I am Emperor Wanli

Chapter 146 The Unable Father to Carry Me Away
After accompanying Emperor Jiajing in fishing for an hour and catching six fish of medium size, Zhu Yijun stood up.

"Grandpa Emperor, I will go to the Supervisory Office and give Xin Ai a good beating."

Emperor Jiajing waved his hand gently.

"Go see your father first."

"Father?"

"Go and see him." Emperor Jiajing pulled up the thin blanket covering his body. "He and the fourth child were sent out of the palace by me when they were young. Alas!
The fourth son's mother is still alive, and she can come back to the palace from time to time for mother and son to reunite. Your father's biological mother has been gone since he was a child, and he has been all alone. I don't know how he got through all those years."

Emperor Jiajing's tone became even darker.

"Jun'er, go see him. Your father looks reckless, but he is actually very timid. He listens to everyone because in his heart, he dares not offend anyone and is afraid of everyone.

Emperor Jiajing turned around and stared at Zhu Yijun, "Jun'er, go see your father. If I leave, he will be the king and you will be the minister. You can't escape the righteousness of etiquette.

You grew up beside me and are close to me, but not so close to your father. Even if we are blood relatives, we must be careful of people alienating us. "

Listening to Emperor Jiajing's words, Zhu Yijun felt a little sad.

Yes, now I have the Emperor to protect me from the wind and rain. When he is gone, who will protect me from the wind and rain?
biological father?

forget it.

Zhu Yijun sniffed and suppressed the sadness in his heart, "Grandpa Emperor, my father can't get close to anyone. It's just a momentary impulse. He may be thinking more about himself."

Emperor Jiajing smiled silently, waved his hand and called Zhu Yijun over.

Zhu Yijun bent over and put his ear close to listen to the Emperor Jiajing's soft voice.

"Jun'er, I know you look down on your own father. I look down on him too. I have been strong all my life, Jun'er, you are also magnanimous and far-sighted, but he is the only one who...
But he is your biological father, my son. It is my fault that he has become like this. Jun'er, Grandpa has no other thoughts, please help me take good care of him, take good care of your father. "

Emperor Jiajing's right hand, as skinny as a chicken claw, stretched out from his wide robe sleeves and held Zhu Yijun's left hand.

There was anticipation in his cloudy eyes.

Zhu Yijun nodded firmly.

"Grandpa Huang, don't worry."

Emperor Jiajing looked at Zhu Yijun, smiled with relief, straightened his body, continued to lie on the recliner, grabbed Zhu Yijun's hand, and let go after a long while, and said softly: "Go, go see him."

"Yes, Grandpa Huang."

Zhu Yijun was walking on the road to Beihai with his hands in his sleeves.

Feng Bao, with four eunuchs and a dozen guards, followed behind him a few feet away. In front, Fang Liang, the chief of the Imperial Horse Administration, led ten guards to clear the way.

Why is Grandpa Huang worried about me?
Are you worried that my father, who has no ears, will listen to slander after ascending the throne, depose the eldest son and enthrone the youngest son, and then he will follow the Xuanwu Gate Law of Succession?
Does he have that ability?
Or maybe, the Emperor is worried that his own party is growing stronger and stronger, and everyone is looking forward to stepping to the front and receiving the overwhelming wealth, and then finds a way to make his father disappear into the water and let himself ascend the throne ahead of time?

This possibility is very strong.

Zhu Yijun walked along the corridor and saw that the North Sea was rippling with waves, and its color appeared blue under the reflection of the sky.

The surrounding area is full of green trees, as if green paint was used to outline a circle on the edge of a blue glass.

In the distance, the palace was hidden in the shade of the trees, revealing the bright yellow tiles and half of the red walls.

Zhu Yijun stopped in a pavilion and looked at the refreshing scenery, with a surge of passion in his heart.

If there is no emperor to protect me from the wind and rain, I will do it myself and protect the Ming Dynasty from the wind and rain!

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, His Highness the Crown Prince is in the pleasure boat in front." Fang Liang returned and reported.

"Go and see."

After walking for a while, I saw through the leaves a magnificent painted boat with carved beams and rafters parked by the lake.

There was a large table in the cabin, which was filled with various delicacies and seven or eight kinds of wine, ranging from Wu Yue yellow wine, Shanxi Fen wine, Xishu Mian wine, to Shaanxi and Gansu wine.

There were four people sitting at the table. Teng Xiang, Chen Hong and Meng Chong were wearing bullfighting costumes. They surrounded Zhu Zaigui, who was wearing a dragon robe, like stars surrounding the moon. They had charming smiles on their faces and chattered in a nonstop manner.

Wanfu stood outside the cabin with his hands hanging down and his head lowered.

Zhu Yijun took advantage of the cover of the trees and slowly approached.

"Your Highness, drinking like this is really boring. Would you like me to find a few palace maids to drink with Your Highness?"

Meng Chong had a fawning look on his face, as if he wanted to take his heart out.

Teng Xiang and Chen Hong just smiled and didn't say much.

They are already eunuchs in charge of the Imperial Household Department, and there is not much room for them to move up, so the most important thing is to maintain their positions.

Meng Chong still had a lot of room for advancement, so he was very anxious. Zhu Zaigui rolled his eyes, wanting to agree, but not daring to.

This is Xiyuan, and he has some concerns.

If it was in the East Palace, we would have had a lot of fun. But the East Palace is small and it is not as fun as the West Garden.

"Palace maids? Where are you going to find them? There are only a bunch of old ladies in the West Garden, and they don't even look like they can drink wine."

Meng Chong narrowed his eyes until only a slit remained, and he bent over to answer Zhu Zaigui's question: "Your Highness, are there many young palace maids in the Forbidden City?"

"The Forbidden City?" Zhu Zai's eyes lit up and he said hesitantly, "This is against etiquette and law."

Meng Chong smiled as if his lips were covered with honey, "They are all from the royal family. It is only natural for them to serve His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Zhu Zai's eyes rolled around, "Of course. This wine is indeed a bit boring to drink."

Zhu Yijun slowly walked out from behind the shade of the tree. Wanfu was the first to see him and immediately knelt down: "This servant greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Lao Wan, get up."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Zhu Yijun walked into the cabin, his hands hidden in his sleeves, a half-smile on his face.

Seeing this familiar expression, Teng Xiang and Chen Hong were so scared that they fell to their knees.

Meng Chong glanced at Zhu Yijun and saw Teng Xiang and Chen Hong both kneeling on the ground, then he knelt down reluctantly.

Zhu Yijun bowed his hands and said respectfully: "I, your son Zhu Yijun, greet you, father."

As soon as he entered the cabin, Zhu Zaigui saw him.

His expression was the same as that of a mini version of Emperor Jiajing. Zhu Zaigui could not help swallowing his saliva. His legs felt a little weak. He forced a smile on his face and laughed dryly: "The boss is here, haha, haha."

Zhu Yijun stood up and said in a deep voice, "Teng Xiang, Chen Hong, the Imperial Household Department has so many memorials waiting for approval, and you guys are here?"

Teng Xiang and Chen Hong knew very well how powerful Zhu Yijun was, so they kowtowed and said, "In reply to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, we will return to the Imperial Household Department immediately."

She turned around and kowtowed to Zhu Zaigui to say goodbye: "Your Highness, I will take my leave first!"

Zhu Zaigui: "Ah, ha, go ahead."

what can I say?
I didn't dare say anything.

Meng Chong bravely stood up, taking advantage of the alcohol, straightened his upper body and neck, and said like a noble minister: "We are drinking with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and serving His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince is the son of the Crown Prince, so he should be more filial and be flattering and obedient."

Zhu Yijun sneered, "What Meng Chong said, if you don't know, you might think you are the eunuch in charge of the Imperial Household Department. As the eunuch in charge of the Imperial Kitchen, you are not only in charge of the prince's meals, but also in charge of his drinking."

His face darkened, "I think you've drunk too much and don't even understand the etiquette between the ruler and his subjects, the master and his servant. Fang Liang."

"The slave is here!"

"Tell someone to throw Meng Shangshan into the lake and let him calm down."

"Yes."

Fang Liang waved his hand, and four Jing soldiers stepped forward, raised their hands and feet, and lifted up the struggling Meng Chong. They carried him directly to the bow of the boat farthest from the lake shore, and threw him out with force into the lake.

Meng Chong was struggling in the lake, his steel fork cap fell off, his hair was disheveled and floating in the water, along with a ball of expanding seaweed.

Zhu Yijun found a clean cup and poured himself a glass of wine.

"If my father wants to drink, my son will accompany you." Zhu Yijun picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

As soon as he finished drinking, he started coughing violently.

Zhu Zaigui knew that Zhu Yijun never drank alcohol. When he saw him coughing and his face turned pale, he suddenly became restless, looking uncomfortable and embarrassed.

Finally, he stood up and shook his sleeves: "Okay, I won't drink anymore. I'm going back to the East Palace. It's so boring here."

He walked down the pleasure boat with his sleeves swung. When he was a little further away, Zhu Zaiqi turned around and saw that Zhu Yijun was still in the pleasure boat. He couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead and said to Wanfu behind him: "Let's go, let's go quickly!"

He lifted up his clothes and ran all the way to the east gate of Xiyuan.

Zhu Yijun threw away the wine glass, stood up, and slowly walked down from the pleasure boat.

Fang Liang stepped forward, glanced at Meng Chong who was still struggling in the lake, and asked, "Your Highness, what should we do with Meng Chong?"

Zhu Yijun didn't even look at him, with his hands in his sleeves, and said as he walked: "If he crawls to the lakeside, he's lucky. If he sinks to the bottom of the lake, we'll fish him out and find a piece of land outside the city to bury him."

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)