Zhu Jihuang led the palace guards and ran towards the Jin Palace, laughing while running wildly.
"This king is the one who is truly favored by fate, hahahaha..."
Zhu Jihuang's current mood can be described as high-spirited.
He stayed at home well, but suddenly someone came and told him that he could become the King of Jin, so he really became the King of Jin.
I originally thought that I would show my face today, but who knew that I could also join the line of Jin Yiwei.
Prosperity, wealth, and stability!
Who else in the world could be as lucky as him?
Seeing Zhu Jihuang's back getting further and further away, an inexplicable smile appeared on Chen Kan's face.
Sometimes, waste can also be used.
With a fire, one hundred and thirty-one robes turned into one hundred and thirty-one small pottery irrigation canals.
After Chen Kan's Jin Yiwei has finished cleaning up, Zhou Jing will dig a large pit that can accommodate 2,000 people.
This is to bury all the soldiers who died in the battle together, regardless of whether they are friendly or enemy.
Chen Kan shook his head and didn't say much. After all, it was Zhou Jing's business. Now that Zhou Jing hasn't been fucked, he is still the top leader in Shanxi.
However, from Zhou Jing's attitude towards the soldiers who died in battle, it can be seen that the civil servants looked down on these Qiu Ba from the bottom of their hearts.
Chen Kan led the Jin Yiwei around the soldiers of the three Jin vassal guards, and headed straight towards the Jin Prince's Mansion with the envious eyes of the soldiers.
The ancients believed that a house facing south was a symbol of great wealth and wealth, so the north was always regarded as the most respected and the most noble.
Not surprisingly, the Jin Palace is also located in the north of Taiyuan City.
Compared with Chen Kan's thirty-acre house, which occupied one-third of the entire Taiyuan City and covered an area of several hundred acres, Chen Kan's house was obviously out of reach.
Just looking at the house, the financial resources of Prince Jin's Mansion can be seen.
It's no wonder that Zhu Jixi has fallen to this point. There are still so many people who are willing to die for him. To put it bluntly, they all rely on money.
Chen Kan had the urge to take his Jin Yiwei to ransack his house.
Especially when I saw that even the water tank used to collect rainwater at the gate of the palace was made of celadon produced by the official kiln, this impulse reached its peak.
"Hahahahaha, Mr. Chen is here to make the humble house look brighter."
Zhu Jixi led people to greet Chen Kan at the door early, and even opened the middle door wide to welcome Chen Kan.
Chen Kan was a little flattered. What was Zhu Jihuang trying to do? Didn't he know what etiquette was? Is a fourth-grade official worthy of a prince opening the middle door to greet him?
Of course Zhu Jixi also knew that his etiquette was too grand, but he was very clear in his heart.
If he were an ordinary fourth-grade official, he would definitely not even bother with it, but if he were a fourth-grade official from Jinyiwei, he would definitely tell everyone that it was worth it!
"The prince is joking. If even the palace can only be regarded as a humble residence, then there will be no mansions in the Ming Dynasty."
Chen Kan stepped forward quickly and entered the palace with only Shi Wen and Zhu Jihuang.
Zhu Jihuang led Chen Kan on the nine-curved corridor, looking at the huge Jin Palace in front of him, and said with a smile: "Master Chen, what do you think of this palace?"
Chen Kan put his hands behind his back and looked around. Although the entire palace was not magnificent, from the green plants to the buildings, everything revealed its simplicity and elegance. He nodded and said, "It is one of the blessed places in the world."
The frivolous look on Zhu Jihuang's face subsided slightly, and then he sighed: "Yes, everyone says that the palace is a blessed place, but I, the owner of the blessed place, have lived in the palace pig house for twenty years."
"Pigsty, where do you start talking about this?"
Chen Kan frowned and turned to look at Zhu Jihuang.
"Haha, Mr. Chen didn't expect it. Speaking of which, I am also a member of the Zhu clan and a nobleman of Tianhuang. I have lived in a pig house for twenty years. Doesn't it sound weird?"
Chen Kan nodded. No matter how incompetent, stupid, or unpopular Zhu Jihuang was, he wouldn't be as miserable as living in a pig pen, right?
The palace is so big, doesn't it mean there is no room for his successor?
Seeing the confusion on Chen Kan's face, Zhu Jixi couldn't help but smile and said, "Master Chen, does he know what the people of Taiyuan think of my father?"
Chen Kan didn't know much about Zhu Fan. He only knew that when he was alive, even Zhu Di was inferior to him in terms of military management ability.
At the same time, when Zhu Fan was alive, the Jin vassal was the most powerful vassal in the world, not the Yan vassal.
There are also stories about how cruel Zhu Fan was, how he killed people, whipped those close to him at every turn, tortured and killed people, etc.
But the cruelty is not limited to Zhu Fan, but the entire Zhu family is cruel.
Including Jianwen Emperor Zhu Yunwen, he did not treat eunuchs as human beings when he was in power, and often killed eunuchs with rods. As a result, when Zhu Di attacked the Forbidden City, those eunuchs were the first to rebel and open the palace gate for Zhu Di.
Perhaps it was because his roots were crooked. Lao Zhu was equally cruel when he was in power, but the objects of Lao Zhu's cruelty were officials, while the objects of the vassal kings' cruelty were the common people.
"Cruel, murderous, poisonous in Taiyuan, and the other one is doting on his children."
When Zhu Jihuang talked about doting on his children, he seemed to have remembered something funny, and his face was full of smiles.
Chen Kan didn't know why, so he could only ask dryly: "Well, so what does this have to do with you living in a pig house, my lord?"
"Everyone in Taiyuan knows that my father dotes on his children, but my father only has one son, Zhu Jixi, and everyone in Taiyuan also knows that."
Zhu Jihuang suppressed his smile, and his eyes turned cold when he mentioned Zhu Jixi.
Chen Kan understood. Isn't this just a drama about a father favoring his eldest son?
"My king's mother was a girl from a good family who was kidnapped by my father on the road during one of his expeditions. When I was three years old, my father ordered me to kill him with a stick. After my mother died, I was killed by the man who brought me up. The twelve-year-old brother was thrown into the pigsty and lived with the piglets every day."
Speaking of these past events, Zhu Jihuang's face felt a little sad, but also felt a sense of satisfaction that a great revenge had been avenged.
Then he continued: "In the 31st year of Hongwu, my father died, and the emperor gave me an empty title of King Zhaode.
After Zhu Jixi inherited the title of king, he didn't want others to say that he treated his brothers harshly, so he released me from the pigsty and gave me some silver every day for my expenses! "
"Um!"
Chen Kan nodded, expressing great sympathy for Zhu Jihuang's tragic childhood.
But...what does this have to do with me?
Chen Kan looked at Zhu Jihuang with confusion, hoping that he could give him a clear explanation.
Unconsciously, he walked to the living room of the palace, and Zhu Jixi didn't talk about his miserable childhood again.
He stretched out his hand towards the living room, looked at Chen Kan and said with a smile: "Master Chen is from the south. He is used to eating fish from the south of the Yangtze River. You might as well try the delicacies from the north today, please!"
"Then you have to try it. Your Majesty invites you first."
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