Erhong silently admired the appearance of Zhu Zhanji wearing a gorgeous and grand crown dress and standing in the midst of the ministers to give a speech, and was surprised to realize that this little handsome guy from the royal family was no longer a handsome guy, but a handsome guy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although he was just over 13 years old, he was tall and elegant. A gorgeous dragon robe crown dress and the mutton fat jade gui on his head complement each other, which further sets off his tall figure, which should be the reason for many years of martial arts, although his body looks thin but not fragile at all.

The face is like a silver plate, the posture is leisurely and elegant, the pupils are smart, and the apricot-shaped eyes are as bright as the stars. The straight bridge of the nose and lips are crimson, and the contours of the side face are as sharp and angular as a knife, but they are feminine.

The chin was slightly raised, and he raised his glass one by one among the guests, smiling and smiling, and the smile was quite a bit of a juvenile and romantic smile.

This is the first time that Erhong has looked at Zhu Zhanji so seriously in so many years, and she really feels that her eyes are completely attracted by Zhu Zhanji, who has suddenly grown up. The handsome guy turned out to be so eye-catching!

At this time, in the garden of the Prince's Mansion, the hibiscus moon is enchanting, and the light red new stamen is bright as if it is about to summon back to spring, just like Zhu Zhanji's smile.

When it was almost sunset, the ministers dispersed. When Zhu Zhanji stood in the prince's mansion to see off the hundred officials one by one, and was about to close the door, Wu Erhong couldn't help jumping out and made a big salute: "Wu Erhong, the eighth palm, pays a visit to the emperor's grandson." ”

Zhu Zhanji, who was a little tired, was startled, and saw that it was Wu Erhong, but he came to his senses again, and immediately went out of the prince's mansion, pulled Wu Erhong to the Wulou on the right side of Fengtian Hall to the east, and then sat down.

There are very few people in this place. Zhu Zhanji seemed to be a little relaxed.

But Zhu Zhanji, who was relaxed, seemed tired and irritable, and was not happy because of the emperor's unusual kindness.

Wu Erhong didn't understand it a little.

Isn't this what Zhu Zhanji has been looking forward to?

Isn't this little handsome guy a little too pretentious?

What's the matter, are you afraid that you owe me Wu Erhong a favor?

Okay, let me tell you, in fact, you don't owe Wu Erhong any affection, what you owe is only the love of Yao Qinghua, a scholar.

Wu Erhong helped Zhu Zhanji find the bottom of the stairs in his heart.

"Girl, what are you muttering about?" Zhu Zhanjiqiang said with a smile.

"Why, I am not happy to receive this more ancient honor?" Wu Erhong did not answer, and asked Zhu Zhanji instead.

"yes, you also say it's something more ancient? How can I be happy? ”

Ah, Zhu Zhanji is really depressed about this exceptional honor?

"This shows how much Grandpa Huang values you." Wu Erhong didn't understand.

"It's just that I value me too much, and it's a bad thing." Zhu Zhanji is still worried.

"How so?"

"Erhong, I know that this 'Fangshan Martial Arts Show' was your idea. I also thank you very much. You have always been so smart that you can even guess the thoughts of the imperial grandfather, why didn't you think of my troubles today? Do you think about how my uncle Emperor Jianwen became the emperor? Zhu Zhanji looked at Erhong's eyes sullenly and said.

Wu Erhong instantly understood Zhu Zhanji's worries.

She widened her eyes and said, "Are you saying that the emperor will choose to break the system again because he loves you too much, and will not pass the throne to the crown prince, but directly to you?" ”

"The emperor's grandfather has always disliked my father, and he gave me too much hope, and the folk have the saying of 'intergenerational relatives', you see, the emperor Taizu just loves the emperor and grandson too much, and did not choose to pass the throne to the right son, but chose to pass the throne to the then emperor's grandson Zhu Yunwen, causing a ......catastrophe" Zhu Zhanji seemed to be unable to continue.

"Don't be like this, you're not the grandson of Yunwen."

In the memory of Wu Erhong's modern scholars, of course he knows that Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen is a very scholarly emperor, who has been pampered in a honeypot by Zhu Yuanzhang since he was a child, and only knows how to sing poems all day long.

"Of course, I can't be Uncle Yunwen," Zhu Zhanji's tone was resolute, as if he still had this self-confidence.

"But, if you think about it, how much resistance does the imperial grandson have to face when he crosses his adult uncle to become the emperor? Not to mention, how can I face my father? After all, we are father and son, if Grandpa Huang really wants to put me on the throne, what will he do to my father? Grandpa Huang has always acted ruthlessly, and it is hard to imagine what extraordinary measures he would take to treat my father in order to make my ascension to the throne smoothly....."

When Zhu Zhanji said this, his face was sad, as if he had expected something, and he choked up a little.

At this time, Wu Erhong was like an initiation, and she suddenly realized that she thought things were too simple.

Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Di have lived together for more than ten years, and they understand the way the emperor and grandfather do things the most, and his worries at the moment are not unreasonable.

What makes Wu Erhong happy is that this emperor's throne has allowed many people to kill their brothers and kill their fathers and lose their lives, but Zhu Zhanji is troubled because he may have covered his father's light.

He is a pure and filial son, although Wen Taowu is above his father.

But he was unwilling to base his honor on his father's humility and his happiness on his father's suffering.

Now it seems that he took great pains to come up with Fang Shan's martial arts trick, perhaps he hurt his royal handsome guy and helped him a lot.

is busy coming and going, and in the end he has to think of a way to keep the crown prince of the fat prince Zhu Gaochi.

What do you think?

This time, you have to use your brain.

I'm afraid that Wu Erhong will have to start the Xueba mode again.

For a while, Wu Erhong already felt that he was completely integrated with the role of the Eight Rank Palms of the Ming Palace.

Thinking and acting are all thoroughly ancient styles.

But after Concubine Xian's death, Wu Erhong regretted it.

If she had started the Xueba mode at the beginning, then, in the eighth year of Yongle, when Zhu Di decided to let Concubine Quan Xian accompany her on the northern expedition, could she have predicted her doom in advance and chose to stop it?

So, will Fu Hui not die, Wang Xi's father-in-law will not die, and the three thousand palace people who died in vain will not be buried with him?

Wu Erhong once hated Yao Qinghua's cunning and complexity as a modern person.

But after being an ancient person for this period of time, Wu Erhong suddenly realized that it was also a tragedy to be a pure ancient person and quietly wait for his fate.

Although I now identify with Wu Erhong's identity, in this era, I can also transcend the thinking and actions of people in this era.

You can switch roles in your life at any time if you want.

Looking at life from a different perspective, where does life not fly?

(Dear friends, the handsome guy is indeed eye-catching, and there is wood empathy?) In fact, this kind of classical and beautiful little handsome guy is really my dish, what about you? If you like it, you will support it, ask for recommendations, ask for collections, and ask for rewards. ）