little emperor of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 212
There are thousands of people in life, each is different; someone has such a temperament, you can say that he has a clear distinction between likes and dislikes, and you can also say that he is moody; this kind of person can let you ride on his neck to accompany you to search for stars and moons when he likes it, The reverse is also the same, when you hate, it can also let you enter the nine secluded worlds and make your bones cramp with your own hands.If this kind of person was born in a poor family, at most he would be scolded for having a weird temper, but if he was born in the palace and became an emperor, he would definitely become a typical example of a foolish king written by historians.

Wanli was such an emperor. He was born with an almost distorted stubbornness of getting what he wanted, which made his way of governing the country look particularly unique in the eyes of everyone at that time.The historian's pen only records how cruel, money-greedy, and tyrannical he was, but he doesn't see that the Ming Dynasty is now in the best period in history, the most economically developed period in the Ming Dynasty.

If someone can grasp this period well, Daming will definitely change from a precarious mess to a prosperous and powerful dynasty.For such a future, Zhu Changluo firmly believes, but at the same time, he also clearly knows that he is probably the only person in the world who has such thoughts.

Because in the eyes of everyone, what they see are the almost absurd behaviors of the emperor, such as his insistence on not going to the court, such as his exclusive doting on Zheng Guifei, such as his indulgence in wine and sex, such as his random relegation of ministers... what happened yesterday This incident further confirms that Emperor Wanli acted casually.

All eyes can see, the representative figure who was ignored by him in various ways before, but turned around overnight... the eldest son of the emperor who was moldy and black before, now turned into the current crown prince who was so red and purple , all these bizarre behaviors are as far away as heaven and earth from the standard of a wise monarch in the eyes of all the officials.In the eyes of the ministers, to be a pilgrimage lord must be politically clear and diligent in state affairs. Even if there is no great talent and general plan, no matter what you do, you must be respectful, thrifty, restrained, neutral and peaceful.

It's a pity that what a generation of emperors should have, can't seem to find the same in Wanli.

But what does it matter?Everything has become different because of Zhu Changluo's appearance.

As long as there is time, as long as enough time is given, Zhu Changluo believes that everything in front of him will be changed. In fact, he is already doing so.

Looking at the prince in front of him, Wanli couldn't bear the smile in his eyes, and felt relieved in his heart: "I often hear people say that you are smart, wise and wise, and some people even say that you will be a generation of sages in the future. It doesn’t look like a lie today.”

Speaking of this, Wanli suddenly stopped talking, and a look of loss and longing appeared on his face, which made Zhu Changluo startled, and unconsciously, his expression showed.

This great man is lonely, and since ancient times, it has been a place where no one else can sleep soundly next to the couch.Even the lion, the king of beasts in the animal world, is always on guard against the cubs that are gradually growing. It is common for a little carelessness to bite him to death. would say it was wrong to do so.

What shocked him was that the person who said these words to Wanli was either a traitor or a loyal person.

Wanli knew what he was thinking at the first sight: "It doesn't matter who the person who said this is, anyway, he is no longer in the court. If I still have taboos on you, can I still say these things to you?"

Zhu Changluo said obediently: "I don't know if my son will be a sage in the future, but my father will undoubtedly be a sage of the generation."

The so-called flattery does not wear, this is the eternal truth.

Whether this sentence is true or not, it is enough to make Wanli's slight discomfort disappear in an instant. After a brief moment of hesitation, he suddenly burst out laughing.

The maids and eunuchs guarding the palace raised their faces one after another, looking at the moon in the sky that had been bitten by a dog, and made wishes one after another... I hope that the Lunar Star Lord will show up every day, bless the prince to come to clean the palace every day, and bless the emperor to be in such a good mood every day .

A tired face is like a calm sea, hidden in it is full of depths and unpredictable powers of heaven, a trace of haze on the face, which has long been dispersed by the wind, and the day has returned to a clear day.

"Sage is not holy, I know it in my heart, and I don't care! Let the historians write about these posthumous events."

"I was worried that you would be so precocious, that you would answer that sentence..." At this point, the voice stopped suddenly, and one hand stretched out, as if wanting to touch Zhu Changluo's head, but felt awkward, so he stretched it halfway He turned a corner and finally brushed himself a few times.

Answered that sentence? ... Will Huiji be hurt?Maybe this is really true.

Although there was no expression on his face, Zhu Changluo couldn't help but let out a long sigh in his heart, with an infinitely melancholy expression.

Seeing that the smile on Zhu Changluo's face disappeared, Wanli narrowed his eyes, and immediately concluded that this child must have something to hide from him.

The question he wanted to ask came to his lips but he didn't open it, because he suddenly remembered that this son's temper was as stubborn as his own, which had already been revealed when Jane directly asked him for a fair chance in front of him in Yonghe Palace. undoubtedly.

Looking at Zhu Changluo under the radiance of the lights, his eyes were full of darkness and deepness, which dispelled Wanli's desperate desire to know.

I believe that if he can say it, he will not hide it from himself, and if he doesn't want to say it, he will not be able to force it out.

"Forget it, call Shen and Wang Er to come to Qianqing Palace to see me tomorrow."

As soon as Wanli finally spoke, the stone that had been hanging in Zhu Changluo's heart was completely let go!

King Bi Yishen and King Bi Yishen were already living at home, and now they came to the capital at will without the emperor's order. Although it was his own prince's idea, the world is not his after all. A small charge of trespass.

Now that he heard that he was going to be summoned, Zhu Changluo smiled all over his face: "I assure you, my father will definitely not regret today's decision!"

Seeing him glowing with glory, Wanli's heart suddenly moved. There was not only kindness in his gaze, but also strong hope and attention. A bold idea floated in his mind...

This thought was so strong that even Wanli, who has always acted without any scruples, was shocked, so that he was a little lost at this moment. This abnormality made Zhu Changluo who was in a happy mood surprised and said: "Father, you What's wrong?"

Wanli, who came back to his senses, shook his head, "You don't need to know about some small things right now, I will tell you after I meet Shen Shixing and Wang Xijue and discuss with them."

Zhu Changluo gave him a strange look, but what he saw was an almost frozen look, which made him stunned.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door suddenly, and a eunuch's voice sounded softly: "Long Live Lord, it's time to take medicine."

Zhu Changluo quickly stood up and said seriously, "My son is here to help you take your medicine."

"No, just leave these things to them." Wanli waved his hand, concentrating on Zhu Changluo for a long time, then sighed suddenly: "It's late at night, you go, wait a few days, I will call you again... ...When the time comes, I will tell you about your mother."

Zhu Changluo suddenly felt a little sour in his heart, and without thinking, he blurted out: "Father, don't worry, my son will have something to say to you when the time comes."

Both of them could hear something in the other's words, but strangely, neither of them opened their mouths to ask.

Because at this time, no matter who said one more sentence, it would be superfluous.

This night passed peacefully, completely different from the warmth and affection sent by the spring breeze in the Qianqing Palace. All the ministers in the court and the opposition seemed to have fallen into a nest of cold ice and snow, and were in a state of panic.

Ever since Emperor Wanli recovered from his mysterious recovery, as soon as he showed up, he pushed Er Shen and the elders of the court to the end. This thunderous and fiery action made all the officials and workers in the court feel a little scared.For example, Qian Shigao, Zhong Zhaodou and others are even more restless at night, and they can't even sleep soundly. Of course, the two of them are definitely not the only ones who have this idea, but anyone who has a relationship with Shen Yiguan and Shen Li, when they think of the emperor's ruthless and cruel hands, they all tremble with fear and fear.

It is not unreasonable for experienced veterans to have such worries. As soon as the emperor took office, he immediately started a series of actions to settle accounts with Zhang Juzheng. China mediates, but who can you count on now?

At the same time, Huang Jin who appeared in Qianqing Palace early in the morning looked at the emperor excitedly.I haven't seen him in just two months, Huang Jin seems to have aged for two years, his round, fair and fat face has turned into a pointed chin, because the injured leg of the court rod has been treated with medicine by Song Yizhi, and ordinary people still have to hurt their muscles and bones. One hundred days old, not to mention the tender and elderly him, although he has been carefully raised for two months, he is still not very agile, standing for a while, his head and face are covered with cold sweat.

Even so, the eyes looking at Wanli were full of excitement, tears kept rolling in the eye sockets, and he choked up before speaking.

"Long live, you scared the old slave to death."

One sentence means a lot, and there are indescribable emotions in the ups and downs.

Quietly looking at Huang Jin lying on the ground, Wanli felt as if he had passed away, his eyes became moist unconsciously, and he said hoarsely: "You old man, I'm not here these days, but I've suffered a lot. !"

Huang Jin smiled and said with a cry: "That's right, so Long Live Lord, you must be safe and sound. Only when you are safe, the old slave will be safe."

Wanli couldn't help laughing, and glared, "Get up! You're still so glib, the queen mother shouldn't have rewarded you with the imperial stick, I knew I should have rewarded you with your mouth."

Huang Jin got up, touched his legs that hadn't healed so far, and said with a smile: "What Long Live Lord said is that next time the Queen Mother wants to reward you again, this old servant must remind you in advance."

Wanli's face turned cold for a moment: "Only this time, there will be no next time! If anyone touches your hair, I will not let him go."

Feeling deeply of Jun's kindness, Huang Jin was so moved that he died, he kept his mouth shut and dared not speak, because he was afraid that he would howl if he opened his mouth.

Wanli glanced at him, "Nothing, you did a good job this time, if you hadn't been alert and forwarded my memorandum in advance, the queen mother must have succeeded."

Huang Jin lowered his head, "The old slave said a word from Zhujiu Clan. I thought that I would never see the emperor again in this life, but I will help you fulfill your wish. The queen mother is annoyed, but she rewards you with a beating." , if the emperor's wish is not fulfilled, this old slave will be smashed to pieces, and I will never see you again."

What he said was true and sincere, and even Wanli, who had always been the most suspicious, felt a warm current rolling through his heart like boiling water, scalding his limbs and bones, and he sighed immediately: "You did a good job, You really are different from Feng Bao."

Feng Bao was a great eunuch who grew up with the emperor. Unlike Huang Jinyi, Feng Bao was not so much Wanli's personal eunuch as the Queen Mother's personal eunuch. One slash was aimed at Zhang Juzheng, and the second slash was at Feng Bao.

Seeing that the emperor's eyes were confused, it was obvious that he was immersed in the past, and even his face became worse and worse. Huang Jin couldn't see it well, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said softly: "Long live, Mr. Shen Ge and Mr. Wang Ge are waiting outside. ..."

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