October, the seventh year of Chongwu.
The benevolent emperor and the empress ended their five-month southern tour.
During this time, the Emperor and Empress traveled through various cities, inspecting government affairs and severely punishing corrupt officials; personally observing the people's sentiments to inform appropriate policies; offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, sincerely praying for peace and prosperity; boosting the economy, promoting agriculture and commerce, and encouraging women to engage in business; and promoting the Emperor's power and majesty, showcasing the royal family's grace and authority...
Every move of the emperor and empress was recorded by historians and was destined to be recorded in the glorious history books and passed down to future generations.
In the tenth year of Chongwu, the ten-year-old eldest prince Jun Yihuan, after undergoing rigorous tests by the Grand Tutor and His Majesty, was finally allowed to officially enter the court and participate in politics.
Since he was six years old, Jun Yihuan would go to General Wei's mansion to practice martial arts every morning at dawn.
General Wei was a brave veteran who had fought alongside his father on the battlefields and conquered the world. He had a sharp gaze and was in high spirits.
Not only did he teach Jun Yihuan how to ride and shoot arrows, step by step, with every move and every technique strictly and in accordance with regulations, he also taught him the art of war and strategy with great care, with every word and sentence being profound and meaningful.
Today, Jun Yihuan went to the training ground as usual and trained with the soldiers in the rain.
He returned to the palace only when the sun set and the setting sun turned blood-red. It was already the evening hour.
Usually, after finishing training in the training ground, he would go straight back to the prince's residence to wash and rest.
However, today, because he was summoned by his father, Jun Yihuan did not even have time to tidy himself up after returning, and hurried to the Qianqing Palace.
"Your son pays his respects to the Emperor." Jun Yihuan knelt on one knee, clasped his hands together, and spoke in a loud but respectful voice.
Jun Yihuan has been training in martial arts for four years. Although he is only ten years old, he is already nearly seven feet tall (less than 1.7 meters).
He was dressed in a blue python robe, the corners of which swayed slightly in the wind. His posture was as straight as a pine tree, and he was extraordinarily handsome. Between his eyebrows and eyes, he perfectly inherited the heroic spirit of His Majesty and the gentle beauty of the Queen.
"Get up."
"Thank you, Father."
Jun Yihuan stood up and stood with his head bowed.
"I summoned you here today because I have an important matter to direct you to. Many towns in Jinzhou have recently been hit by drought."
Jun Zechen sat on the dragon throne with a solemn expression.
"The harvest was poor, prices were rising, and many disaster victims turned to banditry, disrupting public order. Many civilians were forced to leave their homes in search of water and food, creating a wave of refugees. This brought considerable pressure and instability to surrounding cities."
As Jun Zechen spoke, he tapped the table lightly with his fingers, his eyes revealing worry.
"I would like to arrange for you to go to Jinzhou to handle this matter. At the same time, the Langzhong of the Ministry of Works and the Langzhong of the Ministry of Revenue will assist you."
This is a major test for the eldest prince by Jun Zechen. The drought in Jinzhou is extremely severe and the situation is complicated. It requires a person with extraordinary wisdom, a big picture, excellent leadership, as well as compassion and a strong sense of responsibility to coordinate the overall situation and handle this difficult matter.
Jun Yihuan grew up under his own careful teaching. He went to the prince's residence to receive systematic training at the age of four. At the age of seven, he began to hone his skills among the civil and military officials in the court. This year, he was able to enter the court to participate in politics.
If the drought can be solved perfectly this time, not only will he win the heartfelt support of the people, but he will also establish a very high prestige among the ministers.
"Yes, Father, I will definitely fulfill my mission."
Jun Yihuan's young face was serious, his eyes were firm, and he clasped his hands together as he solemnly accepted the important task entrusted by his father.
At this moment, he actually had a hint of the majesty of Emperor Jun Zechen.
"You will set off in three days. Today, go to Kunning Palace to see your mother, but you are not allowed to tell her about your journey."
Jun Zechen narrowed his eyes slightly and gave orders in a serious tone.
He knew very well that Yaoyao loved her son dearly. Although there were times when he had to teach Jun Yihuan harshly, in a place like this where the disaster was severe and bandits were rampant, even if he made the most thorough arrangements, accidents were bound to happen.
Whenever a disaster strikes, there are always some people who will do anything to make money, and it is not surprising that they do anything crazy in private.
There might even be a more serious situation, such as the ministers in the court who are dissatisfied with Jun Yihuan's participation in government affairs setting a trap in Jinzhou?
It is difficult for anyone to accurately predict these potential dangers and variables.
But Jun Yihuan must go. No matter whether there are conspiracies or tricks ahead, he must face them and try to overcome them.
If he could cleverly plot against the person behind the scenes, Jun Zechen would truly look upon him with new eyes.
He had come this way in the beginning.
In such a dangerous situation, Jun Zechen was really worried that Yaoyao would be unable to sleep or eat because she was worried about Jun Yihuan after knowing it, so it was better to keep this matter secret.
Every time the emperor talked about his mother, he seemed like a different person. Although Jun Yihuan was already used to it, he couldn't help but twitch his lips.
"Yes, I will go see you later, and I won't let you worry about me."
He knew what his father was thinking, and he didn't want to make his mother worry about it, so no matter whether it was his daily studies or the many difficulties he had encountered recently in the court, Jun Yihuan kept silent and didn't reveal a single word to his mother.
He will always find a way to solve it.
My father once said that he would protect my mother for the rest of his life, and Jun Yihuan also had the same idea.
Since this is something he must experience and bear, he will never let his father and mother down, nor will he let his mother worry about him day and night.
Afterwards, Jun Yihuan was about to leave.
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Jun Zechen suddenly called out to Jun Yihuan, then frowned and said with a look of disgust, "You just came back from the training ground?"
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