"The tea for His Royal Highness should not be too hot or too cold, especially when the weather is getting colder, and a cup of tea will be cool in less than half an hour, so you have to be more diligent."

"Your Highness gets up every hour, and after getting up, he likes to drink a glass of white water, and we have to get up an hour in advance, clean the tea set, boil hot water, and cool it to half temperature at the end of the morning."

Autumn clouds have to be so busy every morning, all these days.

It's just that today is a little different from before, that is, Gonggong Liu suddenly walked in, the wrinkles on his face are deeper than before, he looks like he is a few years older, in short, his temperament has changed a little.

If you were high-spirited before, you are probably much more cautious now.

"Qiuyun, Your Highness is changing clothes. Hurry up. ”

Qiuyun was slightly stunned when he saw Liu Jin, but quickly returned to normal.

Then he rubbed his hands together and warmed up again.

It's winter now, and it's fine at noon, but it's going to be very cold in the morning.

If you go all the way through this, your hands will freeze a little stiff, and if you miss something because of this, it will be a great sin.

After Liu Jin was beaten on the board, he was on duty for the first time today, and he was much more honest in front of the prince, standing quietly aside with Buddha dust.

Zhu Houzhao also felt a little cold,

In this era, even the crown prince could not enjoy heating.

I can only wear a few more pieces, and then batch a red plush thick coat,

He glanced at Liu Jin, he wanted to say something, but it was difficult to have a word. Anyway, it's good that this old guy is honest, even if it's temporary.

The sun is far from the horizon, and it can already be seen from within the palace walls.

The weather is cold, the trees in front of the hall are all bare, and there used to be a little eunuch to clean up the fallen leaves, but now there is nothing.

"Your Highness, do you want to Wen Shu?" Liu Jin asked.

He would never have thought of such a thing before.

"Good. By the way, let peace come. ”

It's a bit early, but it's also a time for the brain to be clear.

Peace is a dying man.

For the rule of that day is to say whoever is dead, and who is guilty of capital crimes.

And Ping An never said.

After all, Zhu Houzhao is still a modern soul, and it is difficult for him to open his mouth about the kind of torture that tortures, although he has the character of decisiveness.

When Zhang Yong brought him over, he could also meet Liu Jin.

Speaking of which, if it weren't for the inexplicable wonder of him asking Liu Jin for help that day,

The crown prince will not be angry with Liu Jin because of this.

So when Ping An saw Liu Jin in the hall, he was instinctively a little scared. There is still hope in the midst of fear, probably feeling that his mouth is tight, he didn't say anything, he finally has a bottom line, and he has the qualifications to live.

However, today's Liu Jin is not the Liu Jin at that time, he is very honest now, not to mention that he knelt down in front of His Royal Highness, even if his father knelt here, he must have no expression at all.

"Your Highness, peace has been brought."

Zhu Houzhao sat in front of the bookcase, looking at the people kneeling in front of him,

After being silent for a long time, he said, "Peace ......"

"The slave is here." The little eunuch said tremblingly.

"In the palace, if you are looking for a backer, you have to find someone like this palace to survive, you know?"

Zhang Yongjing was dead set on the prince and loyal to Wu Kuan last time, so he felt right after hearing this. Qiuyun doesn't care about this, and if he hears it, he doesn't hear it.

In fact, Liu Jin will feel harsh when he hears this,

But Liu Jin has been temporarily tamed, so Zhu Houzhao has no scruples when he talks about it.

"Slave and maid! I didn't know this before, I only knew how to do what I was told. Please spare the slaves and maids, and in the future, Your Highness will be the heaven of the slaves and maids, and the slaves and maids must listen to Your Highness in every pile. "Ping An has a crying tone, but it is actually pitiful.

From his point of view, what could he do?

In this Forbidden City, he is not even qualified to play at the poker table, and when he dies one day, he dies in the waves of power struggle.

Just as Zhu Houzhao wanted to suppress Liu Jin, it was the evolution of power in the East Palace that led to his end.

"It stands to reason that if you don't confess, this palace should take your life, but it's also an advantage that you have a tight mouth. Here in this palace, there is indeed something to explain to you, this matter is not easy, after it is completed, I will ask Zhang Yong to send you out of the palace and go somewhere else...... Wait for a later date...... I'll bring you back later. ”

He wanted to wait until he ascended the throne.

Ping An had no other thoughts at this time, and he was born to death with his head on the ground, "Please show your Highness!" ”

Zhu Houzhao summoned Zhang Yong over, and then whispered in his ear,

Zhang Yong's body tightened,

If it was Liu Jin in the past, maybe he would still show a very curious look, but now he ...... Or a dead fish face.

"Your Highness...... In that case......"

"Go ahead, give him an account."

Zhang Yong's face was very solemn, and he was also panicked when he saw Ping'an, what the hell is going on?!

Will I be able to live when I'm done?

……

……

In the afternoon, Zhu Houzhao went to accompany his father.

Emperor Hongzhi worked very hard every day, originally there was only an early dynasty, and later the minister suggested that either another noon dynasty should be added, okay, then another noon dynasty would be added.

In the afternoon, about three or four o'clock, it will be empty for a while.

When he came back from the Qianqing Palace, he happened to see Wang Wei waiting for him in the East Palace.

Zhu Houzhao was overjoyed and bowed, "Mr. Wang." ”

"Minister, I've seen Your Highness."

Last time in the Qianqing Palace, Wang Wei was also with Wu Kuan, and wanted to ask the emperor to have an explanation for the prince's exit from the palace.

It's just that he sees more and doesn't talk much.

Wang Wei is still pure in the end, the crown prince said a lot of things for the people at that time, so he has never been able to disapprove of such a prince.

But after all, I haven't been here for a few days, and there seems to be some awkward atmosphere between them.

At least that's what Wang Wei thinks,

Of course, Zhu Houzhao is fine. Anyway, he is not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

Back in the warm pavilion,

He also showed Wang Wei a calligraphy that he had practiced many times.

The prince's seriousness, he Lord Wang saw it with his own eyes.

Every time I come to the East Palace, I ask for advice, either because I can't read the words, or I don't understand the chapters and sentences, and now after a few days, I give him the calligraphy I practiced and ask him to evaluate.

His attitude was still as warm and polite as before, and he seemed to be completely unaffected by that day.

Wang Wei's heart was unbearable for a while, and he was moved and blamed at the same time.

"Your Highness......"

"What's wrong? I didn't make progress in what I wrote? ”

He used the word "no progress", because now is not the time to say good or bad, the level is there, and the writing is poor. This is not something that can be done in a day or two.

"No, His Royal Highness has naturally made progress, and besides, ......" Wang Wei opened his eyes vigorously, endured not to shed tears, and then said: "Besides, calligraphy is a small section in His Highness, and Song Huizong's thin gold body was also regarded as a generation of famous calligraphers in calligraphy, but he was mediocre, misled the country and the people, and buried thousands of miles of rivers and mountains." ”

After speaking, he carefully read the words written by the prince: there is a sequence of hearing the Tao, and there is a specialization in the arts.

This sentence is from Han Yu's "Teacher Said".

Mr. Wang's words naturally make sense. The palace is not to become a calligrapher, but if it is crooked in the future, where is the face of the royal family? At that time, the scholars also said that it was the teacher of the main palace who did not teach well, so wouldn't it be a shame for you? ”

The meaning of these words is naturally to recognize him as a teacher.

Wang Wei sighed in his heart that he was not as calm and open-minded as a child.

"Your Highness's words are serious, and being able to be His Highness's teacher is also a blessing for the old minister."

"We don't need to say more about these polite words between our master and apprentice. Today I want to ask this sentence: There is a specialization in the art industry. ”

Zhu Hou copied his hand, his face became relaxed, and he told some stories, and also asked Wang Wei not to be so bitter and hateful, as if he had committed a big crime, "I went out to serve that day and had a brief chat with the shopkeeper of a restaurant. Although he is not very good-looking, he is quite good at marrying a wife. The family has many sons and three daughters and four sons. ”

"It's a good thing, but it's ...... His four sons are all studying, but only the eldest son can be admitted to the first child. Do you think it's pitiful? ”

There are stories to listen to, and the atmosphere is finally relaxed and comfortable.

Wang Wei also chuckled rarely, "It is indeed difficult to go to the blue sky on the way to the imperial examination, and it is really not easy to be valued by the court and the emperor." In ancient times, there was a saying that ten years of hard work in the cold window, but in fact, how can it be more than ten years? The minister knows that some people have studied for a lifetime and taken exams for a lifetime, and in the end it is difficult to make it to the emperor's list. ”

Gray hair is not the first, that's what I'm talking about.

"Yes, whether you read well or not, you have talent. is like the son of this shopkeeper, according to the palace, he can't be hit, so don't want such a stupid palace in the first place. Zhu Houzhao smiled relaxedly, but gradually a sadness crept up on his face, "However, I think this shopkeeper is iron-hearted, saying that as long as he can afford to pay for one day, he will study for one day." If this continues, won't this well-to-do wealthy family return to poverty because of this? ”

Wang Wei was stunned, and he suddenly understood why the prince wrote that pair.

Moreover, Wu Kuan also said that day that it was a kind of sophistry for the prince to equate the micro-service wild tour with doing things for the people.

Originally, he also believed it, but now it seems to be nonsense, even if it is not completely equal, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince goes out of the palace, and he also remembers the people in his heart!

Wang Wei felt inexplicable in his heart, and probably also had a kind of self-blame for doubting His Highness.

Such a prince obviously practiced the Confucian morality of serving the people! He doesn't support such a prince, and he says that he is a saint apprentice?!