Ming Dynasty: I risked my life to teach the prince, the emperor begged me not to die

Chapter 5 The best of both worlds
Emperor Hongzhi stared at Zhu Houzhao and asked, "So, what exactly do you want to say?"

Zhu Houzhao said with a smile: "Father, Wang Yue is the fist and the guillotine of our Ming Dynasty!"

"As long as he is in charge of the Northwest, there will be no trouble in the Northwest."

Zhu Houzhao imitated Chen Ce and said calmly: "I don't recommend Wang Yue to send troops!"

"He is already 74 years old, and the northwest is a bitter and cold place. If he really dies, the fists and guillotines of the Ming Dynasty will be gone!"

Zhu Youtang was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhu Houzhao blankly, and nodded secretly.

Of course, he didn't think that Zhu Houzhao could say these words. Jiao Fang? Or Yang Tinghe?
It couldn't be Jiao Fang. He was transferred back to the capital just last year after completing his mourning period. He is already over sixty years old. He was in charge of teaching the Crown Prince etiquette today, so he would not say such a thing.

Then there are only two young teachers, either Jin Gui or Yang Tinghe.

In short, Emperor Hongzhi did not think that this was something his own son would say.

But no matter who taught the crown prince, at least his son listened, right? He was also able to help his father solve problems, which was enough for Emperor Hongzhi to nod with satisfaction.

Zhu Houzhao looked at Emperor Hongzhi's expression excitedly and was filled with joy.

Good guy!
There's something about that consumptive guy. My father actually began to show admiration for him!
"Father, don't listen to those fools in the East Palace saying that I'm naughty. I'm not naughty at all!"

Zhu Youtang was so angry that he couldn't help but spit out blood. He was praising him in his heart just now, but now he started to scold his teacher as a fool. Is there a prince like you?
"Then I want to ask you, since Wang Yue is not allowed to send troops, what do you think?"

Ah this...

That tuberculosis patient didn’t tell me, so I don’t know either.

Zhu Houzhao shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Emperor Hongzhi said: "If you don't know, go ask the expert who is guiding you behind the scenes."

"Oh."

Looking at Zhu Houzhao's departing back, Emperor Hongzhi sighed softly. He really hoped that his son would grow up sooner and stop making trouble.

Emperor Hongzhi already had an idea in his mind.

The civil officials urged him to send troops to the northwest as soon as possible. Troops must be sent to the northwest. The little prince cannot be allowed to harass the northwest. The Ming Dynasty must also show its sword to Turpan so that they will stop coveting Hami.

Troops must be sent, but it’s okay if Wang Yue is not allowed to do it personally.

Wang Yue continued to stay in Hami, control the seven guards of Guanxi, and order his generals to send troops.

This is a best of both worlds solution, as it allows one to give an explanation to the civil officials and also protect Wang Yue.

Previously, Zhu Youtang had planned to let Wang Yue lead the troops personally, but Zhu Houzhao's words today made him change his mind.

Yes, Wang Yue is already seventy-four years old and he can’t stand the hardship anymore!
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When Zhu Houzhao returned to the Eastern Palace, the treasury was out of money. Starting from this year, Emperor Hongzhi also began to renovate the temple and built sacrificial halls on a large scale. The Ministry of Revenue had to spend a lot of money, and the treasury was already in deficit, so the expenses for the Eastern Palace were much less.

Zhu Houzhao could only ask Liu Jin and others for money.

He planned to leave the palace to find the consumptive man to ask about the situation. After all, his father had asked him to ask the master behind him.

Zhu Houzhao felt uncomfortable just thinking about having to pay compensation for kicking in the door of the consumptive man.

I shouldn't have kicked the door.

Fortunately, Liu Jin said that for such a small shabby courtyard, paying ten or twenty cents for the door would be enough. Of course, Liu Jin was even more shocked as to why Zhu Houzhao would say such a thing?

Our prince has never been a good person!

When he went to the East Factory to pretend to be the governor, he beat up several civil servants from the Taichang Temple, but he didn't ask for compensation.

Why are you so polite now?
Liu Jin didn't dare to say much and could only carefully accompany Zhu Houzhao out of the palace.

The Huaihua Hutong next to the Tongji Canal had a feeling of winding paths leading to secluded places. However, Liu Jin had just walked into the hutong and looked at the dilapidated houses on both sides, and said, "Sir, what are we doing in this poor place?"

"I have soiled your clothes for no reason." Zhu Houzhao said, "Don't tell me that I am the crown prince, or I will castrate you!"

Liu Jin: "..."

You don't need to do this. I did it myself at the beginning, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to enter the palace.

"Oh, okay." Liu Jin smiled flatteringly.

This time Zhu Houzhao did not kick, but knocked on the door of the small courtyard.

It was evening and Chen Ce was having dinner in the middle hall. Hearing a knock on the door, he walked out curiously and opened the door to the courtyard.

He looked at Zhu Houzhao in astonishment and asked, "Why are you here again?"

Who is this person?

So arrogant?

Liu Jin complained in his heart, as if he disliked our prince very much, and didn't even open his dog eyes to see who this is!
Zhu Houzhao put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and said, "I am a trustworthy person. I will compensate you as I said, and I will keep my word."

Chen Ce said "oh" and took the twenty coins from Liu Jin's hand. He glanced at Zhu Houzhao again and asked in confusion, "Why do you always like to raise your head when you speak?"

"Are you having neck problems?"

No! I already said I'm not sick!
Don't you think I'm pretty cool?

I've seen Jiao Fang and Fei Hong speak like this, and they look like they've been through a lot, so he followed suit. Why do you think I'm sick when you say that?
Young people do not know the taste of sorrow, they just love to climb higher.

Chen Ce suddenly thought of this poem, which was very suitable for the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty.

"There is one thing I don't understand."

Zhu Houzhao wanted to continue looking up at the sky and talking, but he was afraid that Chen Ce would say he was sick, so he lowered his head.

He sniffed, and a scent wafted over, which made his eyes light up. He asked, "Are you having dinner?"

Chen Ce nodded and said, "Yes."

Zhu Houzhao asked: "How does it taste?"

Chen Ce said: "It should be OK."

He acquired gourmet skills on the farm and the dishes he made are very delicious.

Today's dinner is a dish of braised carp and green vegetables and tofu.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't hold it in any longer. Am I asking you this? Brother, you don't want to invite me to eat with you? How rude!
Chen Ce thought for a moment and asked Zhu Houzhao, "Do you want to eat together?"

Just as Zhu Houzhao was about to speak, Liu Jin sneered, "Nonsense! Would our master eat this kind of garbage?"

"Our master usually eats delicacies from land and sea. Do you understand delicacies from land and sea? Have you seen them?"

Chen Ce shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it."

"Mr. Zhu is a noble man, and he shouldn't eat peasant food."

Chen Ce came to the central hall and sat down, eating carp with rice quietly and politely.

Zhu Houzhao swallowed his saliva, stared at the dishes on the table, wishing he could strangle Liu Jin, the talkative bastard, to death!

"I have a question for you."

Zhu Houzhao stared at the carp on the table and spoke.

Chen Ce said, "What's the problem?"

(End of this chapter)