Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Prince's Martial Master

In June, the weather is hot, and the sound of knowing in the trees is dry, but Ma Yue's heart is hot.

The tax reform discussed with Liu Hong did not reach a result, this matter needs to be cautious, and it cannot be implemented if there is a slight accident, so they plan to put this matter down for the time being, choose a compromise time to inform Zhang Rang Zhao Zhong and other permanent servants, as well as Jian Shuo and others, and then make overall revisions, and finally put it on the agenda.

In August, the heat is in full swing, the palace repair has been carried out to the most critical moment, Ma Yue often stays in the palace until midnight, sometimes wearing official robes and lying on a straw mat with the craftsmen and craftsmen to sleep on the bluestone slab at night, sometimes wearing the stars and the moon to rush back to the Liang Mansion to make up for sleep, and the second morning will again touch the dark into the South Palace to discuss the progress of the palace with several permanent attendants in charge.

The situation in Liangzhou has been difficult to stabilize, and the rebels have no food and have launched a crazy attack on Hanyang County, the richest county in Liangzhou has been tortured by the war, and there is not a good brick in the county. Sanfu was also uncomfortable, the agricultural time was delayed because of the war, the locust plague was bad in the summer, and there was no food source on the front line of Guanzhong and Guanxi, and the people were displaced and either settled in Hanzhong, or gathered as refugees to wander around Luoyang. Jizhou ushered in a rare bumper year under the governance of the emperor's pastoral guard, and the Yellow Turban remnants of Jizhou became even more troublesome, and the situation was already such that the imperial court could no longer recruit soldiers to fight with it. There is a war report from Youzhou, Xianbei has been stabilized internally, and there should be a big war in Hanxian before and after the fourth year of Zhongping.

Luoyang City is still singing and dancing, the ministers and ministers rush to the birthday banquet every once in a while, and the nobles are running and hunting as usual.

Ma Yue has a lot of customers, the Liang Mansion is lively, and the three sects and nine streams have some of them, among which the more outstanding ones are Shikuling Liu Bad, lame veteran Liu Erlang, Cao Yao, a young man who can play the piano, and Sun Wei, an exiled swordsman who has a stiff face all day long.

This year, the stingy Liu Hong opened a warehouse in November to release grain, and pardoned officials everywhere to treat the displaced people well, but with little success.

Ma Yue didn't know how he could save this dying dynasty, and when he was young and had nothing, he had looked forward to the arrival of the world chaos, because at that time, only their poor brothers would have a chance to come out of the world. But when he understands this era deeply, the more he loves this era, loves the Han Dynasty, the heroism of Xizhou, and the etiquette and demeanor of the Central Plains.

And they have already lived a good life, although Ma Yue always has the mind of being prepared for danger in times of peace, but they are really about to live the life of a human being.

At this time, the world is in chaos, and it is too difficult to accept.

Despite everything that seemed too late, Ma Yue did it, even if it was thankless.

Then gave the servant a chance, Ma Yue ran to the West Mansion for three days and two times like a minister who really participated in political affairs, staying with Liu Hong and the eunuchs all day long, and the governor's affairs did not improve much, except for him, not many people cared about the suffering of the people in the world. In the end, Liu Hong couldn't stand his troubles all day long, and when the north and south palaces were about to be completed, he arranged him in Yongle Palace to teach the martial arts of the prince's association.

In the winter of the third year of Zhongping, the cold and snow began to fall.

On the fourth watch, Ma Yue wore a thin military uniform and ran around the palace to sunrise, put on the burqa brought by the servants, and walked all the way to Yongle Palace.

Far away, I saw a thin child standing in the snow and boxing in a group of eunuchs, wearing thin clothes. That was the second heir of the Eastern Han Empire, the Prince's Association.

Liu Xie is very hard-working, since Ma Yue was ordered by Liu Honglai to teach the martial arts of the Prince Association, leaving the morning boxing exercises, the six-year-old Prince Xie has never slept every day, and he has never dragged his feet in the Yongle Palace with his attendants and eunuchs before dawn.

From afar, seeing Ma Yue's proud figure standing in the wind and snow, Xiao Liu Xie stopped his posture and waved his hands and shouted: "Jun Hao, Jun Hao." ”

Listening to the shouts of Liu Xie, the little tooth leaker, Ma smiled more and more from the heart, Liu Xie reached the age of changing his teeth, he just lost a front tooth a month ago, and he always spoke with the wind. Ma Yue beckoned and walked over to greet Liu Xie...... Liu Hong asked Pope Ma Yue to teach martial arts, but Ma Yue really didn't plan to teach Liu Xie to be a master, otherwise he would recommend Guan Yu to teach him, so it would be strange that he could teach a master of second-rate martial arts. What's more, Liu Xie will be the one who wants to be the prince in the future, whether he will be the emperor or not always depends on Liu Hong's meaning, in any case, he doesn't need to have superb martial arts, and with a slight nod, there will be the heroes of the entire empire to die for him, Liu Hong also said that he hopes that the frail and sickly prince Xie will have a good body.

"The minister has seen the prince."

Liu Xie's small appearance was full of reserve, raised his hand slightly, and said, "The master craftsman is exempt from courtesy." ”

The complicated court etiquette was the simplest by the two of them, Ma Yue got up and stretched out his big hand to rub Liu Xie's hair, hugged Liu Xie and said, "Prince, let's run for a while." ”

Liu Xie had a smile on his face and nodded incessantly, the six-year-old child still didn't understand the use of the etiquette that his teachers had taught him since he was a child, and he didn't know why he had to do that. He only knew that he was the prince, and he had to do that, otherwise there would be a teacher who knelt in front of him very sadly and cried for the ground, as if someone else had done something wrong.

Strong body, in Ma Yue's opinion, there is no way to surpass running, after Liu Xie's consent, the two of them slowly ran around the towering palace wall, Liu Xie's progress is very fast, a month ago, he could only run three or four hundred steps and complained, and now he can run to seven or eight hundred steps. After Liu Hong handed over the martial arts of the Prince Association to Ma Yue, Ma Sanye directly took over all the plans of Liu Xie's daily life, from the milk quality in the morning to five meals a day, all through Ma Yue's plan.

Of course, there are other people who will implement it.

After running for a while, Ma Yue beckoned the little eunuch, and someone carried a futon on the ground in front of him, and the two sat on the ground and rested for a while.

"Master, please, the slave has something to inform you."

Ma Yue raised his head, he knew this little eunuch, his name was Gao Wang, he was the drug supervisor, and he was directly responsible for many of the lives of the Prince's Association. Ma Yue confessed to Liu Xie, followed Gao Wang to the palace wall, and asked, "What happened to the drug supervisor?" ”

"Don't blame you as a master, the slave is just a messenger, the old man of the Queen Mother hopes that you can exercise less for Dong Hou, the old man is distressed, and asks if you can change the morning class to the afternoon, so that Dong Hou can sleep a little more. You also know that as soon as the sun came out, Lu Shangshu came, Dong Hou couldn't be idle all day, and he didn't have time to chat with the Queen Mother at night, so he fell asleep on the couch, too tired. ”

Ma Yue nodded lightly, although he was not strict, the little prince still had too many teachers, some specialized in teaching etiquette, and some Lu Zhi came to learn military strategy and political affairs. At the end of the day, the queue is full, and it is really hard enough.

Ma Yue nodded and said, "Okay, thank you to the drug supervisor, I know, I will go to see the queen mother later." ”