When Zhu Xiongying received the 10,000 taels of banknotes from the Four Kings, Zhu Di, who had already returned on the other side, was in a panic.
After I went back, I started breaking things in my room.
Zhu Gaochi got the news and knew that his father might encounter some difficulties again.
Zhu Gaochi himself couldn't help but sigh, what a bad fate he had!
However, if you really encounter difficulties, they belong to the palace and cannot afford to offend.
Zhu Gaochi quickly called the people from his palace and ordered,
"From now on, no one is allowed to go out. Also, keep your mouth shut about the news here!"
"If the palace is in trouble, all of you will be buried with him!"
As he spoke, Zhu Gaochi moved his body and hurried over to Zhu Di's room.
As soon as he opened the door to his father's room, a lamp inside hit his feet.
"Who?" Zhu Di shouted suddenly.
"Father, it's me!" Zhu Gaochi said carefully.
"Come in!" Zhu Di slowly suppressed his anger and said.
"Yes!" With that said, Zhu Gaochi walked in carefully, looked at the messy room, and found his place to stay.
After standing firm, Zhu Gaochi clasped his fists and asked,
"Father, what happened when you entered the palace today?"
"Father wants to cut down the feudal vassal!" Zhu Di closed his eyes and said slowly.
"What?" The big fat man's honest voice was now shrill as he shouted.
"What are you shouting for?" Listening to Zhu Gaochi's voice, Zhu Di, who was already irritable, only added fuel to the fire.
"Dad, are you saying that Grandpa Huang wants to cut down the feudal vassal?" Zhu Gaochi continued to ask.
"Yes!" Zhu Di said through gritted teeth.
"How could this happen?" Zhu Gaochi said he didn't understand.
"Didn't Grandpa Huang still plan in the past that the vassal king would guard the borders and the imperial court would be in the center?"
"Hey!" Zhu Di thought and recounted his previous experiences in the palace.
"So that's it!" At this time, Zhu Pangpang himself was stunned. Even he was at a loss for what to do.
"Father, what are your plans?" Zhu Gaochi asked.
"Humph, my father also said that he will not cut off all the vassals at once. Moreover, my father is also fully capable, capable, and prestigious, and will cut them off one by one!"
"No matter who you are cutting, you have to be obedient!"
"Now I just hope that the first ones to be cut off won't be us, the Great Wall Kings!"
"If we wait until that little brat comes to power, even if we want to reduce the vassal status, then I will have to fight with him!" Zhu Di said through gritted teeth.
"Father, we can't place our hopes on this!" Zhu Gaochi said sadly.
Zhu Gaochi is prudent in his work, and he also likes to suppress everything with grandeur.
I don’t like to pin my hopes of success on vague hopes.
"I know that if you really want to undermine me, I will send troops directly outside the Great Wall!" Zhu Di said.
"So that's it. Well, even if we fight outside the Great Wall, we won't fail. The imperial court..." Zhu Gaochi said, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said,
"Father, this matter can even be used forever!"
"When the time comes, we can use this information to defraud the imperial court of supplies!"
"Huh?" Zhu Di's eyes lit up now. He looked at his fat son, patted his shoulder, making the fat on Zhu Pangpang's face tremble, and said,
"Wonderful, okay, Gao Chi, this is a good idea!"
"Thank you for the compliment, father!" Zhu Gaochi said respectfully without changing his expression.
"Okay, there's nothing else to do. You go down first. I still have some things to do!" Zhu Di suddenly waved his hand to Zhu Gaochi and said.
"Father, are you looking for someone?" Looking at his father's appearance, Zhu Gaochi guessed that Zhu Di was going to fight back.
"Well, you don't need to get too involved!" Zhu Di did not respond directly, but he did not deny what he said.
In short, Zhu Gaochi just knew that Zhu Di would not be in the house for the next time, and would not return until late at night when no one was around.
And Zhu Xiongying sent away his four uncles and continued to review the memorial until the sun gradually set, and Lao Zhu finally woke up from his sleep.
"water!"
Lao Zhu's roar not only woke up Lao Chen who was waiting on him, but also interrupted Zhu Xiongying who was handling government affairs.
Zhu Xiongying put down the memorial and walked towards Lao Zhu. At this time, Lao Zhu had already started drinking water.
"Grandpa, how's it going?"
"Huh? Da Sun hasn't gone back yet?" Lao Zhu asked in surprise.
"Your Majesty, His Majesty the Grand Sun has been handling government affairs!" Lao Chen explained.
"Yeah!" Lao Zhu nodded, sat up slowly, and shouted,
"I had a good sleep this time!"
"What time is it now?"
"It's three o'clock in the morning!" Lao Chen said respectfully.
"Well, no wonder it's getting dark. Dasun, please arrange for someone to notify the courtiers that they will arrive at Youshi tomorrow!" Lao Zhu ordered.
"good!"
"Dasun, you should also be well prepared. When the time comes, bring Yunxi, Yunwen and the others over here together!"
"Have a good time this year!" Lao Zhu said, his expression was indescribably complicated.
He himself didn't know whether he was happy or sad this year.
In the same year like this, he lost his most beloved and valued eldest son, which made him feel like his world was falling apart.
The four great tragedies in life are the loss of parents when young, the loss of a spouse in middle age, the loss of an only son in old age, and the loss of a young son without a good mentor.
Lao Zhu himself experienced the three great tragedies.
Although Zhu Biao is not the only son of his Zhu Yuanzhang, he is Zhu Chongba, the only son of his Lao Zhu.
The fact that Lao Zhu didn't collapse immediately was considered strong.
Everyone has seen their great achievements, but not their misery in life.
For example, Huang Di, the ancestor who unified the world, and Qin Shihuang, the ancestor dragon, all saw his success, but they thought that he was abandoned by his father before he was born.
At the age of two, he almost died. At the age of nine, he returned to Qin, but was suppressed by Lu Buwei and betrayed by his own brother!
As for Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, his road to the throne was also full of ups and downs. The Empress Dowager's own grandmother was not optimistic about him, suppressed him, and wanted to let her uncle ascend the throne.
After ascending the throne, he was suppressed, unable to control power, and restricted in everything.
However, they suffered, but they could not suffer as much as Lao Zhu.
However, although the pain was bitter, he found his great grandson, which slightly lit up Lao Zhu's already dark heart. Moreover, the fire burned stronger and brighter, gradually illuminating Lao Zhu's cold heart. Hard heart. Lao Zhu is much better now than in history.
This year is filled with sadness first and then happiness. Lao Zhu wants to have a good time and let everyone have fun together.
From now on, I'm afraid it will be a year or less.
"I understand, grandpa!" After saying that, Zhu Xiongying put his arm around Lao Zhu's shoulders and patted him twice, as a form of comfort between men.
"Haha!" Lao Zhu himself quickly retracted his somewhat sad emotions, laughed loudly, and said,
"Dasun, it's okay!"
"We are not so fragile. A grown man will swallow it in his stomach even if his teeth are broken!"
"Isn't that why we can't let others know?" Zhu Xiongying said with a smile.
"This is a man's insistence, but who am I?"
"I am your eldest grandson, the person closest to you!"
Lao Zhu turned around and saw Zhu Xiongying's smiling face. He also smiled and said,
"Okay, then grandpa, now he also needs the protection of his eldest grandson!"
"Grandpa is getting old too. Come on, let's go get something to eat. Please carry me on your back!"
"Haha, okay!" Zhu Xiongying smiled, turned around and squatted in front of Lao Zhu.
Lao Zhu lay on his eldest grandson's generous back with a smile on his face, feeling particularly reassured and comfortable.
Lao Zhu's eyes were almost blinded by laughter.
Zhu Xiongying carried Lao Zhu on his back and had a peaceful meal with Lao Zhu. After Lao Zhu's forced request, he returned to his East Palace.
He gave instructions about what Lao Zhu had told him before, and asked people to announce it tomorrow, and then went to see his treasure as usual.
After finishing everything, Zhu Xiongying finally had a chance to rest.
It seems that in the future, the time for going to court, dealing with things, and sleeping time need to be changed.
Otherwise, I am afraid that few emperors will live long. Thinking about the emperors of the Ming Dynasty rumored in later generations, Zhu Xiongying himself couldn't help but shake his head...
