year-old Zhu Qizhen is digging out bird eggs.
The nine-year-old little brat from Zhu Qiyu's family has come to kill with a smile on his face. This chapter has been completed!
