Zhu Biao nodded. If the miserable boy who was so suppressed seemed to have the fate of the protagonist, it would be good to support him in destroying the Kong family in the future. After all, the mole was the key to success.
Thinking about it, his father had the same idea, but Zhu Biao cared more about the knowledge in that person's head.
If you are proficient in physics and chemistry, it will be a blessing from God. The father and son had their own plans in mind and looked at each other with smiles. But just after they went out, Mao Xiang ran back with a pale face. After the announcement, he said: "Go back to the Holy Spirit, that boy from the Confucius Mansion was killed last night. Died violently."
Zhu Yuanzhang frowned, but he didn't say anything, it was just a casual move, and the Kong family was really straightforward in doing things, and it was worthy of being a thousand-year-old family. If his grace reaches that young man, anyone who asks him to die will be a reason for him to get angry. Moreover, the will has not yet come out of the palace, so naturally he has no control over that person.
But it has to be used even if it is dead. Zhu Yuanzhang ordered: "Name the Shandong magistrate and check it out personally. A good person died so suddenly."
Mao Xiang immediately accepted the order, but that was the end of the matter. At worst, the Kong family would throw out a few collateral members and a few servants. After all, it was their own business. The Confucian family rules were strict, and the Shandong prefect could not find anything.
Zhu Biao was in a daze. His blind box was gone, and he hoped it was a hidden model.
Mao Xiang handed the jade pendant back to Zhu Biao and then stepped back. Zhu Yuanzhang didn't care and was about to continue working. However, when he saw his son's stupidity, he thought he was feeling sorry for the man's talent.
Zhu Yuanzhang lowered his head while working and said: "Just being able to write poetry does not necessarily mean you can manage government affairs. You should focus on this year's imperial examination candidates. These are the talents you need.
Zhu Biao felt a little clogged in his heart. He had received more shocks on this day than in the previous ten years. Now he felt a depression in his chest. He bowed to Zhu Yuanzhang and left the imperial study, looking at the dragon pattern in his hand. I just want to break the jade pendant.
But in full view of everyone, this was still the emperor's study room. Zhu Biao remained calm on the surface, but the anger in his heart was indeed getting higher and higher.
Zhu Biao walked faster and faster, and bumped into a young eunuch at a corner. They both fell to the ground. Liu Jin rolled and crawled next to Zhu Biao: "Master! Master, are you okay? Pass on. Great doctor!
Liu Jin shouted to the palace maids who were catching up behind him, then supported Zhu Biao and said: "Your Highness, I will die for you, I will die for you, but you didn't even see the bitch in front of you!"
Seeing that Zhu Biao remained silent, Liu Jin burst into tears and runny nose. Zhu Biao was actually stunned by the impact. After coming back to his senses, he listened to the chaotic sounds around him and Liu Jin's eager words on the side. The head in front of him All the little eunuchs cried out blood to plead guilty.
Zhu Biao laughed instead, shaking his head while laughing. Was he happy? No, he was just laughing out of anger. The anger in his heart became even stronger.
Suddenly, he had the idea of executing everyone who saw him fall, and this idea became more and more serious. The guards around him had come over and held down the little eunuch.
After Zhu Biao stood up with a smile, he looked at the fourteen or fifteen-year-old eunuch. The blood on his forehead was dripping on the ground along with tears and snot. His eyes were bleeding but he did not blink.
Everyone was waiting for Zhu Biao's order. Zhu Biao looked at the little eunuch's face. Many people died in front of him, including Wang Baobao, the prince of the Yuan Dynasty, the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, and many soldiers from both sides.
Zhu Biao walked up and wiped the eunuch's face with his sleeve. His sleeve was covered with turbid liquid. He looked at the eunuch's dumbfounded expression and said, "Save your life first. Recuperate your injuries and take care of them in the East Palace."
The guards let go of the little eunuch, and saw him sliding down as if he had no bones. He wanted to thank the prince, but no words came out. His breathing seemed to be stuck, and his tears and nose seemed to be It just sprays out.
Liu Jin kicked the young eunuch hard in the abdomen, but not only did he not feel any pain, he seemed to be relieved. He choked and said: "Slave... slave... thank you, thank you... Your Highness, please forgive me..."
Zhu Biao didn't say anything and went back to the East Palace. He sat in the Wenhua Hall. Liu Jin and others were outside. He put his feet again on the place where Nuan Yu had just rubbed them. His anger was gone. He himself didn't know how he was feeling now. What kind of.
Zhu Biao flipped through the books he had read since he was a child, and there were paragraphs of small words and great meanings. None of them taught Zhu Biao that he should act recklessly and abuse his power to vent his desires.
Zhu Biaofang just thought of these, paragraphs of articles that he had never cared about. Zhu Biao had not liked reading these books since he was a child, but he forced himself to read them.
Zhu Biao spent two hours reading these memorable sentences over and over again. Gradually, he felt tired, wanted to sleep, and was too lazy to think about anything.
He walked all the way back to his bed, ignored anyone, and fell asleep directly.
The next day, Zhu Biao felt hungry after he got up. Liu Jin came up with dark circles under his eyes. Seeing that Zhu Biao said he was hungry, he hurriedly went to pass the meal to him. Yun Jin also came back to serve him, and Zhu Biao finished eating happily. Breakfast.
After letting Yun Jin go back to do errands, he returned to the study. After sleeping and eating, he stretched out comfortably, Si~
Zhu Biao felt some pain in his waist at this time, but it was okay. Zhu Biao sat on the chair and began to reflect. Everything was too sudden yesterday, which made Zhu Biao, who was used to smooth sailing, a little bit out of control. For the first time, I felt that not everything was under my control.
Zhu Biao wrote a lime chant on the paper. After this person died, it can only be said that his life was not good. No matter how he traveled to an ordinary family, there was always a chance to get ahead. However, he traveled to the Kong family where the rules were strict and the interior was rotten. He belongs to a wealthy family, but he happens to be a bastard.
People cannot be resurrected. The first thing Zhu Biao thinks about is whether there will be anyone else?
The world is so big. If this person hadn't made a lime chant in the Kong family, Zhu Biao would never have thought that there would be fellow villagers.
If there is, it is not all a bad thing. After all, it is the early years of the dynasty and the world has been settled. Anyone can only climb up in the Ming Dynasty.
However, Zhu Biao thought that the chance of coming was low, otherwise everything would have been messed up long ago.
The second thing is whether that person left anything behind. If he wrote something useful, Zhu Biao can count that he did not come in vain, but the things are in the Kong family, and even if they send people there now, they may not be able to find them. Generally, dead people All the belongings will be burned. The Kong family has no shortage of anything, so they will definitely not leave anything belonging to the dead.
Zhu Biao shook his head with a smile. You spent your life just to scare me. Don't worry, there will always be a chance to avenge you. Of course, I won’t let the Kong family go without you.
What Zhu Biao learned from yesterday is that you should not place your hopes on others. I am the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, and I am the only one qualified to decide where the Ming Dynasty will go.
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