After entering October, the weather became colder and colder, charcoal fires were lit in the palace, and Zhu Yijun also changed into winter clothes.

He was wearing a red satin jacket today, with a white rabbit fur trim at the collar, which reflected the white and tender face and the watery spirit, as if he had pinched out of a snow ball.

Wearing cotton clothes and shoes on his body, Zhu Yijun did not forget to pull the eunuchs to play football with him. The main game of play is that the eunuch throws the ball out, and the little guy runs behind, laughing milkily as he runs. Because the legs are too short and the clothes are too thick, they run like a ball. The bamboo bell ball rolls in front and he rolls in the back.

Feng Bao was working on the side, staring at him from the corner of his eye. As expected, the little ball ran with his left foot and his right foot, and fell to the ground.

The little eunuch who was playing with him hurried up and wanted to help him. Zhu Yijun pushed away those outstretched hands, didn't want anyone to help him, and got up by himself.

Feng Bao walked over and glanced at his dusty little hands, ready to take him to wash them.

Zhu Yijun raised his head and looked at the sky. Suddenly, something fell, impartially fell on the tip of his nose, the little guy was excited, he felt his nose itch, there was water flowing down his nose, he stretched out his tongue to lick, licked it, tried to wrinkle his nose, funny little appearance, so that several eunuchs next to him couldn't help but raise the corners of their mouths.

Feng Bao wiped him with cufflinks: "It's snowing." ”

This year's snow is earlier than usual, and it has only been a short time since the beginning of winter. It is foreseeable that what is coming will be an extremely cold winter, and I don't know how many people will not be able to survive this harsh winter of hunger and cold.

Although the rise and fall of dynasties cannot be simply attributed to climatic reasons. But objectively speaking, the Xiaoice River period did bring great disasters to the Daming Dynasty, which was in an agricultural society.

Extremely cold weather, frequent natural disasters, reduced grain production, and grassland degradation have all become the triggers for the outbreak of war.

Coastal Bandits, Southwest Rebellions, Peasant Revolts, and Northern Nomadic Intrusions...... Protracted wars and famines, combined with increasingly intensifying internal contradictions, eventually pushed the vast empire to its demise.

"Wow wow~~ It's snowing! It's snowing! It's a lot of snow! ”

When Feng Bao was still worried about the country and the people, Zhu Yijun had already begun to be happy.

The little guy stopped kicking the ball and ran out on his short legs. It looks like a penguin, but it actually runs fast, and it is outside the hospital in the blink of an eye.

Feng Bao chased after him, and commanded as he chased back: "Wang An, cloak!" ”

Wang An came out of the dormitory with a small cloak, and when he chased out of the hospital, Feng Bao had already chased Zhu Yijun out of Yuxi Palace.

Feng Bao took the cloak, wrapped Zhu Yijun from behind, and pulled the hood. When I hugged him in my arms, I saw that his face was red.

With such delicate skin, where can it withstand the cold wind of winter.

Feng Bao coaxed him: "Go back." ”

The little guy's whole body was hidden under the cloak, revealing only a pair of sparkling eyes: "Don't go back." ”

Feng Bao asked him with a smile: "Where are you going if you don't go back?" ”

Zhu Yijun raised his hand and pointed: "Go over there." ”

Feng Bao glanced at his fingers, which was the direction of the Tai Liquid Pool.

The little one is playful again. Although he is young, he actually understands everything in his heart.

Feng Bao knew that he couldn't fool him, he had to reason with him.

"It's just snowing and there's not much fun outside. Wait for tomorrow morning, there is snow on the ground, let's accompany the little master to come out and build a snowman, okay? ”

He pointed to the sky again: "Look, it's getting dark. I heard that Shang Shanjian prepared the little master's favorite yuan juice lamb bones today, let's go back and wash our hands and prepare for dinner, okay? ”

Hearing the delicious food, Zhu Yijun immediately left the liquid pool behind: "Then let's go back quickly." ”

There was a charcoal stove burning in the dormitory, and it was warm. As soon as he entered the house, Zhu Yijun couldn't wait to take off his cloak, and even wanted to take off his padded jacket.

Feng Bao pressed his hand: "Be careful of catching a cold." ”

The little guy stomped his feet and said eagerly, "I'm hot." ”

Feng Bao touched his little face: "Bear with me for a moment." ”

Wang An brought hot water, and Feng Bao washed Zhu Yijun's face and hands, and then found a lighter jacket for him to change.

The little guy was at ease now, running around the hall, and when he reached the door again, he lifted the curtain and poked out half of his head: "Ah, it's really dark." ”

At this time, Chen Ju happened to come in from outside the hall, and with a cold air, he quickly lowered the curtain to isolate the cold air: "Little master, be careful of catching a cold." ”

Zhu Yijun touched his hand and felt cold. Then he pulled him to the charcoal stove to warm up: "Closer, closer." ”

The hollow carved pattern of the copper furnace revealed a faint red light, and Chen Ju smiled: "I think of a poem." ”

Zhu Yijun asked, "What poem?" ”

"Green ants are freshly brewed with wine, and the red clay is a small stove. If you want snow in the evening, can you drink a glass of nothing? ”

For the first time, Zhu Yijun became interested in the content of the poem, tilted his head and asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

Chen Ju explained to him: "The freshly brewed rice wine, the red-hot charcoal stove, the sky is about to get thicker and thicker, can we have a cup together?" ”

Zhu Yijun nodded seriously: "Yes." ”

He looked left and right: "Where is the rice wine, give me a taste." ”

Feng Bao walked behind them: "No rice wine, can you drink agate cake soup?" ”

"Drink! Huh? Zhu Yijun turned around and saw that a eunuch had begun to pass the meal, and it was finally time to eat.

The meal was put on the table, and Zhu Yijun couldn't wait to come to the stool and take out his posture of climbing the threshold, but after working hard for a long time, he didn't climb up.

Because the stool is round and the top is flat, his little hands have no point of focus.

But this little group can see the personality of not admitting defeat since he was a child, and vows to conquer this stool, Chen Ju said that he would carry him up, but he refused.

The little emperor's grandson is dressed in fine clothes and jade food on weekdays, and he is white and fat, and the two gold bracelets on his wrists are embedded in the meat. When the little hands are exerted, you can still see the round depression at the knuckles, which is very cute.

Feng Bao squatted down and reminded him with a smile: "Little master, if you can't go up again, the food will be cold." ”

"Babble~~~" Xiao Tuanzi gritted his teeth, broke the lower edge with both hands, put one leg on the stool, and cooperated with his hands and feet, and went up at once.

He carefully adjusted his balance, then stood on the stool, raised his hands and shouted, "Come up!" ”

Feng Bao and Chen Ju were on his side, protecting him.

The dish was not cold, it was still steaming. Feng Bao rolled up his sleeves for Zhu Yijun and prepared to feast.

"That one~" Zhu Yijun's eyes were sharp, and he saw the Yuan juice sheep bone he liked at a glance.

The little guy went straight to his hands and held the stick bone to nibble on the soft stewed meat. When you bite into it, the soup is full of mellow flavor. If the meat sticks too tightly and can't be bitten, he will shake his head from side to side and tear the meat off.

Watching him eat is always appetizing. Wang An on the side couldn't help but swallow his saliva again.

Zhu Yijun ate his mouth full of oil, shook the bones in his hand, and asked Wang An: "Do you want to eat?" ”

Wang An replied duciously: "I don't want to." ”

The little guy stretched out his hand: "You come, I'll give you food." ”

Wang An fell for him and politely refused: "The slave doesn't dare." ”

"I don't lie to you~"

Who could refuse such a sincere pair of big eyes, Wang An couldn't help but take a step forward. Zhu Yijun pulled out a bare bone from his mouth and handed it over: "Eat it." ”

Wang An drooped his face: "Little master, you are teasing me again." ”

Chen Ju slapped him on the head: "It's because you don't have a long memory." ”

Zhu Yijun gnawed two sheep bones, drank a bowl of agate cake soup, and Feng Bao fed him a few mouthfuls of rice and vegetables, but the little guy refused to eat any more.

He patted his little belly: "I'm full." ”

Feng Bao was surprised: "Steamed sea bass, you haven't touched it yet." ”

Zhu Yijun said: "Keep it." ”

"Keep?" Feng Bao was puzzled, "What are you doing with it?" ”

Zhu Yijun said: "Keep it for the frost eyebrows." ”

Feng Bao advised him: "There is no shortage of food for Shuangmei, and there is a supply of fresh fish every day in the cat room." ”

Zhu Yijun pouted: "What others give him is different from what I give." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "squeak", and the window was pushed open a gap from the outside, and Frostbrow was sitting there, covered in a layer of snowflakes.

"He's coming~~"

Frost Mei didn't come to eat the steamed sea bass that Zhu Yijun left for it, it didn't even come in. Maybe there were too many people in the hall, it just sat on the windowsill, looked at Zhu Yijun for a while, and then turned around and left silently.

Chen Ju went to close the door, and there was not even a footprint left on the snow.

It seems that it came here to see Zhu Yijun, the little guy, and to see that he can play and make trouble, so he can rest assured.

Got up early the next morning, had breakfast, dressed neatly, Zhu Yijun couldn't wait to come to the edge of the Taiye pool, and couldn't help but exclaim: "It's so beautiful~"

The pond water has frozen, the willow trees on the shore, the pavilions and water pavilions nearby, the treasure pavilion cornices on the opposite bank, and the Banzai Mountain in the morning mist...... All of them are covered in a layer of white snow, like a fairyland.

Zhu Yijun squatted down, picked up a handful of snow in both hands and raised it in the air, and when the snowflakes fell, he stood in the middle and laughed.

The little guy ran happily in the snow, rolled in the snow when he fell, and pulled Feng Bao to build a big snowman by the Taiye Pool.

When he was tired of playing, Feng Bao shook off the snowflakes on his body and took him back to the dormitory to rest. As soon as he changed his clothes, a eunuch came over, and Emperor Jiajing was free today, so he asked the little emperor and grandson to accompany him.

Approaching the end of the year, the former dynasty was busy, Zhu Yijun had not seen the imperial grandfather for several days, and when he heard the imperial grandfather call him over, he immediately changed his clothes and walked out.

Emperor Jiajing was angry these days because of Yan Song's recommendation of his brother-in-law to be the secretary of the ministry, and when he saw the little emperor and grandson, any anger disappeared.

He picked up the little one, turned it upside down, and put it on his lap: "Heavy again." ”

"Not heavy, not heavy!" Zhu Yijun pulled his padded jacket, "It's because the clothes are too thick!" ”

"Hahaha!" Emperor Jiajing was amused by him, and reached out to scratch his chin, "You will make excuses for yourself." Grandpa Huang asked you, do you remember the "Tao Te Ching" you taught before? ”

"Yes."

"Then I'm going to test you. Taishang, I don't know what ......"

Zhu Yijun immediately said: "Taishang, I don't know if there is; secondly, it is praised by relatives; secondly, to be afraid; Secondly, insult it. Faith is not enough, there is unbelief. Leisurely and noble words. When the success is done, the people say: I am natural. ”

Emperor Jiajing asked his grandson to recite this paragraph, but he was thoughtful. After a while, he asked Zhu Yijun again: "Do you know what it means?" ”

Zhu Yijun shook his head: "I don't know." ”

Emperor Jiajing took him into his arms and touched his forehead with his forehead: "It doesn't matter, you'll know later." ”

At this time, a eunuch came to report: "Zhao Wenhua, who inspected the anti-Japanese affairs in the southeast, has returned to Beijing and is asking to see him outside the palace." ”

Emperor Jiajing put down Zhu Yijun and let him sit beside him: "Xuan." ”

This Lord Zhao, the servants of the wind and dust rushed back to the capital from Zhejiang, and entered the palace to face the saint as soon as possible, but he did not come to report to the emperor, but to present treasures to Emperor Jiajing.

"The minister inspected the southeast, and by chance got a treasure, called 'Baihua Fairy Wine', which is said to be able to strengthen the body and bones and prolong life."

Zhao Wenhua knew that the emperor was obsessed with asking for immortals, and he did what he liked. Sure enough, Emperor Jiajing became interested when he heard the words "prolonging life": "It has such an effect?" ”

Zhao Wenhua waited for him to ask this sentence and replied: "The minister once gave the Baihua Immortal Wine to his mentor Yan Ge Lao. It is precisely because of taking this wine that he can still be so tough at the age of eighty. ”

Zhu Yijun looked at Zhao Wenhua, and then looked up at Emperor Jiajing. The child couldn't understand what Zhao Wenhua was saying, but he could feel that the imperial grandfather was very happy to hear this.

Emperor Jiajing was indeed very happy, not only left the jar of Hundred Flowers Fairy Wine, but also rewarded Zhao Wenhua, and instructed the eunuch that he would taste this Hundred Flowers Fairy Wine for lunch today to see if it was really as Zhao Wenhua said, it could prolong his life.

At lunchtime, the eunuch had already warmed the Baihua Immortal wine presented, Emperor Jiajing picked up the wine glass, took a sip in front of him, tasted it carefully, and then praised it: "Good wine, really good wine!" ”

Zhu Yijun was too curious, what was in it that could make the imperial grandfather so happy when he took a sip.

Emperor Jiajing was about to pick up his wine glass and take another sip. Suddenly, his arm sank, and when he looked down, Zhu Yijun's little guy rested his chin on his hand, stared at the wine glass in his hand, and asked, "Is it delicious?" ”

Emperor Jiajing is in a particularly good mood today: "The entrance is mellow and soft, the aftertaste is endless, and the wine is good!" ”

Zhu Yijun's little head kept sliding down, close to the wine glass: "I want to taste it too." ”

Emperor Jiajing took the wine glass away with his other hand: "You can't taste it." You're too young, just eat fast. ”

Huang Jin came up to Zhu Yijun to cloth vegetables, a piece of ordinary tofu, to be placed in normal times, Zhu Yijun didn't even look at it, but the tofu here is particularly delicious.

He ate several pieces in a row, as if he could really eat the taste of tofu with meat.

Not only is the tofu delicious, but the green vegetables, radish, pumpkin, and sweet potatoes here are ...... Everything is delicious.

After eating and drinking, the little guy was a little sleepy, and Emperor Jiajing was in a good mood, and it was rare to take a nap with his little grandson. After getting up, he took Zhu Yijun to the imperial case.

He personally picked up a pen and wrote a note, and ordered the eunuch to send it to Wuyi Hall and hand it over to Yan Song.

Zhu Yijun is not as tall as the imperial case, and he can't see what the imperial grandfather is doing, so he is so anxious that he circles below. After turning round and round, there is still some self-satisfaction.

While playing, he was fished up, and Emperor Jiajing ordered someone to bring a stool over and let Zhu Yijun stand on it: "Grandpa Huang taught you to write." ”

Writing starts with holding a pen, Zhu Yijun's small hands, chopsticks can't hold steadily, let alone holding a pen.

Emperor Jiajing regarded teaching his little grandson to learn calligraphy as the pleasure of his grandchildren and did not force it. I picked the lightest and thinnest pen and taught him hand in hand.

After a while, a eunuch came to report: Yan Song asked to see.

I don't know if I really drank the Hundred Flowers Fairy Wine, Yan Ge Lao, who is usually old, walked like a fly today, just walked into the hall, and knelt down with a "plop" sound, grabbed the ground with his head, and burst into tears: "The old minister has never drunk any Hundred Flowers Fairy wine, and he can live to this age, and the minister doesn't know why." ”

Emperor Jiajing was still holding his little grandson, holding his little hand, and correcting his posture of holding the pen.

The little guy was in his arms, babbling sounds, and his fingers seemed to be knotted, but he couldn't hold the pen well.

The happiness of the grandparents and grandchildren, others couldn't get in, Yan Song had to kneel in place and wait.

I don't know how long I waited, Emperor Jiajing raised his head, and when he saw that he was still kneeling, he seemed to be a little surprised: "Why don't you give Yan Ge Lao a seat?" ”

Then it suddenly dawned on him, and he waved his hand seriously: "That's it, that's okay, you go down." ”

Yan Song: "......"

Many years later, Zhu Yijun accidentally heard about this from others, and suddenly discovered that the real purpose of Zhao Wenhua's wine, the response of the emperor's grandfather, and the scared Yan Song almost broke with his godson.