In Kunning Palace, Empress Zhang Yan also got the information of Zhu Youzhen's assassination.

She muttered to herself, "Could it be Wei Eunuch?" Can Wei Gelding have such courage? Is it wrong to support Shin Oh yourself? King Xin is still too young, and he is not Wei Biao's opponent at all, so you must not harm him! When she was sure that Zhu Youzhen had not received any harm, she temporarily calmed down, "Fifth brother, you must not make any baskets, otherwise I will be a sinner of the royal family." ”

Zhang Yan thought about it, at the age of fifteen, King Xin could escape from the assassination of the thief, maybe he was Wei Gelding's nemesis. It's just that where did he get his martial arts?

As the center of the storm, Zhu Youzhen slept well in the palace and did not wake up until evening. "Wan'er, how is Captain Wang?"

"Your Highness, Captain Wang is fine. The imperial doctor said that Captain Wang did not hurt his muscles and bones, and he would rest for half a month, so he should be fine. He's gone back. Wan'er is simply the housekeeper, and she made Wang Mujiu's affairs clear, "Your Highness, you have slept for most of the day, do you want dinner?" ”

"Well, it just so happens that I'm hungry too." After fighting for most of the night, the consumption of the body is too great, and it is necessary to replenish nutrition in time.

"Your Highness, wait a minute, it will be fine immediately." Wan'er slipped out of Zhu Youzhen's dormitory.

The food in his house is fragrant, and Zhu Youzhen gobbled it up, as if Wan'er was robbing him. Wan'er stood opposite him, looking at Zhu Youzhen motionlessly. "What's wrong? Wan'er? Zhu Youzhen found that the surroundings were very quiet, and the atmosphere was a little wrong, so he stopped his chopsticks. Wan'er's pink little mouth, she usually forgets to rest, but now she doesn't say a word.

"Your Highness, it is also a meal in the house, and the slave maid has never seen His Highness eat so sweetly before. His Highness must have endured a lot of hardships in the barracks. Wan'er's little face changed color, and her bright eyes seemed to have a bright light, "Your Highness, don't go to the barracks in the future." ”

"Wan'er, I am a man, I am the king of the Ming Dynasty, how can I stay in these palaces all my life and die of drunken dreams?" Zhu Youzhen was waiting to talk to Wan'er about his ideals, but felt that such a topic was too weighty.

Wan'er, a little girl who has lived in the palace since she was a child and has never even been out of the Forbidden City, where does she understand the things of Daming's past and future lives? Besides, Zhu Youzhen is indeed hungry, so he should fill his stomach first.

Wan'er's big eyes flickered, her gaze wanted to refuse and welcome, in this space of only two people, Wan'er's shyness seemed to have faded a lot.

"Your Highness, do you want to take a bath?" Wan'er has the potential to be a housekeeper's mother-in-law, perhaps because she is used to the aroma of the palace's fat powder, and she keenly noticed the stinky sweat emanating from Zhu Youzhen's body.

"You go and prepare, I'll practice the gong first, and then take a shower when I'm done." Three times a day, Zhu You couldn't move the thunder, but the big and small Zhou Tian had already broken through, and it didn't take long to get the gong up, skillful and smooth.

After practicing, Wan'er had already put the bath water, and in the round wooden barrel, it was steaming, there were many petals floating on the water, and all kinds of strange fragrances rushed to the depths of her mind. Do you need so much hot water this season? Wan'er probably thought that I had never taken a bath in the barracks, so let me soak up today. In later generations, Zhu Youzhen really likes to take a bath and soak his feet, during this time in the barracks, he is too busy and tired, how can he have time to take a bath? Just enough for today.

Zhu Youzhen stripped naked, sat in the barrel, closed his eyes, didn't think about anything, he wanted to relax.

"Your Highness has been in the barracks for so long, no one has helped you, your body must not be clean, I don't know if there are lice on your body?" Wan'er appeared in front of the barrel with a smile on her face, she had already taken off her coat, wearing only pink shorts and beige shorts, the texture of the pants was very soft, and it could not hide the graceful curves of her body at all. In fact, there was no cover at all, Wan'er's delicate arms and slender calves were completely exposed in front of Zhu Youzhen's eyes, but the light in the bathroom was a little dim and he couldn't see clearly.

Zhu Youzhen knew that Wan'er was going to bathe himself, in his predecessor memory, Wan'er was the one who often bathed him, and his body had already let Wan'er see through, so he didn't refuse Wan'er's gentle little hands.

"Your Highness, you must be very tired in the barracks on weekdays, seeing that your face has turned dark, do you want to relax tonight?" Wan'er's voice was so small that she seemed to be able to hear it as long as she was herself, her eyes didn't dare to look at Zhu Youzhen, she lowered her head slightly, her scattered hair just covered her delicate little face, but she exposed a snow-white neck, and in the hot fumigation, the white was red, like a red spring rain on the newly blooming pear blossoms.

"Relax?" Zhu Youzhen was stunned, this is the boudoir joke of their predecessor, even if there is no spirit between each other, with Zhu Youzhen's life experience of more than 40 years, can you still understand the little girl's blue heart? Besides, this season of peach blossoms is ......

In Daming, Zhu Youzhen's parents died early, and even his adoptive mother has passed away, although his sister-in-law and eldest brother love him very much, they all have their own careers, inside and outside the palace, and there are few opportunities to meet.

The one who really cares about him the most and treats him as heaven is this lovely little girl. The real Zhu Youzhen has already communicated with her, he is Zhu Youzhen's stand-in, and there is no obstacle in his heart. Facing such a young, beautiful, caring and lovely little girl, Zhu Youzhen couldn't suppress the rapid rise of his male hormones.

Several birdsong broke the tranquility of the Xinwang Mansion, Zhu Youzhen opened his eyes and found that the sky was already bright, and he wanted to get up and practice, the external skill of the Void Divine Skill.

Suddenly I felt that my chest was very heavy, and I touched it with my hand, and it was soft and warm. It turned out to be Wan'er's delicate and delicate arm, which was lightly wrapped around her chest like a thin vine. Wan'er hadn't woken up yet, her eyes were slightly closed, maybe she was tired last night, her little face was leaning crookedly under Zhu Youzhen's armpits, and her breathing was relatively heavy, as if the Nanshan Banshee was greedily breathing in his masculinity. Only then did Zhu Youzhen remember last night's relaxation, saying that he was relaxed, but in fact he was more tired than training in the barracks, no wonder he woke up later than usual in the morning.

Zhu Youzhen moved his body slightly, but unexpectedly alarmed Wan'er. The sky was already bright, and she was still in Zhu Youzhen's arms. She blushed, lowered her head, quickly dressed, turned and trotted out of the room. Zhu Youzhen also got dressed and went to the back garden to practice.

"Wan'er, I want to meet the imperial brother." Zhu Youzhen also regards Wan'er as his housekeeper, and likes to talk to her about something. He came back from the barracks, not to linger with Wan'er, he wanted to meet the imperial brother and see if he could allocate some silver.

If you want to make the soldiers of the Fenwu battalion well-fed, you must increase the input in food, Qin Yongnian has already spent most of the silver he withdrew, and there is not much cash in the Xinwang Mansion, so it is best for the royal brother to allocate some silver taels from the Inner Palace, and the right to give him the prince to visit the Qinglou.

In addition, he also wanted to equip the Fenwu battalion with some firearms, although the soldiers of the Fenwu battalion trained very hard, and over time, their combat effectiveness would be significantly improved, but they could not be compared with the Jiannu outside the Guan, even if they had an absolute advantage in numbers, the Jingshi army and Jiannu could not directly confront each other in the field.

In fact, the Ming Dynasty is much more advanced in science and technology than Jiannu, and in order to give full play to the advantages of the Ming Dynasty, firearms are the first choice. Now the Ming firearms can not defeat the Jiannu's cavalry, the Ming firearms are at the critical moment of the butterfly pupation, once the feathering, you can easily defeat the nomadic cavalry, on the contrary, the Ming in the feathering, it is also the most vulnerable moment, the most vulnerable to be attacked by others. Zhu Youzhen now wants to use his experience in later generations to help the Ming Dynasty quickly pass the feather period.

"Your Highness, if you want to see the emperor, you have to wait for the emperor to retire from the court, and then go to the imperial study, go now, I'm afraid it's a little early." Wan'er was a little dependent, she really didn't want Zhu Youzhen to just go home last night and leave this morning, but she couldn't stop Zhu Youzhen, after all, the prince was thinking about national affairs.

"Then I'll leave later." The ancient emperors were really tired, and they had to review the recitals until late at night, and there were a large number of fertile fields to cultivate, so they generally slept late. In the morning, before dawn, they have to go to the morning court, their hard work is not something that ordinary people can understand, no wonder the emperors of the Ming Dynasty are very short-lived, and few live past forty years old. Zhu Youzhen thought that if he became the emperor, he must reform the early dynasty system and let himself sleep until he woke up naturally.

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