Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

"You eat too, come and try my cooking to see if it suits your taste."

After tasting it, Zhang Yan was amazed.

Maybe it was really delicious, or maybe it was just a psychological effect, she felt that she had never eaten such delicious lamb.

But after she swallowed the mutton in her mouth, she became the same person she was just now, only picking up food for Zhu Youxiao but not eating it herself.

"Don't keep serving me food. Eat quickly."

"it is good."

"Don't look at me, eat quickly."

"Well, I will give it to Your Majesty again."

"No, stop picking food for me, just eat it yourself."

"......"

Looking at Zhang Yan in front of him, Zhu Youxiao was speechless.

Does this girl have to be fed before she opens her mouth?

She would only eat a piece if I took it from her. If I didn't take it from her, she would keep taking it from me with a smile.

It's outrageous!

Feeling that his stomach was already half full, he picked up the chopsticks and started to put pieces of braised lamb, pickled cabbage, cold cucumber, braised fish fillets, etc. into Zhang Yan's bowl one after another.

Zhang Yan seemed to have forgotten how big her belly was, and she accepted any dish that Zhu Youxiao put in her bowl.

Until the end, she raised her head with an embarrassed look on her face: "Your Majesty, I can't eat anymore..."

The few grains of rice hanging on the corners of her mouth made her look less elegant, but more worldly.

As the sky gradually darkened, flames began to burn on the candlesticks.

In the huge Kunning Palace, only four palace maids were left to be at the service.

Zhu Youxiao and Zhang Yan changed into silk pajamas and sat side by side in the yard, looking at the starry sky and feeling the rare cool breeze. They both felt an unprecedented tranquility.

"Your Majesty, can you tell me about you and Lord Hongwu? If it's about politics, forget it."

Zhang Yan leaned on Zhu Youxiao's shoulder and asked carefully.

"There's nothing that can't be said."

Zhu Youxiao replied casually, and then racked his brains to make up a lie.

Of course, it's not all nonsense.

As he talked, he would always bring up a sentence or two about the future of the Ming Dynasty.

For example, next year, Shaanxi will begin several consecutive years of drought, and the land will be barren and full of starving people.

For example, in a few years, a plague will sweep across the entire northern part of the Ming Dynasty, and at least millions of people will die from this plague.

For example, Shaanxi will be in chaos, the Jurchens will invade the country several times, etc.

The originally warm atmosphere was gradually broken by the prophecy he inadvertently said. Zhang Yan covered her mouth, unable to believe her ears.

"Your Majesty, did Lord Hongwu really tell you this?"

Zhu Youxiao nodded with a depressed look on his face.

He didn't know why, but he always felt like he couldn't control his mouth around this woman and wanted to tell her everything.

Fortunately, he did not tell anyone that he had taken over someone else's home, otherwise he would not know how to face such a situation.

"I am incompetent and cannot share the worries of Lord Hongwu like my grandmother did. Your Majesty, you should return to the Qianqing Palace."

Although she was reluctant, Zhang Yan still said the words to drive the man away.

She hopes that Zhu Youxiao can be with her all the time, but she hopes even more that the Ming Dynasty will get better day by day!

The doomsday scene described by Zhu Youxiao made her shudder!

As the mother of a country, she has her responsibilities!

Country, country, country comes first, family comes behind!

Without a country, there is no home!

In the face of the future of the Ming Dynasty, what does my little family mean?

"I'm not leaving. These things can't be solved overnight. I'm already making preparations."

Zhu Youxiao touched his nose and smiled awkwardly.

go?

Only a fool would leave!

Will I go back to the Qianqing Palace and sleep on a cool mat alone?

I would rather stay here sweating all over...

Seeing how determined he was, Zhang Yan didn't want to force him away anymore, but she just couldn't cheer up anymore.

Even though she was nestled in Zhu Youxiao's arms, her heart was still concerned about the people outside the palace.

It's late at night and people are quiet.

As they were chatting, Zhu Youjian suddenly heard a faint snoring sound. He looked down and found that the person in his arms had fallen asleep without him noticing.

This is outrageous!

He picked up Zhang Yan, returned to the palace, and with the help of the palace maid, put her on the bed.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at the sleeping Zhang Yan, he felt inexplicably sad.

21 years old!

Girls of this age in later generations are still pursuing beautiful love in the carefree ivory tower.

But the Zhang Yan in front of him was enduring the unbearable pain brought to her by the phoenix crown!

Chapter 7 Do you think your head is too strong?

The night passed so peacefully.

Zhu Youxiao didn't even know when he fell asleep.

It was not until he heard tinkling sounds beside his ears that he slowly opened his eyes.

Zhang Yan had already changed into the long dress with a colorful phoenix pattern on it, prepared breakfast, and sat at the table setting the dishes and chopsticks.

Seeing Zhu Youxiao wake up, he hurriedly got up and helped him wash up.

The toothbrush is made of pig hair and dipped in toothpaste made with traditional Chinese medicine. Although there is not much foam, the smell is very mild.

But when he saw the breakfast on the table, Zhu Youxiao was stunned.

A few black sorghum buns, a small dish of pickles, and other than that, there was only a bowl of millet porridge.

He pointed at the food on the table and asked, "Is this what we're going to eat?"

Compared to last night's meal, this doesn't look like something His Majesty would eat?!

Zhang Yan bent her knees slightly and bowed to him.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I was really frightened by what you said last night."

"So, I thought, from today on, I will try my best to save money and eat as little as possible."

"Perhaps, when that day comes, I can save one more person."

Zhu Youxiao didn't know whether to cry or laugh!

As a result of these words, not only was the spring time wasted, but even the meals were restricted.

What a sin this guy has committed!

Faced with Zhang Yan's sincere gaze, he was too embarrassed to say anything else. After all, what she said was the truth.

I had no choice but to sit down and start eating the black steamed bun.

This thing is so disgusting. Not to mention how it tastes, the rough texture alone makes your throat hurt when you swallow it.

After finishing his meal, he decisively left on the pretext of handling government affairs, fearing that Zhang Yan would prepare some unpalatable food for him at noon.

Saving food is important, but you can't really put yourself in such a difficult position, right?

When I walked to the gate of the Qianqing Palace, I suddenly noticed that there were many eunuchs coming in and out of the Yangxin Palace, and it was very busy, so I went over to take a look.

When the eunuchs saw that it was him, they immediately stopped and saluted.

Zhu Youxiao just waved his hand casually and walked into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

There were eunuchs everywhere in this hall. The table was piled with memorials like a mountain, arranged in different categories.

Some local officials requested disaster relief, some officials impeached their colleagues, and some congratulated Zhu Youxiao on his resurrection.

In short, there is nothing these officials cannot write, except what he cannot think of!

After looking at the furnishings here, he finally understood.

The historical records clearly show that Tianqi was not a diligent person. He was busy doing carpentry all day and left all the memorials to Wei Zhongxian to deal with.

This place, which was regarded as the emperor's office by later generations, was actually Wei Zhongxian's territory at that time.

Otherwise, how could there be so many memorials?

He did not leave, but just pulled up a chair and began to look through the memorials, and his approach was still the same as yesterday.

The meaningless ones are just thrown away, and only the ones that really need to be dealt with are marked and put aside.

Before fully understanding the current situation of the Ming Dynasty, he had no intention of convening a court meeting. In any case, the ministers had long been accustomed to days without court meetings.

Not long after they started working, Wei Zhongxian appeared at the door.

"Wow..."

Zhu Youxiao casually threw a memorial at him and it hit him.

Wei Zhongxian was startled, and when he saw clearly that it was Zhu Youxiao sitting inside, he quickly knelt down to apologize.

"I have neglected my duties and failed the Emperor's grace!"

He did not say where he had gone or what he had done, but instead accused himself of being negligent in government affairs, taking the style of a slave to the extreme.

His master knows his own situation well. This method of retreating to advance is extremely useful.

But Zhu Youxiao didn't even look at him and said to the eunuch at the door.

"Go to the Qianqing Palace and bring me the memorial I read yesterday!"

The young eunuch replied "yes" and turned and left.

Soon, with the help of several other companions, all the memorials from yesterday were brought over.

Zhu Youxiao rummaged through the book and found the memorial from the students Lu Wanling and Cao Dai requesting that a shrine be built for Wei Zhongxian in the Imperial College to honor him on the same level as Confucius. He then smashed it on Wei Zhongxian's head.

"Take a good look!"

"Do you think your head is too strong?!"

After reading the contents of the memorial, Wei Zhongxian was completely stunned!

"Your Majesty, they framed me. I am innocent!"

"Even if I had ten guts, I would never be on the same level as Confucius!"

"Injustice?"

Zhu Youxiao snorted coldly.

"Do you really think I don't know anything?"

"Without your instruction, who in the court would dare to write such a memorial?"

"It must be that I am awake. Otherwise, this memorial will become a pathfinder for testing the new emperor!"

"Am I right or wrong?"

Wei Zhongxian's body froze there. He didn't expect that Zhu Youxiao could see through his thoughts!