I'm really not the carpenter emperor

Although there is no fate to meet the parents in the previous life, in this life, some comfort can be found in the children.

It was getting dark outside the hall, Mr. put down his textbooks and bowed to the three royal children.

Zhu Ciran also led his younger brother and younger sister, got up and bowed, and bid farewell to Mr.

I just listened to the gentleman bowing to his side and said: "I am very happy to see that your highnesses are diligent and studious, and you are old and old. Although etiquette cannot be discarded, etiquette is also born of love."

"Now that the master-student ceremony has been completed, there is no need to be restrained."

Only then did the three of them relax, and began to discuss in whispers.

The master came to Zhu Ciran, extended his hand and nodded his head, and said: "As the son of the royal family, you must respect your parents and take care of the weak."

Zhu Ciran quickly suppressed the smile on his face, and said solemnly: "What the teacher said is true, the students remember it."

The gentleman nodded, then turned to Zhu Shu'e and Zhu Cijiong, and said: "You must pay respect to your elder brother. Brothers depend on each other with lips and teeth, and share the flowers and branches to affirm your virtue."

Zhu Shu'e and Zhu Cijiong were obviously not as sensible as their elder brother. They looked at each other, stood up reluctantly, bowed and said:

"Follow the teacher's instructions."

This is what the two of them had heard from Zhu Ciran a long time ago. No matter what the teacher said in Maoqin Hall, they could always use this ready-made sentence to answer.

After all, the husband didn't know about this, so he was quite happy. He stroked his beard, turned around and left, feeling that today was a fulfilling day.

Unexpectedly, before he stepped out, Zhu Cijiong, who was the youngest among the three, muttered in a low voice:

"What do you mean, do you two understand?"

Chapter 753 Good, You Little Rabbit

The old man's speech was obscure, which was quite normal.

Zhu Shu'e is a girl and has no interest in this.

Even if the queen of the royal family gets married in the future, she will not need to use the female ring and female training. She should be taught, as long as she knows the basic royal etiquette.

As for Zhu Cijiong, he is neither the eldest son like his elder brother Zhu Ciran, nor the concubine of Concubine Yu.

Including Zhu Youxiao and Zhang Yan, none of them had any hopes for the second prince, let alone he is only four years old this year, what can he know...

All in all, Zhu Shu'e didn't listen at all, and she wasn't interested in listening to it. Her future was to find a good son-in-law to marry and enjoy a happy life. She was the most carefree of the three.

Zhu Cijiong, on the other hand, was so confused that he didn't know what the class was about.

As the son of the royal family, Zhu Ciran carried the future of the entire Ming Dynasty, and received more education than the other two.

I learned to write in the morning, learned the precepts of my ancestors in the afternoon, and recited classics in the afternoon. In the evening, I had to go to class with my younger siblings.

After another two years, at the age of nine, it is time to learn some basic political knowledge to lay the foundation for the future.

But even so, Zhu Ciran is only seven years old after all, seeing his husband walking away, he immediately relaxed, turned his head and said with a ghostly smile:

"You two idiots, sir is warning you not to be petty thieves in the future."

"Little thief?" Zhu Cijiong muttered, and quickly understood his brother's insinuation, and glared angrily, "Brother, you are a little thief if you refuse to cut your hair."

Zhu Ciran was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly stepped forward to cover his mouth, and said, "When will I stop cutting my hair, don't talk nonsense."

"You're still quibbling. My sister told me that every month when your husband cuts your hair, if your father and queen mother are not present, you will run away."

When Zhu Cijiong talked about his brother's embarrassing incident, his eyebrows were beaming, "Sister said, the last time you cut your hair, you asked Mrs. Xu to feed you candy."

Zhu Ciran blushed immediately, looked at Zhu Shu'e, the eldest daughter of the emperor who was covering her mouth and giggling, and stomped and cursed:

"Sister, why do you keep talking outside?"

Zhu Shu'e's face was filled with grievances, "Oh, I said that casually, who wants to be heard by him, I didn't tell him on purpose."

Zhu Ciran didn't believe this, the anger on his face still didn't dissipate, he turned around and left:

"I do not believe!"

"You make small reports, I won't play with you anymore!"

Several young eunuchs and maids around looked at the children fighting in the Maoqin Hall, and suddenly broke up for some unknown reason.

At this time, the female officer Xu Shi came over and said with a soft smile: "Let's go, there is a big happy event today, the concubine held a family banquet in the Palace of Compassion, and the Empress asked me to call you."

Behind Xu was a small group of palace servants, who stood quietly with rinsing bowls, towels and handkerchiefs.

Although Zhu Ciran was still angry in his heart, he knew that the etiquette and justice in the palace were so strict and complicated that they could be overcome without a moment's anger.

Seeing Yuanzi being served among the palace people, Zhu Shu'e felt a little embarrassed in her heart, but she really said it herself.

And, more than once...

After Zhu Ciran finished washing, she quietly stepped forward and persuaded: "Brother, in fact, the matter of your haircut..."

Unexpectedly, Zhu Ciran seemed to have completely forgotten about that incident during the time of washing up, and raised his head and asked, "What about the haircut?"

"Brother doesn't bother me anymore?" Zhu Shu'e couldn't believe it.

Zhu Ciran looked indifferent, and said: "Why are you bothered, you are my sister!" He winked, "Just don't talk about my brother's affairs in the future, my brother is the prince of the royal family, so I have to face."

Zhu Shu'e chuckled, took his arm, and said, "Good brother! Let's go to the Palace of Compassion and Ning to see the father and the queen!"

Seeing the two of them reconcile suddenly, Zhu Cijiong was at a loss for a while, and didn't know whether to follow.

After walking a few steps, Zhu Ciran suddenly turned his head, pouted and said:

"Silly brother, come here soon."

Hearing this, Zhu Cijiong immediately followed happily.

When they arrived at the Compassionate Ning Palace, it was very lively here.

Zhu Cijiong grabbed a good seat, raised his eyes and saw the royal dish, his favorite dish of spicy rabbit shreds, smirked, and added a large chopsticks of rabbit meat to the bowl.

Zhu Youjiao was talking and laughing with Zhang Yan, Concubine Yu, Concubine Chun, Concubine Chun were also seated beside, even the Mongolian imperial concubine sat quietly.

Zhu Youxiao saw that this kid actually relied on himself as a child and had no royal etiquette, so he had to be taught a lesson.

Before she could react, Concubine Liu said:

"The emperor is not allowed to scold him."

Zhang Yan glanced this way, winking again and again, Concubine Yu Tong Jing'er also hurried forward, hugged Zhu Cijiong, and hurriedly made amends.

Seeing the Queen's eyes, Zhu Youxiao also cared about Concubine Liu's dignity, so he gave up and kept silent.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Cijiong, a four-year-old kid, was even more excited when he found out that there was a concubine protecting him, and he refused to ask for money to withdraw.

He broke free from Tong Jing'er's arms, stretched out his chopsticks, put a piece of rabbit meat from Zhu Youxiao's bowl into his own bowl, and ate it with his head raised in front of his face.

Noticing that there was no piece of meat in the bowl, Zhu Youxiao raised his head to look at him, and then saw Concubine Liu who was picking up rabbit meat for him, he paused, but he couldn't say anything harsh.

All the concubines saw that the emperor opened his lips, trembling his lips, suffocating with anger, and finally just read four silent words:

"Little, rabbit, cub, son!"

After saying that, Zhu Youxiao closed his eyes, his two long eyelashes trembling.

Zhu Shu'e was a little bit sorry, and elbowed Zhu Cijiong, who was acting like a baby in Concubine Liu's arms, and whispered:

"Look at you making your father angry."

Zhu Cijiong snorted proudly, opened his mouth and continued to eat the rabbit shreds that Concubine Liu brought, thinking that he had the upper hand.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Youxiao opened his eyes and looked at him like this, and suddenly smiled on his face that seemed to be gnashing his teeth in anger a moment ago.

With this smile, Zhang Yan also covered her mouth and smiled.

Afterwards, Yu Concubine Tong Jing'er, Liang Concubine Wang's, and Pure Concubine Duan's also all laughed, and the rest of the palace people couldn't hold back their belly laughs.

Everyone laughed, but Zhu Cijiong was terrified, and hid in Concubine Liu's arms, tears came into their eyes, and they even started to cry.

Unexpectedly, when he cried, even Zhu Ciran couldn't help it, stepped forward and said: "Good brother, you're so good, why are you crying?"

Zhu Cijiong rubbed his eyes, and acted like a baby to Concubine Liu: "Brother, my father is cruel to me!"

"Okay, you little bastard, did you sue Yuanzi?" Zhu Youxiao really couldn't hold back, and spoke.

After saying this, Wang Chaofu and the female officer Xu who were standing outside the door also laughed, and the entire Compassionate Ning Palace was filled with joy.

……

This royal dinner was a rare moment for Zhu Youxiao to get together, so naturally he would not get angry with a four-year-old child.

The royal family's two sons and one daughter are both quiet by nature, but this kid is the most naughty!

Concubine Liu, on the other hand, is really a relative from the next generation, and she dotes on this kid too much.

After the dinner, Zhu Youxiao returned to Kunning Palace, did nothing, put his arms around Zhang Yan, and had a good and relaxing sleep.

Early the next morning, Wang Chaofu said respectfully:

"My lord, all the chiefs of the southern and northern tribes have arrived, and there is also a man who said that he must personally apologize to the emperor."

Chapter 754 "The Great Emperor" Zhu Youxiao

"My ministers congratulate the Emperor of Ming Dynasty on his longevity!"

Listening to the mountain calls of the chiefs of dozens of major tribes in Monan and Mobei, Zhu Youxiao sat in the Xinuang Pavilion, wearing a crown. After they all bowed three times, he smiled and said:

"I'm only in my twenties this year. Is it too early to say such things as longevity?"

Everyone heard the words and discussed a few times, and Fuyu Wang Zaisai said again: "Your Majesty is more than [-] years old, and his achievements are higher than those of us. It really makes Xiao Wang feel ashamed!"

"That's right, Daming's great victory in the northern border, defeating Horqin, can be regarded as a slap in the face for our ministries!" Duoyan Wang Yongxiebu said.

Zhu Youxiao looked over and said:

"The Duoyan tribe fought with Daming when they became ancestors, and it's still the same in this apocalypse. I'm very relieved."

Feeling the attention of the lords of the surrounding ministries, Yong Xiebu felt happy, and said quickly:

"Being able to serve the Emperor of Ming Dynasty is the blessing of my whole family, Duoyan. Following Daming, we will not be bullied by the Russian barbarians in the north."

"Tell me, is this the truth?"

When everyone heard the words, they all agreed.

This is not the first time that Zhu Youxiao has heard news about Tsarist Russia in this world. He frowned and thought for a while, thinking, this Tsarist Russia should have just been established at this time.

But Zhu Youxiao couldn't remember exactly who the tsar was.

In fact, Zhu Youxiao remembered more or less the same.

In 1613, that is, 13 years ago, the All-Russian Gentry Congress elected Mikhail to become the current Tsar of the Russian Empire, and was able to get rid of the three-year vacancy period.

And Mikhail was the founder of the Romanov dynasty that ruled the Far East for more than three hundred years.

Interestingly, the founding kings of the Ming Dynasty in the true sense were all civil and martial arts, but the tsar was able to become a great treasure not because of literary and martial arts, but the result of the election of the All-Russian General Assembly of Gentlemen.

At that time, the Tsarist Russian Empire was going through a three-year vacancy period, the state government was chaotic, there was no master everywhere, and a real ruler was urgently needed.

As a result, Mikhail, a 16-year-old boy from the Romanov family, became the darling of the times.

In fact, Mikhail never thought of doing such a big thing. His becoming the Tsar was the result of more accidental factors than inevitable factors.

Unlike the Apocalypse Emperor Zhu Youxiao who succeeded to the throne at the age of 16, the current Tsar Mikhail was forced to be the Tsar by others.

Because of this, Mikhail had no interest in being Tsar.

Although the Romanov dynasty was established in his hands in name, it did not usher in the glorious era that it should have had when it was founded. Instead, it entered a six-year period of chaos.

It was not until Mikhail's father, Patriarch Filaret, was released by Poland that this period of great chaos ended seven years ago.

Generally, emperors are unwilling to welcome back the old emperor with higher prestige than themselves, but Mikhail is just the opposite.

As soon as Filaretley returned to Russia, Tsar Mikhail immediately issued an edict stipulating that the Patriarch Filaret should enjoy the same treatment as the Tsar.

This also shows that the order of the patriarch Filaret is now equivalent to the tsar's edict, and the patriarch has become the de facto emperor.

Since then, until the current six years of the Apocalypse, Tsar Mikhail gradually delegated power, and Patriarch Filaret gradually took control of the real power, and his iron fist methods were brutal.

As soon as Filaret changed Mukhail's gentle policy towards the great aristocratic forces and took control of the military power, he launched a series of major incidents, forcing the great Moscow nobles out of the decision-making circle.

It was at this time that Russia actually ended the era of chaos that began after Ivan the Terrible and ushered in a golden age.

Feratelli is not only extremely tough in dealing with the power of the domestic aristocrats, but also actively expands externally, constantly conquering and annexing surrounding duchies and tribes.

The strange thing is that the father and son of Tsar Mikhail and Patriarch Fiatley did not have any conflicts, and they seem to have reached a tacit understanding to some extent.