During the Chenghua period, Li Guang witnessed Emperor Xianzong's love for Liang Fang and other eunuchs who loved to practice martial arts, so he realized that it was easier to gain the emperor's trust as a Taoist friend, and then he started to engage in the "Alchemy Fu Shui" business. Something that is both mysterious and mysterious.
Until his death later, Emperor Hongzhi still believed that there must be some "secretary of strange secrets" hidden in this man's home, so he sent people to search the house, hoping to find something mysterious.
As a result, these fantasy things were not found, but a ledger was found.
This ledger is even more fantastical.
It is recorded on it: someone gave yellow rice for a few hundred shi, someone gave white rice for several thousand shi, and the total number was millions of shi.
The emperor asked: How much does Li Guang eat? So much rice was collected.
The servant replied: Yellow rice is gold and white rice is silver.
Only then did the emperor realize that Li Guang turned out to be such a person.
It is precisely because Zhu Houzhao has this impression that he will not be too close to Li Guang.
Otherwise it would tarnish his reputation as the 'Holy Prince'.
Especially when Li Guang ends badly, why should he get involved in this stinking shit?
And he wanted to see the emperor's reaction to his dislike of Li Guang.
Emperor Hongzhi would not have expected that his prince would behave like this, but he was a doting father who did not speak harsh words, but instead comforted the prince.
"Zhao'er actually has some affinity with Eunuch Li. Don't be afraid, Zhao'er, Eunuch Li is not a bad person."
Zhu Houzhao subconsciously grabbed the emperor's arm and squeezed into his arms, showing no enthusiasm for Li Guang.
Li Guang looked embarrassed and had no choice but to laugh along with him.
"Zhao'er... Zhao'er is obedient," Zhu Houzhao kept turning his head and refused to look at Li Guang. The emperor probably felt the prince's discomfort, and his heart began to twitch, "Eunuch Li, why don't you do this for today? You can go down. "
Li Guang's heart sank.
Although I know this is the result, it is still difficult to accept it.
The prince's weight in your majesty's heart is still too heavy.
He Li Guang is really nothing compared to the Crown Prince.
What if the prince is really won over by a civil servant?
"Slave, please leave."
He has to go back and think about it.
Because his intuition told him that everything was wrong,
Liu Jin's words were wrong, and the prince's attitude was wrong.
Li Guang's expression was strange, but Emperor Hongzhi didn't care about this section. He was still thinking about his son.
"Zhao'er, what's wrong with you?"
Zhu Houzhao didn't want to say anything at this time, he just wanted to test it out.
"My son is fine, my father is worried."
"It's really okay? But what did you just do? Do you want to call the imperial doctor to take a look?"
"No, Father, I'm just a little afraid of life, but I don't feel any discomfort. But Father, after a hard day's work, why don't I give you a pat on the back?"
When the emperor heard these strange words, he couldn't help but became happy, "Oh, I'm surprised that you still have such thoughts. But do you have the strength?"
Zhu Houzhao said: "It doesn't happen now, but it will happen in the future. My son is eating well every day, getting stronger, and will be my father's general in the future! Protect my father's safety!"
Although these words are a bit childish,
But for some reason, Zhu Houzhao also felt that it was much easier to talk.
In fact, he didn't enjoy playing tricks.
On the other hand, in front of my father, even if I have to act a little and be fake, at least I will never worry about being cheated or hurt, so it is a kind of relaxation no matter what.
"Hahaha." Emperor Hongzhi was also amused and felt at ease. "My father is very pleased that Zhao'er has this intention. But remember Zhao'er, you can't be a general in the future, you have to be the emperor!"
"Then what kind of emperor does the father hope that... his son will become?"
The emperor didn't think much of it at first, but after thinking about it carefully, it was a thought-provoking question.
Because he himself is the emperor, how can he not know whether the emperor is comfortable or not, whether his life is happy or not?
Why does he have such a preference for his family? It’s not like he really doesn’t understand the warning cases and sincere advice given by those ministers.
Among them, some still want to protect their loved ones.
Because the emperor those people want doesn't even need a family. You don’t even have to think about it, you just need to nod when they offer their opinions. How good is that feeling?
He didn't think much about it in the past, but when his beloved child asked this question, it suddenly hurt his heart a little.
From now on, this child will be like me...
However, from another perspective, Hongzhi was also a good emperor. He fully understood the harm that the emperor would do to the country, the community and the people if he behaved erratically.
He was willing to work hard because he had seen his father since he was a child and the chaos in the court at that time. But even if it doesn't matter to me, if it were his son, this good man and father would feel extremely intolerable.
Zhu Houzhao saw a hint of darkness in the emperor's eyes, "Father..."
The emperor sniffed and stretched out his arms to hug the prince into his arms.
"Zhao'er, it's your fate to be born into the royal family. Don't blame your father."
"Father is right. How can I blame my father if it's too late for me to thank my father? It is my father who gave me everything I have today. All my glory and wealth come from my father."
The more the prince talks like this, the more sensible and sensible he becomes.
The emperor's heart became increasingly sad and unbearable, so much so that his eyes became a little red.
"My life has been full of hardships, and I have encountered many dangers. I never expected that God would give me such a smart and intelligent son."
He pinched the tears in his eyes with his thumb and index finger.
"Zhao'er, remember, study hard, learn the principles of this world, and become an emperor who can make decisions for himself in the future."
Zhu Houzhao blinked, "Can you make the decision?"
"Yes, I can make the decision. If you can't make the decision, not only the lives of the royal family will be in danger, but the ancestors' country will also be unstable, and even the people of Li will suffer. Only by making the decision can you protect your ancestors, father, and emperor, and protect this country for yourself. country."
This is what an emperor says from the bottom of his heart.
It is also the earnest teaching of a father.
Perhaps, because there were many things, Emperor Hongzhi himself was not able to make the final decision or be very satisfied...
The evolution of the political ecology of the Ming Dynasty was such that the emperor was forced to have no room to maneuver.
Everything is the words of the saints, everything is the law of the ancestors, everything is rigid.
For example, if Yu Qian defended Beijing, who would dare to move south at a critical moment? Even if the emperor's life hangs for a moment, this rule cannot be exceeded.
And I don’t know how many similar rules and regulations there are.
This dragon chair makes people unhappy even sitting on it.
"Father, don't be sad anymore." Zhu Houzhao also felt a little in his heart, "I must remember what my father said today and be an emperor who can make decisions in the future!"
"good."
The mood had reached this point and the atmosphere was so heightened that it seemed inappropriate not to make some requests to the emperor.
"Father," the prince left the emperor's arms and knelt down seriously, "I have a request, please grant it."
In the Nuan Pavilion of the Qianqing Palace, although the hands and feet of the young children are short, their movements are very standard, and the children's cheeks are like egg whites that can be broken by blowing.
Children always give people a sense of purity, and when thinking about their filial piety and intelligence, the emperor likes them more and more.
"It's cold on the ground, Zhao'er, get up quickly." The emperor was thin and his arms didn't have much strength, but it wasn't a problem to lift the child up. He pinched his son's face, "You don't need to be so quarrelsome with your father. How big of a thing is it for you to kneel down and beg?"
Zhu Houzhao thought to himself, you didn't tell me earlier.
"Tell me, what's your request?"
"My son, I want to transfer Yang Tinghe to be a local official."
"Demoted from the capital?" The emperor did not expect it to be such a serious and trivial matter.
Of course, this is a big deal for Yang Tinghe, and the gap between local officials and capital officials is huge.
Apart from anything else, how many times has the magistrate met the prince? How many times has he met the prince?
