When both the government and the public were agitated about the abolition of corvee, Zhu Yunxuan still accompanied Lao Zhu and wandered around Yangshan.
When night fell, Lao Zhu asked people to set up a bonfire in an open place in the mountain, roasting game while singing and dancing.
When he was happy after drinking, Lao Zhu couldn't help but sigh and said to Zhu Yunxian: "In the past, Liu Bangxing, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty, composed "Song of the Great Wind" and it has been passed down through the ages."
"When Liu Bang was young, he was just an uneducated prodigal who didn't read many books."
"We are from poor backgrounds, and we have been scolded as mud-legged people."
"It's a pity that today is a happy day, but we can't think of any good poems or lyrics."
"Zhen'er, you are the child prodigy of our old Zhu family, a poetry genius that has never been seen in thousands of years. Come and write a poem to celebrate today's joy."
Zhu Yunxuan was stunned immediately.
Aren't you making things difficult for me?
You still want me to recite poems and spread them all over the world, but do you know that I am uneducated and can only go around the world as a "fuck" person?
He said silently in his heart.
Also very speechless.
Why do you want to give yourself a reputation as a talented person for no reason?
He was just a copycat. How could he write poetry at the critical moment?
Zhu Yunzhen's thoughts were racing, and he suddenly realized that this was a rare opportunity.
He looked very sad, tears welled up in his eyes, and he stopped talking.
Lao Zhu was stunned.
"Zhen'er, what's wrong with you?"
"Grandpa Huang, I miss daddy! Oh..."
Zhu Yunzhen began to cry and convulse.
Since traveling through time, he found that his acting skills were getting better and better.
no way.
Everyone around me is surrounded by people with outstanding acting skills.
Wouldn't it be said that Zhu Yunwen and other brothers, that is, ministers, one by one, would not act in front of the emperor and the grandson?
An official without first-class acting skills is definitely not a good official!
Under the influence of his ears and eyes, Zhu Yunxi's acting skills naturally soared day by day.
"well!"
Lao Zhu let out a long sigh.
Close your eyes slowly.
Why doesn't he miss his son?
Zhu Biao was his favorite son, the successor of the empire whom he wanted to cultivate.
"The dead have gone!"
Lao Zhu suppressed the sadness in his heart and comforted him: "Zhen'er, you have to be strong! You are the future emperor of tomorrow. Thousands of miles of country are still waiting for you to govern, and hundreds of millions of people depend on you for their safety."
"Ugh... But my grandson can't help but miss his father!"
Zhu Yunxuan cried even harder.
Lao Zhu sighed again and was speechless for a long time.
The singers and dancers in the venue left on their own and did not dare to disturb them again.
"We also miss your father, our son, but we can't cry!"
Lao Zhu spoke again: "You are a man, the God of War in the Sky, and the Blessing Lord. You cannot cry."
"But Grandpa Huang has many sons and grandsons... but his grandsons only have one father! Wuwu..." Zhu Yunzhen said while crying.
"Yes, we have many sons, but the one we love most is Biao'er!"
Lao Zhu drank a glass of wine and said: "Besides, what's the use of having so many sons? Children from ordinary people's families are always by their parents' side."
"But our son is thousands of miles away, and he can't be with us."
Zhu Yunxuan pretended to cry, and when he heard these words, he suddenly felt happy.
He raised his face, with tears still in his eyes, and asked with a sad and suspicious expression: "Grandpa Huang, why don't you call all your uncles back to the capital?"
"My parents are here, so I won't travel far."
"It is said among the people that a son should provide for his parents until they die."
"Grandpa Huang is old and his sons should be waiting by his side. How can he be away all the time?"
Lao Zhu smiled and scolded: "Silly boy, we are from the Heavenly Family, not ordinary people. Of course we are different from them."
"Our son is the vassal king of the Ming Dynasty. He needs to guard various places and ensure the stability of the country. How can he come back to serve us."
Zhu Yunxuan asked: "Grandpa Huang, my grandson will guard the country of the Ming Dynasty firmly, even if I don't need uncles to guard it everywhere."
"How about you call all the uncles back to the capital and let them get along with Grandpa Huang every day."
"In this way, Grandpa Huang will not be so lonely."
He just wanted to use this as an opportunity to start his plan to reduce the vassal state.
"No!" Lao Zhu flatly refused.
"The vassal kings are outside, each guarding one side, and the country is stable. If there are changes, troops can be sent to assist the king."
"Only in this way can we protect our Ming Dynasty for thousands of years."
"Besides, the weight of the artifact can easily breed desire in people."
"If they are all in the capital, it is inevitable that some people will have evil intentions. We can still control them here. If you inherit the throne in the future, it will make your country unstable and cause wars and disasters in the world. This is not the country. The blessings of the country are not the blessings of the people in the world."
"In the land of the capital, it is easy to collude with the courtiers, and the vassal kings will collude with each other."
"Zhen'er, remember, if you want to inherit a divine weapon, you must bear its weight."
"We are an imperial family, how can we not make some sacrifices?"
"I want to be an emperor, and I also want family happiness and family reunion. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"
Zhu Yunzhen's face showed a bit of disappointment and said: "Grandpa Huang is right."
He continued: "But the Han Dynasty implemented a vassal system, and it didn't take long for the Seven Kingdoms to break out."
"The Song Dynasty allowed the princes to stay in the capital, and if they didn't go, they would become feudal lords. However, this did not lead to brothers fighting for power and the country becoming unstable."
"Grandpa Huang, my grandson thinks that whether the disaster of brothers fighting against each other will have nothing to do with whether the vassal king goes out to join the vassal."
"It has something to do with the court's system and the ability of the successor."
"Now our Ming Dynasty has established a secret reporting system. If any member of the royal family colludes with officials wantonly and has evil intentions, someone will definitely report it to them."
"As long as the monarch is wise, it is not difficult to curb this."
"If a ruler is very foolish, it will be the same whether inside or outside."
"Besides, it may be okay if the vassal king is outside and has a large number of troops. One generation or two may be okay, but future generations may not be free from dissatisfaction or arouse the king's suspicion. In this case, I'm afraid it will be even more detrimental to the country and the country."
After hearing what he said, Lao Zhu thought for a moment and said, "What you said makes some sense."
Immediately, he changed the topic and said with a smile: "You just want to change your method and call your uncles back so that you can fulfill your filial piety to us."
"Our old bones can still move. If we really miss them, we can go by ourselves."
"Besides, the feudal lord returns to the capital every three years. We can still see our son."
"You, don't always think about taking care of us. Governing the world well is better than anything else."
Zhu Yunxuan shook his head.
"Grandpa Huang, no."
"My grandson wants to recall his uncles to the capital in order to better govern the world."
Lao Zhu was stunned and asked: "Where do you start talking about this?"
"Grandpa Huang, there are huge hidden dangers lurking in the Ming Dynasty today. If it does not change, the Ming Dynasty will only have a national destiny of three hundred years at most."
"Within three hundred years, the Ming Dynasty will perish!"
(End of chapter)
