MTL - First Prince of Ming Dynasty-Chapter 653 outing

  Chapter 653 Outing

  Prince Yude, in charge of the crown prince's teachings and morals, satirizes everything. Of course, Deng Yu has been guarding outside all year round. This is just a false title, but it also firmly binds Deng Yu to the frame of the East Palace.

  Deng Zhen, the eldest son of Deng Yuzhi, also went to northern Xinjiang with Xu Yungong, Chang Mao and other martial arts disciples under Zhu Biao's order to take charge of the thorough investigation of border smuggling, and has not returned until now.

  So Zhu Biao was not dissatisfied with the marriage of his younger brothers with the top nobles, and he never thought of obstructing anything. Marriage was never a matter of one or two people, but between two families.

  He has already married one himself, and his legitimate sons are still young, so naturally he has to rely on the efforts of his younger brothers to win over the hearts of the warriors and let them see the hope of their children and grandchildren living together with the country.

  Zhao Huai'an's voice came from outside the curtain: "My lord, Zhang Wei, the commander of the army and horses, asked whether to expel the people who followed behind."

  It was originally the Shangsi Festival, and the royal family and aristocrats organized outings, and the people in the capital whose living standards far surpassed those of other state capitals naturally wanted to join in the fun, so the number of people who followed frightened the generals in charge of the guards.

The more people there are, the more likely there will be troubles. Even if they are sure to guarantee the safety of your highnesses, they dare not take this risk. What's more, even if nothing happens to your highnesses, if any accident happens to the sons and daughters of the civil and military officials below, it must be They are punished.

Zhu Biao thought for a while and ordered: "It's rare to have a good time during the festive season, and it's a good thing to have fun with the people. A few more soldiers will be transferred from the Beijing camp, and the female relatives will take care of them more. Let the girls from all families go together. Running around."

   "No."

   In fact, you can’t run anywhere. This Zijin Mountain is not without forbidden places. Ordinary people can just have fun and outing in the outer area. Officials and ladies have many servants and servants, and the chance of danger is too small.

  Especially when the royal family travels, the soldiers in charge of the guards have long been gearing up and waiting to perform meritorious service. The soldiers and horses have also ordered those green-skinned rogues in Beijing who are idle to stay safe today, otherwise skinning and cramp will be light.

  Bingmasi specializes in arresting robbers in the capital, fighting and clearing streets and ditches, etc. It seems inconspicuous, but he has a lot of contact with all classes in Beijing, otherwise Zhu Biao would not have specially handed over this position to Zhang Wei.

Zhu Lu, who had been looking at the scenery outside curiously with the curtain open, suddenly turned her head and leaned on Zhu Biao's knees and asked, "Brother Huang, is there a swing for playing over there? Is there a kite for cuju? By the way, there is a big tiger." Can I touch it?"

  Zhu Biao smiled slightly: "You can't touch tigers, there are other things, and there are also music and dance shows. Don't you like watching people breathe fire the most? You can watch enough in a while."

  There was plenty of time for preparation this time, and the people below naturally did their best to make the arrangement. There were some elegant ones such as flowing cups of water, throwing pots of wine, and so on.

In the joy of Zhu Lu, I soon arrived at the destination. The royal frame went all the way to Houhu. And agile.

  The so-called Qiantang is more beautiful than the West Lake, and Jinling is more beautiful than the Back Lake. On the sparkling lake, gulls fly, fish swim, egrets fly in the sky, and there are bees and butterflies dormant among the thick red and emerald green peach willows.

   "Slaves are waiting to welcome His Highness the Crown Prince."

Zhu Biao pulled Zhu Lu and took a deep breath, feeling a little cool but suddenly feeling relieved. Of course, at this age, Zhu Lu still doesn't care much about the scenery, and looks around for something interesting with her little head. .

  More and more carriages arrived, and the little princes and princesses ran down happily, but there were still rules in the end, they didn't play around, and they all came to the prince's brother obediently.

  Zhu Biao looked back and told Princess Lin'an Zhu Jingjing: "Jing'er, take them to play and have a look, don't go too far, pay attention to wear more clothes so you don't catch a cold."

  Princess Lin'an is already a big girl, and she will marry Li Qi, the heir son of Changsha Prince, in two years.

  Zhu Jingjing promised meekly, then took Zhu Lu's little hand, and walked towards a safer place aside, surrounded by a group of little princes and princesses.

After Chang Luohua got off the frame, Wang Rui and Yanyu settled down first, and told their personal maids to be careful. If they were sick this month, they would not be able to take medicine. If it was her way of thinking, they should not have been brought out. .

  The rest of the carriages of the princes also arrived one after another. The princes and brothers walked behind Zhu Biao in groups of three and four, and the female relatives of various prefectures crowded around the princess, all with smiling faces.

   Seeing His Royal Highness immersed in the beautiful scenery, those with a little literary talent began to recite poems and fus, or the classics of the ancients, or express their own feelings. It is also lively and festive when you come and go.

  The atmosphere is getting better and better. The servants are looking for a suitable place to lay cloth for, and the carriages for transporting food and drinks have also arrived. However, in order not to spoil the interest of the nobles, they are all parked far away and carried by hand.

  Jin Wang Zhu Xi squatted down and picked up a piece of grass and put it into his mouth. The taste of bitterness and sweetness rose and fell one after another, and his mood, which was a little gloomy, improved a lot. I have to talk to Zheng Shi later.

  Surrounded by young masters and brothers who behaved like chicken blood, they were actually quite disappointed. After all, many of them were in the period of changing their voices. This small voice was really ecstasy reciting poems.

Zhu Biao turned around and said: "We have to wait for the banquet, singing and dancing. Those who are willing to ride horses and shoot hunting can go to the back mountain. Those who want to recite poems and compose poems have a place specially designed to divert water, so don't surround me. "

The Wu Xun disciples who had been a little impatient for a long time ran away with a loud promise, Zhu Xi hurriedly followed after seeing this, and the scholars and scholars walked towards the other side in groups after saluting in a proper manner. Get ready to have a go.

  Liu Shang Qushui, that is, put a special light wine glass in the winding water and drift along the current. Whoever stops the wine glass in front of him will compose a poem and drink from the glass.

   Indulging in mountains and rivers, light and old-fashioned, wandering in pen and ink, making flowing water, can be described as elegant.

   There is also a clear and turbulent stream, which is reflected on the left and right, which is thought to be flowing water. Sit next, although it is not as prosperous as silk and bamboo orchestras, a glass of wine and a chant are enough to narrate the quiet feelings.

  In the ninth year of Yonghe in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, which was also the third day of the third month, Wang Xizhi and more than forty people, including famous scholars Xie An and Sun Chuo, gathered at the Orchid Pavilion in Shanyin, Zhejiang Province, and performed a play of flowing water.

  It's a pity that there is no such thing as Wang Xizhi nowadays, and there is a high probability that the collection of essays formed by the club will not be qualified to be immortalized forever, which is a pity.

   Seeing His Highness the Crown Prince alone, many of the invited female relatives were heartbroken. After all, they were going to get married, and they couldn’t decide on their own. Why not enter the Eastern Palace with others to serve His Highness the Crown Prince?

  Prince concubines are better than others' wives, and the family can also prosper...

  The married woman suddenly smiled and said, "It's inevitable that His Royal Highness will be lonely by the lake. What are the princesses waiting for?"

   This is Chang Luohua's close friend in the past. More than anyone else, she hopes that the crown princess will be honored and stable. As long as she has this friendship, her husband's family must also respect her, and her husband must coax her.

   "This flower is so beautiful, can you give it to me?"

  Chang Luohua reached out for a pale pink flower with dewdrops on it. It was extraordinarily beautiful, and it could be seen that it was picked just now.

   "This is the honor of a courtier"

  Chang Luohua admired it for a moment, surrounded by court ladies or foreign wives, but she acted as if there was no one else, as if she was enjoying it in her own bedroom, and her calmness was heartbreaking.

  If I become the crown princess, I will definitely not be inferior to her!

  Many people thought this way, but they didn't dare to show it at all, and none of them even looked directly at the face of the crown princess. During the period when the empress was away, the crown princess was in charge of matters concerning women inside and outside the palace.

  Not to mention those of the younger generation, even their mother-in-law was obsequious in front of the princess. No matter how noble they were, they even married the most noble person in the world and gave birth to two healthy boys.

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  (end of this chapter)