Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Zhu Houzhao has a natural resistance to raising pigs because... his surname is Zhu.

So seeing these howling little piggies, Zhu Houzhao could hardly bear to look at them.

But Liu Jin started to salivate, something suddenly came to his mind, today...today...eating suckling pig?

The man who was sharpening the knife stood up and began to sprinkle some wine on the knife, then put the knife on the fire and roasted it to sterilize it.

Fang Jifan didn't plan to refine alcohol yet, but wanted to try the effect of barrows first.

Therefore, the disinfection measures were a little crude, and then, several people started to catch pigs.

After a series of indescribable scenes, Liu Jin suddenly felt his lower body tighten as the piglet wailed. He seemed to think of that stormy night, the same knife. Since then changed.

His mind suddenly went blank, his face was pale, and cold sweat oozes out like soybeans.

Everyone frantically bandaged and disinfected the pig's wound with wormwood, and then the piglets were divided into two teams and adopted by several families.

A scholar took on the responsibility of recording, ensuring that the diets of the two teams of pigs were the same, recording the data of daily weight, and paying attention to the detection of possible diseases at the same time.

Here, scholars play a vital role.

Don't underestimate these people who are far inferior to farmers in reclamation and ditching. Their greatest role lies in discovery and recording. From discovery and recording, they have found a lot of valuable experience. These experiences may be compared countless times. Finally find the best way.

Even each piglet is numbered, and the food they are fed will be different, some are pure sweet potatoes that cannot be cultivated, some are withered vines, even some old grains, and even ordinary pigweed.

However, Zhu Houzhao felt that he was depressed, as if another person had been rubbed by someone, and his heart... hurt.

Although Fang Jifan told him repeatedly that this pig was not the other, it was not very helpful, so Fang Jifan had nothing to say.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the wind and snow are biting.

But on such a day, the vegetables and fruits in the greenhouse began to sell well, and the carts of vegetables and fruits were sent to the capital, and it didn't take long for them to be supplied to the capital.

The day of entering the palace is getting closer and closer.

One day, Emperor Hongzhi was sitting in the warm pavilion as usual, holding a memorial from Datong in his hand, and he was in a good mood.

This winter, the Tatars no longer dared to invade the frontier. Hundreds of people from the Tuntian Thousand Households began to settle seventy miles outside Datong City. There was an abandoned military fortress in the Ming Dynasty. The land was still fertile. In order to prevent accidents, Emperor Hongzhi gave special criticism to Zhu, and ordered the soldiers and horses patrolling the border to pay special attention to this place.

This winter, there are too many good news, and what Emperor Hongzhi looks forward to most is the day of rest and bathing, which is coming soon.

He hasn't seen his son for two months, and his anger has disappeared without a trace in the passing of time.

Therefore, on the day of Xiumu, he specially got up early, thinking that after arriving at the Nuan Pavilion, he would summon some elders of the pavilion, and after the discussion, the crown prince and Fang Jifan might have entered the palace to have an audience.

In fact, Empress Zhang was more anxious than Emperor Hongzhi.

In the past, Zhu Houzhao didn't dare to see his father, but he would sneak to Kunning Palace while his father was in the Nuan Pavilion.

Because of this, the mother and son met frequently, but suddenly there was no news for two months, and Empress Zhang was really anxious.

Today, she was walking back and forth in the bedroom uneasy, and did not wait for the news of her son entering the palace, but heard the eunuch hurriedly say: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty...His Royal Highness...is burnt."

Empress Zhang was startled immediately, her face turned pale with shock: "What?"

"It's in the imperial dining room." The eunuch was about to cry: "His Royal Highness insisted on steaming the cakes herself, saying that she had worked so hard to make them, and the servants couldn't stop them, saying that the prince would come into the palace today , Her Royal Highness the Princess wants to make this pastry for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince himself."

Empress Zhang was both anxious and worried: "The imperial physician, where is the imperial physician?"

"I've seen it..."

Empress Zhang said, "I will go and see for myself."

She was worried, but just when she was about to go out, Zhu Xiurong came. The burn was on her forearm, but it was not serious. Too scared of the hospital.

Empress Zhang stared at the tearful Zhu Xiurong and sighed.

Empress Zhang supported Zhu Xiurong to sit down, inspected the wound, and found that there was nothing serious, but she still felt a little distressed.

Wanting to blame, but seeing Zhu Xiurong's tears falling down like beads, his heart melted and he smiled wryly, "When you were young, if you made a mistake before your father scolded you, you would behave like this. The tears started to fall first, as if you were not the one who did the wrong thing, your father and this palace, how dare you blame you, instead want to coax you."

"What about the prince, he did something wrong, and he still hangs his neck, and looks like he's in high spirits. Don't say he made a mistake, but if he didn't, your royal father can't help but discipline him when he sees him like that."

"Hey, they were all born in the same mother's womb, so why are they completely different? Well, don't cry, let the imperial dining room do what you want to cook next time..." He took a handkerchief and wiped Zhu Xiurong's face Eyeballs, coaxing.

Only then did Zhu Xiurong hold back her tears, looking so pitiful

!

Empress Zhang said: "Hey, it's your brother who should be crying today. Believe it or not, he's going to be beaten again today."

Zhu Xiurong was silent for a while, his eyes were no longer red, and then he said: "I think... yes..."

The mother and daughter spoke in detail.

At this time, another eunuch hurried over and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty...the crown prince and Uncle Xinjian have entered the palace, and have arrived at the Meridian Gate!"

"Ah." Empress Zhang stood up in surprise, "Is it true? You came so early."

"I heard that the crown prince and Uncle Xinjian walked into Beijing early in the morning. They walked for more than ten miles, and they didn't catch their breath..."

"Walking? He's not afraid of being exhausted..." Empress Zhang said with some distress and annoyance, "How to ensure safety? He is the prince and the future heir apparent."

"Your Majesty, it is said that the students at Xishan all go home after taking a bath today, and they all walk. The prince would not want to ride or ride a horse! There are nearly two hundred people in Xishan Academy, and it seems that Uncle Xinjian Afraid of trouble, I added a team of guards from the Habayashi Guard Tuntian Qianhu Office..."

"call……"

Empress Zhang let go, but became nervous again. She glanced back at Zhu Xiurong and said, "Look, as the crown prince, if you walk like this, you must clear the streets and disturb the people. Your father knows it, and he will blame him again."

………………

Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan had already passed through the Meridian Gate, and it was snowing heavily in the sky. They were wearing thick coir raincoats and bamboo hats, talking and laughing all the way.

Walking in the familiar Forbidden City, Zhu Houzhao was both nervous and expectant.

He glanced at Fang Jifan and said, "Old Fang."

"Ok?"

Zhu Houzhao said with an uncertain tone: "Tell me, will Father Emperor approve?"

"Yes." Fang Jifan thought for a while and said, "In this world, everything is taken seriously."

This is the first time Zhu Houzhao has entered the palace to have an audience after being in charge of his own affairs for the first time. What Zhu Houzhao brought is the result of his two months in Xishan.

But when he was full of confidence, he hesitated again.

This has something to do with him as the crown prince, whether he will be a child or a man in the future.

At this time, Zhu Houzhao took a deep breath, and continued: "When I was young, everyone coaxed me, saying that I was spoiled, probably because of this! But many people don't understand that I am different from ordinary people. Similarly, I was a person who wanted to do great things since I was a child, but the people around me always told me what His Royal Highness should do, you can do this, you can’t do that. If I listened to their words, maybe... Will become a wise prince..."

Zhu Houzhao was very serious once in a while: "But I am not stupid at all. In the eyes of the world, a wise prince may not be a good emperor in the future, nor may he be able to create achievements. He will most likely follow the old ways and follow the rules. Under the repeated requests of the ministers, he will compromise and make concessions, and do things he does not want to do again and again, and finally form a habit, and he will no longer have the courage to firmly implement something based on his own ideas and judgments."

"They asked me to study history, and I read it, but the more I read it, the more confused I became, why the so-called wise princes in those historical records always fell into mediocrity in the end, so the more people around me hoped that I would follow his example They want to do what they want Bengong to go, but Bengong must do their own things according to their own thoughts. Bengong insists on these things, but it is actually very tiring, and I don’t know why they are so stubborn. Sometimes I really want to simply follow their hearts."

Fang Jifan didn't say a word, he listened to Zhu Houzhao's complaint very seriously, and was deeply surprised.

This is the first time that Zhu Houzhao did not say a bunch of nonsense, but seriously expressed his deepest thoughts.

This guy...it turns out...he still has so many ghosts in his mind.

Uncle, underestimate him.

As he was walking, Zhu Houzhao stopped suddenly, pursed his lips, stared at the palace in the distance and said: "Until I met you, you guy with brain disease, after I met you, I envied you, got brain disease What a wonderful person who is sick, no matter what you do, there will be someone who understands you and sympathizes with you. Believe it or not, there were several nights when Bengong was in the dead of night, he would hit his head against the wall, just thinking, maybe this bump would be a brain-breaker. ill."

"Old Fang, in fact, I know that you are sometimes stingy, lazy, and like to pretend to be sick, but... I don't even care..."

Fang Jifan widened his eyes and said, "Your Highness, don't accuse people of innocence."

However, Fang Jifan was a little bit lacking in confidence, it turned out that this kid knew everything.

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