It’s snowing in Beijing,
In the midst of the heavy snow, Xu Pu, the head of the cabinet, rushed to the Qianqing Palace because the emperor had important matters to discuss with him.
In the eleventh year of Hongzhi, the East Palace came out to give lectures and officially started studying. After seeing his son's performance several times, Emperor Hongzhi didn't want to delay it any longer.
The emperor sat on the main seat and looked at the plan drafted by Mr. Xu Ge. Occasionally he would use his pen to make a circle, "Learning calligraphy... One hundred a day, is this too much for Xu Aiqing? And the brushwork must be regular, the prince also I'm so young, wouldn't this mean I have to write for most of the day every day?"
Xu Pu didn't know what to say. The emperor loved his son too much. What's so difficult about practicing a hundred words a day? That child is so smart, who doesn't know what he is thinking?
But he couldn't say much, so he just said: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness is extremely intelligent. One hundred words is not too much."
The emperor glanced up at him dryly and continued to look down, "Read the books taught today more than ten times every night... He is just a seven-year-old child, Xu Aiqing!"
Xu Pu continued to hold his hand, "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is extremely intelligent, and I have been studying since I was a child. I have read it more than ten times for up to two hours."
"This..." Emperor Hongzhi's face looked a little ugly, and he continued, "Whenever you read, you should warm up once every three days, and you must memorize it to maturity."
This time he didn't wait for the emperor to speak.
Xu Pu had already spoken, "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is extremely intelligent. He has already memorized it after three or five times, so this is nothing."
The emperor simply stopped reading.
He is not the biological son of your family, so he was caught alive, right?
I only have such a son!
"Anyway, there is still time, let's discuss it later."
Xu Pu is not in a hurry. Let’s discuss it later? No matter how I discuss it, I will still do this.
Sometimes he felt that the content was missing. The Crown Prince's intelligence had already shocked the officials in the capital. How could he know a few words?
Emperor Hongzhi put aside the prince's education plan for the time being and turned to another matter, "Xu Aiqing, the tenth year of Hongzhi has come to an end. I will open my mouth immediately. In the spring of the eleventh year of Hongzhi, the prince will come out of the cabinet to give lectures. In addition, , I also want to choose a day for the prince to visit the Wenhua Palace and receive congratulations from all the civil and military officials."
This is actually a kind of etiquette.
After all, he was a child before and was raised in the palace.
Congratulations from the imperial palace are the emperor's intention to let the prince show his identity and show his majesty. To put it more simply, you all should come over and pay homage to the young sect leader.
Moreover, after worshiping this time, I will come again every year and festival in the future.
Wenhua Hall was the place where the prince later studied. It was located in the northeast of Fengtian Hall. It was not as grand as the three main halls, but it was more exquisite and elegant.
Xu Pu was not surprised when he heard this. Everyone knew that the emperor doted on his son. Apart from the throne, everyone wished that everything could be given to him.
"Since Your Majesty has a decree, I will ask the Ministry of Rites to handle it immediately."
The emperor nodded with satisfaction, "The etiquette must be followed. Remember to be more solemn."
"yes."
"By the way, I will send Wang Yue to the northwest after the new year. There is no room for omissions in military and state affairs, and the army needs to prepare in advance."
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Zhu Houzhao also knew that Wang Yue had come to get the New Year's Eve.
In fact, people all have this mentality. Once they are approaching the New Year's Eve, they feel that they can't do anything beforehand until after the New Year.
So these days it can be considered a idle word.
"Is it already the twelfth lunar month?"
In the East Palace's Xiefang Hall, Zhu Houzhao chatted with Liu Jin wordlessly.
"Yes, today is already sixteen."
Zhu Houzhao held the account book he had received from the emperor in his hand. He basically knew the contents by heart. Some of the names he knew at a glance were his positions, and some he didn't recognize to be honest.
He didn't give this account book to anyone, nor did he ask the Jin Yiwei to search the houses one by one.
His old father had been giving him a lot of trouble recently, so he had better not panic everyone in the capital during the Chinese New Year.
"Is it...snowing?" Zhu Houzhao suddenly saw pieces of things falling outside.
Qiuyun trotted in from outside the house, covering her head.
"Your Highness, the snow is so heavy outside."
It was really big, and it seemed like it had only been raining for a short while, but the ground was almost turning white.
Zhu Houzhao muttered, "With such heavy snow, Mr. Zhan Shifu probably won't come."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw several figures outside the palace, rushing on their way regardless of the wind and snow.
And it seems that there is more than one person. Wang Hao is naturally walking among them. In addition, there seem to be cabinet ministers Xie Qian, You Yude, Wang Hua and... It turns out to be Wu Kuan. Why are they all here?
"My lord, please pay homage to His Highness the Crown Prince."
Zhu Houzhao didn't show any extra courtesy to the adults, "Get up. Let's take a seat. Why are you all here together today?"
Wang Hao wanted to speak, but his boss Wu Kuan was here after all.
Old Man Wu cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, I have just received the decree from the Holy One. After the spring comes next year, I will go to the East Palace to give lectures. I have made a study plan and am thinking about reporting it to Your Highness."
Zhu Houzhao's heart moved.
The old man had given him a lot of trouble the previous two times, but this time he suddenly came over and mentioned some study plans...
But how does he know how to educate princes in ancient times?
Complete knowledge blind spot.
Since it was a blind spot, no matter what Wu Kuan said, he could only nod his head like "Uh-huh."
... No, if you nod to him now, if you want to go back on your word in the future, can't Old Man Wu say, Your Highness, you agreed in the first place?
This is not a big conspiracy, let alone the sinister nature of Tu Yu who deceived Wang Yue.
It's just... if you jump into this pit, you will be uncomfortable in the future.
After thinking about this section, Zhu Houzhao began to joke, "I know Master Wu's thoughts. But there is no need to report it to me. You should report it to the elders and the emperor."
Wu Kuan's heart was bubbling. He had begun to wonder if the prince was a mind-reader.
You don't even fall for such a small trick?
"Why don't you listen to it, Your Highness? You can prepare for it when you study next year."
Zhu Houzhao saw the tricks and said, "I'm ready. The remaining preparations are Master Wu's job. Just think of how to teach me when the time comes."
Wang Hao lowered his head and smiled sullenly at the side. After all, why should you talk about how to study with a person who has never read a book? So he also guessed that there must be something on his mind.
However, it is not easy to play tricks on our Prince.
Zhu Houzhao did not get stuck in the matter and argued with Wu Kuan, but instead asked: "I wonder what the big deal is for you gentlemen to come together today?"
Xie Qian replied at this time, "It's not a big deal. Mainly... After Wang Yue's incident, His Highness the Crown Prince's loyalty to the country really shocked us, so we couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to come to the East Palace to admire His Highness's virtue."
To put it bluntly, the prince has created momentum for the East Palace, and is no longer as dispensable as before, so naturally he wants to come and get close to him, discuss national affairs, or simply... just want to talk about the world.
As for Wang Hua, he is a person with a position in Zhan Shifu.
Wang Hao asked: "What are you studying today, Your Highness?"
Zhu Houzhao was stunned, today...what did you learn today? Come here early in the morning and ask me this question,
But of course it's not easy for him to say that.
After thinking for a while, he frowned and said: "It's snowing for the first time, and I was thinking... How will the people of Ming Dynasty do with such heavy snow? Do they have clothes to keep out the cold?"
Everyone sighed when he said this.
The prince is indeed virtuous!
"If there is a poor person in Chang'an, the auspiciousness should not be too much." Wang Hao suddenly read a sentence, then stood up and saluted the Crown Prince solemnly, "Although His Highness has not been educated, he has already understood this truth."
"There are poor people in Chang'an, so it's not appropriate to have too many blessings...?" Zhu Houzhao had never heard of this in his previous life. This was the first time he heard this.
Knowing that the prince might not have read books, Wang Hua, the right-hand edict, explained: "The verses that Mr. Wang is reading are from the poems of Luo Yin of the Tang Dynasty. This poem has four lines in total: It is auspicious and good years, but what happens in good years? There is poverty in Chang'an The auspiciousness should not be too much. The pity for the people of the world contained in it is exactly what His Highness meant."
Zhu Houzhao understood and said, "This is a good poem. Who is willing to write this poem for me? All gentlemen are here. I will learn this poem today!"
Everyone was excited. Even if His Highness the Prince's actions and words were a bit unconventional, as long as he had the common people in the world at heart, Confucian scholars like them would have unlimited recognition!
Wang Hua also stood up and said solemnly: "My lord, I would like to write this poem silently for His Highness!"
"Okay." Zhu Houzhao knew that he was Wang Yangming's father, so he looked at him a few more times.
According to historical records, Wang Yue won the battle after his resurrection, but after all, he was so old. In the future, the Ming Dynasty could not really rely on only one old man, but still needed young people to inherit the mantle.
This matter can also be planned and planned.
"Wang Yude, I heard that there is a boy in your family who also likes this art of war formation?"
Wang Hua was stunned. It's over. The bad reputation of that traitor has spread to His Highness the Crown Prince?
