Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 882 Teaching
Although Sun Shirui sorted it out, the queen was still uneasy.

However, she can be considered to have given up on the thoughts of her youngest son, Ji Fufan.

According to common sense, after being a queen for more than ten years, she is already in the position and nourishes her spirit, but if you care about it, you will be chaotic. Who is not nervous about the crown prince?
"These words, God knows, Earth knows, you know and I know, must not spread."

Sun Shirui said in a deep voice, his eyes burst out with gravity and sternness: "Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous."

Several people nodded one after another, and then relaxed their heartstrings, and began to chat about homework.

Sun Shining is now twenty years old, but the marriage was agreed in advance, she is Zhu Meng's daughter-in-law, after waiting for two years, she will be sixteen this year.

However, it's worth it.

Sun Shining laughed and said: "Mr. Xuan Guo fell in love with this daughter, and she is born again, so he prepared a dowry of 68 liters, ten shops, ten hectares of fertile land, and a water mill. It can be said that it has paid for it."

Sun Xueniang nodded slightly: "Granges in Gyeonggi are rare. Although they are only ten hectares, they are worth more than ten thousand yuan. Especially with the addition of a water mill, your little days are quite comfortable."

"Brother, what about our dowry?"

Sun Shining laughed and said: "Although we are not thick, we did try our best to gather together. A hundred pieces of colored silk, 100 taels of gold, 3000 yuan of silver, plus some horses and gold utensils, the difference is almost the same."

Sun Shining sighed, "It's more than that?"

"My brother also prepared a three-entry house for me. Why is it so big? It will cost a lot of money."

"I have to add some too." The queen waved her hand and said, "I have accumulated some over the years, so I will add ten Ruyi jade handles and three red corals three feet high."

"Other jewelry and porcelain in the palace will not be rewarded to you, and they can't be used. They are just placed on display and are wasted."

"I'll share another house with you!"

"Ma'am, I already have a house." Sun Shining hurriedly said, "Enough is enough, I won't be able to live in any more."

"Alright." Sun Xueniang smiled lightly, "After you get promoted, His Majesty will reward you."

Compared with Zhu Jing and others, Sun Shining was younger and did not receive the treatment of Conglong, and now he only holds the title of Jinyiwei Qianhu.

"Mother, I'm getting married soon, when will I go to war?"

Regardless of his image, Sun Shining said proudly, "I'm almost twenty, and Brother Thirteen was a military officer of the sixth rank at that time."

"Not in a hurry." Sun Xueniang shook her head slightly, the phoenix hairpin on her head swayed, exuding bright colors: "Once you have children, meritorious deeds and so on, it will come naturally."

In this regard, Sun Shining felt helpless.

"Wait for me to retreat, you can go..."

As the eldest brother, Sun Shirui spoke.

"Brother, you are not yet fifty, why did you retreat?"

Although Sun Shirui inherited the title of Daizhou Bo (it was changed later, don't get entangled), his official position has been continuously rising, from a former student of politics to an inspector.

But now it's over, and there's no way to go up.

"If you enjoy the earl, you have to retire if you don't."

Sun Shirui said indifferently: "If it wasn't for His Majesty's grace, I would have been overwhelmed by the impeachment of the Procuratorate."

"It's fine to retire." Sun Xueniang said nonchalantly, "Brother is getting old, why don't you retire and enjoy the blessings."

"At that time, little brother, you will be the pillar of the family."

At noon, the crown prince, grandson damselfly and others gathered in Kunning Palace to enjoy the family banquet together.

After eating half of it, unexpectedly, the emperor also came over, and the atmosphere was very different for a while.

During the banquet, the emperor jokingly explained about Fu Fan’s succession: "It is said that the sacrifice of the country is not extinct. Now that it has been 300 years since the Ming Dynasty, it is considered that I am of the same ancestor as me. How can we let him be extinct?
Fufan is regarded as the successor of Yantong, so naturally Fufan cannot be broken. "

"However, the order of the emperor has changed. Although my son was adopted by Fu Fan, he naturally cannot enjoy the right to succeed to the throne."

"To some extent, it can be regarded as two families."

The emperor himself admitted that this made everyone feel a lot easier, and the empress even smiled sincerely.

At night, the prince returned to the East Palace.

"Today, what did my uncles and the queen talk about?"

Closing his eyes and resting his mind, enjoying the maid's massage, Zhu Cunqu said softly.

At this time, an eunuch cautiously stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Although the door is open, there are people guarding it, so it's hard to hear."

"First the princess found the queen, and then the two uncles..."

The uncle of the country here is naturally a respectful title. In fact, it is in this way to flatter the status of the prince. He must ascend the throne, and the uncle of the country is nothing more than a matter of time.

"But as expected, it should be about Fu Fan's succession. After a few people chatted for half an hour, the queen became more cheerful."

"Fu Fan——" Zhu Cunqu showed a contemptuous smile: "Being adopted by Fu Fan is no less than going out of the ancestral temple. What is the future of such a prince?"

"The queen really cares about it and makes a fuss."

"It's still the prince who can see clearly..."

After talking in detail about the big and small things that happened in the palace that day, Zhu Cunqu completely relaxed after about a quarter:
"Take a bath, it's time to rest."

Soon, the entire East Palace fell into a quiet melody, and no one dared to disturb the prince's sleeping.

Although he lived in the East Palace not long ago, Zhu Cunqu maintained the necessary control over the entire East Palace, even though the officials in the main positions were appointed and dismissed by the emperor and empress.

Investing in the future is something that is beneficial but not costly, and everyone is willing to try it.

Time flies, the sun and the moon are flying, and soon another busy year will pass.

In autumn, when the autumn tax was put into the treasury and the sky was clear, a big earthquake occurred in the entire imperial court:

Zhao Shu, who has been the chief assistant for thirteen years, the Duke of Bing, and is known as the first civil servant in the founding of the country, officially wrote a letter to become an official.

Obviously, this feels very wrong.

After all, Zhao Shu is only in his early [-]s, while the assistant Wang Yingxiong is already over [-], he is full of energy now, why did Zhao Shu retire?

For a time, rumors were flying everywhere.

Some said that Zhao Shu was seriously ill and unable to manage.

Its biggest proof is that it has been delegating power in the past two years and cultivating future generations.

And some said that the emperor was afraid of the heroes, and Zhao Shu stepped down. The biggest example is that the crown prince was named King of Wu.

What he said had a nose and an eye, and it was very clear how Zhao Shu argued hard and how the emperor got angry.

In this regard, the emperor personally visited the Duke's Mansion to express condolences to Zhao Shu, breaking the rumors.

Facing the emperor's sincere resignation, Zhao Shu sighed in front of all the ministers:

"If I don't want to, I really have to do it for you."

"Having been in the cabinet for more than ten years, he is already sixty years old, his temples are graying, his teeth are now loose, and his energy is not as good as before, even worse than that of an old farmer in the countryside."

"With such a crippled body, why do you fall in love with the stack?"

The emperor naturally stayed in office again and again, and his words were full of reluctance.

However, Zhao Shu has made up his mind to go, and he will definitely not be tempted.

After more than an hour, the emperor left.

The next day, Zhao Shu continued to write.

As a rule not allowed.

Three days later, Zhao Shu continued to write.

After several days of delay, the emperor had to agree.

Afterwards, the corresponding rewards were sealed.

First of all, Zhao Shu was added as a first-class official, and he was specially promoted to Doctor Guanglu. In front of him, there was only Specially promoted Doctor Ronglu, who basically belonged to the top civil servants.

l The rest can only be given away after death.

In addition, posthumously donating to his father and mother, and other official positions need not be mentioned, and his wife can be named Zheng Yipin Gao Ming's wife.

Both his son and daughter-in-law are bestowed with blessings.

It can be said that one person attains the Tao, and the chicken and the dog ascend to heaven.

This is why in the feudal era, even women were patriarchal.

When a woman is unable to pursue an official career, by giving birth to a son with literary talent, she can also get a reward rank.

For Zhao Shu, as a heavy reward, there is nothing more than the emperor conferring him the title of Grand Tutor.

That is to say, he has officially become the emperor's teacher from the teacher of the East Palace, and it can be said that he has made great strides forward.

Under such circumstances, how could he not be satisfied?
With a heart full of rewards, at the beginning of September, when the weather was about to turn cold, he embarked on his return journey.

If according to the emperor's wishes, it would be too tiring to rush back to Shanxi in the cold winter. It would be better to stay in Beijing for the winter and leave in spring.

It's a pity that Zhao Shu was determined and chose to leave without hesitation.

At the time of farewell, the prince came in person.

Hundreds of civil and military officials stayed in front of the pavilion, coupled with a large number of servants and carriages, the entire official road was tightly blocked.

Under the clear sky and dusty sky, the hurrying horse couldn't help snorting.

After taking off the official robe, Zhao Shu seemed to be ten years older all of a sudden, the wrinkles on his face could not be stopped, the dark bags under his eyes drooped, and he was dressed in civilian clothes, just like an ordinary farmer.

In front of the pavilion, Zhao Shu looked at the prince carefully, and saw that he was wearing a boa robe, his face was immature, but his eyes were bright, his facial features were correct, and his skin was fair like a woman's.

No matter what happens, he can't stop the aristocratic air in his body.

If you see someone you don't know, you will sigh someone's noble son.

"Is the prince almost fourteen?"

After staring at it for a long time, Zhao Shu smiled.

"After the new year, you will be fourteen." Zhu Cunqu replied cautiously.

The dialogue at this time gave him no less pressure than the emperor.

"After saying goodbye today, the old man will no longer return to Beijing. I will stay with my parents forever and live in a hut, which can be regarded as making up for some of my unfilial piety over the years..."

"I don't know if there are many weeds in front of the grave..."

Zhao Shu expressed his feelings.

"Loyalty and filial piety have been difficult since ancient times. Mr. remembers the people of the world, and assists the father and emperor to restore the Ming Dynasty. Why is this not great filial piety?"

Zhu Cunqu's crisp voice sounded, it seemed to be a little hoarse, and he was in the stage of changing his voice, and he could speak loudly.

Hearing this, Zhao Shu smiled slightly, and walked towards the pavilion without saying a word.

A few birds were startled by it, leaving behind only a few lumps of bird droppings.

Zhao Shuhun didn't care, sat down directly, and then pointed to the stone chair opposite: "Prince, please sit down."

Zhu Cunqu didn't dare to be negligent, and sat down quickly, not caring about his dirty work.

"In the 16th year of Chongzhen, there was a great epidemic in Xi'an Prefecture, and everyone in Shaanxi panicked. The rich and wealthy fled to the countryside. The King of Qin even locked the palace gates and became a whole.

The emperor realized what was going on, regardless of their safety, he sacrificed his life to take in the people of the whole government, thus reducing the epidemic and letting Governor Sun breathe a sigh of relief..."

"When it came to Luoyang Jianguo, when I looked back suddenly, I realized that in just a few years, the wings have gradually grown, and the throne is at your fingertips..."

"Now, Shaowu has been in power for thirteen years, the ancestral temple has been restored, and the people have lived in peace for more than ten years. Although the emperor has a bit of admiration on weekdays, it's just a small festival."

Listening to Zhao Shu repeating his father's great achievements, Zhu Cunqu listened with gusto.

From the perspective of different people, the taste is naturally different.

"Prince—"

Suddenly, Zhao Shu woke up from his memory, turned his head, and looked at him.

Zhu Cunqu nodded hurriedly: "Yes."

"As the grand master of the East Palace, the old minister has never taught you a day of knowledge. Before leaving today, I have a word. You should listen carefully."

"Nowadays, although the people say that the emperor is very happy, they don't know that the imperial court has used troops year after year, but the treasury has never been empty, but has accumulated more and more."

"The folk population has not decreased but increased, and it has become more and more prosperous."

Zhao Shu said unhurriedly: "Others don't know, you must understand, the government is stable, and now you have made great achievements. Don't listen to other people's words and cause great disaster."

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Cunqu was shocked: "I understand."

"It's common sense for a son not to speak of his father's faults. The prince should know this. The old minister is just repeating the same old tune."

"However, the prince is familiar with history books, so he should know another thing."

Suddenly, Zhao Shu's voice lowered, and if he didn't listen carefully, he didn't even understand clearly.

Zhu Cunqu knew the important point was coming, so he leaned over to listen.

"Using history as a mirror, we can know the rise and fall."

Zhao Shu said in a low voice: "But in the same way, since ancient times, no matter who ascended the throne, they will be very different. The royal family has no father and son, only monarchs and ministers."

"Today's Prime Minister, Ming Jun, can only be compared with Taizu."

"However, today is different from Taizu, and you are also different from Prince Yiwen."

……

Outside the pavilion, the dense crowd saw the prince listening to his disciples, and looked at Zhao Shu with envy.

This is the sincerity of the two generations of emperors!

Since ancient times, where has it existed?
Two quarters of an hour flew by.

In the pavilion, the prince raised his wine glass and respectfully drank it full.

Zhao Shu's face was full of relief, and he also drank it.

Another chatter, that's all.

Outside the long pavilion, by the side of the official road, the grass is in the sky, the autumn wind is getting stronger, the cows and horses are neighing, and the dust fills the air, exuding a different smell, as if they want people to remember this moment.

Standing on the horse's back, Zhu Cunqu watched him go, reluctant to let go for a long time, even though the carriage had disappeared.

"My lord, the carriage is far away." The eunuch who was waiting on the side couldn't help adding some clothes to him: "It's getting cold, it's getting late, and the gate of the palace is about to close."

"Yeah, it's getting late."

Zhu Cunqu sighed.

He raised his eyes and looked around, and they came to see off King Qin, King Qi, etc., and they had already returned to the city, obviously they would not wait for him, the crown prince.

As for the nearby civil and military officials, they all kept their distance from the prince and did not dare to negotiate lightly.

After all, only the ministers of the Eastern Palace are justifiable. How do you make the emperor think of openly contacting the crown prince in such a public place?
He is young, so you take refuge in fawning?
"Let's go back!"

After hugging the cloak, Zhu Cunqu got into the carriage.

His body swayed slightly, he closed his eyes and meditated, and refused the service of the maids.

At this time, in his mind, Zhao Shu's western words lingered in his ears:
Since ancient times, a wise ruler must be arbitrary and hate those who seize power.

Prince, be careful!

(End of this chapter)