In Anxi Palace.
Yang Yuer, who looked weak, looked at the infant child beside the bed, with a smile on her face.
"Your majesty is your eldest son. Your majesty must be very happy. I just wonder if your majesty is asleep now and will come to see you and the prince." The little palace maid next to you said softly. M.biQuge.biZ
After hearing this, the smile on Yang Yuer's face became smaller: "In the future, when you go out, don't talk nonsense, don't say things like His Majesty's eldest son, His Majesty values him. There is a lot of gossip in the palace, and it spreads to other people's ears. After all, It’s not good.”
"My Majesty, yes, but this is the truth. My Majesty, are you a little too cautious? Your Majesty is also the eldest son, and he is not a direct descendant."
"Presumptuous..." After hearing this sentence, Yang Yuer's voice suddenly became louder.
The two little palace ladies hurriedly knelt down.
Yang Yu'er was born as a palace maid. When she was twelve years old, her father committed a crime and was assigned to the palace.
Although she was pregnant with a child, she was named Concubine An, and the Empress Dowager personally arranged for her to live in An An Palace.
She didn't have any airs about the maids around her, which also caused the two maids around her to talk without knowing the importance.
Yang Yu'er looked at the two palace maids kneeling on the ground, and then said: "If you dare to say such things again in the future, I will never forgive you lightly."
"Yes, concubine."
"Get up..."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." After the two palace maids stood up, they did not dare to say anything more.
In Yang Yu'er's heart, she was born as a palace maid, and she was different from those serious show girls who came through the draft. Although mother is more valuable than her son, in Yang Yuer's view, this value is insignificant. She can't She has forgotten her roots and has no foundation in this palace. Once she forgets her roots and becomes arrogant, she is afraid that she will not be able to save her life, and may even attract other people's attention to her son.
While they were talking, the little eunuch who had just gone to Qianqing Palace ran back.
"Mother, my servant is back."
"Have you ever met His Majesty?" Yang Yu'er said softly.
"When I see your majesty, I also tell your majesty that your majesty said he would come to see you in two days. Today..." The little eunuch's voice dropped when he said this.
"What happened today?"
"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager has passed away..." the little eunuch said in a low voice.
After hearing this, Yang Yuer sighed heavily, and the child sleeping next to her also started crying...
On the day of the Empress Dowager's funeral, His Majesty the Emperor will definitely not focus on the child. Not only that, the Empress Dowager has no time to take care of it. The birth of the Emperor's first son cannot be publicized or even made transparent...
After Zhu Qizhen was sent back to the palace by two enthusiastic eunuchs, he lost his temper.
I originally thought that Zhu Jianshen was instigated by traitorous officials in the court to be so ruthless to him, but after meeting him today, it turned out that was not the case.
This was not provoked at all.
This was entirely his fault.
The old father had been floating outside for so many years. When he met him, instead of kowtowing to himself a few times, he turned a blind eye and acted like an emperor.
Why, the emperor is amazing.
Who has never been an emperor?
When I was the emperor, you didn't know where you were.
well…………
The treacherous son…………
What a traitor...
Crows still have the meaning of feeding back, and sheep all know the kindness of kneeling to breast, let alone humans. A true gentleman will repay kindness, and an ungrateful person is a villain.
No wonder the old eunuch named Zhang Bao next to him had a treacherous look on his face.
The world is really as dark as crows, and the unfilial emperor is surrounded by nothing but dogs.
Thinking about the Wang Zhen in front of me back then, he was so majestic and majestic, and he was a model of loyal ministers around the emperor.
It seems that the Ming Dynasty is really in decline.
After Zhu Qizhen thought about this, he thought of his mother again.
He felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he also felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't expect that before his mother died, she was actually telling him to stop messing around.
What is nonsense?
What I taught my son was not nonsense, but the right way in the world.
After thinking about it for a long time, Zhu Qizhen also felt a little tired.
Then he cursed and fell asleep in bed.
"Oh, how could this beautiful palace become like this?"
"Oh, how did my good son become like this?"
Zhu Qizhen, who had not yet fallen asleep, heard some noises coming from outside the room, and immediately sat up. He was a little scared. This treacherous son, this treacherous son would not want to kill his father.
If he really wants to kill his father, he doesn't have the strength to resist at all.
He adjusted his breathing, got off the bed, arranged his clothes, and hurriedly returned to the chair, sitting upright with a calm expression.
When he finished this, the door opened.
As the door opened, he saw the young man whose face looked very similar to his.
At this time, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty Zhu Jianshen.
Zhu Jianshen entered the room alone. The two eunuchs in front of the door immediately closed the door after Zhu Jianshen entered.
Seeing that the door was closed again, Zhu Qizhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When he came in, he proved that he was not here to kill his father, but to pay respects.
that's all……
Zhu Jianshen looked at Zhu Qizhen.
Zhu Qizhen looked at Zhu Jianshen.
After a long pause, Zhu Jianshen took two steps forward.
"I've met my father. I haven't seen you for many years. How good my father is..." Zhu Jianshen said respectfully.
Although the tone was respectful, Zhu Jianshen did not kowtow to himself a few times as Zhu Qizhen thought, nor did he bow to salute. Instead, he stood straight like this. Although there was a respectful tone in his tone, but in From Zhu Qizhen's perspective, this guy was speaking condescendingly to him.
"Have you even forgotten the etiquette when meeting your father?" Zhu Qizhen said with a cold snort.
"Although my father made mistakes when he was young and almost overturned the ancestral society, you are still the father and I am the son after all. My father does not have to stand up to greet the emperor of the Ming Dynasty..."
"You, what I want is for you to salute me, not for me to stand up and greet you."
"Father, you really dare to think about it." Zhu Jianshen said and walked straight towards Zhu Qizhen.
"You, what do you want? I am you..." Zhu Qizhen looked a little panicked when he saw Zhu Jianshen walking towards him, but he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhu Jianshen was looking for a chair.
To be honest, Zhu Qizhen was really frightened about his son, especially when he was already fully fledged.
After Zhu Jianshen sat down, he looked at Zhu Qizhen and said: "Father, when I was young, my father went on an expedition outside the Great Wall, and I never fulfilled my filial piety in front of my father. I came today to ask my father if I have anything to explain. Do it for me?"
Zhu Qizhen looked at Zhu Jianshen's sincere eyes and suddenly thought of the white moonlight he left in Nanchang City...
"The first thing is to kill Xu Youzhen..."
Although he missed the tenderness in the stable, he still gave Xu Youzhen his first request.
After listening to Zhu Qizhen's words.
Zhu Jianshen chuckled: "The censor of Xudu is an important minister of the country and has no fault. I can't kill him."
"How could he not be at fault? He humiliated me. He was unreasonable to me outside the Great Wall. When we were in Shandong, he coerced me. Wouldn't this cost his life?"
"Father, if you don't put some things on the scale, it will only weigh four ounces. But if you put it on the scale, you won't be able to stop it even if it weighs a thousand pounds..."
"What are you talking about? I don't understand."
After Zhu Jianshen heard Zhu Qizhen's frank words, he smiled bitterly. He pretended to be sophisticated in front of his ministers every day, but the ministers were all smart people and could understand the implication of his words, but his father could not understand the implication of his words. .
"I am saying that some things are not black and white, and some people do not have to die. Father, you have done something wrong to the court and to the country. If I listen to you and kill the censor of Xudu, what will you do to the country? If you pass, it will be even bigger. The first one you want to kill is Xu Youzhen, and the second one is Yu Qian. What I said about filial piety is not at the expense of national affairs..."
"Humph, strong words..."
"Would you like to hear my next arrangements for your father?" Zhu Jianshen said softly, and then looked at Zhu Qizhen.
Although the words were spoken softly, what Zhu Qizhen heard was thrilling.
"Arrangement, how to arrange it for me..."
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