Ah this...
In Kunning Palace, Zhu Gaochi was stunned for a while when he heard his father's words.
There is something wrong with this plot development!
When he realized that his father was still staring at him, he quickly knelt down to apologize.
"Father, please forgive me for making wild assumptions."
"snort!"
"What? Do you want me to quarrel with your mother?" Zhu Di snorted heavily and asked.
I completely forgot what I had just said to Xu Miaoyun.
"Your Majesty!" Xu Miaoyun pushed Zhu Di and then gave him a look.
The latter understood and remembered that he had just promised Xu Miaoyun to change his attitude towards his son.
"Get up, stop kneeling!" He coughed lightly and said.
"Thank you, Father!" Zhu Gaochi stood up with great difficulty.
Seeing this, Zhu Di was speechless. This son was too fat and had not inherited his own bravery at all.
Xu Miaoyun beside him took out a handkerchief and stepped forward to wipe his son's sweat.
"Mom, I can do it myself." Zhu Gaochi said repeatedly, not daring to bother his mother to wipe his sweat.
"It's okay, he'll be fine soon." Xu Miaoyun held down her son's hand and continued to wipe his sweat.
She was also using her actions to tell Zhu Di that this was her son and she felt sorry for him.
"You're tired, come sit down and rest for a while!" Xu Miaoyun quickly wiped the sweat off her son's forehead, then took her son by the wrist and pulled him to sit on the couch beside him.
Zhu Di watched this scene quietly and said nothing.
"Gao Chi, you three brothers have been busy and haven't had dinner with your mother for a long time. Let's not go back today and stay to have dinner together."
Hearing his mother's words, Zhu Gaochi sighed heavily.
Ever since he was little, his father has loved his younger brother more than himself, and he has never argued about anything because he is the eldest.
However, my mother has always treated everyone equally, and never based her own preferences on big issues of right and wrong.
Under her training, Zhu Gaochi inherited his mother's advantages.
Kind and generous.
Soon, the meal was ready in the dining room.
A family of three sat at the dining table, but it was eerily quiet.
Xu Miaoyun winked at Zhu Di several times, but the latter remained unmoved.
He wanted to ease the relationship between father and son, but he didn't know how to speak.
After all, what has been emphasized since ancient times is an ethical code: the king, the minister, the minister, the father, the son, the son.
The two of them are father and son, and more importantly, monarch and minister.
Even in ordinary people's homes, it is always the son who admits his mistakes to his father, and there is no precedent for a father to admit his mistakes to his son.
Even if my father did something wrong.
Otherwise, it is regarded as unfilial.
Zhu Gaochi also felt the strange atmosphere on the dining table.
He was on pins and needles.
I wanted to ease the atmosphere, and after thinking about it again and again, I got up to pick up food for my parents.
"Dad, Mom, today's food is good."
"Try it quickly."
After Zhu Gaochi finished picking up the dishes, he sat down again.
Xu Miaoyun took a sip, looked at her son with a smile, and said, "It's really good."
I don’t know if this is a psychological effect.
Later, Zhu Di also tasted it and nodded.
The weird atmosphere broke and the scene suddenly came to life.
Zhu Di looked at his cautious son and felt a little guilty.
"Boss, I've worked hard for you all these years."
"Dad sees how much you have sacrificed."
"Dad does speak a little harshly sometimes, so don't take it seriously."
"After all, you are the boss, so dad will inevitably be a little strict."
These words are Zhu Di's most sincere attitude. In the current atmosphere, where family affection is relatively strong, he can say these words. If it were normal words, it would never be heard from his mouth.
"Dad, please don't say that. Everything is what a son should do."
"No matter whether the son is the eldest son or not, he should help his father share the burden."
Zhu Gaochi stood up quickly and said.
My heart felt happy and warm, and my eyes were a little moist.
Xu Miaoyun on the side was very pleased when she saw this scene.
It's not in vain that she put so much thought into it.
"Okay, good son!" Zhu Di said happily.
He gave his son a piece of meat and said:
"Hurry up and sit down and eat!"
"Why!"
At the dinner table, Zhu Gaochi looked up at his father and his mother.
Smiling silly from time to time.
He felt that today's meal was the most delicious meal he had ever eaten, and it could not be compared to any delicacies from the mountains and seas.
If he could, he really wanted to stop time.
Because at this moment, he is not the eldest son, nor the prince, he is just the son of his parents.
I still remember that their family was like this during those carefree days when I was a child.
But when did it change?
He doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know.
But such time is always short-lived. As father and son, one is the emperor and the other is the prince.
State affairs...are weighing heavily on their shoulders!
Xu Miaoyun personally escorted them out of Kunning Palace.
Seeing the father and son walking away hand in hand, Xu Miaoyun stopped where he was, unwilling to look away for a long time.
"It's a pity. It would be great if I could draw the scene just now." She felt a pang of regret in her heart.
…
In the next few days, Zhu Di and Zhu Gaochi performed a show of fatherly kindness and sonly filial piety.
Regarding the contents of the folder written by Xia Yuanji, Zhu Di named it "work-for-relief".
Prepare as a policy to deal with natural disasters in the future. The reason why it is in the future is because now, all parts of the country are busy with spring plowing.
In some places where spring plowing started early, it has now ended, but in most places, it has just started.
It mainly depends on the climate of the place.
As a major agricultural country, spring plowing is the most important thing at this time.
Most of the refugees caused by the disaster have returned to their hometowns and are preparing to start spring plowing.
It was not until late April that local governments began to shift their focus from spring plowing.
At this time, the imperial court ordered the gangsters without land or houses to start building bridges, paving roads, constructing places, and allocating funds.
At the same time, the project to build a straight road from Beijing to Sunchon has also been approved.
This is a huge project that requires a lot of manpower.
With the help of this project, Zhu Di can stabilize many people.
It can also provide convenience for him for a certain purpose in the future.
…
May.
The navy has finished resting, and all the goods needed for the voyage to the West have been prepared.
Zheng He bid farewell to Zhu Di and is about to embark on an ocean journey again.
Yang Xuan personally sent Zheng He to Liujiagang as before.
"Sambo, if you come to the West this time, there is something you need to do."
"Master Marquis, please tell me."
"Bring back the Western technology of making colored glaze, especially the technology of making transparent colored glaze with no impurities."
"This is very important to Ming Dynasty."
"I understand, Lord Marquis."
Zheng He agreed directly without asking the reason.
Because the sentence "very important to Ming Dynasty" is enough.
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