It was already night, and the palace, which had been a little loose in the past, was now tightly unable to fly a fly, and a team of guards patrolled inside and outside the palace.

Although the atmosphere of swords and soldiers outside the palace is strong, the atmosphere in the palace is very pleasant, and the defense of the ten palaces can be regarded as tight on the outside and loose on the inside, and the two masters of this palace, Zhu Yousong and Zhu Youzhen, have already eaten and sat in the hall with tea at this time.

Zhu Youzhen sat upright, his waist was straight, holding a teacup in his hand, bowing his head and blowing the tumbling tea leaves in the cup, he couldn't see the slightest laziness and slackness on him, and his posture was so upright that he really stood like a loose and sat like a clock.

On the other hand, Zhu Yousong is far away, at this moment he is paralyzed in the chair as if he has been pulled out of a bone, and he has found a comfortable position to hang his legs on the armrest, and he is holding a bamboo pick in his hand to pick his teeth.

This difficult action of sitting or not sitting is that the girl who specializes in practicing soft skills under the overpass sees it and wants to say hello.

But now that Zhu Yousong's posture is compared with Zhu Youzhen, even Lan'er, who is waiting on the side, is a little unbearable.

Lan'er looked at the two people sitting in the hall, and suddenly remembered that she had heard a word: the difference between cloud and mud. Lan'er went out and came in several times, how do you see it, how can her brother not get along with the dusty clouds that are high above, so she pulled the corner of Zhu Yousong's clothes several times by pouring tea.

With Lan'er's thoughts, no matter how humble the young man sitting in front of the prince is, how can he not enter the eyes of the prince, but the person who comes is a guest, since he has been entertaining guests in the hall, the courtesy of hospitality is indispensable.

Besides, the prince of the world treats guests in this posture, not only ruining his own prestige, but also damaging his reputation when he spreads it.

Zhu Yousong was impatient with Lan'er's pulling, so he had to sit up straight, he naturally knew why Lan'er pulled him.

Zhu Youzhen came three years earlier than him, and the way he received people and things and ate and lived did not affect the ancients around him, not to mention, now it seems that he was influenced by the ancients around him, thinking that this kid was in the dormitory back then, but he was famous for learning Uncle Ge's Ge You's paralysis.

Zhu Yousong didn't want to be as straight as Zhu Youzhen, but after trying it for less than a stick of incense, he couldn't stand it.

If the person sitting in front of him was not Zhu Youzhen, Zhu Yousong might give a thumbs up and secretly praise: Amazing.

But this thing was done by Zhu Youzhen, Zhu Youzhen, Zhu Yousong will not admire this person, so Zhu Youzhen, who is sitting in danger now, is like a primary school student who has just entered the first grade and listened to the class with his hands behind his back.

After Zhu Yousong finally took Lan'er away, his body collapsed back.

Zhu Youzhen looked at Zhu Yousong's sitting posture, shook his head with a smile, and remembered that since the crossing, except for a limited number of people, who saw him and didn't whisper? And since he ascended the throne, who has not been sincerely afraid to see himself?

Even the court dignitaries who were given their seats dared to sit down with only half of their buttocks in front of them, with their hands on their knees, and that posture was ready to stand up or kneel down at any time.

Still relaxed in front of Zhu Yousong, thinking like this, Zhu Youzhen bent his straight back, and his life in the Ming Dynasty in the past few years has indeed changed him a lot.

Zhu Youzhen drank tea, but Zhu Yousong drank sour plum soup with ice cubes, he took a sip, took a piece of ice floating on the surface of the water in his mouth, stretched his waist and let out a comfortable moan: "I'm full, I've drunk enough, I won't accept anything!" Uh-"

Seeing that Zhu Yousong was still the same as he used to be in school, Zhu Youzhen smiled and asked, "Do you have any other opinions on the incident before dinner?" ”

Zhu Yousong put the ice cube on his cheeks, and his handsome face was as if he had been swollen, and he replied: "Actually, you shouldn't discuss these things with me." ”

"Oh?"

Zhu Yousong turned his neck and asked, "Let me ask you, do you think I, a son who has just been in the Ming Dynasty for a few days, can understand the politics, economy and other messy systems of the Ming Dynasty?" ”

Zhu Yousong leaned forward, without waiting for Zhu Youzhen to reply, and then said: "I can't, I don't think you can either, the two of us are here behind closed doors, it is far better for you to find a few capable officials to discuss these things." ”

Zhu Youzhen nodded and said: "Actually, I have been looking for candidates, after all, the Son of Heaven asks about politics, this is a good tradition, but you can discuss the details with them and other trivial things, but this kind of work with Dading cannot be discussed with them." Once the general direction starts to be discussed with them, don't think that there is a reason for it. ”

Zhu Yousong snorted and asked, "Then do you have any ideas?" Is it really going to start taking action against civil and military officials and imperial relatives? ”

Zhu You smiled and said, "Don't worry, even if I want to do it, I will be measured, and I am not stunned." ”

Zhu Yousong glanced at him suspiciously, in his eyes, Zhu Youzhen was really stunned sometimes, so he asked uneasily: "You better tell me what you plan next, I don't know your plan, I always feel unsure." ”

Zhu Youzhen pursed his lips and said: "Of course it is an iron-fisted policy, Jingying has reached now, it can be said that I am firmly in our hands, and the next thing is to firmly hold the government in our hands again, this is not difficult, thanks to the spy policy of the Ming Dynasty, these people are so cute, when the day when Jinyiwei and the East and West factories were loyal to me, the Ming Dynasty government has actually begun to be in my hands." ”

"The top priority at present is to kick out some mediocre officials in the DPRK and China who only know how to intrigue, and bring up those officials who want to do things, can do things, and have the courage to do things."

Zhu Yousong asked, "Do you want to help Yang Lian up?" ”

Zhu Youzhen smiled and said: "Yang Lian must be helped up, but his qualifications are still not enough, and he still lacks the heat to go to the pavilion." ”

Zhu Yousong frowned and looked at Zhu Youzhen, Zhu Youzhen raised his eyebrows, and asked with a smile: "I don't know if you have heard of the name Han Yi?" ”

……

An old man in his sixties carried these hands on his back, standing on the hillside and looking up at the bright moon hanging like a jade plate in the sky.

The old man was dressed in a coarse linen coat with a hem that hung down to the ground, and in the bright moonlight he could clearly see that it was covered with mud.

But those who have a little insight will know that this old man is a scholar, and will not regard him as a kind of person with an old peasant who has eaten enough and sits in front of his house and smokes dry tobacco.

Although people cannot be good-looking, people often pursue the habit of judging people by their appearance in thousands of years of living habits.

After all, people can't look good, it's just an example, and judging people by their appearance is often right at a glance, just like you can't see beggars on the street, you think you can't judge people by their appearance, you think that people must be carrying a copy of "Rulai Divine Palm" or a shot is the eighteen palms of the dragon, right?

The old man had a temperament different from that of the old farmer, although his clothes were worn and his hair was half white, he combed it meticulously, tied it in a simple bun behind his head, and tied it to his head with a wooden hairpin. And on his wrinkled face, those eyes looked very wise in the moonlight.

If you see a lot of people, you will see that this old man is not a man of great wisdom, but he is also a very shrewd man! Such divine eyes would never appear on an old farmer who spends his days facing the loess with his back to the sky.

"Dead old man, he doesn't sleep in the middle of the night! Stand on the slope and drink the northwest wind! ”

The old man who was looking up at the bright moon heard his wife's shout, his straight back immediately collapsed, and he put his hands behind his back and whispered, "You can't be clean for a moment!" But he walked back without heeding.

An old woman sitting in the courtyard spinning cloth thumped her waist, and when she saw the old man enter the courtyard, she struggled to get up. When the daughter-in-law on the side saw it, she quickly picked her up.

When the old woman saw her wife enter the courtyard, she beat her back and complained, "What are you doing on that slope with this black light?" A handful of old bones, it's not worry-free, what if you accidentally hurt it? ”

The old man was unconvinced: "The old man is in good health!" Deaf and clear-sighted, how did it come to your mouth and become an old bone that can be planted on a small dirt slope? If you are still in the court, it will not be a problem to work for the Ming Dynasty for another twenty years! ”

The old woman pursed her mouth and said, "Not old?" Half of my hair is white, and a few days ago, who climbed onto the roof to change the thatch and couldn't get down? Still thinking about the court, there are all people who eat people and don't spit out bones, and you can retire peacefully It's already a great blessing for the first emperor! ”

Han Yi heard his wife mention his own troubles and talk about his career failure, and he was speechless. After a moment of silence, he flicked his sleeves and entered the house angrily.