eldest son of Ming dynasty

Chapter 20
During the Chenghua period, Li Guang witnessed Emperor Xianzong's love for Liang Fang and other eunuchs who loved to practice kung fu, so he realized that it was easier to gain the emperor's trust as a Taoist friend, and then he started to specialize in "Danshu Fushui". Something mysterious and mysterious.

Until his death later, Emperor Hongzhi firmly believed that there must be some "secret recipe" hidden in this man's home, so he sent people to search the house, hoping to find something mysterious.

As a result, these unreal things were not found, but a ledger was found.

This ledger is even more mysterious.

It is recorded on it: a certain person gave a few hundred shi of yellow rice, a certain person gave a few thousand shi of white rice, and several million shi.

The emperor asked: "How much does Li Guang eat?"Collected so much rice.

The servant replied: Yellow rice is gold, and white rice is silver.

Only then did the emperor realize that Li Guang was such a person.

It is precisely because Zhu Houzhao has such an impression that he will not get too close to Li Guang.

Otherwise, it will tarnish his reputation as the 'Holy Prince'.

Especially when Li Guang's fate is not good, why would he still be doing this stinky shit?
And he wanted to see the emperor's reaction to his dislike of Li Guang.

Emperor Hongzhi would not have expected his son to be like this, but he was a doting father, and he would not speak harsh words, instead he comforted the prince.

"Zhao'er actually has some relationship with Eunuch Li. Don't be afraid Zhao'er, Eunuch Li is not a bad person."

Zhu Houzhao subconsciously grabbed the emperor's arm and squeezed into his arms, showing no enthusiasm for Li Guang.

Li Guang looked embarrassed, and he had no choice but to laugh along with him.

"Zhao'er... Zhao'er is obedient," Zhu Houzhao kept turning his head away from Li Guang, the emperor probably felt the prince's discomfort, and his heart ached, "Eunuch Li, why don't you do this today, go down. "

Li Guang's heart sank,
Although I know this is the result, it is still difficult to accept.

The crown prince still holds too much weight in His Majesty's heart.

He, Li Guang, is really nothing compared to the crown prince.

What if the prince is really won over by the civil servants?
"Slave, retire."

He has to go back and think about it.

Because his intuition told him that everything was wrong,
Liu Jin's words were wrong, and the prince's attitude was wrong.

Li Guang's face was different, but Emperor Hongzhi didn't care about this, his mind was still on his son,
"Zhao'er, what's wrong with you?"

Zhu Houzhao didn't want to speak at this time, he just wanted to test it out.

"My son is fine, and my father is worried."

"Are you all right? But you just now? Do you want to pass it on to the imperial physician?"

"You don't need my father, my son is just a little shy, and I don't feel any discomfort. But my father, after a long day of work, how about my son give you a pat on the back?"

When the emperor heard the strange words, he couldn't help being happy, "Oh, I'm surprised that you still have such thoughts. But do you have the strength?"

Zhu Houzhao said: "Not now, but there will be in the future. My son is full every day now, and he has gained strength. He will be the general of the father in the future! Protect the safety of the father!"

Although these words are a little childish,
But for some reason, Zhu Houzhao also found it much easier to talk about,
In fact, he didn't enjoy that kind of playing with his mind.

But in front of my father, even if I need to play a little bit and pretend a little bit, at least I don't worry about getting caught or hurt, so no matter what I say, it's a kind of relaxation.

"Hahaha." Emperor Hongzhi was also in a good mood, "Zhao'er has such a heart, and the emperor is very pleased. But Zhao'er remember, you can't be a general in the future, you have to be an emperor!"

"Then what kind of emperor does the father want... this son-in-law to become?"

At first the emperor didn't think so, but after thinking about it, this is a thought-provoking question.

Because he himself is the emperor, the emperor is comfortable or not, and his life is happy or not, how can he not know?

It's not that he really doesn't understand why he has such a preference for his family, the warning cases and sincere persuasion given by the ministers.

Among them, some still want to protect their loved ones.

Because the emperor those people want doesn't even need a home.It doesn't even have to be thought, just nod when they make an opinion.What's so good about that taste?
He didn't think much about it in the past, but at this moment when his beloved child asked this question, it suddenly hurt his heart a little.

In the future, this child will also be the same as me...

However, from another point of view, Hongzhi is also a good emperor. He knows that if the emperor acts recklessly, it will do great harm to the country, the community and the people.
He himself was willing to work hard because he saw his father and the chaos of the court at that time when he was a child.But even if he doesn't care, if it's his son, this good man, a good father will feel extremely unbearable in his heart.

Zhu Houzhao saw a trace of darkness in the emperor's eyes, "Father..."

The emperor sniffed, stretched out his arms and took the prince into his arms.

"Zhao'er, it's your fate to be born in the royal family. Don't blame the royal father."

"Father is serious. How can I blame my father before I can thank my father? It is my father who gave me everything today. All the glory and wealth come from my father."

The more the prince speaks like this, the more sensible he becomes,

The emperor's heart became more and more bitter, so that the eye sockets were a little red.

"My life has been full of hardships, and I have encountered many dangers. I never thought that God would give me such a smart and intelligent son."

He squeezed the tears in his eyes with his thumb and index finger.

"Remember, Zhao'er, you must study hard, learn the principles of this world, and become an emperor who can make decisions for yourself in the future."

Zhu Houzhao blinked, "Can you make the decision?"

"Yes, you can be the master. If you can't be the master, not only the lives of the royal family will be in danger, but the ancestors will also be unstable, and even the people of the Li people will be tortured. Only by being the master can you protect your ancestors for your father and yourself. country."

This is the heartfelt words of an emperor.

It is also the earnest teaching of a father.

Perhaps, because of many things, Emperor Hongzhi himself was not able to make decisions and be very satisfied...

The evolution of the political ecology of the Ming Dynasty was such that the emperor had no room to move around.

Everything is the words of the sages, everything is the law of the ancestors, everything is rigid.

For example, if Yu Qian held Beijing, who would dare to move south at a dangerous time in the future?Even if the emperor's life hangs in the balance for a moment, this rule cannot be surpassed.

I don't know how many similar rules and regulations exist,

This dragon chair makes people feel unhappy to sit on it.

"Father, don't be sad anymore." Zhu Houzhao also felt a little bit of emotion in his heart, "I must remember my father's words today, and be an emperor who can call the shots in the future!"

"it is good."

When the mood got to this point, the atmosphere became like this, and it seemed inappropriate not to make a request to the emperor.

"Father," the prince left the emperor's embrace, and knelt down seriously, "I have a request, please grant it."

In the Nuan Pavilion of the Qianqing Palace, although the young children have short hands and feet, their movements are very standard, and the cheeks of the children can be broken like egg whites.

Children always give people a sense of purity, and thinking about their filial piety and intelligence, the emperor liked them more and more.

"It's cold on the ground, Zhao'er, get up quickly." The emperor was thin and his arms were weak, but it was not a problem to lift the child up. He squeezed his son's face, "There is no need for such a relationship between you and the emperor, How big a matter do you need to kneel down and beg for?"

Zhu Houzhao thought to himself, you didn't say it earlier.

"Come on, what request?"

"My son, I want Yang Tinghe to be transferred to the local parent officer."

"Demoted from the capital?" The emperor didn't expect it to be such a serious and trivial matter.

Of course, this is a big deal for Yang Tinghe, and the gap between local officials and Beijing officials is huge.

Not to mention anything else, how many times has the magistrate met the prince, how many times has he met the prince?

(End of this chapter)