At the right time, the night was falling inside and outside the imperial city.

The little emperor Zhao sat in the right hall of the Qinghua Hall and hung his head seriously to read. The white candle on the copper shelf in front of him stood tall and low, and not far away, several chamberlains stood aside with low eyebrows.

After a while, one of them finally couldn't help but step forward and said, "Your Majesty, it's past the hour......

Zhao nodded, but did not speak.

He has developed a habit since he was a child, even if he enters the palace and becomes an emperor, he is still cautious in his words and deeds.

In the past, whether it was in Taixue or now in Chongzheng Palace, gentlemen and attendants all said that reading aloud can deepen the understanding of sentence reading and the author's intention, but once there is no gentleman around, because he is afraid that the sound he makes will attract attention, he still can't help but read silently.

The article was not long, Zhao's memory was very good, he read it silently three or two times from beginning to end, and he had memorized it, and he was recalling the interpretation of what Fan Yaochen said during the day, when he suddenly saw several attendants who were originally standing on the side, all of them invariably looked up in the direction of the door.

He turned around, and sure enough, he saw that Empress Dowager Yang walked in with a few servants, and hurriedly got up and saluted, and shouted, "Queen Mother." ”

Empress Dowager Yang walked closer and said, "I still thought that I would just come and take a look quietly, but who knew that it was already this hour, and you still didn't rest." ”

She had been busy all day, and her face was already a little haggard, and she came here after removing her makeup, and she looked even older, but her tone was good, and she was full of concern.

Zhao inevitably felt a little guilty, and apologized in a low voice: "Erchen was going to memorize the article that Mr. Bai Dayjian said, but he just felt that it didn't matter if he delayed for a while, but he didn't want to carry it on his back for a long time." ”

As he spoke, he pushed the book in his hand open.

Empress Dowager Yang looked at the movements in his hands, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "You have finally grown stronger, it is the time to grow your body, sleep well at night, and have energy during the day." ”

As she spoke, she stared at Zhao Xi like this, and waited for him to rest before leaving the palace.

As soon as Empress Dowager Yang returned to the palace, before she could sit down, a small yellow door followed her outside, and it was the one who reminded Zhao Shichen that he was late.

This person saluted first, and the Empress Dowager Yang said everything he saw during the day.

Zhao's arrangement is divided into three parts, if it is not for the Great Dynasty Meeting, he will listen to books and lectures in the Chongzheng Hall every morning, and after a nap at noon, he will first practice riding and archery, boxing, and the next time, he can arrange his own.

Although he was young, he had always been very self-controlled, and he had always completed the homework assigned by his husband before taking a break, and he was not like children of the same age, he loved to run around and jump around, and he was very noisy, and rarely caused people to worry.

This day is also ordinary, Zhao took classes in the morning, rode archery and practiced boxing in the afternoon, and when he returned to the Qinghua Palace, he had been reading and writing in front of the desk, and did not do anything else.

After hearing this, Empress Dowager Yang only felt very strange and asked, "Which one is telling in the Chongzheng Hall today, is it that Mr. has assigned too much homework?" ”

The little yellow door hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Today is the minister waiting, in the morning it is Huang Xianggong and Fan Xianggong two professors, as usual, the class is not too much and no less, and I don't see Your Majesty embarrassed, Fan Xianggong also praised Your Majesty in class for drawing inferences from one case and learning very quickly!" ”

For this hard-won son, Empress Dowager Yang is used to putting it in her eyes and doesn't feel pain, seeing him cough, she can't wait to let him rest in bed for a few days, although there is no problem at this time, but he is still not very relieved, so he said: "You take the book that Your Majesty read today and bring it to me to read." ”

Xiao Huangmen hurriedly took the order, and after a while, he brought another person and entered the hall with two baskets full of books.

Empress Dowager Yang was taken aback, picked up a few books from them, and before she had time to read the titles, she asked, "Just this afternoon, Your Majesty actually read so many books?" ”

The books in the two bamboo baskets add up to dozens of books, even if you look at ten lines at a glance, it is impossible to read them all.

The little yellow door hurriedly handed over the remaining tray in his hand and said, "Your Majesty didn't read it carefully, as if he was looking for something, and he only copied this page in one afternoon." ”

Empress Dowager Yang raised her head, took the paper on the tray, and looked at it roughly, only to feel very inexplicable.

I saw that the page copied the method of planting various crops, and at the back there was also written the origin of the book, what the page number, and it looked irregular.

She looked down again, and sure enough, what was in the bamboo basket was either the "Book of Agriculture", or the "Book of Agriculture", "Crop Spectrum" and other agricultural methods, as well as various general theories and sub-theories issued by the peasant officials of the DPRK and China.

Looking at this pile of books, Empress Dowager Yang really didn't know what to do, and after thinking about it, Zhao was holding the book she was reading when she entered the hall, and couldn't help asking: "Didn't I see that Your Majesty read "Mencius" just now?" ”

The little yellow door said: "Your Majesty took out the "Mencius" when it was almost time, and only then did he start to do the homework assigned by Fan Xianggong during the day. ”

Empress Dowager Yang felt more and more strange.

Huang Zhaoliang has always talked about history, and Fan Yaochen said "Mencius", so what is Zhao doing? Why can't you get along with so many agricultural books? Not to mention delaying schoolwork, I still stay up all night and don't sleep.

Although he was full of suspicions, but at this time the night was dark, and the Empress Dowager Yang was not good to investigate it again, so she ordered the little yellow door to put all the things back in their original places, and wrote down the matter, so she fell asleep first.

At the same time, Zhao, who had already gone to bed to rest, heard the movement, but sat up lightly, carefully lifted a corner of the curtain, and looked at the table not far away.

Although it has been more than half a year since he entered the palace, he still lives in the Qinghua Palace. Because the side hall was not big enough, he specially invited Empress Dowager Yang to set up a table and bookshelves in the palace.

In the middle of the night, only a tiny white candle was lit in the hall near the door, which just reflected the long shadow of a man.

It was a yellow door standing by the desk, carefully returning the books and pages in his hand to their original places.

Zhao waited for a while, waiting for an opportunity for the yellow door to turn his head, see his face clearly, and then lie back again, only to do nothing to see.

The next day, Empress Dowager Yang got the answer from Cui Yongchen.

"What Gu Qing said??"

Seeing the shocked look on Empress Dowager Yang's face, Cui Yongchen responded: "Exactly, the day before yesterday, Gu Guanren was telling a story in the Chongzheng Palace, and asked His Majesty if he knew what kind of grain there was in the world, and His Majesty said, 'Rice, Liang, Shu, Wheat, Millet, and Millet', and Gu Guanren asked the people who were waiting on the side to take these things from the dining room and asked if they could identify the grain one by one. ”

Empress Dowager Yang asked, "Then my son ...... him?"

Cui Yongchen hesitated for a moment and said, "Although Your Majesty is young, you can still recognize Dao and Liang. ”

Empress Dowager Yang thought about it in her mind, and couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Although she is old, if she puts a few things in front of her, it seems that she can only recognize two kinds of rice and Liang, and she is not much better than her son.