Chapter 102: Wen'an's Birthday (Second Update!) Crying blood for recommendation votes! )

As a king, he personally celebrates the birthday of his courtiers, which is probably unique in history.

Zhu Youlang got up early in the morning and went to the imperial dining room to inspect in person.

Wen Anzhi is a Yiling person who likes to eat river fresh.

Zhu Youlang ordered people to prepare a lot of fish and shrimp dishes, and also cooked a fresh fish soup, which can be described as very intimate.

Of course, longevity noodles are indispensable for birthdays.

Zhu Youlang did not hesitate to personally condescend and cook a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

The palace was filled with a joyful atmosphere, as if it was the birthday of the Son of Heaven.

Everything is ready, just wait for Wen An to come.

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Emperor Xian (Emperor Wanli) once wrote a poem, one of which is very famous: Don't see the emperor's residence, and know the son of heaven.

It is talking about the majesty of the palace.

As a jinshi during the Apocalypse, Wen Anzhi once saw the Forbidden City of Jingshi with his own eyes, which left a deep impression in his mind.

Now Chengdu Imperial Palace is the original Shu Palace, although the scale is certainly not as large as the Forbidden City of Beijing, but it is certainly much larger than the Kunming Palace.

Wen Anzhi walked alone in the palace forbidden, and felt his insignificance even more.

And now he is a year old.

People live for seventy years.

He didn't know how many years he still had, but he hoped to do more for Huang Ming in this limited time.

Lao Ji is in the woods, and his ambitions are thousands of miles.

Wen Anzhi's steps were a little firmer.

In front of His Majesty, Wen Anzhi found that the Son of Heaven was standing on the pedestal.

The Son of Heaven, dressed in a bright red gown and wearing a black gauze winged crown, was full of spirits, and smiled at him with his hands behind his back.

At that moment, Wen Anzhi was moved.

The gon dress is the highest level of dress of the Son of Heaven, and it is only worn on occasions such as grand ceremonies, sacrifices to the heavens, and pilgrimage meetings.

Normally, the Son of Heaven wears regular clothes.

"Elder Wenge, come with me."

Wen Anzhi walked up the stairs, walked to Zhu Youlang's side and sighed: "Your Majesty treats the old minister like this, how can the minister repay him." ”

Zhu Youlang said with a smile: "Wen Ge Lao has done this, others are afraid that they will not be able to do it. If you want to repay it, it should be me to repay Wen Ge Lao. ”

Wen Anzhi hurriedly said: "The old minister doesn't dare to be. ”

"Don't be so polite between you and me, just let me come."

Zhu Youlang flicked his sleeves and walked in front, followed by Wen Anzhi.

The two gentlemen and ministers walked into the main hall, and Zhu Youlang said loudly: "Let's pass the meal." ”

A set of tables and chairs has already been set up in the main hall, which is naturally prepared for Wen Anzhi.

Zhu Youlang looked at the dishes on the table and said with a smile: "These are all made according to the flavor of Wenge's hometown, try it." ”

Wen Anzhi was in tears when he saw those fish and shrimp.

"By the way, this bowl of longevity noodles was ordered by me personally, Wenge should try it quickly. Beware of burning! ”

Wen Anzhi was stunned when he heard this, the Son of Heaven actually gave him food in person, this is really a great honor and care!

Tremblingly, he picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks and put it in his mouth to taste it carefully.

This is the noodles cooked by the Son of Heaven himself, which is of great significance!

He wants to eat slowly, taste slowly!

Well, this salt and chopped green onion are just right, it's that flavor!

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince asks to see you."

At this moment, Han Miao, the waiter, walked to Zhu Youlang's side and said respectfully.

"Xuan!"

Zhu Youlang said loudly.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here too?"

Wen Anzhi was surprised.

"Teacher's birthday, how can he, as a student, not come?"

Zhu Youlang said with a smile.

Wen Anzhi took a deep breath, the Son of Heaven treated him like a countryman, the prince respected him like a mountain, he had no regrets in this life!

After a moment's work, the crown prince Zhu Cixuan strode into the hall, and first bowed to Zhu Youlang and said: "The son sees his father, and respectfully invites his father to be Sheng'an." ”

Then he turned to Wen Anzhi and said, "The student wishes the teacher good fortune as the East China Sea Shoubi Nanshan. On the teacher's birthday, it stands to reason that the student should prepare a generous gift, but the father said that the heart is more important. The student wrote a pair of longevity couplets by hand and asked the teacher to look at them. ”

Let's start a couplet.

Wen Anzhi took a closer look, and what was written on it was: Fu is like the East China Sea Shoubi Nanshan.

The writing is very neat, although the pen power is a little insufficient, but it is not easy for a teenager.

"Thank you, Your Highness the Prince."

"When the prince comes, let's take a seat."

Seeing that the relationship between Zhu Cixuan and Wen An was very good, Zhu Youlang was very pleased.

"The old minister has lived for more than 70 years, more than 70 years, and it is the first time I have seen the Son of Heaven celebrate the birthday of the courtier."

After holding back for a long time, Wen Anzhi finally said what was in his heart.

"Lao Chen's life is worth it!"

Wen Anzhi was in tears, crying like a child.

"Wen Ge Lao has a lot of credit to Sheji, and I should do this."

Zhu Youlang said with a smile: "Just count the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, who else is better than Wen Qing?" Qing is a well-deserved role model. ”

So many years of solo support, so many years of silent efforts.

Wen Anzhi didn't complain, but when he heard the words of the Son of Heaven, his emotions were no longer controllable, and he cried loudly: "The old minister must see the Central Plains of the North of the King with his own eyes, and the old minister must live to that day!" ”

"It's so good, why do you cry."

Zhu Youlang personally took a handkerchief to wipe away Wen Anzhi's tears and said: "Wen Qing can easily live a hundred years old, so he can naturally see that day." ”

"Emperor Lie once said that all the ministers are defeated by me."

Wen Anzhi choked up and said: "Every time the old minister thinks of this, his heart will be like a knife. The old minister was eager to be born ten years early and help the Emperor Lie save the Ming Dynasty from fire and water. ”

After a pause, Wen Anzhi continued: "Now the old minister doesn't want to be born early, he only wants to be born later." If you are born ten years later, twenty years may be able to do more things for Daming. ”

Zhu Youlang comforted: "Wen Qing has done a good job. ”

"The sons and daughters have grown up, and it's time for them to take on more responsibilities."

These old ministers are good to use, but they really can't put all the blame on them.

Young people should also be given opportunities.

For example, the crown prince, Zhu Youlang is ready to take him with him more to teach him to deal with the music and teach him to decide.

What the future of Daming will look like, Zhu Youlang can't describe it specifically, but it must be thriving.

As long as there is always blood, there is hope.

"Wuzi Xinzhengji, enjoy the ancestral temple in spring.

The ritual has been completed, and he drove back to the palace.

Deng Yuan even looked at it, and Yu Nan was an auxiliary minister.

The appearance is really talented, and the shape is full of ambition.

The outside is chaste, and the inside is loyal and pure.

Honesty is assisting me to bow, innocent and innocent.

Give the joy of the lotus, and make the virtuous as the benevolent.

A few Gao Kui generations, looking forward to Kang Simin. ”

Zhu recited a long poem from the place of love.

"This is a poem written by Emperor Sejong, and I took it as a gift to Wenqing."

Zhu Youlang said loudly: "Wen Qing is my Mr. Wolong, I hope you and I will encourage each other." ”

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