Daming: You are really my eldest son

Chapter 100
Zhu Ji who left the palace was only full of buzzing thoughts.

Today he really saw his mother's fighting power. If he had to make another choice, he would rather stay in the Jinshen Palace and be forced to send ten female officials by Zhu Yuanzhang than to be talked about by Queen Ma and Feng Xiaoyu for a quarter of an hour.

When Zhu Ji's figure reappeared in the Jiaofang Division, it was the busiest time when the lights came on.

Although under Zhu Yuanzhang's ban, it has not yet reached the prosperity on the Qinhuai River, but among the many entertainment places in the capital, Jiaofangsi is definitely the best in the industry - the quality is the best, the style is the highest, and the consumption is the most expensive.

The scholars who were having fun were in an uproar.

They never expected that Zhu Ji would dare to come to this romantic place when the public discussion was in full swing.Many people are wondering, doesn't His Royal Highness King Yong know how to restrain himself?
Soon, Zhu Ji used his actions to tell these people that His Royal Highness King Yong never needed to restrain himself.

"Today I need some help from the Jiaofang Secretary, which disturbed everyone's interest. My king apologizes. Tonight, the Jiaofang Secretary does not welcome outsiders. Please find another place to have fun. Feng Luan can write down the names of everyone present, come tomorrow At that time, all the refreshments were charged to my account."

It doesn't matter if you can't listen to the music, after all, Zhu Ji has already given compensation.

But those who were just turned upside down by the red waves, and those who also closed their eyes and tasted the taste, were forcibly interrupted by the soldiers of Prince Yong's mansion. Needless to say about the disorganized appearance, it's just that if the key points are interrupted, I'm afraid it will burn all inside.

There was a group of murderous soldiers with knives in front of them, and they couldn't scold or say anything, so they could only leave the Jiaofang Division in embarrassment, and went to the crowded place to poke and insinuate Zhu Ji.

So the rumor that His Royal Highness King Yong was having fun in the Jiaofang Division spread again, and only the musicians in the Jiaofang Division knew how unreliable this rumor was.

They were indeed exhausted by Zhu Ji's torment.

But this toss is not the kind of toss that the secular people think.

Yayue, Chaoyue, Banqueting music, all the rhythms of Jiaofang Sihui were played once at Zhu Ji's request.The music students in charge of the performance have changed several times, but the music is either too short or too elegant, and none of the pieces meet Zhu Ji's requirements.

Zhu Ji, who left at noon the next day, supported his waist with one hand and rubbed the dark circles under his eyes with the other, with a regretful expression on his face, like a licentious one.

What is more regrettable than Zhu Ji is of course Zhu Yuanzhang who has been waiting for news in the palace.

When he learned that Zhu Ji stayed up all night and just listened to the music, the emperor who had a backache and backache couldn't help but sighed to the sky: I have a son like this, what more can I ask for!
No matter what the outside world thinks, after Zhu Ji returned to the mansion, he hastily greeted the generals of the Dudu Mansion who were on duty here, and then went straight back to the bedroom.

Looking at the back of Zhu Ji, whose footsteps were flimsy, Li Wenzhong had a serious expression.

Zhu Yuanzhang has already decided on Zhu Ji's future marriage. It would be fine as usual, but now Feng Sheng is on duty here.Although this old guy looks calm on the surface, who knows what he will think in his heart.

After grabbing a guard who followed Zhu Ji yesterday, Li Wenzhong asked with a serious expression:

"Your Highness, did you really spend the night at the Jiaofang Division last night?"

When Li Wenzhong was questioning, a group of nobles surrounded him involuntarily.Unlike Feng Sheng who was sitting in the same place and listening with his ears stretched out, they just wanted to come and listen to the fun.

Seeing so many nobles staring at him, the guard swallowed his saliva and replied with a dry voice:
"Reporting to Cao Guogong, His Highness was indeed in the Jiaofang Division last night. But..."

Hearing the guard's hesitation, Li Wenzhong couldn't help but a little louder:

"But what, to be honest."

"It's not what your lords think. Your Highness really listened to the music last night. There was neither color nor wine."

Under the threat of Li Wenzhong, the guards could only truthfully tell what they saw and heard yesterday.

Feng Sheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief after listening to it, while Li Wenzhong, like everyone else, said that he was happy, but he always felt an awkward feeling in his heart after listening to it.

The priests of this teaching workshop cleared the venue, but they only cared about listening to the music.This His Highness's hobbies are really too simple, right?

Whether they believe it or not, anyway, they believed the guards who saw it with their own eyes all night.

Letting the outside world's criticism constantly flip between rumors and truth, Zhu Ji, who had slept beautifully, woke up again, Liu Ji had been waiting outside the bedroom for a long time.

"Sir, let's chat casually today. I am really tired. I will make up for my studies tomorrow when I have time."

Seeing the old Liu Bowen was also a little tired, Zhu Ji bowed to the teacher who was now in charge of Yushitai with an apologetic expression on his face.

"That's not a problem, but His Royal Highness's overnight stay at the Jiaofang Si Ke has caused constant discussions in the capital, and my Yushitai is about to turn the world upside down."

Hastily stepped forward to help Zhu Ji up, Liu Bowen smiled wryly and shook his head.Although the military and civil affairs were completely separated after the independence of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, Yushitai was in charge of inspecting the officials of the world, and Zhu Ji's seemingly absurd behavior was naturally included in their supervision.

If it weren't for Liu Bowen's pressure, those imperial historians would embarrass Zhu Yuanzhang again and again in the early court today.

Although he has full trust in this disciple, but if he doesn't explain the truth to Yushitai, Liu Bowen is really afraid that he will not be able to suppress it tomorrow.

Not being blamed made Zhu Ji feel better.

Helping Liu Bowen to sit down in the gazebo, Zhu Ji rubbed his sleepy heavy face, then explained with a wry smile:
"A few days ago, I was thinking of making a military music for the Military Academy, so I wanted to take a look at the Secretary of the Jiaofang. I don't want the old man to hear about it, and then gave Dao an edict, asking me to listen to those elegant music.

To tell you the truth, my dream just now was full of voiceless bells and drums.It's a pity that I haven't found a song that suits my heart, not to mention Qing Ming. "

Hearing what Zhu Ji said, Liu Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that the emperor knew it, after explaining it himself, even if those upright censors didn't believe it, they could go to the Jiaofang Division to ask someone to question it.

However, Liu Ji is still ready to give enough help to His Royal Highness's troubles.

"Your Highness, I think of two people who may be of help to Your Highness.

One is Le Shaofeng, a Hanlin scholar, who is famous all over the world for his "Huiluan Lege".Another one is Lengqian, the coordinator of Taichang Temple, who wrote all the music in the suburban temples of the country.

However, one of these two is compiling rhyme books, and the other is old and often stays at home. If you want to see them, His Highness will have to spend some effort. "

(End of this chapter)