"Didn't you say before that you wanted to praise his majesty and proclaim his good name?" Liu Ji reminded.
Song Lian narrowed his eyes and said, "I understand. King Wu has made great contributions right now, but it is impossible to defeat him by just relying on ordinary methods. He must be killed!"
Liu Ji stroked his beard with a satisfied smile on his face, "So, do you still feel bored?"
"No." Song Lian's heart knot was gone at this time, and he cupped his hands and said: "Brother Chengyi, just watch and see how I make him famous."
...
The next day, Mid-Autumn Festival.
Zhu Jun brought Xu Miaojin and the three girls into the palace. It was not that he was reluctant to bring Shen Donger and others into the palace, but it was inappropriate.
Although in Zhu Jun's eyes, there is no distinction between wives and concubines, the reality is such.
There is a strong festive atmosphere in the palace, with lanterns and colorful decorations. In Kunning Palace, everything that is supposed to arrive has arrived.
Zhu Yu did not come, but rested in the East Palace.
The others are Zhu Zhen and others.
As soon as they saw Zhu Jun, everyone rushed over to him. Among them, Zhu Yingxiong was the most enthusiastic and climbed up Zhu Jun's body like a monkey.
Perhaps because Zhu Yu didn't come, Zhu Yuanzhang was not in high spirits.
At this time in previous years, he would compose poems and calligraphy, and then play some interesting games with the children.
This year it seems deserted.
It was just Empress Ma who was busy making dumplings and moon cakes, and she was talking about going to Xuanwu Lake to put out lanterns to pray for blessings after dark.
"Brother Six, in a few days it will be my birthday, can you come?" Zhu Zhen asked.
"That's necessary." Zhu Jun nodded with a smile, and then asked in a low voice: "Are those people still bothering you?"
"No, but...my uncle wrote to me, hoping that I could do something noble!"
Is it done?
Zhu Jun said: "Although the Yan family has some blood relationship with you, they have never regarded you as one of their own.
If you show your noble hand today, not only will they not be grateful to you, but they will hate you.
In time, if they find an opportunity, they might take revenge on you and the great cause. Is this what you want to see? "
"But Sixth Brother, my mother and concubine have been relegated to the cold palace, I..." Zhu Zhen wanted to say, my mother is suffering now, but I, the son, have good food and clothing, but seeing Zhu Jun's With disappointed eyes, he swallowed the words that came to his lips.
"Filial piety is good, it has been Long Yan's virtue since ancient times. Indeed, she gave birth to you but never raised you. Can you get any benefits from her?
Of course, if you want to rescue your mother from the cold palace, I won't blame you.
No one can say anything wrong with you.
But the Yan family can't let it go easily, do you understand? Zhu Jun reminded: "Don't cause trouble to yourself because of your soft heart!" "
"I understand, Sixth Brother!" Zhu Zhen nodded and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He wanted to save his mother, whether it was for his own conscience or reputation.
As for Jian Gong, he will die when he dies. They have never regarded him as a nephew, so why should he regard them as an uncle?
As for her mother hating herself, then so be it.
Although in her eyes, she is a dispensable waste, she must fulfill her filial piety as a human being.
"What are you two muttering about?" Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Lao Liu, come here!"
Seeing Lao Zhu calling him, Zhu Jun patted Zhu Zhen's shoulder and walked over immediately, "Father, what are your orders?"
"Your sister said she wanted you to write a poem!"
Zhu Jun frowned slightly, feeling a little reluctant when he saw Zhu Suxin.
Although his sister is a biological sister, the relationship between the two is not good.
Including his biological sister, Zhu Suying, who is relatively cold to him.
Not as good as Zhu Jingyan.
"I can't write it!" Zhu Jun shook his head and refused directly.
Before Zhu Yuanzhang could speak, Zhu Suxin said: "You haven't written so many poems, why can't you write them?"
"Who said that I can write poems right now? Do you think poems are easy to write? If so, why don't you do it yourself and let me do it?" Zhu Jun had a bad sense of this sister and his attitude when speaking. Naturally, it's not much better.
Even ordinary people have discord between brothers and sisters, let alone the royal family?
He never forces himself, nor does he think his personality is so charming that he can be liked by everyone.
"You are stingy!" Zhu Suxin was furious.
Zhu Jun spread his hands, "This is not something to be stingy about, it's just that I really can't write it!"
Zhu Suxin snorted, "I know that most of the poems you wrote were bought by you from others, or they were written by people in your house."
When Zhu Jun heard this, he was not angry. Instead, he followed her words and said, "Yes, you are right. I bought these from others!"
After saying that, he didn't bother to bother with her and said directly to Zhu Yuanzhang: "Father, I'm going to help mother make dumplings!"
Seeing Zhu Jun leave directly, Zhu Yuanzhang was quite helpless.
"Father, look at him!" Zhu Suxin stamped her feet angrily!
"Su Xin, it's not good for you to be like this!" Zhu Suying frowned.
"What's wrong? He's just stingy!" The more Zhu Suxin thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became. She hurried to Queen Ma, took her hand and said: "Mother, look at Sixth Brother, I just asked him to be a poem assistant." To add to the fun, he wouldn’t allow it either.
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, a day for family reunion.
He is the most talented person in our family.
Now people outside are praising him as the greatest talent in the world.
My dear sister asked him to write a poem, but she was stingy! "
Zhu Jun was a little helpless. Why was this little girl so stubborn? "Don't talk nonsense. When did I become the most talented person in the world?"
"Why not? That's what people outside say. The Four Elites of Wuzhong and the Ten Friends of Beiguo all promote your reputation, saying that you are the first person in great undertakings and the most talented person in the world today.
Poetry, song, calligraphy and painting, everything comes first! Zhu Suxin secretly sarcastically said: "But looking at it now, it's nothing more than that, it's all a false name!" "
"Su Xin!" Queen Ma's expression became serious. She knew that Zhu Suxin had pestered Zhu Yuanzhang to ask Zhu Jun to write a poem just now. She just thought that it was a good day and didn't say anything.
But Zhu Jun didn't want to do it, and Zhu Suxin didn't give in.
Although she really hopes that the family will love each other, she also knows that this child has looked down on the crazy Zhu Jun since he was a child.
Although Concubine Mu and others did not speak, their eyes were all focused on Zhu Jun. Their expectant eyes clearly expressed the hope that Zhu Jun could compose poetry.
These days, Zhu Jun's reputation is getting louder and louder as time goes by.
Some people even say that Zhu Jun is the first person in the literary world of Daye.
Who wouldn’t want to ask the first person to write a poem in front of him?
A masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages is something that can only be found but not sought out. If they can get the benefit of it, they might also be able to follow the celebrities through the ages.
Seeing that her mother was angry, Zhu Suxin not only did not restrain herself, but instead said, "Did I say something wrong?"
