Zhu Houzhao had a natural resistance to raising pigs because... his surname was Zhu.

Therefore, when Zhu Houzhao saw these howling little piglets, he could hardly bear to go and see them.

Liu Jin began to drool. What happened to him in his mind, today... today... eating a suckling pig?

The man who sharpened the knife had already stood up and began to sprinkle some wine on the knife, then put the knife on the fire and roasted it, and then disinfected it.

Fang Jifan did not plan to refine alcohol, but wanted to try the effect of castrated pigs first.

Therefore, the disinfection measures were a little more simple, and then several people began to catch pigs.

After a series of indescribable scenes, with the piglet's wailing, Liu Jin suddenly felt his lower body tightening. He seemed to think of the stormy night back then. The same knife, I was the fish for the knife. I rubbed it for a while, and my life changed from then on.

His mind suddenly became blank, his face was pale, and cold sweat oozed out like soybeans.

Everyone was busy holding mugwort and other wounds to bandage and disinfect the pigs. Then, the piglets were divided into two teams and adopted by several families.

A scholar assumes the responsibility of recording, ensuring that the two teams of pigs eat the same diet, recording daily weight data, and paying attention to discovering possible diseases.

Here, scholars play a crucial role.

Don’t underestimate these people who are far inferior to farmers who are far inferior to those of farmers to reclaim and ditches. Their greatest role is to discover and record. From discover and record, they find a lot of valuable experience, these experiences or countless comparisons, and finally find the best method.

Even if each piglet is numbered, the foods fed will be different. Some are simply sweet potatoes that cannot be cultivated, some are rotten vines, and even some old valleys and even ordinary pig grass.

Zhu Houzhao felt depressed, as if another person had been rubbed by someone, and her heart... was very painful.

Although Fang Jifan repeatedly told him that this pig was not the other Zhu, it was not very helpful. Since this was the case, Fang Jifan had nothing to say.

The weather is getting colder and the wind is jerking with snow, which is bone-chilling.

However, on such days, the fruits and vegetables in the greenhouses began to sell well. Trucks of fruits and vegetables were sent to the capital, and they could be supplied to the capital in almost no time.

The day of entering the palace is getting closer and closer.

One day, Emperor Hongzhi sat in the warm room as usual, holding a memorial from the grand union in his hand, and was in a good mood.

This winter, the Tatars no longer dared to invade the border. A hundred people from thousands of households began to settle down 70 miles outside Datong City. There was an abandoned military barrier from the Ming Dynasty, and the land was quite fertile. In order to prevent accidents, Emperor Hongzhi specially ordered the military horses patrolling the border to pay special attention to this place.

There is too much good news this winter, and what Emperor Hongzhi is most looking forward to is the day of rest and is coming.

He hadn't seen his son in two months, and his great anger had disappeared without a trace as time passed.

So, on the day of rest, he got up early, thinking that after he arrived at the warm-up hall, some people summoned several cabinet masters. After discussing the matter, the prince and Fang Jifan were afraid that they had already entered the palace to meet.

In fact, Empress Zhang is more anxious than Emperor Hongzhi.

In the past, Zhu Houzhao did not dare to see his father, but he would sneak to Kunning Palace while his father was in the warm pavilion.

Because of this, the mother and son meet frequently, but suddenly there was no news for two months, and Empress Zhang was really anxious.

Today, she was also walking back and forth in the bedroom uneasy. Without waiting for the news that her son entered the palace, she heard the eunuch hurriedly say, "Empress, Empress... Your Highness... is burned."

Queen Zhang was shocked and looked shocked: "What?"

"It's in the imperial kitchen." The eunuch almost burst into tears: "Your Highness the Princess insisted on steaming pastries himself, saying that she had tried her best and finally pinched it out. The servants couldn't stop her, saying that the prince would come to the palace today, and the princess wanted to make this pastry for Youth the Prince himself."

Queen Zhang said anxiously and worriedly: "Imperial Doctor, where is the Imperial Doctor?"

"I've gone to see..."

Queen Zhang said, "The Ai family will go and see it in person."

She was worried, but when she was about to go out, Zhu Xiurong actually came. The burned arm was actually not serious. The imperial doctor applied medicine, but because of this, the Shangshenjian and the Imperial Hospital were very scared.

Queen Zhang stared at Zhu Xiurong with tears in her eyes and sighed.

Queen Zhang helped Zhu Xiurong sit down and examined the wound. Seeing that there was nothing serious, she still felt a little distressed.

When he wanted to blame, he saw Zhu Xiurong's tears falling like beads, and his heart melted, and he smiled bitterly: "When I was a child, if you made a mistake, your father would not scold you, and you would just cry like this, as if it was not you who did the wrong thing. Your father and I would not dare to blame you, but instead coax you."

"Where is the prince, he did something wrong and was still stalking his neck, looking very arrogant. Not to mention that he made a mistake, even if he did not make a mistake, your father couldn't help but discipline him when he saw him."

"Hey, they all come from the womb, why are they completely different? Okay, stop crying, what to steam next time, just let the imperial kitchen do it..." While taking a handkerchief to wipe the eyes on Zhu Xiurong's face, he also persuaded him.

Zhu Xiurong barely held back her tears, looking pitiful!

Queen Zhang said, "Hey, it's your brother who should cry today. Do you believe it or not? He will definitely be beaten again today."

Zhu Xiurong was silent for a while, his eyes stopped red, and then he said, "My son wants to...yes..."

The mother and daughter said something in detail.

At this time, another eunuch hurriedly said, "Empress, Empress... the prince and Xinjianbo have entered the palace and have arrived at the Meridian Gate!"

"Ah." Queen Zhang grew up in surprise: "Are you serious? You came so early."

"I heard that early in the morning, the prince and Xinjianbo walked into Beijing. After walking for more than ten miles, they didn't breathe all the way..."

"Walking? He is not afraid of being exhausted..." Queen Zhang said with a feeling of distress and anger: "What's more, how to ensure safety? He is the prince and the future crown prince."

"Report to the Empress, it is said that the children in Xishan are all going home today, and they are walking. I think the prince is unwilling to ride a horse. Xishan Academy has nearly 200 people, and it is so powerful that Xinjianbo seems to be afraid of chaos, so he has added a team of guards from the Yulin Guards' Farming Thousand Houses..."

"call……"

Queen Zhang relaxed, but became nervous again. She looked back at Zhu Xiurong and said, "Look, as the crown prince, walking like this, you must clean the streets and disturb the people. Your father knows it, and you will blame him again."

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Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan had already passed through the Meridian Gate. It was snowing heavily in the sky. The two of them wore heavy straw raincoats and hats, talking and laughing all the way.

Walking in the familiar Forbidden City, Zhu Houzhao seemed nervous and with some expectations.

He glanced at Fang Jifan and said, "Old Fang."

"Um?"

Zhu Houzhao said in an uncertain tone: "Do you think the father will agree?"

"Yes." Fang Jifan thought for a while and said, "In this world, I am afraid of being serious about everything."

This is the first time Zhu Houzhao has come to the palace to meet him after being alone. What Zhu Houzhao has brought is the result of his two months in the West Mountain.

But when he was full of confidence, he hesitated again.

This is related to the question of whether he, the prince, will be a child or a man in the future.

At this time, Zhu Houzhao took a deep breath and then said, "When I was young, everyone coaxed me. They said that I was spoiled, probably because of this! But many people don't understand that I am different from ordinary people. I am a person who has been hoping to do great things since I was young, but people around me always tell me what the prince should do, and can do this, not that. If I listen to them, I may... become a wise prince..."

Zhu Houzhao was very serious at all: "But I am not stupid at all. A wise prince may not be a good emperor in the eyes of the world, nor may he be able to create achievements in the future. He is very likely to follow the old days, follow the rules, and compromise and make concessions under the repeated requests of the ministers, and do things he does not want to do again and again. Finally, he develops a habit and will no longer have the courage to implement anything firmly based on his own ideas and judgments."

"They asked me to read history. I read it, but the more I read it, the more I wondered why in those records of the Grand Historian, the so-called wise princes always fell into mediocrity in the end. Therefore, the more people around me hope that I will follow their wishes to do what I hope I will leave, but I will do my own thing according to my own thoughts. I am actually very tired to stick to these things. I don't know what it is for so stubborn. Sometimes I really want to just follow their hearts."

Fang Jifan didn't say anything, and listened to Zhu Houzhao's complaints very seriously, and was deeply surprised.

This is the first time that Zhu Houzhao did not say a lot of nonsense, but seriously expressed the deepest thoughts in his heart.

This guy... it turns out... there are so many ghost thoughts.

Uncle, underestimate him.

As he walked, Zhu Houzhao suddenly stopped, pursed her lips, stared at the palace in the distance and said, "Until I met you, you guy with brain disease, I envy you after I met you. How good is a person with brain disease? No matter what he does, there are people who understand you and sympathize with you. Do you believe it or not? There were several times at night when I was late at night, I used my head to hit the wall, thinking that maybe this collision would cause brain disease."

"Lao Fang, actually I know that you are sometimes a little stingy, like to be lazy, and like to pretend to be sick, but... I don't care..."

Fang Jifan widened his eyes and said, "Your Highness, don't accuse others of innocence in vain."

However, Fang Jifan was a little lacking in confidence. It turned out that this kid knew everything.
Chapter completed!