Zhu Yijun covered his face and cried whining, Emperor Jiajing asked him what was wrong, and he only repeated one word: "It hurts...... It hurts ......."

"Where does it hurt?"

Zhu Yijun choked up and said, "My eyes hurt." ”

Emperor Jiajing forcibly pulled down his hand to check, the little guy's eyes were watery, tears flowed down his cheeks, dragging out a long tear stain, looking very pitiful.

On closer inspection, his eyes were red, and there was a red mark at the end of his eyes, especially on the white and tender skin.

Emperor Jiajing's face sank: "How did you get this?" ”

I don't know who I was asking, there were dozens of officials, eunuchs, and guards standing in the empty square.

Although Zhu Yijun, this little guy, usually speaks a little slurred because his teeth are not straight, but his vocabulary and expression skills far exceed those of his peers.

Today, I may be frightened, except for crying, I will only talk about pain.

After all, he was only one and a half years old, and it was indeed a bit embarrassing to expect him to be able to tell what had just happened.

Emperor Jiajing set his eyes on the eunuch guarding outside the palace gate, he had been standing there, and he was the closest person to Zhu Yijun.

"Say, what's going on?"

The eunuch knelt down tremblingly, and secretly glanced at Yan Shifan. The Yan father and son, who are in power, are something he can't afford to provoke, and he can't afford to provoke the emperor, so he bowed his head and fell to the ground, saying whatever he saw: "Back to the emperor, is it...... It's Lord Yan. ”

Yan Shifan was stunned for a moment, and then it was like a cannon battle, and exploded: "Dog slave, why does this official want to hurt the son?" Could it be that someone instructed you to frame your own official? ”

He probably developed a habit of framing Zhongliang, and his first reaction at this time was that someone wanted to frame him.

The eunuch told what had just happened in one breath: "The slave maid saw it...... Seeing Lord Yan coming out of the hall, the hem of the court robe hit the eyes of the prince. ”

Yan Shifan got carried away just now, wanting to show off his victory in front of Xu Jie, he walked fast and urgently, and stepped out of the threshold as soon as his legs were raised, plus the wind outside the hall was strong, and his robe was blown up, Zhu Yijun was so short, he didn't look down deliberately, and he couldn't notice him at all.

"Minister......

"Yan Shifan." He also wanted to quibble in front of Emperor Jiajing, but Yan Song next to him suddenly shouted angrily, "Don't kneel down and ask for guilt!" ”

In front of so many people, asking him to kneel down for a child who is more than a year old, Yan Shifan was somewhat unconvinced.

But his father can carry it better than him, and it is not the prince who makes him kneel, but the emperor.

No matter how unwilling Yan Shifan was in his heart, he still lifted his robe and knelt down: "The minister didn't mean it, but he also hurt the prince, please forgive the emperor." ”

Maybe his eyes didn't hurt so much, Zhu Yijun quieted down and stopped crying, but his eyes were still a little red and swollen.

Emperor Jiajing put Yan Shifan aside first and instructed Huang Jin: "Go to Xuan Taiyi." ”

Zhu Yijun leaned on Emperor Jiajing's arms, glanced at Yan Shifan, and quickly turned his head.

This man's personality and appearance did not suit his eyes, and he did not even want to take a second look.

The emperor didn't let him get up, and Yan Shifan was still kneeling there. Everyone present looked at him, especially Xu Jie, who was standing next to him, who had nothing to do with him on the surface, and must have felt bad in his heart.

Xiaoge Lao is used to being majestic on weekdays, and no one pays attention to him, but he provokes the people at the top of the emperor's heart, which is okay.

Emperor Jiajing didn't let him get up, and turned around and entered the main hall with the child in his arms.

Yan Shifan knelt like this, and after a while, the eunuch went in to ask for instructions, and Emperor Jiajing asked people to pass the word and ask him to step down.

Only then did Yan Shifan stand up, wipe the sweat from his forehead, and staggered down the jade steps.

This matter spread quickly, Yan Shifan couldn't play prestige, but was cleaned up by the little emperor's grandson, and knelt outside the palace for an hour before the emperor told him to step down.

The father and son of the Yan family have controlled the government and politics for many years, and they have done all kinds of evil, except for their comrades, other officials can be said to hate them to the core. Usually because of their power, they only dare to scold behind their backs, but today I heard that he was deflated in front of Emperor Jiajing, and he had a big bad breath.

But Xu Jie knew that Yan Shifan was by no means a fool, on the contrary, he was extremely smart, and there were countless loyal and good people who were killed by his conspiracy methods. It's just that he has been so powerful and arrogant that he has long since stopped taking others seriously.

The expansion of power will make people lose their minds, and it is also the beginning of destruction.

After the diagnosis and treatment of the imperial doctor, Zhu Yijun's eyes are nothing serious, but he is too small, his skin is delicate, and his eyes are relatively fragile.

The eyes are fine, and Emperor Jiajing is relieved. He hadn't seen his little grandson for two days, and he had planned to go to see him at night, but who would have thought that the little guy would come by himself.

For the little grandson, he was worried about the emperor's grandfather, which made Emperor Jiajing feel good

Be tickled pink. Before dinner, he had nothing to do, so he took out a book and flipped through it.

The concerts of the Jiajing Dynasty are divided into "former dynasties" and "later dynasties", and the concerts of the hundred officials are the former dynasties; The Taoist priest is the Later Dynasty, and the officials of the previous Dynasty are not allowed to inquire about the Later Dynasty.

This letter was given by a Taoist priest named Hu Dashun, whom he had recently been quite favored. It is said that he watched the sky at night and calculated that this summer, there will be a serious drought in Henan and Shaanxi provinces, and it is necessary to take a hundred officials to eat Jiao to resolve it.

The Jiao ceremony, which requires transporting wood, buying gold, silver and jade, melting a large number of gold inscription plaques, and firing Jiao altar porcelain in Jingdezhen, each of which requires real money and silver, and the cost is amazing.

But this is Emperor Jiajing's lifelong belief, and in big and small matters, you must ask the gods what they mean.

He closed the fold and tapped it lightly in the palm of his hand, thoughtfully: "It's a drought again." ”

In recent years, natural disasters have continued, often the north has just suffered a drought, and the south has encountered floods, so these Taoist priests dare to blatantly predict the disaster, and if they close their eyes, they can also be right.

Zhu Yijun, who was playing alone next to him, suddenly asked, "What is the drought?" ”

"It just doesn't rain."

Zhu Yijun raised his head: "Down." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a thunderclap suddenly occurred outside the main hall, and heavy rain poured down.

Emperor Jiajing glanced out the window, and the rain fell down in a string along the eaves. He remembered that when Zhu Yijun was born, it didn't snow for a few months, and it snowed heavily as soon as the child was born.

When he turned around, Zhu Yijun was still fiddling with a delicate ball in his hand with his head down, and the thunder and heavy rain outside the window didn't seem to have any effect on him.

Emperor Jiajing asked, "Xiao Jun'er, the imperial grandfather asked you." ”

"Will it rain in Henan and Shaanxi provinces this summer?"

Zhu Yijun pointed out the window: "Down." ”

Emperor Jiajing scratched his chin and said with a smile: "Do you know what Grandpa Huang is talking about? ”

Zhu Yijun looked at him suspiciously: "It's raining." ”

This question may not be known to Qin Tianjian if asked, and it is outrageous to ask a child who is only more than a year old.

At this time, Huang Jin walked in from outside the hall: "Master, it's time for dinner." ”

Emperor Jiajing fasted and cultivated every day, and the dishes served were vegetarian. In order to cater to the emperor's tastes, Shang Shanjian put a lot of effort into production and cooking. It looks light, but it is actually very knowledgeable. The dishes served on the table look bland, but they taste different.

Zhu Yijun is too young to eat by himself, and he needs to be fed by others. But others can't, it has to be Feng Bao.

Emperor Jiajing's gaze fell on Feng Bao, looked at it for a moment, and didn't say anything.

After dinner, the little one was well fed and drunk, and a little sleepy, and sat there with his eyelids fighting.

Emperor Jiajing patted his little belly: "I asked people to prepare watermelons in the side hall, but unfortunately, Xiao Jun'er can't eat it." ”

Hearing the watermelon, the little guy's eyes lit up, swallowed his saliva, turned over and sat up: "I can eat it!" ”

"Huang Jin," Emperor Jiajing patted Zhu Yijun's ass again, "take him over." ”

Huang Jin hugged Zhu Yijun and went to the side hall, and Feng Bao also followed.

Emperor Jiajing suddenly said: "You stop, I have something to ask you." ”

He asked Huang Jin to take Zhu Yijun away, and Feng Bao guessed that he was going to ask him something, so he turned around and stood in a proper manner, but he didn't show much fear.

Emperor Jiajing asked: "You serve the emperor and grandson closely, why is he crying outside the palace today, but you are not by his side?" ”

At that time, things happened too fast, Feng Bao wanted to come, but he was standing under the jade steps and was about to go up, but was preempted by Emperor Jiajing.

But he knew that this was not what Emperor Jiajing wanted to hear.

Feng Bao immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "Your Majesty is discussing matters with the courtiers, and the slaves and maids dare not approach." ”

"The little master was injured, and the slave was about to step forward, and His Majesty arrived."

"It's the slave who failed to protect the little master, please ask the emperor to forgive the sin."

The biggest lesson that Emperor Jiajing learned from Emperor Zhengde was to restrain the excessive power of eunuchs.

He recalled all the eunuchs who were guarding all parts of the country, recalled them to the capital and began to investigate, but if they found out that there was a problem, they were directly killed, and the corpses were displayed.

Even Huang Jin, who grew up with him since he was a child and served him wholeheartedly, was warned by him after he became the emperor in Beijing to do what he should do honestly and play less tricks.

Feng Bao had learned what the personality of this emperor was from various history books, and he didn't want to come out, so his answer was clever.

He had to let the emperor know that he just wanted to be a proper eunuch and take care of his little master, and he didn't dare to think about anything else.

Obviously, Emperor Jiajing was quite satisfied with this answer, and waved his hand: "Take your little master back to rest." ”

When Feng Bao came to the side hall, Zhu Yijun was making trouble, he couldn't eat a piece of watermelon, and his upper and lower eyelids couldn't stop fighting, rubbing his eyes while twisting and twisting in Huang Jin's arms: "Big companion, I want big companion~"

He doesn't recognize life on weekdays, and anyone can play with him. But when it came to sleeping at night, he only recognized Feng Bao.

Feng Bao walked quickly to the table, and when Huang Jin saw him, it was like seeing a savior, and hurriedly handed over the little guy in his arms: "This little ancestor, it's weird to be full of food." ”

Feng Bao nodded in thanks: "There is Lao Huang's father-in-law." ”

Huang Jin waved his hand: "Wait well." ”

Zhu Yijun was already drowsy at the moment, nestled in Feng Bao's arms, felt the familiar breath, and immediately quieted down. I tilted my head, leaned on his shoulder and bowed my head, and without a moment's delay, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

The rain came and went quickly, and the moon was shrouded in a thin layer of clouds, sprinkling a hazy silver frost on the ground.

Feng Bao walked in the moonlight with his sleeping arms in his arms, smelling the faint milky fragrance on his body at the tip of his nose, and he could still feel his even breathing in his ears.

Feng Bao suddenly asked: "I didn't show up to you in time to protect you today, will you blame me?" ”

"No~"

He thought that Zhu Yijun was asleep, but there was a vague "no" in his ears.

Feng Bao turned his head sideways and saw that the little guy had his eyes closed, his lips slightly open, and one hand still holding his robe, he should be asleep.

It's so cute when he's asleep, Feng Bao couldn't help it, leaned over and kissed his hair, and corrected him softly: "I should say no." ”

After a while, the little one turned his head in a different direction and said dreamily, "No milk." ”

“……”

Unexpectedly, he was still thinking about this when he fell asleep.