According to the filial piety system of the Ming Dynasty, when an official's parents died, he needed to go home to keep filial piety for three years.

Yan Song's wife died, so his son Yan Shifan had to go back to keep filial piety to his mother.

For Yan Song, this is troublesome.

Yan Song is already eighty years old, and even though he has rich experience in political struggle, his mind is often chaotic and needs his son to give him advice.

More importantly, Yan Shifan is Yan Song's gunman, and only he can write words that satisfy Emperor Jiajing.

The so-called green words are a kind of literary style written for the gods, which is named after the use of a red pen written on green rattan paper, and is mainly used for rituals such as sacrifices and Jiao. Bai Juyi and Li He in the Tang Dynasty, Ouyang Xiu, Su Shi, and Wang Anshi in the Song Dynasty all wrote.

Because of Emperor Jiajing's personal preference, Qingzi has strict review standards for him, and he will read each article carefully and make royal approvals. is well written, and promotion to the cabinet is just a sentence from the emperor.

Yan Song is not good at writing green words, but it doesn't matter, he has a son who is good at writing green words. Therefore, most of the green words he presented to Emperor Jiajing were written by Yan Shifan.

Not only that, Yan Shifan also has a ability - he is good at interpreting Emperor Jiajing's code words.

In order to prevent the minister from understanding his thoughts, Emperor Jiajing liked to pass notes to the minister in the middle of the night, the content was obscure and ambiguous. No one else can crack it, only Yan Shifan and Xu Jie.

Yan Song's eyes are dizzy now, and he has to react for a while to read the recital, not to mention Emperor Jiajing's small note.

So, he made a bold decision - let Yan Shifan's son return to his hometown to guard filial piety, Yan Shifan stayed in the capital, but did not enter the palace, and helped him handle government affairs at home.

That seems like a pretty good idea.

In the past few days near the Chinese New Year, the weather in the capital is very good, and there has only been a light snowfall, still at night. At dawn the next day, the warm sun rose from the east as usual, and even the dry cold wind was much less.

From the beginning of the 24th day of the lunar month, the palace began to prepare for the New Year. The eunuchs were busy in the palaces, and the eaves and corridors were lined with palace lamps.

Zhu Yijun stood under the porch, tilting his head, watching the eunuchs work, like an overseer.

The eunuchs were cautious, for fear of accidentally bumping into him: "Your Highness, it's dangerous here, you can go and play elsewhere." ”

"Good!" Zhu Yijun agreed happily, and the little short legs took a step back, "Is it okay here?" ”

“……”

The eunuch had no choice but to beg Feng Bao: "Feng Daban, look, this ......"

Feng Bao touched his nose to hide the corners of his mouth that couldn't help but rise. The little guy pretended to be stupid, and he refused to leave here, he understood the little master's mind too well.

Feng Bao walked to the bottom of the corridor, picked out a jade rabbit and a sacred deer from a pile of palace lamps painted with flowers, rui beasts, and auspicious cloud patterns, and asked Zhu Yijun: "Which one do you like?" ”

The little guy looked to the left, then to the right, and finally raised his head and smiled at Feng Bao: "Both!" ”

Sure enough, only adults make choices, and children want to.

Carrying two palace lamps back to his dormitory, Zhu Yijun found that the eunuchs were also hanging palace lanterns.

So, the little guy specially requested that these two lamps be hung in a place where he could see them when he went out.

Wang An was puzzled by this: "Is there anything different?" ”

Feng Bao smiled: "I stood under the corridor for a long time to get it." ”

These two palace lamps are too big, and Zhu Yijun can't lift them, so he can only hang them.

But he really liked it, and on the second day, Feng Bao and Chen Ju made him a small one, which he could hold in his hand with a carrying rod.

Zhu Yijun took it in his hand and looked at it again, the painting screen was painted with a red koi, the eyes were smart, the fish tail was clearly layered, the fish mouth was slightly open, and a string of bubbles was spit out.

Xiao Tuanzi liked it very much, pouted, leaned over and kissed the fish's mouth, and also made a "gurgling" sound, imitating a koi fish spitting bubbles. He walked around the yard with the palace lantern again, slipped under his feet and almost fell on his ass. Feng Bao was quick and scooped him up.

Xiao Tuanzi hugged his partner's arm tightly, but he didn't forget to hold the palace lamp tightly in his hand, even if he wrestled, he was reluctant to let go.

Feng Bao asked him: "Little master, guess who painted this koi?" ”

This question seems to be a bit difficult for a child who has just turned two years old.

He tilted his head and thought about it, and looked at Wang An on the side, who was a little excited, he didn't expect the little master to look up to him so much.

However, Zhu Yijun's words were: "You can't paint." ”

"Uh......" Wang An smiled awkwardly: "The little master is right." ”

Zhu Yijun raised his head again, and his eyes fell on a palace lamp under the corridor. He pointed to the bluegrass on the painting screen and looked at Chen Ju: "That's what you painted." ”

These palace lanterns, along with other items to be used for the New Year, were sent by the internal officials and supervisors. Zhu Yijun knew that the bluegrass was not painted by Chen Ju, what he meant was that was Chen Ju's style.

In the end, the little guy threw himself into Feng Bao's arms and gave the correct answer: "This is painted by the big companion." ”

Feng Bao picked him up and smiled proudly: "Our little master is the smartest. ”

On the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Zhu Yijun woke up early, rolled over and got up from the bed, lifted the bed curtain himself, poked his head out and looked out: "Big companion, big companion, big companion!" ”

Feng Bao didn't expect him to get up so early and was busy with other things outside the house, when he heard his shout, he hurriedly entered the hall.

Zhu Yijun only showed one head outside the bed curtain, half-squinted eyes smiled at him, his eyebrows and eyes were bent into a crescent shape, a glance can make people feel happy all day long.

Feng Bao walked up to him and lifted the bed curtain: "The little master got up so early today? ”

Zhu Yijun brushed the broken hair on his forehead: "There is a lot of work to do today?" ”

This is what Feng Bao said to him when he drank milk last night. said that I couldn't go out to play with him today, because the Chinese New Year was approaching and everyone had a lot of work to do.

Feng Bao smiled: "That's also our work, how can we let you do it." ”

The little guy jumped on the bed: "I see you working!" ”

He's going to be an overseer again.

After dressing neatly, washing up, and having breakfast, Zhu Yijun couldn't wait to run out of the yard.

Chen Ju came out of the side hall with two wooden planks and handed them to the two eunuchs: "Hang them on the head of the door." ”

Zhu Yijun saw it and raised his little hand: "Show me." ”

The two eunuchs bent down in unison and showed the plank before his eyes.

Zhu Yijun looked carefully, and there was a person carved on the two wooden boards, sitting under the peach tree, five big and three thick, with a fluffy beard, horns on his head, and a fierce and terrifying face.

Chen Ju thought he would be scared, but he didn't. Zhu Yijun just asked: "Who are they?" ”

Chen Ju patiently explained to him: "This is a peach charm. The left is engraved with a god, and the right is engraved with Yu Lei. Hang the peach charm at the head of the door to protect the safety of the house. ”

Zhu Yijun nodded knowingly, and understood: "They are Jinyiwei." ”

"Poof......

The two eunuchs couldn't hold back and laughed. was glared at by Chen Ju, and immediately reined.

"They're door gods."

Zhu Yijun commented: "It's not as good-looking as Jinyiwei. ”

Jinyiwei was also known as Yiluan Division before, and it was the emperor's guard and honor guard when he went out on patrol, which was the façade of the royal family, and he must be good-looking.

Feng Bao stretched out his head from the dormitory: "Tong Yan is unscrupulous. ”

On Chinese New Year's Eve, not only the door god should be pasted, but also the three-foot-tall general should be molded into a three-foot-tall general with charcoal from red charcoal, and gold colorful paintings should be planted on both sides of the gate.

Zhu Yijun asked, "Who are they?" ”

"General Charcoal."

Out of the peach charm, general charcoal, the hall should also hang the portrait of the god of fortune, Zhong Kui, etc., the bed should also hang gold and silver eight treasures, the eaves are inserted with sesame straw, and the courtyard burns cypress branches and firewood, the name is called? Year. The main theme is to exorcise evil spirits.

Children's lungs are delicate and can't stand the smoke. When burning cypress firewood, Zhu Yijun ran out of the yard.

Feng Bao was helping with the work, but when he saw him running away, he hurriedly handed over the matter in his hand to the others and chased him out.

Zhu Yijun is now a two-year-old little group, and although he still walks staggeringly and his center of gravity is unstable, he is much stronger than last year. He still had a lot of ideas of his own, and ran away without paying attention.

As he grew older, Zhu Yijun's curiosity also grew. The outside world is more attractive than the toys inside the dormitory.

The entire Forbidden City is so big, the Taiye Pool can't see the boundary at a glance, there are countless pavilions and pavilions around, and less than one-tenth of the places he has been to are less than one-twelve.

Today is the Chinese New Year's Eve, and the palace is lively. The eunuchs came and went in a hurry, and when they passed by, they did not forget to stop and salute him, a little prince.

Zhu Yijun walked all the way to take a look, and Feng Bao didn't know where he was going. Walking and walking, I arrived at the Imperial Garden. Feng Bao followed behind him, thinking that he was going to play in the snow again, so he whispered to him: "Little master, let's go back when it's cold outside." ”

The sun was just right in the morning, and there was no wind, but after all, it was the weather of the lunar month, and it was not warm outside as well as inside.

Fortunately, when he went to the yard to play, Feng Bao had already put a cloak on him.

Zhu Yijun shook his head: "Don't go back." ”

Feng Bao asked again: "Then where are we going now?" ”

Zhu Yijun looked left and right, and pointed to the southeast: "Go over there." ”

With that, he ran.

Feng Bao followed him and walked quickly, and vaguely saw a deep and light red in the distance, and suddenly realized that there was a plum forest in the southeast corner, and the little guy should be going there.

After entering the winter, every time Zhu Yijun came to play in the imperial garden, he did not forget to fold a red plum back. If it happened that Emperor Jiajing announced that he would go to the main hall, he would bring Hongmei over and give it to the emperor's grandfather.

Sure enough, Zhu Yijun laughed when he saw Merlin and ran over there happily.

The plum forest is carefully designed when it is planted, and the colors of different varieties are subtle, and when they are in full bloom, they will show different shades of layering. Viewing from a distance and looking at it up close has a very different aesthetic.

The aroma of red plum is fresh and elegant, and it is called "heavenly fragrance" by literati and scholars, and it will not feel rich and gaudy even if you are in it.

Zhu Yijun shuttled under the flowers, observing every plum blossom very carefully.

Feng Bao reminded him: "The emperor wants to worship his ancestors in Taimiao today. ”

The implication is that the little guy doesn't have a chance to go over and deliver the flowers.

"I know." Zhu Yijun was too short, so he could only tilt his head all the way, and finally chose a branch, "Big companion, I want this." ”

Feng Bao folded off the red plum he fancied, and in the blink of an eye, the little guy went around to another place. Feng Bao hurriedly followed and handed Hongmei to him.

Zhu Yijun pointed to another branch: "This one too." ”

"And that, that and that......"

Feng Bao folded five or six red plums for him in a row, and found that the little guy's aesthetic was very uniform, and he preferred a red that was neither deep nor shallow than pink and dark red.

Zhu Yijun pointed to the highest branch: "That too!" ”

This is a bit embarrassing for Feng Bao - he is not tall enough.

He looked down, and the little guy pinched one in one hand, and the remaining three were in his own hands.

Feng Bao smiled helplessly: "Little master, there is only one plum bottle in the dormitory." ”

"I know."

"That's enough."

Zhu Yijun picked the branch with the least flowers: "Plug this one." ”

Feng Bao was really a little curious: "What about the others?" ”

"I'm going to give the rest to my mother."

“……”

still remembers the last time they met several people in the imperial garden, probably one of them was the same age as Princess Yu, which evoked Zhu Yijun's memory of his mother, and made him cry a lot, and wanted to find the imperial grandfather.

Feng Bao coaxed him for a long time before persuading him to go back.

thought that on Zhu Yijun's birthday, Emperor Jiajing would allow King Yu and Princess Yu to enter the palace to see his son. However, the edict that King Yu received that day was to order him to sacrifice the imperial tomb on behalf of his father.

But Zhu Yijun remembered that the eldest companion said that if you can't see it on your birthday, maybe you can see it during the New Year.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and Emperor Jiajing will hold a family banquet in the temple in front of the mountain, and Shen Zheng will start in the afternoon.

Although Emperor Jiajing usually sees his son, he has to eat a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner all year round, which is the rule of the ancestors.

The little guy said, "This is beautiful, I want to give it to my mother." ”

This season, there seems to be no other choice in the Imperial Garden except for red plums.

This is the child's longing for his mother, how can it not be moving? No matter how many red plums he wanted to break, Feng Bao would help him.

"After I go back, choose the best one and find a piece of red rope to tie it up, so that the little master can give it to the princess."

"Isn't that good?"

"How's this branch?"

“……”

Feng Bao said a few words to himself, but he didn't get a response. He "chuckled" in his heart, and thought that the little guy had run away silently again.

Looking down, Zhu Yijun stood in place, motionless.

"Little Master......

"Who are you?"

“？？？”

Feng Bao looked around nervously, but didn't see anyone else. Zhu Yijun raised his hand and pointed to the opposite side.

Feng Bao fixed his eyes and saw a small figure behind the bushes.

That's right, that's a kid. is about four or five years old, at least half a head taller than Zhu Yijun. Although his appearance is not comparable to Zhu Yijun, it is very good-looking in an ordinary child. The padded jacket and cloak on the body are all fine brocade, and it is not difficult to see that they are the fabrics of the palace.

In addition to Zhu Yijun, the unique eldest grandson of the emperor, how can there be other children in this palace?

This is the first time Zhu Yijun has seen his peers, and he was completely attracted by the other party.

When the other party saw him, he was also very curious, and the two of them looked at each other in a bunch of red plums.

After a while, the kid smiled at Zhu Yijun and handed out the things in his hand: "This is for you." ”

“……”