I'm really not doing business

Chapter 27
Zhang Juzheng is earnestly teaching the little emperor to read. In the eyes of the little emperor, an hour passes quickly, but to Zhang Juzheng, it really feels like a second. Questions, which are ongoing, coherent, and even somewhat deviant.

The most important thing is that for the knowledgeable Zhang Juzheng, these difficult questions must be faced by him.

After the sutra feast was finally over, Zhang Juzheng actually felt a sense of relief. He suddenly had a strong urge to ask Wang Xilie or Ge Shouli to teach the little emperor to read!

Faced with those questions that are tricky but based on facts, these Confucian scholars are the best at talking nonsense, let them argue with His Majesty!
Didn't Ge Shouli question Zhang Juzheng's monopoly on the banquet?Then let Ge Shouli come and face these untouchable slides!Then let Wang Xilie come and see how difficult the banquet is!

Zhu Yijun got up and bowed slightly, which was the end of today's performance.

And Feng Bao sent a small yellow door to signal those bachelors who were attending students to copy a copy for him. As a eunuch, Feng Bao did not have a famous teacher, and he stumbled and stumbled a lot of books, half understanding and half understanding. The Sutra has already been practiced twelve times, so to replenish ammunition, we must start with the field that civil servants are best at-the Four Books and Five Classics.

Defeating the enemy in the field that the enemy is best at will cause double damage and humiliation to the enemy!
Your Majesty and Zhang Juzheng's performances are right, those principles are extremely profound, it doesn't matter if you don't understand, Zhang Juzheng, the chief assistant, doesn't understand very well, why should Feng Bao understand?
He knew that his bounden duty was to go out and bite people, and it was enough for him to understand what the sage books said.

In the afternoon, Zhu Yijun met his training partner. Among the ten people, Zhu Yijun was more concerned about two of them.

The first one is Zhao Zhenyuan, the eldest son of Zhao Mengyou, Wu Jinshi in the 44th year of Jiajing, the commander of Henan Dusi, and the commander of Jinyiwei.

The other one is Luo Sigong, the son of Luo Bingliang, who brought a thousand households with a salary of Jinyiwei and a household with a thousand households to be punished.

Zhu Xixiao was already getting old. The fathers of the two ten-year-old children Zhao Zhenyuan and Luo Sigong in front of the little emperor, Zhao Mengyou and Luo Bingliang, were strong contenders for Daming Tishuai.

Zhao Mengyou and Luo Bingliang are both martial arts heroes. Their ancestors started from the emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, the great ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, and they were the old nobles of the Zhengriyue Banner of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhao Mengyou has an advantage in competing for the position of Ti Shuai, because Zhao Mengyou is a serious Wu Jinshi.

Zhu Yijun's sparring team has increased from ten small Huangmen to 20 people, but today it is still boring and boring.

In Zhu Xixiao's words, there is no shortcut to martial arts, it's all hard work. For example, it takes three years to get started, which requires perseverance, perseverance, and extremely hard work.

For Emperor Ming, there was absolutely no need to suffer these hardships. If he wanted to put on a show and balance the power of the factory guards, it was enough to come and see him every day.

The afternoon sun shines through the quaint window rails, into the martial arts room, and sprinkles on Zhu Yijun, who is squatting and standing, dyed a layer of golden yellow, and behind him are a group of standing children.

The temperature was gradually getting warmer, and Zhu Yijun's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat. Zhang Hong was holding a towel beside him, and he didn't know whether he should wipe the sweat off His Majesty's forehead.

"Trash!" Zhu Xixiao kicked Luo Sigong's butt hard, and he was so angry that His Majesty's words came true, and the noble son really didn't hold on.

Luo Sigong actually stood up and started to relax, his center of gravity was lifted intentionally or unintentionally, and his clenched and outstretched fists also began to relax. The moment Zhu Xixiao turned his head, Luo Sigong actually supported his knees, wanting to rest.

Zhu Xixiao listened to all directions and looked at the four directions. From the corner of his eyes, he had already seen that the ten-year-old Luo Sigong was a little slack. When the boy supported his knee, Zhu Xixiao kicked it without any hesitation.

What a disgrace to Xungui!

Your Majesty's words are irritating, and Luo Sigong's performance is even more irritating!
Feng Bao was delighted when he saw it. The little Huangmen were all from poor backgrounds. Even in the palace, they were hungry and full. If they had the opportunity to practice martial arts with the emperor, they would cherish it very much. That is the life of the family in the corridor for a lifetime, how dare you slack off?
But these nobles are different, they just don’t do anything, and there are commanders and officials in the family who are waiting for hereditary succession. worry.

This is why Feng Bao didn't dare to bully the little emperor anymore, and was even so submissive that he was afraid.

Because although the little emperor is young, he is a true ruthless person.

Isn't the status of the emperor more noble than the status of these warriors?But since practicing martial arts, no matter how tired and hard the little emperor is, he will not deform his figure even when he is limping.

What kind of terrifying perseverance is this?

Be cruel to others, and be cruel to yourself.

Zhu Yijun slowly recovered from the squatting position, with his head and eyes straight, looking forward, and calmly breathed for about five or six breaths. After finishing his work, he hammered his legs with a smile, and sighed again, young is good.

He took the towel handed over by Zhang Hong and wiped his sweat, and walked in front of the beaten Luo Sigong.

Zhu Xixiao is a bit old, but Luo Sigong was kicked to the ground with force, and because of the weakness of his legs, Luo Sigong couldn't stand up for a while, under the eyes of everyone, ten-year-old Luo Sigong It's all tears, flowing down.

The family members urged thousands of times not to embarrass the ancestors after entering the palace, but Luo Sigong really didn't persevere.

Zhu Yijun showed a sunny smile, stretched out his hand and pulled Luo Sigong up, and said with a smile: "Ti Shuai, don't be too harsh."

Luo Sigong was afraid of Zhu Xixiao's punishment, the reprimand of his parents and uncles, and the ridicule of the Wu Xun eunuch who was also a training partner. At the moment when he was kicked over, Luo Sigong was so afraid that he trembled all over. He was at a loss. He was just a ten-year-old child. I don't know how to face all this, I'm so afraid that I feel that the whole world has turned into darkness.

The supreme emperor, His Majesty, walked in front of him, the most honorable person in the world, stretched out his hand, Luo Sigong stretched out his hand to hold the hand stretched out in front of him, and stood up.

At this moment, these hands and His Majesty's smile are as dazzling as the only ray of light in a completely dark world.

"Behave well, don't be lazy in the future, and if you are caught by Ti Shuai again, I won't intercede for you again." Zhu Yijun let go of Luo Sigong, turned to Zhu Xixiao and said with some reproach: "Qi Shuai practiced the art of war. Harsh, you don't have to be so angry with your children."

Zhu Xixiao roared angrily in his heart, saying that others are children, but you yourself are not a child?As a noble emperor, His Majesty can persevere, so why can't Luo Sigong persevere!
It's not that His Majesty said something earlier, saying that noble sons, don't bring them to the martial arts room, even the little eunuchs can't compare!
who is it!

Zhu Xixiao realizes that he has become a villain and His Majesty has become a good person, why is His Majesty so proficient at singing red faces and black faces to win people's hearts!
The sunny and cheerful little emperor is clearly a sinister and cunning person!

Zhu Yijun said quite solemnly: "I have always done things again and again, and I allow all my sparring partners to make mistakes, but I will definitely not make mistakes a third time."

Everyone disbanded on the spot, just to change clothes. Later, these guards, sword bearers, and Xiao Huangmen will follow the little emperor to Jingshan to hoe the earth. This is also physical labor, training endurance.

Plowing and farming, farming and fighting, how can we fight without farming?

The five bodies are not diligent, what kind of martial arts are you still learning, and you go home and soak in the brothel, isn't it good to have a happy life?Running to the emperor's side as a training partner, why bother?

Zhu Yijun walked up to Empress Dowager Li and began today's school exams. As the first person in charge of the Ming Emperor's studies, Empress Dowager Li would take one or two school exams every day, especially the content learned in the past few days.

Zhu Yijun answered fluently, without any mistakes or omissions.

"Baby went to Jingshan to play!" After Zhu Yijun finished speaking, he rushed to Qianqing Palace to change clothes.

Empress Dowager Li looked at Zhu Yijun's fast running figure, and did not blame the little emperor for losing his manners, but was a little worried. The martial arts and farming were all very hard work. Criticism.

Zhu Yijun ran very fast, he had a lot of questions, and he wanted to communicate with the old farmers, and Zhang Juzheng also recommended a talent, Xu Zhenming, a figure in field reclamation and water conservancy.

Xu Zhenming is in his 30s and looks quite capable, but his skin is slightly dark, which is caused by the wind and the sun. He is carrying a bamboo bookcase on his back instead of the more common hardwood bookcase.

However, all Juren, who entered Beijing for the examination or studied in the Imperial College, carried a hardwood bookcase. After all, the gentry from the same village would support them, and people would ridicule them for carrying a bamboo strip bookcase.

However, as a Jinshi, Xu Zhenming carried a bamboo bookcase on his back, which has something to do with Xu Zhenming's apprenticeship.

Xu Zhenming wanted to face the saint and take a bath and change clothes, but the place where the emperor met him was in Jingshan, and the purpose was to plant the land. Xu Zhenming didn't bring out the court clothes, but wore a padded jacket with sackcloth on the outside, dressed like an old farmer two.

His hands are full of calluses.

"I pay my respects to Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty." Xu Zhenming put the bookcase aside, knelt on the ground, and bowed respectfully. This was the first time he met the emperor, and the first time he saw a living emperor.

Most of the Jinshi can only meet the emperor during the palace examination. Since Emperor Jiajing, there is no chance to even meet the emperor in the palace examination.

Emperor Longqing, during his six years in power, even Gao Gong was not allowed to visit the emperor in the palace, and Gao Gong did not see him for the last time until Emperor Longqing made his final visit.

After Emperor Longqing's grand visit, Gao Gong seized the power of the supervisor of ceremonies and demanded to report everything to the emperor. Was it because he had no heart of obedience, or did he think it was right?
"In the future, if you play it right in private, you don't need to kneel down and worship it." Zhu Yijun smiled and motioned Xu Zhenming to stand up. From the first meeting, Zhu Yijun liked this courtier very much. He didn't know anything but farming.

But it was this farmer, this attire that was no different from that of an old farmer, which made Zhu Yijun quite at ease with him.

Xu Zhenming was a Jinshi in the fifth year of Longqing. What is the status of a Jinshi?
That's a fish jumping over the dragon's gate, that's multiple leaps in class. Xu Zhenming can actually choose another way of life, but if he chooses to do things, he is a comrade. If he can walk together, he will naturally have fun together.

Xu Zhenming was a little stunned. The etiquette of the Ming Dynasty was strict, and the face saint did not kneel. Even Hai Rui, who carried the coffin and scolded Emperor Jiajing for his cleanliness, dared not be so rude. When there was a conflict between etiquette and imperial power, who should he listen to? ?

Xu Zhenming said without hesitation: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

When there was a conflict between etiquette and imperial decree, Xu Zhenming chose to listen to the emperor.

Xu Zhenming is planning to go back to his hometown. It is a very shameful thing for a Jinshi to go back to his hometown after two years as a county magistrate, but the family status in the capital is very high, Xu Zhenming really doesn't have much money to go out of his way. No one recommended him, so he had to go back.

Just when Xu Zhenming was about to leave the capital, You Qi, the big steward of the Quanchu Guild Hall, found Xu Zhenming and asked him to clean up and go to Jingshan to meet the saint. Xu Zhenming was overjoyed and got a job. He prepared the agricultural book for an audience.

"What's in your bookcase?" Zhu Yijun looked at the bent bamboo bookcase and asked with a smile.

Xu Zhenming opened the bookcase, and said a little shyly: "The agricultural books I have read over the years have also been annotated, and I also have some simple ideas and notes on land cultivation and water conservancy."

Zhu Yijun was overjoyed. He looked at the rolled-up books, some of which were eaten by bookworms. He looked at Feng Bao and said, "Daban Feng, can you prepare a bug-proof bookcase for Xueshi Xu?"

"Your Majesty, go and get it now." Feng Bao's cheek injury has healed a bit, and the large gauze is still on his forehead. He didn't tell others, but immediately ran to the internal official prison. What His Majesty said was very meaningful. Can? !
The emperor consulted with the eunuchs in the palace instead of ordering them. This is the birth share.

Feng Bao was often frightened by this kind of birth. He asked for fame and power, but first of all he asked for his life. He would not live long with a eunuch who was born as an emperor.

Zhu Yijun is not polite or born. He is only ten years old and does not hold financial power. Who knows if the Empress Dowager Li has given him any prohibition against high consumption. The hardwood bookcase that prevents insects is not cheap. A box costs six or seven taels of silver , I can buy a big girl with yellow flowers.

Feng Bao has an extremely flexible measure when it comes to pleasing the emperor.

　Follow up!Follow up!Follow up!Follow-up is really important!Say important things three times! ! !Wu, Xiang, who, Lin, and sister-in-law Gui once again solemnly repeat the matter.I ask for all support, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! (づ￣ 3￣)づ

　　
　
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