Yu Daochun continued to read very seriously.

Gradually, he entered the realm of selflessness, so infatuated that he couldn't help but subconsciously applaud several times: "This sentence is the best, this sentence is the best, and it couldn't be better." ”

"The Moral Classics" is originally made by Taoist masters, on the basis of the predecessors, the collection of masters, ordinary people may not see the clues, but the Taoist is not an ordinary person, the more he looks, the more he feels unfathomable, the more he looks, the more he feels wonderful.

I saw that he sometimes nodded his head selflessly, and sometimes thoughtfully, as if he had some understanding from this "Collection of Moral Scriptures".

After reading a "Collection of Moral Classics", Yu Daochun suddenly raised his head, as if he had a feeling of being in a different world.

The disciples looked at the real person one by one, for a long time, Yu Daochun took a deep breath, and then said with a wry smile: "I don't know who made this scripture, but it is really ...... Horrible ......"

He used the word terrible to describe it.

"Tao Te Ching Jiyi" was written since the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, and the Taoist classics at this time, complement each other, the book is dangerous and real, but also the most famous real person decades ago, his book can be so praised by people like Yu Daochun, in fact, it is not surprising.

At this time, Yu Daochun's face was cold, and his face was solemn: "Immediately copy it, from today onwards, you will wait for good students to study, this scripture is simple and unpretentious, but it is extremely mysterious, read through this scripture commentary, and then read the "Tao Te Ching", you can have a new harvest." ”

The disciples bowed their heads one after another: "Obey the orders of the true master." ”

However, one disciple did not forget to remind: "It's just ...... The Empress Dowager is there......"

Yu Daochun had a solemn face: "Tomorrow, Poor Dao will go to the Daolu Division and implore the Daolu Division to allow the Poor Dao to meet the Empress Dowager." ”

As he spoke, he lowered his head and glanced at the "Collection of Moral Scriptures" again, and couldn't help but sigh!

He is already past the age of antiquity, and he can't imagine that in this ancient year, he can still read such scriptures, and he has no regrets in life.

…………

At this time, Zhu Houzhao was very worried about Fang Jifan, he couldn't leave the palace, and he couldn't reveal the news to Fang Jifan.

The Empress Dowager was furious, and when Emperor Hongzhi learned about it, he hurried to Renshou Palace, and to his surprise, what the Empress Dowager was angry about was that there was an 'evil demon outsider' around the prince.

And Emperor Hongzhi was even more shocked that you were asked to transcribe the scriptures in order to express your filial piety to the Empress Dowager.

Zhu Houzhao was almost carried out of Renshou Palace by Emperor Hongzhi, and then obediently knelt at the door of the warm pavilion.

This time, Emperor Hongzhi did not make a move, but ...... Apparently he's got a more chic way to play.

He was holding the ticket sent by the cabinet alone, looking at it in a low voice, occasionally looking up, the windows of the warm pavilion opened one by one, and Zhu Houzhao knelt outside the window, as far as the eye of Emperor Hongzhi could see.

Liu Jin obediently knelt in the corner of the warm pavilion, and after Emperor Hongzhi asked about the situation slowly, he couldn't help frowning.

He didn't think that the initiator of this matter was Zhu Houzhao, this matter must have nothing to do with Fang Jifan, Fang Jifan was dragged by the prince to copy the scriptures for no reason, can he not agree?

These two guys, they originally thought that Fang Jifan was the most pitiful, but now it seems that the most pitiful is their own son, which is a shame.

But Fang Jifan's guy really doesn't know what to say, let you copy you, you have to write a scripture note yourself.

Since Emperor Taizu Gao, he has always been afraid of some of the people's guilds and Daomen under the banner of the Demon Dao, and these so-called Daomen are neither Zhengyi nor Quanzhen Sect, and they have distorted the Dao Sutra, swaggered and deceived everywhere, and even worse, directly rebelled.

Therefore, any act of indiscriminately distorting the Taoist scriptures is an extremely serious matter for the imperial court.

You Fang Jifan is not a Taoist priest, what are you doing to make a scene?

Emperor Hongzhi wanted to see the commentary on the scriptures, and he wanted to know what kind of flowers Fang Jifan had played with the Tao Te Ching.

But on the contrary, the scripture note has been sent to Longquan Temple, and Emperor Hongzhi is not only a little troubled in his heart, but how to explain this matter to the queen mother?

Hey, since I haven't seen the scripture yet, I can only read it tomorrow.

It's just that this prince is so annoying, his conscience was eaten by a dog, his great-grandmother treated him so well, he even copied scriptures and played tricks, pigs and dogs are not as good!

Emperor Hongzhi scolded Zhu Houzhao in his heart, his eyes were off the intended music, and he raised his eyes to look out the window.

It's a hot summer day, the weather is very hot, and when he saw Zhu Houzhao kneeling under the yin of the temple, he coughed: "Go, let this rebel kneel farther away, don't lean on the yin." ”

The eunuch was so frightened that he didn't dare to come out, so he could only go out in a hurry.

As soon as Zhu Houzhao saw someone come out, he was originally listless, feeling that his knees no longer belonged to him, but suddenly he was in good spirits, and he knew that his father must be reluctant to suffer himself.

But the eunuch said with a sad face: "Your Highness, Your Majesty has a message, please move your position." ”

"No...... Shifting positions? "Zhu Houzhao is confused, I don't understand.

"Move there, the sun is big there, and the palace can't cover it......" The eunuch looked very unconfident, for fear of angering His Royal Highness the Prince.

Zhu Houzhao was suddenly furious: "I will die of sunburn, this palace is still young." ”

I don't know when, he suddenly learned Fang Jifan, Fang Jifan's house, under the banner of brain disease and youth, swaggered and deceived everywhere.

The eunuch said with a bitter face: "Or...... Slave maid go to Your Majesty......"

"No need." Although Zhu Houzhao was unwilling, he was very realistic, obediently moved to the sun and knelt again.

This time he knelt with a special spirit, after all, he was not stupid, he was smart, at this time he was angry with the scales, and he actually wanted to bargain, isn't this looking for death?

Although sometimes, he also knows how to fight and raise the bar, but it also depends on the time, this time because of his great-grandmother, his father will definitely not let him go easily.

But...... Should we 'faint' and fall headlong? Will this win sympathy?

He began to fight between heaven and man, and what was even more terrifying was that he was exposed to the sun, coupled with the fact that his legs and feet were already kneeling, not to mention that he hadn't eaten at noon, so he suddenly felt powerless.

But today, Emperor Hongzhi seems to have been in trouble with him, and he has been sitting in the warm pavilion, and he has no intention of driving at all.

The sky gradually darkened, Zhu Houzhao felt hungry and tired, almost fainted, but his heart was very anxious, he didn't go out, how could he report to Fang Jifan.

This time, he really can't stand Fang Jifan, his great-grandmother has moved so much, eighty percent of Fang Jifan is going to be bad.

Can...... He is now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it is difficult to protect himself.

When I finally got the son, the full moon in the sky was like a silver plate, and the light fell down, and the warm pavilion actually sounded snoring.

Zhu Houzhao suddenly understood, his father planned to stay in this warm pavilion tonight? seems to have expected his absence, and his son doesn't know where to run to be lazy.

Zhu Houzhao didn't dare to sneak away, he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back!

At this moment, under this moonlight, a slim figure quietly appeared.

The figure covered the moonlight behind him, Zhu Houzhao raised his eyes weakly, he was dizzy, and his sudden eyes lit up: "Sister......"

This person is Zhu Xiurong, the princess of Taikang who came on tiptoe.

As soon as he saw his sister-in-law coming, Zhu Houzhao burst into tears, and he had a feeling of being in a desperate situation.

He clearly saw that in the girl's hand, under the cover of the long sleeves, there was also a food box with black lacquer as the face and cinnabar carved phoenix!

Zhu Houzhao smelled the fragrance of chicken legs, he swallowed his saliva, and then cautiously glanced at the warm pavilion, for fear that the snoring in the warm pavilion would stop, and said in a low voice: "Sister, you treat me best, I still wait for my mother to save me later, who would have expected that my sister will still remember me in my heart." ”

Zhu Xiurong tiptoed, looking very nervous, and whispered: "The queen mother knows that the matter involves the great-grandmother, where is it good to interfere, and the others are afraid of the father's punishment, and they dare not come, I thought to myself, my brother must be hungry, otherwise how can my body eat, brother, you are fine." ”

"Where is there nothing to do, I'm going to die, I'm hungry ......" Zhu Houzhao burst into tears, and his eyes looked directly at the food box.

Zhu Xiurong blushed with shame, as if he slipped out of his bedroom for the first time at night, and he couldn't help but feel worried.

She said softly, "I'm here to bring you food, I'm afraid you'll be hungry, huh...... Why did the imperial grandmother suddenly hate ...... What about hating Fang Jifan? ”

Zhu Houzhao licked his lips and said, "This guy, look for death!" Zhu Houzhao was angry and speechless: "Let him copy the scriptures, he doesn't, he has to write it himself, now write it, the imperial grandmother was furious, saying that he was a fallacy to confuse the public, it was a deviance, and he lost his temper, sister, is there a chicken leg in it, I smelled the fragrance of chicken legs." ”

Hearing the gossip and deviance, Zhu Xiurong couldn't help but tremble in his shoulders, and his pink pretty face was a little pale under the moonlight.

Fang Jifan is his own savior.

He still treats himself so well.

Although sometimes it is weird, but compared to this even more eccentric brother, I don't know how many times better.

He was still angry for himself, although he felt that it was always a little inappropriate for him to beat Mama Liu like that, but he was still for his own good.

But now, my great-grandmother is angry, and it's really bad.

Up and down in this palace, everyone knows that great-grandmother is quiet and inactive, and she rarely loses her temper, but once she gets angry, even her father doesn't dare to disobey her heart.

Zhu Xiurong actually fell into an inexplicable panic mood, a pair of eyes competing with the stars in the sky, which looked particularly moving, and there was a slight mist in the eyes!

At this time, she said softly: "Brother, you have to think of a way, otherwise it will be bad, he ...... Where do you know the temper of the emperor's grandmother, and I don't know that writing scriptures will lead to catastrophe, brother, you have to think about it, or ...... Go and ask for the queen mother...... I can't go, I'm a woman's house, how can I speak, brother, you are thick-skinned, if you die and beg for nothing, the queen mother will definitely be soft-hearted. ”