Daming: You are really my eldest son

Chapter 35

Since Yiluan ordered the county magistrate Zhou Fu to assign all the surrounding fields to Zhu Ji's name, the area around the cemetery has become even more deserted.

As soon as the figures of Empress Ma and Zhu Biao appeared in sight, Zhu Ji reminded Feng Sheng in a low voice that he had interrupted the drill, and went up to them with two futons instead.

The eight eyes are facing each other, and the hearts of the four people are each complicated in their own way.

Empress Ma thinks of children very earnestly, and seeing Zhu Ji at this time is like three autumns apart, and the kindness in Zhu Ji's eyes is about to overflow.

The prince hit a soft nail on Zhu Ji yesterday, and was pushed back by Zhu Yuanzhang when he went back. He came back today with a somewhat bitter mood.

As for Feng Sheng, he always felt that the prince's eyes were on him.After all, secretly following Zhu Yuanzhang's arrangement and following Zhu Ji, the prince actually found out about this matter, which is somewhat like the nervousness and discomfort of being caught in an exam.

Zhu Ji was a little puzzled, wondering why Empress Ma and Zhu Biao came here.

"Song Guogong has worked hard for half a day, so you might as well go home and rest for a while. The three of us, the three of you, talk about yourselves. After we finish speaking, I will take Ji'er to another courtyard to rest. I will bother you to teach this child tomorrow."

Feeling Feng Sheng's embarrassment, Empress Ma gently found an excuse for him to leave.

Feng Sheng suddenly felt a burst of relief, and after Zhu Ji slightly bowed to Empress Ma and Zhu Biao, he hurried away in three steps at a time.

At the edge of the huge cemetery, there were only three people left.

Without the interference of outsiders, the conversation between mother and child seems to be a little less restrained.

"How did you find this place? If something happens, someone will call me soon."

Still stubborn and refused to call mother, but the concern mixed in Zhu Ji's reproachful tone also warmed Empress Ma's heart.

Holding Zhu Biao and sitting on the futon, Empress Ma pulled Zhu Ji, who was two steps away, to her side, not caring about Zhu Ji's stinky sweat:
"Your father's iron lump made you unhappy again yesterday. My mother wanted to see you, but she was afraid that you would not want to go over, so she came here with a sign to look for you."

When Empress Ma just pulled him, Zhu Ji instinctively wanted to break free.But feeling the gentle and weak strength on the palm, Zhu Ji finally did not resist, allowing himself to approach Empress Ma.

While gradually relaxing, yesterday's unhappiness was also temporarily forgotten.

He bowed his head in silence for a while, and looked up to see Empress Ma still looking at him tenderly. After all, Zhu Ji was not as decisive as he was with Zhu Yuanzhang.

"If you want to see me in the future, just send someone to find me, and I will go there."

What Zhu Ji said was just an ordinary sentence, but in Empress Ma's ears, it was more like a promise.

She nodded happily, and then used her other hand to grab Zhu Biao, who had always been numb.

"I came here today to let you two brothers have a good conversation. Tai Ping'er studied with a great Confucian since he was a child, and rarely interacts with his peers outside of his family, so he always speaks with his teacher's emphasis, not on purpose. Like you."

Seemingly thinking of the brief conversation between Zhu Biao and her yesterday, Empress Ma couldn't help laughing out:
"Your brother actually doesn't reject you coming back, and he very much hopes that you can help him share the pressure. It's just that he didn't say good things, which made you misunderstand."

Zhu Biao, who had always had a dull expression, finally felt a little more embarrassed when he heard Empress Ma's laughter.

It's because I don't know much about this elder brother. If it weren't for this, the relationship between the two brothers wouldn't have become so rigid as soon as they met yesterday.

Seeing that Zhu Ji followed Empress Ma's words and turned his eyes to himself, Zhu Biao immediately stood up and bowed to Zhu Ji:
"Brother, yesterday I was the one who made you angry with my words out of nowhere, and for Mother's sake, forgive me."

Zhu Ji didn't speak, so he didn't get up.

Staring straight at Zhu Biao for a few minutes, seeing that Zhu Biao's figure was not shaking, Zhu Ji was finally sure in his heart that the little brother talking to him like yesterday was indeed out of habit, not deliberately targeting him.

The cheeks that were originally just smiling swelled instantly, and the corners of the mouth had obvious curvature. Zhu Ji stood up and supported Zhu Biao with both hands, and pressed him on the futon, and then squeezed between Empress Ma and Zhu Biao. His left arm rested on Zhu Biao's shoulder.

"Hey, I can see that you didn't mean to say that yesterday. Your teacher is really good. You really taught etiquette to your bones."

"Now that I've said it, I also apologize to you. Yesterday I thought the old man was conspiring with you to force me, and it's not easy to get angry at him directly, so I pointed the finger at you."

"I can't be thoughtful about the etiquette of making an apology, just treat it as I owe you once."

Although such an intimate act made Zhu Biao feel a little strange, even a little uncomfortable because of the heavy shoulders, but he had a very warm feeling.

It seems that brothers should hook shoulders together like this and talk about everything.

Re-examining this elder brother, Zhu Biao felt a simple but unique charm from Zhu Ji.

He could feel Zhu Ji's respect and concern for Empress Ma, as well as his kindness and closeness to himself.

And these feelings, just come from a few simple words.

This reminded Zhu Biao of a sentence he had memorized by heart when he was young: "Those who want to straighten their hearts must first be sincere."

Thinking of this, Zhu Biao also let go of the restraint of etiquette a little stiffly, and smiled:
"What is the elder brother talking about? What does the family owe? As long as you can come back earlier and help me and my younger brothers share the anger of my father, I will be grateful."

Zhu Biao is well versed in the principle of unanimous muzzle to the outside world.

In court, their guns must be aimed at those unruly courtiers, but at home, their guns must be aimed at their own father.

Thinking of Zhu Ji's merciless confrontation with Zhu Yuanzhang yesterday, and even leaving without saying a word, Zhu Biao was full of excitement.

As long as the eldest brother returns to the court, the brothers will be able to suffer less flesh and blood in the future.

Even he himself has an extra person who can stand in front of him and protect him when he is hit by the sole of his shoe.

Thinking of this, Zhu Biao's smile became even more eager.

"Brother, why don't I go back and talk to Dad, let him make preparations quickly, and pick you up as soon as possible."

Zhu Ji, who didn't understand why Zhu Biao was so happy, couldn't help but sighed when he heard this.

The hypothesis that Zhu Yuanzhang mentioned to him last time has always been buried in his heart.Now that his family is by his side and there is no one else around, Zhu Ji has someone to confide in.

"It's not that I don't want to go back, it's that I dare not go back."

"The old man's outspokenness is getting worse and worse. If Yi Luansi's spies go to the emperor's place, how many people do you think will be left in this family?"

Seeing Zhu Ji's sad face, Zhu Biao and Empress Ma took advantage of the moment of nodding in agreement to hold back their suppressed smiles.

At this moment, Zhu Biao only had one thought in his mind—brother, you are so steady.

(End of this chapter)