After letting the emotional Song Lian return home first. Zhu Yuanzhang sat back at the imperial desk and waited for Zhu Su's arrival.
"Your Majesty, the fifth prince has arrived."
"Xuan!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Su, dressed in crimson robes, walked in from outside the hall.
"My son, Zhu Su, comes to see my father."
Zhu Su lifted his front skirt and knelt down to greet him.
Zhu Yuanzhang didn't answer, nor did he tell him to stand up. He just looked straight at his son.
Zhu Su is not tall. After all, he is only eleven or twelve years old and his figure has not yet matured. But a face that has the potential to charm thousands of girls is called a jade tree in the wind.
He is neither humble nor arrogant, and has an outstanding temperament. With a calmness that doesn't bother you.
Lao Zhu was even less angry.
I can't tell at all that he is an ignorant idiot...
There are gold and jade outside, but inside there is decay. The family is unfortunate... Lao Zhu lamented in his heart.
Seeing his son still kneeling, he finally couldn't bear it.
"Get up."
"Er Hu, you all go down. We want to talk to Lao Wu alone."
Having a son who is ignorant and unskilled is ultimately a disgrace to the family, so let outsiders avoid it first...
Erhu said yes, waved his hand and led the attendants out, and closed the palace door thoughtfully.
Only Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Su's father and son were left in the East Pavilion.
"Lao Wu."
Zhu Yuanzhang stood up with his hands behind his back and walked to Zhu Su.
"Why...why do you want to explain the Analects of Confucius like that?"
"If you don't know how, just be patient and learn. Isn't it nonsense to write something like this?"
"Let others see my Zhu family's jokes!"
"You are weak, so we won't beat you. Go back and copy Zhu Xi's annotations ten times."
"Go to the main hall early tomorrow morning and apologize to Master Song. You will study hard in the future and don't slack off..."
This kid is usually calmer than the other brothers, and with this skin, he can easily tell that he is a scholar.
If you teach him well, he should still be able to be saved.
Zhu Yuanzhang decided to give him another chance.
"...Father."
"Can my son... stop studying?"
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Zhu Su, who lowered his head and felt aggrieved, actually spoke.
"Um?"
Zhu Yuanzhang frowned slightly.
Don't want to go to class and want to skip school?
How does this work?
The anger that had subsided suddenly came back.
"My son is really not good at studying, and he doesn't have any big ambitions in the future. He just wants to be an idle prince who just waits for death."
"If you let me continue to go to the main hall, I will dare to write like that next time!"
"If it doesn't work out, Father, please send your son to Fengyang High Wall..."
When he mentioned Fengyang Gaoqiang, Zhu Su's eyes actually shone.
"My son is a playboy. If he stays in Yingtian any longer, sooner or later he will continue to ruin the reputation of our old Zhu family."
"You might find something big in the future!"
"Why don't you just send your son to Fengyang? This can be considered as a precautionary measure, and you can prepare for a rainy day and complete the task in one battle..."
Fengyang High Wall, what a beautiful place!
Eat and drink without worries, isolated from the world. Sleep, eat, sleep, and have someone to take care of you!
No matter how violent the storm is outside, it has nothing to do with the high walls!
Moreover, his head will not be chopped off by his clan!
My son doesn’t want to work hard anymore, please beg dad to send me to Fengyang!
"fart!!"
Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly flew into a rage and was so angry at his fifth son's crazy words.
"Because you don't want to go to the main hall to study, you want to go to Fengyang?"
"Fengyang High Wall, do you know that is where criminals are imprisoned?"
"How old are you? Do you want to go to that kind of place? Your ambition has been eaten by dogs?"
"You really don't want to go to the main hall?"
Facing Lao Zhu's roar, Zhu Su looked matter-of-fact.
Yes, that's right. Is there anything wrong with entering Fengyang High Wall as a teenager?
Save yourself decades of detours and enter retirement and peaceful life right on the spot!
"Father, that's not studying in the main hall, that's suffering."
"Look, look."
Zhu Su rolled up his sleeves as he spoke.
There are bruises on the palms and backs of the hands made by the ruler.
"You see, these were all done by Mr. Ohondo."
"Just because they don't know how to memorize the Analects of Confucius and can't get used to listening to Zhu Xi's annotations, these old masters actually do this to a little boy like my son..."
Zhu Su complained.
"Those old men still dare to beat my son?"
Seeing the bruises on Zhu Su's hands, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly became furious.
"That's right! The beating was so severe!" Zhu Su quickly added fuel to the fire.
"What's more, what the hell are those rules at the main hall?"
"On the fifth day of the morning, I have to get up and go to the main hall to study until midnight."
"Nearly fifteen hours!"
“I wake up earlier than a chicken, go to bed later than a dog, and it’s open all year round!”
"Nigger slaves don't do this!"
"Five years, five years, you know how I lived!"
Zhu Su was so broken that he howled.
Originally I just wanted to show off my misfortune, but as I talked, my true feelings were revealed accidentally.
What a day these are!
Five years ago, due to a serious illness, my past life memories awakened, and I was shocked to realize that I was reincarnated into a prince in the early Ming Dynasty.
The prince of the Ming Dynasty was an example of someone who lived and died! Zhu Su, who was forced to die suddenly by unscrupulous capitalists in his previous life, was overjoyed and happily waited for his future peaceful life.
Who would have thought that before a peaceful life could come, a miserable life would come first.
Cheap dad Zhu Yuanzhang gave an order and he and his brothers started studying in the main hall.
Capitalists are not that bad!
I stayed up day and night day and night, waiting with my fingers for the day when I would die.
If you try to be a transparent prince, you will be afraid of getting involved in the future disputes between the boss and the fourth son.
Because of the lack of sleep, I am almost stunted and have stopped growing!
Five years passed like this.
But today, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.
If he continues like this, his life will be over.
He will never grow to 18 centimeters!
In order to be free and grow taller, he resolutely decided to break the jar.
Isn't it just a confrontation with Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang?
Either let me lie down or wear the dead ball again!
Lie down or die!
Looking at the fifth son with a sad and angry face in front of him, Zhu Yuanzhang was a little confused.
Lao Wu... what are you talking about? What black slave? What is open all year round?
Where was that calm and outstanding temperament just now?
But Lao Zhu probably understood the meaning. I saw him waving his sleeves and scolding:
“The so-called hard study, hard study, how can there be anything that is not hard to study?”
"How can there be any reason to invite yourself to hide under the high wall of Fengyang just because you are afraid of hardship?"
"Absurd, ridiculous!"
Now, not only did he not want to reduce the burden on his sons, he even wanted to add some extra homework to Zhu Su alone.
So that he can learn what it means to have great ambitions and what it means to study hard in a cold window.
"..."
"That's all... I should have thought of it a long time ago. It's impossible for dad to agree to such methods as fooling around and selling misery."
Seeing Lao Zhu's expression of absolute disagreement, Zhu Su suddenly sighed.
He turned around and pulled up a chair, then sat down directly.
"Originally. I just want to survive this period of time and get along with you as an ordinary son."
"But the result is suffering."
"No more pretending. I'm showing off my cards!"
"Dad. Actually, your son is not an ordinary person."
"Your son, I am... a time traveler!"
There was a thunderclap in the sky.
As if to build his reputation for the last three words of Zhu Su.
