Back to Ming Dynasty as Zhu Biao

Chapter 309

Zhu Biao responded, and he turned over, with his back facing her, and continued to sleep.Xu Miaowei sat on the edge of the bed angrily.

"Humph."

Sitting by the bed and getting angry for a long time, she secretly turned to look at Zhu Biao, only to find that he was sleeping soundly.

Xu Miaowei lifted the quilt, lay down in front of Zhu Biao, and got in: "Your Highness won't enforce the family law?"

no respond.

Feeling the sound of Zhu Biao's even breathing, Xu Miaowei didn't bother, but she was not relieved, so she forcibly moved Zhu Biao's two arms over her waist, hugged her, and fell into a dream.

Four drums, woke up, Zhu Biao saw Xu Miaowei who was sleeping in his arms, she looked quite beautiful in sleep.

Skin like snow, eyebrows like distant mountains.Qingqian has some cold facial features, sandwiching the delicacy of the south of the Yangtze River and the heroic spirit of the northern landscape.

Zhu Biao lifted the quilt and saw the blood-soaking scene. Seeing that it was getting late, he rolled over and sat up.

Today is the morning court.

Xu Miaowei turned her back to him, took a shower last night and wanted to serve him, but when she lifted the gauze curtain, he had already fallen into a deep sleep, it was really annoying.

Seeing her smooth back exposed, he looked outside again, it was only three or four o'clock at the moment, he helped her pull the quilt, and said to Jin'er: "Don't wake up the princess."

Xu Miaowei was naturally awake, thinking that Zhu Biao was puzzled last night, she felt angry.But the casual action of helping her cover the quilt just now made her feel that she was cared about.

"Understood, Your Highness." Jin'er put the exquisite breakfast on the table: "Your Highness, please use it."

"There is no egg custard." Zhu Biao picked up the porridge bowl and started to eat. He taught Xu Miaowei about this, and other people's cooking always tasted bad.

After Zhu Biao left Yongning Palace, Xu Miaowei rubbed her hair and sat on the bed.Jin'er stopped to clean up the dishes and came over to salute with a smile: "The princess is awake, Jin'er will help you change."

"Jin'er, what did His Highness say in the outer hall just now?"

"Say not to wake the princess." Jin'er rolled her eyes round.

"The latter sentence." Xu Miaowei guided.

"Oh, Your Highness said there is no egg custard." Jin'er tapped her head: "That's what Your Highness said."

"I don't want to make egg custard for him, I'm still angry." Xu Miaowei got up to wash.

Jin'er followed with a smile: "Heck, the princess is just saying what she means."

Fengtian Temple.

Zhu Biao stood on Lao Zhu's left side, looking at Li Shanchang and Chang Yuchun who were refreshed in front of them, and the civil servants behind him yawned with their heads bowed.

They lowered their heads and yawned as much as possible, but Zhu Biao saw them clearly.At that time, he and Lao Zhu met Mao Xiang in the back hall.

Nine out of ten times when I saw Jin Yiwei early in the court, it was not a good thing.

Sure enough, Lao Zhu's first sentence is usually about government affairs, but this is the first time he didn't ask about important matters in the memorial, and the first sentence is a commonplace.

"At this moment, we see that the stars are still in the sky. It's time to sleep. It's really hard for everyone to circle the big guys to the Fengtian Temple. I will apologize to you." Old Zhu said very calmly, unable to tell Emotions, sorrows and joys.

"Who dares to make my father pay for it? The diligent administration of the court is also for the common people. Everyone says it is not." Zhu Biao said to the civil and military officials.

Your Majesty apologized, no matter it was true or not, all the officials were naturally terrified, this was the first time, so they lowered their heads and didn't know how to answer.

The prince's answer gave everyone a chance to take advantage of the trend, and now they all began to scramble to express their loyalty and diligence.

"Your Majesty, I hope that I can go to court every day to bathe in the grace of God." Yang Xian quickly reacted, speaking loyally and sincerely.

Li Shan gave him a long look, and put his hands in front of his belt: "You want to go to court every day, but you want to exhaust your majesty. Your majesty manages a lot of things every day. No one in the court knows."

"Stop arguing. We wanted to read a poem to everyone this morning. It is so well written. It expresses everyone's suffering and resentment towards us. Let the prince read it to everyone." Stand still in front of the dragon chair with your hands: "Prince, read."

Zhu Biao nodded, took out the poem copied by Shangqian Jinyiwei, and cleared his throat:

"Four drums, drums, drums, clothes up,
It's too late to meet at the Meridian Gate.

When will I have the pastoral pleasure,
Sleep until the world is cooked. "

The entire Fengtian Temple echoed the four lines of poem Zhu Biao read, and Lao Zhu clapped his hands: "We think this poem is beautiful, why don't you applaud it? Could it be that the writing is not good? But why are you reciting it in private. "

The hall was quiet.

"Who wrote it?"

No one answered.

"Let me ask you, who wrote this poem, stand up yourself." Old Zhu's voice became serious in vain.

After a few breaths, a person came out from the ranks of hundreds of officials.It was Qian Zai, an old Confucian in his 70s from Shaoxing, Zhejiang.Because he was editing history books before, he was conscripted to the capital to compile books.

Qian Zai was old and tired, but now he was full of energy after being frightened, and he was neither deaf nor blind.

"The emperor spares his life, the emperor spares his life, I was confused for a while, so I made this doggerel." Qian Zai knelt on the ground, his shoulders trembling.

"Qian Zai, you are so courageous." Old Zhu said angrily, "When will you enjoy the pastoral pleasure and sleep until the world is cooked, who would want to do this? We can be satisfied today. It is a good thing to like to go back to the countryside, and the people don't like it." That's it.

Qian Zai, want to retire?You tell us that it's over if you don't want to, and you have to sing this poem to us. In this case, we will give you a gift, let you go home to raise, and sleep together until the meal is cooked. "

"Your Majesty, the old minister is my wife..." Qian Zai explained.

"We don't listen to your explanation. Let's talk about it first. Who wants to go home and hold your wife and sleep until dawn. The memorial will tell us that you will return to your hometown and enjoy the pleasures of the world with your wife in your arms. I am an official.

If you still want to work under us, let us focus on the affairs of the people and the state of your laziness.

We raised you not to listen to your complaints here, but to let you do things.If you want to leave, leave early, don't talk about it. "

Lao Zhu walked back and forth, pointing to Qian Zai who was kneeling on the ground: "Qian Zai, we have agreed today, you can sue your old age and return home."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, forgive me." Qian Zai repented, his face turned yellow with fright.

Zhu Biao knew in his heart that these were all done by Lao Zhu's eyeliner. He has a lot of eyeliner. The teachers in the minister's mansion, Taoist monks, walkers in the streets, family guards, all have Lao Zhu's eyeliner in Jinyiwei .

Who would have thought that those ordinary-looking passers-by were His Majesty's eyeliner overseeing them. Besides this, there was something even more extraordinary.

Since Liu Guyu followed Mao Xiang, she has taken in many women, some of them are the concubines of these important ministers.It's creepy to think about.

Qian Zai kept kowtowing to Lao Zhu to plead for mercy, and none of the officials dared to speak.

Afterwards, the ministers played, and Lao Zhu glanced at Qian Zai who was kneeling in the center of the hall: "Qian Zai, stand back first."

Qian Zai nodded.

"Father, my son and minister have a performance." Zhu Biao took a step forward.

What Zhu Biao was going to play, Lao Zhu had told him earlier at that time, and the father and son sang and harmonized, just like acting.

"Say."

"My son heard that there are people in Fengyang Mansion rioting and rebelling, please arrest the leader of the bandits immediately."

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