The night was dark and in the warm palace, listening to the whistling wind outside the door, Zhu Changluo lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

"Big partner, when is it time?"

Zhu Changluo couldn't sleep, so he sat up and asked Li Bao, the personal eunuch who was watching him at night outside.

"Return to the master, it's four o'clock in the middle of the year."

Li Bao lifted a corner of the curtain and entered it. Looking at Zhu Changluo sitting on the bed, he hurriedly stepped forward and put on a piece of clothing for him: "Master, it's cold, hurry up, put on clothes."

"I'm not that delicate."

Zhu Changluo said this, but he still put his coat on.

"Can't your master sleep?"

Li Bao asked in a low voice.

"Well, I can't sleep, and I don't know when the two of them will come back. I tell me what happened outside. I am locked in this palace every day. Except for Master Zhu teaching me to study, I can't contact other people. I don't even know what happened in the capital..."

Zhu Changluo looked unhappy: "The chief minister is really too arbitrary. He doesn't tell me what happened in the world that big things happened, and he doesn't know whether he treats me as the emperor. I am indeed young, but I am not unreasonable, he is..."

Li Bao's face tightened and he quickly stopped Zhu Changluo from continuing.

"Master, whisper, I dare not say this, I dare not say it..."

Li Bao looked around, then opened the curtain and looked out, confirming that there were only two of them in the room, and the sound of charcoal fire.

"Master, the chief assistant, he probably thinks that His Majesty is too young and is not yet at the time of taking power, so he wants to let his master read and write more books to increase his knowledge, and then return to the master when he becomes an adult, right?"

Zhu Changluo's face was even more unhappy.

"I am young? How young is I? My father ascended the throne at the age of ten, and he can still know the world's affairs. Why can I just crouch in this small palace? If you want to go out for some breath, you have to look at Master Zhu's expression, and even the palace maids don't let me see it!"

Zhu Changluo seemed to be very annoyed because he was forced to abstinence to regulate his body. The young man was so angry that he could not suppress himself. At this time, he suddenly made a teenager who was ecstatic and savvy to cut off contact with women. He could imagine how uncomfortable he was.

"Master, all the palace maids are foxes. They just want to fly to the branches to be phoenixes with their sons. They don't care about their master's body at all. The master has fainted twice and dared not do anything randomly. The chief assistant is also for the master's good..."

"For me? Why don't he let me handle government affairs by myself for my words? I am really a person who doesn't understand right and wrong? If he thinks I don't understand right and wrong, why don't he teach me personally? He doesn't tell me about Xiao Ruxun's uprising, why did I become this emperor in a confused way? Why don't he tell me?

Now I can’t even know some things outside, I can’t use my own treasury, so where can I look like an emperor? Tell me, do I look like an emperor?"

Zhu Changluo's anger that had been suppressed for many days erupted, and he actually had a great momentum, which made Li Bao secretly scream.

"Master, Master, you must not say this in front of the Prime Minister. If the Prime Minister knows, you will be unhappy..."

Zhu Changluo was furious.

"He is not happy? Are I happy? Now I am the emperor, I am the emperor, the emperor is not him, it is..."

Before he finished speaking, a burst of shouts suddenly rang outside the hall gate.

"The chief minister of the cabinet, Mr. Chen, asked to see Your Majesty!"

Then, when Zhu Changluo and Li Bao were not aware of it, the palace gate was pushed open, and a cold wind blew, causing the yellow curtains blocking the bed to float around. Zhu Changluo shivered.

"Who is this? How dare you trespass your Majesty... Chen... Genius Chen..."

Li Bao was furious at first and rushed out to curse. Then, when he saw Chen Yiguan, who was covered in frost, he suddenly became timid, bent his legs and fell to the ground.

Chen Yiguan glanced at Li Bao expressionlessly, then waved his hand, the door of the bedroom was closed from outside, and the room returned to peace.

Chen Yiguan passed Li Bao who was slumped on the ground, walked to the side of the warm basin in the house, sat on the chair, and placed his hands on the warm basin to warm up.

"The old minister came to disturb him late at night and disturbed His Majesty to rest. The old minister is here to compensate His Majesty for his Majesty."

The house was still so quiet, and there was no other sound except the sound of wind outside the house and the burning charcoal fire inside the house.

Shaoqing, Zhu Changluo's voice came from the curtain.

"I...I'm fine, the chief assistant...the chief assistant comes late at night, what's the matter?"

Chen Yiguan continued to roast the fire.

"There is nothing special. I just haven't seen Your Majesty for several days. I miss you in my heart, so I came to see Your Majesty. During the day, the old ministers were busy with official duties and did not dare to slack off for the prosperity and prosperity of the Ming Dynasty. So I could only visit Your Majesty at night."

Zhu Changluo sat on the bed, wrapping his clothes tightly, as if this could bring him a sense of peace of mind.

"I thank you for your concern for the old assistant. I... I... I am in good health and there is no other bad thing. The assistant doesn't need to worry..."

Chen Yiguan is still burning the fire.

"Well, if you do this, the old minister will be much more at ease. Your Majesty is the safety of the Ming Dynasty. Your Majesty's safety is the safety of the Ming Dynasty. Your Majesty's danger is the danger of the Ming Dynasty. Your Majesty's safety is the safety of the Ming Dynasty. Your Majesty's safety is the safety of the Ming Dynasty, and the old minister is the safety of the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Changluo was a little confused about what Chen Yiguan said.

"What the old assistant said...is...I...I feel the same way. The safety of the Ming Dynasty is not only dependent on me, but also on the shoulders of the old assistant."

Zhu Changluo said this, trying to test Chen Yiguan.

After a long time, a Chen Yiguan's voice came from outside the curtain.

"Ah... If Your Majesty really thinks this way, why should he collude with the British Duke Dingguo and other slander ministers to murder the old ministers?"

Zhu Changluo's mind was blank in an instant.

The yellow curtain was pulled open by Chen Yiguan, and Chen Yiguan's cold face appeared in front of Zhu Changluo.

"Your Majesty, the old minister is devoted to the Ming Dynasty and the safety of the world. Even at the most dangerous time, he will first think about the safety of the Supreme Emperor and His Majesty. The old minister would rather bear the infamy than encounter turmoil in the Ming Dynasty. Unfortunately, God did not bless the Ming Dynasty, so Xiao Ruxun ran away.

He rebelled in Myanmar and came to the capital. What was his idea? Does Your Majesty really know? Your Majesty really believe what the British Duke and Ding Guo said, "Did Xiao Ruxun rebel to kill the old minister?"

Even though he did think so at the beginning, now he has led his troops to sweep Jiangnan, and divided the world into one, cutting off the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal, cutting off the capital's food source, and gaining all the advantages. He has hundreds of thousands of troops under his command. Could he have no unfair intentions?

Your Majesty, he did not recognize Your Majesty from the beginning of his rebellion, saying that Your Majesty was a puppet established by an old minister, and he did not recognize Your Majesty as the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. He did not see the first year of Taichang, only the twenty-sixth year of Wanli. If he came to the capital, could His Majesty's throne be preserved?

Take a step back and say, even if the Supreme Emperor is restored, what can His Majesty be safe? The Supreme Emperor is His Majesty's father. Once the Supreme Emperor is restored and the old ministers die, can His Majesty survive? How will the Supreme Emperor treat His Majesty? How will Xiao Ruxun treat His Majesty?

Your Majesty, do you think the old minister is undermining you, but isn’t the old minister protecting you? Without the protection of the old minister, will Your Majesty sit on the throne be safe? Without the old minister sheltering Your Majesty from the wind and rain, how many days can Your Majesty sit on the throne be?"
Chapter completed!