First Prince of Ming Dynasty

The crown prince Yude, in charge of the crown prince's teachings and morals, satirizes everything. Of course, Deng Yu has been guarding outside all year round. This is just a false title, but it also firmly binds Deng Yu to the frame of the East Palace.

Deng Yuzhi's eldest son, Deng Zhen, also went to northern Xinjiang with Xu Yungong, Chang Mao and other martial arts disciples under Zhu Biao's order to be in charge of thoroughly investigating the border smuggling, and has not returned until now.

Therefore, Zhu Biao was not dissatisfied with the marriage between his younger brothers and the top nobles, and he never thought of obstructing anything. Marriage was never a matter of one or two people, but between two families.

He has already married one himself, and his legitimate sons are still young, so naturally he has to rely on the efforts of his younger brothers to win over the hearts of the warriors and let them see the hope of their children and grandchildren living together with the country.

Zhao Huaian's voice came from outside the curtain: "My lord, Zhang Wei, the commander of the army and horses, asked whether to expel the people who followed behind."

It was originally the Shangsi Festival, and the royal family and aristocrats organized outings, and the people in the capital whose living standards far surpassed those of other state capitals naturally wanted to join in the fun, so the number of people who followed frightened the generals in charge of the guards.

The more people there are, the more likely there will be troubles. Even if they are sure to guarantee the safety of your highnesses, they dare not take this risk. What's more, even if nothing happens to your highnesses, if any accident happens to the sons and daughters of the civil and military officials below, it must be They are punished.

Zhu Biao thought for a while and ordered: "It's rare to have a good time during the festive season, and it's a good thing to have fun with the people. A few more soldiers will be transferred from the Beijing camp, and the female relatives will take care of them more. Let the girls from all families go together. Running around."

"promise."

In fact, you can't run anywhere, and this Zijin Mountain is not without forbidden places. Ordinary people can just have fun in the outskirts, and the officials and ladies have many servants and servants, and the chance of danger is too small.

Especially when the royal family was traveling, the soldiers in charge of the guards were already gearing up and waiting to perform meritorious service. The soldiers and horses also ordered those green-skinned scoundrels in Beijing who were idle to do nothing today.

The Bingma Division is in charge of arresting robbers in the capital and cleaning up streets and ditches in the capital. It seems inconspicuous, but he has a lot of contact with all classes in Beijing, otherwise Zhu Biao would not have given this position to Zhang Wei on purpose.

Zhu Lu, who had been looking at the scenery outside curiously with the curtain open, suddenly turned her head and leaned on Zhu Biao's knees and asked, "Brother Huang, is there a swing for playing over there? Is there a kite for cuju? By the way, there is a big tiger." Can I touch it?"

Zhu Biao smiled slightly and said, "Tigers are not allowed to be touched by you. There are other things, as well as music and dance. Don't you like watching people breathe fire the most? You can watch it all in a while."

There was plenty of time for preparation this time, and the people below naturally tried their best to make the arrangements, such as flowing cups of water, throwing pots of wine, such elegant ones, leading hooks, walking ropes, riding horses, flying money, throwing cymbals, etc.

In the joy of Zhu Lu, I soon arrived at the destination. The royal frame went all the way to Houhu. And agile.

The so-called Qiantang is more beautiful than the West Lake, and Jinling is more beautiful than the Back Lake. On the sparkling lake, gulls fly and fish swim, egrets fly in the sky, and bees and butterflies dormant among the thick red and emerald green peach willows.

"Slaves are waiting to welcome His Highness the Prince."

Zhu Biao pulled Zhu Lu and took a deep breath, feeling a little cool but suddenly feeling relieved. Of course, at this age, Zhu Lu still doesn't care much about the scenery, and looks around for something interesting with her little head. .

More and more carriages arrived, and the little princes and princesses ran down happily, but after all, there were still rules, they didn't play around, and they all came to the prince's brother obediently.

Zhu Biao turned his head and told Lin'an Princess Zhu Jingjing: "Jing'er, take them to play and have a look, don't go too far, pay attention to wear more clothes so you don't catch a cold."

Princess Lin'an is already a big girl, and she will marry Li Qi, the heir son of Changsha Prince, in two years' time.

Zhu Jingjing promised meekly, then took Zhu Lu's little hand, and walked towards a safer place aside, surrounded by a group of little princes and princesses.

After Chang Luohua got off the frame, Wang Rui and Yanyu settled down first, and told their personal maids to be careful. If they were sick this month, they would not be able to take medicine. If it was her way of thinking, they should not have been brought out. .

The rest of the princes' carriages also arrived one after another. The princes and brothers walked behind Zhu Biao in groups of three and four, and the female relatives of various houses crowded around the princess, all with smiling faces.

Seeing His Royal Highness immersed in the beautiful scenery, those with a little literary talent began to recite poems and fus, or the classics of the ancients, or express their own feelings. It is also lively and festive when you come and go.

The atmosphere is getting better and better, the servants are looking for a suitable place to lay cloths for, and the carriages for transporting wine and food have also arrived, but in order not to spoil the interest of the nobles, they are all parked far away and carried by hand.

Jin Wang Zhu Xi squatted down and picked up a piece of grass and put it in his mouth. The taste of bitterness and sweetness rose and fell one by one, and his mood, which was a little gloomy, improved a lot. Later, he had to talk to Mrs. Zheng.

Surrounded by young masters and brothers who are as enthusiastic as beating chicken blood, they are actually quite disappointed, after all, many of them are in the period of changing their voices, and this small voice is really ecstasy.

Zhu Biao turned around and said: "We have to wait for the banquet, singing and dancing. Those who are willing to ride horses and shoot hunting can go to the back mountain. Those who want to recite poems and compose poems have a place specially designed to divert water, so don't surround me. "

The Wu Xun disciples who had been a little impatient for a long time ran away with a loud promise, Zhu Xi hurriedly followed after seeing this, and the scholars and scholars walked towards the other side in groups after saluting in a proper manner. Get ready to have a go.

Flowing cups of curved water, that is, putting a special light wine glass in the tortuous water and drifting along the current. Whoever stops the wine glass in front of him will compose a poem and drink from the glass.

Indulging in mountains and rivers, being light and old-fashioned, wandering in pen and ink, and making flowing water, can be described as elegant.

There are also clear and turbulent streams, which are reflected on the left and right, which is thought to be flowing water. Sit next, although it is not as prosperous as silk and bamboo orchestras, a glass of wine and a chant are enough to narrate the quiet feelings.

In the ninth year of Yonghe in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, which was also the third day of the third month, Wang Xizhi and more than forty people, including famous scholars Xie An and Sun Chuo, gathered at the Orchid Pavilion in Shanyin, Zhejiang Province, and performed a play of flowing water.

It's a pity that there is no such thing as Wang Xizhi nowadays, and there is a high probability that the collection of essays produced by the club will not be qualified to be immortalized forever, so what a pity.

Seeing that His Highness the Crown Prince was alone, many of the female relatives who were invited were heartbroken. After all, they were going to marry, and this matter could not be decided by themselves. Why not enter the Eastern Palace with others to serve His Highness the Crown Prince?

A prince concubine is better than another's wife, and the family can also prosper...

The married woman suddenly laughed and said, "It's inevitable that His Royal Highness will be lonely by the lake. What are you waiting for, the Crown Princess?"

This is Chang Luohua's close friend in the past. More than anyone else, she hopes that the Crown Princess will be honored and stable. As long as she has this friendship, her husband's family will respect her and her husband will coax her.

"This flower is so beautiful, can you give it to me?"

Chang Luohua reached out for a pale pink flower with dewdrops on it, it was extraordinarily beautiful, it could be seen that it was picked just now.

"This is the honor of a courtier"

Chang Luohua held it in front of her eyes for a moment, surrounded by court ladies or foreign wives, but she acted as if there was no one else, as if she was enjoying it in her own bedroom, and her calmness was heartbreaking.

If I become the crown princess, I won't miss her a bit!

Many people thought this way, but they didn't dare to show it at all, and none of them even looked directly at the face of the Crown Princess. During the period when the Empress was away, the Crown Princess was in charge of matters concerning women inside and outside the palace.

Not to mention those of the younger generation, even their mothers-in-law were obsequious in front of the princess. Whoever said they were born noble, even married the most noble person in the world, and gave birth to two healthy boys.

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