When he said these words, Zhu Houzhao's face was very cold, and with seriousness, the feeling of losing his relatives and father was painful, but for him, it made him break something in his heart, he said so, thought so, and will practice it like this.

Live for yourself, how comfortable you come.

Xia Yuan looked at him, whether it was history or reality, Emperor Hongzhi and Zhu Houzhao were not like father and son, one was steady, the other was jumpy, and when it came to temperament, the two were completely different.

He once thought it was because of his growing environment, but now it seems that this is only part of it, and the other part may have something to do with the death of Emperor Hongji.

watched his father work day and night, watched his father busy all night, watched him become ill from hard work, and now, watching him die young, watching him fall into such a situation.

All this was taken care of by Zhu Hou, leaving him with a haze in his soul that lingered.

In the future, when Emperor Hongji is seriously ill and dies, the ministers weep bitterly, mourn with grief, and then turn their heads to welcome the new emperor to the throne.

And then what?

And then it is, completely put aside the grief, completely forget the first emperor, the county official is not as good as the current management, let alone a deceased emperor, people are forgetful, no one remembers him anymore, and no one misses him.

And there are very few people who will really remember and remember this emperor.

Zhu Houzhao is one of them, he will bury all the scenes he sees in his heart, forever in his mind, whenever he thinks back, he will remind himself, don't be a person like his father, think more about himself, otherwise, it's not worth it.

Zhu Houzhao looked at Xia Yuan with red circles in his eyes, and his expression was grim, "This palace knows what the master is thinking, you want to persuade this palace, you want to persuade this palace to dispel this idea and be like my father. The so-called good emperor."

When he said the three words of a good emperor, he bit his tone a little hard, "I know that you are doing this for my good, but this palace is unwilling, this palace hates these three words of good emperor, and this palace also hates my father."

Bengong hates why he wants to be a good emperor, why don't he think about himself, why he only thinks about the people of Laoshizi all day long, what bullshit Jiangshan Sheji, if he thinks about himself, he won't be like now, provoking the queen mother and Bengong, and"

Speaking of this, Zhu Houzhao's eyes were filled with tears again, and he couldn't go on, but he still gritted his teeth and said: "This palace hates him, and this palace is not a good emperor, don't persuade me, I don't want to listen or listen." ”

“.”

Xia Yuan was silent for a while, then turned his head back, "The head grows on your own body, what you think and do by yourself, no one can control it, whether you want to be a good emperor or not is up to you, I can't control it, and I don't want to care about it."

I don't want to persuade you to be an emperor like Your Majesty, people in the world are not the same, so is the emperor, since the Qin Dynasty, which emperor is the same?

There is only one His Majesty and only one Highness in the world, and everyone is unique, and there is no such thing as who wants to be who and who wants to learn from whom.

What's more, an emperor like His Majesty, with His Royal Highness's temperament, His Royal Highness can't learn, let alone do. ”

Xia Yuan turned his gaze and looked at Zhu Houzhao: "The minister didn't mean to look down on His Highness, he just wanted to say that a diligent emperor like His Majesty can't find a few in the past, and a few people with a temperament like His Highness can't be found in the past, so Your Highness just needs to be yourself." ”

"Still. But there is one thing that the minister wants to say: His Highness's idea is wrong, very wrong.

Your Majesty, he is so diligent and hardworking, not for the people, not for the country, not for others, he is for His Royal Highness. ”

"The more diligent your Majesty is, the easier it will be for Your Highness to ascend the throne in the future; Your Majesty will add a penny of grain to the treasury, and His Highness will be relieved of his burden when he ascends the throne in the future; Your Majesty has made the country more stable, and His Royal Highness will have less pressure to ascend the throne in the future, and everything Your Majesty has done is for His Royal Highness and for your son. ”

Xia Yuan stared at the south, crossed the Qianqing Gate and looked at the Wufeng Tower in the distance, "Your Majesty has been working all day, I just hope that Your Highness will not have to work as hard as he does in the future, Your Majesty wants to endure as much hardship as possible, so that Your Highness will not have to suffer in the future, and will not be able to worry about state affairs, not have to stay awake all night because of local rebellions, and do not have to feel helpless because of the emptiness of the treasury." ”

Speaking of this, Xia Yuan turned his gaze back, with a smile on his face, "You see, everything Your Majesty has done is for Your Highness to be a carefree and relaxed emperor in the future, Your Majesty doesn't want you to learn from him, Your Highness doesn't have to learn from him, what Your Majesty wants is to let you be an emperor how comfortable and how to come." ”

Some things have nothing to do with whether they are smart or not, they are only related to age and experience, and these things are not what people of Zhu Houzhao's age can understand, he has no heirs, he has no feelings of being a father, he is just a teenager, he can't think about problems from the perspective of a father.

He used to love and fear this father, love this father's love for him, and fear this father's severe scolding of him, after seeing this father seriously ill, that fear turned into hatred.

He hated why his father only cared about state affairs and neglected himself, why he didn't care about his own body to work for the people of the world, to govern the world, and to think about others.

But now that he heard Xia Yuan's words, Zhu Houzhao was stunned, and the tears that had been holding back could no longer be controlled, and the tears on his face were scratched.

Zhu Houzhao is self-assessed as a martial arts man, self-assertive as a person in the rivers and lakes, in his outlook on life, the husband must not look at people with tears, and must not cry and cry as a daughter.

Except for crying once when I first returned to Beijing to see my father, I have endured it for the rest of the days, but this time, I can't help it anyway, self-blame, uncomfortable, sour, and wronged... All emotions were vented into tears.

Xia Yuan stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "It doesn't matter what emperor you are, Your Majesty's expectation for you is to be a king who can guard the country, so that's enough." The minister hopes that His Royal Highness will not disappoint His Majesty's expectations while being an emperor who pursues comfort. ”

Zhu Houzhao couldn't cry, and said intermittently: "This palace, I, I want to be the prince for a lifetime, I don't want to be the emperor, even if I am scolded and reprimanded by my father all day long, and I am controlled by my father, I, I don't want my father to die."

"The minister doesn't want to, but no one in this world can escape birth, old age, sickness and death, Your Majesty can't hide, Your Highness can't hide, and the minister can't hide. Your Majesty is now like this, Your Highness is in great sorrow, and your ministers are also in great sorrow, Your Majesty."

The more Xia Yuan spoke, the more uncomfortable he felt in his heart, as if he had been blinded by something, and his eyes were in a trance, so he simply stopped talking, and looked at those monks and Taoists in a daze.

Zhu Houzhao cried, and finally stopped crying, his shoulders twitched, and he looked at those monks and Taoists with red eyes.

The two of them sat motionless on the imperial steps, letting the breeze blow.

The surroundings were quiet, and the chanting of those monks and Taoists was in the ears, but they fell silent again, and nothing could be heard.

I don't know how long it took, Xia Yuan gradually felt the cold of his bare neck, he looked up, it was raining.

The rain fell little by little, and this rain seemed to indicate something, a little eunuch hurriedly came out of the palace, "The emperor has a will, summon the ministers and nobles into the palace!" ”

(End of chapter)