Needless to say, Queen Zhang was very annoyed, Xu Hao also felt strange. How did Caier Yuner enter the palace? Why is she proficient in sexual intercourse and medicine?

Zhu Zhanji was not married yet and had little understanding of the matter between men and women. He had one or two specially arranged adult palace maids to serve him. He could not let the prince eat the martyr and taste the taste, nor could he have no women. Just like the family of a wealthy young master, Queen Zhang had arranged it with great painstaking efforts.

Xu Hao didn't think that the truth could be found out, and there seemed to be a lot of people behind this kind of thing. To put it bluntly, women are the oldest and most effective means. As long as Zhu Zhanji is addicted to women, it depends on Zhu Gaochi's reaction.

After looking at Empress Zhang who was frowning, Xu Hao said, "I will inform the Ganqing Palace immediately. If someone slanders it, it will not be difficult to find out the real commander. And I promise to give advice to the prince and ensure that he is fine."

"Then I'll be relieved." Queen Zhang was waiting for this sentence. Even though the eldest son's status was unshakable, she had to be careful. Now with Xu Hao's promise, basically no one in the court dared to jump out easily.

If you are hanging with two women who are not married all day long, it will definitely have a great impact on Zhu Zhanji's reputation. It is both medicine and binding. How can you say "lustful"? The news has not yet spread, and it may soon be known to everyone.

Xu Hao did not ask how to deal with Cai'er and Yun'er. If you don't know these secrets of the palace, don't know them. Even if you know them, you should treat them as if you don't know them.

There is no secret in the palace. People with a little long-term vision will secretly arrange for their confidant to enter the palace to be eunuchs, which is hard to guard against.

Wang Zhen was careful in serving in the palace. He was able to speak eloquently about ancient and modern times. He was also a scholar, so he chose him to serve the East Palace. Compared to others, Xu Hao thought Wang Zhen was very "reliable", so he did not touch him.

The prince is a giant ship for Wang Zhen. As long as the ship does not sink, he can achieve success. Therefore, he serves the prince with great sincerity and obeys everywhere. He not only wins the prince's favor and wins the favor of the emperor.

This time, he realized something was wrong. He knew that persuading the prince was useless, so he hurriedly passed the news to Queen Zhang's ears, so that the queen could handle the matter first.

In short, history has changed, and Xu Hao can only observe the situation through his own analysis. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as walking on thin ice, especially when standing on a high place. Because it is difficult for you to see the cold arrow behind it. At this time, Fangti realized the carefulness of his brother-in-law Zhang Fu. Under the premise of protecting himself, he cannot involve the dispute over the throne. Of course, he should stand as far as possible on the side of the legal heir to the throne, and do not easily offend those candidates.

He just agreed to endorse the prince for this matter, and did not care about how the Jinyiwei investigated and chose to wait and see what happened. He had a premonition that the capital would no longer be calm.

As winter goes and spring comes, the melting snow in the capital has melted. Pieces of forsythia bloom beautifully, and the grass breaks out of the ground, revealing bright green buds. In the winter, people huddled in the house rushed out for a walk, and red men and green women can be seen everywhere.

People come and go in the street market, and the hawkers' hawking sounds seem to be even louder than before. Compared with the ever-changing changes in Songjiang Prefecture, Liaodong and other places, Jinling seems to have no change.

A man with a naked face came to the Welcoming House, wearing coarse cloth clothes, straw sandals, legs tied, hat, and a bag on his back, walked into the inn in dusty weather.

The waiter hurried over to greet him, wiped the table with great sincerity, and asked, "What should I eat?"

"One pot of tea, two bowls of meat, and eight steamed buns." The big man said in a muffled voice.

"Don't you come and have some wine?" the waiter asked in confusion.

"I never drink." The big man replied.

The man looked like a red-faced Guan Gong, with a big waist and a round body, and a jar of wine might not be enough to drink, but he said he couldn't drink. Judging from his clothes and dressing, he was obviously a poor person.

Therefore, the waiter showed a hint of contempt on his face and turned around and left. The man tightened his eyebrows and looked out the window, but he didn't notice the waiter's face.

He was waiting for someone, and his eyes were almost coming, and his eyes were eagerly spreading to the outdoors, searching for the crowd. After looking for a while, he turned around and poured a bowl of tea, drank it in a few gulps, wiped his mouth with his hands, grabbed a steamed bun, swallowed it in three gulps, and ate eight steamed buns and two bowls of meat in a short time, and slapped the table and shouted to add tea.

"It's the third pot, don't you want money?" The waiter muttered in his heart, and walked over lazily with the kettle to refill him.

The big man said, "The tea has no color, change it and continue it."

"Customer, this water is worth money, but tea costs money." The waiter tilted his head and said jokingly.

Without saying a word, the big man took out a silver ingot from his bag and slapped it on the table, "Is it enough?"

"Enough, too enough." The waiter stared at Yinzi with a smile on his face, thinking that I was fucking away, and it was a God of Wealth.

He quickly shouted that the back stove boiled water, changed the tea leaves, and brought the fine porcelain tea bowls for the big man.

The big man stopped him and said, "No need, it's better to use a large and coarse porcelain bowl."

"It's indeed a generous man." The waiter said with a smile. As the two were talking, an eunuch walked in swayingly.

The waiter hurriedly greeted him with a smile and shouted, "Eunuch Li hasn't seen each other for many days, why do you have time to come to the shop today?"

"It's a rare spring day, so I'll go out for a walk." Eunuch Li said, glanced at the customer in the store, and saw the red-faced man sitting alone at the table, then walked over and sat down, "Cut a pound of pig ears for me and wrap it."

"Okay! You wait." The waiter turned around and prepared.

Eunuch Li whispered: "Follow me."

When the waiter came out with a pound of pig ears, Eunuch Li got up to pay the bill and said goodbye, and slowly left the inn. The man also left with him. One of them was in front and the other followed, and he turned to a remote place. The man walked forward and stepped forward.

"You are Yang Guang?" asked Eunuch Li.

“That’s right.”

"I'll wait for you at the East Gate tonight." Eunuch Li said nothing nonsense, turned around and left, and the pack of pig's ears were thrown on the side of the road, allowing the wild dog to grab food.

In the Qianqing Palace, Xu Hao frowned and stood beside the emperor. Spring seemed to bring vitality to Emperor Hongxi. Looking at the bright spring scenery outside the window and the green willows, he really wanted to go out for a walk.

The little eunuch helped him out of the palace, one left and one right. Zhu Gaochi took a deep breath and said slowly: "What a good sunshine, the plan for the year lies in spring. Well, the snow clouds suddenly turn into spring clouds, and I gradually feel that the years are in full view. Xu Hao, everyone says you are talented, don't hide it today, and you also say a poem that suits the situation."

When Yang Shiqi and other ministers saw the emperor's face being haggard and gray, they couldn't help feeling sad. Xu Hao repeatedly said in his heart that he was strange, why did he suddenly become so weak? Thinking of his thoughts, he casually said: "The sky street is as soft as a soft rain, and the grass looks close but there is no one; the best spring is the best for the year, which is better than the smoke and willows throughout the imperial capital."

Zhu Gaochi smiled and said, "I'll see the sunrise, the flowers in the river are redder than the fire, and the river water in the spring is green as blue."

Almost at the same time, the ministers silently recited the memories of Jiangnan written by Bai Juyi at the age of 60 or 70. "The Jiangnan is beautiful, the scenery is old and I have known it. The flowers in the river are redder than fire when the sun rises, and the river water is as green as blue as spring. How can I not remember Jiangnan?" His expression changed one after another, and I felt that it was unlucky.

Xu Haoqiang smiled and said, "I like Lu You's small building the most to listen to the spring rain overnight, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alleys in the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Gaochi was a little more energetic and said, "If you talk about spring scenery, who can compare to Qingzhao everyone? Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was stormy, and the rest of the wine was not enough to stop the rolling curtain. I asked the person who rolled the curtain, but said, "The crabapple is still the same." Do you know, do you know? It should be red, fat, green and thin! The heart of cherishing spring is fully displayed on the paper in the girl's Q&A. Xu Hao, you are a flower protector, and I believe you know these things the best."

Xu Hao said: "This reminds me of Feng Yanji and Li Jing of the Later Tang Dynasty, who are also kings and ministers. I dare to ask His Majesty, 'The wind suddenly rises, and a pool of spring water blows.'"

Zhu Gaochi laughed and said, "Well, I really wrinkle a pond of spring water, what's the matter with you? Ouyang Jiong's Qingping Le, in just eight sentences, used ten spring words in a row. Originally, one word was repeatedly used back and forth, which was a taboo, but these ten spring words made people feel no burden or long-lasting. When you read it, you just feel that spring is full of paper, and a spring breeze blew on your face."

Just yesterday, the ripples were still coming over, and Xu Hao said silently: "Spring comes and the steps are built, and the spring rain is as thin as silk. The spring ground is full of red apricot stems, and the spring swallows dance with the wind. The spring banners are in the west of the spring, and the spring lanterns are a little spring. The spring heart is naturally lingering, and it is not up to the spring dream."

"It seems you didn't put the poem down, okay."

Zhu Gaochi was very surprised. He could not remember that Xu Hao had not talked about poetry for many years. He did not expect that he would be in a low mood today with him. Then he smiled cheerfully and said, "You guys don't have to worry. I will not die for a while. You don't have to persuade me. I promise not to get close to the concubines."

Xu Hao shook his head and said, "The hindrance of women's body is limited. The most important thing is not to take medicine randomly, especially the so-called immortal pills with unknown origins."

"I remember." Zhu Gaochi seemed to listen to it, and said, "I used to go, and the willows were swaying. Now I think about it, and the rain and snow are falling." He turned around and walked in, and then floated over, "I have hunger and thirsty, but I don't know I am sad." The trouble made everyone look at each other and look at each other speechlessly.

Yang Shiqi finally sighed: "Whose peach and plum blossoms in the east of Luoyang City are flying around? Luoyang's daughter cherishes the color and sighs when she walks. The color of the fallen flowers changes this year, and who will be the flowers bloom next year? I have seen pine and cypresses destroy it as firewood, and I even heard that mulberry fields have become sea. The ancients did not return to the east of Luoyang City, but people are still facing the fallen flowers. The flowers are similar every year, but people are different every year."

"The flowing water and falling flowers are gone, and the sky is on earth." Xu Hao sighed softly and turned away.

The ministers understood what Xu Hao meant, and sighed that the youth was not left for the youth, and hatred was gone. When would it stop? When the catkins and flowers fell, they would go up the tower and make the spring river cry, and they could not shed, and they would be filled with sorrow.
Chapter completed!