admiration

"What will I accomplish for you?" Emperor Hongzhi was a little angry, "The prince's treason is an unforgivable crime. If the previous generation is involved, it will drive Ming'er to a dead end. Such a disaster for future generations, how will I face it in a hundred years? Ancestors?"

Mo Yanchi was controlled by hatred, he raised his head and looked straight at Emperor Hongzhi without saying a word.

Emperor Hongzhi lost his temper, and he didn't want to indulge Mo Yanchi, so he let him watch and called Eunuch Li to come in and drive people away.

Eunuch Li was guarding the door, not knowing what was going on in the conversation, but Emperor Hongzhi and Mo Yanchi had obvious anger on their faces, Xiao Zhijin also looked gloomy, he didn't dare to look any further, and said to Mo Yanchi: "Your Highness, Xiao Please, my lord."

"Father..."

"Go down!" When Emperor Hongzhi clapped the dragon case, Eunuch Li couldn't help shaking, and subconsciously looked at Xiao Zhijin.

Xiao Zhi did not receive Eunuch Li's eyes asking for help, but he still stretched out his hand to grab Mo Yichi's sleeve, and shook his head slightly when he turned his head away.

Fortunately, Mo Yanchi still listened to him, closed his eyes slowly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I will take my leave."

Eunuch Li heaved a sigh of relief, and sent the man out. When he came back, Emperor Hongzhi was standing by the window, looking thoughtfully at Mo Yan's retreating figure.

He didn't want to disturb Emperor Hongzhi, so he took two steps back lightly, intending to leave, but Emperor Hongzhi heard the footsteps and sighed: "Chi'er has become so unpredictable, I don't know if I did something wrong?"

"Your Majesty..." Eunuch Li was not present, so he didn't dare to speak indiscriminately, so he could only persuade Emperor Hongzhi to be at ease.

In the distance, Mo Yanchi was dejected, holding onto the corner of Xiao Zhijin's clothes as he walked, as if he had said something, Xiao Zhijuan took a step and hugged him, looking like brothers and friends, very harmonious.

Emperor Hongzhi's right eye twitched, "After a hundred years, how will I explain to the queen?"

"Your Majesty, His Majesty is still young, it is inevitable that he will do wrong things, you have to take care."

Emperor Hongzhi sighed, "I'm fine, let's go down."

Xu Shi had too high demands on Mo Yichi, not only required him to be independent and learn how to govern the country, but also required him to be upright and not to harm others, which led to the current situation.

Emperor Hongzhi was at a loss, and sat back on the dragon chair, looking at the piles of memorials, unable to start.

Besides, Xiao Zhijin and Mo Yanchi, the two left the palace and did not go directly back to Zhuangyuan Mansion, but instead went to a remote temple in the capital.

The Buddhist incense is lingering, the popularity is rare, peaceful and quiet, smelling the light sandalwood fragrance, the heart that has been restless for a day finally calms down.

The two knelt in front of the Buddha in a daze. The young monk on the side looked at their clothes and knew that they were either rich or expensive, but they didn't go up to flatter them and continued to read Buddhist scriptures.

Hearing the low sound of chanting sutras, Xiao Zhijuan unconsciously began to chant along, the little monk recited so fast that he followed up without missing a single word.Mo Yanchi was a little surprised, and couldn't help but ask in his ear, "How do you know how to recite scriptures?"

Xiao Zhijin chuckled and said, "I can do anything."

Mo Yan gave him a blank look, did not continue to ask questions, and listened carefully to Xiao Zhijin's recitation of Buddhist scriptures.

The little monk stopped after reading for a while, Mo Yanchi was a little surprised, turned his head to look over, and found the abbot standing beside the little monk, beckoning him to stop.

The abbot had once entered the palace to pray for blessings, recognized Mo Yanchi, and saluted with a smile: "The poor monk has seen His Highness."

Mo Yanchi stood up, "Master, there is no need to be polite."

"The prince came to this temple to make the temple flourish. I wonder if your highness has any instructions?"

This temple is secluded, but the abbot is highly respected and well-known in the palace. He has met countless dignitaries and dignitaries. Now facing Mo Yachi, he is not afraid, and he speaks neither humble nor overbearing, which is convincing.

"This king is just paying homage, the mage can go on his own." Mo Yanchi said.

"Aren't you going to ask for a lottery?" Xiao Zhijin asked.

Mo Yanchi shook his head and said, "Ask for lottery and hexagrams come and go, but those few results, good or bad, will affect the mood in the future, so simply don't count, and live a frank and comfortable life without knowing."

The abbot was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, and praised: "Your Highness sees it, the poor monk sighs."

The two came to worship on a whim, and they didn't want to be disturbed. The abbot was clear in his heart, and after a few words, he left with an excuse. There were not many people here, but according to the abbot's order, the entire hall was empty, only two people were left.

No one bothered, it was really good, Mo Yanchi was a little greedy for the peace here, and after burning a few sticks of incense, he heard the bell of the temple, and then reluctantly got up to leave.

The little monk outside the door waited for a long time, and when he saw someone coming out, he offered what he had in his hand, and said, "You two noblemen, this is the amulet for the protection of the temple. The abbot said that the nobleman does not count as destiny, so you can ask for the talisman to keep you safe."

Mo Yanchi smiled, and took the two kits from the little monk's hands. The temple is too small to make fine things, but he was very happy to hold it in his hands.

"Thank you, Mage, for the gift."

The little monk bent down to salute, and said again: "Master has important matters to deal with, and I can't send you off. I hope Your Highness will forgive me."

"It's nothing." Mo Yanchi waved his hand and was about to leave as he said, when he heard a bird chirping in the distance, he turned his head and saw that it was a swan goose migrating south.

Winter is coming.

With the great help of Qin Tianjian, the auspicious day for the canonization of the prince was quickly fixed, it was the fourteenth of next month, and now it is the eleventh, so the time was very short.

Emperor Hongzhi didn't want to be so quick, and ordered Qin Tianjian to choose another good day. He didn't want Jianzheng to enter the palace the next day after receiving the order, and said that the [-]th day was the best auspicious day in the past few years. Not as good as that day.

Although it was a change that was not too late, Emperor Hongzhi still cherished him in his heart, and summoned the Minister of Rites to the palace, and discussed with the three Qin Tianjian the regulations for the canonization of the crown prince.

Countless people were watching this incident, even though the palace people were screened out at that time, the conversation between the three was spread out of the palace after a short time.

After Xiao Zhijin received the news, he sneered again and again. Mo Yanchi just came in from the outside, he was a little confused, and before he approached, Xiao Zhijin pulled him over and pressed him on the table, unable to move.

The servants outside the door were picked by Xiao Zhijin, who already knew about the two of them, in order to prevent Xiao's father and Xiao mother from bumping into him, they closed the door lightly and waited at the door.

Xiao Zhijin still had a cold expression on his face, he leaned close to Mo Yanchi's neck, and bit hard, the pain made Mo Yanchi hiss, and said angrily, "What are you going crazy about?"

"You are mine." Xiao Zhijin looked up at him, the corner of his mouth was bloodshot, he bit Mo Yanchi.

Mo Yanchi was confused, and wanted to kick him away under the pain, but seeing the uneasiness in Xiao Zhi's eyes, he endured it and relaxed his body, hugged him, and asked: "What's wrong? "

Xiao Zhijin hugged him into his arms, and while kissing the wound on his neck, told the story of the palace.Emperor Hongzhi was worried that Mo Yanchi would really lose his sleeve, so he asked the minister of the Ministry of Rites to find a few girls of the appropriate age from the official family, and hand over the horoscope of time and time to the Qin Tianjian. Lord East Palace.

Mo Yanchi was numb from his kiss, and turned his head to avoid it. Hearing what he said, he couldn't help laughing in a low voice, and said, "It turns out that the jar of vinegar was overturned."

"Well, I've turned over several jars." Xiao Zhijin kissed more and more, and finally landed on Mo Yanchi's lips, and did not leave for a long time.

Mo Yanchi responded, he wanted to comfort him, but his mouth was blocked and he couldn't speak a word, so he had to concentrate on letting Xiao Zhi take care of him.

The matter of the princess is not difficult to deal with, but when Xiao Zhijin thought that he would end up with three thousand beauties in the harem, he became very depressed, wishing to kill all the women of the right age in Beijing, so as to prevent future troubles forever.

Mo Yichi patted Xiao Zhijin's back, and was intimate with him, originally to comfort him, but it gradually changed, when Xiao Zhijin's hand reached into his shirt, he suddenly came to his senses, seized him and tried to do something wrong. hand, panting: "What are you going to do?"

"What do you think, Your Highness?" Xiao Zhijin didn't exert any force, licking the wound on his neck, patiently waiting for Mo Yichi's next move.

"Ben...how does this king know?" Mo Yanchi was a little nervous, shaking his hands, he could hardly catch Xiao Zhijin.

Xiao Zhijin said aggrievedly: "Your Highness is going to marry a princess, how could you not know?" As he said that, the other hand slowly slid down, the meaning was very obvious.

After communicating with each other, Mo Yichi had secretly poked to know about the broken sleeve. He was teased by Xiao Zhijin, and he couldn't help but think of the scene in the script. hands, acquiescing to Xiao Zhijin's presumptuousness.

He is also a man, he is not much calmer than Xiao Zhijin at this time, his heart beats fast, he just wants to get closer to him, closer.

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Emperor Hongzhi had made up his mind to appoint Mo Yanchi as the heir apparent, which caused the eldest prince's party to lose ground. For several days in a row, they all rushed to the eldest prince's mansion in the dark to discuss how to pull him down.But as the person involved, Zhu Qiming was extremely indifferent, listening to their discussion without saying a word.

Within two days, Imperial Concubine Jing got the news and summoned Zhu Qiming into the palace.

Zhu Qiming still had a little resentment towards Concubine Jing, he often entered the palace with reluctance, after receiving the oral order, he dawdled for a long time, and then entered the palace in a carriage, and when he arrived in the palace, Concubine Jing had even eaten her lunch , holding a whip and sitting on the chaise longue, looking at him coldly.

"Mother..."

"Kneel down!" Concubine Jing said coldly, and with the support of the maid, she slowly got up, "Didn't I tell you to listen to Mr. Yin? Now you are ignoring him."

Zhu Qiming stood up straight, with frosty brows, and asked back: "My son is the prince, why do you listen to what he says? Just because he is disrespectful to my son, my son can kill him."

"How dare you! Now that the wings are hardened, even I don't care about it anymore, do you?"

When Concubine Jing received Dai Yan's letter, she almost swallowed Zhu Qiming alive.Zhu Qiming has a high position and authority, and is the eldest son. He has a prominent status in the court and plays a pivotal role. For Dai Yan, he is a rare chess piece, but now the chess piece has turned against the water, almost driving him out of the prince's mansion, and making Dai Yan lose everything lost face.

She knows Dai Yan very well, and in the future things will come true, he will never allow a prince with the blood of the Min Dynasty royal family to survive, but if he is willing to be used, maybe he can get a chance.To her surprise, Zhu Qiming even cut off this thread of life.

The more Concubine Jing thought about it, the more angry she became, she swung the whip in her hand and slammed it at Zhu Qiming, hitting him, causing him to shudder with pain.

Zhu Qiming gritted his teeth to keep himself from making a sound, but still stood upright.