After a "ahh

Emperor Jiajing thought that he would come over soon to hug him, but after waiting for a while, he didn't see anyone.

Zhu Yijun hasn't given up yet, if one side doesn't work, he will change sides. He still didn't believe it, all the five white cakes on this table were there, and he obviously smelled the smell of lotus crisp.

The little one circled around the table, stood on tiptoe again, and reached for it. Emperor Jiajing observed his every move, and then instructed Huang Jin to do things with his eyes.

This time, Huang Jin did not switch the dim sum, but moved the plate a little in, no matter how Zhu Yijun padded his feet or stretched his arms, he couldn't reach it.

Zhu Yijun still didn't give up, and changed his side, but the result was still the same, he touched the plate, but he couldn't touch the snacks.

"Oops~" Zhu Yijun cushioned his feet too hard, his body shook twice, and he lost his balance and fell under the table.

"Huh?" Zhu Yijun blinked and saw a robe swinging on the other side of the table. He seemed to understand something, and crawled under the table with his hands and feet, grabbed the hem of his recoiling garment, and shouted, "Catch it, catch it!" ”

"Dim Sum, hand over the Dim Sum."

The little guy raised his head, looked up from the bottom to the top, and saw Huang Jin smiling at him: "Little master, the slave doesn't dare to hide the snacks." ”

These words successfully cleared up the responsibility, who is his master, who can instruct him to work, even Zhu Yijun is very clear.

So, he loosened Huang Jin's robe, didn't bother to stand up, just turned his head, and crawled in the direction of Emperor Jiajing.

He usually eats without worrying about people, and his appetite is very good. It's not yet the age to draw strips, and it's round.

The weather was too hot, he wore a light cotton yarn single coat today, rolled to Emperor Jiajing like a snow ball, and grabbed his robe: "Imperial Grandpa~"

Emperor Jiajing stretched out his hand: "Jun'er wants the imperial grandfather to hug?" ”

Zhu Yijun pursed his mouth: "Bad!" ”

Emperor Jiajing pinched his little face: "Then do you like the imperial grandfather or not." ”

"I like it."

"Hahahaha~"

This sentence of "like" made the emperor so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, picked up his little grandson, and told Huang Jin to come over with a handkerchief and carefully wipe his little hands, which made him eat the snack he had in mind.

I can't stop eating this, lotus crisp, jujube cake, manna cake, chilled watermelon......

After eating and drinking, Xiao Tuanzi "chirped" his mouth, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in the arms of the emperor's grandfather.

Huang Jin stretched out his hand to pick it up, but Jiajing didn't give it, and personally carried his grandson back to the dormitory.

When Zhu Yijun woke up, it was already dark outside. He slept so deeply that Emperor Jiajing didn't let people call him at dinner. Anyway, he ate so many refreshments in the afternoon, and he couldn't go hungry without a meal.

When the little one woke up, there was no one around. This is the emperor's bedroom, and the eunuchs are guarding the door.

The little one rolled over and sat on the edge of the bed, still a little dazed. Rubbing his eyes, he saw a black shadow on the low table next to him in a daze, and he was so frightened that he couldn't cry out the next moment.

"Meow~" The black shadow suddenly screamed, and it turned out to be a cat. Zhu Yijun stared at the past, with a blue-gray coat and white eyebrows, which were the frost eyebrows that helped him regain the bamboo bell ball.

"Meow Meow~"

"Meow Meow~"

Zhu Yijun hung on the edge of the bed with his legs and leaned forward, but unfortunately no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't reach the cat squatting on the low table, so he was so anxious that he almost rolled off the bed, but fortunately, his eyes were quick and he grabbed the bed curtain.

Frostbrow was empathetic and moved forward, sitting where he could. He also poked his head out and let him touch it.

This time, no one stopped him, Zhu Yijun could not only touch the frost eyebrows, but also touch enough, and his giggling laughter echoed in the hall.

Frost eyebrows half-squinted, acting very submissive, he wanted to touch his head and let him touch his head, he wanted to touch his chin and poked his head out to let him touch his chin, he wanted to touch his belly, he immediately fell back, revealing the softest part of his body.

The eunuchs guarding the door heard the laughter and knew that it was Xiao Shizi who had woken up, and came into the house one after another.

Feng Bao walked in the front, and saw the frost eyebrows at a glance, he actually fell on his back on the side of the bed, exposing his stomach, and let Zhu Yijun's little ball lie on it. At first glance, it's hard to tell who's taking whom as a pet.

Frostbrow also turned her head. Glancing at him casually, he stood up, jumped lightly up the window, and walked away again.

Feng Baoxin said that this little cat actually has two faces.

The few eunuchs who came in with him were very surprised: "Shuangmei is only close to the emperor on weekdays, and others can't touch it." ”

"Xiao Shizi is the emperor's grandson, and he also has royal blood left in his body."

"The Taoist elders all say that Frost Eyebrow has spirituality, and it can definitely feel it."

“……”

Zhu Yijun finally got his wish, touched the frost eyebrows, and never forgot the cat.

When he got up in the morning, Wang An brought him milk with high-quality black locust honey, and the little guy drank half of it and pushed the bowl away.

A few people next to me were surprised, they usually don't drink enough, but they can't finish it today?

Wang An hurriedly asked, "Is the little master dissatisfied with today's milk?" ”

Zhu Yijun touched his mouth: "Satisfied!" But it's too little. ”

Is he even too little?

Feng Bao held the bowl and said in surprise: "You haven't finished drinking." ”

Zhu Yijun said: "I want to keep it for Shuangmei." ”

After last night, there has been a qualitative leap in their relationship, and the little one has begun to call the cat by its name.

Feng Bao coaxed him: "There is no shortage of food for Shuangmei, so you should drink it." ”

Zhu Yijun insisted very much: "It's delicious, you have to give Shuangmei a taste." ”

"But Frostbrow isn't here now."

"It's coming." After Zhu Yijun finished speaking, he pointed to the window, everyone turned their heads to look over, and a cat reached out and jumped down from the eaves of the palace quickly, and landed on the windowsill accurately, it was the frost eyebrows.

“……”

Shuangmei didn't get close to Zhu Yijun, just sat on the windowsill from a distance and watched.

Zhu Yijun was a little impatient when he saw him, and reached out to grab the bowl in Feng Bao's hand: "Shuangmei, drink milk!" ”

"Huh!" Feng Bao took a step faster than him, took the bowl away, and continued to reason with him, "Frost eyebrows...... It...... He can't drink cow's milk. ”

"Why can't you drink it?"

"Because...... Cats drink cow's milk and have diarrhea. ”

Not only Zhu Yijun, but also Chen Ju and Wang An looked at him in surprise. Feng Daban can really do it, he will come when he opens his mouth to talk nonsense, I have never heard that cats can't drink milk, and I haven't heard that cats can have diarrhea.

But Zhu Yijun trusted him very much, and his companion said that he couldn't drink it, maybe he really couldn't drink it.

The little guy was stunned for a moment, and suddenly grabbed an eight-treasure head: "Frost eyebrows eat this." ”

Feng Bao put the spoon to his mouth again: "The little master drank the milk first." ”

Zhu Yijun pushed away the spoon, drank it in a big gulp, and when he turned his head, Shuangmei jumped off the window with his tail flicked, jumped on the roof in the blink of an eye, and disappeared.

Feng Bao thought it was just a coincidence, but he didn't expect that Shuangmei would come every three or five days, and the time was fixed, all when Zhu Yijun had breakfast.

He didn't go into the house, but sat on the window for a while. It seemed that he made a special trip to take a look at Zhu Yijun, and then left.

Emperor Jiajing still called Zhu Yijun over every day, listened to his milky voice, watched him spell tangrams, and taught him to memorize the Tao Te Ching.

Wang Yin of the Jin Dynasty used his ears to describe Fu Rong, it seems that it is not an exaggeration, this little guy in front of him has such a skill.

He is still illiterate, and he doesn't know if he will be able to read in the future.

On this day, Emperor Jiajing taught Zhu Yijun to memorize a Tao Te Ching, and asked him to recite it together with the practice of the previous days. As soon as the little guy got up, a eunuch came from outside the palace to report, and the cabinet was met by the ministers of the court.

So, Zhu Yijun was taken by Huang Jin to play in the side hall. Worried that he would make trouble alone, Huang Jin also thoughtfully asked people to prepare fruits and snacks for him.

In the spring, a Taoist priest made a statement to Emperor Jiajing, predicting that there would be a drought in Henan and Shaanxi provinces, and hoped that the emperor would set up a fasting and Jiao to pray for blessings.

At that time, it was the rainy season, and it seemed that the flood was more reliable than the drought, and the treasury was empty, so there was really no spare money for Emperor Jiajing to squander on such a money-burning personal hobby, and the minister strongly opposed it, so the matter was put aside for the time being.

And now, the drought has really happened, in response to the prediction of the Taoist priest, in addition to Henan and Shaanxi, there is also one more Shanxi, thousands of miles of red land, and no grass grows.

Emperor Jiajing was furious, thinking that this was the consequence of not praying for rain in time and angering the gods, and in a fit of rage, he dragged several ministers who were most opposed to his establishment of Jiao out of the court for twenty years.

He was never a man who would compromise easily, especially in front of ministers. The more the ministers oppose something, the more he has to do something, in his opinion, it is a symbol of power, and those who do not obey the ministers, are challenging his authority.

Yuxi Palace is not spacious, Emperor Jiajing was angry in the main hall, the ministers argued with reason, and Zhu Yijun in the side hall also heard it.

So, he put down his snacks, carefully slid off the stool, and when he landed, he didn't stand firmly, and he fell. But he didn't care, and got up and ran to the main hall.

Huang Jin saw him from afar, gave him a look, and didn't let him come out.

The little one seemed to understand what he meant, and stood far away, hiding behind a large pillar, and poked his head out to look out.

According to the rules of the past dynasties, as the Son of Heaven, in the event of a natural disaster, he always has to sacrifice to the sky and pray for rain, but this is also to prepare some tribute, which requires the emperor to work hard and go in person to show his sincerity, and the cost can be much lower than that of setting up a fasting Jiao.

In the end, Emperor Jiajing and the ministers each took a step back, and the emperor gave a deadline, within five days, if there is no rain in Henan, Shaanxi, and Shanxi, then according to the emperor's will, set up a Jiao to pray for rain.

Zhu Yijun couldn't understand what the imperial grandfather and the ministers were arguing about, he only understood one word - rain. This word appeared many times in the mouths of the imperial grandfather and ministers, as if as long as it rained, all problems would be solved.

In the past few days, Emperor Jiajing has been paying attention to the disaster situation in Henan, Shaanxi, and Shanxi provinces. In particular, Shaanxi suffered a drought last year, and the local people's lives were already difficult due to the reduction in grain production, and this year's drought is even more serious.

It is said that in some areas, people have starved to death on the side of the road, and the corpses quickly decomposed in the scorching heat, and if they are not prevented in time, the drought has not been resolved, and the plague has come again.

Emperor Jiajing discussed countermeasures with his ministers and allocated money and grain for disaster relief, but Zhu Yijun was not allowed to pass.

The little guy stayed in his dormitory to play, and Feng Bao just went to do something else, when he turned around and found that the person was gone.

He looked around, and the little eunuch guarding the door told him that the little master had gone to the yard to play.

Feng Baosan followed out in two steps, and saw Zhu Yijun standing in the middle of the courtyard with his bamboo bell ball in his arms, looking up at the sky.

It was dog days, and it was afternoon, and the sun was at its hottest. After a while, fine sweat was already soaked on Zhu Yijun's forehead.

Feng Bao walked over and picked up the person from behind: "Little master, you don't stay in the house, what are you doing running out?" ”

Zhu Yijun leaned on his shoulder, still squinting at the sky: "Big companion, is it going to rain?" ”

The sky was so clear that there was not even a single superfluous cloud to be seen, and there was no sign of rain at all.

Feng Bao hugged him and walked back: "It won't rain." ”

Zhu Yijun: "Then will it rain tomorrow?" ”

Feng Bao: "Not tomorrow." ”

Zhu Yijun: "That...... When will it rain? ”

Feng Bao: "I don't know. ”

"Who knows?"

"Oh my God."

Feng Bao carried him back to the hall, twisted the handkerchief and carefully wiped off his sweat, and Chen Ju brought a bowl of iced sour plum to relieve the heat.

The little one sat there, still looking preoccupied.

Chen Ju asked him: "Does the little master have something on his mind?" ”

Zhu Yijun nodded: "Yes." ”

This answer is unexpected, and with his immature face and serious expression, it is too cute.

Chen Ju squatted in front of him and asked, "If the little master has anything on his mind, you might as well tell the slave maid about it." ”

Zhu Yijun asked, "Where is Henan?" ”

Chen Ju replied to him very seriously: "Out of the capital to the south, after Zhili is Henan." ”

"Far away?"

"Far away."

"Farther than the Imperial Garden?"

Feng Bao took a clean piece of clothes for him to change into: "It's much farther." ”

For three days, the little one didn't wait for the rain. At night, Feng Bao coaxed him to sleep, and the little guy tossed and turned, and he couldn't sleep. Hearing a trace of movement outside, he immediately turned over and sat up: "Companion, is it raining?" ”

"Nope."

"And when is it going to rain?"

Feng Bao sighed: "I'm afraid this question is only known to God." ”

Zhu Yijun asked, "Who is God?" ”

“……”

Feng Bao asked him, "Does the little master really want to rain?" ”

Zhu Yijun nodded: "Yes." ”

"Why?"

Emperor Jiajing didn't see the little emperor and grandson for a few days, which was strange. I was able to spare a little free time at night, and I guessed that he was already asleep, but I still wanted to come and have a look.

When I walked to the entrance of the temple, I heard that the little one was also concerned about the rain.

Zhu Yijun lowered his head and thought for a moment, then quickly raised his head again and said, "It's raining, Grandpa Huang is happy!" ”

He thought about it for a while, and added: "I don't want the imperial grandfather to be angry, I want the imperial grandfather to be happy." ”