Outside the small study room in the East Palace.
The spring breeze always comes in time, but it always becomes tender and gentle silently.
I was in the house just now, and it was pouring rain outside the window.
By the time Zhu Yunxi pushed Zhu Biao to the front porch, it had turned into a steady drizzle.
In the sky, the dense dark clouds were blown open by the spring breeze, and the warm sunshine shone through the openings.
Let the sky no longer be so dark and become more bright.
The young eunuch Yutian who was guarding the door was the sharpest. When he saw the prince and grandson coming out, he hurried into the study and brought out an soft stool and placed it behind the grandson.
Zhu Yunxi waved his hand: "Go and find some pastries and bring them over."
Yutian understood clearly and looked at each other with the prince's personal servant. The two bowed and exited the palace garden of the small study, leaving this place to the father and son of the Tian family for their own use.
Seeing the two people leaving, Zhu Biao turned the wheels of his wheelchair and approached the edge of the corridor. When he reached the edge, he stopped and stretched his hands out of the eaves.
A string of raindrops fell from the roof like pearls and fell into Zhu Biao's palm.
Very cold.
Zhu Biao said in a low voice: "Don't overdo the correction, and don't follow the power when things are urgent. The slightest change in the country, dynasty, and society can affect billions of people in the world. Those who uphold the government should seek stability in everything and make progress slowly."
Zhu Yunxi did not sit on the soft stool, but squatted on the edge of the corridor, on the same parallel line as Zhu Biao.
He did not reach out to catch the rain falling on the eaves, but made a hollow slash into the air in front of him.
"It is necessary to make corrections when things are wrong, and when it is urgent, it is necessary to obey the authority!"
It's still Zhu Biao's sentence, but he just added two words "not", but the meaning has been completely changed.
Zhu Biao frowned and looked sideways at his son squatting beside him.
Zhu Yunxi continued: "It's better to cry as a family than to cry together. It's better to cry for hundreds of officials than for the common people!"
The calm voice of the young grandson of the Ming Dynasty emperor made the rain in front of him slow down.
Zhu Biao's face looked moved.
"It is better for officials to cry than for common people to cry..." Zhu Biao murmured in a low voice.
Zhu Yunxi whispered: "Father, as long as there are people here, this world will always belong to the Zhu family. If one day, even the people feel that the Zhu family should not be in this world, then..."
"What you said is very pertinent." Zhu Biao, who didn't know how to interpret it, could only whisper his affirmation in the end.
The father and son gradually became silent, their eyes calmly watching the spring rain falling to the ground in front of them.
There are two water jars placed in the corners of the palace garden, which are prepared to prevent water leakage in the palace buildings.
It's just that in the East Palace, duckweed and lotus roots are kept in the water tanks.
The rain fell low on the duckweed, startling a few frogs that had already laid a tank of tadpoles. They jumped out of the tank with a scream, landed on the bluestone bricks, and disappeared into the bushes nearby.
Zhu Biao slowly whispered: "Actually, my father has not taken much care of you these years."
The topic finally turned to family matters.
Zhu Yunxi, who was squatting on the ground, tilted his head and looked at his father sitting in a wheelchair next to him.
"Father is not angry?" Zhu Yunxi replied without any clue.
Zhu Biao's eyes suddenly flickered. After thinking about it, he shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's better if you don't have any resentment in your heart. After all, it was Mrs. Lu who made the mistake first."
The prince endured it all winter, and finally brought this matter to an end today.
Zhu Yunxi whispered: "Originally, my son thought that it would be fine as long as he was raised in captivity. But he never thought that after doing those things... the place where the dragon lies is inaccessible, there was no way around it, but the son personally called the Qintian Prison The people went to choose a good piece of land with good feng shui, at the east foot of Shenlie Mountain."
Shenlie Mountain is where Xiaoling Mausoleum is located.
Zhu Yunxi had considered Zhu Biao's idea at the beginning, so he went to Qin Tianjian afterwards to choose Lu's tomb at the east foot of Shenlie Mountain.
Feng shui is indeed what he said, it is the best place besides the Xiaoling Mausoleum that is being built.
There was a more soothing look on Zhu Biao's face, and he smiled and said: "You are kind and kind, no one can find fault."
Zhu Yunxi nodded. Since the family affairs had been discussed here, he continued: "Over at Zhongdu, my son has also told the Zhongdu Remaining Department that an opening has been opened in the Imperial City of Zhongdu. If the second brother wants to stay in the city, It doesn’t matter if you go out for fun, even if you leave the city, as long as you stay within the confines of Fengyang City, there will be officers and soldiers from Zhongdu guarding you.”
This time, it was Zhu Biao's turn to be surprised.
Looking sideways at Zhu Yunxi who dared to speak to Zhu Yunzhen, he whispered: "Aren't you afraid that the Metropolitan Procuratorate will know about this?"
Zhu Yunxi smiled, and then said in a deep voice: "My son went to Zhan Hui at that time to warn him that this matter is my family's business. After all, the second brother is also old. If he has been imprisoned in Fengyang Imperial City, the affairs of women here will probably be It won’t work.”
Zhu Biao opened his mouth, never expecting to hear such an explanation from his son.
His eyes changed several times, and he sighed for a while, and finally sighed: "You are more kind than me."
Zhu Yunxi shook his head and chuckled: "After all, we are all a family. Even if we make mistakes, we will be beaten. It can be said that our family's reproduction of descendants and inheritance of the family line cannot be left alone. My son also blessed Duke Xin. If the government finds out that the second brother has a woman he likes, he will tell his son, and he won't be extravagant when the time comes, but he will always have to take care of things."
In this world, except for the crown prince in front of me, there is no other crown prince who can be stable.
Zhu Yunxi didn't think that his emperor's grandson was safe, and he couldn't stop doing things that required royal family ties just because he became the emperor's grandson.
Doing something for a while and doing it for a lifetime are two kinds of gains.
As long as Duke Xinguo's government is in Zhongdu, his family will never allow Zhu Yunwen to do anything extraordinary, or even attempt to take back everything in Yingtian City.
I sold it well in advance and gave Zhu Yunwen a chance to show off in today's situation.
The smile on Zhu Biao's face became even stronger, and the look he looked at Zhu Yunxi became more satisfied.
He said softly: "Let Zhongdu keep an eye on it, so that no one with ulterior motives will find an opportunity to take advantage of it."
Zhu Biao sighed in his heart at this time, Lu's matter was now considered final. The second child, Zhu Yunwen, is his son after all, and he deserves to be imprisoned.
But who doesn’t want their children and grandchildren to live in peace and stability?
At this time, the third child took the initiative to make an opening for the second child without informing him, allowing him to find a marriage among the people. Zhu Biao was extremely emotional.
Naturally, he did not forget to warn him at this time. If the second child was taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives, it would be difficult for the third child to do things by then, and there would inevitably be another disturbance in the court.
Zhu Yunxi nodded: "There are hundreds of households in Jinyiwei watching. Anyone who dares to take the opportunity to cause trouble will not be let go!"
Hearing this, Zhu Biao nodded heavily.
Then he looked at the third child in front of him quietly, and suddenly said in a low voice: "If one day... the clan kills each other, what will you do?"
This is a fatal problem that no prince can escape.
Zhu Yunxi reacted immediately.
This is a test for the prince and an examination for him, the third generation successor of the Ming Dynasty.
It’s just that this is a family matter, so there’s no problem in asking at this time.
Zhu Yunxi stood up, spread his arms, turned in a circle and did a stretching exercise.
Then he said calmly: "My son never forgets where my family comes from. If a family member makes a mistake, they will go back and forth."
Lao Zhu's family started in Fengyang, the central capital, and returned to Fengyang.
Zhu Biao laughed, stopped and wiped the rain off his palms, then reached out and patted Zhu Yunxi's arm: "The old man didn't choose the wrong person."
Zhu Yunxi also laughed.
He also felt that the old man had chosen the wrong person.
The father and son laughed for a long time until they felt that the prince and grandson had finished what they had to say. When Yutian and the prince's personal servant came back with some pastries.
Zhu Yunxicai and Zhu Biao slowly put away their smiles.
Yutian bowed, with a flattering smile on his face, and carried a plate full of pastries in front of the Tian family and his son.
"Prince, Grandson, my servant has brought some cakes."
Zhu Yunxi turned to look at Zhu Biao beside him, with a smile on his face: "Father, please go back to the East Palace."
Zhu Biao shook his head: "The books are all at your grandfather's side."
Zhu Yunxi opened his mouth, and Zhu Biao was already looking at his personal servant.
The other party nodded and bowed, clapped his hands and shouted outside. Immediately, the servants guarding outside came in, held an umbrella and carried the prince's wheelchair out of the corridor.
Zhu Yunxi was helpless. He didn't know that Zhu Biao was still unwilling to return to the East Palace even though everything had been explained today.
He had no choice but to grab an umbrella, hold it up himself, and follow Zhu Biao.
Yutian was a little confused and quickly asked in a low voice: "Third Master, this pastry..."
Zhu Yunxi turned around and said, "I'll reward you."
Yutian nodded happily and thanked him.
After Zhu Yunxi sent Zhu Biao back to the Zhongji Hall, he saw the old man sitting cross-legged on the soft couch, holding a booklet in one hand, and clasping his big feet wearing footwear with the other hand in an un-regal manner. .
Zhu Biao sat in a wheelchair, turned the wheel by himself, found a suitable seat and continued reading. Before reading, he winked at Zhu Yunxi.
Zhu Yunxi immediately stepped forward and walked to Zhu Yuanzhang: "Grandpa, but there are state affairs again?"
Zhu Yuanzhang put down the book in his hand and looked at the father and son who came back from the East Palace with a smile on his face.
He first stared at Zhu Yunxi for a while, and then looked faintly at the prince who was sitting not far away and had lowered his head to read a book.
The corners of Zhu Yuanzhang's mouth were slightly the same, and he laughed twice.
Then he patted the booklet in front of him and said, "Your third uncle said he wanted to come back, your fourth uncle also said he wanted to come back, and several of your other uncles all unanimously signed memorials saying they wanted to come back to Beijing."
Zhu Yunxi frowned silently. The old man's ancestral precepts from the Ming Dynasty had long stipulated that the royal family princes of the Ming Dynasty were not allowed to meet each other when they entered the capital. You can only return to Beijing once a year at most, and you still need to obtain permission from the court.
Except for the Qin, Jin, Ning, and Yan vassals in the north, the several vassal kings who entered the capital were all together. Others, such as the King of Zhou, the King of Qi, the King of Tan, the King of Shu, and the King of Lu, were all enfeoffed in heaven. The place between the South China Sea and the North.
We wouldn’t have made an appointment together in advance to respond to Tian Lai.
He immediately asked out of curiosity: "Why are the uncles writing memorials to come back at this time?"
Zhu Yuanzhang put away the hand that was picking his feet, slapped it on his thigh, and let out a laugh, with a bit of ridicule on his face.
"It's not your second uncle's fault!"
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