Cheng Guogongfu.
Both the young prince and the ladies in the backyard were all dressed in plain clothes to observe filial piety for Zhu Yi, the prince of Yuanhai County.
While other families were celebrating the New Year with joy, the Chengguo Palace was still immersed in sadness.
The young prince is still young, and it will take several years before he can take office.
Although His Majesty the Emperor now remembers the achievements of the old Duke of Fairy and Prince Ru, as well as the sacrifice of the old Duke's son, Prince Yuanhai, and has a high regard for the Duke of Cheng, during banquets and other political activities, and at the time of annual rewards, For the first time, Zhu Fu, the Duke of Xiaocheng, was placed in front of the British Duke's mansion, but everyone in the court knew that this was only now.
After two or three years, the prestige of the Chengguo Palace will become lower and lower. When Zhu Fu grows up, he will have to start over in the army.
For Zhu Fu, who was only six years old now, all this was too far away. His mother, Hu, was responsible for all affairs of the Chengguo Palace, human relations, and writing memorials for the emperor.
The entire Chengguo Duke's mansion, including hundreds of people from top to bottom, was carried on this woman's shoulders...
Of course, physical fatigue is secondary.
For Ms. Hu, her husband was dead without even a body. This was the most difficult thing for her to accept.
Every time I think about it, I can't sleep at night and feel restless...
If she had known that the separation would be forever, she would have grabbed Zhu Yi's hand and refused to let go...
Perhaps this is the tragedy of human beings.
You never know who you have seen for the last time, even if he is very important to you, even if it is the person closest to you...
The most fortunate thing in this world is to meet again after a long separation and to find something lost again.
But many people are lost but not recovered. Regarding this, Hu never thought that Zhu Yi would come back one day.
After the New Year, the Lantern Festival is approaching. In addition, after learning about the birth of His Majesty's legitimate son, the Shuntian Mansion Yamen held a grand Lantern Festival in the capital of Gyeonggi. The Yamen of various ministries mobilized more than 3,000 Yamen servants, and the Beijing camp mobilized There were tens of thousands of soldiers to maintain order, and there were hundreds of thousands of traders and civilians coming and going. It was the most lively event in the nearly thirty years that lasted from the early years of Zhengtong to the 13th year of Chenghua.
But this joy has nothing to do with the Chengguo government.
Under the supervision of his mother, the young Duke Zhu Fu had to kneel in front of Zhu Yi's memorial tablet in addition to reading time. No one in the Duke Cheng's mansion was allowed to wear brightly colored clothes or laugh loudly. It started after the imperial court posthumously named Zhu Yi the Prince of Yuanhai County and recognized Zhu Yi's death.
It has been more than two months now.
Mrs. Hu was looking at the account book in her room.
Suddenly hearing the chaos outside, Mrs. Hu was very angry. Could it be that these servants really thought that we orphans and widowed mothers were easy to bully, and they dared to turn a deaf ear to the ban they issued.
She closed the account book and left the room directly.
But he saw that the noisy person was the most considerate maid around him and his dowry girl, and the other servants were also smiling, as if they had encountered something happy.
"Madam, madam, Mr. Xiaoguo is back..." the maid said with tears in her eyes while smiling.
Mrs. Hu was very angry after hearing this. She thought Zhu Fu was causing trouble at first, and she was very angry at the moment: "He doesn't spend time with his father, but he dares to be lazy and take me with him."
"No, it's not. My slave said the wrong thing. It's not Mr. Xiao Guo. It's, but, Mr. Xiao Guo has a father. By the way, old Mr. Guo is back."
After hearing this, Mrs. Hu's head paused. She had some desires in her heart, but she felt that the possibility was not very high, and she did not dare to think about it in detail, for fear of being disappointed again. ŴŴŴ.BiQuGe.Biz
When she was about to ask something more, a group of servants surrounded a familiar and unfamiliar person came into her sight.
Thin.
blacken.
No longer heroic.
He is no longer romantic and suave.
But this outline.
This smile.
This real feeling.
He's really back.
Mrs. Hu walked towards this man uncontrollably.
This person was none other than Zhu Yi. He was treated inhumanely when he entered the Duke Cheng's Mansion. First, he was questioned by the new servants: "How dare you not even look where this is? From the Duke Cheng's Mansion, you run away." If you come here to bluff and lie, and rub salt into the wound, Shuntian Mansion will definitely sentence you to a posthumous sentence."
Then came the carnival of the old servant: "Sir, no, master, you are still alive, you are really alive, hurry up, go and tell the lady, I have caught the master, you go quickly, don't let the master escape."
But when Zhu Yi saw his married wife, all the hard work along the way seemed to have disappeared.
Zhu Yi walked towards his wife Hu.
And Mrs. Hu also walked towards Zhu Yi.
Getting closer.
It's becoming clearer.
Hu, who had been strong for two years, threw herself into Zhu Yi's arms and started crying.
Zhu Yi patted his wife's shoulder gently, with tears in her eyes.
The servants were all very happy when they saw this scene. Everyone was thinking that the old man is back and his wife has something to do. She will not be idle and make things difficult for us servants. Her life will be better. , our life has also improved.
Of course, these servants didn't look around for long before they were driven out by Hu's female envoy.
After hugging for a long time, the two separated.
Zhu Yi said softly: "Thank you for your hard work, madam."
"Where have you been?" Mrs. Hu cried.
"I'm lost. But it doesn't matter. At least I'm back."
"Husband, when you come back this time, please don't go out again." Mrs. Hu said to Zhu Yi in an almost pleading tone.
After Zhu Yi listened, he knew that he had learned the big secret that the sea is round, and he would definitely go to sea. At that moment, he did not dare to agree to his wife, so he could only say from another angle: "Next time I go out, I will take you with me. ."
"What about our son?"
"He has become a duke. Find him a teacher, or write a memorial to His Majesty, and go directly to the palace to study with the princes. We can just leave the equestrian skills to Tai Ninghou. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. If there is no Let’s enjoy our son, let’s not care about him, the sea is fun, I don’t move on the boat, you don’t move, that’s fine.”
Hearing this, Mrs. Hu became angry and lightly hammered Zhu Yi a few times, and then said: "You are still like this. Go and see your son. He is keeping watch for you and is kneeling."
Zhu Yi nodded and then said: "Madam, please send someone to hand over a note to the palace and inform Your Majesty about my return. After I finish chatting with my son, I will go to see Your Majesty. There are also people who are celebrating the New Year. You send me They removed the white lanterns and replaced them with big red lanterns, and then sent people immediately to the Shuntian Mansion Yamen to ask them to give us Cheng Guogong Mansion and free up a dozen places at the Lantern Festival. This year's Lantern Festival, let's have a good time. Pass"
"I can handle your majesty's memorial service, but changing lanterns and going to the Lantern Festival is not very good. No matter what, you didn't guard your father's mausoleum when you were away from home, and you didn't keep filial piety. When you came back, you were so public, I'm afraid. Some people will say that our Chengguo government does not know etiquette." Mrs. Hu said with some embarrassment.
After Zhu Yi heard this, he waved his hand and said indifferently: "My father was born in the military and fought all his life, not for his own enjoyment, but for future generations. His spirit in heaven also hopes that we will fight this year." We can have a good celebration. As for how outsiders twist their tongues, we don’t care, and we don’t need to care. I am already a county prince, so who should I be afraid of?"
"By the way, you, the king, were given the title after His Majesty thought you were dead. But now that you are alive, what should I do?"
"Don't worry, the imperial court can naturally withdraw the title after it is granted. Take me to see Duke Cheng, our Duke of Cheng, in the palace."
After listening to Zhu Yi's words, Mrs. Hu nodded, and then said: "Okay, I will take you to see your son. He misses you."
After finishing speaking, Mrs. Hu took Zhu Yi and headed towards the ancestral hall.
When the servants passing by saw it, they all stared at their old prince.
Walking in the familiar courtyard again, Zhu Yizhi was very proud.
When he arrived at the ancestral hall, Zhu Yi saw the little figure kneeling in the center. He whispered to Mrs. Hu: "Madam, you go and arrange things. I will stay alone with our Duke Cheng Guo for a while."
Before Mrs. Hu left, she still asked weakly: "Are you sure you want to go on the Lantern Festival?"
Zhu Yi smiled and nodded. After receiving the affirmation, Mr. Hu walked towards the study. Looking at his wife's back, Zhu Yi felt endless love and affection deep in his heart. After a long pause, he turned around , and saw the tiger-headed son standing at the door of the ancestral hall staring at him.
Zhu Yi asked with a smile: "Why don't you kneel down for your dad? You are lazy, right? Your dad might see it."
"Kneel down for a while and rest for a while. This is arranged by my mother. What's more, my father is dead and has already been feeding the fish. What can you see from a wooden sign?"
"Why don't you be polite when you see me? Don't you know that I am the master here, Duke Cheng of the Ming Dynasty? When giving a banquet, my Duke is sitting next to His Majesty, which is higher than the King of Han and King Ping. "
"This is what your mother taught you."
"No, this is what His Majesty taught me. His Majesty said that I am the most noble Duke of the Ming Dynasty. No one can despise me."
Hearing this, Zhu Yi was secretly moved, then smiled and shook her head, bypassed this arrogant boy, and walked directly into the ancestral hall.
He looked at the magic tablet of his Yuanhai County Prince Zhu Yi and pondered for a moment, and then looked at the magic tablet of his father Prince Pingru. He suddenly felt sad. He knelt down and kowtowed three loudly.
Hearing the sound, the little Duke Zhu Fu behind him was startled.
He hurriedly ran forward, picked up the kneeling mat, and threw it in front of Zhu Yi.
Zhu Yi looked at the young Duke with some confusion.
Zhu Fu said softly: "When you kowtow, just kowtow here. It won't hurt."
"You are afraid of pain when you kowtow to your father."
"I'm still a child, and it's natural to be afraid of pain. What's more, I heard people say that my father is a prodigal. I was raised by my mother since I was a child. I knelt for three days and I was already fine. Why, why? If I have to kowtow and lose half my life, even if my father is alive in heaven, he won't do it... Who doesn't want his son to live a good life?"
After hearing what his son said, Zhu Yi was stunned. He was indeed his own son, open-minded and smart. But as a father, a living father, why did he sound so uncomfortable?
"By the way, who are you kowtowing to?"
"Kowtow to my father."
"Who is your father?"
"My father is the Prince of Pingru County..."
"You fart, my grandfather is the King of Pingru County. How come I never knew that my grandfather had a son like you."
"Is there a possibility..."
"What's possible?"
"I am your father……………………"
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