The identity of the direct son - Xu I's prosperous world

Brother Heng didn't go into the palace again, and learned from Mr. Ji that the little emperor developed a low-grade fever that night. The imperial doctor rushed to the Qilin Hall to give him medicine, but the little emperor didn't agree. Instead, he was furious. They all have a well-behaved and submissive appearance, but this time they have a very bad temper.

The imperial doctor couldn't get close to him at all. Most people in the harem couldn't sleep since the emperor had a low fever, and the queen mother couldn't sleep even more.

Because of smallpox, there will be a fever at the beginning.

No one could not suspect that the emperor was infected with smallpox.

Because of this, the former dynasty was very uneasy. Many ministers must have contacted with the vassal kings outside, thinking that if something happened to the little emperor, he would welcome the heir of the vassal prince to Beijing to succeed him.

Brother Heng couldn't really feel the turmoil in the court and the palace. After all, Mr. Ji didn't have much to say to him, and he couldn't go out every day, so he stayed at home.

The emperor had a low-grade fever for three or four days, and after his body cleared up a little, he was completely cured, and there was no acne at all.

At the very beginning, the Imperial Hospital still had their own minds and trembled, and slowly observed the emperor. After more than ten days, the emperor still had no problems, and the harem settled down again.

The fifth year of Zhaoyuan was spent under the threat of smallpox and people's fear and trembling.

Mr. Ji held Brother Heng's method of inoculating smallpox with vaccinia in his hand, but he did not give this method to the Tai Hospital, nor did he tell it.

He used this method to save the emperor, so there is no way to make it public at this time to save the people.

Brother Heng has some opinions on this, but at this time he also feels that the emperor's safety is more important than Mount Tai, so he has to understand the priorities.

In the fifth year of Zhaoyuan, neither brother Heng nor Zhao Zhili, the prince of Dingguo Hou, went to the palace to study with him in the second half of the year.

At the end of the fifth year of Zhaoyuan, in the heavy snowfall, the New Year gradually approached, and it was only at this time that smallpox was brought under control.

The imperial court held the township examination in August of the year of Maowuyou, and the general examination and palace examination in the capital the following year. This is a grand event for scholars all over the world.

As Xu Qilang said, "Learn the art of writing and martial arts, and be like the emperor's family."

And "all things are inferior, only reading is high."

This study, who would not want to show off their talents in the provincial examinations and imperial examinations, and be named on the gold list. From now on, whether it is fame and wealth, or pleading for the lives of the people, it is always a new step in life.

The sixth year of Zhaoyuan was the year of Xinmao.

Ji Heng is ten years old, Little Emperor is 13 years old, and Zhao Zhili is 16 years old.

Zhao Zhili got engaged in this year, she is the first daughter of King Wu, the princess of Xiang'an County.

King Wu is the brother of Emperor Renzong, the first emperor. King Wu had a very good relationship with his elder brother, Emperor Renzong, so the fief is also very rich. It is in Hangzhou, the martial arts forest.

After the smallpox was brought under control, in March, the emperor called Ji Heng and Zhao Zhili into the palace to study with him. Because of the smallpox, there was no palace banquet at all in the previous year. With great solar terms, courtiers and edicts entered the palace to pay homage. It's all just going through the motions.

So Brother Heng hasn't seen the emperor and Zhao Zhili for more than half a year.

When he entered the palace that morning, Brother Heng was still well-dressed, wearing a well-regulated dark straight gown and a purple gold crown. To cover up the beauty of the moonlight on him.

As always, Zhao Zhili came earlier than Brother Heng, but instead of writing in the study, he was in the yard. The pine tree that Xu Xuan and Xu Fuzhi, the princes of Pingguo Duke, leaned against and sinned against the emperor because of it, was in the year. During the time, it got longer, and in the twilight of the early morning in March, Zhao Zhili was boxing under the tree.

Brother Heng has been at home for the past six months or nearly a year, so naturally he has not been idle.

Mr. Ji is a person who suffered a lot when he was young, and he is absolutely smart, and has his own views on taking the imperial examination and being an official.

The style of writing was very popular in the Yong Dynasty, especially in the south of the Yangtze River. Almost every family hoped that their children would rely on their studies to become officials. If they did not see hope when they were 30 or [-] years old, they would let their children change careers and do other things.

The popularity of the style of writing and the affluence of the south of the Yangtze River have produced a lot of talents in the south of the Yangtze River. Most of these talents can be prefixed with the word "Merry".

Young people become famous, beautiful clothes and horses, beautiful servant girls prostitute children, garden tours, operas, all kinds of chess and card games, friends travel in groups to play in mountains and rivers, and the style of writing is arbitrary...

Mr. Ji naturally never enjoyed such an indulgent and proud boyhood, but many of his classmates at that time came here like this.

When these classmates went to the garden to write poems and play prose, he was studying the Four Books and Five Classics hard, trying to figure out how to make art and literature, and he was diligent and diligent, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Therefore, when he was awarded Jinshi at the age of 24, his classmates who were even more famous than him and who were praised as child prodigies when they were young, failed the provincial examination.

He is now a member of the third rank. Although he is only the left servant of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, the Minister of the Ministry of Criminal Justice does not care about things at all. He holds important power in the Ministry of Criminal Justice, but many of his classmates are still scholars. Write some depressed and unsuccessful poems, make some paintings, and win the title of a famous celebrity, and talk about it as sustenance.

Mr. Ji is naturally not looking down on people who regard fame and wealth as dung, he just has a clear goal, so he is dedicated to fame and career.

Therefore, the teaching of Brother Heng and Xu Qilang is also based on exam-oriented education.

When they were still young, they rarely let them go out to play and make friends with their peers. He felt that they were still young and not yet ready.

Brother Heng and Xu Qilang spent the past six months studying hard every day.

Fortunately, Brother Heng didn't waste his martial arts. He and Xu Qilang also practiced swords every day. Brother Heng's sword belongs to the style of flower boxing and embroidered legs.

Zhao Zhili and Zhao Jiyong, in the past half a year, he has grown a lot taller, his brows are handsome with a lot of sharpness, the previous wild arrogance and hostility have been slightly hidden, and he is full of power after a set of punches .

Brother Heng stood in the yard and watched, but didn't go into the hall for a while.

Holding Brother Heng's things, Baoqin saw that the master hadn't moved, and he didn't move either. He stood respectfully behind Brother Heng.

Zhao Zhili finished his set of punches, and his bookboy Zhao Yi had already handed over the sweat towel. Zhao Zhili wiped his sweat while looking at Brother Heng. Brother Heng was still calm and quiet. He said, "I haven't seen you for a while." , you have grown taller."

Zhao Zhili's voice is changing, it's much lower than before, and it's not pleasant to hear.

Brother Heng bowed to Zhao Zhili and said, "Young Master Zhao, you think it's been a good time these days, and you've grown taller too. I heard you're engaged, congratulations."

Zhao Zhili pursed his lips and snorted, as if he was not happy that others mentioned his engagement, and said, "There is nothing to congratulate."

The person had already turned around and entered the hall, and went to tidy up the rooms in the west wing of the hall. Zhao Yi saluted Brother Heng and quickly followed.

Brother Heng raised his eyebrows, and took Baoqin into the study in the east wing.

A few palace lanterns were lit in the study, and it was fairly bright inside. Brother Heng still sat in his original position, and after Baoqin put everything away for him, he whispered in Brother Heng's ear, "Master Zhao doesn't seem to like this What about family relatives. The princess of King Wu, what's wrong?"

Brother Heng said, "Discuss his marriage here, and if he hears it, you will suffer."

Baoqin is already a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy. He is handsome and smart, and he is very pleasing in the mansion. He is now Brother Heng's personal servant, and he often listens to Brother Heng in the mansion. The servants, the little maids in Xu's room, all love to talk to him.

His temper was also much more lively than when he was working next to Brother Heng, so he smiled at this moment and said, "I'm afraid my son is not so fast."

Brother Heng said, "In the palace banquet held by the Empress Dowager before, he has seen many famous ladies and ladies, maybe he has something to belong to, but who knows if the princess is round or flat."

Baoqin smiled and nodded, unexpectedly, Zhao Zhili returned to the study so quickly, so that he got acquainted with Brother Heng's words, and walked to Brother Heng's table with his hands behind his back. A 16-year-old boy, covered in With a sharp air, he stared at Brother Heng and said, "Sneaky talk about my marriage?"

Brother Heng was not afraid of him, he looked at him peacefully, with a gentle smile on his face, and said, "What are you talking about, my son, I am not talking about it secretly. I have been with you, your classmate for two years It's been a year, my son, you still can't let me know your mind as a classmate, it's too far-fetched."

Zhao Zhili snorted, withdrew his arms and hugged his chest, looked down at Brother Heng, and said, "Recently, I like molesters, not women, what's the matter, you give me your book boy?"

Brother Heng knew that he was deliberately losing his temper again, but Baoqin turned pale when he heard what Zhao Zhili said, and didn't dare to make a sound, and stood with his head bowed in order.

Brother Heng laughed after being stunned for a moment, and said, "My lord, this is too much for you. There are many servants in the Hou's mansion, and there are many beauties around you. In my family, I only have a servant holding the piano. If you want him to go, I can't bear it."

Zhao Zhili looked at Baoqin with gloomy eyes, probably heard what Baoqin said just now, and said, "Your family has few servants, what's the matter, I will exchange two servants for you."

Baoqin's face turned even paler, he quickly knelt down, and apologized to Zhao Zhili, "Your Highness, the slave is wrong, and the slave is guilty."

Brother Heng glanced at Baoqin, then looked at Zhao Zhili, and said, "Today is the first day of class, are you going to scare my school boy like this?"

Before Zhao Zhili could speak, there were already footsteps outside, the little emperor came in, seeing Baoqin knelt down to Zhao Zhili begging for mercy, he couldn't help being surprised, and said, "This first day, what's going on?"

Brother Heng quickly got up and knelt down to salute the emperor, "My minister Ji Heng pays his respects to the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live."

Zhao Zhili had no choice but to salute quickly.

The emperor walked up to the two of them and said, "Stay flat. Let me take a look first. I haven't seen you for a long time. Has it changed?"

The emperor's words eased the tense atmosphere in the study. The emperor first said to Zhao Zhili, "My cousin has grown taller again. You are married to my cousin, which is considered to be a closer relationship with my relative."

Even though Zhao Zhili was very dissatisfied with the marriage that his family made for him, it was not easy to show it in front of the emperor at this time, saying, "This is the blessing of my humble minister."

The emperor spoke to him a few more words, then turned to Brother Heng, who lowered his head slightly, he was taller than Brother Heng, and couldn't see his face clearly.He said, "Junqing, what are you doing with your head down, are you afraid that I will see it?"

Brother Heng smiled and said, "Looking directly at Jun Yan is a serious crime."

The emperor has already held his hand, "Say these boring things to me again."

Brother Heng raised his head to look at him. They were all young boys with long bodies. The emperor naturally grew a little taller. His face remained the same as before, but his eyes were deeper than before, making it hard to see through.

The emperor stared at his left cheek, and said with a smile, "The mark on Junqing's left cheek is almost invisible, and I am very relieved."

Brother Heng said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for caring."

The emperor said, "Don't say such polite things to me."

He looked at Brother Heng with a smile again, his happiness was obvious, and after letting go of Brother Heng, he said, "What happened just now? Why did you kneel on the ground with the piano in your arms? What's the situation?"

Baoqin was still kneeling at this moment, when the emperor asked, he had no choice but to say, "It was the servant who offended the prince, and he is pleading guilty."

"Oh?" The emperor looked at Zhao Zhili suspiciously.