The palace maid moved the embroidery pier and placed it under the queen's head.

Zhu Cihong sat up steadily, waiting for the queen mother to ask. After fifteen years of living in this deep palace, all the etiquette norms have become a conditioned reflex.

He heard that the etiquette outside has long been broken, underwear is worn outside, men wear women's clothes, but the heavenly family is an example for hundreds of millions of people, there are civil officials in the outer court to watch, and there are old palace people, mothers-in-law and mothers in the inner court to watch. Don't say that he is just a prince who is not yet an adult, even if he is the emperor Bixia, if he has some disrespectful behavior, he will be mercilessly accused.

Speaking of which, these palace eunuchs are all slaves of the Heavenly Family, but in this big house, they have long become an independent community, and they just need to use the big tree of imperial power to absorb nutrients.

And the rule set by Emperor Taizu at the beginning: concubines are all selected from small families.

This prevented the possibility of a repetition of the Han Dynasty's dictatorship of foreign relatives, but it also led to the Ming dynasty becoming a non-aristocratic aristocratic leader, so that successive emperors were either rebellious and unable to communicate, or they were as obedient as lambs.

However, Zhu Cihong is not qualified to complain about this. It is precisely because the concubines and emperors all have small family plots, so there are many infatuated people among the Ming Emperors, and the atmosphere of the heavenly family is not suffocating. It is even more unlikely that a family ethics tragedy such as the seizure of the heir in Kowloon will occur...... Perhaps this is also the reason why Daming court dramas cannot replace braided dramas, there is really a lack of palace fighting materials.

"Brother Chun came early today." Zhou Hou looked at her son lovingly, saw a flush on his face, and turned his head and said, "Take some of the cold drinks from the sweet room." ”

Zhu Cihong did feel that his throat was dry, so he cleared his throat and said: "Gong Yonggu played right in the Wenhua Palace, talking about the epidemic in Beijing, and the ministers couldn't bear to hear it, so they came out earlier. ”

"My son will be a benevolent gentleman in the future." Zhou Hou was relieved, and when she saw the palace maid coming over with a cold drink, she hurriedly said, "Eat some first, my throat is dumb." ”

Zhu Cihong took the porcelain bowl and felt cold in his hand. The porcelain bowl is full of dense condensation of a layer of dewdrops, and the bowl mouth is still wafting cool air, just a small sip, it will sink into the heart and spleen, and all the summer heat has dissipated.

"Well, Queen Mother, Zhou Jing is still outside today." Zhu Cihong took a sip and raised his head to Zhou Hou.

Zhou Hou nodded, with a smile on her face, and was even more pleased with her son's kindness, and ordered: "Give soup." ”

Zhu Cihong drank another half bowl in one go, and then said slowly: "Queen Mother, Erchen wants to go out of the palace to help the victims in the epidemic area. ”

Zhou Hou's face changed: "This matter must not be done!" You are still young, what if you break the law! They are already people who have come out of the cabinet to give lectures, and they don't understand how to read the book of sages! ”

Zhu Cihong has long been aware of the queen mother's reaction. Although the queen mother is from Suzhou, she is gentle and demure, but her temperament is straightforward. As long as the reason is clear, she will not be too opinionated, which is far easier to communicate than her father, Bixia.

"Queen Mother, Gyeonggi has been hit by disasters for many years, and the people are miserable, and this pandemic has made it even worse." Zhu Cihong shook his head and said: "Every time I think of the suffering of the people, my sons and daughters are restless. ”

Zhou Hou's face turned a little pale, and he slowed down his tone: "There are foreign ministers, where do you need your prince to go out?" ”

"The foreign ministers are all mediocre and greedy people," Zhu Cihong said, "maybe they will have to pluck their feathers." ”

From the beginning of Emperor Jiajing, the confrontation between the emperor and the civil officials became a daily state. Chongzhen reigned for 17 years and changed fifty phases, and even dipped in water to write the words "Wenchen can be killed" when he was in the court, deliberately letting the eunuch Wang Xin see it, almost tearing his face with the civil official group.

Hearing his son say this at this moment, Zhou Hou also felt that those civil officials were indeed unreliable, and his face was solemn.

"Let the lieutenants and lords go." After all, Zhou Hou was reluctant to let his son be in danger, and persuaded with good words: "The prince is still born in the palace, and when the time comes, let people report to you from time to time." ”

- If you don't go out again this time, you will only fall into the hands of Li Zicheng!

At this time, it has only been nine months at most since Li Zicheng supported the city!

Zhu Cihong argued strongly: "Queen Mother, Erchen already has a draft for disaster relief, if you don't let Erchen do it himself, Erchen is unwilling." ”

"Nonsense!" Don't overdo it after a week, and don't let go.

If it were any other child, they would either go home at the moment, or they would just be playing tricks. It's just that Zhu Cihong is very careful, and it is absolutely impossible for him to return cowardly. But it is really difficult for an adult soul who has been in a high position all year round to play tricks and sell cuteness to please.

Zhu Cihong hung his head, put his hands on his knees, and looked at the floor tiles in a daze.

Silent.

After Zhou's heart tightened, she was secretly helpless: it was this trick again!

Zhu Cihong will only use this trick: silence.

As soon as he asks for something and can't get it, he will sacrifice this trick. This kind of cold violence may not be useful to others, but it is a very effective trick for parents who love him deeply. Because in the eyes of people in this era, "hysteria" is a very terrible disease, and the sudden silence and lack of reaction to the outside world is the direct manifestation of hysteria.

In other words, Zhu Cihong is pretending to be sick.

Pretending to be crazy and stupid may directly become a "waste prince", but this kind of hysteria will only make parents more entangled and headaches. What's more, in the past ten years, whether it is the emperor and empress, or the female officials and mothers-in-law who have some status in the **, they all know the cure for the prince's hysteria - do what they want.

Fools know that the prince is blackmailing.

But no one dared to ensure that the crown prince would not make a fake come true.

Queen Zhou is not a strong woman like Wu Zetian, she is just a kind woman who walked into Da Nei from Gusu Water Town. As a mother, she will only be sincerely happy when she sees her son healthy and healthy. Even if her son has a little headache and brain fever, she will be very anxious. This was particularly evident after the death of her second son.

Zhu Cihong sometimes feels that he is very shameless, using his mother's love like this, and even making his mother sad. But he can be sure that every time he uses this trick, it is so that the family can avoid the tragedy that will happen months later.

He didn't want to see his mother and aunt commit suicide, and his father slashed his sister and then hanged himself...... He didn't want to be betrayed by his relatives around him, fell into the hands of Li Zicheng, and then fell into the hands of Wu Sangui, Zuihou left a bunch of mysteries and disappeared in the long river of history. And the time for everything to be revealed is only nine months.

-- If we are really weak and cannot save this country, we must at least work hard to save this nation. If you can't save this nation, you have to save your relatives in this big mansion no matter what.

Zhu Cihong stared at the floor tiles, with only perfect joints in his eyes.

"Brother Chun, Brother Chun!" Zhou Hou called twice and raised his voice: "Cihong, stop pretending to be deaf and dumb!" What the hell do you want! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! Zhou Hou's voice gradually rose, and finally roared: "Zhu Cihong! You play deaf and dumb for me again! ”

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince remained silent and unmoved.

The female official in the palace saw the queen's eyes wide with anger, and her willow eyebrows were raised, but she did not have the slightest fear.

- Niangniang is in the house again.

They snickered in their hearts.

Sure enough, after the anger was ineffective, Her Royal Highness finally let out a long sigh of relief, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, the queen mother will help you speak." ”

"The son thanked the queen mother!" Zhu Cihong got up quickly and saluted, and immediately met his mother's love-hate gaze, pulling the corners of his mouth, revealing a bright smile.

It's just that this smile is too artificial, and no one will be deceived by it.

"Brother Chun," Zhou Hou frowned, "You are the prince of a country, and you are favored by your father and queen mother, what else is not satisfied?" Why do you always have to worry about such things? ”

"The son just wants to share the worries of his father, the queen and the queen mother." The corners of Zhu Cihong's mouth fell, and there was no expression on his face.

Since ancient times, there have been many martyrs who have been generous and righteous, but it is rare to have those who died calmly. From the moment he confirmed his identity, Zhu Cihong walked step by step on the road of the country's ruin and family ruin. I don't know how many times, he dreamed that he was tied to the railroad tracks, watching a steam train whining towards him......

If it weren't for the strong will of his previous life, he would have been driven crazy by this pressure.

"Stand down." Zhou Hou felt extremely tight, and waved his hand to Zhu Cihong.

"The retainers retired."

"Eat before you go!" Zhou Hou looked at the half bowl of iced drink, gently supported his forehead, and was already thinking about how to convince her husband, Bixia, the emperor of the Ming Empire.

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