Xiao Zhu Zhanji's eyes widened when he heard his father say that his uncle dared to attack the emperor.
I can't believe there are people like this in the world.
"Oh, Jianwen is the best example."
"Do you think that the Battle of Jingnan was the result of your grandpa's wisdom and martial prowess?"
"Is he the son of destiny?"
"Is not it?"
Xiao Zhu Zhanji was confused.
"no."
"In the early days of Jianwen's rise to power, your great uncle tried his best to assist him."
"I even gave him good ideas for cutting down the feudal vassal."
"If everything was done according to your great uncle's advice, your grandpa Huang would have no chance at all."
"Our family has no chance of becoming the capital."
"But Jianwen is too idealistic."
"He is not fit to be an emperor."
"If he remains in that position, it will be a disaster for the people of the world."
"He always wanted to restore the Zhou Rites and realize that the emperor and the scholar-bureaucrats could rule the world together."
"Achieve the goal of curing everything vertically."
"But in our Lao Zhu family, the emperor and the people have always ruled the world together."
"This sentence was said by your great-grandfather himself."
"And restoring the Zhou Rites is completely reversing the course of history."
"Every era has its own rules. The rules that existed more than a thousand years ago are no longer suitable for the Ming Dynasty."
"Forcing it will only have the opposite effect."
Zhu Gaochi paused to give his son time to understand the memory.
Have something to drink to moisten your throat.
"Your great-uncle advised Emperor Jianwen many times."
"But Emperor Jianwen never listened."
"Even imprisoned him."
"He killed his relatives and acted against his will."
"What you did has completely disappointed your great uncle." Zhu Gaochi continued.
"Is that why my uncle helped Grandpa Huang start the campaign to appease the emperor?" Xiao Zhu Zhanji asked.
"Well, that's about right!"
"Although the Battle of Jingnan depleted Ming Dynasty's vitality, the long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain."
"Rather than letting the policies set by Jianwen last forever, it would be better for him to step down as soon as possible."
"That's it. Your great-uncle united with the ministers of the DPRK to support your grandpa."
"On the battlefield, most of the work is done but not effective."
"Keep losses to a minimum."
After hearing these words, Xiao Zhu Zhanji fell into thinking.
From his father's words, he discovered the threat that his great uncle posed to the imperial power.
Is it really necessary to keep a person who does not respect the imperial power and even dares to change the emperor?
He asked his father this question.
"Son, before you worry about this problem, first make sure you are not a fool."
Zhu Gaochi said.
"Dad, why do you say that?" Xiao Zhu Zhanji asked.
"A wise king puts the country, the country and the country first, but a foolish king brings trouble to the country."
"What your great uncle values is the country, the country, the country and the people."
"His principle of conduct has always been that the people are the most important, the country is the second most important thing, and the king is the most important thing."
"As long as you are not a fool, he will stand unswervingly behind you and support you."
"A minister who takes the country, the country and the people as his own responsibility, what wise king would not tolerate him?"
Having said this, Zhu Gaochi asked with a smile.
"Dad, I will definitely be a wise king in the future." Xiao Zhu Zhanji said.
Hearing this, Zhu Gaochi smiled and nodded, which was considered affirmative.
"So, you have to learn from your great uncle."
"Yeah, I will."
Xiao Zhu Zhanji nodded heavily.
He is no longer as wary of Yang Xuan, his great uncle, as he was just now.
Holding his son in his arms, Zhu Gaochi chatted casually.
Slowly, he saw his son's eyelids drooping.
It was obvious that he had just overused his brain, and now he was feeling sleepy.
"Go to sleep if you feel sleepy. Dad is here to watch over you!"
Zhu Gaochi said softly.
Little Zhu Zhanji squirmed in his father's arms, snorted, curled up and fell asleep.
Looking at his son in his arms, Zhu Gaochi gently caressed his face, his eyes full of love.
…
A night of silence.
The next day, Yang Xuan and Lao Hu discussed in the study whether to tell Hu Zi the secret of the secret guard.
Yang Xuan thought he could tell, but Erhu objected.
He also said that Huzi is too young now and not stable enough, so he may not be able to keep secrets in front of outsiders.
He felt that Hu Zi should be allowed to settle down for a few more years, and it would not be too late to tell him when he was able to take on important responsibilities.
After some discussion, Yang Xuan decided to respect Lao Hu's opinion.
No matter what, Huzi is his son after all.
A wise son is better than his father!
However, Lao Hu's identity must be explained to Hu Zi again and again.
When he came out of the palace, Hu Zi was not too young.
I remember many things clearly.
Before Huzi joined Jinyiwei, Lao Hu also planned to teach his son some tricks to save his life.
After all, he was responsible for forming the Jin Yiwei back then, and he personally trained the first batch of members.
Lao Hu's ability is not weak at all.
After discussing with Lao Hu, Yang Xuan and An Qing tidied up and entered the palace.
I stayed for lunch at noon, and when I got home in the afternoon, I just lay down.
On the second day of the lunar new year, I went to the Wei Guogong Mansion and also went to see Tie Xuan.
His current position is the left deputy chief minister of the Inspectorate, but most of the time he spends most of his time patrolling places as an imperial envoy to investigate illegal activities.
His character is suitable for doing such a thing, and he also likes to do it.
He really didn't like the intrigue in the court.
On the third day of the lunar new year, Yang Xuan planned to go to Zhongshan tomb as usual.
But this time he brought a lot of things. In addition to wine, meat, and various daily necessities, there were also cloth, silk, and jewelry that Anqing helped select.
After all, he had another purpose in going to Zhongshan this time - to talk about matchmaking.
After packing his things, he took a butler and went out in a carriage.
It was freezing cold, and Yang Xuan didn't ride a horse just to look cool.
In any case, he looks to be in his forties.
Arriving at Lan Yu's house with ease, he saw the latter waiting at the door.
Apparently I have been waiting for a long time.
After the two exchanged pleasantries, Lan Yu invited Yang Xuan to sit in the room for a while.
The latter complied, and the two chatted for a while, then went to Zhu Biao's mausoleum with tributes, candles, paper money.
This is something that must be done every year.
After returning from Zhu Biao's mausoleum, Lan Yu's wife and daughter-in-law also prepared meals.
After three rounds of wine, the five flavors of food are gone.
Lan Yu took advantage of the wine to express her request to Yang Xuan.
"Brother, you have helped me a lot over the years. Logically speaking, I would be too embarrassed to ask you for anything."
"But there is something I have to ask of you!"
"Brother, just say what you have to say. When did the differences between you and me become so estranged?"
Yang Xuan put down his wine glass and said bluntly.
"Okay, since you said so, brother, if you continue to be coy, you just don't know how to praise me."
Yang Xuan didn't say anything, just looked at Lan Yu and waited for the next words.
"Brother, you also know that we have a daughter!"
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