Half about to be dawn and half dark, I smell the flowers and sleep with the orioles.

This lazy state is rarely seen in the emperor after the New Year.

Zhu Yijun fell asleep in the second half of the Xu hour last night, but did not get up on time before Mao hour.

But I was confused until the sky was already half clear, and I couldn't stand it hard to rub my shoulders and sit up.

"When will it be?"

He moved his shoulders, which were pressed down with a little pain, and attracted Zhang Hong to ask Shichen casually.

Although we are about to start preparing to take power, we will definitely not be able to do it all in a row.

Occasionally, I slept in and relaxed, but no one said anything.

"Long live the Lord, there is still a moment."

Zhang Hong hurriedly greeted the female official in the inner court and went forward to serve the emperor in dressing and washing.

Zhu Yijun rubbed his face and woke up, and then began to rinse his mouth and wipe his face: "There is nothing to do today?"

The schedule was full a few days ago.

The court discussed the affairs of the government, worshiped the ancestral temple, visited the old ministers, and went out of the palace to debate the scriptures. Now it finally dealt with the matters that should be dealt with.

Zhang Hong naturally did his homework for the emperor's schedule.

He held the washbasin next to him and replied softly: "Long live, there is no other arrangement except for the memorials sent by the two palaces this morning."

Zhu Yijun nodded: "There is no urgent matter, I will leave the memorial to deal with it in the afternoon."

That's all right.

Although there are many memorials, it is still okay to leave a morning break.

There is nothing important to discuss in the court, and I won’t go today.

As for the lecture, of course, it was postponed - it was not the emperor who was lazy, but the officials of the lecture unanimously requested to reorganize the courseware and hold the lecture on a date.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yijun asked casually: "What is Shilin's reaction when he made the discussion three days ago?"

Zhang Hong pondered for a moment and replied respectfully: "Long live the life of the emperor, now a large number of scholars gathered in the villa of Yanshan to review the grand event of that day."

"Yanzhou was righteous and led a group of scholars to comment on the words and sentences one by one in order to compile them into a book as soon as possible."

"The students of the Imperial College are talking about the events of that day, and they heard... they have already vaguely said that the 'Holy King is born'."

"The title of the 'Seven Sages' has begun to spread among the people, and His Majesty is the first."

While listening, Zhu Yijun opened his arms and let the female official wear him.

The reaction Zhang Hong said was obviously limited to the capital.

After all, the territory of the Ming Dynasty is here, so things will definitely not ferment too quickly.

Moreover, it will take some time for people to use the gimmicks of the "emperor's debate" to the content of the debate.

Therefore, Zhu Yijun did not act too rush and simply instructed: "Let the Tongzheng Department move faster and see the report as soon as possible."

Zhang Hong responded quickly.

After the little emperor gave the order, he couldn't help but shake his head.

As the bureaucracy is aging, don’t expect the publicity department to maintain normal functions.

It's the fourth day, but it hasn't been reported yet. Wang Shizhen works alone. Yesterday, he added a volume of manuscripts in "Farewell Collection of Yanshantang" and published the events of that day.

It seems that the Tongzheng Department of Public Information and New Reporting Business must be divided into the News and Publication Bureau and entrusted to professionals.

Zhang Hong pulled open the chair and invited the emperor to sit down for breakfast: "Long live the day and every day, I haven't been fishing for many days. I have a rare rest this morning, so I have to take a leisurely rest?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yijun subconsciously pinched his right hand, obviously he had already moved.

He hesitated for a moment, and still implicitly said, "I will go to pay my respects to both palaces first."

Zhang Hong immediately understood and winked at the little eunuch beside him, asking him to go down and prepare.

Seeing this, Zhu Yijun coughed lightly: "It's fine to make a nest, don't let fish out. I'm just sitting with my back to practice my mind. If you don't get the goods, it's second."

Last year he fished a lot and the eunuchs had many tricks.

According to Jinyiwei, the fishing man in Jinshui River privately lamented that there were a lot of giant fish in the river.

Zhang Hongweiwei: "I understand."

He said it clearly, and kept making gestures behind him, signaling the eunuch to go and handle it quickly.

The latter obviously understood the emperor's temperament and fishing skills, ignored the steps prepared by the emperor for himself, and slowly retreated out.

Zhu Yijun rubbed his neck and started to have breakfast.

"Has the Ministry of Rites agreed on Mr. Tao's funeral?"

Tao Dalin's posthumous posthumous title must not be as "Xi" as in history.

After all, he is a Japanese lecturer from the Eastern Palace. If he is a bad posthumous posthumously named after him without any merits and faults, what do you think of him as a student?

Zhang Hong recalled for a moment before speaking: "The Ministry of Rites has finished its discussion. It is based on the written comparison of His Majesty's decision, and choose the best and follow it."

"We should discuss it in the court today."

Zhu Yijun nodded.

Ma Ziqiang is still a good person. As long as he meets his fame and fortune, he may be a good person to work.

After Zhu Yijun swallowed the things in his mouth, he said quickly: "How are the things in Weixin Pavilion?"

The Weixin Pavilion he mentioned refers to the Lingyan Pavilion belonging to the Wanli Dynasty.

Taking from the allusion known to everyone, "Although Zhou is an old country, its destiny is renewed", plus the word "the emperor's private number" can be said to be a simple and straightforward revealing the emperor's three ambitions.

ZTE.

ZTE.

Still ZTE.

When Zhang Hong heard the emperor ask about this, he quickly replied: "Reply to Your Majesty's words, most of the things on paper have been drafted."

"The Ministry of Residence and the Ministry of Rites had done feng shui and geomancy earlier, and selected several addresses and the date of construction. The Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Internal Affairs were even more competing to contribute funds for the construction of the palace and pavilion. However, the specific location was selected, and now the Ministry of Residence and the Ministry of Rites had some differences."

"The inner court means to follow the Lingyan Pavilion and build it in the palace to facilitate the sacrifices of Your Majesty."

"The Ministry of Rites wanted to build it outside the palace and around the Taimiao area to facilitate the condolences of the ministers and the people."

After listening carefully, Zhu Yijun shook his head: "Then build it outside the palace. I will take two more steps."

The more people you want to pay attention to, the more precious it is.

It is not good to leave it in the palace for idle people to enter.

As for sacrificial sacrifice... it seems that the emperor will work diligently to sacrifice himself.

When Zhang Hong heard this, he bowed and said that.

Zhu Yijun glanced at Zhang Hong and said half jokingly and half seriously: "If the big companion is interested, there is still a chance to be among them."

Zhang Hong was shocked and couldn't help looking up at the emperor.

But I saw the emperor burying his head to drink porridge and did not continue the meaning of this topic.

Zhang Hong lowered his head silently, thinking that Long Live was hitting him or encouraging him, and he felt a little confused for a moment.

Zhu Yijun asked Zhang Hong about everything inside and outside the palace.

I finished breakfast soon.

After a while, the color of the morning has become brighter.

At the same time, this also symbolizes that the emperor started a rare leisure day.

After breakfast, Zhu Yijun took a routine walk and trotted to exercise his body.

I ran all the way and came to Yuanxi Yannian Palace.

It is a very healing thing to pay tribute to Empress Dowager Li - it is mainly reflected in Empress Dowager Li's current attitude towards the emperor, which is very satisfying in emotional value.

Zhu Yijun vividly repeated the scene of the day of the debate to Empress Dowager Li.

The latter is sometimes surprised, sometimes praised, and occasionally recounts the evaluations of the women.

Zhu Yijun also took care of the audience and did not mention the content of the day at all, while the Confucian scholars responded to him in a big and special way.

Not only did Empress Dowager Li feel stunned, but even his younger brothers and sisters who had just started to be confused all opened their mouths and looked at the emperor in admiration.

I spent another half an hour with Empress Dowager Li.

Zhu Yijun got up and left.

Then, he took another walk to Qianguang Hall to pay tribute to Empress Dowager Chen.

Empress Dowager Chen has always been very resentful, and Zhu Yijun cannot become lively even when he meets this person.

She didn't go fishing, and when she talked about interesting things, she just looked at the emperor with a smile.
To be continued...