How to make a famous minister

Chapter 95

Zhu Cihong frowned and walked quickly through the corridor, as if something was chasing him behind.

He is already 16 years old, and his aunt has been choosing a princess for him in recent years.

Zhu Cihong is not interested in what kind of person the princess is, as long as she is quiet and obedient.What worries him even more is "His Royal Highness, are you going out for a horse race today?"

The little eunuch with sharp eyesight stepped forward and asked.

Zhu Cihong likes horse racing, and is also good at selecting and taming horses.Nowadays, the treasure horses that pay tribute from Mongolia are given priority to the prince, and even the imperial horse of the emperor is the one left by the prince.

Zhu Cihong went out for a run twice a day, and even went to Huangzhuang if he had something to do, not to mention running for an hour or two when he was in a bad mood.

The longest time for the prince to run was four hours, and both legs were almost useless after running.

"Bring my Jingfan." Jingfan is Zhu Cihong's fastest horse and also his beloved BMW. Its name comes from Sun Quan's favorite horse in the Three Kingdoms.

"Yes." As soon as Zhang Shan, the chief eunuch, heard that Jing Fan was brought by the prince, he immediately lost the intention of persuading him.

The prince must be in an extremely bad mood again, it's better not to add trouble to him at this time.What's more, he is not as impulsive now as he was then. Zhang Shan relaxed a little, thinking that he should remind the crown prince appropriately.

"Prince..." Before Zhang Shan could say anything.Zhu Cihong had already gone inside and changed into a riding outfit.

"Prince..." Zhang Shan wanted to follow up and say some words of persuasion, but Zhu Cihong's eyes blocked his throat.

Zhang Shan touched the cold sweat on his neck and decided not to speak anymore.

Without the annoying nagging voice, Zhu Cihong felt much better.

Zhang Shan is good at everything, but loves to chatter.Zhu Cihong thought impatiently.But after running a few laps, it was already dark, and Zhu Cihong was a little hungry.

After thinking for a while, he still turned his horse's head, "Go to the Taifu's residence."

Fan Xuanchao's mansion is still the one that Fan Yongnian rented when he was an official in Beijing.Zhu Youjian originally wanted to give him a mansion, but Fan Xuanchao was used to living here and eating the small stalls in the alley, so he was still reluctant to leave.

In the end, Zhu Youjian personally came forward to buy the house, and ordered the Ministry of Rites to repair it, and it was over.

Zhu Cihong was often brought here by Zhu Youjian when he was a child, either to eat or to stay overnight, and now the Fan Mansion still has a room for him.

It was getting late, but fortunately Fan Xuanchao was busy with affairs, so he hadn't eaten yet.

But what surprised Zhu Cihong was that his father was also here, but he just didn't react to salute.

Zhu Youjian seems to be in a good mood today, drinking and playing chess with Fan Xuanchao, glass by glass.

"Excuse me, Brother Chun is here." Sure enough, Zhu Youjian was in a good mood, and pulled his son to sit down beside him.

Fan Xuanchao saluted, and Zhu Cihong hurriedly helped him up.

After the routine greetings, Zhu Youjian and Fan Xuanchao didn't care about Zhu Cihong on the side, and continued playing chess on their own.

This made Zhu Cihong heave a sigh of relief.

Whenever the three of them were present, Zhu Cihong's mood would become inexplicably strange.This kind of strangeness was not obvious when I was a child, and it became more embarrassing as I grew up.

Especially after the mother died, this embarrassment and discomfort were magnified many times at once.

Zhu Cihong is not a child anymore, the eyes in the palace and the interaction between his father and Taifu always make him feel a little bit.In addition, from the top to the bottom of the Ming Dynasty, from the princes and generals to the traffickers and pawns, the south wind prevailed, and it was difficult for him not to know.

But when he thought that his mother had been trapped in the palace for many years, and finally died of depression, Zhu Cihong felt dissatisfied in his heart.

On one side is his biological mother, with natural affection; on the other side is the Prime Minister of the country who taught him to protect him since he was a child and worked tirelessly. It is difficult for Zhu Cihong to distinguish who is superior.I had no choice but to keep my brows together forever.

Zhu Cihong had been hiding from them for a long time, and today he came to the Taifu's residence to ask for advice on that business matter that gave him a headache.Otherwise, he would not come here on his own initiative.Even this time, I have to run a few laps before coming.

I didn't expect to meet my father at the Taifu's mansion. In addition to embarrassment, I also felt restless that "father and Taifu must have known that I was avoiding them".

It wasn't until the two of them played a plate that Zhu Youjian said as if he had just woken up from a dream: "Oh, I forgot, Brother Chun hasn't eaten yet. Serve the meal quickly."

The three of them followed the habit of "no talking when eating, no talking when sleeping", until the food was removed and the tea was served, Zhu Youjian then opened his mouth slowly and asked, "Brother Chun hasn't been here for a long time, and today is there again?" What embarrassing thing should I ask your master?"

Zhu Cihong struggled for a moment with his natural tone, but obediently said: "It's about meeting the Portuguese."

Although overseas trade has brought Daming a lot of wealth, there are always some people who will oppose it.Some simply defended the ancestral family law, while some failed to take a share of it.

Fan Xuanchao is mostly in charge of negotiating with the Portuguese and other foreigners.In recent years, Zhu Cihong has also been assigned to six shifts, and has more or less contact with them.

Zhu Cihong was sure that among the officials who jumped out to oppose him was his younger brother Yongwang.The main point of the discussion today is the issue of King Yong. Now that the father is here, he dare not speak up.

"There are too many people, and it will be troublesome to do something." Zhu Youjian said casually, tapping his fingers on the table rhythmically. "Hmph, they think that if they talk to many people, three people can become tigers and deceive me? It's a pity, I am no longer the ignorant child I used to be."

Zhu Cihong vaguely felt that what his father was talking about was not the same thing as him.The Taifu obviously knew about it, he patted the back of the emperor's hand as he knocked on the table, and said gently: "It's okay, if they want to say it, they can say it, anyway, it's the truth. Don't be angry, the doctor said you shouldn't get angry."

"Hmph, I will never allow them to insult you. When they are all out of the water, I will catch them together." He is famous for his fishing skills.

When Zhu Cihong heard this, he suddenly realized.

King Yong asked someone to submit a booklet to ask the Tai Tuo to be reprimanded.

The Tai Tuo has always been his husband and is a natural wife.For King Yong, Fan Xiang, who is loyal to the prince and holds great power, is a person who must be removed.Fortunately, Fan Xuanchao has a fatal flaw - that is Zhu Youjian's favor.

There are not many people who are dissatisfied with Fan Xuanchao in the DPRK and China, and doing things still has to offend others.As a result, the impeachment of Fan Xuanchao continued one after another, but it would be strange if it disappeared.

Thinking of this, Zhu Cihong decided in his heart - as long as Taifu Fan is fine, his position will be unbreakable.

This conclusion made him even more depressed.

In the end, Zhu Cihong still left.Failed to bring back Chongzhen Emperor Zhu Youjian, who was privately visited by Weibo.

——Father probably won't go back until the gate of the palace opens tomorrow.

The expressionless Prince Zhu Cihong thought so.

"His Royal Highness probably will be unhappy." Fan Xuanchao said calmly while leaning against the window.

"It's not happy to let him go, and we are not in the way of anyone."

"There are too many people in my way, but His Majesty doesn't care about them."

Seeing that Fan Xuanchao was in a low mood, Zhu Youjian quickly said: "Look at today, I don't know if it happened that you were drunk and I helped you to go to the Nuan Pavilion to rest? Now it's me who is pillowing on your knee, just the other way around. gone."

"I remember." Fan Xuanchao's face became much better, "The snow that day was also as heavy as today."

"Let's play a game of chess, Taifu."

"It's better to obey than respect, Your Majesty." Fan Xuanchao smiled slightly.