Yan Cigui.

early morning.

The palace door is not open.

The officials who were rushing to go to court came to the square one after another, saluting and greeting each other, and then three or five people gathered together and whispered.

"I heard that Duke Fu is going to court today. He has been away for a month, right?"

"Have you recovered? It seems that the doctor has some skills."

"Are you too impatient? It's been a hundred days since you injured your muscles and bones. Although Duke Fu is treating old injuries, the pain was so severe that he couldn't even go to court. Now, even if he can walk, he should rest for a while."

"It's not like a girl in the boudoir, who will be raised for the rest of the day when she is injured. There are many children of the auxiliary Duke and generals, and there are many soldiers at the border who are injured and go into battle. The Duke of the State is not that valuable."

"Besides, he's getting married soon. He can't just rest until he gets married, right?"

Just as he was muttering, the time came and the palace door opened.

Officials entered the palace one after another, some went to the court room, and some stood in the small square.

Until Xu Jian appeared and suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

Xu Jian didn't walk fast, and seemed to be even slower than his original pace. He walked all the way to the outside of the court room, where he stood and straightened his clothes before opening the door and entering.

When the people inside heard the noise, they turned their heads.

An Yibo was sitting aside talking to someone. When he saw Xu Jian, he stood up quickly and motioned for him to sit down.

Xu Jian greeted everyone first without being polite to An Yibo. He thanked him and sat down.

Lin Yu came over, looked at Xu Jian, and asked in a low voice: "How is the situation?"

"I feel fine now," Xu Jian replied, "Sorry for your concern."

There were a lot of people here, so it was hard for Lin Yu to persuade him. He only raised his hand and pressed Xu Jian's shoulder: "Yun Yan misses me."

Mentioning Lin Yunyan, Xu Jian smiled.

Perhaps Master Taishan said this, Xu Jian's smile was a bit shy.

"Please tell the princess," Xu Jian pointed to the hand stove in her hand, "I have it with me, so she shouldn't worry."

Lin Yu agreed.

This hand stove is indeed carried with you, but you can't help being so "willful" in the Jinluan Palace.

When the courtiers lined up on the footpath, Xu Jian handed the stove to the chamberlain beside him.

He had obviously lost this enthusiasm, but when he finished walking the walk and entered the main hall, he was still sweating.

Persistence is about mentality, but physical aspects are really beyond control.

Standing in the main hall, King Jin turned to look at Xu Jian. Seeing sweat on his forehead, his eyes moved downwards and landed on Xu Jian's legs.

There was no clue, but he still frowned.

King Xian was standing behind King Jin, and he saw this move, so he followed King Jin and glanced at Xu Jian before looking away.

The Holy One has not come yet.

King Jin lowered his voice and asked King Xian, "Eighth brother, am I not finding the right doctor for him?"

The wise king asked, "Why do you say this?"

"Before he was cured, the winter did not delay his going to court. Now that he is cured, it seems more difficult." King Jin said.

The wise king pursed his lower lip: "Brother, the emperor asked Duke Fu for a doctor. It was out of kindness..."

It’s too late to say what’s next now.

The king's guard of honor arrived, and the bright yellow figure stepped into the hall.

The Holy Father walked forward and stopped next to Xu Jian. He just looked at it without saying anything, and then he arrived in front of the throne.

In the morning, everything big and small begins.

Xu Jian stood in the queue with an upright posture and listened carefully.

After all, I haven't been to court for a long time. Although I have grasped some things, there are still some imperfections. I need to listen more.

After hearing this, I stood there for half an hour.

After standing back, Xu Jian raised his eyes and looked at the Holy Master.

There was no emotion on the saint's face, but Xu Jian judged something from Eunuch Cao.

The Holy One was impatient.

The court time in the morning could be long or short. He would retreat within a quarter of an hour when there was nothing to do, and the quarrel could even last for nearly an hour when something happened. Based on Xu Jian's understanding of the Holy Emperor, this king was rarely impatient.

Unless, the people below are confused and messy, or they are careless and looking for trouble.

That's it today.

Probably because the prince has not lifted the ban, some people think they have seized the opportunity, and they have been making a fuss about it these days.

It may also be that Xu Jian's appearance in court today stimulated them and they couldn't wait to try harder.

So much so that I used too much force.

Xu Jian speculated on His Majesty's thoughts, turned his body slightly, shifted his weight to his left foot, and moved his right foot slightly.

The movement was so small that no other official noticed it except the person standing behind Xu Jian. Instead, Eunuch Cao looked down at him.

Xu Jian stopped for a while and then moved again. This time, the amplitude was a little larger than before.

Eunuch Cao saw this in his eyes, and with a thought in his mind, he leaned over and said to the sage: "Look at Duke Fu..."

The Holy One also saw it, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

Xu Jian felt uncomfortable.

Are his legs comfortable if he stands for a long time?
There is no reason for an official to sit down when going to court. Since Xu Jian insisted on coming, he must have found it bearable. If it were a normal morning court situation, the Holy Emperor would not give Xu Jian special care.

That's unreasonable and inappropriate.

But today, it is obvious that some people have lost control of their situation.

The Holy Emperor's eyes swept over the people who were talking.

This person used Xu Jian's injury to write an article about Shao'er, but he didn't take Xu Jian's injury into consideration from the beginning to the end, ha...

"Gong Fuguo," the Holy Emperor interrupted the man and asked Xu Jian directly, "I think you are not feeling well."

Xu Jian immediately stood up straight, lowered his eyes and said respectfully, "This is a disgraceful act before the emperor."

With such a dialogue, who else in the palace could not see the situation clearly?
No matter whether I was angry or not, I didn't dare to talk too long.

After all, you can ignore Duke Fu's leg injury, but you can't continue talking after the Holy One has made it clear that he doesn't want to hear it.

The Holy One stood up and stepped down from the throne.

When he passed by Xu Jian this time, he stopped and said a few words: "When you come down to the imperial study, someone will arrange a chariot for you on the way to save some energy."

Xu Jian thanked the favor.

The Holy One said again: "Is there any dear friend who hasn't said anything happy? Please come to the Imperial Study Room and tell me."

Leaving these words behind, the Holy Master stepped out and walked out.

Eunuch Cao breathed a sigh of relief and followed quickly.

The courtiers respectfully saw off the Holy Emperor, and after the imperial chariot left, they all relaxed again.

Lin Yu came over again to care about Xu Jian for a few words, but because this was not the place to talk, the two of them didn't say much.

On the contrary, King Jin frowned and said, "I originally heard that you are recovering well, but now it seems that you are not doing well? What did Dr. Yue say?" "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty," Xu Jian said, "And It’s pretty much what I expected, if it hadn’t improved, Dr. Yue wouldn’t have agreed to let me come to court.”

King Jin smiled: "As long as you know what's going on."

Most of the courtiers in the palace were gone.

King Jin was no longer so scrupulous in his speech, and said: "Not only today, but this time, everyone is working hard for the prince's affairs. I know you can't stand, but if you fall in the eyes of some people, I will say something about you I am worried about His Highness."

Xu Jian said: "As a minister, it is my duty to worry about His Highness."

King Jin laughed again.

Outside the main hall, the chariot has arrived.

Xu Jian said goodbye to King Jin and walked out.

King Jin looked at him, turned around and said to the wise king: "He is also devoted to the prince, but the prince is sometimes a little ignorant."

"Brother," the wise king said softly, "the prince does not want to hear you say that he is ignorant."

"Then I have to say it, too?" King Jin laughed and shook his head, "He was taken to Shuntian Mansion a time ago, and finally he found me there before dawn and in the rain. Didn't I get so angry that I scolded him? Alas!"

The Xian Wang also laughed, and finally said: "Let's go, it's getting cold, not to mention Xu Jian's legs, I'm getting cold even standing there."

On the other side, Xu Jian quickly arrived outside the imperial study room.

Eunuch Cao personally led him in.

The hand stove that was given to the chamberlain for safekeeping has been brought back, and it still has some warmth left.

Eunuch Cao was the right person and immediately gave Xu Jian another one: "This one is warmer. You can use it first. Give this one to the Zajia family. The Zajia family will keep people warm."

Xu Jian thanked him.

The Holy Emperor changed out of his court clothes, sipped tea, and asked about Xu Jian's condition.

Xu Jian's answer was quite satisfactory: He can go to court and is getting better, but there is not much progress. At least it will take a year or two to cure...

It's basically what's in the booklet prepared by Dr. Yue.

The Holy Emperor didn't just listen to him and asked Eunuch Cao to send someone to the Imperial Hospital to invite the imperial doctor.

Eunuch Cao turned around and left, and the Holy Master asked, "Why don't you rest for a while? I didn't rush you to go to court."

Xu Jian's fingertips slipped on the tea cup: "With all due respect, why haven't you lifted His Highness's grounding?"

It was so straightforward, not to mention that the Holy Emperor was stunned for a moment. Eunuch Cao who was about to come in from outside stopped and was in a dilemma for a while.

The Holy Emperor looked at Xu Jian and said, "You mean, I should let the prince come out?"

"I have thought about whether it is good or bad to continue to be grounded. I believe you have already figured it out," Xu Jian said. "The benefits of letting the prince go out of the East Palace should have outweighed the disadvantages. But you didn't let go, so it must be you." I judge that the harm outweighs the benefits, I just want to know where I went wrong.”

The Holy One sighed.

He said that Xu Jian was a smart person and it was really easy to talk to smart people.

Of course, the easiest thing is undoubtedly when the smart people are on your side.

There is no shortage of smart people in the court, but obviously, today, there are many smart people making plans for him, which are contrary to his ideas. Those people want to pull Shaoer down.

But Xu Jian is not.

"I probably know what pros and cons you are thinking about," the Holy Emperor cleared his throat, "Indeed, in terms of stabilizing the court and allowing them to rest their strength, letting Shaoer come out does indeed have more pros than cons.

But for Shaoer, the pros and cons have to be judged separately. He has been too smooth since he was a child, and he lacked a lot of hardships.

I can carry him for a while, but I cannot carry him for the rest of his life.

If he doesn't temper his temperament much, won't it be you, the people who help him, who will be tortured in the future? "

Xu Jian pursed her lips.

It seems that his judgment was correct.

The Holy Spirit's anger has almost dissipated.

The incident in Chen Mi Hutong was enough to lock Li Shao until the death anniversary of the late empress.

When the Holy One does things, he will keep accounts, but he will not just recount old accounts casually. Since the time limit for punishment has been set that day, the punishment will be over when the punishment is over.

Li Shao didn't come out because he was disturbed by the little princess's random punches.

Of course, the turmoil calmed down after Li Shao was pointed out by the person behind the scenes.

The Holy One is indeed going to let Li Shao out, but there is just a missing step.

At the same time, the Holy Master was also thinking about polishing Li Shao again.

Xu Jian came here just for the steps.

"I have mentioned to you before that His Highness has a delicate mind," Xu Jian considered his words, "Sometimes I feel that some of His Highness's actions are not because he does whatever he wants, but because he thinks too much and is full of contradictions."

The Holy Master raised his eyebrows and motioned for Xu Jian to continue.

"You let the prince continue to be grounded. Your original intention was to temper his temper, but if it goes on for a long time, I am afraid that His Highness the prince will think too much and become restrained in his actions..." Xu Jian glanced at the Holy Lord and said, "Of course he needs reminders and guidance, but He also needs a little confidence."

The Holy Spirit laughed heartily: "Confidence? I think what Shaoer lacks most is confidence."

He's just too confident.

Knowing that he is the prince and that his father loves him, he sometimes has wild thoughts.

Xu Jian followed His Majesty's words and said: "Your Highness's confidence lies in family ties.

You dote on him, and several princes, especially the King of Jin, also like him very much. He can also get the goodwill and love from the Empress Dowager and the Imperial Concubine.

I am not a lovable son myself, but I also know what kind of children can please their elders.

Sweet-tongued, considerate, and cheerful, like a prince or a princess. "

When the Holy Master heard this, he couldn't help but smile: "When talking about Shao'er, just talk about Shao'er. Why are you praising Ning'an?"

"The princess mentioned something to me before," Xu Jian said, "Your Highness hunted a deer and sent it to Cining Palace. The Queen Mother was very happy and kept praising it."

The Holy Spirit is happy again.

I have to say that these few words relieved his somewhat heavy heart.

"His Highness can make you and the elders love you. He is very confident in this matter because he does feel the care from you and other elders." Xu Jian said here and changed the topic, "But he is in court. In terms of court affairs and being the crown prince, he is a little lacking in confidence."

Having said this, the Holy Master vaguely understood what Xu Jian meant.

"I inspected Yumen on your behalf before, and apparently I won the battle in the end. Everyone in the court praised His Highness, but you know that His Highness cannot accept this flattery from the bottom of his heart. He understands that he acted out of line and caused some impact."

"He went to court and listened to the courtiers discuss matters, but he rarely expressed his thoughts."

"When I followed Your Highness to the Ministry of Rites to observe the government, I also had some feelings. It's not that Your Highness didn't do well, but that he was hesitant."

"When new scholars enter the officialdom, they will make mistakes if they do something wrong. Everyone has been scolded and punished, but His Highness cannot and does not dare to make mistakes easily. If you do less, you will definitely make fewer mistakes."

"After returning from Yumen, the mistakes His Highness made were all in daily matters, but when it came to important matters in the court, I thought His Highness was too cautious."

The Holy Spirit was thoughtful.

Outside, Eunuch Cao was also thinking back and forth, and it seemed that this was indeed the case...

After a while, the Holy Spirit said: "Then according to your opinion, I not only have to praise him myself, but also have to let people close their eyes and praise him randomly?"

Xu Jian raised his eyes and said in a deep voice: "What do you think of setting up a small throne in the Jinluan Hall?"

I finally wrote it here.

The earliest inspiration for this article was the "Big and Little Thrones". When I saw the Big and Little Thrones in Deoksugung Palace, I wanted to write about such a stretched crown prince.