The little emperor's eyes lit up when he saw that thing, and he just wanted to be hugged by the emperor's grandfather, but now he was fluttering and trying to climb up the desk.

The thing was deliberately placed in the farthest place by Emperor Jiajing, and the little guy craned his neck to look at it, a little hesitant. Everyone thought that he couldn't reach it and would take the initiative to give up, but the next moment, he was lying on the desk, passing through the gold, silver and jade objects that he had just discarded, and crawling forward with his hands and feet.

With his target in mind, he wouldn't be drawn to anything else, and kept heading towards his destination, quickly climbing in front of it.

Emperor Jiajing has been standing in front of the case, watching without saying a word. The others glanced at the little emperor grandson, and then at his face. I hope to peek into his inner thoughts from the change in his expression.

I don't know if this jealous and suspicious emperor really has high hopes for the little emperor and grandson, or if he is just testing it.

Zhu Yijun turned over and sat down, his eyes were round, full of curiosity and desire for knowledge. First tried to take it with one hand, but couldn't hold it, just picked up the thing with two small hands, held it up in front of his eyes, tilted his head to the left and looked at the right, and then laughed happily, I liked it very much.

One-year-olds don't recognize what it is, but are simply attracted by its appearance and texture.

But all the people standing next to him did not know it. It was the "Emperor's Treasure", one of the "Seventeen Treasures" handed down by Emperor Taizu Gao, which was used for canonization and reward.

"Seventeen treasures" were originally golden seals, in the two hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, after several fires, to the Zhengde period has been all damaged.

A few years ago, Emperor Jiajing ordered people to find the world's beautiful jade, re-make it, and added seven treasure seals, and called "twenty-four treasures".

But the imperial treasure is usually kept by the Shang Bao Division in the twenty-four yamen, why would Emperor Jiajing carry it with him today?

King Yu was so frightened by his son that his heartbeat missed several beats, how could he give birth to such a bold son as a cautious person.

King Yu strengthened his courage, stepped forward, and scolded in a low voice: "Bold, don't put it down quickly, you dare to take anything." ”

"Zhu Zaiyuan!" Emperor Jiajing looked at King Yu with displeasure and glared angrily, "There is no place for you to speak here." ”

The little emperor raised his head and grinned at his father. King Yu was now afraid of the old and didn't dare to provoke the young, so he had to shut up, humbly retreated to the side, and was glared at by the princess.

The little emperor couldn't put it down while holding the jade seal, studied it carefully for a while, picked the most satisfactory place, and bit down on the dragon's twisted tail with a whimper.

After all, it was carved from jade, and he couldn't bite his millet teeth, so he could only take two bites with the dragon's tail in his mouth, as if he was eating milk.

This cute little appearance made people laugh, but everyone held back, and only when they saw Emperor Jiajing smiling, did they dare to laugh along.

Throughout the ages, many people have taken risks for this thing, and even lost their lives, but in the eyes of the little emperor, it is just a novel toy.

After laughing enough, Emperor Jiajing walked behind Zhu Yijun and took away the jade seal in his hand: "Okay, okay, return it to the imperial grandfather, it's not yours yet." ”

The little guy didn't care, Emperor Jiajing took his toy, and he staggered up from the desk, turned around and threw himself into his imperial grandfather's arms.

After the banquet, the celebrant presented the prepared edict, and Emperor Jiajing stamped the seal and handed it to Huang Jin for him to read.

The content of this edict is very simple - he wants to canonize Zhu Yijun, the eldest son of King Yu, as the prince of the king in advance.

According to the provisions of the "Emperor Ming Zu Xun", the eldest son of the prince can only be promoted to the title of prince when he reaches the age of ten, and he will be awarded a golden book and a golden treasure, waiting to inherit his father's princely title. The second son and concubine want to be more demanding.

In the history of the Ming Dynasty, there were not many princes who were knighted in advance. King Yu and King Jing next to him were canonized as princes by Emperor Jiajing when they were two years old. But that's because the canonization of the crown prince, by the way, the two who are alive together does not represent the favor of their father.

Just turned one year old, he was promoted to the prince of the king, which was the first time in the Ming Dynasty.

Emperor Jiajing is not very good to his son, and he really has nothing to say to his grandson.

It's a hundred-year-old banquet again, it's a name, it's a Zhou ceremony, the jade seal can be used as a toy for him to play, and finally he was crowned the prince in advance, and there is no one else in this favor.

King Jing really didn't feel good when he saw it. Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and in order to please his father and emperor, he prepared a congratulatory gift in advance.

It is also a matter of the 100th birthday banquet of the little emperor's grandson, Yan Shifan suggested that he consider the issue of heirs, and through a year of hard work, he achieved results at the beginning of last month.

"Congratulations to my father." Jealousy made him act faster than his brain, and King Jing was already kneeling in front of Emperor Jiajing.

Emperor Jiajing looked at him: "What happy event do you have?" ”

King Jing said: "The side room in the son's mansion is pregnant, and soon my father will be happy to have the emperor's grandson." ”

Emperor Jiajing looked at him quietly, dressed in brocade and dressed in gorgeous clothes, full of red light.

After a moment, he glanced at King Yu next to him again, cowering and pedantic.

The more I look at it, the more angry I become, how did his famous name give birth to such two things.

"Got it."

Emperor Jiajing hugged Zhu Yijun, turned around and left.

King Jing really didn't understand why his father liked the emperor so much, why he was not happy at all when he heard his good news.

Afterwards, when Yan Song learned about this, he was so angry that his eyes almost blackened, and he went on the road ahead of schedule.

He already knew that King Jing was a straw bag, full of money and women, easy to fool and control, and Yan Dang also took a fancy to this and chose King Jing.

But Yan Song didn't expect that he could be so stupid.

First, it is not yet known whether the child will be born safely. Second, who can guarantee that the concubine will give birth to a boy.

Wait for the child to come into the world safely, and then artificially create some so-called "heavenly vision" to highlight the child's noble identity, and then report the good news to the emperor.

A good card, but it was played to pieces by King Jing.

Now the only hope is that the concubine can really give him a son, but the one who gave birth is also a concubine, and he is not even qualified to attack the lord, let alone the battle for the throne.

Soon, the Ministry of Rites sent Wang Shizi's gold book and gold treasure to Yuwang's mansion. King Yu held the things, mixed joys and sorrows.

came with the people from the Ministry of Rites, and there was also an edict - after the beginning of spring, Emperor Jiajing would bring the emperor's eldest grandson Zhu Yijun into the inner court and personally educate him.

King Yu was worried about this, and caution had been engraved in his bones for him, and Emperor Jiajing's great favor to the little emperor Sun not only could not make him proud, but even more frightened.

The princess was much calmer than him, understanding that the separation of mother and son could not be changed, so she cherished the last time together even more, and took care of and accompanied her son.

During the Chinese New Year, King Yu did not have to study, and guarded his wife and children every day.

The princess took her son to play on the couch, and when she saw his little face, she couldn't help but kiss and hug him.

Zhu Yijun twisted his body to dodge, but he was too thickly dressed, top-heavy, and fell back suddenly, like a little turtle with four feet facing the sky, unable to turn over.

The princess buried her face in her son's chest, and the tip of her nose was filled with the rich smell of milk, and this feeling of happiness was precious.

She reached out to tickle her son's flesh and prevent him from getting up.

The little guy giggled and babbled: "Mother~~ haha...... Jun'er ...... Ha ha...... Get up. ”

The mother and son interacted on the couch, and King Yu watched their carefree appearance from the side, and couldn't help but smile, but he sighed again with a smile.

The princess turned her head and asked, "Why is the prince sighing?" ”

"Why did the princess ask knowingly," King Yu held her hand, "I am reluctant to let Jun'er enter the palace." ”

"I can't bear it." The princess smiled, "But I can see that my father really loves Jun'er, and the child will definitely be taken care of well when he enters the palace." ”

She patted the back of King Yu's hand and comforted: "Don't worry too much, this year is the tenth year that you have followed Master Gao to study, and there is still a long way to go." ”

Master Gao is a Hanlin attendant Gao Gong, and he has been teaching Yuwang to read in Yuwang's Mansion for nine years.

The princess said this very vaguely, but King Yu immediately understood what she meant.

Even ordinary people, ten years of cold windows, it is time to win fame. The prince has studied hard for ten years, so he naturally has to care about the common people and seek benefits for the people.

Zhu Yijun finally turned over, but his father and mother leaned together and held hands and whispered.

The little one crawled around them, deliberately making some noise, but failing to attract their attention.

So, he climbed from one end to the other, and climbed from the bed to Yuwang's lap, holding his robe, and shouting in a milky voice: "Daddy, Daddy~~"

His son's cry summoned King Yu's thoughts, and he looked down to see that the little one was staggering up from his lap, clutching his robe and trying to keep his balance, and the little milk sound that slurred his mouth made his heart melt.

King Yu hurriedly took him into his arms, bent his index finger with the other hand, scraped his nose, and asked dotingly, "Do you want Daddy to hug him?" ”

Zhu Yijun finally stood firm, raised his head, and grinned at his father: "Daddy let me, Jun'er wants my mother to hug you~"

As he spoke, the little guy spread his arms and pounced on the princess without any scruples.

The son's preference and trust made the princess happy, and she hurriedly reached out and hugged the baby into her arms. Yu Wangkong was overjoyed, and he was so angry that he reached out to pinch his son's face.

He didn't use much force, but the child's skin was white and tender, like a shelled egg, and a slight pinch left a red mark.

Zhu Yijun frowned, pouted, and made a gesture to cry.

This made the princess feel distressed, glared at King Yu angrily, and complained: "Lord! Jun'er is still young, how can you bear to put such a heavy hand? ”

Yuwang couldn't say it reasonably, so he had to smile like a stream: "Okay, okay, it's my negligence, my hand is not light or heavy, and it hurts Xiao Jun'er." ”

The little guy who was about to cry suddenly burst into laughter, tilted his head, and rubbed his little face in his father's palm.

The old father's heart softened, and he leaned over and gave him a kiss on the forehead: "My little Jun'er, what a smart child." ”

In the blink of an eye, it was April again, the weather gradually warmed up, and Emperor Jiajing ordered Huang Jin to personally go to Yuwang's Mansion to take the little emperor and grandson to the palace.

Zhu Yijun was as familiar with Yuxi Palace as he was with Yuwang Mansion, and he took Huang Jin all the way to the main hall.

"Imperial Grandpa~Imperial Grandpa~"

The little one, who is only one year old and four months old, walks not very steadily, and shakes like a duckling when he runs, funny and cute.

Emperor Jiajing was also very happy to see him, put down the scroll in his hand, got up to meet him, and picked up his little grandson and turned it upside down: "It's only been April, and my little Jun'er has grown taller and heavier again." ”

Zhu Yijun leaned on his shoulder and giggled: "Grandpa Huang, Jun'er hasn't saluted yet." ”

"Hahaha!" Emperor Jiajing was coaxed into laughter by his little grandson, "Excuse me, let the imperial grandfather take a good look at you." ”

He sat on the dragon chair with Zhu Yijun in his arms, a little tuanzi who was more than a year old, born with red lips and white teeth, and a face like Fu powder. Lan Daoxing is right, this is not a fairy child in the sky, what is this?

Huang Jin said on the side: "The slave maid asks the master, which palace should the residence of the prince be arranged?" ”

In the twenty-first year of Jiajing, two concubines and more than a dozen palace maids could not bear the torture and conspired to assassinate Emperor Jiajing.

There are eight sleeping palaces on the east and west sides of Taiye Pond, Wanchun Palace, Lichun Palace, Yongshou Palace and Changchun Palace in the east, and Yeonju Palace, Gyeongbokgung Palace, Anxi Palace and Renhe Palace in the west. Most of the harem concubines of Emperor Jiajing lived here.

Huang Jin asked Emperor Jiajing which palace to arrange Zhu Yijun's residence in, but in fact, he asked which palace concubine to raise this prince.

Emperor Jiajing was still teasing the little emperor and grandson in his arms, and said without raising his head: "I said that I personally raised him, so naturally let him live in Yuxi Palace." ”

For so many years, there were no palace maids in Yuxi Palace, and there were hundreds of eunuchs serving, and he was the only master.

Now there is an extra milk doll who has just turned one year old, and this milk doll is still the son of King Yu, whom he doesn't want to see the most.

"Slave and maid, let's arrange it."

"Slow," Huang Jin was about to retreat, but was stopped by Emperor Jiajing, "This is your little master, let the imperial eunuch choose a few more clever eunuchs to serve closely." ”

The little guy twisted and twisted in his arms, listening to them talk and thinking that he was picking a toy, holding the arm of the imperial grandfather and coquettishly, babbling and shouting: "Pick it yourself, Jun'er pick it yourself!" ”

Emperor Jiajing scratched his chin: "What will you pick?" ”

"Pick...... Fruit. ”

"Hahahaha!" Emperor Jiajing touched his stomach, "Jun'er is hungry." ”

Zhu Yijun also touched his stomach: "I'm hungry!" Hungry! ”

Emperor Jiajing asked Shangshan to prepare some tea and fruit snacks and send them to fill the belly of the little guy first. At this time, the eunuch Chen Hong, who was in charge of the seal, had something to do, and Emperor Jiajing handed Zhu Yijun to Huang Jin: "Take your little master down to rest." ”

According to the emperor's orders, Huang Jin no longer called Zhu Yijun the prince, but changed his name to the little master.

He picked up Zhu Yijun: "Little master, the slave will take you back to the dormitory for a nap." ”

This little master is round, Huang Jinnian is nearly seventy, and he is very tired to take him on a trip.

The little guy is full of energy, rolling all over the bed on the bed, and he can't sleep no matter how much he coaxes him.

Huang Jin had to play with him for a while, and finally lulled him to sleep. Someone came to report that the eunuch selected by the royal eunuch was already waiting in the courtyard. He hurriedly ordered someone to accompany Zhu Yijun and went out to choose a personal eunuch for him.

There were a total of twenty people, standing in two rows in the courtyard, all of whom were carefully selected by the royal supervisor.

Huang Gonggong muttered in his heart, he had to pick a few young and strong people, otherwise he really couldn't serve this little emperor.

Huang Jin looked back and forth twice, and when he was hesitating, he suddenly heard a squirming movement behind him.

He turned back in confusion, and saw two small round hands holding the threshold, revealing a pair of large black eyes from behind, which looked particularly bright in the slightly darker dormitory.

The threshold of the palace is two feet high, and with Zhu Yijun's height, he tiptoes, and only a pair of eyes can be exposed.

But the little one was not deterred by the difficulty, and kept trying to climb over the threshold.