Daming: You are really my eldest son

Chapter 83 Good Poems
It was another sunny midsummer morning, Zhu Ji was lazily lying on a bamboo recliner, humming an unknown song under the wide corridor of the colorful glazed hall of the imperial palace that was full of the morning sun.

It was the first day he finally didn't have to wake up early to listen to the old men's bullshit.

In order to celebrate this unique day, Zhu Ji decided to enjoy the summer morning breeze before those warriors who were driven to the school to practice martial arts came.

The all-pervasive summer heat has never felt the slightest respect for the cattail fan that swayed freely. Even though the morning breeze in the corridor broke the waist of the willow, fine beads of sweat still ooze from Zhu Ji's forehead.

"Well, I really want to sleep."

He yawned without any image at all, and Zhu Ji immediately remembered the famous song "Song of Not Studying at Four Seasons".

"Spring is not a day for reading, summer is so hot that it is good to sleep.

There are mosquitoes in autumn and snow in winter, it is better to clean up and wait for next year. "

Lying on the bamboo chair, shaking his head and reciting crooked poems, after finishing reading, Zhu Ji deeply felt that the poem fully expressed his drowsy mood, so he simply praised:
"Good poetry, it's really good poetry! It's really good to eat two mouthfuls of watermelon!"

"If your majesty hears this poem, I'm afraid he will call his majesty back to court again."

Yesterday, Zhu Yuanzhang ordered to set Wu Wangfu as the temporary residence of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, and specifically told the military officers to wait at the third quarter of Chenzheng, so there is no need for the first two people to enter the courtyard of Wu Wangfu to report to Zhu Ji. .

Li Wenzhong walked down the stone steps of the court hall as early as when Zhu Ji was muttering about wanting to sleep, and he could clearly hear the poems in Zhu Ji's mouth.

Listening to this completely unmotivated poem, and thinking about Zhu Ji's nickname of Prince Sleeping, which was widely spread in the court and the public, Li Wenzhong had no choice but to interrupt Zhu Ji's self-entertainment.

Li Wenzhong has never underestimated Zhu Ji, the great prince, especially after Hu Weiyong was tricked by beating up yesterday, he paid more attention to this sleepy-eyed cousin.

As a clan, he knew better that his uncle hoped that Zhu Ji could help him control the princes.

If those princes who were beaten twice every day knew that His Royal Highness King Yong, who had been set as a benchmark, had written such crooked poems, I'm afraid that his uncle would have a headache in the future.

Zhu Ji, who had finally become a palindrome copyist, heard Li Wenzhong's voice, and jumped sideways from the reclining chair in embarrassment.

"Cousin, don't you walk without a voice? I said that these guards don't know how to pass it on to me. If this is seen by others, the old man will inevitably lose the royal face by talking about it again."

Zhu Ji's appearance of not taking Zhu Yuanzhang's happiness and anger seriously at all made Li Wenzhong admire from the bottom of his heart.

It is estimated that there will only be such a person in the whole Ming Dynasty.

If you have to count your own aunt, at best, there will be half more.

"It's disturbing Your Highness's pleasure in reciting poems and composing Fu." Li Wenzhong shook his head and smiled, and then explained:
"Didn't Your Majesty say yesterday that Jiu Nei is temporarily serving as the governor's mansion, so the first two advances in Jiu Nei can be regarded as government offices now. We have all been incorporated into the Governor's Mansion as subordinate officials, so naturally we don't need to be notified when we enter our own yamen. gone."

In fact, there is no need to report to Zhu Ji outside the palace.

If Zhu Yuanzhang was sitting in the court hall at this time, and Zhu Ji was in the sleeping hall at the back, Li Wenzhong would have to ask the guards to notify him before he could come in anyway.

Seeing Zhu Ji's sudden realization, Li Wenzhong still had a smile on his face:

"Didn't His Highness recommend that kid Chang Mao to be the long history of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion yesterday? Why didn't you see him?"

Because of Kaiping Wang Chang Yuchun's relationship, Chang Mao has always been favored by Zhu Yuanzhang.Not only the name was bestowed by Zhu Yuanzhang, but even the title was discounted a little bit.

But after all, he is only a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. If Zhu Ji hadn't forced him out yesterday, it would probably take many years for these warriors to see Chang Mao step into the core circle of the Ming army.

Seeing that Chang Mao was nowhere to be seen in Jiunei, Li Wenzhong couldn't help frowning.

If it weren't for the generals practicing martial arts in the small school grounds who needed to bathe and change their clothes, they would have stood in front of Zhu Ji with a lot of noise at this time.

If Chang Mao was late, he would be considered as putting on airs by those thorny masters.Not to mention the guy who ran against him, in the end it was Zhu Ji and the crown prince who lost face.

Being asked by Li Wenzhong, Zhu Ji was also a little strange.It is reasonable to say that what Zhu Yuanzhang agreed to in the court, after the early court, the internal official supervisor sent someone to the Kaiping Palace to announce the edict.Could it be that Chang Mao, like himself, likes to sleep in?

Well, the child is still young, and it is time to grow his body, so he should sleep more, otherwise he will not grow taller.

Zhu Ji's thoughts had already drifted thousands of miles in an unscrupulous direction.

While talking, Chang Mao, who held the eight-beam crown in one hand and the tooth card in the other, ran into the empty square in front of the Chaodian hall in a rather embarrassing manner. Seeing the figures of Zhu Ji and Li Wenzhong in the distance, he immediately slowed down his steps. After hanging the tooth plate on his waist, he hurried forward:

"Greetings to His Royal Highness King Yong and Cao Guogong. I just received His Majesty's grace. Fortunately, I am not late."

Although there is a little greenness in the eyebrows, but he inherited the highest rank of the Ming Dynasty too early, coupled with his status as a relative of the emperor, Chang Mao's arrogance and bravery still showed a little bit.

Although Li Wenzhong frowned, he didn't say anything more, but Zhu Ji asked curiously:

"Shouldn't the imperial edict to promote you as the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion be sent to you yesterday? Why did you just receive it?"

It was good that Zhu Ji didn't mention this matter, but when he mentioned Li Wenzhong, he immediately smiled.When Zhu Ji and Chang Mao were a little puzzled, they stopped laughing and said in a low voice:

"Your Highness doesn't know, yesterday Hu Weiyong moved to the East Wing of the Zhongshu Province since the morning of the court, as if he wanted to give Wang Guangyang a pick, and in the afternoon he brought dozens of officials and scribes from the Zhongshu Province to wait for Wang Guangyang at the door.

As a result, Wang Guangyang made Hu Weiyong wait for a full two hours on the pretext of handing over the affairs at Yushitai.Afterwards, Hu Weiyong was so angry that he walked away. Presumably, it was because of the quarrel between the two that Zhongshu Sheng delayed the edict to promote Chang Mao. "

Wang Guangyang was demoted to participate in politics in Guangdong last year, and Hu Weiyong secretly played a bad role in it.

After all, Zhu Yuanzhang still praised a character comparable to Zifang Kongming back then, how could he have completely become a puppet prime minister in just over two years.

Now that Wang Guangyang is in power, it is even more obvious that the noble circle that Hu Weiyong intended to build was defeated by Zhu Yuanzhang, and Hu Xiang, who used to have power in the government and the public, has reached the end of the day, so Wang Guangyang will naturally not let go of the opportunity for revenge.

Hearing this, Zhu Ji finally felt that the court of the Ming Dynasty had the flavor of a historical drama.

　My blood pressure is a bit high. I just took medicine in the afternoon and took a nap before getting up. I coded a chapter first, and wrote another chapter before 12 o'clock. If it is worse, I will start making up tomorrow.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)