Shocking!
So fucking shocking!
Zhu Di's head was buzzing now, and he kept thinking about what Zhu Gaojie said.
Join forces with allies to fight against a common enemy.
What is needed for world unity is by no means simple personal heroism. One can subdue all the aristocratic families in the world, and then hand over the land and interests of the aristocratic families to the common people, so that the common people can gain something for nothing.
This is an impossible task. The result of Zhu Di's personal test is: if you blindly pursue the world's unity, you will be beaten to shit by the nobles of the aristocratic family.
Just because Ning Wang Zhu Quan and Liao Wang Zhu Zhi join forces, Zhu Di can't defeat him, let alone the enemy of the world?
What the real world needs is a person who awakens the people!
Let the people of the world wake up!
Tell the people that they can live without the monarch, and they can live without the dignitaries, and live better. The monarchs and dignitaries are just blood-sucking insects crawling on their backs, and are of no use to them. If you want to If you and your children and grandchildren are destined to be bullied forever, then stand up and fight against the powerful with your fists!
The look in Zhu Di's eyes when he looked at Zhu Gaojie was no longer kind or gratifying, but incredulous: "Xiao Si, are you really eight years old?"
Zhu Gaojie said thoughtfully: "Father, you have already asked me once."
I am eight years old. You, the father, don’t know?
Zhu Di held his forehead: "The main thing is that your speech is too shocking. I really doubt whether you are the reincarnation of an evildoer. Besides, you are so young and yet so smart. Don't you understand what it means to be clumsy..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Gaojie tilted his head and said, "Why should I hide my clumsiness in front of my father?"
This sentence stopped Zhu Di, and his heart felt like a needle pricking for a moment.
At this time, Zhu Gaojie trusted him so much, had nothing to hide in front of him, and was so open-minded.
As long as he asked, Zhu Gaojie would give an unabashed answer.
In the real world, there was already a thick wall between him and Zhu Xiaosi. Even though he spent several years getting close to the other party, every time he took a step closer, the other party would take a step back and always keep in touch with him. He kept his distance.
This difference stems from Zhu Di himself.
Three feet of ice is not frozen in a day. After a ten-year gap between father and son, it is no longer possible for Zhu Gaojie to be intimate with Zhu Di in the real world.
And now Zhu Gaojie is only eight years old.
Zhu Di suddenly felt that he was guilty of pushing away such an obedient, lovely, wise and calm child.
I really deserve to die!
The young Prince Zhu Gaojie of Huai'an County saw his father deep in thought and asked, "What is father thinking about?"
Zhu Di smiled with relief, touched his son's soft hair, and said lovingly: "It's okay, I was thinking about how high-spirited you should be if one day, my father gets old and needs you to take over."
Although he has imitated King Qi Wu's old man Qianli, imitated Emperor Hengjing's arbitrariness for eternity, and imitated Emperor Zuwu's century-old plan. But these are just words. He really wants to see what Zhu Gaojie will look like in the future.
When King Qi Wu was more than 70 years old, he wore armor and rode horses to fight thousands of miles. Although he had made great achievements, the empire he defended was declining, which is regrettable.
When Emperor Hengjing was in his prime, he devoured all the kingdoms and conquered every inch of land that the Ming Dynasty's banner could cover, standing on the top of a mountain alone, how high-spirited was he?
Emperor Shi Zuwu, decades after his death, the layout he left for the Ming Dynasty still maintains the operation of the entire empire. It is horrifying that a man who has been dead for decades is still affecting the world.
Zhu Gaojie smiled lightly and said: "The eldest brother is the eldest son. If we talk about father's successor, he should be the eldest brother. The eldest brother is virtuous, the second brother is good at fighting, and the third brother is resourceful. I have little talent and little knowledge. I am my father's most incompetent son. I just want to find something." In a pure land, I will spend the rest of my life with a useless son and no ambition. I hope my father will not blame me."
The corners of Zhu Di's mouth twitched slightly, but he stopped talking.
Damn it, stop pretending to be a cup!
Your father and I have been here for more than ten years, and I have simulated almost twenty future emperors. Do you really think that your father and I are so easy to fool?
Count on the boss Zhu Gaochi?
Calculating the ball, it's fine that the boss himself is a short-lived ghost, and his son is also a short-lived ghost. There are not many people in this family who live long, and none of the children and grandchildren he has produced can make people worry.
Counting on the second child Zhu Gaoxu?
Counting balls, the left brain of the second child is not fully developed, and the right brain is completely underdeveloped. If you pass the throne to him as emperor, he will be played to death by his son!
Count on the third child Zhu Gaosui?
Don't talk nonsense, the third child has never done anything!
In Zhu Di's eyes, he has already labeled these four sons.
Zhu Gaochi in Zhu Di's eyes: an unreliable fat man.
Zhu Gaoxu in Zhu Di's eyes: a stupid reckless man.
Zhu Gaosui in Zhu Di's eyes: What a stinky fish and rotten shrimp.
Zhu Gaojie in Zhu Di's eyes: the body and heaven initiate the fortune, the divine power, the holy power, the martial arts, Zhang Suwen, the pure constitution, the filial piety, Zhaotian, the restoration of the way, the benevolence, the Zhongxing Xuanwen, the divine wisdom, the filial piety, the virtue and the Zhaowu emperor.
…
In the thirty-first year of Hongwu, Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang passed away.
Jianwen was still familiar with cutting off vassals as soon as he ascended the throne, and Zhu Di still chose to follow the original template to capture the nine gates of Beiping, and in the shortest possible time, he sent troops to bring the entire Beiping Mansion into his own sphere of influence.
However, this time after capturing the Nine Gates of Peking, he did not declare a declaration of universal unity, or attack cities and expand his sphere of influence.
He summoned the people in Peiping City to give a speech.
Everyone in the city feels that Prince Yan has nothing to do. If you want to rebel, just rebel. Why do you call us ordinary people?
Could it be that... we want to catch a young man again?
Damn King Yan!
…
Zhu Di built a temporary high platform in the west of Beiping City. Tens of thousands of people had gathered under the platform, and the guards of Prince Yan's Mansion were maintaining public order.
Tens of thousands of people gathered on the same piece of land, and it was so noisy that Zhu Di realized that he had made an extremely stupid mistake.
——Damn, there are so many people, how many people can hear me no matter how loud I speak?
In his hand, he held the speech that Zhu Gaojie had prepared for him. He originally wrote a 3,000-word statement by himself, but after reading Xiaosi's speech, he decisively threw away the statement he wrote.
With Zhu Di's knowledge reserve, he could write a full three thousand words of appeal. When Lao Zhu knew this, he was afraid that he would crawl out of the soil and lament that the smoke was coming out of the Zhu family's ancestral tomb. The writing is naturally unsightly, let alone comparable to Zhu Gaojie's writing style.
But it’s useless no matter how good the manuscript is. There are tens of thousands of people here, and it is estimated that only the few hundred people in the front can hear it.
Just when Zhu Di was filled with despair, a young child next to him came over and said, "Dad, here is this for you."
Zhu Di looked over in confusion and found that it was Zhu Gaojie holding an iron object and handing it to him: "What is this?"
"My homemade speaker is of average effect, but father, you have a loud voice, so it should be enough."
"What's the use of this thing?"
"You can amplify your voice, and the tens of thousands of people present should be able to hear your voice."
If it was delivered by Zhu Gaoxu, Zhu Di would definitely not believe it and would kick it away.
But this was delivered by Zhu Xiaosi. Zhu Di was overjoyed. This object was really delivered to his heart.
Zhu Di shouted into the trumpet: "Quiet!"
With the help of the loudspeaker, the sound spread out and was as deafening as thunder. Tens of thousands of people below the high platform fell silent when they heard the sound, and all looked at Zhu Di on the high platform.
They seemed to be curious about what Prince Yan was holding that could actually shout such a loud voice.
Zhu Di was watched by tens of thousands of people, and his palms were already sweating while holding the manuscript. If he were being watched by tens of thousands of sergeants, he would definitely not be nervous at all and would even enjoy it.
But when he thought about shouting the slogan of world unity under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, his heart beat rapidly.
He turned his head and looked to the side. The young Prince of Huai'an County, Zhu Gaojie, clenched his fists at him, as if to say: Dad Chongya, you can do it!
Zhu Di's heart felt much lighter. He coughed lightly, raised the trumpet, and shouted loudly to the speech written by Zhu Gaojie in his hand: "Hello, officers and soldiers of Prince Yan's Mansion, and common people of Beiping City! I am Zhu. Fourth child, Zhu Di!"
The people in the audience almost stopped and burst into laughter.
Even Zhu Di himself almost couldn't hold back, but fortunately he managed to hold back his smile in the end.
This beginning is so spiritual.
A few hundred years later, this beginning may not be surprising, but this is the Ming Dynasty.
The vassal king's self-proclaimed title should be "I am the King of Yan, the son of Emperor Gao, the great ancestor of the Ming Dynasty...". There is no use starting with "I am Zhu Laosi Zhu Di" without a prefix.
So down to earth.
However, such a down-to-earth beginning also made the people below the stage feel that Prince Yan was much closer to him.
Zhu Di suddenly changed his amiable demeanor and said in a serious voice: "Today, we stand here! Standing on the land of the Han! Standing in Beiping City, the land watered by our ancestors with blood and dignity! "
"Hundreds of years ago, we Han people lost our dignity. The Yuan people trampled on our land with horse hooves and trampled on the dignity of our Han people. They built a city named 'Dadu' on this land. This city was named Dadu. The city has enslaved us Han people for hundreds of years. This is a shame for all Han people! A great shame and humiliation!"
"Thirty years ago, Emperor Taizu Gao and General Xu Da, Duke of Wei, led their troops and fought from south to north, overthrowing this city called Dadu. It was them who restored the glory of the Han people, Let us regain our dignity and wash away the shame left on us by the Yuan people!"
"Thirty years ago, when the Ming Dynasty was founded, the Han people straightened their backs!"
"But now thirty years have passed, and I can't see in you the Han people who held their heads high when the Ming Dynasty was founded. Tell me, why do you all keep your heads down!"
"Tell me why you don't dare to look up at me!"
"look up!"
"Look directly at me!"
The lingering sound echoed under the high platform, and all the people looked up at Zhu Di.
They are confused, even at a loss.
They didn't know why Prince Yan's speech was so weird, but inexplicably, everyone was on fire and wanted to tear Zhu Di into pieces on the high platform.
The guards of Prince Yan's Mansion were extremely protective of the high platform. They were really afraid that Prince Yan would make some weird remarks again, forcing the people to rush forward and attack him. They only hoped that Prince Yan would beep less and hurry up. Done.
When everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhu Di's face, he slowly said: "Because you are poor, because you are common people, you should be bullied. Whether it is Yuan people or Han people, as long as there are As long as the emperor is here, as long as the emperor's relatives are here, and as long as the noble families are here, you will always be just the humblest common people, a being who is being bullied."
"Slavishness! Your bones are full of slavishness, the slavishness to bow to the powerful!"
"What stands before me is a nation, a nation full of servility and shame, a nation that has lost its dignity!"
"For thousands of years, you have adapted to being enslaved like cattle and sheep, being ridden on your neck to dominate you. The powerful have trampled on your dignity at will. You are a slave nation that is manipulated at will!"
As soon as this statement came out, the people under the high platform went crazy.
They tried their best to break up the Yan Palace's guards on the high platform and kill Zhu Di on the high platform!
How dare he insult us like this!
In the crowd, there were many people shouting: "King Yan, I will fuck your mother!"
"Prince Yan, your uncle's son!"
"Get off here!"
"..."
The passion of the people was ignited at this moment.
Zhu Gaojie, who was standing behind Zhu Di, just raised his lips and smiled.
very good.
The emotions of the masses have been aroused.
Sure enough, this kind of manuscript may not cause any fluctuations in the era of big data in later generations, but in this era, it can cause a tsunami that sweeps the world!
A certain failed art student caused an unprecedented catastrophe just by virtue of his speech.
Zhu Di seemed calm and calm, but in fact he was quite panicked. But when he thought that this was a manuscript written by Zhu Gaojie, he suddenly relaxed a lot.
He shouted loudly, silencing the people below the high platform.
Immediately, Zhu Di raised his arms and shouted: "Now, I am not King Zhu Di of Yan. I am just a person, a common person like you."
"You dare not raise your head and look at me directly because I have the aura of His Royal Highness, King Yan. But I can tell you that I am not the sun and I will not emit dazzling sunlight."
"The aura around me is given by you!"
"This world is not the world of the powerful, nor the emperor, but the world of the common people!"
"We ordinary people want to be the masters of our own country. We can live a good life without an emperor. We just want to be the emperor ourselves and let the farmers who work the land become the most noble people in the world!"
"Tell me, are you willing to knock all the powerful people in the world to the ground and make them eat manure in the cow pen?"
"Tell me, do you choose to be a fighter like Taizu Emperor Gao who swept the world with his three-foot sword, or to be a slave?"
"You may want to ask me: Your Highness, Prince Yan, I need a big white steamed bun, and I need one-third of an acre of land. Yes, you have said a lot. It is really important to survive. In the face of survival, dignity and other things are just a matter of importance. Shit?"
"But I want to tell you, your own dignity may not be important, but what about your children and grandchildren?"
"Do you want your children and grandchildren to be enslaved by the powerful for generations to come?"
"As long as the emperor is still there, the dignitaries are still there, and the hereditary titles are still there. Your children and grandchildren will never get dignity. They will only laugh contemptuously when they mention the people. You will be slaves for generations!"
"Now, let me ask you again, do you want to live on your knees, or do you want to stand up for the dignity of your children and grandchildren?"
"Tell me, are you willing to stand up!"
(End of chapter)
