After dawn,

Zhu Houzhao got up and walked around the palace for a few times, then stared at the withered trees in the courtyard of the East Palace with his chin in boredom.

The little head was in front of the window, fascinated by the blue sky in another time and space, and his thoughts flew out of the Forbidden City.

Spanning 500 years, he really wanted to know what Beijing was like in this era.

What about the vast land of China?

How do people live?

Women from the south of the Yangtze River, men from the northwest, soldiers guarding the border, children, girls, literati, traffickers and pawns...

Why don't you think about eating minced meat? Maybe he is not the prince, and maybe every day will be more exciting.

But now he is the prince. The Forbidden City, Hongwu Yongle, Hongxi Xuande, and today's Hongzhi are destined to be his stories in the future.

"Your Highness," the old eunuch wearing a black gauze hat walked quickly from outside the palace. He was out of breath and wiped his sweat. His movements were slightly exaggerated.

"How?" Zhu Houzhao rested his chin without looking at him.

Liu Jin added to the jealousy: "These foreign ministers are really disgusting. I heard that His Majesty proposed to several cabinet elders in a discussion tone to wait until spring gets warmer next year before bringing up the matter of giving lectures in the East Palace. Unexpectedly, the cabinet elders knelt down.

I just don’t agree to His Majesty’s request.”

Actually, I probably guessed that, but I still sighed after hearing it,

Totally cowardly.

Originally, the ministers of the Hongzhi Dynasty were quite good, and a large number of capable and famous ministers were born.

But the relationship between these emperors and their ministers always made him feel uncomfortable. It was like being in prison.

Zhu Houzhao's delicate brows fell a little, and his eyes were somewhat thoughtful, and then he slowly said, "Are there any officials from the Zhan Shifu in the East Palace now? If so, call two of them over."

The Zhanshifu is an official institution dedicated to serving the prince, similar to the concept of a team of teachers. However, many of the officials are not that practical.

For example, Wang Hua, the father of the famous Wang Yangming, was a member of Youyu De of Youchunfang and belonged to Zhan Shifu. But he was also a Japanese lecturer in the Hanlin Academy.

The prince is still very young and has not officially started studying, so compared to the latter, the former is almost just a name and has basically nothing to do with it.

Wu Kuan, the top leader of Zhan Shifu, returned to his hometown to observe his filial piety in the eighth year of Hongzhi's reign. He will not be back until the end of this year. Even though no one is here, everything will go on as usual.

However, not everyone is absent.

There were junior officials in Zhan Shifu who were responsible for recording the prince's words and deeds, named Zuo and You Zhongyun.

Liu Jin was thinking of these two people as well, "Back to Your Highness, Zhong Yun is here, Your Highness wants to see them?"

The old eunuch felt a little resistant, and the crown prince began to take the initiative to contact civil servants. This was not a good sign.

Just like civil servants don't want the prince to only have contact with eunuchs.

The eunuch also didn't like the prince and civil servants getting too close.

So much so that in real history, officials of Zhan Shifu complained to the emperor, saying that the eunuchs always found reasons for the prince to take leave and not come to study.

"Well, go quickly!"

The late autumn breeze is a little cool, but it still feels good when it blows on my body.

Not long after, two people wearing blue official uniforms... should be said to be middle-aged people.

They are not young yet, and their official positions are not high yet. However, they are all from the noble Hanlin family, and they are all in the East Palace. Once the dynasty changes, they will rise to the top.

Zhu Houzhao sat on the stone bench, and the two men kowtowed as usual and said: "I, from the left, allow Yang Tinghe, and from the right, I allow Zhang Tianrui to see His Highness."

Yang Tinghe?

The name was familiar, and he couldn't help but take a closer look, and found that his hair on the temples also had traces of white.

"Get married. What kind of fame do you two have?"

Yang Tinghe said first, and he spoke slowly and slowly, "I was born in the 14th year of Chenghua's Wuxu Keke and was a Jinshi."

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

Zhang Tianrui replied: "I am the third in the first class of Xinchou Ke in the 17th year of Chenghua."

Zhu Houzhao nodded, as if he knew the difference between being awarded a Jinshi degree and being ranked third in the First Class.

All I could do was say: "Everything is fine."

After saying this, Liu Jin was asked to carry the book over. On it were pen, ink, paper and inkstone and a copy of "The Great Learning".

He was small, so he could only place the book lower. At the same time, he asked Liu Jin to hold the book, open the first page, and write eight words crookedly on it: The way to a university lies in Mingmingde.

Then he said: "Which of the two gentlemen will read these words for me?"

Yang Tinghe and Zhang Tianrui looked at each other, Your Highness, are you going to study?

But they all knew in their hearts that there were very strict rules for the prince's study, and it was definitely not something they and his two ministers could teach privately here.

To put it bluntly, who knows what you are teaching the prince in private? In the late Ming Dynasty, some ministers scolded some elders for being too powerful, and even the content they taught the prince had to be shown to them.

These particular things, during their more than ten years as officials, the two of them would not have been devoid of such sensitivity.

But when the Crown Prince directly summoned the two of them to ask questions, it seemed that he had to answer them?

Moreover, it was the first time that the prince had summoned them to his side, so the opportunity to get close to him was very tempting.

Yang Tinghe thought about it and said, "When the prince asks, you must answer."

This was actually told to Zhang Tianrui.

Later, he said it to the prince, "Your Highness, read this sentence: The way to a university lies in Ming Ming De."

Yang Tinghe read it, and he also read it, and then turned to the other side, ready to soak up the rain and dew, "Mr. Zhang, do you know the meaning of this sentence?"

As Zhang Tianrui spoke, he knelt down and said in a trembling voice: "If your highness wants to study, you can inform your majesty. Your majesty has decreed that the Ministry of Rites will prepare a lecture ceremony in the East Palace. When the time comes, your majesty and the cabinet elders will select good teachers for your highness, and they will be able to get twice the result with half the effort." "

Zhu Houzhao didn't understand what he meant. This gentleman probably didn't dare to go beyond the unspoken rules of the civil servant circle, so he said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang is right, let's go down first, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Tianrui didn't know what it meant, and couldn't tell anything from Yang Tinghe's expression beside him, but His Highness had already said it, so he could only respond miserably, and then retreated far away, wiping the sweat from his forehead behind his back.

Teaching the prince privately is not a big or small matter.

How could Zhu Houzhao not understand this section?

This is not a simple matter of teaching and learning at all. But he can't help it. The emperor's decree to study again now that spring has warmed up cannot be pushed back, and he is being held there.

In order to understand the emperor's trap, we can only give them another trap.

He asked Yang Tinghe with some profound meaning: "It is not easy for a saint to learn, but Mr. Yang has read many poems and books, and he must have read them thoroughly. Are you willing to help me clarify my doubts?"

Yang Tinghe held the ceremony and said, "His Highness has given you such praise, I dare not say that I am thorough. I have only studied "The Great Learning" since I was a child, and occasionally gained something. However, learning calligraphy and reading has its own order. Every word in the article is connected, and only half a sentence is explained, which inevitably makes it difficult to start and end. Gu. Why don’t you, Your Highness, write it again, and I will teach you again, until you can read every article smoothly, and then I will explain it to Your Highness, and Your Highness will naturally be able to understand it."

Zhu Houzhao was a little surprised, this guy... is really smart.

To put it bluntly, the incident happened suddenly, and Yang Tinghe did not dare to teach casually.

Explanation of the meaning will be private, and someone with an intention will say that you deliberately guided the prince.

But it is okay to teach how to read. Even if the court officials pursue it, it can be said that it is just a thorough reading. Although it is still unethical, it is not a big mistake...

Buy this time, and after you retire today, the elder will choose the prince's mentor.

And since he showed his face in front of the prince and satisfied the prince's request, he was not too offended by the eyes staring at the East Palace.

Mainly, this attitude means that I, Yang Tinghe, not only did not intentionally go beyond the rules, but also tried my best to abide by the rules even when the prince asked me to do so. I do not want to be a minister of luck!

Zhu Houzhao asked again: "Aren't you worried about what Mr. Zhang is worried about?"

Yang Tinghe said very righteously: "Your Highness is eager to learn from the saints. As a minister, how can you have other thoughts and refuse to teach? Every time Your Highness learns more, our Ming Dynasty will be more stable. Compared with this

, my honor, disgrace, gain or loss, what is there to worry about?"

Zhu Houzhao was convinced after hearing this, and there was no point in pursuing him any further.

So far, his goal can be achieved.

So I turned to talk about other things.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Yang, are you wondering why I did what I did today?"

"Your Highness is wise. I am indeed unclear about something."

Having said that,

It's time to show off your acting skills again.

Zhu Houzhao sighed, and then said with a solemn expression: "Recently, my father has been reluctant to do anything, but he still keeps up with the government and insists on reviewing memorials. The hard work is difficult for my son to bear. Unfortunately, I can't read the article thoroughly, and I can't share my father's worries. I feel deeply

Feel guilty.”

"Your Highness's heart of filial piety and loyalty to your emperor and father can be seen from the sun and the moon. This is a blessing to Your Majesty and a blessing to the Ming Dynasty!" Yang Tinghe also grew up under the education of Confucianism.

How could a seven-year-old child not be shocked and moved when he has such filial piety, especially for a prince, which is even more gratifying and congratulatory.

"My father has already decreed that the matter of my coming out to give lectures will be dealt with as soon as the weather gets warmer next spring."

Yang Tinghe didn't feel much at all when he heard this.

For three or four years,
To be continued...