Full of wine and food, Deng Long stood aside, smiled and cleaned up the dishes for Liu Chengfeng, and the oil lamp that Liu Chengfeng asked for before naturally also brought, a full three, illuminating the prison cell.

"I don't know what else Liu Gongzi commands?" Deng Long had a smile on his face, but his voice was worse than crying, he knew that this was the case, he really shouldn't have come to this Dali Temple, otherwise how could he meet such a person.

Liu Chengfeng rubbed his stomach, stretched out very comfortably, and said, "If I go and get some pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, will it break the rules in prison?" ”

Deng Longzheng said: "No, no." ”

"Oh? Is it? How did I hear that the rules in the prison are very strict. ”

Deng Long smiled dryly: "Young Master Liu, everything can be flexible, this matter is wrapped up in the villain." ”

Deng Long went to buy pen, ink, paper, inkstone, a few hand-copied old books, and brought a gauze tent to the cell, and arranged the cell again. This cell was literally decorated into a study.

Liu Chengfeng is not polite, he slowly calms down here, he practices every day, occasionally sits on the couch in a daze, pondering his thoughts.

At present, if you want to get out of trouble, the most important thing is what will happen to the emperor, and there are many ways to influence the emperor's decision, such as the Empress Zhang mentioned in the note sent by the prince, as well as the Qing Dynasty and the people's views on this matter. However, except for Empress Zhang, Liu Chengfeng couldn't do anything else.

Empress Zhang...... Birthday......

Liu Chengfeng closed his eyes, pondering something from time to time.

When I was tired of thinking, I picked up the pen to practice calligraphy, and writing could calm my mind and recuperate, especially in this prison cell, Liu Chengfeng was more attentive than most of the time.

In the Zhengxin Palace, like Liu Chengfeng, Zhu Youzhu was also writing, and at this time it was time for the fourth ugliest, and the entire capital was shrouded in a white night fog, and the Xiao Suo brought by autumn was also hidden by this darkness. The glazed tiles of the Forbidden City were dyed with a halo by the moonlight, and the lights in the Zhengxin Hall were brilliant.

Insomnia again......

Some time ago, I slept well, Zhu Youzhu felt that his strength had recovered a little, people had a regularity, and even ate more than usual, Zhu Youzhu could clearly feel that his body was slowly improving.

But since he learned about the bombardment of the people's rebellion, Zhu Youzhu has been tossing and turning, no matter what method he uses, it is useless, Zhu Youzhang's mood has become anxious, and his red eyes are a little tired.

"What time is it?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the ugly time has passed."

The ugly hour is the end of the hour, and the day is about to dawn.

Zhu Youzhu took a deep breath, sat in front of the imperial case, put the pen back on the pen holder, and was stunned.

On the cabinet side, Jinyiwei and Dongchang have already rushed out for this matter, and they have been visiting all around; And there are many criticisms in the court about this matter, but no matter what, this matter is a stain on Zhu Youzhang, and it is said in the book that the prosperous era is peaceful, the people have enough food and clothing, and they do not close their doors at night and do not leave the road behind. Zhu Youzhang is confident that he can't do this, but Zhu Youzhu also knows that the country is about to die, thieves are everywhere, and the people are like fire, Zhu Youzhu thinks that this kind of thing will never happen to him, he works hard, and after succeeding to the throne, he does not dare to slack off for a day, is cautious, and walks on thin ice, but things still happen.

The worst thing about this incident is that it happened in the capital, and it turned out to be at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and this blow was not insignificant for Zhu Youzhang.

Zhu Youzhu became more and more irritable, and his spirit became less and less tired, but became a little excited.

Insomnia, like a tiger, tormented Zhu Youzhang's body and mind, Zhu Youzhu wanted to sleep very much, and get up tomorrow to read the book and talk about political affairs with the ministers. It's just that......

Zhu Youzhu sighed, thinking about it for a long time.

Outside, the morning drums sounded, and the hour had come.

The sky was already bright, Zhu Youzhu looked at the sky outside, stood up and sat down, seemed to hesitate again, and couldn't help standing up, before saying: "Swing, Dali Temple ......"

"Dali Temple ......" The eunuch who had been serving all night, his face was surprised, if he had changed the usual, His Majesty would have stayed up all night, and he would definitely have to go to bed, but now look at His Majesty's appearance, although his face is gray and blue, his spirit is not bad, and he must not be able to sleep for a while.

"Yes, the slave will arrange it."

……………………………………

Zhu Youzhu was only wearing a light green shirt and sat on the carriage, which was getting farther and farther away from the noon gate, leaving behind the towering palace wall behind him. On the side of the carriage, dozens of powerful Han generals were all dressed in regular clothes, riding horses, carefully guarding Zhu Youjiao, and several accompanying eunuchs were also dressed in ordinary clothes, heading towards Dali Temple.

When I arrived at Dali Temple, the officials had just been on duty, and when they heard someone outside, they were frightened one by one, and they hurriedly went out to pick up the car, Zhu Youzhu had come in as if no one was around, and the people on both sides knelt on the ground and said: "Long live my emperor." ”

Zhu Youzhu just asked, "Where is Liu Chengfengguan?" ”

Dali Siqing chuckled in his heart, didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly said: "Weichen will go with Your Majesty." ”

led Zhu Youzhu to the cell in the backyard, Zhu Youzhu saw this, couldn't help frowning, and said: "This place is too dilapidated, even if you are a prisoner, you don't have to treat him like this." ”

Dali Siqing hurriedly responded: "Yes, Weichen will definitely ask someone to repair it later." "In reality, the treatment in this cell is much better than that of the Criminal Department Prison and the Imperial Prison, but by Zhu Youzhang's standards, this place is indeed a little dirty.

When the cell leader Deng Long heard that the emperor was coming, he almost didn't faint, he originally thought he was a death thief, but the commander came, the prince came, and now even the emperor came to visit the prison, this is also a prisoner? I don't know, I think it's a new champion!

Deng Long was a little glad at this time, at least he finally had a good relationship with Liu Chengfeng, although it cost a lot, but the money was well spent.

He hurriedly went to open the door of the cell, and Zhu Youzhu went in with his hands.

The oil lamp is rising.

Liu Chengfeng grabbed the pen in his hand, the pen and ink on the table were complete, an unfinished book was spread on the table, seeing Zhu Youzhu coming, he couldn't help but be quietly surprised, and was about to salute, Zhu Youzhang waved his hand at him and said, "You continue to write." ”

Liu Chengfeng cheered up and continued to write, his psychological quality was good, even if the emperor was on the side, he also showed a calm and indifferent attitude. What Liu Chengfeng wrote was 'Lanting Preface', imitating Wang Youjun's penmanship, this was not that he deliberately wanted to vote for Zhu Youjiao's favor, but he was bored, and he only remembered a Lanting Preface, so Suo Xing wrote it out for fun.

Zhu Youzhu looked at the side with his hands behind his back, his mouth trembled slightly, as if he was reading the words in the book, feeling the free and easy pleasure of the Wang's right army in the Lanting Youyou South Mountain.

Liu Chengfeng finished writing the words, Zhu Youzhu said a good word, then frowned, pointed to a few deficiencies, and said: "The book is not heavy, you are too far-fetched here, only thinking about copying the form of Wang Youjun's font, and forgetting the free and easy deep meaning, but it is not good." ”

Liu Chengfeng said: "Thank you for your majesty's guidance." ”

Zhu Youzhu smiled quietly and said, "I promised you in the past that I would teach you how to read, and you don't have to thank you." You can still write quietly in this cell, but it is a little elegant. ”

Liu Chengfeng said in his heart, I'm just bored to pass the time. However, Zhu Youzhang interpreted it like this, Liu Chengfeng had no intention of refutating, smiled quietly, looked at Zhu Youzhang's dim face, and thought to himself, I was afraid that in the past few days, the emperor would lose sleep again, so he said with deep meaning: "Your Majesty, no matter where you are, the most important thing is to meditate, and only by meditating can you be harmonious, and qi and fang are the way to cultivate one's body." ”

Zhu Youzhu smiled and said, "This time, I want to thank you for your advice." ”

Liu Chengfeng hurriedly shook his head and said, "Your Majesty's words are serious. ”

Zhu Youzhu rolled up his sleeves and said, "Come, take a pen to me, and I will also write a preface to the Orchid Pavilion." After that, he took the pen handed over by Liu Chengfeng, put on a blank piece of paper again, and began to write, and Liu Chengfeng grinded it for him on the side. This time, Zhu Youzhu finally calmed down, at night, the restless mood was swept away, he wanted to let Liu Chengfeng, a protégé, see his own ability, so he forgot all the irritability at once, and completely forgot to write, and the lines of words were written from top to bottom, which was obviously higher than Liu Chengfeng.

After all, Liu Chengfeng is best at writing some words that have never been written by predecessors in this era, but when it comes to imitating Wang Youjun, he is not enough. And Zhu Youzhu is different, what he likes the most is Wang Youjun's calligraphy, since he learned to write words, he has taken Wang Youjun as an example, and over the years, this force has become a system and has a unique style.

After a cup of tea, Zhu Youzhu straightened his waist, and even he felt satisfied with the word himself, so he couldn't help but smile and said, "How?" ”

Liu Chengfeng said: "The student sighs to himself. ”

Zhu Youzhu said: "You don't have to be discouraged, you don't pay attention to writing and painting, you don't focus on intelligence, but on hard work, and there is no shortcut to take a shortcut." ”

Liu Chengfeng said: "Scholars cherish the year, sages cherish the day, and saints cherish the time, is this the truth?" ”

Zhu Youzhu thought about it, felt that this little paragraph was quite interesting, and hurriedly said: "That's right." ”

The two of them were very tacit, and they did not mention the matter of bullet pressure, nor did they mention the news of the trial, just like a pair of teachers and students talking eloquently.

Zhu Youzhu sat down, casually picked up a few hand-copied books that Liu Chengfeng put on the table, and couldn't help laughing: "Why is it even a female book?" ”

The female book is one of the four books for women, and it is generally read by women in the boudoir, but Liu Chengfeng has a copy on his desk, no wonder Zhu Youzhu jokes.