In the Wenhua Hall of the East Palace, Zhu Zhanji was eating longevity noodles, and there were eight small dishes of meat and vegetables in front of him.

A room full of people, up and down, stared at him eating alone. Which dish you like to eat, eat more bite, which dish you don't like to eat, eat a bite and don't move, someone has specially written it down.

Although his cheap mother was eating, her eyes kept falling on him, even if he frowned, he quickly asked if the dish was not to taste.

It seemed that this was the first time he had eaten noodles with chopsticks, so he was a little unaccustomed to it, but he was determined not to let people feed them, and he ate them in a small bowl.

This so-called antique bowl is not at all comparable to the fine porcelain fired in later generations.

The chopsticks, inlaid with mahogany and silver, on the one hand to prevent poisoning, on the other hand, for aesthetics, can be regarded as the most delicate chopsticks he has ever used.

Looking at the group of women and eunuchs around him, he couldn't help but sigh.

Children who grow up in such an environment are raised by women and eunuchs like Jia Baoyu, and they dare not disobey at all, how capable people can they raise?

He also can't wait to spray the saliva on the faces of the protagonists of those novels, saying that there is no good food in ancient times.

Ordinary people may really have no conditions, and they can't make good things with good taste, but in this palace, even a plate of green vegetables can be fried deliciously.

Missing spices? In modern society, there are a few real chefs who add all kinds of spices to their dishes!

Those traversers really underestimated the craftsmanship of the ancients.

After eating two small bowls of noodles, Zhu Zhanji pushed away the rice bowl in front of him. "Mother, you're full."

Although Zhu Di had already named the Zhang family as the princess of Yan, Zhu Zhanji also began to call Zhu Gaochi his father. However, on the princess's side, he has always been used to calling his mother, and no one forced him to change his name, and he is still shouting like this.

Zhang personally took a handkerchief to help him wipe his mouth and said with a smile: "The queen mother ordered early in the morning, and when you finish eating, you will go to Kunning Palace to play." She had people build a Trojan horse, and you're sure to like it. ”

"What's so interesting about the Trojan Horse, he is not the original five-year-old Zhu Zhanji." Although he was full of slander, he also knew that at his age, he could only play with Trojan horses, and it was impossible to ride real horses.

In Zhu Zhanji's impression, he gets along well with his cheap grandmother. When he was in Beiping, he was left by the queen's side most of the time to relieve her boredom, and even his mother had to queue up if she wanted to get close to him.

It was only after coming to Jinling that he talked about the rules everywhere, and he was placed to live in the Wenhua Palace.

Zhu Zhanji knows very well that if he wants to live peacefully in the palace, Zhu Di needs to be liked the most, followed by the queen.

History once said that after the death of Empress Xu, Zhu Di did not establish another queen, so you can also know the importance of his grandmother.

As for his fat father, he just has to save face, and he doesn't need to bother deliberately. Anyway, Zhu Di died less than a year ago, and he also followed, and he only served as the emperor for a total of ten months.

Hearing what Zhang said, Zhu Zhanji hummed and said, "The child wants a real horse......

"That's not good, even if your imperial grandfather wants you to become a general, you have to wait until your bones are hard before you can polish your body. Don't tell the Queen, she'll worry about you. ”

Zhu Zhanji pretended to be sullen and hummed, and the Zhang family didn't care about him anymore, and ordered people to set up a sedan chair.

After Zhu Yuanzhang ascended the throne, officials were strictly restricted from riding in sedan chairs, stipulating that only women and the elderly and sick were allowed to ride in sedan chairs. Civil officials of the third rank and above are allowed to ride in a sedan chair carried by four people, and the rest are all horseback.

Regardless of age, honorable relatives and military attachés are not allowed to ride in a sedan chair; Those who illegally ride in the sedan chair and use eight people to carry the sedan chair without permission will be severely punished.

However, the area of the imperial palace is large, from the Wenhua Hall at the root of the southern city wall to the Kunning Palace in the northernmost part, it is almost a kilometer, so a few people are still allowed to take a sedan chair.

Coming out of the Wenhua Palace, Zhu Zhanji sat on the sedan chair carried by the four elderly palace maids, looking at the surrounding tree-lined scenery, and comparing these scenery with some vague memories in his mind.

The Wenhua Hall came out to the north, and the first thing to pass through was the Chunhe Hall that became a garden, which was burned by Emperor Jianwen, and was not rebuilt, and was planted with a flower.

It's just that it's still winter, and it's a little bleak.

The main hall on the left was also burned down and is currently being renovated, and the group walked north from the row of palaces on the right to avoid the craftsmen.

After passing through Yongfu Palace, Xingqing Palace, and arriving at Fengxian Palace, then this place began to belong to the scope of the harem.

I turned a distance to the west and entered the Qianqing Palace through a side door. This should be the place where the emperor sleeps and works, but in Zhu Zhanji's memory, Zhu Di is handling political affairs in Wuying Palace, so there is no one here most of the time.

Along the way, the palace maids and eunuchs they met all bent down and bowed their heads to show their salutes. It's not at all like what was filmed on TV, you have to kneel down and kowtow.

And there are not many eunuchs in the harem, and most of the eunuchs are small eunuchs.

Most of the palace maids here, the eunuchs serve the emperor, and the palace maids serve the concubines, which seems to have a clear boundary.

Legend has it that the palace was built by filling in the lake, but the ground later collapsed, causing the backyard to be flooded.

So after coming in, Zhu Zhanji has also been observing and found that the rumors are true. The walls of some courtyards are cracked due to the collapse of the ground, and there are signs of repair.

When the sedan chair arrived at Kunning Palace, a palace maid about thirty years old greeted her, first made a half-squat Wanfu salute to the Zhang family, and then stretched out her arm to Zhu Zhanji and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness the Prince has a happy birthday, and the slave maid wishes you happiness like the East China Sea." ”

Zhu Zhanji is still a little strange, didn't Fu Rudonghai tell the elderly?

However, he saw that Zhang's did not behave unusually, and he knew that this idiom might just be imperceptible in later generations, and there was a specific object.

Facing the arm she was in, Zhu Zhanji also stretched out his arm and let her hug herself off the sedan chair. "Jiang Shanggong is exempt, I have grown up, I don't need to hug it."

She smiled and put Zhu Zhanji on the ground. "Yes, yes, the son of the world will be seven years old today, and he will grow a year in one day."

Zhou You is still a little unaccustomed to this kind of virtual age algorithm, five years old is just six years old, just after the fifth birthday, it becomes seven years old.

This Jiang Shanggong can be regarded as the head of the palace maids, and to be able to mix into the Shanggong at the age of thirty requires not only exquisite eight-facedness, but also strong ability.

So even the Zhang family didn't dare to ignore her, staring at Zhu Zhanji's figure while talking to her. "Yesterday, Mrs. Lian Jiang Bo came to see the queen's mother, her face was not very good, did she come to complain?"

"Princess Wise, I'll talk to you in a moment......"

Zhu Zhanji pursed his lips secretly, these women, no matter what era, they can't get rid of the nature of gossip.

walked up the bluestone steps with little short legs, and those palace maids were obviously very familiar with him, those with rank said hello in turn, and those without rank didn't even have the qualifications to talk to him.

Kunning Palace is the queen's dormitory, the main hall is nine, three deep, from the outside, the area is about seven or eight hundred square meters.

With such a large area, of course, there is not just a bedroom, which is divided into different uses by walls and decorations.

Entering the door is a hall, about 15 meters deep, with carved seats on the left and right, and a coffee table in the middle of the seats.

The innermost part is a phoenix seat decorated with golden yellow decorations, where the queen meets ministers or noble wives.

Seven or eight little palace maids were wiping the dust, and when they saw him looking in from the door, they all smiled, and they didn't stop what they were doing.

Jiang Shanggong called him with a smile: "Doesn't His Royal Highness the Prince of the World dislike the main hall?" How did you run over there? Come on, the queen is looking forward to you! ”

Entering through the second door on the east side, this should be a small living room, and Empress Xu is sitting on a soft couch like a chaise longue, with some fabrics and needles and threads in front of her, and she is picking and choosing.

Seeing Zhu Zhanji, he immediately smiled, put down the silk thread in his hand, and beckoned to him. "Ki'er, come to grandma, I put on my crown today, and I really look like a little adult."

Zhu Zhanji recalled his memory, came to her, knelt down in front of her, and kowtowed three times. shouted: "The eldest grandson, King Yan's son, Zhanji, has come to see Her Royal Highness the Grandmother Empress." ”

Empress Xu hurriedly stood up in a panic, helped him up, hugged him in her arms and asked in surprise, "Why did Ji'er make this big gift?" ”

Although Zhu Zhanji was a little unaccustomed to being hugged so closely by a middle-aged woman, he did not resist, but pretended to be well-behaved and said: "Today is Ji'er's birthday, without my grandmother, there would be no father, and without my father, there would be no me, so I have to be grateful." ”

With the domineering and ruthlessness of Zhou You in his previous life, he would never have thought of such a thing. This sentence was said by the sensible Zhongxuan once when he was educating the naughty Zhongao, so that Zhou You remembered it.

Empress Xu asked, "Who taught you this?" ”

"No one teaches the child, the child thinks for himself."

Queen Xu didn't believe it, and her eyes looked at Fu Dianyi and Xue Zhangyu at the back of the crowd. The two of them were frightened and immediately stepped forward and knelt down, but they didn't dare to open their mouths to shout for injustice.

"You didn't talk to the prince in private, did you?"

"The slave doesn't dare," both of them hurriedly responded.

"How could the son of the world say such a thing? He didn't know that until he knew it! It would be a great sin for a six-year-old child to be taught to be a sycophant. ”

It is not difficult to find out about this matter, because there are at least four people around him to take care of each other, help each other, and supervise each other. Therefore, if you ask separately, no one can hide what they said to Zhu Zhanji.

It took a while for Empress Xu to be sure that there was indeed no one to teach Zhu Zhanji, and if it was instigated by an adult, it would be ill-intentioned. But it is really a five-year-old child who can be so sensible, which will only make Queen Xu like this smart grandson more and more.

Zhang told Queen Xu what Zhu Zhanji told her in the morning, which made Queen Xu more and more happy, and hugged Zhu Zhanji and asked, "Tell Grandma Ji'er, why did you think of this?" ”

Zhu Zhanji deliberately pretended to be unhappy. "My grandmother didn't believe in Kei...... Son, there is no one to teach ...... I'm thinking about it myself. ”

Zhou You felt more and more that the name Zhu Zhanji was really too low, Ji'er, Ji'er, who put this thing on his lips every day!

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