Ming Dynasty: At the beginning, the house was ransacked and the ancestral temple was burned down.

Chapter 175: Being clever turns out to be a mistake! The drama prince Zhu Changluo!
"Your Highness, are you kidding me?"

Looking at the uneasy little prince Zhu Changluo in front of him, Zhang Chonghui said with some humor:

"After I am just a criminal under guard, the emperor may take my head at any time.

No, he wants my whole Zhang family head. So how can I help you? What else can I help you with? "

"No, you can help me!" Zhu Changluo's face turned red, as if he was struggling with something, but he finally said:

"You can help your uncle regain his official position after being a guilty minister. This shows that you are very capable, so you can definitely help me!"

"Hahaha." Zhang Chonghui laughed a few times and said helplessly:

"Your Highness, please stop teasing me. I can't help you with anything."

"No! You can really help me!" Zhu Changluo still looked determined and even said angrily:

"I, Mr. Guo, was arrested and imprisoned by your fourth uncle Zhang Jianxiu. Mr. Guo was implicated in the demon book for no reason. How innocent he is!"

"Ah?" There was confusion on Zhang Chonghui's face, as if he didn't know that Guo Zhengyu had been arrested long ago. He asked blankly: "Mr. Guo? Guo Zhengyu?"

"Yes." Zhu Changluo was not surprised by the other party's surprise. He continued:

"I heard that Mr. Guo suffered all kinds of punishment in prison. I really can't bear it. I have no choice but to come to you for help.

So...can you help me say a few more good words in front of your fourth uncle Zhang Jianxiu? Just ask him to treat Mr. Guo more kindly, okay? "

This time, Zhang Chonghui fell silent.

When the Crown Prince put aside his dignity and came to Honglu Temple to find him, the imprisoned criminal, the purpose was just to get him to say a few good words to his uncle?
Is this reasonable?

Obviously, this is unreasonable.

Zhang Chonghui is almost certain that this is not Zhu Changluo's real purpose. Moreover, the other party's visit this time probably did not come with Emperor Wanli's intention.

"Zhang Chonghui, can you help me?" Seeing that Zhang Chonghui didn't speak, Zhu Changluo asked again.

"Your Highness, I can't get out, so I can't help you." Zhang Chonghui only replied.

"Then you can write some good words in your own hand, and I can have someone show these good words you wrote to your uncle." Zhu Changluo said.

Seeing that the little prince was determined to help him 'speak good words', Zhang Chonghui probably guessed the other party's real purpose.

"I'm afraid this doesn't make much sense, right?" Zhang Chonghui seemed to be just asking casually. Before the other party could give an answer, he said solemnly:

"It is a great honor to be able to help His Highness the Crown Prince. Please bring someone a pen and paper."

……

After a while.

Zhu Changluo left Honglu Temple with the "good words" written by Zhang Chonghui, and then went straight to Fusi Yamen in Beizhen.

On the road.

"Wang An, do you think that by doing this, you can really see your father?" Zhu Changluo asked Wang An nervously.

"Your Highness, don't worry, it's okay." Wang An whispered firmly:
"Your Highness, I am sure that this Zhang Chonghui is definitely not simple! And I guess that the Emperor must attach great importance to him!
Otherwise, given Zhang Chonghui's status as the guilty minister and his being always involved in these major incidents, logically speaking, he should have been executed by the emperor long ago!

But not only did he not die, he was still alive and well until now under the eyes of the emperor! Saved the Queen and Her Royal Highness the Princess again! His uncle was reinstated to his official position again!

In short, this slave feels that this person is very extraordinary! And as long as you are involved with this person, you will definitely be taken seriously by the emperor! "

"Yeah..." Zhu Changluo said with some melancholy: "My father is so interested in an outsider like Zhang Chonghui, and as his eldest son, I have to resort to such idiotic tricks to get to see him..."

"Your Highness, don't be sad." Wang An consoled him: "The emperor doesn't see you just because he is afraid that you will think too much and be implicated. The emperor has you in his heart."

"Really? Are you just afraid that I will be implicated?" Zhu Changluo smiled bitterly. Although he was always asking questions, he actually already had the answer in his heart.

"Your Highness, don't think too much, Beizhen Fusi has arrived." Wang An said.

……

At the same time, Qianqing Palace.

When Wanli Emperor Zhu Yijun learned about this, he, who was already troubled by countless incidents, became angry almost instantly!

"The prince went to Zhang Chonghui to ask for help and put in a good word? Is he crazy?"

Zhu Yijun was very angry and ordered angrily without even thinking:

"Prince Xuan enters the palace!"

Zhu Yijun would like to ask his prince son what happened to him! Instead of asking him, the emperor's father, when something happened, he went to find Zhang Chonghui, a guilty minister!
Seeing His Majesty the Emperor being so angry, Chen Ju's face was filled with embarrassment.

Chen Ju actually wanted to say to His Majesty the Emperor: "The prince has asked to see you several times, but you don't want to see him..."

……

Zhu Changluo soon received the 'invitation' from the emperor's father. He was both excited and uneasy at the thought of finally seeing his old father whom he had not seen for a long time.

Zhu Changluo knew that his old father must be very angry now. After all, the Zhang Chonghui he was looking for was the grandson of 'that person' whom his old father hated the most.

But Zhu Changluo had no choice. He was insecure and always believed that if he didn't do this, he would probably be deposed by the emperor's father until his position as prince was deposed and he would never be able to see the emperor's father.

Even if he knew that for what he did this time, he would not only be scolded by his old father, but he would not even gain the slightest benefit, Zhu Changluo still had to grit his teeth and do it.

Wang An was right, he was the prince, and although he had the support of an entire civil servant group, these people did not support him in vain.

Although Zhu Changluo is still young, he has grown up in a harem of intrigues and intrigues since he was a child. He knows one thing very well, and that is - in fact, no matter who becomes the prince, it is not important to the civil servants.

Even if it is a different dynasty, it is not that important to most civil servants.

It's just a matter of changing his official hat and court uniform, kneeling down before the new ruler again, and shouting "Long live my emperor".

Zhu Changluo knew very well that in the eyes of these scholars, interests were the most important, and the real purpose of these civil servants fighting desperately to protect him as the prince was just to compete with his emperor father for power.

Zhu Changluo knew that as a prince with no backing, no background, and no favor, if he wanted to secure his position as prince, he could only bring long-term and stable benefits to the civil service group.

Only in this way can he gain long-term and stable support from these people.

Now that Guo Zhengyu has gone in, he, a shaky prince student, must try his best to fish out Guo Zhengyu even if he is just pretending!

Only in this way can Zhu Changluo let these civil servants see the prince's 'sincerity'!
Only in this way can Zhu Changluo make these civil servants firmly support him, the crown prince who may be deposed by the emperor's father at any time!
Only in this way can Zhu Changluo stand in front of his favored brother in this precarious time.

Standing in front of the mirror, looking at himself in the mirror who was thin and haggard, Zhu Changluo smiled with satisfaction.

"After being hungry for so many days, I finally looked like a ghost..."

Zhu Changluo murmured in his heart that he hoped that the emperor's father would feel sorry for him a little and scold him less after seeing his haggard appearance.

"Father, I am your eldest son. The crown prince of the Ming Dynasty can only be me."

……

Qianqing Palace.

Zhu Yijun was somewhat surprised when he saw his haggard and haggard son whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Brother, what's going on with you? Why are you so thin?"

Zhu Changluo was inevitably happy when he heard that the emperor's father did not scold him immediately, but instead asked him about him.

However, before Zhu Changluo had time to answer, he heard the emperor's father say in an unclear tone:

"It seems that Guo Zhengyu is really important to you. Not only does he make you run around begging for mercy for him, but he also makes you so haggard without even thinking about food and drinks. This son of mine is really affectionate and righteous."

Xu was a little too excited after not seeing the emperor's father for a long time. Zhu Changluo was so excited that he was a little confused.

Coupled with his father's concern just now, Zhu Changluo did not hear the true meaning of the emperor's father's words due to the confusion of emotions.

The fourteen-year-old boy really thought that his old father was praising him for his kindness and righteousness.

Zhu Changluo hurriedly said the words he had prepared long ago:
"Father, Mr. Guo is my master. I can vouch for him. He must be innocent! Father, please be merciful and let him go!"

Zhu Changluo knelt on the ground and begged with his forehead on the ground. He did not dare to look up at the emperor's father because he was afraid. "Do you really believe in Guo Zhengyu?"

The emperor's father's question came from above his head, and his tone was still unclear.

"Replying to my father, I just..."

"Who taught you this?"

These four words from Zhu Yijun interrupted all of Zhu Changluo's thoughts so lightly, and what followed was a violent burst of panic!

At the same time, Zhu Yijun looked at his son kneeling on the ground with a cold face.

"Okay!" Zhu Yijun sneered and said:
"My 'good son' is so young, but he is so good at winning people's hearts!
You want to rescue Guo Zhengyu and establish your prestige in front of the former ministers, right?

Even if you can't be saved, you can still let the former ministers see your benevolent attitude as a prince, right?
On the contrary, I am the emperor. If I don’t agree to you, it will be my fault. Even if I agree to you, all the final benefits will be yours.

Prince, I never thought that your son could be so smart! "

Every word Zhu Yijun said was like thunder, hitting Zhu Changluo hard!
This frightened the timid prince, who had his little thoughts but was seen through by the emperor's father at a glance, hurriedly kowtowed and defended:
"Father! I don't mean this! I'm just worried about Mr. Guo's safety! That's all!"

"Oh? Is that all?" Zhu Yijun's voice was cold, and he suddenly laughed strangely:

"Ha, since you are so worried about your Mr. Guo, then fine, I will satisfy you."

After saying that, Zhu Yijun raised his hand to call Chen Ju who was not far away and ordered:
"Go to the prison and inform him. Tell him that the prince feels sorry for his Mr. Guo and ask them to be gentle when they torture him. Don't kill Guo Zhengyu."

His Majesty the Emperor's order was so meaningful that Chen Ju could tell that although His Majesty the Emperor said on the surface not to kill Guo Zhengyu, what he actually meant was - let him die!

Zhu Changluo was so frightened that he didn't dare to raise his head and his whole body was shaking.

Now he also knows that his cleverness was mistaken this time. Not only did he fail to save Guo Zhengyu, but he even wanted to kill Guo Zhengyu!
Zhu Changluo wanted to intercede for Guo Zhengyu, but he did not dare. The cowardice in his bones made it impossible for him to face the emperor's father directly.

There is no way, he is afraid, this is the fear engraved in his bones!
However, Zhu Changluo knew very well that no matter how afraid he was of the emperor's father, he had to quickly find a way to solve the current predicament and dispel the emperor's father's suspicion!
"Father..." Zhu Changluo squeezed out tears and cried as if he was risking his life, treating a dead horse like a living horse:
"I'll tell you the truth, among all the lecturers I have, Mr. Guo is the only one who treats me the best!

Other masters just teach their children to read, but Mr. Guo is different! When it gets cold, he will tell his son to put on more clothes; when it gets hot, he will silently fan him...

When Er Chen fell ill, Mr. Guo even boiled medicine for Er Chen with his own hands. He was also worried about Er Chen's health, so worried that he couldn't sleep the whole night...

Father, I am stupid. I really don’t know where I said something wrong or something that made you angry, but I admit my mistake! I will admit any mistakes! I just ask you to spare Mr. Guo, please! "

Zhu Changluo was crying and begging for mercy while kowtowing crazily! He is not only interceding for Guo Zhengyu, but also saving himself!
Facts seem to prove that this begging for mercy is really useful!
Zhu Changluo never dreamed that his impromptu crying would actually make his emperor father calm down!

Yes, not only was Zhu Yijun no longer angry, he even agreed to let Guo Zhengyu out!
"Go back." Zhu Yijun seemed to be thinking about something and said casually: "After you go back, study hard and don't get involved in these things."

"My son, I obey!" Zhu Changluo hurriedly accepted the order and retreated, for fear that the emperor's father would regret it.

At the same time, Zhu Changluo was even more thankful that he had reacted quickly and resorted to the miserable trick.

It's just that Zhu Changluo is a little strange. He feels that even though he sold miserably, it's not a misfortune. How could the emperor's father, who was always cold and suspicious, be persuaded?

Is it possible that the 'touching' deeds he has compiled have moved the emperor's father?

Isn't it? Did the emperor's father really believe that Guo Zhengyu cared so much about him?

Guo Zhengyu is not his father, how could he be so kind to him...

Yes, Guo Zhengyu is not Zhu Changluo's father, how could he care so much about Zhu Changluo.

The cries that Zhu Changluo mentioned just now were basically made up.

The most Guo Zhengyu could do was to let him wear more clothes when the weather was cold, and occasionally care about his living environment.

As for being sick and unable to sleep all night, this is all false.

He's not his own son, how could he care so much?

What's more, his biological son may not even care that much.

……

Zhu Changluo left without stopping, and Mr. Guo who went to pick him up was released from prison.

Although he was suspected by the emperor's father, Zhu Changluo still achieved his goal, which was more or less a near miss.

Seeing his son eager to leave, Zhu Yijun was a little stunned.

Until Zhu Changluo's figure had completely disappeared, Zhu Yijun was still in a daze, as if thinking about something.

"Other masters just teach me how to read, but Mr. Guo is different! When the weather gets cold, he will tell me to put on more clothes. When the weather gets hot, he will silently fan me..."

"When my son was sick, Mr. Guo even boiled medicine for him with his own hands. He was also worried about my son's health, so worried that he couldn't sleep the whole night..."

"..."

These words Zhu Changluo said echoed back and forth in Zhu Yijun's mind.

These words were so familiar that Zhu Yijun almost immediately remembered that he had said very similar words...

……

"Jun'er, your father has replaced you with a new group of gentlemen, how are they?"

"As for my mother and concubine, the new gentlemen are all gentlemen who have taught my father. They are naturally excellent."

"That's good, Jun'er, you have to study hard. You are the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty and will inherit the throne in the future. You will be responsible for everything in Kyushu."

"Mother, I understand."

"Jun'er, tell me, concubine, which gentleman do you like best?"

"Mother, I like Mr. Zhang the most."

"Why? Isn't Mr. Gao bad? Mr. Gao is your father's favorite teacher."

"Concubine, Mr. Gao is fine, but his voice is too loud. I always think he is fierce... Mr. Zhang is better. His beard is very long, which is very interesting."

"Jun'er, you went to study! Why are you playing with your beard? You are not doing your job properly! Go and kneel for me for half an hour! Reflect on it!"

"Mother, I lied to you just now. I like Mr. Zhang because... because other masters only taught me how to read! Only Mr. Zhang will tell me to put on more clothes when the weather is cold, and he will teach me to wear more clothes when the weather is hot. Will fan me silently!"

"Huh? Is Mr. Zhang so good?"

"Yes, he is not only a nice person, but also good-looking, and his beard is really long..."

"Go kneel!"

"All right……"

"..."

Zhu Yijun didn't know how long he had been in a daze. When he came back to his senses, it was already dark.

"Chen Ju."

"Your Majesty, my servant is here."

"You said... forget it."

"Ah...ah? Your Majesty? What's wrong?"

"nothing."

"My lord, do you suspect that Zhang Chonghui taught him what His Highness the Crown Prince said today?"

"what?"

"Then it seems that this slave is overthinking it... Please forgive me, Mr. Huang Ming..."

"and many more!"

Zhu Yijun suddenly realized something, and his brows became tighter and tighter!

Could it be that... Zhang Chonghui really taught his 'honest' son badly?
(End of this chapter)