Wuyi Hall is the place where the cabinet is on duty, and the ministers work here, so that the emperor can be on call.

Just now, the emperor issued an edict to Yan Song, and everyone saw it. Although I don't know the specific content of the edict, it is not difficult to guess by asking the eunuch what happened in Yuxi Palace just now, and then contacting the context.

Xu Jie guessed it anyway.

There is nothing to do left and right (he can also make time for something), and he has to intervene in the high and low to stir up the troubled waters.

So, Xiu Mu had a beautiful day, and he personally came to the door to solve problems for Yan Song: "Old Yan Ge, this Zhao Wenhua is really not like it. You have promoted him a lot in the past, and he actually put you together in front of the emperor, in a vain attempt to step on your throne and replace your position in front of the emperor. ”

"You are old and old, and you still have a father-son relationship with him, it is better to do this, you give him to me, and I will deal with it."

Yan Song thought about the lawsuit, knowing that he was uneasy and kind.

Although Zhao Wenhua is a dog that eats inside and out, it is both bad and stupid, but it is also his Yan Song's dog, and it is not the turn of others to interfere.

"Thank you Xu Ge for your kindness, I won't bother you."

"Let's go back."

This matter quickly reached Zhao Wenhua's ears, and when he heard that Yan Song was going to hand him over to Xu Jie, he was frightened.

Only then did I understand that he was Yan Song's dog, nothing more. The dog is nothing without his owner.

Zhao Wenhua crawled to his godfather's house and pleaded with his godmother.

Yan Song was corrupt, cruel to the loyal and good, brought disaster to the country and the people, and fished the people, but he was the only one who had a soft spot for his wife Ouyang. When he lived to eighty, he did not accept concubines, did not raise an outer room, and did not go to the Qinglou.

Ouyang has been seriously ill recently, and after receiving the gold, silver and jewelry sent by Zhao Wenhua, his face is ruddy, and he feels that he has improved a lot. praised her son's filial piety in front of Yan Song, and Yan Song remembered that she was not in good health, so he forgave Zhao Wenhua.

The imperial doctor also said that the lady was old and her condition was not optimistic. If you can survive this winter, you may be able to get better after the beginning of spring.

Husbands and wives for more than 60 years, whether it is the brother-in-law's career or the godson's mistakes, as long as the wife speaks, Yan Song will try her best to be satisfied.

Of course, Emperor Jiajing also mastered this information through Dongchang's powerful intelligence network.

Although it was cold and snowy outside and the cold wind was biting, it couldn't stop Zhu Yijun's enthusiasm for going out to play.

Wearing a padded jacket, a cloak, a hat and gloves, he could spend the whole day in the snow before he could expend his excess energy.

The snow had fallen so much in the past few days that the eunuch had to get up before dawn every day to clear the snow from the road and pile it up beside him.

After a long time, the snowdrifts got higher and higher, forming a small hill more than half a person high, which became a place where Zhu Yijun must go to check in every day.

He climbed from one end of the hill to the top, and then slid down the other, and made himself a slide, and had a great time.

Climbing up the snowdrift is a physical job, Zhu Yijun is dressed thickly, has difficulty moving, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and finally climbs up and sits down to rest.

Feng Bao was behind him, and persuaded him bitterly: "Little master, we have been out for more than an hour, why don't we go back and rest for a while." It's time for lunch, and we'll play football with you back......"

Speaking of kicking football, Zhu Yijun turned around: "Bring the ball in the afternoon." ”

“……”

He's coming back in the afternoon!

At this moment's turn, the snow beneath the little one's buttocks suddenly loosened, and without warning rolled him down the slope.

"Babble~~"

The voice sounded a little frightened at first, but in the back it was only excitement and even laughter.

The slope is not too big and it seems that the little one is having a lot of fun.

Despite this, Feng Bao hurriedly bypassed the snowdrift to see him, and just walked to the blind spot of vision, Zhu Yijun's laughter stopped abruptly, Feng Bao was in a hurry, worried that he really fell, walked a few steps quickly and turned the corner, but saw an unexpected scene.

Zhu Yijun slid down the slope and smashed the thick snow into a pit, he turned over, struggled a few times, and rolled forward for a while, and a pair of shoes appeared in front of him.

It was a pair of women's cotton shoes with intricate embroidery on them, and above that, there was a gorgeous makeup skirt, a dark blue satin cotton jacket, and the face of a beautiful and dignified middle-aged woman.

The woman was not alone, but she was followed by female officials, all of whom were named.

Zhu Yijun still maintained the posture of lying in the snow, tilted his head, and looked at the woman curiously. The woman also looked down at him, and the little doll carved in pink and jade seemed to be made out of the snow.

The woman squatted in front of Zhu Yijun, helped him up, brushed the snowflakes off his head and body for him, tidied up his clothes for him, and smiled softly: "What a beautiful child, no wonder the emperor loves him so much." ”

Zhu Yijun tilted his head and asked curiously, "Who are you?" ”

The woman just smiled and didn't speak. The female official behind her was about to speak, when Feng Bao came to Zhu Yijun and saluted the other party: "The imperial concubine is blessed with Jin'an." ”

Emperor Jiajing's harem had only one imperial concubine - the Shen family. At the age of 15, he was drafted into the palace and sealed as a concubine, at the age of 18, he was a concubine, at the age of 20, he was already an imperial concubine. has never given birth to a son and a half daughter, but it is faster than the concubine who gave birth to a prince.

Today, there is no queen in Emperor Jiajing's harem, only the Shen family, the imperial concubine, who has been actually in charge of the harem for more than ten years.

The imperial concubine glanced at Feng Bao: "Get up." Then, his eyes returned to Zhu Yijun's face, and he looked at it again and again, "You are so beautiful and lively, if he can see it, he will be happy." ”

"Him?" Xiao Tuanzi was even more confused, "Who is it?" ”

The imperial concubine touched his little face and did not answer. looked at Feng Bao on the side again: "It's too cold, take the little emperor and grandson back." ”

Feng Bao hugged Zhu Yijun and walked back, Xiao Tuanzi lay on his shoulder, and looked back frequently: "Who is he?" ”

Feng Bao said: "Imperial concubine." ”

"I know."

“……”

Zhu Yijun stretched out his hand and touched his partner's ear: "You call her the imperial concubine, I heard it." ”

The little guy corrected, "I said, who she said he was." ”

In fact, Feng Bao didn't know who this "he" was, but he roughly had a guess that what the imperial concubine said should be "she" instead of "him".

"Perhaps, it's an old man."

"The deceased?"

"Yes."

“……”

After entering the wax moon, the snow fell intermittently for half a month, and the weather became colder and colder. Judging from the news sent back to the capital by officials across the country, all parts of the country are suffering from an unprecedented extreme cold weather.

Even the Liangguang region was hit by heavy snowfall, and the roads of Qiongzhou, which had no snowfall records for hundreds of years, also appeared snowy.

The canal was frozen, the temperature plummeted, grain and charcoal could not be transported by water, and people in the provinces along the way were starving or freezing to death.

These days, Zhu Yijun no longer wants to go out to play in the snow, but obediently stays in the dormitory and plays by himself.

When Feng Bao went to do other things, Zhu Yijun would occasionally hide behind the door, and his small hands would open a gap in the heavy curtain, revealing only a pair of big eyes to look out.

In the blizzard for several days, everyone's face looked a little heavy. Although they are on errands in the palace, they have their own families outside the palace.

Although Zhu Yijun is young, he can also feel it from the surrounding atmosphere. This is not a Ruixue that allows him to play freely, but a disaster that can destroy the families of countless poor people.

In the main hall of Yuxi Palace, three huge charcoal stoves are burning with the finest red Luo charcoal, and the whole hall is warm. The emperor was dressed in a thin Taoist robe, and walked out of the light gauze curtain - today's Dao practice is over.

Emperor Jiajing walked through the main hall, came to the door, and instructed the eunuch on duty: "Open the door of the palace." ”

Huang Jin took a step forward and wanted to stop: "Master, it's cold outside." ”

Emperor Jiajing said in a deep voice: "Open." ”

The eunuch did not dare to disobey, and stepped forward to open the temple door one left and one right. The bitter cold wind swept in the blizzard, blowing the emperor's clothes and flying.

No matter how hot the charcoal fire in the hall is, it can't withstand such a severe cold.

The eunuchs bowed their heads and bent over, shivering with cold. Emperor Jiajing stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the wind and snow outside the hall, thoughtful. Huang Jin took a mink fur and wanted to put it on for him, but he also waved his hand and refused.

The sky and the earth are white, except for the deep and shallow gray, there is no color.

Suddenly, in this piece of silver and white, a leaping red appeared, from far and near, from a small shadow, soon turned into a ball, rolling on the snow.

It's not Zhu Yijun's little guy, who else can it be?

Today is his second birthday, and Emperor Jiajing ordered someone to go over early in the morning to spread the word and let the little emperor come over at noon and have lunch with him.

When he walked into the palace gate, the red cloak was wrapped in a blazing flame, full of vigorous vitality.

Zhu Yijun walked up the jade steps alone, and a refreshing fragrance came into the emperor's disadvantages, and when he looked closely, the little guy was still holding a red plum in his hand.

He walked to the door of the temple and raised his head, revealing a pair of big smart eyes under the hood, clear and bright, like the purest and purest ice crystals between heaven and earth.

How can there be such a beautiful child in this world, which makes people happy when they see him.

"Grandpa Huang~" The soft and glutinous little milk voice recalled the emperor's thoughts, bowed his head, and Xiao Tuanzi tried to raise the red plum in his hand, "Give it to the imperial grandfather." ”

Emperor Jiajing bent down to hug him, but Zhu Yijun twisted his body to dodge. The emperor kept a straight face and pretended to be serious: "Why, don't you let the imperial grandfather hug it?" ”

Xiao Tuanzi raised his hand persistently, and had to hand the red plum to the imperial grandfather: "Na~~"

Such a cute little grandson, which grandfather can bear to refuse? Emperor Jiajing took the red plum from his hand: "Okay, Grandpa Huang takes it." ”

Zhu Yijun freed his hand, untied the cloak that was in the way and handed it to the eunuch next to him, grabbed the threshold with both hands, put his body on it, raised one leg and put it on the threshold, his upper body did not move, only moved his legs from the outside to the inside, and turned over smoothly.

It's a stunt, and no one has ever entered the door like this except for him.

"Take a plum bottle and plug it in."

Emperor Jiajing handed Hongmei to the eunuch, and as soon as Zhu Yijun's feet landed, he picked up the person and turned back to the main hall: "Is it cold?" ”

Zhu Yijun leaned on his shoulder, his arms wrapped around his neck, and his little face was pressed against his face: "Grandpa Huang is cold." ”

Emperor Jiajing sat down and put his grandson on his lap: "I'm not cold. ”

"Then I'm not cold."

He snuggled in the arms of Emperor Jiajing, like a small stove, with a steady stream of warmth.

The child is a pure yang physique, and this little guy seems to be in exceptionally good health, and his body is still warm after a trip through the ice and snow.

"Today, my little Jun'er is a year older, what gift do you want?"

"Gifts?" Zhu Yijun shook his head, "No, I already have a lot of toys." ”

No one in this world can refuse the emperor's reward, and if there is, it can only be his two-year-old grandson.

Emperor Jiajing said: "Think about it again. ”

So, the little guy really tilted his head and thought seriously. He has the favor of the emperor's grandfather, the company of Feng Bao, Chen Ju and Wang An, a group of eunuchs to accompany him to play football, and there is delicious food and fun every day, and he lacks nothing.

Zhu Yijun was very sure: "No." ”

Emperor Jiajing pinched her little face: "You are too young, and you don't know how to fight for yourself." ”

"But it doesn't matter, you are the eldest grandson of the Ming Dynasty. I promise you a gift that you can take at any time when you are older. ”

"Okay."

Emperor Jiajing smiled: "It's forcing you." ”

"Hey, hey~" Xiao Tuanzi raised his head and smirked at him, his stomach gurgling, "I'm hungry." ”

Today is the New Year, and it is Zhu Yijun's birthday, and the lunch was specially ordered by Emperor Jiajing, and more of the little emperor's grandson loves to eat.

He usually eats mainly fasting and eats less meat, but today he made an exception for his little grandson, chicken, duck and fish, and set a table.

He didn't move his chopsticks much, and he felt happy when he saw Zhu Yijun feasting on his satisfaction.

With this little guy by his side, no matter what he does or says, Emperor Jiajing feels good. The joy of family that I have never experienced in my children has experienced in my grandson.

In the afternoon, Emperor Jiajing had nothing to do, and he was teaching Zhu Yijun to recite the Tao Te Ching, while the little guy was fiddling with the toys in his hand while following the emperor's grandfather to recite the book.

"The song is complete, the vain is straight, the depression is profitable, the new is new, the less is gained, and the more is confused. It is a saint holding one for the world......"

Zhu Yijun is very well-behaved when he endorses, the child's inarticulate immature voice, the broken sentences are always broken in unexpected places, and the tail note rises slightly, which is not difficult to hear, even if he doesn't understand the meaning, he doesn't think that endorsement is a boring thing, but enjoys it.

Emperor Jiajing looked at him, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. I can't help but think, who is this smart? It's definitely not King Yu, King Yu hasn't been weaned when he was two years old, so he must have followed him, the imperial grandfather.

At this time, the second assistant of the cabinet, Xu Jie, met with him.

As soon as the doors of the temple opened and closed, the cold wind howled in, and the snow outside fell even more.

Xu Jie's coming, it was for this snow disaster that he worriedly reported to the emperor about the disaster situation in various places, and said that if the weather continues to be bad, the weather cannot warm up after the beginning of spring, and the river cannot be unsealed, then more people will be difficult to survive this cold winter.

After all, the real world outside the palace is that even at the feet of the Son of Heaven, there are not a few people who are hungry and cold.

Emperor Jiajing was originally in a good mood, but when he said this, his face sank: "I know, you can step down." ”

"Your Majesty......"

Xu Jie was about to say something more, but was suddenly interrupted by a milk doll's voice, "The sun will come out in two days!" ”

"Eh???"

He cared about the common people, and when he entered the main hall, he only focused on reporting to the emperor, but he didn't notice that there was a small ball sitting in the shadow next to the dragon chair.

It's not surprising that this little group often accompanies the emperor around.

Strangely, how did he know that the sun was going to rise in two days?

Qin Tianjian didn't dare to say this!!