eldest son of Ming dynasty

Chapter 63 There Are Poor People in Chang'an

It's snowing in Beijing,
In the midst of the heavy snow, Xu Pu, the head of the cabinet, still rushed to Qianqing Palace, because the emperor had important matters to discuss with him.

In the 11th year of Hongzhi, the East Palace gave lectures and officially started studying.After seeing his son's performance several times, Emperor Hongzhi didn't want to procrastinate any longer.

The emperor sat on the main seat and looked at Xu Ge's old plan, and occasionally raised his pen to circle it, "Practicing calligraphy... one hundred a day, is this too much for Xu Aiqing? And the brushwork should be in regular regular script, the crown prince also If you are young, wouldn't you have to write for most of the day every day?"

Xu Pu didn't know what to say, the emperor loved his son too much, what's so difficult about practicing a hundred characters a day?That kid is so smart, who doesn't know now?
But he couldn't say it, he just said: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is extremely intelligent, a hundred words is not too much."

The emperor raised his eyes and glanced at him dryly, then continued to look down, "Every day and night, I read the book I was given today more than ten times each... He is just a seven-year-old child, Xu Aiqing!"

Xu Pu continued to cup his hands, "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is extremely intelligent, and I have also studied since childhood, a dozen times at most for two hours."

"This..." Emperor Hongzhi's face was a little ugly, and there was something behind, "Everyone who reads a book should be warmed up every three days, and he must recite it maturely."

This time without waiting for the emperor to speak.

Xu Pu had already spoken, "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is extremely intelligent, and he has already memorized it after three or five times, so this is nothing."

The emperor simply didn't look at it,
The co-author is not the real son of your family, so you should be born, right?
I am such a son!
"Anyway, there is still time, let's discuss it later."

Xu Pu is not in a hurry, let's talk again?Again, I'm still the same.

Sometimes he felt that the content was missing. The crown prince's cleverness had already shocked the officials in Beijing and China. What does it matter to know a few words?
Emperor Hongzhi set aside the prince’s education plan for the time being, and turned to another matter, "Xu Aiqing, the tenth year of Hongzhi is at the end. I will open my mouth immediately. In the warm spring of the 11th year of Hongzhi, the prince will come out of the cabinet to give lectures. In addition, I also want to choose a day for the crown prince to go to the Wenhua Palace to be congratulated by all civil and military officials."

This is actually a kind of etiquette.

After all, he was a child before, raised in the palace.

Yudian Asahi means that the emperor wants the prince to show his identity and majesty.To put it more simply, you all should come here to meet the Young Sovereign.

And after worshiping this time, I will come again every year and festival in the future.

The Wenhua Hall is the place where the prince will study in the future. It is located in the northeast of the Fengtian Hall. It is not as grand as the three halls, but it is more exquisite and elegant.

Xu Pu was not surprised when he heard that, everyone knew that the emperor doted on his son, and he wished he could forget everything except the throne.

"Since Your Majesty has a decree, I will handle it immediately with the Ministry of Rites."

The emperor nodded in satisfaction, "There is a presentation of the etiquette. Remember to be more grand."

"Yes."

"By the way, I will send Wang Yue to the northwest after the next year. There is no room for omissions in military and state affairs, and the first army needs to prepare in advance."

……

Zhu Houzhao also knew that after Wang Yue came here,
In fact, people have this mentality. Once the Chinese New Year is approaching, they feel that there are some things that should not be done in advance and will be discussed after the New Year.

So these days can be regarded as an idle word.

"Is it already the twelfth lunar month?"

In the Xiefang Hall of the East Palace, Zhu Houzhao chatted with Liu Jin without saying a word.

"Yes, it's already sixteen today."

Zhu Houzhao was holding the account book he asked for from the emperor, and he basically memorized the content on it. Some of the names knew what position he was at a glance, and some of them didn't know the truth.

He didn't give this ledger to anyone, and he didn't tell Jin Yiwei to ransack the house one by one.

The old father has given him a lot of trouble recently, so it's better not to make people in the capital panic during the Chinese New Year.

"Is this... snowing?" Zhu Houzhao suddenly saw pieces of things falling outside.

Qiuyun trotted in from outside the house, clutching his head,
"Your Highness, it's snowing heavily outside."

It is indeed very big, it seems that it has only been falling for a short while, but the earth is about to turn white.

Zhu Houzhao muttered, "With such a heavy snowfall, Mr. Zhan Shifu probably won't come."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw several figures outside the hall, ignoring the wind and snow and rushing on their way.

And it seemed that there was more than one person, Wang Jia was naturally walking among them, besides the cabinet minister Xie Qian, You Yude, Wang Hua, and...it turned out to be Wu Kuan, why are they all here?
"My lord, I greet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Zhu Houzhao didn't show so much politeness with the adults, "Get up. Let's watch the seats. Why are you all here today?"

Wang Jia wanted to talk, but after all, his boss Wu Kuan was here.

Old man Wu cupped his hands, "I would like to report to Your Highness, the Holy Majesty's order a few days ago. After the warm spring of next year, I will go to the East Palace to give lectures. I have drawn up a study plan, and I am thinking of reporting it to Your Highness."

Zhu Houzhao's heart skipped a beat,
The old man had given him a hard time the previous two times, but this time he suddenly came over to propose some study plans...

But how did he know how the ancient prince's education was done?

Complete knowledge blind spot.

Since it was a blind spot, no matter what Wu Kuan said, he could only nod his head with a 'hmmmm'.

... No, I gave him a flickering nod now, and if I want to go back on my word in the future, wouldn't old man Wu be able to say, Your Highness, you agreed at the beginning?
This is not a big conspiracy, let alone the sinister heart of Tu Yu fooling Wang Yue.

It's just... If you jump into this pit, you will feel uncomfortable in the future.

After figuring this out, Zhu Houzhao started laughing, "I know Master Wu's heart. But you don't need to report it to me. You should report it to the elders and the emperor."

Wu Kuan's heart was bubbling, and he had already begun to wonder if the prince was reading his mind.
Can't even make it for such a small pawn?

"Your Highness, why don't you listen? You can prepare for it when you study next year."

Zhu Houzhao saw the tricks, "I'm ready. The rest of the preparations are the errands of Mr. Wu. Just think about how to teach me when the time comes."

Wang Jia lowered his head and smiled muffledly. Originally, how to talk about how to read and a person who has never read a book?So he also guessed that there should be some thoughts in it,

However, it is not easy to play tricks with our highness the crown prince.

Zhu Houzhao didn't get bogged down in this matter and quarreled with Wu Kuan, instead he asked, "I wonder what's the big deal for you gentlemen to come together today?"

Xie Qian replied at this time, "It's not a big deal. The main thing... After the incident with Wang Yue, His Royal Highness's loyalty to the king and the country really shocked us, so I couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to come to the East Palace to look up at His Highness's holiness."

To put it bluntly, the crown prince has given the East Palace momentum, and he is no longer as dispensable as before, so he naturally wants to come to get close, to discuss important national affairs, or simply to talk...just to talk about the mountains.

As for Wang Hua, he was originally a person with a position in Zhan Shifu.

Wang Jia asked, "What are you studying today, Your Highness?"

Zhu Houzhao was taken aback, today... what did you learn today?You come over early in the morning and ask me this question,

But of course he couldn't say that.

After thinking about it for a while, he frowned and said, "It's snowing for the first time, and I was just thinking... How about the people of Ming Dynasty with such a heavy snowfall? Do they have clothes to keep out the cold?"

As soon as this was said, everyone sighed.

The prince is indeed virtuous!
"There are poor people in Chang'an, so they should not be too many for the sake of luck." Wang Jia suddenly read a sentence, then stood up and saluted the crown prince solemnly, "Although your highness has not been educated, but he has already understood this truth."

"There are poor people in Chang'an, why not have more...?" Zhu Houzhao had never heard of it in his previous life, and this was the first time.

Knowing that the prince may not have read the book, You Yu De Wang Hua explained: "The poems that Mr. Wang recited came from Luo Yin's poem "Snow". There are poor people in Chang’an, so it’s not appropriate to be lucky. The pity of the people in the world contained in it is exactly what His Highness said.”

Zhu Houzhao understood, "It's a good poem. Who would like to write this poem for me? All gentlemen are here, and I will learn this poem today!"

Everyone is excited, even if His Highness the Crown Prince has some unconventional behaviors and words, as long as he has the common people in his heart, then Confucian scholars like them will have infinite approval!

Wang Hua got up and said solemnly: "I am willing to write this poem silently for Your Highness!"

"Okay." Zhu Houzhao knew that he was Wang Yangming's father, so he looked at him a few more times.

According to historical records, Wang Yue won the battle after his recovery, but he was so old after all, and the Ming Dynasty could not really rely on an old man in the future, but still needed young people to inherit the mantle.

This thing can also be planned.

"Wang Yude, I heard that there is a boy in your family who also likes this art of war formation?"

Wang Hua was taken aback, it's over, the 'notoriety' of that Nizi has spread to His Highness the Crown Prince?

(End of this chapter)