[Regarding the update time adjustment, it is twelve o'clock every night these days! 】
"Mr. Gao, you are finally back!"
In the study room of the palace bedroom, Zhu Jingyuan stood up from behind the desk and faced Gao Shuyan at the door.
For more than half a month, Gao Shuyan and other officials from the East Palace went to various places in Jinling for overt and covert inspections.
In addition to supervising the local government, they also appeared when necessary to correct the "chaos" of the local government, which solved a lot of trouble for Zhu Jingyuan.
Now that the "exemption" order has been issued, local governments have dropped their burdens and have successively reported the true situation of the treasury, and Gao Shuyan has naturally returned.
"Your Highness, how are you always?"
As the prince's teacher, Gao Shuyan was most concerned about Zhu Jingyuan's health, so he asked these questions first.
"I had a cough a few days ago, but it's no longer a serious problem after taking medicine. Today I exercised with my thirteenth brother, and my energy and energy are much better!"
"Sir, please sit down!"
After the two of them sat down respectively, Gao Shuyanfang said: "The Thirteenth Master has helped His Highness a lot recently!"
He smiled and replied: "Yes, Thirteenth Brother has many ideas, but I didn't realize that before!"
However, Gao Shuyan's expression changed and he said in a deep voice: "But does His Highness know that the Thirteenth Master's ideas have also pushed you to the forefront of the limelight?"
"The imperial censor is an official, and his pen and ink are as sharp as a sword. If someone else adds fuel to the flames, His Highness will be in danger!"
According to Zhu Jinghong, as long as the errands assigned to him are done well and the emperor's father is happy, the prince's status will be stable.
It was hard for me to convince myself of this truth, but now I was a little shaken after hearing Gao Shuyan's words.
"Mr. Gao, now inside and outside Yingtian Mansion, the people are praising me. The people's wishes are what they want... There is nothing to fear from the censor!"
Unexpectedly, Gao Shuyan asked, "Can people go to the palace to discuss politics?"
One sentence choked Zhu Jingyuan.
Seeing that he had been frightened, Gao Shuyan sighed: "The prince is dedicated to sharing the worries of the Holy One. He wants to collect the money and food as soon as possible in order to eliminate the Japanese pirates as soon as possible. His loyalty and filial piety are admirable..."
"But whatever you do, the prince must not forget his identity, let alone mess with his goals to achieve his goals!"
"If there is really an impeachment, I will write a chapter to defend His Highness, but I only hope that Your Highness will stop acting recklessly!"
With all kinds of truths pressing down on him, Zhu Jingyuan had no room for justification, so he could only nod and accept Gao Shuyan's opinion.
"Mr. Gao, now that the Chief Secretary has consolidated the money and grain and transported it to the eastern battlefield, the troops stationed in various places of Jinling Dusi can be mobilized!"
"What your Highness said is true!"
"Jinling has been in peace for many years, and the generals of Dusi have neglected the military formation. I am afraid that they will slack off and try to deal with it, and they want my thirteenth brother to go and supervise the battle!"
In the past two days, in order to enable himself to lead the troops and supervise the battle, Zhu Jinghong boasted about his ability in arranging troops.
Although he was also a layman, he couldn't bear the truth of what Zhu Jinghong said, so he actually convinced Zhu Jingyuan.
Of course, this was also because during this period, Zhu Jinghong's ideas were basically effective, which made Zhu Jingyuan no longer despise him, otherwise he would definitely think that he was just fooling around.
Unexpectedly, Gao Shuyan stood up immediately: "No..."
"Although the Thirteenth Master is wise and resourceful, he is still too young after all. Military and national affairs are child's play. There are already many generals working together to provide advice, so there is no need for a small child to supervise and coerce..."
"Your Highness has arranged this, where will everyone in Jinling be?"
Zhu Jingyuan was thoughtful, and it made some sense if he thought about it carefully.
It is indeed too hasty to send a child to supervise the battle. This move not only shows distrust of the generals in Jinling, but also makes people laugh if word spreads about it.
"What's more... The Holy Emperor sent His Highness to Jinling to test His Highness in pacifying the place. How can we bother the Thirteenth Master with everything?"
Gao Shuyan's reminder contained fear of Zhu Jinghong.
The methods Zhu Jinghong has used these days have enabled local government offices to report the situation truthfully. The interlocking links between them are really shocking.
Although the method is a bit clumsy, the effect is very good, and there is no guarantee that he will not be valued by the emperor. After all, the current emperor is also a person who will use any means to achieve his goals.
After all, Zhu Jinghong... is also the legitimate son of the current emperor!
Thinking about this, Gao Shuyan became more and more worried about the prince, but he couldn't say these things directly.
"What Mr. Gao said is reasonable. It's just that I don't know much about the military formation. I'm afraid that the generals will shirk the responsibility and miss the plan to suppress the Japanese!"
The Japanese pirates were related to the local gentry, the gentry and the army, and their interests were so intertwined that Zhu Jingyuan did not trust these generals.
"If you don't understand, you can learn. Why don't Your Highness personally supervise the battle? This will help you apply what you have learned!"
Fearing that Zhu Jingyuan would be repelled, Gao Shuyan urged again: "Your Majesty is the emperor on horseback, and your martial arts skills are astonishing throughout the ages. Your Highness has already mastered writing. If you can become proficient in martial arts, Your Majesty will definitely be happy!"
What Zhu Jingyuan longed for most was to get his father's approval. There was no doubt that Gao Shuyan's words moved him.
I'm just supervising the battle, not commanding it myself. Zhu Jingyuan, you can definitely do it!
Secretly cheering himself up, Zhu Jingyuan nodded and said: "Just do what Mr. said!"
"So good!"
Seeing Zhu Jingyuan return to his familiar appearance, Gao Shuyan smiled happily. This was the benevolent and filial king in his heart.
"According to the plan submitted by the Chief Secretary and the Chief Secretary, it will take at least ten days for the food and troops to be in place. When will I leave for the front line?"
Gao Shuyan replied: "In a few days, His Highness will sort out the affairs of Yingtian and then rush to the front line."
"The thirteenth brother..."
"Swords and guns are blind on the front line. If the Thirteenth Master is injured, how will His Highness explain to the Holy Lord and the Empress? Let the Thirteenth Master stay in Yingtian!"
He always felt that there was something wrong with what he said, but Zhu Jingyuan nodded anyway, which made Gao Shuyan even more satisfied.
Next, the two discussed other matters, and finally Zhu Jinghong held a special banquet to entertain this loyal teacher.
During the banquet, Zhu Jinghong made many insinuations and asked when he would go to the front line to supervise the battle, but Gao Shuyan blocked him all the time.
This made Zhu Jinghong so depressed that after the banquet was over, he went to look for her, but unfortunately Gao Shuyan was always there.
"I really forget my old love now that I have a new one... Old Man Gao, you are so cruel!"
After sighing outside the palace, Zhu Jinghong was helpless. He could feel Gao Shuyan's guard against him.
Of course, he also knew very well that this was due to his excessive performance these days.
"But there's nothing I can do about it. If I want to sit in that position, I can't do it without showing off!"
"What's more, judging from the past sixty years, almost none of the legitimate sons of the royal family has a good end. Ever since Zhu Shenzhuo, it has become a game of chicken..."
"If the fourth child becomes the emperor, maybe he still has a way to survive. If it is the sixth child..."
If Zhu Jingyuan ascends the throne, Zhu Jinghong is really not sure what his outcome will be.
So he can only participate in this battle royale game and try his best to become the final winner, so that he can live a peaceful life.
"Master Thirteen..."
While Zhu Jinghong was thinking, he heard a call coming from outside. When he looked up, it was Lu Yuxin.
Seeing the sneaky look of the other party, Zhu Jinghong said angrily: "If you fart, let it go!"
After trotting to Zhu Jinghong's side, Lu Yuxin whispered: "Thirteenth Master, I have already got some of the muskets you asked for!"
When he heard that a firecracker had been obtained, Zhu Jinghong immediately became energetic and asked: "Where is it? Take me there quickly!"
"It's right at the school grounds, hey... Master Thirteen, please wait for me!"
Zhu Jinghong stood up and left, and Lu Yuxin had to follow him quickly. He had to watch a little to feel at ease.
But in fact, he was just standing aside and watching. It was pure wishful thinking to restrain Zhu Jinghong.
