The Prodigal Son's Happy Life - Chapter 118

[Chapter 118 What Master Taught Me]

The Royal Palace, the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart.

Emperor Chu looked at the memorial presented from the southwest with a rare smile.

After several discussions with the cabinet, the reform of native land and the mutual trade of tea and horses have been designated as national policies, with the southwest as a pilot and implemented first.

In just half a month, a lot of results were achieved. Although there was some resistance, the tens of thousands of troops of the Duke of Guizhou suppressed the battle, which did not cause much ripples.

As the only Duke of Guizhou among the nine important generals of the imperial court, Duke Qian had guarded the southwest for many years and had a high prestige.

As long as he is here, no matter how big the obstacles are, it won’t be a problem to change his ways and return to his old ways.

Putting down the good news, Emperor Chu picked up another memorial, glanced at it, and frowned tightly.

After looking at it carefully for a moment, his face became more and more ugly.

In the case of Wu Beiku, I originally thought that the highest person behind the case was just the minister of the Ministry of Works. This is already a pillar of the imperial court and an important minister who is qualified to join the cabinet in the future.

The pillar of the imperial court and his loyal minister.

In fact, he was a worm who took bribes and violated the law, colluded with the arsenal chief, sold off weapons and equipment, and enriched his own pockets.

After finding out this level, Emperor Chu was already very heartbroken.

Unexpectedly, there was actually the shadow of the prince behind this.

This made him feel angry, but at the same time he couldn’t help but feel a sense of sadness.

If my crown prince were still here, why would Prince Ning and Prince Kang, these two worthless things,

look

so miserable in the court hall, but in the end they just turned into a sigh.

Emperor Chu put down the memorial, with deep fatigue between his brows.

“Father!”

At this time, a childish voice came.

Emperor Chu raised his eyes and smiled again when he saw the young figure.

He reached out and touched Zhao Hao’s little head and said with a smile: “Father is handling government affairs. I will play with Hao’er later.”

Only Zhao Hao can enjoy this kind of treatment.

Generally speaking, parents always have a certain preference for their youngest children. Firstly, because the children are young and simple-minded, and secondly, because they can still have children when they are old, they cherish them more.

The same is true for Emperor Chu.

After hearing what his father said, Zhao Hao raised the bowl in his hand and said as if he wanted to take credit: “I didn’t come to play with my father, I came to give him food.”

“Oh?”

Emperor Chu said on his face. A trace of surprise emerged, and he looked at the mung bean soup-like thing in the bowl and asked with a smile: “What is this? How come my father has never seen it before.”

Only at this moment did he feel a little comforted.

Although his younger son is not as loyal and loyal as his deceased eldest son, and he has some weird little thoughts from time to time, he is very filial to his father and mother.

Compared with King Kang and King Ning, his temperament is much simpler, and he is naturally smart. Even in the Hanlin Academy, he is praised by countless people.

It’s a pity that he is too young to establish it as a reserve.

Looking at Hao’er’s pretty little face, Emperor Chu didn’t know what he thought of, and there was a hint of darkness in the depths of his eyes.

Zhao Hao didn’t notice at all. He raised the bowl in his hand higher and said excitedly: “Father, this is called mung bean smoothie. Master taught me to make it. Father, I must be tired when dealing with government affairs. This thing is just right to get rid of it.” The summer heat relieves fatigue, father, please try it quickly.”

Master?

When Emperor Chu heard this, he frowned slightly, but he didn’t ask any more questions and took the small bowl containing the so-called mung bean smoothie.

After smelling it, it just smelled like mung bean soup, just a little more cold, nothing special.

Just as he was about to take a bite, Liu Cheng next to him whispered: “Your Majesty.”

Emperor Chu turned around, glanced at him, and asked, “What’s the matter?”

Liu Cheng took out a delicate small box from his arms, and inside was a Silver Needle: “Your Majesty, do you want it?”

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Emperor Chu with a wave of his hand: “No need.”

Then he took a taste with a spoon.

As soon as the smoothie entered his mouth, Emperor Chu felt relaxed all over his body.

Although the weather is getting hotter, the ice cellar is not yet in use.

In the Yangxin Hall, the only way to cool down is some heat-relieving food, such as mung bean soup and sour plum soup.

Ordinary people always think that the emperor is the emperor of a country and can do whatever he wants.

No one can or dares to stop me. The weather is hot, so getting some ice is no big deal.

This is not the case. No matter what era, there is always a special type of officials above the court, called Yanguan.

In the Chu State, this role is usually played by censors. To put it simply, they are the trolls raised by the court.

On weekdays, you don’t have to do anything. You just need to keep an eye on the civil and military officials, nobles and even the emperor. If something goes against the ancestral system or the way of the saints, they will attack them in groups.

For example, in this ice cellar, Emperor Chu would never easily use the ice stored in it unless it was extremely hot.

Otherwise, the imperial censors would find out and submit a large number of memorials to advise the emperor to be frugal.

In fact, the ice storage is the emperor’s internal money. How to deal with it has nothing to do with the ministers.

But the censors decided to get involved, because this is called admonishment, and if you do it well, you can leave your name in history.

The emperor must also pretend to obey the advice, otherwise he will block his words and not listen to the advice.

Therefore, unless the heat was unbearable, Emperor Chu would not bother.

“This”

moment, feeling the coolness brought by the mung bean smoothie, Emperor Chu had a look of surprise on his face. He looked at Zhao Hao and asked, “Is this mung bean smoothie really made by Hao’er?”

Zhao Hao nodded seriously. He nodded and said, “This is what Master taught me.”

In just a few words, the word “Master” was mentioned twice.

However, Emperor Chu still ignored it.

After all, in his eyes, the emperor’s apprenticeship was such a solemn matter.

The master in Hao’er’s mouth was nothing more than a member of the Hanlin Academy. After playing with him for a while, he recognized him as his master. Due to the majesty of the royal family, he did not dare to refuse.

It’s just a joke

, “This thing does have the effect of dispelling summer heat and relieving fatigue, but”

in the palace, only the ice cellar stores ice. How can a small Hanlin get it?

Emperor Chu asked in confusion: “Where did you get this Bing Hao’er?”

Zhao Hao’s face showed a proud look, and he said excitedly: “My son, this is made of water and stone!”

After a pause, he added He said: “This is what Master taught me.”

Hearing that his simple-minded child mentioned Master for the third time.

Emperor Chu finally frowned and said, “How can water and stone be made into ice?”

I think someone saw you as a child, simple-minded and ignorant of the world, and tricked you into playing!

The second half of the words was hidden in his heart and was not spoken out. He was just planning to send someone to investigate after Zhao Hao left.

Although the prince is young, he cannot be coaxed by anyone!

Seeing that his father didn’t believe him, Zhao Hao curled his lips and said, “This is really made of water and stone. If my father doesn’t believe it, I can make it again and show it to my father.”

(End of Chapter)