Daming heir

Chapter 211 The Test of the Successor of the Ming Dynasty
Outside the small study of the East Palace.

Chunfeng always thinks about it in time, but always quietly becomes tender.

Just now in the house, it was pouring rain outside the window.

By the time Zhu Yunxi pushed Zhu Biao to the porch in front of the door, it had already turned into a drizzle.

In the sky, the densely covered dark clouds were also blown open by the spring breeze, and the warm sunlight shone down from the openings.

Let the sky no longer be so dark, more bright.

The little eunuch Yu Tian who was guarding the door was the most sharp-eyed. Seeing the prince and grandson coming out, he hurried into the study, took out a soft stool and placed it behind the grandson.

Zhu Yunxi waved his hand: "Go, find some pastries and bring them here."

Yutian understood clearly, and exchanged a glance with the prince's personal servant, the two bowed and exited the palace garden of the small study, leaving this world to the father and son of the heavenly family for exclusive use.

Seeing the two leave, Zhu Biao turned the wheels of the wheelchair and approached the edge of the corridor. When he reached the edge, he stopped and stretched his hand out of the eaves.

Strings of raindrops fell from the roof like pearls and fell into Zhu Biao's palm.

Very cold.

Zhu Biao said in a low voice: "Corrections should not be too much, and urgent matters cannot be followed. The slightest change in the country's government and society can affect the billions of people in the world. Those who uphold the government should seek stability in everything and make progress slowly."

Zhu Yunxi did not make a soft stool, but squatted on the edge of the corridor, on the same parallel line as Zhu Biao.

Instead of reaching out to catch the rainwater falling from the eaves, he slashed at the air in front of him.

"Corrections cannot be corrected, and urgent matters cannot be ignored!"

It's still Zhu Biao's sentence, just adding two "no", but the meaning has been turned upside down.

Zhu Biao frowned even more, and looked sideways at his son squatting beside him.

But Zhu Yunxi continued: "It's better to cry as a family than to cry all the way. It's better to cry for a hundred officials than for the common people!"

The calm voice of the young grandson of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty slowed down the rain in front of him.

The look on Zhu Biao's face was moved.

"It's better for officials to cry than common people..." Zhu Biao whispered.

Zhu Yunxi said in a low voice: "Father, as long as there are common people, this world will always belong to the Zhu family. If one day, even the common people feel that the Zhu family should not be in this world, then..."

"You're very to the point." Zhu Biao, who didn't know how to interpret it, could only affirm in a low voice.

The father and son gradually fell silent, watching the spring rain fall in front of them calmly.

At the corner of the palace garden, two water tanks are placed, which are prepared to prevent water leakage in the palace.

It's just that in the East Palace, there are duckweed and lotus roots in the water tanks.

The rain fell on the duckweed, startling a few frogs that had already given birth to a tank of tadpoles, screamed and jumped out of the tank, landed on the bluestone bricks, and sank into the bushes beside them.

Zhu Biao slowly whispered: "Actually, as a father, I haven't taken 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 who was sitting in a wheelchair next to him.

"Father isn't angry?" Zhu Yunxi replied with a nonsense.

Zhu Biao's eyes suddenly flickered, thought for a while, shook his head, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's good that you don't have any resentment in your heart. After all, it was Lu who made the mistake first."

The crown prince endured for a whole winter, and finally got rid of this matter today.

Zhu Yunxie said in a low voice: "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 down cannot be entered. This is a helpless matter, but the son personally called Qin Tianjian Some people went to choose a good place, with good geomantic omen, just at the foot of Shenlie Mountain."

Shenlie Mountain is where Xiaoling Mausoleum is located.

At the beginning, Zhu Yunxi had considered Zhu Biao's idea, so he went to Qin Tianjian to choose Lu's tomb at the east foot of Shenlie Mountain.

Fengshui is indeed as he said, it is the best place besides the Xiaoling Mausoleum that is being built.

Zhu Biao had a more soothing look on his face, and said with a smile: "You are kind, no one can pick anything."

Zhu Yunxie nodded. Now that the family affairs have come to this point, he continued to say: "Over there in Zhongdu, my son also told the left-behind department of Zhongdu that the imperial city of Zhongdu opened a hole. It doesn't matter if you go out for fun, even if you go out of the city, as long as you don't go out of Fengyang City, you will be guarded by officers and soldiers from Zhongdu."

This time, it was Zhu Biao's turn to be surprised.

Looking sideways at Zhu Yunxi who dared to open his mouth to Zhu Yunqi, he whispered: "Aren't you afraid that this matter will be known by the Metropolitan Procuratorate?"

Zhu Yunxi smiled, and then said in a deep voice: "My son went to Zhan Hui at that time and told him about my family's affairs. After all, the second brother is also old. If he has been imprisoned in the Fengyang Imperial City, the women's affairs here may be serious. No way."

Zhu Biao opened his mouth, never expecting to hear such an explanation from his son.

His eyes changed several times, he sighed for a while, and finally sighed: "You are more kind than me."

Zhu Yunxi shook his head and said with a light smile: "After all, we are all one family. Even if we made mistakes, we were beaten. It can be said that the matter of our family's reproduction of children and grandchildren should not be left alone. My son also blessed Xin Guogong If you see that the second elder brother has a woman he likes, you will tell your son, and you will not waste it when the time comes, but you always have to take care of things."

In this world, apart from the crown prince in front of him, there is no other crown prince who can be stable.

Zhu Yunxi doesn't think that his grandson is safe, and he can't stop doing things that should be deducted from the family affection of the royal family just because he becomes the grandson of the emperor.

Doing something for a while and doing it for a lifetime are two kinds of gains.

As long as Xin Guogong's mansion is in Zhongdu for one day, his family will never allow Zhu Yunqi to do anything out of line, and even intend to take back everything in Yingtian City.

I sold myself well in advance and opened a hole for Zhu Yunqi, just to show it in today's situation.

The smile on Zhu Biao's face became more intense, and he looked at Zhu Yunxi with more satisfaction.

He said softly: "Let Zhongdu keep an eye on it, lest people with ulterior motives find opportunities to take advantage of it."

At this time, Zhu Biao sighed incomparably in his heart, the matter of Mrs. Lu is now considered a final conclusion.And the second child, Zhu Yunqi, is his own 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 open an opening for the second child without telling himself, allowing him to find a marriage among the people, Zhu Biao felt extremely emotional.

At this time, of course, I did not forget to tell him that if the second child is used by someone with ulterior motives, then the third child will not be able to do things well, and there will inevitably be another disturbance in the court.

Zhu Yunxi nodded: "Jinyiwei Zhongdu has hundreds of households watching, whoever dares to take the opportunity to make trouble, will never let it go!"

Hearing this, Zhu Biao nodded heavily.

Then he looked quietly at the third child in front of him, and suddenly said in a low voice: "If one day... the clansmen kill each other, what should you do?"

This is a fatal problem that no prince can escape.

Zhu Yunxi immediately reacted.

This is the prince's test, and it is also a test for him, the third generation successor of the Ming Dynasty.

It's just that this is also a family matter, so there is no problem asking at this time.

Zhu Yunxi stood up, opened his arms, turned around and did a stretching exercise.

Then he said lightly: "My son never forgets where my family came from. If any family members make mistakes, they will go back and forth from where they came from."

Old Zhu's family started from Fengyang, the central capital, and returned to Fengyang.

Zhu Biao laughed, and wiped off the rainwater from his palms, then reached out to pat Zhu Yunxie's arm: "The old man did not choose the wrong person."

Zhu Yunxi also laughed.

He also felt that the old man did not choose the wrong person.

The father and son laughed for a long time, until Yutian and the prince's personal servant came back with some pastries when they felt that the prince and grandson had finished their conversation.

Zhu Yunxue and Zhu Biao slowly put away their smiles.

Yu Tian bowed, with a flattering smile on his face, and brought a plate full of pastries to the Tian family father and son.

"Prince, grandson, the slaves have brought cakes."

Zhu Yunxi turned to look at Zhu Biao beside him, with a smile on his face: "Father, go back to live in the East Palace."

Zhu Biao shook his head: "All the books are with your grandfather."

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 to the outside. Immediately, a servant standing outside came in and carried the prince's wheelchair out of the corridor holding an umbrella.

Zhu Yunxi was helpless, he didn't know that Zhu Biao still didn't want to go back to the East Palace even though everything had been explained today.

He had no choice but to grab an umbrella to support himself, and followed behind Zhu Biao.

Yutian was a little dazed, and hurriedly asked in a low voice: "Master, this pastry..."

Zhu Yunxi turned around and said, "I reward you."

Yutian nodded happily, and was busy thanking her.

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 well-dressed thigh with the other hand without the image of a king. .

Zhu Biao sat in the wheelchair, turned the wheel by himself, found a suitable seat and continued to read, and winked at Zhu Yunxi before reading.

Zhu Yunxi immediately walked up to Zhu Yuanzhang: "Grandpa, but there are state affairs?"

Zhu Yuanzhang put down the booklet 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 at the prince sitting not far away, who was already reading a book.

The corners of Zhu Yuanzhang's mouth were slightly the same, and he laughed twice.

Then he patted the brochure in front of him: "Your third uncle said he wanted to come back, your fourth uncle also said he wanted to come back, and your other uncles, they all wrote memorials saying they wanted to go back to Beijing."

Zhu Yunxi frowned silently. The old man's emperor's ancestral precepts had long stipulated that the princes of the imperial clan of the Ming Dynasty could not meet each other when they entered Beijing.At most, he could only return to Beijing once a year, and he still had to obtain permission from the imperial court.

Except for the Qin Fan, Jin Fan, Ning Fan, and Yan Fan in the north of the several feudal kings who entered Beijing, the others, such as King Zhou, King Qi, King Tan, King Shu, and King Lu, were all entrusted in heaven South China Sea North place.

It's not like we made an appointment together in advance to respond to Tianlai.

He immediately asked curiously: "Why are the Uncle Wangs going to come back at this time when they are writing a memorial together?"

Zhu Yuanzhang put away the hand that was picking his feet, and slapped it on his thigh, hehe, with a little mockery on his face.

"It's not your second uncle's good deed!"

(End of this chapter)