It takes a certain amount of time to promulgate the system provisions within the cabinet.
Zhu Gaochi was not in a hurry, after all, the important characters had not returned yet.
The king of Huai, Zhu Yunwen, had previously left the vassal state, and now he is still on the road. It will take about three days to send people to recover him.
He asked Zhu Yunwen to be the head of the pavilion. His intention was indeed good, and it was not what Zhu Yuanzhang thought.
But subconsciously, he did regard Zhu Yunwen as some kind of threat, so after learning that the head of the pavilion was hated, he immediately thought of this good cousin.
There is a saying that most of the emperors of the Ming Dynasty had some kind of special talent.
If you are not an emperor, you will definitely be able to shine in that line of work.
However, these weirdos became emperors and were in charge of the entire country, so that their talents were not used and the emperor did not do well.
For example, Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen was kind-hearted, meticulous, and conscientious in his work. However, he was indecisive, unclear about people, careless about employing people, and had an idealistic demeanor. As an emperor, his ability was really overestimated.
Such people are very suitable to implement existing policies, that is, they do not participate in decision-making and only do practical things in order to achieve something.
Young Zhu Gaochi may not know what it means to know and employ people, but his innate sense of smell has given him an ability to employ people that is beyond ordinary people.
This can be called political sensitivity. The old Zhu family has this ability and is not bad at playing it. Apart from Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di, there is Zhu Gaochi, and there will be Zhu Houcong in the future.
As for Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen, he was probably on par with Emperor Chongzhen in terms of talent, and his personality was very similar, even if I wasn't good enough, he still liked to give random orders.
Zhu Gaochi paced to the Wenhua Hall. He went through all the things on the way, and he felt more and more that only Huai Wang Zhu Yunwen was qualified for the position of head of the pavilion.
After entering the Wenhua Hall, Zhu Gaochi met Liu Sanwu's somewhat unkind eyes, and his heart thumped.
The teacher seemed to have a natural suppression of the students, especially since the student was late for half a day. He was even more heartbroken and his little eyes were wandering. He walked over carefully and said: "Master Liu, the student is late today. It was not his intention, it was Grandpa Huang who kept the student."
Zhu Gaochi took advantage of the situation and took out Zhu Yuanzhang, suppressing the dissatisfaction in Liu Sanwu's heart, and then immediately promised: "Master Liu, please rest assured that students will definitely enter class on time and will not delay. This..."
Before he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Zhu Gaochi took a closer look and saw that it was a black ruler half a palm wide.
He was shocked. He had long heard that Liu Sanwu was upright and upright. Could it be that he was really going to get a beating today?
Before Zhu Gaochi could speak, he saw Liu Sanwu raise the black ruler and quickly drop it. He instinctively wanted to retreat, but stopped and only blinked.
But the black ruler did not fall on him, but hit the pillar on the side with a snap. The crackling sound rang in Zhu Gaochi's ears. He was a little confused, but then he understood.
"Master Liu's teachings, students dare not forget them."
After bowing respectfully, Zhu Gaochi walked into the side hall seriously. When he scanned the room, he found that Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui were holding pens and copying books with frowns on their faces.
"Hey, boss, why are you here too?"
When Zhu Gaoxu heard the movement, he glanced over and saw that it was Zhu Gaochi. He was curious and asked.
He has been copying books and practicing calligraphy these days. Not to mention riding horses and archery, it is impossible for him to run out and play. He has broken several pens.
As for the results...
Haha, it’s true that I get whipped with a broom every day.
Now that he saw the boss coming, he was first surprised, then happy, and then a little depressed. It can be said that his mood opened up the dye shop in an instant.
"I'm late, so I'll be punished by having a copy of the book."
Zhu Gaochi walked over and took a look with a smile, then his expression changed, he looked at the third child again, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Tsk, where are you two chickens pecking at the rice?
I haven't reported to my mother for a few days. When I go back today, I must let my mother see the calligraphy of these two good brothers.
Zhu Gaochi thought about it in his mind, smiled, found a seat to sit down, and started copying the book carefully.
Outside the side hall, Liu Sanwu looked through the window and nodded immediately.
A sage once said that teaching students in accordance with their aptitude requires different education methods for different people.
In the eyes of Liu Sanwu, Zhu Gaochi, the grandson of the emperor, was naturally of the highest quality, and could become enlightened without resorting to crude means. He only needed some enlightenment.
As for the other two...
Liu Sanwu wished he could roll his eyes. These two should polish off their wild nature first, and then talk about the teachings of saints.
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"Old monk, does your method really work?"
Zhu Di has always trusted Monk Dao Yan, but sometimes he feels that this old monk is too courageous.
He actually wants to take over this bandit team!
Zhu Di has always been proficient in leading troops in battle, but the problem before him is that they are not ordinary people.
In case the identity is exposed...
Although this chance is infinitesimally small, in ancient times before the Internet, even an emperor might not be recognized by anyone without wearing a dragon robe.
Just like now, if you don't go online and don't pay attention to local information, you may not know the county magistrate when you go out.
Information blockage has existed since ancient times, and it still exists even now. People can only receive the data they are interested in, and the rest is basically hidden in the dark.
What Zhu Di is worried about is not that the identity of the prince is exposed, but that he and Daoyan are not nobles of Hu Yuan.
Deception and betrayal were the same thing, and he didn't know how the old monk could become so bold.
In this regard, Dao Yan gave his own explanation, saying: "Your Highness, please be patient and listen to my analysis."
"Your Highness, do you think there are still Hu Yuan nobles in the country today?"
Zhu Di frowned, thought carefully, shook his head, and said: "It's almost impossible to be wild. There are still some records recorded by the imperial court."
"Okay, His Highness is in a high position, so he can know this information. Do you think these thieves know about it?"
"Of course it's impossible to know."
Dao Yan nodded with a smile and said: "Your Highness, what do you think is the main basis for judging the identity of noble Hu Yuan?"
"this……"
Zhu Di narrowed his eyes slightly. In the past, to judge whether he was a nobleman from Hu Yuan, he only needed to look at the makeup and clothing.
In an era when social classes are severely consolidated, people from different classes are very particular about what they wear and use. If one crosses this line, it is trespassing and is a crime punishable by beheading.
Therefore, it was difficult for people to pretend to be officials or princes in ancient times. Even if they did happen, they would be discovered quickly.
The nobles of Hu Yuan are easy to distinguish because their costumes are very different from those of the Han people. However, now that Hu Yuan has been driven back to the grassland, even if there are remnants of Hu Yuan, it is impossible for them to wear the clothes of their homeland foolishly.
It is indeed not easy to distinguish.
Zhu Di looked at Dao Yan's bald forehead and said with a smile: "Old monk, you are very flattering. If you speak Mongolian, even the real noble Hu Yuan will probably think you are a brother."
Language is an important way to increase cultural identity. As the saying goes, when a fellow villager meets a fellow villager, tears well up in his eyes.
The same language means that the ancestors are related to each other, so a sense of closeness will come.
"Your Highness, this alone is enough for me to play with them."
Monk Dao Yan smiled slightly, which was the reason why he dared to take action.
However, to be on the safe side, Dao Yan gave Zhu Di another reassurance and said: "You can enter Hu County tomorrow morning. Your Highness should have the list of Jin Yiwei in the world."
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