Daming: I was exposed by Zhu Di's Sims life!

Seeing the decadent attitude of the two old masters, Yang Pu couldn't help but smiled wryly, and said: "Too... Prince Gan, son, I, Yang Pu, have no great skills, I can only read books and endorse books. As an official and half-job, I have assisted you, the prince, for more than ten years, and spent three years in Zhao Prison, and I still live in a muddleheaded way."

Zhu Gaochi sighed: "Mr. Yang is humble. You are a Jinshi in the second year of Jianwen. You have both talents and learning, and you have a degree. If you didn't follow me astray, your official career would only be smooth sailing, but I have dragged you down."

Yang Pu shook his head and said: "I have worked for you for 12 years, and spent another three years in Zhao Prison. This kind of kindness, Yang, should be repaid. I don't want to repay you. See the prince and the prince. Well, the minister is relieved."

Zhu Gaochi heard the overtones: "Mr. Yang is leaving?"

Yang Pu nodded: "The current Prince Gan's Mansion is not the Prince Gan's Mansion I expected. I thought that I would only be loyal to one person in my life. Now it seems that this place is not suitable for me."

Zhu Gaochi didn't ask to stay, but asked, "Where is Mr. Yang going?"

Yang Pu said with emotion: "The world is so big that it is not limited to all corners of the country. Wherever the wind blows, there is always a place to live and live."

Zhu Gaochi thought for a moment, and said: "I can write a letter of recommendation to Jiangxi Chief Envoy. He has a little relationship with me. When I was the crown prince, I supported him a little. An errand, the rank will not be too high, but you can always eat the imperial salary."

Yang Pu smiled lightly and said: "I thanked Prince Gan for his promotion, but this matter is still avoided. Mr. Yang has received too much favor from you, and now he has finally paid off his debts. If he delays you to find a job again, wouldn't he be in debt again?" A great favor?"

After finishing speaking, he bowed and bowed, then turned and left without looking back, his back was depressed and sad.

He waited in prison for three years, and when the hero fell, the world turned against him.

What Yang Pu is looking forward to is Zhu Gaochi who has the ambition to fly to the sky even in the face of adversity, not the King Gan who is willing to be silent in the muddy pond like he is now.

Everyone has their own ambitions. Since the first year of Yongle, he served as the crown prince to wash horses and worked in the East Palace. He worked hard for Zhu Gaochi for 12 years. Later, he was involved in a storm and suffered three years in Zhao Prison. He owed Zhu Gaochi's support and support. En has already paid off.

Do you regret it?
No regrets.

Zhu Gaochi got up and wanted to see him off, but his legs and feet were inconvenient and he needed help from others. However, Zhu Zhanji, who was sitting opposite him, didn't move at all, just staring at the chessboard with blank eyes.

In the end, the former prince and now Prince Gan still failed to send his old friend off for the last time.

After waiting for the people to leave, Zhu Gaochi let out a long sigh.

Zhu Zhanji raised his head slowly just now, his black and white pupils were sharp and sharp, and there was no dullness just now: "Why don't you let Yang Pu stay, he is a great talent, what our palace lacks is such a capable minister."

Zhu Gaochi sighed: "I don't want to involve Yang Pu anymore, he has finally washed his body of dirt, how can I have the heart to let him go through the test of life and death again?"

Zhu Zhanji's eyes flickered: "Maybe there is no silver lining..."

"You think too much, ahem."

Zhu Gaochi raised his hand to cover his mouth, and coughed violently. When he put down his hand, his palm was bright red.

Zhu Zhanji was moved: "Father..."

"You don't have to say any more."

Zhu Gaochi raised his hand to interrupt his son's words, and said decisively, "I don't have a few years to live. After I die, you will not be able to support yourself alone. For my sake, as long as you can be this King Gan, the fourth child will not make things difficult for you."

Hearing this, Zhu Zhanji's eyes darkened again: "Father, you know, my ambition is not here."

"Are you here?"

Zhu Gaochi felt that his chest was heavy, "Forget it, even if you die with a handful of loess, even my terminally ill old bones can't stop you, but let me tell you, as long as I still have breath left, you will live in peace. "

Zhu Zhanji was silent.

……

Zhejiang, Hangzhou Prefecture.

Taipingli in Qiantang County, also known as Qingwang Street, was called Nanxin Street in the Southern Song Dynasty. There is a "Yu Zhai" plaque hanging in front of the street, with one door and three entrances.

This Yu family is from Kaocheng, Shanxi. His great-grandfather, Yu Jiusi, was the manager of Hangzhou Road during Yuan Renzong's time, so the Yu family also moved to Qiantang.Although the ancestors are famous, in recent years, the Yu family has become more and more decadent. Yu Wenming of the previous generation was also the head of the Ministry of Industry during the Hongwu period, and Yu Yanzhao of this generation simply stopped working.

However, the Yu family was not lonely because everyone in Taiping knew that Yu Yanzhao had a son who was born with intelligence.When I was six years old, I went to the ancestral grave with my father on Qingming Festival. When I passed by Fenghuang Terrace, my uncle said casually: "Today, I will go to Fenghuang Terrace."

And the six-year-old boy responded loudly: "He monopolizes the Qilin Pavilion."

All the people present were shocked, and they admired this child very much, and they all felt that this child would become a great weapon in the future.

Sure enough, in the tenth year of Yongle, this child of the Yu family passed the year-old examination, was admitted as a member of Confucian students in Qiantang County, and became a scholar at the age of 15. This child of the Yu family was named Yu Qian.

As the bottom of the scholar-bureaucrat class, scholar-bureaucrats are naturally incomparable with high-ranking officials, but compared with ordinary people, scholar-talents are undoubtedly the existence that others envy.Enjoy the privilege of not kneeling when seeing officials, and don't have to suffer from the hard crime of corvee. If you are a corvee student, you can also enjoy the government's allowance.

In the countryside, if there is a table of people eating, the conversation is very happy, but when a scholar suddenly walks in, everyone immediately shuts up, puts down their chopsticks, and respectfully respects him, and waits until the scholar picks up his chopsticks. , They picked up the chopsticks again.During this period, no one dared to talk loudly, even if they were impatient and couldn't hold back, they only dared to whisper and whisper, but they didn't dare to say too much.

In the gate hall of Yuzhai, there is a portrait hanging. This is the portrait of Wen Tianxiang, the right prime minister of the Song Dynasty collected by Yu Qian's grandfather Yu Wenming. "History", majestic and high-spirited.

Yu Qian, a young man in the year of Dancing Elephant, with delicate features and a majestic appearance, stood at the table looking at the portrait of Prime Minister Wen and pondered for a long time before writing the lyrics.

For a moment, black and white, majestic.

Yu Qian praised: "Wuhu Wenshan, suffered by the Song Dynasty. Die for the country and forget your life, give up your life for righteousness. Swallow the world with sincerity, and feel the world with sincerity. Mausoleums and valleys change, the world is different. More calendar. Difficult to deceive the heart, but fear the sky. Ning Zheng dies, I don’t want to be whole. South to worship again, smiling at Jiuquan. Loyalty is a great festival, and it will be passed down through the ages. Looking at the portrait, the breeze is awe-inspiring."

Emphasis on fame and fortune.

Pay more attention to benevolence than to kill yourself.

Although he is still young, Yu Qian's character is like Yuzhu in the cold wind.

After finishing a good poem, he nodded slightly, but when he was about to go out, a distinguished guest came.

"Where is Yu Qian, who is Yu Qian?"

A sharp voice came from the courtyard, causing Yu Qian to frown slightly. He walked out of the hall. It turned out to be a plain-faced man in a camel-colored robe, with a clean face and a feminine air.

At this time, Yu's father also came out of the room, and asked with a little doubt: "Your Excellency?"

The man in the camel-colored robe coughed lightly, and said: "Our family is the eunuch who passed the decree and came to Qiantang by the order of the emperor. Which one of you is Yu Qian?"

Yu Qian stepped forward and cupped his hands: "I am Yu Qian, I don't know what your father-in-law is doing?"

The eunuch who delivered the decree asked, "Why didn't you kneel when you saw our house?"

"Why should I kneel?"

Yu Qian said flatly, "I am a student in Qiantang County in the tenth year of Yongle. As usual, I don't have to kneel."

Father Yu couldn't help coughing twice, and glared at his son.

What you said is correct, but eunuchs hold grudges the most. If you offend the person opposite, he has ten thousand ways to make you feel uncomfortable.

However, the eunuch who passed the decree did not get angry when he heard the words, he just smiled lightly and said: "You should be like this, have backbone and blood, yes, our family likes young people like you."

That's enough, our family won't greet you anymore, just talk about business. "

The eunuch who delivered the decree carefully took out a sealed imperial decree, and said, "Your Majesty has a decree, and Yu Qian, a student from Qiantang County, Hangzhou, Zhejiang, will accept the decree!"

He glanced at the Yu family's child, and thought to himself that you won't kneel this time.

Yu Qian was just stubborn but not stupid, so he immediately bowed down and knelt down: "Student Yu Qian, please greet the saint, long live my emperor!"

The eunuch who passed the decree thought how you have learned to be smart this time, and our family also thought that if you don't kneel this time, our family will charge you with disrespect. How come you kneel faster than anyone else.

Yu Qian's face was calm but he was sneering in his heart, you are a dead eunuch, you still want to lie to me, can I be as hard as a knife? Although my buddy is not afraid of death, it is too much to die in the hands of you eunuch Shame on me.

Kneeling in front of the imperial decree, Yu's father thought that my son is really a unicorn son, who can bend and stretch to be a husband, and will become a great weapon in the future.

After a lot of intrigue, the eunuch who passed the decree saw Yu Qian kneeling so honestly, so he gave up the idea of ​​finding fault, and declared the decree: "Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, the imperial edict said:

I heard that there is a young man named Yu Qian in your Qiantang, who is smart when he beats a villain. You are not bad, keep working hard, make an exception and make you the master of ceremonies of Zuo Chunfang, and go to Beijing to work in the East Palace. Although the young man has become an official, he still has to quit Don't be arrogant and impetuous, keep your heart.This! "

It is not uncommon in the Ming Dynasty that the emperor's imperial decree used plain language throughout. Neither the Taizu nor the current Emperor Yongle are people who like to chew on words.

However, after reading the imperial decree, the hand of the eunuch delivering the decree couldn't help shaking.

He didn't know the content of the imperial decree in advance, but after reading the decree, he realized a key problem——

This boy surnamed Yu will work with the crown prince in the future.

Zuo Chunfang Master of Ceremonies, ranked sixth grade, in charge of attendants and admonitions, refuted Zheng Qizhao, and all the actions of the crown prince were recorded in the annals of history, recorded as notes, and sent to the history museum at the end of the year.It belongs to the official of the East Palace who is rooted in Zheng Miaohong, and serves as the prince's attendant.