More than 50 years of friendship between master and servant have made them know each other very well, and with a look and an expression, they know what the other party wants to say.

Huang Jin said: "The slave just thinks that the little master is still too young. These days, I have to make a lot of noise every night before I fall asleep......"

Emperor Jiajing bluntly said what he didn't dare to say: "Do you think it's cruel to let him be separated from his parents at such a young age?" ”

Huang Jin bowed and bowed his head: "The slave doesn't dare." ”

Emperor Jiajing waved his hand: "Do you still want to say that I was affected by Lan Daoxing's words, so I took him into the palace." ”

"Lan Dao Changjing Passage Method, he said that the little master is a fairy child, and he can bring auspiciousness to Da Ming and His Majesty, so there is nothing wrong with that."

Emperor Jiajing snorted: "I let the imperial grandson enter the palace, and it was not all because of his words. ”

"That's ......"

Emperor Jiajing's eyes sank, and the smile on his face suddenly converged: "Because of Zhu Zaiyuan." ”

Huang Jin was puzzled: "King Yu? ”

"My son, I know better than anyone else, that he has been timid and cowardly since childhood, and even more pedantic after studying."

"Although Jun'er is young, she is smarter and more courageous than his father. Huang Companion, you say, is it a bit of a shadow of my childhood? ”

Huang Jin followed his words and boasted: "The little master is the grandson of the master, and he is connected by blood, so he is naturally as smart as the master when he was young. ”

Emperor Jiajing waved his hand: "That's not necessarily, you look at King Yu and King Jing, which of them is like me?" ”

"I just don't worry about handing over Xiao Jun'er to King Yu, and I will develop his cowardly temperament in the future."

Huang Jin opened his mouth, but he was finally afraid, and swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

Emperor Jiajing glanced at him: "You want to say that King Yu is kind-hearted, right?" ”

Huang Jin smiled: "Nothing can escape the master's eyes." ”

"There are no strong means, only benevolence, how to control the civil and military officials, how to govern this huge country?"

"This Manchu dynasty civil and military, no one's words can be disbelieved, and all must not be believed. Sitting in that position, no one can be trusted, and the only one who can be trusted is himself. ”

Huang Jin didn't dare to answer, so he had to flatter him: "The master is right." ”

The civil and official group of the Ming Dynasty was so powerful that it was unprecedented, these people stood out from the examination-oriented education, and they were the elite of the elite, one by one, they were full of poetry and books, well versed in the struggle of officialdom, and they were the best at reading the classics, coercing the Son of Heaven with the words and deeds of the saints, and playing hooligans to be able to quote the scriptures and scriptures.

Emperor Jiajing became the emperor at the age of 15, smart, old, and the city government was very deep, and he had 800 hearts and eyes all over his body, but in the first few years of his ascension to the throne, he did not suffer from civil officials.

Then he summed up a set of his own philosophy of doing things - firmly hold the power in his own hands, and if he is obedient, he will give him a little, and if he is disobedient, he will find a reason to die.

With King Yu's temperament, if he really becomes an emperor in the future, won't he be manipulated to death by these civil officials.

Emperor Jiajing sighed again: "Zhu Zaiyuan is too weak, I don't want my grandson to be as useless as him when he grows up." ”

It is not difficult to see that he does not like King Yu in his heart, but he likes the little grandson born to him by King Yu.

After a period of adaptation, Zhu Yijun quit breast milk, and also relieved the anxiety of separation from his mother and nurse.

After all, he was still young, and it was easy for him to transfer this feeling of dependence to another person, and this person was naturally Feng Bao.

Coming to this familiar and unfamiliar world, Feng Bao found that everything around him was not completely consistent with the middle and late Ming Dynasty in his cognition, which showed that he was not traveling through a serious history.

But these are no longer important, once they come, they will be safe. The young Wanli Emperor was so cute, he needed him so much, and it was quite fun to accompany him every day.

In Feng Bao's heart, he doesn't just treat Zhu Yijun as a little master, but as his own son.

On this day, Feng Bao accompanied Zhu Yijun to play in the garden.

The spring light was just right, the weather was warm, and the little one was first attracted by a big rock under the tree, and circled around again.

Chen Ju thought he had lost something, and was about to step forward to ask, but was stopped by Feng Bao.

Chen Ju took a closer look, the gold lock hanging around his neck, the gold bracelet on his wrist, the jade ring, incense sachet and peace charm hanging from his waist, and asked Feng Bao suspiciously: "What is the little master looking for?" ”

Feng Bao raised his chin and smiled mysteriously: "You'll know in a while." ”

After circling the big stone three times, Zhu Yijun finally listened, stopped between the stone and the big tree behind him, and then began his plan.

He grasped the protruding stone with both hands, stepped on a shallow depression with his left foot, and climbed up with great difficulty.

Chen Ju suddenly realized that the little guy was just surveying the terrain and looking for a convenient position to climb.

Zhu Yijun climbed up for a while, and when he reached the middle position, he suddenly found that the surroundings were bare, and there was no place to stay.

The little one hangs in the air, up and down. Leaning against the stone, he stretched out his short legs and tentatively explored his surroundings.

Feng Bao asked, "Do you think he can climb up?" ”

Chen Ju looked at the stone, there was really no place around him that could borrow strength, Zhu Yijun was only a child of more than a year old after all, he had already used all the methods he could think of, and he was about to lose his strength.

"He's too young to go up."

Chen Ju was worried that the little master would fall, and was about to step forward to hug him, but he heard Feng Bao say: "I said that he will definitely be able to go up." ”

At this time, Zhu Yijun seemed to remember something, and tentatively stretched his little short legs back. The first time it was not enough, but he didn't give up, he carefully moved back for half a minute, and then stretched out his little short legs to reach, this time he finally touched the trunk of the tree, borrowed a kick, gritted his teeth and successfully reached the top.

Feng Bao gets along with Zhu Yijun day and night every day and has observed him for a long time. He was an active child and curious about everything around him. likes to climb high, and he has climbed the threshold, tables, chairs and benches in the hall.

He rarely gives up because he can't climb somewhere, and is always able to change positions and angles and make all kinds of attempts. Even if you give up temporarily due to physical reasons, you will continue to challenge next time.

People say that you see old at the age of three, but in fact, you don't have to wait until you are three years old, there are some innate qualities that can be seen at a very young age.

Although Zhu Yijun is young, it is not difficult to see from his climb that he has courage and strategy, and when he encounters problems, he will solve them through thinking.

The toss just now exhausted Zhu Yijun. At this time, he was lying on the big rock, his mouth open, his tongue sticking out, panting, like a puppy, cute to death.

"Otomo !!"

The two of them were laughing here, and on the big stone over there, Zhu Yijun had rested enough, turned over and stood up, and shouted Feng Bao at the top of his voice.

As soon as Feng Bao turned his head, he saw the little guy suddenly open his arms and pounce on him.

The two of them were frightened, and Feng Bao instinctively took a big step forward and reached out to pick it up.

Zhu Yijun has short hands and short legs, he is simply a stocky ball, smashed into Feng Bao's arms. The powerful impact force made Feng Bao take a step, lose his center of gravity, and fall backwards.

Chen Ju reached out to help, but didn't hold on, and watched them fall on the grass.

Feng protected the child, his back on the ground, and couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.

Chen Ju sighed, serving this little ancestor, sooner or later he had to put his life into it.

Zhu Yijun laughed in Feng Bao's arms: "I'm flying!" ”

A ray of sunlight leaked through the gap in the leaves and fell right into his eyes, scattering into tiny pieces of starlight, as beautiful as a dream.

Watching him grow up carefree, even if he guards it with his life, it's worth it.

Feng Bao rolled on the grass with Zhu Yijun in his arms, and the hearty laughter of children spread far away, and the eunuchs passing by looked at them one after another.

Except for Zhu Yijun, there are no children in this palace, and everyone in the entire Forbidden City knows that the little emperor and grandson are the treasures of the emperor's heart.

Feng Bao sat up with Zhu Yijun in his arms, bent his legs, let the little guy sit on his lap, and carefully brushed the grass clippings from his hair for him: "Little master, look." ”

He pointed at Chen Ju: "He's angry." ”

"Angry?" The little guy raised his head and frowned at Chen Ju, not understanding why he was angry.

Chen Ju squatted down, tidied up his clothes, and reasoned with him: "Little master, it was very dangerous just now, if Feng Bao didn't catch it, you would fall to the ground." ”

Zhu Yijun blinked, not understanding what the consequences would be if he fell to the ground.

Chen Ju continued: "If you fall to the ground, you will be injured. You are the emperor's favorite little grandson, extremely noble. If you are injured, the emperor will feel distressed. ”

"Hmph~" The little guy crossed his waist and pouted, "You don't feel sorry for me." ”

"Hey," Feng Bao pinched his little face, "How is your focus different from others?" ”

Chen Ju said again: "The little master must always remember that your safety is more important than the lives of the slaves and maids, and you must not do such a dangerous thing again." ”

Zhu Yijun bit his lower lip, he couldn't understand the meaning of Chen Ju's words, but he could feel that Chen Ju was talking to him very seriously.

Zhu Yijun leaned on Feng Bao's shoulders and wrapped his arms around his neck tightly. After a while, he freed up a small hand to pull the hem of Chen Ju's clothes, and said obediently, "I know." ”

Feng Bao looked at his poor little appearance and felt distressed. So he pushed Chen Ju: "Don't scare him." ”

He stood up with Zhu Yijun in his arms again, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I will always protect you." ”

"Go back, it's time for the little master to eat."

Feng Bao walked behind with Zhu Yijun in his arms, and he pointed to Chen Ju's back: "He will also protect you." ”

"Don't be angry with him, little master, although he looks fierce, he is a good person."

Chen Ju didn't need him to issue a good person card, and urged: "Let's go." ”

A few people walked through the imperial garden to the dormitory, but they ran into Wang An.

"Huh?" When Zhu Yijun saw him, he tilted his head in confusion, and clearly wrote on his little face: Isn't he with us?

Wang An smiled: "I haven't seen you all morning, does the little master want to be a slave?" ”

Zhu Yijun asked him, "Where have you been?" ”

Wang An shook the textbook in his hand: "The slave maid went to the inner study hall to study today." ”

"Inner Study?"

Wang An smiled: "It's a place for slaves and maids to read." ”

"Is reading a book fun?"

Wang An shook his head: "It's not fun." ”

Feng Bao said: "Reading is not for fun. ”

Chen Ju asked Wang An: "What did you learn today?" ”

"The Analects."

"Listen to it on your back."

"Reciting three hundred poems, giving them to government, not reaching; It can be used in all directions, and cannot be specialized. Although there are many, do you think so? ”

“……”

After a few days, after the lunch break, there was nothing to do, and several people accompanied Zhu Yijun to the garden to play.

Feng Bao took a slice of dried meat and asked Zhu Yijun, "Do you want to eat this?" ”

Zhu Yijun swallowed his saliva: "I want to eat!" ”

Feng Bao fed him what he was holding, took another piece, put it in a box, closed the lid, and handed it to Zhu Yijun.

It was a simple trap box that an adult might not be able to open, let alone a child under a year and a half.

The little one bowed his head and concentrated on his research. Next to him, Chen Ju was urging Wang An to review his homework: "Recite the Analects I learned a few days ago." ”

"Zi said: Recite 300 poems, and give them political ...... Grant them political ......"

"Zi said: Reciting poems for three hundred, giving them government, but not reaching; It can be used in all directions, and cannot be specialized. Although there are many, do you think so? ”

Wang An didn't recite it, but there was a milky voice next to him. Although Zhu Yijun was young and couldn't speak clearly, he memorized it word for word.

Feng Bao and Chen Ju glanced at each other and asked, "What did you teach?" ”

"Nope."

The two looked at Wang An again, and the latter shook his head: "I don't have either." ”

So, the three of them looked at Zhu Yijun again.

In this way, he just heard Wang An memorize it that day, and after several days, he could still recite it word for word.

"OMG!" Feng Bao couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he used to read the biographies of ancient celebrities. When the emperor was born, a vision fell from heaven. When he was young, he was even more intelligent and extraordinary, and he always felt that there was an element of mythology.

Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I know that there is really a prodigy in this world who can recite when he hears it.

He asked Zhu Yijun: "Little master, do you know what this sentence means?" ”

The little guy was still looking down, studying the box: "I don't know. ”

"Do you want to know?"

"I don't want to."

“……”

Feng Bao thought to himself: The prodigy should not be a child who is tired of school.

The prodigy is working hard for good food and is not available right now.

He held the box and looked over and over, touching it here, knocking there, and suddenly heard a "click" sound, and the lid of the box opened.

"Wow! I'm open! ”

The little guy took out the dried meat, threw away the box, and ate it beautifully.

Wang An picked up the inside and out of the box and muttered, "Is it so easy?" ”

“……”

The weather is getting hotter, and this year there is more rain than usual, and every other day is a torrential rain. Soon it was the Huangmei season again, and it was even more rainy and rainy.

In the afternoon of this day, Zhu Yijun had lunch and shouted that he wanted to go out to play, and was coaxed and deceived by Feng Baolian to take him back to the dormitory for a nap.

After about half an hour, Zhu Yijun woke up, got up with a grunt, and suddenly shouted, "I'm going to find the emperor's grandfather." ”

Feng Bao looked at the gloomy sky outside: "It seems to be raining." ”

The little guy pouted: "But I haven't seen Grandpa Huang for a long time." ”

Feng Bao smiled: "It's only been two days. ”

The child has no concept of time, and two days is a long time for him.

Emperor Jiajing was very busy on weekdays, cultivating immortals was his first priority, and the second was listening to the cabinet ministers quarreling in the main hall of Yuxi Palace.

He didn't have much time to give Zhu Yijun, sometimes he called the little emperor and grandson to accompany him to dinner, sometimes he didn't see him all day, and sometimes he thought about it late at night, so he went to the dormitory to have a look, but Zhu Yijun had already slept at that time.

Zhu Yijun pulled Feng Bao to the main hall, and as soon as he walked up the jade steps, he was stopped by the eunuch at the door.

The hall was noisy, and Yan Shifan and the second assistant Xu Jie fought for a red face and a thick neck.