Daming: You are really my eldest son

Chapter 55

A simple family banquet, one sentence established Zhu Ji's unshakable position in the hearts of many princes.

Even Zhu Xi and Zhu, who were only three or four years younger than Zhu Ji, bowed and bowed sincerely to Zhu Ji, an elder brother who could make their father and emperor swallow their anger and compromise when they parted.

"Brother, you have to visit us often in the palace!"

Just now Zhu Yu, who had just made money, looked at Zhu Ji eagerly.

In his eyes, Zhu Ji has already become a great hero who saved him from fire and water.

Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang and his wife in the carriage were raising the curtain to look at him, Zhu Ji grinned again and responded, then stroked Zhu Yu's round head:
"I can't promise you that. But if you get bored staying in the palace in the future, you can talk to the old man... Well, my father will discuss it with you and let you come here to study with me."

Having said that, Zhu Ji scratched his head in embarrassment:

"Speaking of which, I haven't even read a few books yet. In the future, when it comes to learning, you will have to be my teachers."

It's not that Zhu Ji is being modest, he has forgotten most of the three hundred thousand that he memorized when he was in elementary school, if he really competed with these little brothers, he must be the one who was abused.

Zhu Ji said it with heart and soul, but the brothers standing in front of him only thought that Zhu Ji was finding a reason for them to play in the palace.

After all, when I was arguing with my father just now, my eldest brother even said the titles of each chapter of "Little Dai Riji" easily.

It's just that they never expected that their eldest brother is really a blind cat and a dead mouse.

While showing weird smiles at the corners of their mouths, they all bowed to Zhu Ji again:
"Thank you bro."

Zhu Biao, the only one who knew the truth, glanced back and forth between Zhu Ji and the six younger brothers, and could only sigh secretly in the end.

You can't be a gossip, tell the truth to your younger brothers, and completely destroy the image that your own father has finally established for this big brother in front of them, right?
Then in the future, wouldn't he, who is the prince, become the target of my father's focus on taking care of him?

The chariots and horses glistened, passing Dongshen Temple and heading for Dazhong Street.

When the guards surrounding the chariots and horses also disappeared at the corner of the street, only Liu Ji and Lu Ben were left beside Zhu Ji.

After sitting idly for a long time in the official office, which was the first courtyard in Prince Wu's Mansion, now that Zhu Yuanzhang had left, Lu Ben anxiously looked at Zhu Ji who was still staring into the distance:
"Your Highness, should we go in and practice rituals?"

Lu Ben's sense of urgency grew stronger.

Originally, he regarded teaching Zhu Ji etiquette as the hope of returning to official career. Today, seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang actually brought all the older princes here in order to give Zhu Ji a prestige, Lu Ben's heart was already on fire.

Therefore, all he wants to do now is to make Zhu Ji a model for the courtiers to praise each other in the grand ceremony of recognizing the ancestor and returning to the clan.

However, the former Taichangqing who was eager to seek an official did not understand at all that Zhu Yuanzhang and his son's attitude towards this matter was not as eager as he thought.

Hearing that Lu Ben was asking for his opinion, Zhu Ji stopped walking up the stone steps at the gate of the palace, thought for a while, then shook his head:
"Let go of the ceremony first,"

After finishing speaking, ignoring Lu Ben's disappointed gaze, he turned to look at Liu Ji who was standing with a smile on the other side:
"Sir, today, let's read three hundred thousand, shall we?"

Liu Bowen didn't know what Zhu Ji was thinking.

Having been with Zhu Ji for a long time, he also saw that Zhu Ji and Zhu Yuanzhang were really the same kind of people in some respects.The same good face, the same will work hard for the face.He said he didn't care, but he was always thinking about it in his heart.

It's just that I don't want to see him studying the most basic elementary school when those little princes come over in the future.

Faced with such a request, the smile on Liu Ji's face did not change, but instead stroked his long beard:
"Your Highness, are you ready to stay up all night? You need to know that although the three hundred thousand words total more than [-] words, if you want to talk about it, you really can't finish it in a while."

Through the narration of "Xiao Dai Li Ji" and "Da Ming Ji Li" these days, Zhu Ji has already passed the level of literacy.

Now that we have revisited Enlightenment, we have to take the two routes of interpretation and memorization.

Liu Bowen felt that it was necessary to remind Zhu Ji, after all, now he not only had to follow Lu Ben to learn etiquette, but also followed Xu Da and Feng Sheng's instructions to exercise his body. If learning from scratch is added, there must be pressure.

Want to stay up late?

It feels so hard.

Swinging back and forth a few times on the edge of persistence and giving up, Zhu Ji finally nodded.

It is not a shame to lose to those younger brothers who are intellectually.

After all, I had already decided to be a salted fish back then, so I was not as good as them. Anyway, even if I couldn't read, I was still the big brother of their little brothers.

However, with the sudden change of identity, it is obviously not realistic to want to be a salted fish safely.

It seems that Master Guorui has already regarded himself as a god in the sky and descended to earth, no matter how much he explains, he will not change this idea easily.

So if he wanted to continue to be a salted fish in the future, he had to train all his younger brothers into usable talents, so that old Zhutou didn't have to worry about having a son like himself all the time.

Or, once and for all, solve the many problems that Master Guorui encountered, it is best to form some fixed patterns, which not only frees Lord Guorui, but also ensures the longevity of Daming's national fortune.

Obviously, although the latter method will cost him more in the short term, in the long run, it is the best way to truly satisfy the common wish of himself and Master Guorui.

After careful calculation, Zhu Ji finally had to accept a very sad reality—before he became a lifeless salted fish, it seemed that he had to be a lively fresh fish for a long time.

Thinking about it, it's really a little uncomfortable.

I feel like I have recognized a father, and the naturalization of this life has suddenly changed.

In addition to better food, clothing, housing and transportation, other aspects are much more difficult than staying in the cemetery before.

Zhu Ji felt that he should take some time to reflect on it. What was the reason at that time that made him so simple to acquiesce that Zhu Yuanzhang was his own father?
It seems that Zhu Yuanzhang didn't reveal that he was the emperor at that time, and he was even worried all day long that his bad mouth would cause death.

Could it be that he is really the two-bedroom wife promised by the greedy old Zhu Tou?

Thinking of this, Zhu Ji looked back guiltily at the chariots and horses that had already disappeared at the corner of the street.If Zhu Di, the fifth brother, knew about this matter, I'm afraid the young man would find himself in a private duel with men.

Therefore, the matter of recognizing relatives is purely because I was inspired by love.

Well, that's what happened.

(End of this chapter)