The hour has already turned over the card, and the Dongnuan Pavilion in the front hall of Yanqi Palace is silent, and on the hot fire, Zheng Shufei is hugging her eyes closed, even in her sleep, she still frowns from time to time.

Zhu Yijun sat cross-legged next to her, with a kang table in front of him, and a lot of music folds were placed on it.

The kang table is made of fragrant sandalwood, with a high waist, a tooth strip, and a dragon is embossed on the tooth strip. Under the tooth strip, is the almost spherical animal foot horseshoe, the intersection of the horse's hooves and the tooth strip, the relief of the dragon's head, hideous and vivid, the overall shape is simple and elegant without losing the fine and elegant, with a very high artistic standard, if it can be left to future generations, it is definitely the most popular lot in the auction.

There was a strong smell of medicine wafting in the warm pavilion, and after taking the medicine, Zheng Shufei's heart hurt almost and she fell asleep not long ago.

There are a lot of folds, and there are several stacks on the kang table, most of which have been reviewed by Zhu Yijun, and there are probably more than ten books that have not been approved.

It's not that Zhu Yijun needs to review so many folds every day, and there are cabinet ministers and celebrants to help deal with government affairs, in fact, the emperors of the Ming Dynasty can do it more easily than the emperors of previous dynasties. In fact, even if the emperor did not care about the government, the empire could continue to operate under the dual leadership of the inner court and the outer court.

But Zhu Yijun has been taught since childhood, and under the spur of Li Caifeng, Zhang Juzheng, Feng Bao and others, he has already developed the habit of diligence and established lofty ambitions, so his career as an emperor is destined to be harder than that of his fathers and ancestors - since he became an emperor, he has strictly followed various etiquette. He sacrificed heaven and earth, sacrificed to his ancestors, celebrated New Year's Day, and rewarded Duanyang. Receiving foreign envoys, retired and meritorious seniors.

In November of each year, he received the calendar for the following year, and officially promulgated it throughout the country, so that the subjects of the world would know the basis of astronomy and festivals, know when to sow grain, know when to move, and know when to marry.

In the spring, he would hold a "pro-ploughing" near the Xiannongtan to tell his subjects that the royal family attached great importance to agriculture.

If the emperor wants to make a difference, these are necessary tasks, including the morning court every 369, including the appointment and dismissal of important officials, and of course, the daily review of the recitals.

For these, he rarely gets tired, but today is very special, don't look at the speed of review, but his mind is obviously not on these folds.

"Hmm......" With a sigh, the sleeping Zheng Mengjing suddenly sat up holding his chest, Zhu Yijun had been paying attention to her movements, and when he saw this, he hurriedly turned his body and grabbed her shoulder and asked:

"What's wrong Meng'er, does my heart hurt again?"

"Much better, Your Majesty," Zhu Yijun's concern came from the bottom of his heart, overflowing with words, Zheng Mengjing felt very real, because of this, he felt more and more guilty about lying and deceiving him, but Zhang You is his father's life-saving benefactor after all, the ancients said that the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, and it is just a matter of not having the ability, in the case of being able to affect Zhu Yijun, she can't turn a blind eye anyway.

"It's just a nightmare...... What time is it? How long have I been asleep? ”

"It's time, and I haven't slept for long, less than half an hour."

"It's so late, huh? If you don't go back to the Qianqing Palace, you won't be afraid of the queen and Grandpa Feng......"

Before the words fell, Wei He, the steward brand, suddenly walked in, and Zheng Mengjing swallowed back the words behind him and asked, "What's the matter, Grandpa Wei?" ”

Wei He had a bitter face, and before he could speak, Zhu Yijun changed his face and said: "Tell Song Guozhong that I will stay in Yanqi Palace tonight, and ask him to get rid of Lao Tzu quickly, and if he dares to make noise, I will immediately remove his respectful room steward." ”

"Long live grandpa is angry, long live grandpa is angry, and the slaves and maids don't want to ...... But the ancestral training is there, if you stay in Yanqi Palace, let the ancestors know, you should ......"

According to the regulations, except for Kunning Palace, the emperor cannot stay in the dormitory of other concubines, Liu Zhaofei's position is much higher than that of Zheng Shufei, and when she sleeps, she has to take off her nakedness, wrap herself in a quilt, and be sent to Qianqing Palace by the little eunuchs.

As for the "old ancestor" in Wei He's mouth, he did not refer to Zhang Hong, Zhang Whale's father-in-law, but Feng Bao, the master of ceremonies. This monarch has the highest status among tens of thousands of eunuchs, except for a few high-ranking eunuchs, when the rest of the eunuchs call him, they generally call him "old ancestor".

Because of Zhang You's matter, Zhu Yijun's anger was not smooth, it was okay not to listen to this, as soon as he heard the title of "Old Ancestor", the anger that he had finally suppressed suddenly came up, and his body turned, his legs had already reached the edge of the kang, and he kicked Wei He aside when he raised his foot:

"Is I the emperor or is the 'old ancestor' the emperor? Tell Song Guozhong that I won't go anywhere today, just sleep in Yanqi Palace, tell him to hurry up, and tell his companion if he is brave enough! ”

Wei He was scolded and urinated, and crawled out of the warm pavilion, repeating Zhu Yijun's words to Song Guozhong, the steward of the Jingshi room, and seeing him leave with a wry smile, his mind turned around, and he said secretly: "Originally, Zhang Whale's father-in-law asked our family to come to Yanqi Palace to serve Zheng Shuconcubine, and our family was reluctant, look at the meaning of Long Live Lord, it is estimated that it will not be long before Zheng Shuconcubine will have to take the position." With her help, winning Feng Bao will have a better chance of winning. In the future, Zhang Jing will replace Feng Bao's seal of ceremonies, so why do you have to get a eunuch for our family? ”

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile happily.

"Your Majesty, you are so good to me, I ......" Zheng Mengjing saw that Zhu Yijun was more and more moved because of his anger, and couldn't help but lean his face on Zhu Yijun's back, stretched out his arms, and hugged his waist tightly from behind.

Feeling the two lumps of softness on his back, Zhu Yijun reacted suddenly, but when he thought that his little dream was unwell, he took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress his excitement.

"Silly girl, this is what you deserve, do you know, since you entered the palace, these few days have been the most comfortable period of time I have ever lived."

"Well, I can get your attention, Meng'er is indescribably happy in my heart, I'm not afraid of your jokes, I'm still like a dream."

"And now?" Zhu Yijun turned around, put his lips together and pecked lightly on her moist lips, and smiled.

Zheng Mengjing closed his eyes and muttered, "Even if it's really just a dream, I am content with this time with Your Majesty." ”

"It's good to be content, I'm afraid that I'm afraid of the lack of people's hearts, some people, the more you treat him, the less he cares." Unconsciously, Zhu Yijun remembered Zhang You again.

Zheng Mengjing opened his eyes suddenly, guessed his thoughts, and said thoughtfully: "Did you think of that Zhang You again?" Since you can't let it go, according to me, you should still see him in person, and falsely preach the holy message, just to save your own servant? I always feel that it's not that simple, isn't the hot air balloon made by him, how can such a smart person make such a low-level mistake? ”

"That's right," Zhu Yijun's eyes suddenly lit up: "Patronizing and getting angry, I forgot to ask his servants why they killed people in the street, no, I will summon Zhang Whale over to ask." ”