The little emperor I supported suddenly changed to fishing

His Majesty stayed in Concubine Lan's bedroom for several days in a row, which made all the concubines in the harem jealous, especially Li Qingran and the Li family, which caused Li Suan to "remind" the empress more than once.

Your Majesty never set foot in the harem, and usually said that the dragon was in poor health, but now, the dragon was in poor health but stayed at Wanyan Tinglan's place every day. Could it be that the Kingdom of Jin had some secret technique?

Maybe His Majesty just tasted something new, and when you get tired of it, it will naturally become boring.

It has been raining for the past few days, and finally there is a sunny day. The thick leaves of the imperial garden are dripping with dewdrops that glisten in the morning, and the flowers are just about to bloom, trembling under the sunlight.

A huge gauze umbrella was stretched out beside the koi pond in the garden, covering Zhu Zhaoyan from the sun.

He was lying on the couch, his face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot with bright red, his pale lips were cracked due to dryness, and his eyes looked absently at Hong Xu who was flying a kite on the small bridge.

A goose-yellow royal robe was loosely covering his body, and his lusterless hair was a little messy, as if a gust of wind would blow his haggard body up.

"Your Majesty, drink the medicine." Song Shixuan picked up the medicine bowl, scooped up a spoonful of decoction and fed it to Zhu Zhaoyan's mouth.

Zhu Zhaoyan opened his mouth, the concoction moistened his lips and it was very bitter.

"Teacher selection."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Zhu Zhaoyan turned his head to look at him, and looked at him deeply with his eyes. "What should I do as a minister?"

Song Shixuan was taken aback for a moment, and then said frankly to Zhu Zhaoyan who was looking into his eyes. "If you don't know what to say, you are unwise; if you know but don't speak, you are disloyal. If you are unfaithful as a minister, you should die; if you speak inappropriately, you should die."

"Master Xuan, I know you, I don't worry about you." Zhu Zhaoyan withdrew his gaze, and then looked at Hong Xu on the bridge.

At that time, Hong Xu had already put away the kite and walked towards Zhu Zhaoyan with a smile on his eyes.

Hong Xu handed the kite in his hand to the maid beside him, and bowed his hands. "The younger brother sees the emperor brother."

Hong Xu is 13 years old this year, a young boy who has just grown up, and the Zhu family's bloodlines are all really beautiful, Hong Xu is no exception, he is dressed in purple shimmering brocade, with a Hetian white jade pendant on the buckle, although his facial features are still open, But Rui Fengyan, who has delicate eyebrows and eyes exactly like Zhu Zhaoyan, is still young but can't hide his extraordinary temperament, and has a good appearance.

Wang Wanyi also likes purple very much, and also likes to hang a jade pendant on the buckle.

"Well, how is Hong Xu's homework recently? Can Prime Minister Song understand what he's taught?" Zhu Zhaoyan looked at Hong Xu weakly and smiled, stretched out his hand where he could see the blue and purple blood vessels, and stroked Hong Xu's head twice.

"The teacher taught Hong Xu to learn "The Doctrine of the Mean", "Han Feizi", and "Warring States Policy." Hong Xu raised his head and looked at Zhu Zhaoyan with bright eyes.

"Then the emperor's test of Hong Xu, the way of the emperor, how to control the hearts of the people, what should we do?"

"To be a great emperor, one person is the sky, the power is in your hands, judge the time and situation, make the best use of things, make the best use of people's talents, have a broad heart to accommodate the world, and a broad mind to accommodate hundreds of rivers."

"Those who rule with chaos will perish, those who attack righteousness with evil will perish, and those who attack obedience with rebellion will perish. Rewards are not given, and punishments are not acceptable. Although the ministers are right, they may not listen to them; although the principles are complete, they may not be used. If a minister is too close, he will endanger himself; if a minister is too expensive, he will change his position." Hong Xu replied again.

Zhu Zhaoyan nodded in relief. "Unfathomable, clever and foolish, ambiguous."

Song Shixuan stood aside and added to Hong Xu. "That is to say, you should cheat, you should kill and kill, you can play the ice cube face, so that the ministers can't tell whether they are happy or angry, turn a blind eye to everything, be impartial and clear about rewards and punishments, and establish prestige with strength and prestige. Don't be dominant."

"You can't study hard, read dead books, you have to learn to use what you have learned, and master it well, understand?"

Zhu Zhaoyan was slightly taken aback when he heard Song Shixuan's words, isn't Wang Wanyi the same kind of virtue?

"Yes, teacher, Xu'er understands." Hong Xu said humbly.

Zhu Zhaoyan smiled when he heard Song Shixuan's answer. "It's such a reason, but it's easy to understand."

"Xu'er, you have to learn from Lord Song humbly, you understand." Zhu Zhaoyan held Hong Xu's hand, and when Hong Xu moved, he was surprised that brother Huang's hand was so cold.

Hong Xu held Zhu Zhaoyan's hand back. "Your Majesty wants Xu'er to learn, so Xu'er will learn, but Xu'er only knows one thing now. Xu'er is a minister, and Daming has only your Majesty as the emperor."

"Your Majesty, Xu'er only wants to be your younger brother." Hong Xu looked at Zhu Zhaoyan with admiration.

"Xu'er, call me Emperor Brother." Zhu Zhaoyan said.

"But Hong Xu knows the emperor's intentions, and Hong Xu will not disappoint the emperor's high hopes. I only hope that you will be healthy and healthy."

He has always admired his imperial brother, and he also hopes that one day he can become the emperor's brother.

"Xu'er, try this sweet-scented osmanthus cake." Zhu Zhaoyan picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the small table and said to Hong Xu.

"Does Xu'er know how this sweet-scented osmanthus cake is made?"

Hong Xu shook his head, Zhu Zhaoyan said again.

"One plant in spring, one seedling in summer, osmanthus flowers bloom in autumn, and the osmanthus flowers fall to the ground. The people make the best use of it. One rice is made into a grain of rice, and the rice is ground into powder to steam the osmanthus cake. Made."

"It is not easy to grow enough rice for three seasons a year."

"But there are still many people who can't eat enough and can't buy food. The hard labor of repairing the Great Wall outside the pass sometimes doesn't even have enough grain to eat. The soldiers stationed at the border even went to the battlefield to kill the enemy when they were hungry. Protect the family and defend the country."

"Each perform their duties and do their best. As a monarch, you must keep the people fed and clothed. If you want to strengthen the country, you must first benefit the people. If the people don't have enough to eat and their bodies are cold, the people will rebel."

In the pond of the imperial garden, a servant was feeding the fish in the pond on a small boat. He skidded and fell into the pond while paddling. The passing servant also set up a bamboo pole to dump the servant.

Hong Xu was amused by the funny scene, and Zhu Zhaoyan pointed at the mess again. "You see, the so-called water can carry a boat and overturn it. That's it. The people respect the king and believe in the king is the king. If the people lose the hearts of the people, the king is not a king."

"Eyes see six directions, ears listen to all directions, hidden under the nine grounds, moving above the nine heavens." Zhu Zhaoyan's deep eyes looked into Hong Xu's.

Hong Xu nodded thoughtfully. "Xu'er, remember Brother Huang's instruction."

The wind picked up again, Hong Xu put on a smiling face again, stretched the string and let the kite fly.

In the blue sky, I saw a big swallow-like kite flying in the sky.

Zhu Zhaoyan looked at the kite in the sky in a daze, and said softly. "Is it fun?"

"Brother Huang, do you want to fly a kite with Xu'er too?"

"Hmm..." Zhu Zhaoyan responded in a breathless voice.

With half of his body leaning on the deck chair, Hong Xu handed the kite string to Zhu Zhaoyan. He controlled the kite string. No matter how high the kite flies, the string can be stretched and retracted. He seems to be a kite flyer but , he is also a kite.

But the thread that bound him kept cutting.

Wang Wanyi can be free, and everyone in the world can be free, but he will never be free, and neither can the emperor. He will always be trapped here and buried here.

Zhu Zhaoyan looked lightly at the innocent Hong Xu, did he want to deprive Hong Xu of his innocence?If not him, who else?Who else could it be?

Zhu Zhaoyan tore off the string of the kite. Since he cannot be free, let Wang Wanyi be free instead.

"The string of the kite is broken, Xu'er, let's play another game... Brother Huang has something to say to Prime Minister Song."

"Yes, Brother Huang." Hong Xu responded and turned around to retreat.

"Cough cough..."

"Ahem!" Zhu Zhaoyan began to cough violently again. He had said so much just now, and he was struggling to support and overdraw the remaining strength in his body.

Spitting out a big mouthful of blood, Zhu Zhaoyan collapsed heavily on the couch, blood staining his robes red.

"Your Majesty!" Song Shixuan exclaimed.

The servants serving around also panicked, Zhang Min was so anxious that he asked Song Shixuan to take Zhu Zhaoyan's pulse.

Song Shixuan raised Zhu Zhaoyan's hand, his expression darkened.

"His Majesty……"

"Hush." ​​Zhu Zhaoyan put his bloody finger on his lips, not letting Song Shixuan continue to speak.

A pair of sad eyes stared blankly at the kite flying in the sky after its string was torn off, until there was no trace of it, and then he smiled in relief.

"Teacher selection, Daming entrusts it to you."

"Your Majesty..." Song Shixuan frowned at him.

"I am very tired."

"But I don't worry."

Zhu Zhaoyan said unwillingly. "I can't swallow this breath, and I can't close these eyes."

Song Shixuan: "Then Your Majesty, don't swallow this breath, and don't close these eyes."

"The Li family is thinking hard. We haven't won this battle yet. Your Majesty, you and I will fight side by side for the sake of you and my beloved."

"Your Majesty, you will get better..." Will you?Even when Song Shixuan said this, he himself was hesitant.

"Ahem!" It was another mouthful of blood. Recently, he vomited blood more and more times. He could remember it clearly before, but now he can count it clearly.

"If you are a minister, protect Hong Xu for me. If you are a confidant, take care of my loved ones for me."

"Your Majesty, do you mean King Xi and the Admiral?" The year before last, His Majesty bestowed the title Xi on Hong Xu. "Xi" means the sun, and the word Xu agrees with the rising sun, which means harmony and joy, and Xi smiles.

Light is also bright and righteous, for Xi.

Song Shixuan looked at Zhu Zhaoyan and said again. "Your Majesty, your relatives and lovers need to be taken care of by you."

Zhu Zhaoyan shook his head with a wry smile. "The teacher chose to be a minister and a confidant, why do you think?"

Half of his life was beautiful, half of his life was miserable, he should have died here long ago, the stolen life has been extended for so long, what he loves, does and asks for is God's mercy on him, and he doesn't ask for more.

"The minister is your man and your confidant."

"Assist Xu'er well, he will be a better emperor than me."

Dying and lingering on the sick bed, he has become so thin and haggard, his whole body is no longer what it used to be, he can clearly feel that his time is running out, the deadline is approaching, and he needs to do his best to arrange everything.