Zhan Shifu,

Yang Tinghe was sorting out the handouts of the prince's lecture out of the cabinet, and when he heard that Menzi had informed His Majesty that he was coming, he hurriedly came out to pick up the car.

"What about the prince?" Emperor Hongzhi frowned and glanced at everyone.

"Prince...... I'm afraid I'm out of the palace. ”

Emperor Hongzhi sighed and said: "The prince is stubborn, but he is extremely intelligent, I and the empress only have the pulse of the prince, Yang Aiqing wants to tutor him to be a good prince and be a wise emperor in the future." ”

His Majesty didn't blame him, Yang Tinghe was sincerely afraid, and he burst into tears: "Yes, the minister remembers." ”

After Emperor Hongzhi left, the emperor's grace was difficult to calm in his chest, and Yang Tinghe decided to go to Liangxiang.

"The prince will go to Liangxiang every day, and the official will take a look at what is worth remembering in Liangxiang!"

Out of the palace, back to the house.

Yang Yanhe asked the housekeeper to prepare a carriage and go to Liangxiang to invite the prince back to the palace.

Liangxiang, Library,

Scholars like to come here to read, not only because there are many books, but also because all the talents of the world's state capitals gather here to exchange and ask for advice.

Zhu Houzhao grabbed books and grabbed addiction, it turned out that he could still play like this if he was knowledgeable, and when he saw someone holding a book, he shouted: Slow, the young master also liked this book.

The scholar can't do anything about him, and he can't fight poetry, this person doesn't know where he came from, there are always endless poems, and he comes when he opens his mouth, so he has to avoid him.

"Wait! This book is ...... young master"

Before Zhu Houzhao finished speaking, the man had already presented the book with both hands.

In the past few days, except for He Jinming and Yang Shen, who had a little backbone, the rest of the people surrendered directly, which made him feel very bored.

"Cheng Qingshan?"

Cheng Minzheng came to the library with two students, and when he heard someone calling him again, he turned around and saw His Royal Highness the Prince, and quickly lowered his head.

Zhu Houzhao saw that he shouldn't, so he came over and said with a smile: "You go and borrow books, this palace wants to grab your books!" ”

I haven't seen him for a year, and the prince is still acting like this.

Cheng Minzheng sighed, lowered his head and said, "The old man doesn't borrow books today." ”

Zhu Houzhao was a little confused, how can he fight poetry with you without borrowing books?

"That palace borrowed books, and you came to grab the books of this palace?"

"......" Cheng Minzheng pretended to be silent.

The hair that fell down from his forehead covered most of his face, unkempt and dirty, and the beautiful hair on his face had not been cleaned for a long time, and His Highness could not recognize him.

"Ming Zhao, Ying Ning, let's go back."

Liang Xiaoyi and Liang Xiaoer were reluctant to get up.

"This palace has finally waited for you, and I want to fight with you today." Zhu Houzhao proudly stopped him in the spring breeze.

Cheng Minzheng couldn't leave, so he said, "Your Excellency, come first!" ”

Zhu Houzhao smiled happily, and read with his hands behind his back: "

The light cloudy and rainy night and the morning came, and the envoy paged Zichen.

The weather is fumigated and suspected to be hot, and the scenery turns around to stay in spring.

The class is divided into flowers, and the willows are reflected in the palace wall.

Duxi Lianbi returned early, and the sixth street was wiped out. ”

There was a dead silence all around.

The scholars shook their heads and sighed, although this person is hateful, his poems are really good!

Cheng Minzheng almost died of anger, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince read a poem he wrote.

This poem was recited in the Zhan Mansion of the East Palace, and it was not widely circulated, and very few people knew that it was written by him, and the prince was his student, so it was naturally passed on.

Zhu Houzhao didn't know that the homeless man standing in front of him was the former master, and he happily urged: "Hurry up, it's your turn." ”

Cheng Minzheng thought for a while: "

The wind teases the yellow clouds and rises the wheat river, and the well divides the new green around the melon field.

The child wore through the wall and lacked a pot to arrive, and the guest took advantage of the empty room to sleep.

Happy to rest in the afternoon yin pity the sleepy horse, and preview the autumn law love cicadas.

The city tower is close at hand and forgets to return late, and how much poetry falls on the side. ”

The scholars copied it one after another, Zhu Houzhao didn't expect this person to be so powerful, and when he scratched his ears and cheeks, he walked out of the crowd alone.

"The protégé is abrupt, brother, forgive me, I see that your excellency's poetry is extraordinary, so I will fight with your excellency."

Zhu Houzhao raised his eyes and looked, isn't this stinky guy Yang James?

How could a homeless person have such a high talent, Yang Tinghe looked at the homeless person in front of him, but he couldn't see anything, and said: "

Shenwu hangs the crown and returns to the old hidden, and the red pine accompanies the eternal life.

The purple gas and green cow in front of the car lead, and the new sound of the phoenix in the sky is chirping.

Military affairs are not about the white war, where is Wucheng in the drunken hometown.

Taihu Lake is a place to escape from fame, and the painting boat string song is free. ”

The scholars were dumbfounded, and their exclamations rose one after another.

This person is very talented, no wonder he taught a talent like Zhu Xiaoshou, and some scholars volunteered, took a few steps forward, and said, "I don't know if the predecessors still accept protégés?" ”

Yang Tinghe shook his head, looked at Cheng Minzheng with some expectation, and was a little contemptuous: "It's your turn." ”

This is Yang Tinghe, who replaced him as James? Cheng Minzheng knew this person, Zhongjinshi was thirteen years later than him, and he was quite talented.

"Last year, the Jun family will be next to the song, and the hibiscus flowers are red and the pond is green.

This year, Jun died in the coffin, and the flowers in the Fuqu fell into the pond and the water was cold.

Next year, the flowers will bloom to the new owner, and the life of Taixi will be geometric.

Chu Zhao Junjun did not come, and the slanting sun was empty and tears were like rain. ”

Yang Tinghe was shocked, what was the identity of this homeless person, it was easy to find out, and the scholars on the side couldn't help but marvel even though they knew Cheng Qingshan's talent.

"A talent of the same age as me in the world, how can you not have a reputation, you are Cheng Minzheng?"

Most of the students who borrowed books in the library were students who were taking the exam, and when they heard Cheng Minzheng's name, they were immediately shocked.

Zhu Houzhao felt a little strange, no matter how useless Yang James was, he was better than an outcast.

Yan Fu,

Yan Chengjin picked up the pen and wrote to his father: My son is fine in the capital, the New Year is approaching again, my father has made meritorious contributions in guarding the border, can my father ask His Majesty to beg to return to Beijing this year, and my father and son can be reunited? Dad promised his son, and after the middle lift, he told his son that he was a matchmaker, and now the matchmaker has broken the door, and he can only refuse it with his parents' orders, so don't blame him.

If you can't return to Beijing at the end of the year, you still hope that your father will be cautious in the borderlands, because it is easy to make disasters and epidemics in winter, and your father will not be infected, if you are accidentally infected, you will write a letter back to the house...... Forget it, don't write a letter back, it's easy to bring the epidemic back.

Belch...... Written to the imperial court, the son served in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and he would know.

The mountains are far away, so I hope that my father will take care of him and guard the border passes, so that he can ask His Majesty for credit.

He Neng trotted in and said, "Young Master, Cheng Minzheng was discovered by His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"Killed?"

"No, there are many scholars who defend Cheng Minzheng."

The library was built in the name of Cheng Minzheng, looking at Cheng Minzheng's books, and insulting him, scholars can't do such a shameless thing.

"Let Lord Wang help Young Master Ben carry this letter to the master."

He Neng nodded hurriedly.

The snow was falling heavily in the capital, and Song Jing occasionally came to ask Yan Chengjin to return to his hometown, and the rest of the time, he studied hard in Zeng's mansion.

Zhu Houzhao didn't expect that the homeless person was Cheng Qingshan, and he would come to Yanfu when he returned to the capital.

"Lao Gao, you actually cheated Master Cheng and made him a homeless person?"

"His Royal Highness misunderstood, the minister is to help him wash his reputation and influence the homeless people in the good township."

Yan Chengjin was a little surprised that Zhu Houzhao turned out to be a person with a conscience.

After Cheng Minzheng's move, I am afraid that many scholars in Shuntianfu will speak for him, and the power of public welfare is also useful in Daming.

Back in the palace, Zhu Houzhao was announced to the Qianqing Palace, and four eunuchs disappeared in one day, and he was finally discovered by his father.

"I ask you, where have these eunuchs gone?" Emperor Hongzhi stood in front of Zhu Houzhao and suppressed his anger.

"Erchen doesn't know ......"

Zhu Houzhao was telling the truth, he really didn't know where these eunuchs went......

"I heard from the companions of the East Palace, you have prepared a carriage for them to leave the palace?"

Zhu Houzhao's eyes flickered, it must be Xiao Jing's dog thing again, and when the palace becomes the emperor, he will be the first to make him look good.

"My father wants to beat my son, why bother to make excuses for others, come on, my son is ready."

……

Late Dynasty,

Yan Chengjin stood in the main hall, waiting for the next duty to go home for dinner.

Each yamen made a summary of their work, and the scholars of Hanyuan University reported on the progress of the compilation of the "Daming Huidian".

The end of the year is approaching, and it is time for promotion and salary increase.

The yamen worked hard, for fear that the diligent and thrifty Emperor Hongzhi would not see it.

There were two positions of great authority in the court, Tu Tu, the secretary of the Ministry of Officials, and Fu Han Zhishi, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and these two positions were vacant.

Yan Chengjin also wants to be promoted, but even if His Majesty intends to promote, it is impossible to put him in the position of the six ministries.

Unless Your Majesty was struck by lightning and short-circuited.

"After my father is promoted, the position of the right hand of the Imperial History of the Imperial Court is vacant, but you can fight for it." Yan Chengjin thought about it.

If you want to be the right royal history, you have to find some business.

As if knowing that the Metropolitan Procuratorate was going to conduct a year-end random inspection, many ministers refused to visit their customers and hardly interacted with the outside world.