The sun is shining in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me, I am going to school with my little bag on my back.
Zhu Yijun stood in the main hall, letting the palace maids dress him up. He was carrying a yellow backpack with all his books and brushes in it.
There was a bronze mirror in front of him. Looking at him in the mirror, he looked like a primary school student.
Mr. Lee sat in a chair and looked at his son's happy appearance. The smile on his face never stopped.
Today was the first day of school. The words "first day" were said by his son. How well he said it!
"Take good care of His Majesty. Don't let anything happen to him." Mr. Lee looked at Zhang Jing and said with a smile.
As for who would go to the school with Zhu Yijun, the eunuchs did not compete fiercely. After all, it was not the young emperor who was in charge of the Imperial Palace now, but the Li family. Wasn't it obvious who to curry favor with?
Feng Bao didn't want to go. The school was different from here. Here, he could watch over the director of rites and Mr. Lee to prevent anyone from harming him.
If he really went to the school with the emperor, he would be caught unprepared if anything happened.
Sending an irrelevant person definitely wouldn't work, and Mr. Lee couldn't trust him. Thus, he sent Eunuch Bing Bi, Zhang Cheng of the director of rites.
Originally, Eunuch Bing Bi of the director of rites was very powerful because he was the admiral of Dongchang.
However, Eunuch Bing Bi of the director of rites was not as powerful as the eunuch in charge of the director of rites. But because he was the admiral of Dongchang, the two sides could balance each other.
Feng Bao, on the other hand, had a posthumous portrait. He was ordered to supervise Dongchang as the eunuch in charge of the director of rites. Naturally, he had a lot of power in the palace.
However, in Zhang Cheng's view, Feng Bao was definitely passing down a fake posthumous edict. How could the late emperor leave such a portrait?
However, the late emperor was dead, and there was no proof. Although he stood beside the young emperor with a smile on his face, Zhang Cheng was already cursing in his heart.
At the side, Zhang Jing, the military governor and imperial eunuch, was also cursing in his heart. Feng Bao was obviously trying to send Zhang Cheng away. This old man was really sinister.
Zhu Yijun was naturally clear about the intrigue between the eunuchs, but Zhu Yijun was not in the mood to watch them fight.
Now, Zhu Yijun was most concerned about the academy. Once he got to the academy, Zhu Yijun felt that he would be able to take a breather.
Here, Zhu Yijun was watched by all kinds of rules all day long. He was suppressed by all kinds of rules and couldn't move at all.
"Alright, let's go!" Zhu Yijun waved his hand and said with a big smile. After that, he turned around and ran outside.
"Hurry up and keep up!"
Seeing his son's expression, Mr. Lee bitterly smiled and shook his head. He had a helpless smile on his face, but he was also pleased that his son was so hardworking and loved to learn.
When Zhu Yijun arrived at the academy, his study companions were already waiting there.
Sixteen children stood there in an orderly manner. Although the youngest was only eight years old, children in this era were precocious, so there was no need for them to cry.
Before they came, their families had naturally warned them many times. Now, they naturally stood there obediently.
"The Emperor has arrived!"
Following Zhang Cheng's shout, everyone knelt on the ground and said respectfully, "Greetings to the Emperor. Long live the Emperor!"
"Get up!"
Zhu Yijun said with a smile. After so many days, he had seen this kind of scene many times. Zhu Yijun was already used to it. "Come, bring up the clothes and brand that I have prepared for them!"
After hearing Zhu Yijun's words, sixteen palace maids and young eunuchs walked up with wooden trays in their hands.
In each wooden tray, there were two sets of clothes. They were light green in color, and the fabric was obviously top-notch.
On top of the clothes, there was a brand carved from red sandalwood. At a glance, one could tell that the carving was of royal quality.
On the front of each wooden plate was a name, and on the back was a five-clawed golden dragon.
"In the future, you will wear these clothes in the academy. This brand will be your proof of identity."
Zhu Yijun smiled and took out a wooden plate from his small bag. He waved it and said, "This is mine."
The wooden plate was naturally useless. At most, it was a symbolic thing. However, Zhu Yijun believed that it would definitely be of great use in the future.
"According to the rules of the academy, you will have a eunuch and a maid to serve you for five days of study and two days of cultivation." Zhu Yijun pointed to the eunuchs behind them and said, "They are all assigned to you."
As for the maids, they were all brought by themselves. This was also something that Zhu Yijun had informed them in advance.
Although Zhu Yijun wanted them to wash their own clothes and cook, it was not the right time. Moreover, these guys were too young.
The sixteen people looked at each other. Five days of study and two days of rest?
What kind of joke was this? Weren't they going to study in the palace for four hours before going home?
Did they have to stay here for five days before going home?
After hearing this, some of them wanted to cry.
Zhu Yijun was too lazy to care about them. If they cried, there would be maids to comfort them. Moreover, they were naughty children. They would get used to crying.
One had to know that there were many Honours among them. Whether it was the grandson of Duke Cheng, Zhu Yingzhen, or the grandson of Duke Ding, Xu Hongji, they were all going to be troublemakers in the future.
Zhu Yijun was also going to use them to set an example for the Honours. Naturally, he would not let them continue to be playboys.
"Alright, you are dismissed now. Let your eunuchs take you to find a room. Two people to a room." After saying this, Zhu Yijun waved his hand. "Dinner will be in an hour."
After saying this, Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Juzheng's fourth son, Zhang Jianxiu, and said, "You and I will be in a room."
Zhang Jianxiu was stunned. He pointed at himself and widened his eyes. I will be in a room with the Emperor?
Standing beside Zhang Jianxiu was his younger brother, Zhang Yunxiu. He also widened his eyes and looked at his older brother.
Other than the two brothers, the 16 people had different expressions. No one expected the Emperor to choose Zhang Jianxiu to stay with him.
Some didn't dare to believe it, some didn't understand what was going on, and some were jealous.
Zhu Yijun looked at them and shook his head helplessly. He didn't know what their families had instilled in them.
"Oh right, there is one more thing I need to tell you. In the future, in the academy, we won't be talking about the emperor or the minister, we will only talk about classmates." Zhu Yijun pointed at himself and said, "In here, I won't call myself 'Zhen', just 'I'."
"Zhang Jianxiu, let's go pick a room." After saying this, Zhu Yijun turned and said to Zhang Jianxiu.
Zhang Jianxiu was in a state of confusion. After hearing Zhu Yijun's words, he nodded subconsciously and was about to bow.
Zhu Yijun pulled Zhang Jianxiu back. "That's enough. Didn't I tell you not to do this?"
There were many rooms in the courtyard. They had been decorated a long time ago. Even the furnishings were the same.
After entering the room, there was a suite on the left and right. In the center was the living room, with a bedroom on each side.
At the back were the rooms for the eunuchs and palace maids.
At the back of the living room was a study.