Lao Zhu very decisively agreed to Zhu Su's request.
It was a private literary meeting on the left and right. Even if the civil servants attending the meeting were shameless, they had nothing to do with the court.
After receiving the approval, Zhu Su smiled cunningly, which made Empress Ma a little nervous. She repeatedly told him not to mess around or cause any harm to anyone. Zhu Su nodded in agreement, but he already had his own concerns in his heart.
Naturally, he wouldn't be stupid enough to use a knife at a cultural gathering, but if one or two old men were scared to death, he couldn't be blamed.
After teasing Zhu Xiongying who woke up for a while, Zhu Su left the palace first. If you want to give Confucian scholars an unprecedented exciting experience, you still need to make some preparations. There is only less than a month until the cultural conference, so we must seize some time.
Behind him, Zhu Biao's eyes were always following Zhu Su's back as he left the garden, until he could no longer see him, then he turned to Lao Zhu and said:
"Dad. Do you really want fifth brother to take charge of this matter?"
"It's so difficult to be a sage who stands up for his opinions. Not to mention being involved in the Confucian orthodoxy dispute. Countless people will definitely regard him as a thorn in their side in the future..."
"Biao'er." Lao Zhu turned his head. "We know what you're thinking. You're blaming me for using your fifth brother as a knife, right?"
"I didn't mean that..." Zhu Biao's face turned red and he wanted to stand up to defend himself. Lao Zhu patted his shoulder. Signaling him to sit down. "We are all a family, there is no need to make such nonsense."
"Let me tell you the truth. This matter must be done by our Zhu family. If others do it, they have selfish motives."
"How talented was Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty? The old thief Dong Zhongshu entered the Three Strategies of Heaven and Man, and Emperor Wu didn't even notice that the old thief had left a backdoor for Confucianism."
"Only if someone from the Lao Zhu family becomes this contemporary sage, can we rest assured."
"But there is no need to let the fifth brother..." Zhu Biao still couldn't bear it. A contemporary sage? Well said. But how many people must he be hated and ostracized by in his lifetime?
Confucius himself had to wander around. To put it mildly, it is called traveling around the country, but in fact, isn't it just that the scholar-officials are driving around, just hoping to meet a monarch who can display their ambitions? Even Wang Yangming, who came after the Ming Dynasty, was top-notch in his spiritual studies, martial arts and martial arts. Haven't you also had a rough life and been suppressed?
Now that the city is getting deeper and deeper, I have gradually come to understand what kind of arrogant Zhu Biao is underneath the high-sounding officialdom. I really can't bear to let this brother with broad vision stoop down and get involved in those dirty things.
"If you don't let Lao Wu go, what else can you do? Are you, the prince, going into battle shirtless?" Lao Zhu said. "Biao'er, the burden we carry will be on your shoulders in the future. I'll teach you to be a good boy. If you carry this burden on your body, everything in the world will be available to you!"
"It's good for you to protect your brothers, but if this family fortune is of use to them, you have to be considerate."
"Lao Wu has this talent, why don't he use it? Is it really possible to raise him like a pig as he wants?"
When Lao Zhu said this, Zhu Biao also laughed. My younger brother is really too lazy. When he lived in the Prince's Mansion in the past, if he and Mu Ying didn't call him, he could laze on the couch all day long.
If he is really allowed to enter the Fengyang High Wall that he has longed for, I'm afraid it will be like raising pigs, wasting his whole life before learning.
"Chongba, how could you say that about your own son?" Although Empress Ma laughed after hearing this, she still scolded Lao Zhu.
She then turned her face and said to Zhu Biao: "And I don't think Su'er is really unwilling. He is so smart and knowledgeable, how can he not know what the consequences will be?"
"He has this country in his heart. So when he was in the north, he had already left Liaodong and could go south to avoid disaster, but he still took the initiative to stay and shoulder the burden."
"This time, didn't he just be coy and willing to refuse, but he still let the matter go?"
Zhu Biao thought about Zhu Su's appearance just now. He was still resisting in various ways before, but turned around and immediately thought of a way. It was called devotion. Isn't it just that you want to refuse but welcome?
Lao Zhu, who was holding Zhu Xiongying in his arms, also laughed, "Our girl just sticks the whip inside, and that bastard Lao Wu is a spinning top! He can't spin without whipping, but as long as he whips, he spins more joyfully than anyone else!"
"Let's just say, my sister and I are both working hard, how can we give birth to a lazy son?"
"Biao'er, you must make good use of him in the future and beat him hard! Don't give that bastard a chance to relax and enjoy himself. Even if we die in the future, we must continue to help you and Dasun, so that we can rest in peace. …”
Before he finished speaking, he bared his teeth. It turned out that when Xiao Xiongying saw his grandfather smiling happily, he stretched out his little hand and grabbed Lao Zhu's dragon whiskers. Lao Zhu hurriedly begged for mercy: "What a great grandson, but I can't pull him away. Grandpa only has these few sticks left."
"If you are dragged naked, there is only a braised egg under the brim of the golden hat, how can grandpa still rule the world?"
"You're allowed to talk nonsense and plot against my fifth uncle, that's right!" Empress Ma scolded with a smile. Zhu Biao also smiled, and there was a lot of joy in the palace wall.
…
"Ah yawn!" Fang left the palace gate, and Zhu Su, who was walking through the busy city, sneezed loudly on his horse. He reined in the horse out of reflex, but was almost thrown to the ground by the horse. An angry Zhu Su scolded: "Damn it, who is the one who plans to kill me behind the scenes?"
"Oh, my ancestor!" Xiang Deng, the old eunuch, felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy and quickly sent people to disperse the people around him who were shocked by Zhu Su's words. "Your Highness, you are still wearing royal robes! You speak filthy words, how uncultured are you? You will be impeached by the imperial censor!"
"...Really?" Zhu Su replied casually, not taking it seriously. I was used to staying with military men in Ji Town, and I forgot for a while that this was the bustling city of Yingtian. But Zhu Su doesn't care. He is uneducated. My father is still the emperor, and he is not ours. It's not like he hasn't said anything about your mother when pressed.
This king talks about being special, just to make a quick statement. Lao Zhu said he loved your mother, but he could really do it!
If the censor really heard about it, the worst case scenario would be that Lao Zhu was the one who influenced it.
But next I have to deal with Da Ru, so it would be better if I package it in a more fashionable way. Thinking of this, Zhu Su, who was riding on the horse, decisively picked it up. His impeccable royal appearance brought tears to the eyes of the old chamberlain Xiang Deng. "Your Highness finally learned to listen to advice!" The old chamberlain was deeply moved. The sins he had suffered for this naughty Highness in the past were all worth it now.
"Xiang Deng. Go and deliver the message and call the Crown Prince of Wei, Crown Prince of Cao, King Jingjiang, and King Yan of Qin to the Imperial Manor." Zhu Su, who was sitting upright on his horse, ordered gracefully. Just now I only remembered to go back to Huangzhuang, and almost forgot to recruit accomplices.
"...Huh? Uh, yes!" The old chamberlain was stunned. These are all demon kings! The premonition was really not good, so I couldn't help but say something before leaving: "Your Highness wants to invite these people because..."
"Why do you ask? You don't understand even if I tell you." Zhu Su was enigmatic and smiled slyly.
If you don't get along with me at any literary conference, then I'll help you make a big news. I will make this literary conference go directly into the annals of history!
(End of chapter)
