Emperor Zhengde of Ming Dynasty

The commanding guard was about to drag the girl down and punish her for thirty, when she heard Zhu Houzhao walk up to the girl and said softly, "Look up..."

The girl panicked and raised her head in a panic.

On the handsome face, the pear flowers are raining, and the pink and white are handsome.

The girl raised her head and looked at Zhu Houzhao, also full of doubts.

"Who is this young man? Not to mention that he is dressed so neatly, and he is white and chubby. He is about the same age as himself. It seems that he is the **** here? No, it seems not. Is it the chief guard of the Ouchi, then how good is his martial arts? High? However, it doesn't seem to be..."

Zhu Houzhao looked at the girl's innocent eyes and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Snow White."

"Where are you from?"

"Northern Zhili"

Zhu Houzhao frowned and looked at the commander of the inner guard beside him: "You all retreat!"

"Yes!"

"You come with me!"

As soon as Zhu Houzhao's voice fell, the palace maid was so frightened that she lost her mind and trembled in her heart: "It's over, it's over, it's not going to cause trouble again! I'm afraid the empress won't be able to save me this time..."

After Bai Xue got up, he followed behind everyone to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

This little palace maid has been suspiciously looking at Zhu Houzhao and the guards beside him.

This young man walking at the forefront is obviously different from the others, with red lips and white teeth, clean and sassy.

This little palace maid was very afraid of the guards around her, but she didn't feel the slightest fear of the young man at the front.

The little palace maid followed Zhu Houzhao into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and became even more puzzled. She had only been in the palace for three months, and the rules in this palace had not been fully learned, but there were many rules in the Huanyi Bureau. She could not imagine how big the Forbidden City was.

She had no idea that this Hall of Mental Cultivation was the residence of Emperor Zhengde Zhu Houzhao.

After all the guards and eunuchs walked out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the little palace maid let out a long sigh of relief, but she was still very puzzled. Could there be such a young and handsome boy in the palace? Judging by his age, he should be similar to himself.

"Thank you for saving me today, I'll stay here for one night, and I'll go back tomorrow..."

After the little palace maid Bai Xue finished speaking, she sat on the chair next to her, not restrained, made a cup of tea and drank it herself.

She was sweating profusely just now, and her mouth was already dry. She originally thought that she would be executed, but she did not expect to come here by accident.

Suddenly, she felt something was wrong!

She didn't believe her feelings at all, and she even felt that it was an illusion that she was scared of just now.

She didn't believe she would meet the Son of Heaven at all.

Zhu Houzhao asked the little palace maid to come to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, just to ask about this folk thing, the hype written on the court's hundred official memorials, but he didn't know the truth outside.

He wants to know the actual situation of the entire Ming Dynasty. Is the real world as peaceful as it is written in the memorial?

"Since you are from Beizhili, tell me, what is the folk customs of Beizhili? How is the life of the common people?"

After hearing this, the palace maid Bai Xue retracted her thoughts and thought for a moment: "The past few years in Beizhili have been really miserable. My family is a big family, and there is still a little surplus food. Other ordinary people who don't have surplus food start to go around every spring. went begging."

"The banker's growth is not good. In addition, there has been a severe drought in northern Zhili in recent years, and many fields have been abandoned, and no one is farming."

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Zhu Houzhao asked Bai Xue a few more questions about people's livelihood.

What the little palace maid said was completely different from what was written in the memorials sent by the civil and military officials, especially in terms of people's livelihood.

More ordinary people outside are hungry.

And those who have been admitted to fame and the counts who are not hereditary live in the world of singing and dancing.

This little palace maid felt very strange at this time, why did the young man in front of him ask himself about the people outside?

Does this have anything to do with him?

After Zhu Houzhao asked a few questions, he sighed up to the sky. He didn't expect that what his father, Emperor Hongzhi, left him was a false peace and prosperity...

"Someone!" Zhu Hou called the **** in.

"Go, send her to the clothes washing bureau,"

"According to the order!"

The little palace maid followed the little **** in confusion and walked out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. When she stepped out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation and looked back at the golden characters, her heart slammed like a deer.

This also confirmed her previous conjecture.

The Hall of Mental Cultivation?

Is it?

Her face flushed to her neck instantly. He remembered that his boss once said that the place where the emperor lived was the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the emperor's bedroom.

Is it? ? ?

A bold thought appeared in her mind.

Is this young man the son of today? ?

The little palace maid shuddered with fright.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the clothes washing bureau. From now on, I guess you don't have to do what the servants do..."

Bai Xue looked at the **** who escorted her just now, and asked in a low voice, "Father-in-law, that young man was..."

"Shh! Don't even say it, you just know it in your heart."

Snow White realized later.

The young man in the palace, who can lead the guards and command the eunuchs, is not the son of the present, who else can it be?

Bai Xue never imagined that the person she accidentally bumped into was actually His Majesty today, and it wasn't scary.

This Bai Xue was originally an ordinary female worker in the Huanyi Bureau, responsible for the cleaning of the royal clothes. This time, she got lost and accidentally entered the emperor's corridor.

She originally thought it was a disaster, but who knew that this was a blessing in disguise, and followed His Majesty into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

From then on, no matter whether she was blessed by the emperor or not, she was the one who had seen the face of the emperor and shared a room with the emperor, and many people began to envy Bai Xue's good luck.

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Cining Palace.

The emperor Zhu Houzhao arrived, and although the night was hazy~www.wuxiahere.com~, the maids and eunuchs around him respectfully knelt down to the emperor.

Zhu Houzhao came to the Empress Dowager Zhang and bowed: "My son, please give my mother a greeting!"

Seeing that Zhu Houzhao had come just now, Empress Zhang deliberately said with a straight face: "Zhao'er, I called you so early, why did you arrive so soon?"

"Mother, my son still has some memorials to deal with, so I wasted some time, please forgive me!"

The reason why Empress Dowager Zhang is so stern is that she really does not want Zhu Houzhao to work overtime. How did her husband Hongzhi Emperor die? She knew very well that for the sake of her ancestors' inheritance, she would rather exhaust herself in the end.

Although the country is important, the body is the first.

"You should pay attention to your health in the future. Now that you are still young, you can share some things for the cabinet to complete. You only need to ask them for the results. You don't have to do everything yourself."

The Empress Dowager Zhang angrily rebuked Zhu Houzhao and instructed the people around him to bring the longan and lotus seed soup that had just been preheated.

"Zhao'er, drink some lotus seed soup first, I have something important to tell you later."

When Empress Dowager Zhang said this, she was observing Zhu Houzhao's face. She was an expert in this regard.

"Mother, are you telling me about my cousin? Don't worry about this, wait for me..."

"No! My mother is still looking forward to hugging your grandson as soon as possible. You are also at the age to talk about marriage. Aijia and your second mother and third mother must take care of this for you."

Before Zhu Houzhao finished speaking, the Queen Mother Zhang interrupted him. In this Forbidden City, I am afraid that only the Queen Mother Zhang can talk to Zhu Houzhao like this.

"This..."

Zhu Houzhao picked up the soup bowl and put it on the table...