Little Zhu Zhanhe also had a hard time.
Last autumn, Zhu Zhanhe returned home after completing his studies. He demonstrated his skill of firing three consecutive shoots in front of his father, Emperor Yongle, and naturally received praise and commendation. However, the first person to try something new is a hero, and the second person to try it out... is just an ordinary person.
Zhu Zhanhe did not bring surprises to people like his elder cousin Zhu Zhanji did in the past.
Fortunately, Zhu Zhanhe is a kind-hearted person, unlike his eldest cousin who has a hornet's nest of hearts, and he does not feel such a deep sense of frustration.
The Hanwang couple hadn't seen their eldest son for two years and loved him very much. As the saying goes, a newly built toilet smells good for three days; college students who just returned home from winter or summer vacations are their parents' treasures for three days, but after three days they are garbage that can't be thrown away.
Therefore, Zhu Zhanhe was able to get by in the early days.
Two months ago, the annual Dragon Boat Festival archery event was held, with royal family members, noble families, civil and military officials, and envoys from various countries all watching the ceremony.
The grandsons Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Zhanhe both shot three arrows in a row and hit the target at the same time, which was considered a tie. Emperor Yongle was very happy to see that the old Zhu family had a successor, so he decided to add another test and said, "Today, all the Chinese and foreigners have gathered. I have a word to say, and you should think about answering it."
Emperor Yongle pointed to the cloud-like flags and asked his grandsons to compose poems and couplets, saying: "The world will gather together with jade and silk."
Emperor Yongle had average literary attainments, and this poem was not a spur-of-the-moment idea. It was a memo prepared in advance for the emperor by his cabinet secretaries including Xie Jin and Yang Shiqi.
Zhu Zhanhe was not good at this. While he was thinking, his eldest cousin Zhu Zhanji had already come up with the perfect second line, "The mountains and rivers are unified, and the sun and moon are bright."
Everyone praised the poem written by the emperor's eldest grandson. Poetry for political occasions does not need to be wonderful or outstanding, as long as it can meet the occasion and please the emperor, it is a good poem.
The prince was so happy that his face was covered with sweat. It was great to have a son who was so capable. For the sake of the horses' physical and mental health, the prince took the initiative to withdraw from the horse riding and archery competition. Emperor Yongle was also afraid that the prince would make a fool of himself in public, by not even shooting an arrow and instead tiring the horses out, so he agreed to let the prince withdraw.
Now that the Crown Prince's lost face has been redeemed by the Emperor's eldest grandson, Emperor Yongle's eyes towards the Crown Prince have become much softer.
The King of Han was jealous at heart, but he praised his nephew on the surface, saying that Zhu Zhanji was "both civil and military."
After saying that, the Han Dynasty winked at his son Zhu Zhanhe frantically: "Go ahead, son! Come up with a good poem and win back the place."
Zhu Zhanhe had an idea in his mind, but he was not as good as the eldest grandson, so he didn't say it out loud. So he didn't respond to his father.
The Prince of Han felt that he had lost face, and as soon as he returned to his palace, the Princess of Han was annoyed to hear that the eldest grandson of the emperor was in the limelight and her own son's performance was "mediocre". So the couple held a mixed doubles class to teach their son a lesson, and scolded Zhu Zhanhe severely, saying that he was not living up to expectations.
From the common folks to the royal families, and looking back over the past five thousand years, children’s greatest enemy and pain has always been “how other people’s children are.”
Other children gather so many fruits that the cave can’t hold them all, but the fruits you gather are poisonous. Other children get the top prize in the imperial examination, but you can’t even get the title of scholar. Other children earn tens of millions a year, own a house in the Third Ring Road, and have a local license plate, and take their family on an overseas trip at least once a year, but you get up earlier than a chicken and eat worse than a dog, feel ashamed to see your parents and fellow villagers during the Chinese New Year, and after the Chinese New Year, you go back to your tiny apartment to work, and your landlord notifies you that the rent will increase this year…
Zhu Zhanhe is always compared with Zhu Zhanji by his parents, but unlike Zhu Zhanji, he does not have the endurance of a Ninja Turtle. Zhu Zhanji never confronts his parents or elders head-on and is always humble and polite.
Zhu Zhanhe was different. He had been pampered since he was a child. His eldest cousin was sent to Yunnan as a spark of fire. He was the eldest son in the Prince of Yan's Mansion. His fate rose and fell with the mansion. The Princess of Yan became more and more fond of this second grandson.
Zhu Zhanhe was so rebellious that he rode alone for thousands of miles at the age of five and changed into women's clothes to avoid his father's pursuit. Now he is seven or eight years old, an age that even dogs hate, and he was scolded by his parents. How could he bear it
Zhu Zhanhe exploded like a volcano. At this moment, he was no longer Zhu Zhanhe, but Niu Hulu Shuikeng.
Niu Hulu Shuikeng questioned his father, "You said I can't do it, but if you can do it, then you can do it. Can you give me the next sentence?"
The King of Han felt a lump in his throat and couldn't say anything.
"Your Highness!" Princess Han hurriedly patted the Prince of Han on the back to calm him down.
Zhu Zhanhe vented his anger and said, "If it's better than my brother, it's fine, but if it's just average, isn't that just asking for humiliation?"
Upon hearing this, the anger that the King of Han had just relieved through the princess was choked up again.
Zhu Zhanhe still felt it was not enough, "Also, Father and Mother, please don't always compare me with my elder brother. My elder brother is two years older than me. He eats more rice than I drink more porridge. He is willing to work hard and it is normal for him to be better at writing than me. Don't always blame me for being worse than him. I am younger than him, so it is normal for me to be worse than him! So what if I lose? I lose with a clear conscience."
Zhu Zhanhe did not think it was a shame to lose to an excellent cousin - Zhu Zhanji was recognized as a man of both civil and military talents, and he did not lose to an ordinary person, so why scold him! He also had self-esteem and wanted to save face.
These words hit the sore spot of the King of Han. Come on, let’s hurt each other!
"You, you, you!" The King of Han pointed at his son, his soul bursting with anger, "You good-for-nothing! Must the second son be worse than the first son? What's so great about eating two more years? I am the second son, and my achievements, martial arts, talents, and reputation are all much better than those of the first son, the crown prince! Why don't you learn from me?"
Zhu Zhanhe retorted, "Is it worth bragging about to win against a fat white guy who can barely walk without panting?"
My opponent and your opponent are not on the same level. It is an honor for me to win, and it is normal for you to win.
The King of Han was so angry that he nearly fainted. He had followed his father in battles and faced desperate situations countless times, but he had never been so angry that he almost collapsed.
The King of Han grabbed his son's collar, issued a house arrest order, and locked him in the study. Five teachers took turns to teach him, using a rote learning method, and required him to beat Zhu Zhanji in the project of reciting poems and composing couplets.
Zhu Zhanhe had endured for two months, and when he heard that Hu Shanggong had come to the capital and lived next door to his house, how could he stay there? He didn't care about the house arrest order, so he saw the opportunity to escape from the Han Palace and went to Hu's house to seek help.
Open the door and let Zhu Zhanhe go.
When Zhu Zhanhe saw Hu Shanwei, he immediately ran over and half-knelt down to hold his calf, "Mrs. Hu, help me! My father wants to kill me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the people from the Han Palace came to Hu's house to pick him up. The eunuch in charge bowed and said, "The prince is naughty and disturbed Hu Shanggong."
Zhu Zhanhe refused to let go no matter what. "I won't go back. I'll spend all day copying poems, reciting poems, and writing poems. I hate this wet and dry thing. I won't be the top scholar in the future. Hu Shanggong, if you keep studying, I'll be driven crazy."
Compared to the aloof and mature Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Zhanhe was more pleasing to women. Hu Shanwei felt sorry for him and said to the eunuch in charge of the Han Palace, "Let the prince stay today. I will visit the Han Palace tomorrow and take him back with me."
When the eunuch in charge returned to the palace with a report, the Han prince and his wife immediately turned from anger to joy: this kid is not good at anything, but he is much better at building relationships than Zhu Zhanji. When Concubine Hu arrived, he immediately clung to this concubine who had served three dynasties. It would definitely be good for the Han prince's palace to have a good relationship with Concubine Hu.
Everyone has his or her own expertise, so the King of Han and his wife no longer forced Zhu Zhanhe to write poetry.
As soon as the eunuch left, Zhu Zhanhe immediately revived on the spot, "Mrs. Hu, Sister A'lei, you have come from afar, I will book a pleasure boat on the Qinhuai River and invite you two to enjoy the scenery and have a meal."
Compared with Zhu Zhanji's cautious invitation that only arrived at the gate of Kunning Palace, Zhu Zhanhe's sincere invitation without any scruples was undoubtedly easier to win others' favor.
Upon hearing this, Hu Shanwei gave up, and A Lei clapped his hands excitedly, "Great, I've wanted to cruise the Qinhuai River at night for a long time."
On the pleasure boat, Arei was staring at the scenery along the coast. When the boat reached the Zhuque Bridge, he could smell a fragrance. Feeling strange, Arei stretched his neck to look outside, but Hu Shanwei pulled him back and slammed the window shut.
Arei was puzzled, "Why didn't my sister let me see it? It smells so good outside, are there any flowers planted?"
After crossing the Zhuque Bridge and heading south, there are many brothels and mansions. The life and work schedule here is reversed day and night. It is evening now, and the girls get up to wash their faces, comb their hair, and put on makeup, so the whole river is filled with fragrance.
Hu Shanwei was worried that A Lei might see something "not suitable for children", so he closed the window and coughed softly, "Young men from Wuling compete to tie their hair, and countless red silks are used for one song. This is exactly the kind of place I'm talking about."
This is the content of "Pipa Song", in which Bai Juyi tells the story of encountering a former famous prostitute on the river who "has few carriages and horses in front of her door, and her eldest daughter has married a businessman".
Arei immediately understood what it meant to live a life of decadence and extravagance. It turned out that the scent he smelled just now was the fragrance of rouge. The capital city was different.
It was a bit awkward to stay in the pleasure boat without enjoying the scenery, so Hu Shanwei started a conversation and asked Zhu Zhanhe why he suddenly ran out of home.
Zhu Zhanhe, a child brought up by the royal family, was an honest man who knew how to tell half the truth and hide half the truth. "My father and mother forced me to learn to write poetry, but I am not a poet. Why should I learn these things? I am not the kind of person who is sad about the passing of time. I just happened to hear that Hu Shanggong and Sister A Lei came to the capital. When I was in Kunming, I often went to Hu Shanggong's house to eat. Now that you are coming to the capital, I must treat you to a meal to welcome you two. So I ran away secretly. At most, I will go back and get beaten tomorrow."
Hu Shanwei certainly didn't believe what a little brat like Zhu Zhanhe said, but since he could speak so nicely at such a young age, the King of Han really did a good job in raising this eldest son.
Of course, the emperor's eldest grandson Zhu Zhanji is more perfect, but too perfect to seem fake. In comparison, Zhu Zhanhe has a feeling of "natural simplicity".
The pleasure boat passed a row of "red/light districts" and Hu Shanwei opened the window to let A Lei have a good look.
That night, Arei dreamed of the sounds of oars and lights on the Qinhuai River.
The next day, Hu Shanwei began to visit his neighbors. He first went to the Prince of Han's mansion to hand over Zhu Gaoxu. Seeing how close their son was to Hu Shang Gong, the Prince of Han and his wife fell in love with their eldest son again and no longer asked him to write poetry.
I just went to the Prince Han’s Palace and now I’m here at the Prince Mu’s Palace.
Hu Shanwei felt a bit like "the ugly daughter-in-law finally meets her parents-in-law". This was Muchun's former home, the place he hated the most.
Logically speaking, Hu Shanwei is the eldest daughter-in-law of the Mu family.
However, her mother-in-law, Lady Geng, the Grand Lady of Qian, stayed in the Buddhist temple, while her brother-in-law, Lady Cheng, the Grand Lady of Qian, and her fourth uncle Mu Xin received Hu Shanwei.
No longer a complaining woman, Cheng was more confident and cheerful than before, and enthusiastically invited Hu Shanwei: "I heard that Lady Hu has a younger sister. I also have three daughters who are about the same age as Miss Hu. A distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. We are all neighbors. We should interact more often in the future. In a few days, the sisters will hold a lotus appreciation party. The girls from the noble families in the capital will come to play. I sent an invitation to Miss Hu today, so that she can join in the fun."
The Han Palace was unable to invite A Lei because it had no daughter. However, it was different for the Mu Palace. A Lei needed to socialize and go out, and the Mu Palace was a good way to socialize.
Hu Shanwei took the invitation and thanked the wife of the Duke of Qian on behalf of Are.
The consort Mu Xin was handsome, with smiling eyes and a sweet mouth. "I came to the capital when I was three years old and entered the palace to study. I knew Consort Hu at that time. Now I am married. When I see Consort Hu again, it seems like I saw you when I was three years old. Consort Hu is really eternally young."
Mu Xin is also a member of the younger generation that Hu Shanwei watched grow up. The naughty kid who liked to eat boogers back then has become a prince consort. Hu Shanwei is deeply worried for Mu Xin:
The first ten princes-in-law of the Hongwu Dynasty all died in accidents, and no one survived.
Geng Xuan, the only consort of Princess Jiangdu during the Jianwen dynasty, was killed by Emperor Yongle, along with the entire Geng family of the Marquis of Changxing, leaving no one alive.
Now in the Yongle Dynasty, will the princes-in-law be entangled by the genetic misfortune of "princes-in-law must die"
After visiting his "mother's home", the Mu Mansion, Hu Shanwei looked at the sky as it was still early. Coupled with the emotion he felt when he saw Mu Xin, he had an idea and went to the outskirts of the capital. On the way, he bought some incense, candles, and paper money to pay homage to the prince consort Wang Ning.
The first and most painful lover has turned into yellow earth underground. A tombstone separates the worlds of yin and yang. She is outside and Wang Ning is inside.
Hu Shanwei lit three incense sticks for Wang Ning and said as if he was chatting with an old friend: "You died for your wife and children, and for the princess. Looking back, you gave up on me for the sake of the country. I blamed you and resented you. Now I have a family and a career, and I have descendants. I can understand your principles. Rest in peace."
The next day, Hu Shanggong entered the palace, and Shen Qionglian handed the position of Shanggong to her. She immediately left the palace and went to Yunnan and Guizhou with her father and brother to find the tomb of her ancestor Shen Xiu and rebury him in Jiangnan.
With power back in his hands, Hu Shanwei was familiar with the task and with the support of Empress Xu, the handover went smoothly.
Just three days later, on the evening of the fourth day of July, a heavy rain had just fallen, sweeping away the stuffiness and the weather became refreshing. Empress Xu felt the room was too stuffy, so she went to the pergola to watch the green peacock. Emperor Yongle was concerned about his wife's health, so he suspended his work and went to Kunning Palace first, intending to talk to the empress and have dinner together. It would be even better if he could persuade the empress to drink an extra bowl of porridge.
There was a Luohan couch in the pergola. Empress Xu leaned weakly on the shoulder of Emperor Yongle, watching the green peacock spread its tail. She felt her eyelids becoming heavier and heavier, so she simply closed her eyes and took a nap.
Emperor Yongle felt that Empress Xu's breathing became shallower and shallower until it stopped.
"The Queen... Miaoyi?"
Xu Miaoyi was the queen's maiden name.
His queen was gone, forever.
Emperor Yongle did not move, nor did he shout at the pharmacist Xuanru or the imperial physician Tan. He sat on the bed like a sculpture, allowing the gradually cooling Empress Xu to lean on him, trying in vain to warm his wife up with his body temperature.
On the fourth day of July in the fifth year of Yongle, Empress Xu died at the age of forty-six.
The author has something to say: A new round of harem werewolf killing has begun, please close your eyes when it gets dark.
Congratulations to readers Xuemou and tydscf for each receiving a 100-point red envelope. You two each answered one question correctly and got one wrong. What a fate.
The correct answer is that Guo is Mu's nephew-in-law, and was made a marquis at the age of 29. In addition, Guo's mother was a relative of Empress Xu, so it is no wonder that she became a widow at the age of 30 and was able to keep her young son's title. It should be noted that the drama of the Guo family seizing the title has always been the highlight of the wealthy families in the Ming Dynasty. The degree of melodrama is second only to the Mu family.
The bloody levels of the four great families of the Ming Dynasty:
Mu Mansion: Five stars.
Guo Mansion: Four stars.
Duke of Wei's Mansion: Three stars
British Palace: Two stars
№6 Netizen: Xuemou Comment: "Hu Shanwei" Score: 2 Published time: 2019-05-24 22:33:34 Reviewed chapter: 214
1. Guo is Mu's nephew-in-law
2: The 22nd year of Hongwu
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2. It is the 22nd year of Yongle, which is wrong.
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№8 User: tydscf Comment: "Hu Shanwei" Score: 2 Published: 2019-05-24 23:01:47 Reviewed chapter: 214
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