Seiwa

Chapter 203 Meng Qinghe's Decision

Zhu Zhanhe is small but courageous, he stepped into the Xinuan Pavilion, bowed down and saluted, regardless of Zhu Di's black face, he bluntly said that he would go out of the palace to visit Uncle Xingning.

"The emperor's grandfather once said that the teacher is a great teacher. Shaobao taught his grandson knowledge, and now he is seriously ill, his grandson should go to visit him, and ask for permission from the emperor's grandfather."

Say goodbye, goodbye.

Zhu Zhanhe had a serious expression and sincere words, which should have been very convincing.However, due to the limited body, the chassis is quite unstable when saluting, and there is a risk of swaying from side to side or leaning forward at any time.It is really difficult to continue to be serious.

The eunuch who served Zhu Zhanhe was heartbroken, as if there were fifteen buckets fetching water, up and down.I'm afraid that Xiaoshizi will be unstable and his bones will fall to the ground.There is precedent for such a thing.It's just that the place where the incident happened was not the West Nuan Pavilion of Fengtian Palace, but the main hall of Kunning Palace.

Being interrupted by Zhu Zhanhe, the anger in Zhu Di's heart was instantly extinguished.Blackface is also showing signs of warming up.Putting down the memorial, coughing, "You want to go?"

While speaking, sharp gazes swept behind Zhu Zhanhe, all the eunuchs and courtiers shrank their necks, and their legs trembled unconsciously.

"It's my grandson's own idea to return to the emperor's grandfather and be a military officer with others."

Zhu Zhanhe raised his head, his face tensed.

After a while, Zhu Di said: "I see, you can get up."

"Grandfather agreed?"

Zhu Zhanhe didn't get up immediately, and the three-headed body was also careful.

However, how could he hide this thought from Emperor Yong Le?

Seeing that Zhu Zhanhe couldn't get up for a long time, and looked at him eagerly, Zhu Diding lost his temper.

"Okay, I'm sure, get up."

After finishing speaking, he simply got up and bypassed the case, walked up to Zhu Zhanhe, bent down and picked him up.

In a short period of time, he gained a lot of weight again, and his face did not grow flesh, but he had grown taller.

"Thank you, grandpa."

"It's getting late today, and tomorrow morning, when I see Duke Ding, I will ask him to take you out of the palace."

Duke Ding?uncle?

Zhu Zhanhe's eyes lit up.

"A very powerful uncle?"

Emperor Yong Le nodded.

"Grandfather, can you let father and king go with you?"

"Why?"

"Shaobao said that my father is excellent in martial arts, and Uncle Wang said that my uncle is even better. My father must want to compete with my uncle to see who wins."

Gao Xu wants to compete with Xuan'er to decide the winner?

For a moment, Emperor Yong Le's expression was distorted.

Seeing that Zhu Di had a very strange expression, Zhu Zhanhe asked puzzledly, "Grandfather?"

Blinking his big eyes, Emperor Yong Le hugged his grandson, decisively kicked his son aside, "I'm sure."

"Thank you, grandpa!"

Zhu Zhanhe's eyes were shining, and Zhu Di was in a good mood.

If Zhu Gaoxu was present, he would definitely cry, what is a father who cheats his son, and what is a brat who cheats his father?This is!

At this time, an eunuch reported that Zhu Zhanji was waiting outside the door.

After Zhu Di carried Zhu Zhanhe back to the imperial case, he said loudly, "Xuan."

Zhu Zhanji walked into the Nuan Pavilion, knelt down and saluted: "The grandson has met the emperor's grandfather."

Compared with Zhu Zhanhe, Zhu Zhanji is meticulous in every move.When saluting, you can't pick out the slightest mistake.

Zhu Di was in a good mood, even because Zhu Zhanji thought of his eldest son, he didn't stop smiling immediately.However, today, the Ministry of War sent a new map. According to the report below, the two grandsons are looking at the map in the Wenhua Palace.Zhan He came early, did Zhan Ji focus on copying the map, so he was a step behind, or was he waiting outside the Nuan Pavilion?

Thinking of this, Zhu Di's smile faded, but instead of blaming Zhu Zhanji, he said, "Zhan He will go out of the palace tomorrow to visit Uncle Xing Ning, you should go too."

Hearing this at first, Zhu Zhanji raised his head in surprise. What does the emperor's grandfather mean to allow him to go to the Wenhua Palace to listen to Xingningbo's lecture?

"If you want to worship Xingning Bo as your teacher, you have to work hard on your own."

Zhu Zhanji's eyes widened, and all his stability and indifference disappeared, leaving only the excitement and the excitement of getting what he wanted, and his mood soared instantly, "Grandson, thank you, grandpa!"

His father told him that the emperor's grandfather was the son of heaven before he was the grandfather.He thought about it for a long time, some were at a loss, and more often he was lost.

Now, Zhu Zhanji dare not say that his father was wrong, but he understands better that the emperor's grandfather is the son of heaven and his grandfather, and he will still care about and love him.As long as he doesn't make mistakes, he doesn't make the same mistakes as his concubine.

Zhu Di hugged Zhu Zhanhe and patted Zhu Zhanji on the shoulder. The three of them, grandparents and grandchildren, rarely had such a warm moment.

Zheng He came back from Wenyuan Pavilion and stopped at the gate of Nuan Pavilion, without rushing forward to disturb him.Hou Xian happened to rush over to do something, the two met, their eyes collided in mid-air, and there was another burst of crackling and sparks flying.It wasn't until the announcement came from inside the warm pavilion that they turned their heads at the same time and curled their lips silently.

Zheng He squinted at Hou Xian, and said to himself, "I'm going to sea next month. When we get to sea, let's see how arrogant you are!"

Hou Xian reached into his arms, squeezed tightly the porcelain bottle containing the pills, and sneered: I think our family has lived for nothing for so many years, and going outside the Great Wall is for nothing, so are you prepared to go to sea?dream!

When it was time to light the lanterns, Zhu Di finished his government affairs and took Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Zhanhe to Kunning Palace for dinner.

"His Majesty."

When the grandparents and grandchildren arrived together, Empress Xu was a little surprised, and went forward to meet her, her smile still gentle.

"Come to the imperial grandmother."

"The grandson has met the emperor's grandmother."

Zhu Zhanji saluted sternly, Zhu Zhanhe was like a little tiger, and after the salute, he had fun, and was hugged by Empress Xu, laughing so hard that his heart softened.

Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui came to accompany their mother for dinner regularly. Seeing the scene in front of them, the two brothers looked at each other. The deep meaning in their eyes could only be understood by each other.

In Dingguo's mansion, a "family banquet" was also set up.

Several standing lamps, like torches as thick as arms, illuminate the room like daytime.

Sitting at the table, Meng Qingyi felt uncomfortable.Eating at the same table with Shen Xuan is really stressful.

Meng Qingjiang sensed something was wrong, but he didn't speak easily.In fact, he was more uncomfortable than Meng Qingyi.Meng Qingyi knew about the relationship between Shen Xuan and Meng Qinghe, but he was still kept in the dark.In the frontier fortress, eating and sleeping with Twelve Lang was already used to it.Who is Keding Guogong?Looking at the wine glass in front of him, Meng Silang couldn't believe that just now, the Duke himself poured wine for him.

Meng Qinghe didn't talk, didn't drink, and just buried himself in eating.

The world is big, and the food is the biggest.

Shen Xuan raised his wine glass, and the clear wine exuded a strong fragrance, "Respect to the two elder brothers." Just six words, but the impact is extraordinary.

Meng Qingyi's expression was complicated, and Meng Qingjiang almost slipped under the table.

The two remained motionless, Shen Xuan toasted and waited quietly.

Blue gown, gold belt hosta.Tian Huang nobles, anointed Liang children.

In the candlelight of a room, the handsome face is even more dusty and delicate.But it is also as sharp and cold as a blade.

"Your Majesty!"

Picking up the wine cup, Meng Qingyi drank it down in one gulp.Not for anything else, but for Twelve Lang, he must drink this wine.I only hope that Duke Ding can treat Twelfth Lang kindly, as if he had sworn to marry him until he grows old.

After three cups, Meng Qingyi put down the wine cup.

Shen Xuan didn't try to persuade him anymore, there was no need to say many words.It is better to act according to the heart than to talk about it.

Meng Qinghe finally raised his head, and ordered his family members to take down the jug and serve hot soup, "Brother Jiu is taking medicine, so don't drink too much, three cups is an exception. Fourth cousin, don't overdose, either."

Shen Xuan tilted his head and raised his eyebrows, his eyes clearly reflected the faces of the people around him.The calendula was sent to the lips, moistened with wine, red as if they were about to bleed.

"Grandpa will go to court tomorrow." Meng Qinghe narrowed his eyes, bent his mouth, and raised his eyebrows, but didn't say the rest of the sentence.Tonight, the Duke intends to stay in the West Wing?

Jinzhan put it down immediately, held the bowl with chopsticks, and concentrated on eating.

Obviously, the Duke is very satisfied with the East Wing and doesn't plan to move it.

After eating, Meng Qingjiang and Meng Qingyi went back to the guest room to rest.

Thinking of Meng Qingyi's previous words, Meng Qingjiang had many doubts in his heart, and when he looked at Meng Qinghe and Shen Xuan, his expressions unconsciously became a little stiff.Meng Silang's nervousness was obviously not at the same level as Meng Qing and his brothers.

Meng Qinghe needs to take medicine after meals.

At first, one pair per day, and as time goes by, it becomes one pair every three days.

Shen Xuan cleared his hands, held up the porcelain bowl, tested the temperature, scooped up a spoonful of soup and brought it to Meng Qinghe's mouth, the coldness faded, and said in a warm voice: "It's not hot anymore."

"Master, I'll do it myself." It's not that he has no romantic cells, such a situation will be repeated almost every time he takes medicine.After many times, Meng Qinghe also learned to behave.Absolutely don't be soft, if necessary, grab the bowl with your hands.

Shen Xuan didn't insist, after Meng Qinghe drank the soup in two or three gulps, he picked up a preserved fruit and put it in his mouth.

The fingertips brushed the corners of the lips, taking away a touch of brown.Sent it to my lips, licked it lightly, with lowered eyes, as if I didn't feel bitter at all.

Meng Qinghe bit the preserved fruit, feeling very helpless.

Over the years, Hou Erdai's skills have been getting better and better, and his resistance has plummeted.

Red ears are nothing, soaring heartbeat is also acceptable, but what’s the matter?

It's nothing more than a successful pounce, and he often pounces on the sheep and enters the tiger's mouth, and he still enjoys it. It's not his body that's damaged, but his brain, right?

Thinking about it carefully, the days when he and the Duke of the State get together less and stay away more, are full of plans, and the seven-year itch is far away.

So, his performance is more or less justified... right?

"What is Twelve Lang thinking about?"

Meng Qinghe pushed away the medicine bowl, not wanting to talk.Can't resist the beauty of the Duke of the country, how can he say something like hydrogen gas in his head?

Shen Xuan raised his eyebrows, "Twelve Langs don't want to tell?"

Meng Qinghe molared, "The Duke really wants to know?"

"nature."

"That's good." Meng Qinghe nodded, and said blatantly, "Young Master is unparalleled in beauty and unparalleled in the world. I admire him very much. Every time I see him, my face turns red and my ears blush, and my heart thumps. I can't help but fly away."

Shen Xuan: "..."

Continue to brazenly say, "This is the truth."

Shen Xuan: "..."

Insist on outrageously, "Speak from the heart!"

If it wasn't for worrying that the stimulation would be too great, Shen Xuan would be violent and it would not end well, Meng Qinghe would still recite two passages of poetry.

There are gangsters, like cuts are like consultations, like cuts like grinding.

It is full of ears, and it will be like a star.

Such as gold, such as tin, such as jade, such as jade.

What a true portrayal.

However, just one sentence, the consequences were beyond expectations.

Meng Twelve Lang fell on the couch, regretting it too late.If there is no accident, I am afraid that I will be bedridden for three days.

The next day, Duke Dingguo went out refreshed and went to court.

Uncle Xing slept until noon, when he woke up, Shen Xuan had already returned to the mansion, and brought back two distinguished guests.

Zhu Zhanji, the son of King Ping, and Zhu Zhanhe, the son of King Han.

When the emperor's grandson comes, if you change to another family, it must be like facing a big enemy, and the venue will be cleared ahead of time, for fear that something might go wrong.If a person with ulterior motives emerges from any corner and bumps into the emperor's grandson, the whole house will be in bad luck.

Dingguo Mansion has no such rules.

Since Xingningbo moved here, the emperor's son and brother-in-law came here every now and then to grab a meal. Everyone in the Duke's Mansion has already been trained, so it's not surprising.

Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Zhanhe went out of the palace in modest clothes, with only a few guards besides the eunuchs who were accompanying them.If other factors are not considered, even the guards can be omitted with Duke Dingguo present.

Men, women and children inside and outside the capital, everyone knows that Ding Guogong is a fierce man among fierce men, and his martial arts are equally invincible.

Dare to trouble Duke Ding?It's not much easier than being invited to Fusi, Jinyiwei North Town, to drink tea and chat.

Zhu Zhanji has been out of the palace quite a few times, although he has never been to Dingguo's mansion, his performance is always not out of line.

Zhu Zhanhe was full of curiosity.When leaving the palace, he was still thinking about his father Zhu Gaoxu.Zhu Gaosui joined in the fun and wanted to follow.On the way, he was called by Empress Xu, and Zhu Gaoxu grabbed his brother tightly and took the opportunity to escape.

Just kidding, to learn martial arts with Ding Guogong?He has no tendency to seek beatings.

Do you think you will be merciful if you are a prince?Dreaming is more realistic.

He was beaten hard, and when he returned to the palace with two dark circles under his eyes, his father would probably say, well beaten!Then he waved his whip and gave him another good beating.

Fortunately, Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui didn't follow, otherwise, Meng Qinghe wondered if he would blush until his ears and nostrils smoked together.

Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Zhanhe were invited to the East Chamber, Meng Qinghe changed into casual clothes, smiled kindly, "I have met the prince."

"It's not necessary to be more polite than less protection."

After saying this, Zhu Zhanji stopped talking.

Zhu Zhanhe didn't have so many scruples, and he just asked a series of questions. It can be heard that he cares about Meng Qinghe very much, and he really cares as an elder.

"Lao Shizi is worried. The lower official is just a relapse of his old illness. He took the medicine and it will be better in three to five days. He didn't dare to bring his illness into the palace, so he stopped teaching just now." Meng Qinghe said with a smile, "In the future, the Zhao Yuan envoy will come to the palace to serve you. If there is no serious problem with the pulse diagnosis, I will continue to teach the son."

"Is what Shaobao said true?"

"nature."

Zhu Zhanhe was still worried, "If the less insurance is not good, let the Zhao Yuan envoy administer the acupuncture."

Meng Qinghe: "..." Why does this kid always want to get an injection?

When the two were talking, Zhu Zhanji never interjected. It was not until Zhu Zhanhe calmed down, held up a cup of tea to moisten his mouth, and said solemnly: "I just want to learn about overseas affairs, and I want to listen to Shaobao's lectures with Wang Di. I wonder if Shaobao can agree?"

Listen to his lecture?

Zhu Zhanji was very humble, with a very gentle tone, but Meng Qinghe unexpectedly remembered the palace banquet a few years ago, when Zhu Zhanji was the eldest grandson who was most favored by Emperor Yongle.

"Your Majesty wants to know about things from overseas?"

"Yes." Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "With the permission of the emperor's grandfather, I would like to go out to sea by boat and see the vast land that Shaobao talked about after I became an adult alone."

Meng Qinghe didn't agree immediately, but asked: "Did the son report to His Majesty?"

"Gu has asked the emperor's grandfather for instructions." Zhu Zhanji said, "The emperor said that if you want to be taught by the Shaobao, you have to work hard on your own."

Is this agree, or disagree?

Do you want him to follow Zhu Zhanji's wishes and tell him about the overseas world, or do you refuse with excuses?

After pondering for a while, Meng Qinghe took a deep breath and decided to agree to Zhu Zhanji's request.

"Every fifth and ninth day of the lunar new year, the princes can go to the Wenhua Hall, and the next official will teach the two princes overseas affairs."

"Thank you Shaobao!"

Zhu Zhanji was very happy to achieve his wish, and stood up to salute Meng Qinghe.

Meng Qinghe didn't accept the full salute, and after getting out of the way, he solemnly returned the salute.After all, they are not masters and apprentices, and they are only guessing about Emperor Yong Le's decision, so it's better to be more cautious.

Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Zhanhe did not stay in the Duke's mansion for dinner, and were sent back to the palace after staying for less than an hour.

The person was brought by Shen Xuan, so naturally he had to send it back.

Meng Qinghe exhausted all his strength, and after Shen Xuan left, he fell on the couch again.

Tired, but my mind kept spinning.

The son of King Han, the son of King Ping, Emperor Yongle, the three princes, Daming, overseas...

The more I think about it, the more my head hurts.

If courtiers meddle in the affairs of the royal family, there will be no good fruit.Shen Xuan still takes three steps before taking one step, how capable is he to be the teacher of the two princes?

Do not agree?

With a wry smile, is this something he can avoid if he doesn't agree?

Originally, he didn't need to think about everything, so it was easy to get into a dead end.But when Meng Qingyi came back, he re-applied household registration. Whether it was a civilian household or a military household, he was no longer the only male in the Meng family.

Meng Qinghe closed his eyes and tapped his fingers lightly on his legs.

First-class uncles can be hereditary.

However, whether it is adoption or Meng Qingyi has a son, he does not intend to let his family inherit the title.When the right opportunity arises, the iron coupons issued by the emperor will also be voluntarily returned.

If Meng Qingyi hadn't come back, Tie Cou could still stay at home, but when he came back, many things would change.

"Difficult."

He squeezed his forehead and sighed.

Historically, Zhu Di was emperor for nearly 20 years.Today, history is quietly changing. Zhu Neng survived, and Empress Xu did not die of illness. Zhu Di followed Zhu Yuanzhang's example. It should not be a big problem to be a dragon chair for another 30 to [-] years.

In the sixth year of Yongle, the crown prince was still not established.

Zhu Gaochi changed his title to Guizhou, and Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui were sealed to northern Xinjiang.

Annan became Jiaozhi, and the cannons of Liaodong sounded, and the Jurchen tribe who belonged to them had already invaded North Korea.

What Meng Qinghe knows, what he doesn't know, what has happened in history and what hasn't happened, all splash thick ink on the scroll of time and space, and also directly or indirectly affect his life.

What worried Meng Qinghe the most was, with his health condition, would he be able to survive Emperor Yong Le in this time and space?

If not...

Thinking of this, Meng Qinghe lowered his eyes and further strengthened his determination for what to do next.