I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out, bad luck.

Zhu Houzhao sighed, shook his head, and looked unhappy.

Liu Jin turned around and saw that the old guy didn't chase after him, and said in a low voice; "Your Majesty..."

Yang Shen smiled; "Why don't we go back?"

Zhu Houzhao was a little moved, but he was afraid of being seen again, so he finally shook his head.

"Liu Jin, you go and tell Mu Bin, I... Forget it and go back to the palace. ”

"Slave and maid, go now."

Zhu Houzhao was spoiled, and he was a little interested.

Seeing this, Yang Shen said; "Why don't you make an idea for Your Majesty and let Your Majesty get what he wants?"

Zhu Houzhao became interested and asked; "Do you have a way?"

Yang Shen smiled; "Your Majesty's new ascension to the throne, this matter must not be urgent, for fear of provoking the courtiers' criticism, the Royal Manufacturing Bureau is no longer suitable to be in the palace, why doesn't Your Majesty move out of the Royal Manufacturing Bureau and choose another place to settle down, in this way, Your Majesty can justifiably leave the palace?"

Move out of the Royal Manufacturing Bureau!

It makes sense, but where to move?

Yang Shen had already thought about it, and pointed to a certain place with the folding fan in his hand, and said; "How's the West Hill Camp?"

Zhu Houzhao thought about it, where it was okay, but it was out of the city, and the Beishan camp was suitable, but where to defend the imperial city, he couldn't move.

"The things built by the Royal Manufacturing Bureau are getting bigger and bigger, and every time my father goes to the cabinet to ask about politics, the three cabinet officials complain that the smoke and dust of the black chimney looks scary, and they are afraid of illness for a long time, so they should take advantage of this to move away." Did Yang Shen mention a few words?

Zhu Houzhao knew that Yang Tinghe had to complain about hearing too much about the court, and he just said it under the pretense of the mouth of the pavilion guy, how big was the imperial city of the Ming Dynasty? What will be the impact of the cabinet in the corner of Miyagi alone, far away from the Royal Manufacturing Bureau?

However, this matter was originally a little worried about the opposition of the courtiers, but now it seems that it is not bad, the Royal Manufacturing Bureau is indeed not suitable for the palace city anymore, the chimney is not to say that the courtiers are bad, he is even worse, last year separated out a part of the gunpowder construction workshop, as well as the cement construction workshop, it's time to move out as a whole, but who will pay for the silver?

Yang Shen saw the slight movement in the eyes of his good friends, heard the strings, and said; "Li Gelao told his father that if His Majesty is willing to move out of the Royal Manufacturing Bureau, there is still a surplus from the last year's household department, and some of it can be used for His Majesty to drive."

Zhu Houzhao nodded, this is the result he wants, the Royal Manufacturing Bureau is also a weapon of the country, and he can't always make money from within, I can't imagine that Master Li, who is old for ten thousand years, has also succumbed to this, a good thing, it seems that the change of thinking is still complete.

"In a few days, you can let your father move his head to play." Zhu Hou looked at him and said with a smile.

Yang Shen understood that this was the emperor giving his father a chance, the Royal Manufacturing Bureau has always been a scar in the hearts of the courtiers, if Yang Tinghe can move it out of the imperial city, it will definitely be able to gain the support of many courtiers, to be the first assistant, without prestige is not possible.

"Your Majesty, let my father prepare when I go back." Yang Shen was grateful.

Zhu Houzhao is really good to his friend, okay, I have nothing to say, I was originally a white body, by chance, I saw Long Yan, from cloth clothes all the way to the clouds, today, I don't know how many classmates like him are still working hard for the future!

And he has already ridden the dust, all of this comes from the emperor's favor, he really wants to ask Zhu Houzhao why he trusts him so much?

But he couldn't open his mouth, he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would hurt the emperor's heart, because they were friends, and friends didn't need to ask so many whys.

Yang Shen can only repay this favor by working harder and living up to the emperor's love.

Zhu Houzhao understood his mood very well, and also understood his attitude, which made Yang Shen sometimes very confused.

He is the Son of Heaven, he was originally destined to be a loner, but he is Zhu Houzhao, he doesn't want to be a loner, he also needs a friend, a friend who has no utilitarian heart, can talk about the world, talk loudly, and accuse each other of mistakes.

"With Xiu, you and I are both monarchs and ministers, but also close friends, how to talk about gratitude, Master Yang is very good, my father was praised a lot when he was there, not because of you, but I need your father, you understand, you are you, your father is your father, I don't want to be alone." Zhu Houzhao thought about it, and it was better to explain, lest the kid be stunned in the end.

Yang Shen was already smart, and the emperor's last sentence of being alone woke him up.

"What Zhu Gongzi said, I didn't hear it clearly, hehe!" Yang Shen was a lot more relaxed.

Zhu Houzhao smiled dumbly, holding a fan and pointing at Yang Shendao; "Okay, you Yang Yongxiu, you actually promote narrowness, hahaha."

Joan House.

"Miss, Zhu Gongzi....!" The maid ran happily and panting.

The beauty was feeding the two birds raised in the attic, and when she heard the words, her jade hands trembled slightly, her eyes lit up, her pretty face was crimson, and she was surprised like a little daughter, and said; "Yikes! Is Childe here? Quick, groom me. ”

The maid went upstairs with a bang, bent over the ground, wheezing intermittently, and her little face was slightly red; "No... No... Be.... Be... Letter, Childe is here! ”

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan,......., what is like Bo Xingjin Yilang, and the wish of the day is like wings and branches."

Hua Yurong is a talented woman who is famous in the capital, poetry and songs, and her attainments are not bad, a poem, she has completely fallen, gorgeous words, affectionate language, the son treats me as I first saw, and I treat the son as the same.

She was a sensual woman, so she cried and scared the maid.

"Miss, miss, what's wrong with you. Why are you crying again! The maid said hurriedly, and was a little angry.

Of course, Hua Yurong was not sad, but cried with joy, she held the letter, jumped up happily, the skirt fluttered, the long sleeves fluttered, and she turned several circles.

"If life is only as it first seems! What a beautiful artistic conception. ”

The pretty girl was confused again, and the young lady was crying and laughing so strangely.

The old bustard saw that the people in the attic were happy, and his heart was very happy, the identity of the noble son was secret, and it was unspeakably expensive, I hope this stupid girl can have a good home!

Qionglou said to put it bluntly, it is a brothel, but it is different from the kind of teaching department that does not see the light of day as soon as you enter, it is a voluntary commission, and there is a good opportunity, and the teaching department, once you go in, it is for life, unless the emperor pardons the grace, it is possible to regain your life.

Hua Yurong is an official girl, the family is in the middle of the road, there is nowhere to live, the partial and born flower face and moon appearance, in this world, a beautiful woman is the original sin, and the family business was seized by her dearest relatives, and the little master and servant were swept away.

The old bustard took a fancy to its latent posture back then, so he adopted this daughter, the yellow-haired little girl of the year, and she was already slim and delicate, delicate and lovely, and I felt pity.

Home is already just a place for Hua Yurong, and after her father died, she had no home.

The bustard taught her the most that she would marry into a wealthy family and be a concubine in the future, even if she was lucky.

In Qionglou for many years, she has seen a lot, the more like this, the more she is abrupt, until the appearance of Zhu Shougongzi, it is like a dawn illuminating her dark room, she wants to go out, unwilling to accept the unbearable result.

Happiness is earned by herself, and she believes that God will not treat her so kindly.

With that day in her hand, she went to the temple to ask for a signed poem.

Hongluan Xing and Yi, the marriage is even determined, and when the autumn comes, the pink face will be dressed in celebratory clothes.

Is this a marriage lot, or a lottery.