For a while, he couldn't help but feel a little speechless, Zhu Qiyu felt that he had a pot on his head, and it was an old pot that had been burned for decades, and the bottom of the pot was as black as lacquer, and he couldn't wipe off the color.

The benefits and good reputation have all been taken up by Zhu Qizhen, and he can't even take care of a single hair, and he also let the ministers point the finger at themselves, and the Qingliu gentry also beat the side drums outside the court, and attacked the ministers and the towns one by one.

In addition to these things, there is another thing that makes Zhu Qiyu's heart feel depressed and want to vomit blood, that is, he originally had the intention of any of his eunuchs to go to the border town of Xuanfu to guard it, and the ministers strongly opposed it.

But the eunuchs in the palace were also afraid of this, as if they were afraid that the eunuch who had a good sense of the eunuch in the past, but after becoming the emperor, Zhu Qizhen, who had a great change in his attitude towards the eunuchs, looked at himself and others unpleasantly.

After all, eunuchs go out of town, it can be regarded as a fat difference, you know, every town guard eunuch or garrison eunuch, every year in addition to filial piety to those long divisions in the palace, as well as up and down, if you don't earn 350,000 taels of silver, you are embarrassed to show your face to say hello when you see your colleagues.

And now, the border town of Xuanfu suddenly has five more fat positions, according to the usual practice, I am afraid that it will be fought for a long time, but this time, no eunuch stood up, put on a posture of wanting to die for the Son of Heaven and work hard for the Ming Dynasty, and asked to be released to guard the town.

In a word, that's because Zhu Qizhen, the emperor of the emperor, is squatting there, his eyes are eyeing each other, and he is sharpening his knife in his hand, everyone wants to make money, but everyone knows that if you earn money, you don't have a life to spend it, so what is the money for?

As a result, the eunuchs in the palace were extremely silent, as if they had changed their ways and become good people who were modest and tolerant. And from time to time, he vaguely complained to Zhu Qiyu that the courtiers' disgust with the eunuchs was intensifying. As a result, the work of the guards and eunuchs outside the palace has been greatly affected.

Thinking of this, Zhu Qiyu couldn't help but sigh with a bag of tears. Nima, why does Lao Tzu have to suffer the anger of his courtiers all day long, why do he have to suffer the anger of the imperial brother who has obviously abdicated the throne, but he still has to keep worrying?

When he is an emperor, he is indeed a majestic position, above ten thousand people, and prominent in the world. But this emperor's work is really fucking not easy, this is a conclusion after being the emperor for most of the day.

--------------------At this time, a chubby little guy with a pair of big black and white eyes, between his eyebrows, somewhat similar to that Hang Guifei, walked into the hall under the careful embrace of a group of eunuchs and palace maids.

After seeing the Hang Guifei and Zhu Qiyu in the hall, she couldn't help but scream with joy on her face. "Mother, father." The one who came was the only bloodline of Zhu Qiyu, the emperor's eldest son Zhu Jianji.

Seeing Zhu Jianji appear at the door of the hall, Zhu Qiyu couldn't care about the full mind anymore, and stood up with a smile and opened his arms. "Come, good boy, come here and let my father see if he has grown taller again."

However, Zhu Jianji saw that his mother was slowly shaking her head at him, and couldn't help but pause and rush towards his father, honestly knelt down on the floor, and kowtowed respectfully: "The son sees the father." ”

Seeing that his son, who had just turned three years old, actually saluted him so respectfully, he felt that it seemed that something was wrong with this, so he quickly reached out to help Zhu Jianji, hugged him in his arms, and kissed his son's fleshy face fiercely. "Who taught you this?"

"It was taught by my mother." The little guy reached out and wiped the saliva on his face, and frowned, which made Zhu Qiyu even more amused. However, after Zhu Qiyu laughed, he walked to the side of the concubine with the little guy in his arms and said warmly: "Why should the concubine be careless, seeing that the concubine is still young, why should you let him suffer like this." ”

"Your Majesty, what are you talking about, monarchs and ministers, fathers and sons, this is what the saint said. Now, you are the king of my Ming Dynasty, everyone in the world is under you, and you are the father of Jianji, no matter from which point, Jianji should call you so. ”

"Since he was a child, he should have known that his father was the son of heaven of the Ming Dynasty and the king of the Ming Dynasty." Hang Guifei looked at Zhu Jianji who was looking curiously around in Zhu Qiyu's arms with a doting face, and her eyes fell on Zhu Qiyu's face again, with a look of adoration, I have to say that this kind of expression and gaze is the most stimulating for the male surname, at least, Zhu Qiyu was deeply moved. "Concubine, I ......"

"Your Majesty's intentions, the concubines know." Hang Guifei buried her head deeply, as if she was like a silk luo wrapped around the majestic giant tree.

Wang Cheng, who accompanied Zhu Qiyu all the way from the main hall to here, bowed his head slightly, and said with a smile: "I think that the Long Live Lord was as big as seeing the Shen Prince, and when I saw Emperor Xuanzong, it was also this paragraph, and now I see the Long Live Lord and the Shen Emperor's father's filial piety, even if the old slave closes his eyes today, it is worth it." ”

"Why do you want to say such a thing, I grew up watching you, and now that I have become the Son of Heaven, I still need you to work with Shu Liang, Zhang Yong, and Wang Qin to assist me well, don't have such thoughts, you know?" Holding his son and looking at the delicate concubine in his arms, Zhu Qiyu couldn't help but smile with a high heart.

"Your Majesty Xie values the old slave, Your Majesty has a life, I'm afraid that it is the Lord of Yama, and I have to avoid it for the time being." Wang Cheng hurriedly bowed, and by the way, he patted Zhu Qiyu's ass in a joking tone, which provoked the great tomorrow and couldn't help but smile and said: "Okay, okay, I am just the son of heaven in the world, how can I manage the underworld of the Yin Dynasty." ”

After teasing Zhu Jianji for a while, the little guy went out to make trouble for a long time, about tired, not a lot of effort, pulled his eyelids and called his mother directly, and fell asleep soundly in the arms of the little concubine, looking at the little guy's fleshy face, Zhu Qiyu couldn't help but reach out and pinch it gently, but what he got was a flattering look with anger from the concubine. "Your Majesty, you are really, don't frighten the child."

"Okay, I'll stop making trouble, when the little guy wakes up, I'll spend more time with him." Zhu Qiyu smiled disapprovingly and said warmly.

"That's natural, he is your emperor's son, and as a father, he naturally wants to accompany him more." When Concubine Hang Guifei heard this, she couldn't help but smile, and those eyes that were originally full of love were in a position that Zhu Qiyu couldn't see, and she reverted to Wang Cheng, who was standing in the hall and had been smiling and looking at this side.

-------------------- received the glance handed over by Concubine Hang, and Wang Cheng cleared his throat and said cautiously: "Long live Lord, this is the meeting today, the old slave feels that they have reacted so strongly, it is really a little strange, but now that I think about it, I am afraid that those civil and military ministers have other ideas in their hearts......

"Oh, Otobe, what do you think, just say it." Zhu Qiyu's eyes fell on Wang Cheng who spoke, and his tone changed a lot, this Wang Cheng Wang companion has been waiting by his side since he was a child. After more than 20 years of ups and downs, Wang Cheng has never given up, Zhu Qiyu inherited the tradition of the Ming Dynasty emperor's habit of being close to eunuchs, and has always attached great importance to Wang Cheng's opinions.

"The slave maid thinks that those civil and military ministers are not disrespectful to Your Majesty, but they are afraid that they will be in line with Your Majesty's wishes, and they will come to say ......" Wang Cheng paused slightly, but his eyes fell on Zhu Jianji, who was sleeping soundly in the arms of Concubine Hang.

Zhu Qiyu was stunned for a moment, and when he followed Wang Cheng's gaze and saw his Zhu Jianshen who was in the arms of Concubine Hang, Fang Zi was a little stunned, and his face couldn't help but be much gloomy in an instant, and his brows were also raised.

Seeing the change in Zhu Qiyu's expression, Wang Cheng, who knew in his heart that he had reached the fire, couldn't help but show a look of panic and bowed to the ground at this moment. "Long live the old slave, damn it, the old slave ...... this mouth"

"It's okay, you can keep talking, I want to hear it." At this moment, Zhu Qiyu had already sat up straight, and his voice was cold and cold.

At this time, Hang Guifei raised her eyebrows lightly and made a look, and the remaining few henchmen and eunuchs in the hall also left the hall and stayed outside the hall.

Wang Cheng wiped the corners of his eyes, and said with a trembling mouth: "Since the Long Live Lord is willing to listen, the old slave will be released today." The old slave watched you grow up, and knew that you were kind-hearted and never liked to fight with others. However, the affairs of the heavenly family can't be too casual after all. ”

"To tell the truth, long live your dragon health, this old slave knows, but those ministers, many generations of emperors, they think, naturally deep, as the so-called, once a son of heaven, a courtier, but long live the lord, don't forget, the crown prince, not long live your in-laws and children to see the prince......" Wang Cheng's words are completely naked.

Zhu Qiyu couldn't understand the reasoning, the reason why the ministers always went against him, perhaps because he had not been in office for a long time and his prestige had not been established, I am afraid that it had more to do with what Wang Cheng said.

Zhu Qiyu, whose face became more and more ugly, gritted his teeth tightly, and his eyes almost wanted to breathe fire. The voice was hoarse like that of a wounded lone wolf, and there was a hideousness in it: "You give me to continue." ”

Wang Cheng knew that the heat was enough, and if he continued to stimulate it, he would be unlucky, and the tone of his words changed suddenly: "The prince of Jianji is very smart, and his appearance and surname are like long live the lord, and he is really a master." Moreover, the son inherits the father's business, this is an unswerving truth, long live the lord, you must also know, the beginning of the founding of the former Song Dynasty, right? ”

Hearing this, looking at the cute and well-behaved Zhu Jianji, Zhu Qiyu's originally iron-blue face slowly turned red mixed with excitement and expectation, and the essence in his eyes became more and more vigorous. His hands couldn't help but clench into fists, yes, why didn't he think of it?

(To be continued)