This ignorant son, he, suddenly had such achievements in his studies?

Emperor Chongzhen was a little unbelievable. You should know that those who could enter the Eastern Palace to give lectures were all well-educated scholars and selected talents from thousands of people in China, with both moral integrity and talent. These people could not teach the prince anymore, and there must be fraud among them.

Chongzhen became furious: "Two dear friends, tell me the truth. Is this rebellious son? This rebellious son has given you a difficult problem and deliberately made things difficult for you. Tell me, I will deal with him!"

Hu Shouheng and Liu Zhengzong looked at each other, and they didn't understand very well. Such a child prodigy from the Ming Dynasty was still a prince, so you should be happy as an emperor. Why do you seem to be so unbearable in the eyes of your emperor?

Hu Shouheng said: "If you say "Long Live" to Master, there is no such thing. I am indeed not worthy of my position. Your Highness is far more talented than yours. I really dare not delay Your Highness any more."

Liu Zhengzong also knelt on the ground and nodded: "Long live the yes, I have taught a few ancient poems by the prince. Unexpectedly, when the prince heard this, he immediately made a few poems. When I heard this, it was Li Bai's resurrection and Du Fu was alive."

This was a bit exaggerated, and Emperor Chongzhen couldn't help but become curious: "What, what poem did the emperor make?"

At that moment, Liu Zhengzong recited two poems that Zhu Cilang had written casually. In the Qianqing Palace, Hu Shouheng and others were all well-educated scholars. They were shocked when they heard this.

Chongzhen was also shocked. Luo Binwang chanted the goose at the age of seven, and Cao Zijian made a poem in seven steps. This rebellious son was locked in Zhongcui Palace for seven days. Could it be that his mind suddenly became enlightened?

Liu Zhengzong continued, "Your Majesty, Your Highness, the Crown Prince, is a child prodigy. Your Highness is of extraordinary talent, either a poet or an immortal. If it weren't for the misleading of him, he would probably have become a poetic immortal."

This is how bad it is that you, Liu Zhengzong, are a bit too flattering, and you are also starting to write limericks. However, this child, Ci Yang, is becoming increasingly difficult to understand.

"Okay, my dear ministers, let's discuss it after the resignation. You should leave first. Both my dear ministers can't afford to be lecturers. Who else can be a lecturer in the East Palace in the world?"

In the end, Emperor Chongzhen did not agree to the resignation of the two, but instead, he wanted to go to Zhongcui Palace to see what tricks this rebellious son was playing.

In Zhongcui Palace, Emperor Chongzhen came after all. And the moment he saw Zhu Cilang, a fire of ignorance arose in his heart.

When he came, Chongzhen was still holding a glimmer of hope. That's right, as these two lecturers from the East Palace said, maybe his son was really enlightened and suddenly became blessed.

Although Zhu Cilang was smart, he defeated Huang Taiji by chance. It does not mean that his knowledge has improved.

No matter how powerful a child prodigy is, someone needs to teach him. Knowledge is nothing else, it needs to be accumulated little by little since childhood. My son has been so arrogant recently, so Chongzhen decided to lock him up in the Eastern Palace and prevent him from leaving the palace.

The sharpness of killing him lets his son know what it means to be hard to do when learning is endless.

Who knew that after a few days of teaching, the two teachers were fooled by him and thought that they were not as good as others and wanted to resign. Chongzhen really thought his son was promising, but when he came to the East Palace, he almost burst into anger.

Zhu Cilang was lying on a rocking chair, still pounding melon seeds in his mouth.

Next to them are two young eunuchs, Sun Wangcai and Sanxi, who beat Zhu Cilang's legs. Behind them, two palace maids fanned Zhu Cilang with fans.

This virtue is like a gangster who is not good at learning and ignorant. You, a prince, are so rude, how could Chongzhen not be angry?

Chongzhen himself worked hard day and night, and did not dare to slack off at all. Even if he was sick, he had to drag his seriously ill body to handle government affairs. Every moment, Chongzhen felt that he was suppressed and couldn't breathe.

And this rebellious son actually wandered leisurely in the Eastern Palace, corruption, enjoyment, and extravagance. How could such a prince bear the great responsibility?

What's so bad is that when Zhu Cixuan saw Chongzhen, he did not show any panic. The palace people were so scared that they knelt all over the ground. However, Zhu Cixuan just stood up from the rocking chair slowly, put the melon seeds in his hand back on the tray, and then saluted and shouted: "Father."

Chongzhen's eyes were cold: "I heard that you are very knowledgeable, so you are so angry that both teachers have handed me a resignation."

Zhu Cilang was shocked. He didn't know about this: "I don't know about resignation, what is resignation?"

Chongzhen snorted: "They said you are aware of all literary and martial arts, astronomy, geography, classics, history, and collections. I don't believe it. Let's take a look today."

This is really something people make at home, and the pot comes from the sky: "Father, my son didn't say anything, why did my father be so generous?"

"How dare I be angry with you? Come on, tell me, what strategy of governing the country is so ashamed that even your teacher Hu Shouheng is."

After saying that, Chongzhen went over and sat on Zhu Cixuan's rocking chair. Not to mention, this rocking chair was really comfortable. Chongzhen was even reluctant to leave. He closed his eyes with satisfaction: "I don't know how long it took for me to lie down so comfortably. After saying that, I will tell you the story of governing the country."

How could Zhu Cilang have thought that the casual words between him and Hu Shouheng actually caused such a big trouble. He immediately said, "Reply to the words of his father, I have told you before."

Chongzhen opened his eyes: "Just your so-called strategies to defend against the enemy. What are the military slack and the soldiers are not strong enough to defend themselves. Mainly defend. We must first settle the internal situation by resilient foreign policy, reduce taxes and increase commercial taxes?"

Zhu Cilang nodded: "Yes, that's all."

Chongzhen was a little disappointed: "Talking about war on paper, you are really my Zhao Kuo. If you govern the world as simple as you said, where will the dynasty change come from? Where will the world be in chaos? Forget it, let's talk about your poems and songs. I heard that you have written two poems, and this poem is good, it won't be what you did, right? I have some doubts."

Zhu Cilang actually had no idea about the so-called strategy for governing the country. It was not a matter of one day or one night to reach the point of today. The reasons for the destruction of the country were also many. As the national policies he mentioned, it may not necessarily change the Ming Dynasty. Perhaps the father was right, he was just a Zhao Kuo who talked about war on paper.

Since I talk about poetry, Zhu Cilang doesn’t have to worry about this. When he was a child, he was forced to memorize ancient poems by his grandfather. Most of them still remember some poems from later generations.

"What poem does the father want to hear? I will write you an impromptu poem."
Chapter completed!