Wanli is a good brother, he didn't let King Lu cry until dawn alone, and he didn't trouble others.

The real big thing can't be faked, and the young Tianzi understood this truth very early.

So he chose to take the opportunity to sneak to the toilet during the palace banquet to do it himself, stuff a pot of fine wine into his sleeve, and share it with his brother in the Qianqing Palace at night to celebrate King Lu's tactical crime.

Life in the palace should be boring for young people, those carved beams and paintings day after day, those years of conformity, as well as the endless rebuke and discipline of the strict teacher and mother, the bullying and flattery and arrogance, will leave indelible flaws in the character of people of this age.

But all this is different because of the vigorous development of the empire, as if every war report from overseas has injected fresh blood into the birds and beasts carved in the palace, and every bit of prosperity in the country has been attributed to the emperor, and thus every sleepy afternoon sitting in the Wenhua Hall has meaning.

Not to mention, after winning the right to command the army and the right to parade with his own wisdom, what kind of sense of accomplishment will it bring to this young beast who controls the huge empire of the world.

On this day of great significance to the Wanli Emperor, the celebration was extraordinarily successful.

First of all, in the near future, there will be a palace maid in the Forbidden City to become a concubine, which is a good thing done by Zhu Yijun, the Wanli Emperor who has just turned fifteen, and he also took his handicap to others as a token, and the palace maid holding the jade handle handcuff almost scared the eunuch to death the next day.

Secondly, half an hour before Zhu Yijun handed over the handcuff to the palace maid, Zhu Yiyi, the king of Lu, who had just turned ten, drank two taels of wine and set fire to the sails of the Wanli ship model in the military room.

Not to mention, if it weren't for the night eunuch who saw the fire, they would have died on the same day, the same month, and the same year.

Fortunately, the ship had been painted with several layers of paint, and the fire was extinguished before it could ignite, except for the observation deck on the top of the sail and mast, which was burned out, and the other treasures in the military room were all right.

King Lu and his righteous brother Da Tang were smoked into two small black briquettes when they were snatched out by the palace people, and the prince who drank a lot of wine leaned on the pillar outside the Qianqing Palace, and saw that people couldn't stand up straight, and slipped down the pillar to the ground and slept soundly, and then opened his eyes after fourteen hours.

After all, the Son of Heaven is the Son of Heaven, and he drank more than others and woke up earlier than others, so he slept for ten hours.

When he woke up, he vomited and smirked, rolled up the bearskin cushion with long hair on the chair and walked out of the palace.

Running out to take a look, Wan Li Ye stacked a stack of bear skin cushions at the bottom of the white jade steps at the entrance of the dormitory and put them in front of his feet, and knelt down with his knees bent, very well-behaved.

When Empress Dowager Li heard that the emperor had woken up, she hurried over, came to the gate of the palace and glanced at Zhu Yijun, who was kneeling under the stone steps, and then went back after a long distance.

The two sons slept day and night, which made the Empress Dowager Li anxious, if it weren't for the two villains having snorts, they would have collapsed.

The palms of the mother's hands and the backs of her hands are all meat, although the Li family punished Wanli more and spoiled King Lu, but that was only because the two sons had different identities, even if the younger son could toss and rebuild, at most it would cost a little more money and more expenses, and the eldest son could toss it was different, this is the emperor, and she can't teach her well where she is worthy of her deceased husband.

If something really happens to the two of them, it's okay if any one of them collapses, and if the two of them have an accident together, it's a big deal.

Hearing that Wanli woke up, Empress Dowager Li was happy and angry, and the joy was naturally that her son was fine, but she should be angry when she was happy.

But when he walked to the door, he saw Wanli's small figure kneeling alone in front of the dormitory, and his heart softened again, and he didn't know what to scold him.

Empress Dowager Li is clear that the eldest son will not eat her set at this time, and he can still be used to scare and scare him, and he is trembling with a few words.

Now that the emperor is ambitious, he will tell him that the abolition of the emperor's throne is not lethal at all, and if he can't get it, he will happily jump out three feet high for you to jump for a while.

If the roles of Wanli and King Lu were reversed, he would have already gone to Youjing to become a vassal by this time.

Empress Dowager Li really has nothing to do with Xiao Wanli, he has now learned to make mistakes and knelt down by himself first, what else can he do?

"Let him continue to kneel, when will King Lu wake up, when will he invite the emperor to the harem, and order him to go down, no one is allowed to send water and food to the emperor."

Empress Dowager Li's brows have been stretched, and most of the anger in her heart towards Wanli has been eliminated in the ten hours of worry, and all that remains is deep worry about teaching the emperor in the future.

"Go to the goose ash pond to get cucumber slices, this Jing Haibo, his influence on the emperor is too great, you still have to write a letter to him, let Feng Daban write a letter to him, follow the third issue, tell him everything about the emperor recently, and see what he can do."

Empress Dowager Li believes that the current is the Ming Dynasty, not only the Ming Dynasty, but they are experiencing changes that have not been seen in the world for thousands of years.

What is the change unseen in a millennium? The emperor, the emperor doesn't want to be the emperor anymore, he wants to be the prince and go to sea to become a vassal.

She had already realized that relying on her and Zhang Juzheng alone would probably not be able to restrain the emperor.

She cares about the emperor, and the emperor listens to it and promises to be good; Zhang Juzheng taught the emperor anything, and the emperor learned what he did, and it was good to learn; But the emperor has his own ideas and doesn't tell others.

Don't say that she can't understand the messy gadgets in the military room, even Zhang Juzheng can't fully understand them.

She felt that the emperor was abnormal, which emperor would color the weapon by himself, not to mention painting a good gun black, and also engraved the words on the gun Zhu Yijun supervised the production, and returned the world to peace, if you want to say that you know the soldiers, this grandfather and grandfather Cheng will not take the world immediately, even if Wuzong has never done such a ridiculous thing.

Not to mention whose emperor will make a steam engine by himself, and specially ask a carpenter to make a human shape and place it opposite the dragon bed in the dormitory, and the first thing he does when he wakes up all day is to tell the palace maid to add coal to this thing, and name it Huo De Xingjun, seven orifice smoke all day and night, and have to build a pipe for it on the palace wall, or the whole dormitory will be smoked to death.

Someone has to be able to persuade him, and this person obviously has to be Chen Mu.

Empress Dowager Li didn't know that when she ordered that no one should be allowed to send food and water to the emperor, Wan Liye, who was kneeling comfortably on the bearskin cushion, was holding the decanting soup in one hand and cleaning up the uneaten pie with the other hand to feed King Lu's worshipping brothers, and his cheeks were bulging like puffer fish flatulence.

A pair of ghostly eyes swirled in his sockets, and he whispered to Wang An, who was carrying the dust and serving at the gate of the palace, and asked, "The queen mother is gone?" Ouch, I'm choking, who made this sobering soup, it's the same flavor as the tea soup in Guanglu Temple, it's too hard to drink, right? After a while, the queen mother will have to summon me to the harem, and quickly get me a glass of water to fill in the gaps! ”