Chapter Eighty-Five: What Should Be Managed Must Be Managed

Emperor Wanli's legs and feet were disabled since childhood, and he walked lame, but his actions actually didn't have much effect.

In the first twenty days of queue practice in the Tiger Mighty Martial Arts Pavilion, Emperor Wanli could also keep up, but after the running activity increased, Wanli was a little struggling.

Of course, the instructors and Wang Tong took into account the situation of Emperor Wanli, so at the beginning, the speed of jogging was very low, from front to back according to the height of the height, and Emperor Wanli followed at the back with Li Hutou.

But take care of it, the purpose of Emperor Wanli coming to this martial arts hall is to grow taller, this purpose is naturally kept secret in the palace, and Wang Tong will not tell others, but in order to achieve this purpose, the amount of exercise cannot be too small, and the teachers also feel that it is too ineffective to boil up the body, so jogging is too ineffective, at least you have to sweat to be considered active.

The distance of running, and the speed requirements of running, start to increase day by day.

On the afternoon of February 15, he began to run, and on the day of February 21, Emperor Wanli was a little unable to keep up, running two laps around the field, and there were more than a dozen steps from the finish line.

Wang Tong didn't know the situation in the back row in the first row, but he could see that several teachers in this scene were shaken, and his face barely pretended to be expressionless.

Just after the fall, Emperor Wanli's hand rubbed the skin on the ground, nothing else, looking at the pampered little fat man did not cry out in pain, he stood at the end of the line with his head stuffy.

The afternoon class and training ended so calmly, but when it was dark, several teachers came to Wang Tong secretly.

After Shang Lei, the head of the Ministry of War, came over to transcribe the incident of the ceremony, Wang Tongfan met with foreign guests at night in this delicious restaurant, anyway, there was nothing to do with him, just talk about it openly.

"Mr. Wang, today I said that Long Live Lord fell that time, will we have anything to do with it!"

Zhao Da, who has always been steady, was very nervous, and another Qian Er also followed closely and said:

"The dragon's body is injured, if the palace blames it, it will be a crime of killing the head and robbing the family......"

Wang Tongzhen didn't know how to answer, he was also uneasy in his heart, it was inevitable that the boys' sports would be injured, but this injury appeared on Emperor Wanli, and the surname was different.

When I was thinking about the martial arts hall, I didn't take this aspect into account at all, and I thought about it, but Wang Tong still said in a big way:

"If there is any sin, it is all Wang's fault, a few teachers don't have to worry, Wang will bear it."

If the instructors were afraid, there would be no need to do this, and if Emperor Wanli felt that he was being treated specially, he would soon lose interest.

Before the instructors answered, someone knocked on the door outside, who would come so late, but the man reported to himself and said:

"Lord Wang, I am Xue Zhanye, and I have a will to convey it."

Xue Zhanye, that is, the one who raised the sentence of the East Factory to 100 households, this will must be related to Wanli's abrasions, Wang Tong hurriedly got up to open the door, and several anxious teachers watched Xue Zhanye, who was in a blue robe and brocade robe, come in, almost trembling on his body, and hurriedly stood up.

"There is a will!"

A few people were just about to kneel, but Xue Zhanye said loudly:

"The Queen Mother said, stand and listen, you are all taught by the Pope to practice the body, and you have to take care of what you should manage, the children of the common people are as long and strong as they bump and bump, and the same is true for the Son of Heaven, a few teachers don't have to worry, just do things with peace of mind."

The people below had to answer "Niang Niang Shengming", so they dared to get up and stand up, Xue Zhanye said expressionlessly:

"Let's go back and rest! The official has something to say to Lord Wang. ”

Several teachers didn't dare to say more, but after walking out, Xue Zhanye, who was sentenced to 100 households in the East Factory, had a smile on his face and said politely:

"So that Lord Wang knows, originally this news should have been spread by Gonggong Zou, but it was too late, and it was hung down with a basket on the palace city, and Gonggong Zhang asked him to bring a message to Lord Wang, and he was relieved."

The attitude between the words is polite, you must know that the status of the 100 households in this Dongchang is higher than this small general banner, and Xue Zhanye is here to spread the will, but Xue Zhanye's attitude seems to be that the lower officials see the upper officials, and there are almost hundreds of people in the general banner of this Jinyi Guard.

I am afraid that there is only one general flag that may let Zhang Cheng and Zhang Gonggong personally greet him and ask to bring it overnight, and can naturally sit in front of Zhang Gonggong.

Wang Tong didn't take it big, the gap in identity is really here, the two sides talk and laugh, and they are very close to nature.

However, what Wang Tong or those few teachers didn't expect was that after Emperor Wanli covered the wounds on his hands and left the martial arts hall, Dongchang's fans and secret agents had already blocked the circle around Nanjie, waiting for orders from the palace, as long as they wanted to be investigated, they would arrest people immediately.

Zhang Cheng was waiting in a hut not far away according to the rules, and was also startled when he saw this wound of Emperor Wanli, so he first found someone to deal with it, and then hurriedly brought it back to the palace.

There is no trivial matter in the heavenly family, how will the empress dowager who has always felt sorry for the emperor deal with it, even Zhang Cheng, who is deep in the city government, is not sure, and he is very worried.

When he rushed to the Empress Dowager Cisheng's Li family, the female official guarding outside reported that it was the eunuch Feng Bao Feng Gongcheng who was in charge of the seal of the celebrant and the eunuch Feng Bao Feng Gongcheng was inside.

"I didn't expect this kid to be busy with so many things every day, and it was really difficult for him inside and out. ”

There was no joy or anger on the face of the Empress Dowager Cisheng, but listening to Feng Bao's faint evaluation, Feng Bao frowned and said:

"Your Majesty is practicing in the martial arts hall, Wang Tong should be taking care of it wholeheartedly, but he is so distracted, should the slave send someone to reprimand."

"Reprimanding is very much, every time he goes to the duty point, recruits helpers to patrol and investigate, if he flatters the emperor every time and doesn't care about his own duties, then he is not doing his job, what we lack is such a child who is willing to do things."

"Niangniang Shengming, it's the minions who are too worried."

After seeing the smile on Empress Dowager Li's face, Feng Bao didn't say more, and there was a female official outside who reported that the emperor and Gonggong Zhang had arrived.

Hearing the announcement, the smile on the queen mother's face became brighter, and she commanded repeatedly:

"Hurry up and tell the imperial dining room to send the prepared meals, the emperor must be hungry after practicing all afternoon, and the mourning family is happy to see the emperor's food!"

While speaking, Emperor Wanli and his companion Zhang Cheng walked in, Feng Bao was about to kneel down and salute, but when he saw the gauze wrapped around the little emperor's hand, he immediately glared, walked over a few steps, bowed down to him and asked with concern:

"Long live Lord, what's going on with the injury on this hand, does it hurt......

The little emperor of Wanli shook his head and replied directly:

"Don't worry, the small wound is medicated, and there is nothing to do."

Feng Bao looked at it carefully, but looked up at Zhang Cheng and said:

"How did you do this errand, what is the matter with the injury of the Long Live Lord!?"

Zhang Cheng, whether in name or in fact, is already the number two person among the internal officials, but when he was reprimanded by Feng Bao like this, he still lowered his head in fear, but Emperor Wanli had already walked up to the Empress Dowager Li, and after greeting him, he said directly:

"Queen Mother, the son-in-law is hungry, is the meal ready?"

"Okay, okay, they're all favorites, let's go eat them."

Empress Dowager Li looked at Emperor Wanli lovingly, and said with a smile, Emperor Wanli walked over with the female official quickly, Zhang Cheng only said what had happened, Feng Bao stepped forward and said solemnly:

"The Queen Mother, Your Majesty's golden body, it is not appropriate to be alone in the martial arts hall, it is better to open one in the palace and let the young eunuchs accompany you, it is also ......"

Empress Dowager Li did not answer this, but asked Zhang Cheng and said:

"When the emperor came back, what did he say to you, did he complain?"

"Back to Niangniang's words, Long Live Lord just said that in the future, he will have to run more in the palace at noon in the evening, otherwise he will not be able to keep up, and in addition, he told the interesting stories of the Francois that Wang Tong went to Guangdong to see, and asked if the slave was true."

After Zhang Cheng answered, Empress Dowager Li nodded and said with satisfaction:

"These people look at the emperor is much calmer than before, looking at the body is also strong, this boy should be more beaten outside, the younger brother of the mourning family was running crazy outside when he was a child, and now his body is the same Zhang Cheng, you go and talk to those teachings, teach the emperor martial arts, assist the emperor to practice his body, how much is an emperor, in addition to the emperor's identity can not be exposed, other things that should be taken care of should also be managed, don't shrink back, everything has a mourning family to call the shots for them." The two eunuchs below hurriedly bowed down to obey the order, Zhang Cheng's heart hanging in the air finally let go, and after a while, he thought that the emperor was injured, and he was nervous like this, so Wang Tong and those teachings outside must not be frightened, if they disperse or something happens, they will not be able to deal with it.

At the moment, the news was sent from the palace to the East Factory overnight, and Xue Zhanye, who was in charge of the East Factory here, was sent to the East Factory to pass the message, which could be regarded as reassuring these people.

When Emperor Wanli appeared at the Tiger Mighty Martial Arts Pavilion the afternoon of the second day, everyone who knew the inside story breathed a sigh of relief.

Several doctors who specialize in bone-setting and orthopedics in Tai Hospital also took off their official uniforms and pretended to be among the people, and they were on standby every day, and they could deal with the situation as soon as possible.

The teachers also pretend that they don't know everything, and they do what they need to do.

In March of the fifth year of Wanli, the streets and alleys began to appear in the greenery of spring, the weather gradually warmed, and the training volume of the Huwei Martial Arts Hall also increased.

The disciples of Jiangmen have been boiling their bodies since they were children, and they don't feel much about this increased amount of training, but Emperor Wanli, who lacks exercise and is physically disabled, can't keep up.

There are more and more times when the teenagers are dragged back, and the eyes of the teenagers are becoming more and more unkind when they look at Wanli......

(To be continued)