Daming Yinghua

Zheng Haizhu hurriedly said: "The minister respectfully listened to the holy order, and he was no longer angry, only happy. The wet nurse Hakka is not a kind person, but fortunately, the Long Live God, the Empress, and the princes discovered it early and ordered him to leave the palace as soon as possible. Good. In the history of the previous dynasty, stories of wet nurses or nanny usurping the government are not uncommon, such as Chang Shi, the babysitter of Emperor Wei Wencheng. Seeing the little things, Your Majesty and all the elders should be on guard."

"Emperor Wei Wencheng's wet nurse Chang?" Zhu Changluo looked at Sun Chengzong.

The sons are not there, and Sun Chengzong is not a ostentatious old man or a mean speaker. Zhu Changluo no longer holds up his face. When he hears an unfamiliar historical figure, his first reaction is to ask his real master.

Sun Chengzong explained: "The Tuoba family is a barbarian who neglects family relationships. For those who are established as princes, their biological mothers are given to death at the same time. It is for the death of their mothers." When Emperor Wencheng's biological mother was killed, how old was he? , the nanny Chang took care of her daily life and accompanied her day and night. After Emperor Wencheng ascended the throne, she respected Chang as the empress dowager, and Chang operated the palace man Feng to enshrine her step by step, and finally led to the situation where Empress Dowager Feng came to the court as a regent. At that time, the rooster wakes up much earlier in the morning."

Today, Sun Chengzong's mood also fluctuated violently from dazed to frightened, and then from frightened to relieved.

But in any case, sending away the gossip woman who had been by Zhu Youxiao's side for ten years, in the eyes of an orthodox civil servant like Sun Chengzong, is always a good thing for the future prince.

At this time, being fed by Zheng Haizhu, Sun Chengzong wanted to describe the harm of the nanny and nanny's chaos in a more horrific way.

Zhu Changluo said "Oh", then turned to Zheng Haizhu, and his tone was quite gentle: "It seems that Master Zheng is also proficient in classics and history in addition to Western arithmetic and firearms."

Zheng Haizhu respectfully said: "When I was young, my family was strict and my family was kind, and I told my relatives and neighbors that women should also be taught poetry and books, not just learning about female celebrities and cooking. My brother often holds various books to enlighten my ministers. , so that the minister understands the principles of heaven and human relationships and the right way in the world. Your Majesty..."

When Zheng Haizhu said this, he raised the hem of the scarlet robe and finally knelt down in front of the emperor: "Today, I was touched by this turmoil and made a bold suggestion, willing to speak for Her Highness Princess Ningde. Just now, I saw that Her Highness is still a flower bone Such a girl, not only can tell right from wrong, but also can think clearly, I really am amazed. Your Majesty, the First Prince and the Fifth Prince can hear the elegant principles, the scenery of the world, and the Princess, who is also from the blood of the Long Live Lord, listen to whatever you want What's the matter?"

Although the meaning of this request is direct, the tone is soft and the speed is gentle, without rhetorical and aggressive tone, which is very different from the aggressive attitude of those officials.

Zhu Changluo waved his hand: "It's not a military matter, it's just a family matter for my son to study, get up and talk."

Then, as if in order to make the atmosphere more harmonious and casual, Zhu Changluo smiled and looked at Lu Xiangsheng who was on the side of Jingli, and teased: "Could it be that, after going around, we still have to let this fairy-like 'Lu Sifu' teach Princess Ningde together ?”

Zheng Haizhu was stunned, and acted as if he was thinking about it on a temporary basis.

After a while, Fang said: "Your Majesty, the school in the Songjiang Mansion is built by the minister with the family property he got as a virgin, and it has been funded by sage gentry in Wuyue for successive years. It has been in operation for five years. When I entered school There are quite a few female dolls who are both good in character and learning, if Your Majesty grants permission, I can call a few older and stable girls to Beijing, like Lu Juren, to be my minister's assistants."

In Zhu Changluo's eyes, the sense of curiosity and interest became three points stronger.

It was the first time he had heard that there was an academy for girl dolls.

Zhu Changluo had survived to middle age, and finally felt elated. He had just ascended the throne, and he didn't have much rejection of new things, especially such a decision that did not violate the ancestral system and did not invite objections.

What's more, in the countryside, girls from common people's homes can go to the academy, and the princess with golden branches and jade leaves under her knees can only be taught a few words by the eunuch and mother?

"Wang An, turn around and set aside two rooms in Ciqing Palace as a lecture hall for the princesses. Let Princess Ningde and Princess Le'an go to listen, and then find three or four women from the clan to accompany you. Ciqing Palace is far away from Donghua. It's not far from the door, and it's cheaper. Dong Li is Le'an's mother, and she has always been good to Ning De. She is also a book lover, so let her take care of it and don't bother Mrs. Xi Li. "

"The slaves obey the order."

Sun Chengzong was listening. Although he knew that the matter had nothing to do with the Imperial Academy and the Ministry of Rites, he couldn't help but secretly rejoiced.Zheng Haizhu is an ally of Donglin and under his Sun Chengzong's command. With her status as a woman, this woman can enter the inner court far deeper than the Wenhua Palace, which is of course beneficial to them, the elders who stay outside the palace.

Sun Chengzong hurriedly led Zheng Haizhu and Lu Xiangsheng to bow and sing praises.

Zhu Changluo seemed to be enjoying the peaceful and relaxed atmosphere at the moment, and was reluctant to leave for a while. Anyway, there were two men, Sun Chengzong and Lu Xiangsheng, so he didn't shy away from it.

Besides, I have no other thoughts, I just like to continue chatting with this Mrs. Zheng, and I just want to stay in Wenhua Palace for a while.

After all, it's still broad daylight when we return to Qianqing Palace, and we can't hug the palace people happily, and maybe Xi Li will be nagging about the headache of being a queen.

Zhu Changluo then stood up, walked to the broken wooden boat that Long Yan had just thrown when he was furious, and bent down to pick up half of the boat.Wang An rushed forward in a hurry and said, "Long live, my servant is here."

Zhu Changluo put the fragment back on the table, and looked at Zheng Haizhu and Lu Xiangsheng with apology: "I'm in a hurry. Next time, you will let the two princes make a more dignified one, and put it in front of the rockery in Qianqing Palace. By the way, Master Zheng, do you have friendship with Shi Jie and Ma Xianglin?"

Zheng Haizhu nodded, and briefly and calmly explained the reason for his close relationship with Ma Xianglin.

A few important points, helping the imperial court to suppress bandits, helping the emperor Dong Qichang to fight fires, recruiting Yan Siqi to Taiwan, and Fushun fighting Tartars, are all the kings love to hear.

Zhu Changluo's complexion turned even paler, but after listening, he suddenly sighed.

"Master Zheng, do you know that I can also use the three-stroke white spear technique?"

"Ah? This, I don't know."

"Well, I guess Ma Xianglin may not know that he was still a milk baby at that time," Zhu Changluo said with a look of reminiscence, "It was the 29th year of Wanli, and I finally got to be crowned prince. It was in that year that I helped the court pacify Bozhou The Ma family army of Shijie, who was rebelled by Yang Yinglong, was named the number one military exploit on Nanchuan Road. Ma Xuanfu went to Beijing to receive the reward. The late emperor ordered Guanglu Temple and Honglu Temple to hold a banquet, and I went to accompany him. Ma Xuanfu is really a bold man. He hit it off right away, and said a joke that he wanted to learn marksmanship. He didn't want to order his servant to pull out the ends of the two white guns, bring them into the court, and teach me to practice a few moves. I still remember the white guns now. The first move is to retreat to advance, luring the enemy to lean forward, and the second move is to use the hook, sickle and spear head to pick the enemy's vital points."

Zhu Changluo said it vividly, not to mention Zheng and Lu, it was the mature and prudent Sun Chengzong, who opened his lips slightly, showing surprise.

As the emperor's teacher, for many years, Sun Chengzong heard Zhu Changluo talk about warriors for the first time.

Zheng Haizhu waited for the emperor to finish speaking, and said happily: "That's true! After the victory in Fushun, I heard General Xiao Ma and other generals complain that when I confronted the leader of the Tartars, Huang Taiji, I could have used these three tricks to lure the enemy to win. I don't think that Huang Taiji didn't care about appearances at all, and acted cowardly in front of the battle, asking his subordinates to block General Xiao Ma's gun for him."

Zhu Changluo turned to look at Wang An: "Wang Banban, let me just say it? The northern barbarians are good at riding and shooting, and I may not be able to defeat them."

After a pause, he looked back at Zheng Haizhu, with a slightly lower voice, and said bluntly: "Since you have made this friendship with Ma Xuanfu's only son, it's very good. It's a bit of a courtesy to turn around. You can send me to Ma's mansion for me. If you have something to say, you Say it to General Xiao Ma for me. Not only do I remember a few tricks of the white gun, but I also remember the native characters that Ma Xuanfu taught me to write."

As Zhu Changluo said, he picked up the brush on the table, thought for a while, drew a few strokes on the rice paper, and picked it up for everyone to see.

"Ma Xuanfu said that the natives love fire, so they will never betray our Zhu family. This character of Shijie people means red, and it can also be interpreted as Zhu of my Zhu family."

Zheng Haizhu stared at the word on the rice paper, his complexion unchanged, but he felt as if there was an electric shock in his mind.

Words in the prison.

Nanhong?

Nan Zhu?