Daming: I was exposed by Zhu Di's Sims life!

Chapter 321 Zhu Di: There is no better way to know a father than a son, I know Lao Zhu

Zhu Di shrank his neck, wanting to cry without tears: "Father, I am your real son!"

That's what he said, but he felt much more relieved at the moment.

It seems that Lao Zhu still loves his grandson, but not the grandson of his elder brother's family, but his grandson.

It's no wonder that Zhu Yunqi's good deeds have completely chilled Old Zhu.

When Lao Zhu let go of his obsession with Prince Yiwen's lineage, his eyes immediately shifted to Zhu Di...even though Zhu Di is not a good person.

Although he is not a good person, he is a good emperor.

He's so good, it's not like Zhu Yunqi is doing some kind of "return to the week" ceremony, using the state's money to distribute to the common people, and distributing rice, meat and silk for free.The policies that Emperor Jianwen made during his reign cannot be said to be wrong, but they are all false.

It is tantamount to distributing the country's money to the people, spilling out the family property of Hongwu Dynasty, and transferring Lao Zhu's achievements to himself, without any actual achievements.

As for inspecting the officials, 24 people, including Shilang Baozhao and Xia Yuanji, were appointed as interview envoys to patrol the world... This policy of Emperor Jianwen seems to have some effect from the point of view of expressing understanding, but in fact the effect is used to stare at the vassal. on the king.

To put it mildly, Emperor Jianwen was an idealist.

But if you want to strengthen your country, what you need is not an idealist, but a practicalist.

Zhu Gaoxuan and Zhu Di are typical pragmatists.

What they have done are all real achievements for thousands of years.No matter Zhu Gaozhen conquered the three provinces in the east, conquered Annan in the south, reformed the tax system, and established the Tax Supervision Institute and the Civil and Military Academy.It was Zhu Di's northern expedition to suppress the forces in Mobei, compiling the Yongle Canon, and building the Zheng He Navy, all of which fundamentally allowed the Ming Empire to climb to a higher place.

The tax supervisory court was engaged in money, the civil and military institute was used to support people, foreign wars were engaged in land, and Emperor Yongle was engaged in culture.

With the cooperation of the father and son, the Ming Empire ushered in a peak, and this peak is still improving. This is a truly prosperous age.

Forever prosperous.

Lao Zhu can hate Zhu Di for seeking power and usurping the throne, but he has to admit that Zhu Di has not failed his empire.

……

Yang Rong walked out of the Martial Academy with a pale complexion, lost in spirit and flustered.

Xia Yuanji, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, saw this scene, stepped forward to stop the other party, and asked wonderingly: "Mr. Yang Ge, what do you mean?"

After being stopped, Yang Rong looked confused: "What do you mean?"

Xia Yuanji asked back: "Didn't it be agreed, let you go to the martial arts academy and ask His Highness to see if the prince can come to the literary academy to act as the dean? Have you asked?"

"asked."

"What did the prince say?"

"The prince agreed."

Xia Yuanji asked suspiciously: "He agreed, so why are you still so wrong?"

Yang Rong scratched his head: "Is there?"

He didn't realize it, and he almost wrote "There is no silver 300 taels here" on his face. Whoever saw Yang Rong would think that this brother probably killed someone or robbed the silver number.

Xia Yuanji asked, "What happened to you inside?"

Yang Rong quickly waved his hand: "Nothing."

How could he tell Old Shangshu Xia that he met His Majesty the Emperor and knelt down to the Crown Prince inside.

If this matter got out from his mouth, it would not only mean losing his official position, but also losing his life!
Xia Yuanji stroked his beard: "That's fine, I won't ask."

He has a feeling that if he keeps asking...

It's not just Yang Rong who is going to have an accident, he himself is also going to have an accident.

……

Zhu Gaoxuan opened his eyes again, but saw the old man still kneeling in front of him.

He hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Father, why don't you kneel down in another place, the ground here is full of dirt."

Zhu Di realized that Lao Zhu might be gone, so he got up and slapped Xiao Zhu on the back of the head, cursing: "You little bastard, please God, ask Lao Zhu to fight against your father and me, and you can do more damage son?"

After being slapped, Zhu Gaoyi was not in a hurry, and calmly muttered: "How about... I will chat with you for a while, Grandpa?"

Zhu Di, who had just stood up, almost knelt down again when he heard the words: "Don't! The old man has already been buried in the ground. Do you think you, a grandson, can't be considerate of your elders?"

"It was dad just now, dad apologized to you, so please don't bother your grandpa any more."

Old Zhu was almost scared to death by him just now, and Zhu Di, who had done something wrong, wished he could dig out a three-room and one-living room on the ground with his toes and get in.

This is too scary!

Who would have thought that Xiao Zhu still had a hidden hand to "please God"!

Wouldn't it be good to let Lao Zhu rest in heaven? Why did he invite someone to the mortal world?
Seeing that his father admitted his mistake with a good attitude, Zhu Gaoyi nodded slightly: "Father, it's your fault. If you didn't scare my son all day long, I wouldn't have invited grandpa out."

Zhu Di said angrily: "I scare you every day? Boy, can you speak with a little conscience, who are we to scare who all the time!"

"Okay, you can explain to my grandpa."

"Father was wrong."

Zhu Di's attitude immediately took a 180-mile reversal, and he sincerely apologized to Xiao Zhu.

Without him, only the heart is empty.

When facing Lao Zhu, he didn't dare to take a breath.Regardless of what Emperor Yongle he is, he must kneel before his own father.

……

Zhu Di, who returned to Qianqing Palace, lay down on the couch and let out a long sigh of relief.

This time, he was finally able to sleep well.

When I saw Lao Zhu today, I thought that Lao Zhu would directly kill him with a knife, but I never thought that Lao Zhu just pretended to be angry and cursed a few words.

As the saying goes, there is no better way to know a son than a father, and no way to know a father like a son. Zhu Di understands Zhu Yuanzhang's temperament too well.Lao Zhu seemed to be shouting fiercely, but in fact it just showed that Lao Zhu had already forgiven him.

If Lao Zhu really wanted to kill him, then he should have lurked quietly, waited for the opportunity, and when he had accumulated enough energy, he would drop Zhu Di from the sky to the bottom of the valley, take away everything from him, and kill him.

Zhu Di lightly closed his eyes, with a knowing smile on his lips.

Today, he has got rid of his demons.

He would never dream again, in which Lao Zhu was chasing him with a forty-foot machete.

……

In the world of his mind, Zhu Gaoxuan cautiously asked Lao Zhu: "Grandpa, have you forgiven my father?"

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly, and said: "Otherwise, what else can we do, can we still make him rebel?"

Zhu Gaoxuan touched his chin: "It's not impossible..."

If Lao Zhu wants to rebel, he must use his body.In other words, if Lao Zhu rebelled, the final beneficiary would write the name "Zhu Gaoxuan".

Isn't it beautiful to get something for nothing?
Zhu Yuanzhang was silent for a moment, and said with emotion: "Your family is really a father's resignation."

Zhu Gaoxuan said seriously: "Grandpa, don't say that. No one in Beijing knows who doesn't know. I, Zhu Xiaosi, are notoriously dutiful."

Zhu Yuanzhang deeply agreed: "Yes, you secretly transferred two guards from Liaodong to Shanhaiguan to change defenses, and transferred your confidant to be the guard of the nine gates of Beiping, and bought the guards from the northeast to Beijing..."

It hadn't been long since the capital was moved to Shuntian, and Zhu Gaoyi had clearly arranged for his successors.He can run to his old lair in the Northeast at any time, and lead hundreds of thousands of troops in the Northeast to rise up.

Zhu Gaoyi said calmly: "As the prince of the Ming Dynasty, I have the right to mobilize the military and political affairs of the whole country. This routine transfer of soldiers is reasonable, right?"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled: "You are better than blue because you are blue. You are more capable than your father, and you are also more ruthless than your father, and you are better at doing things."

His prince Zhu Biao is more like Daqin's eldest son Fusu.

If Zhu Yuanzhang ordered Zhu Biao to commit suicide, Zhu Biao would kill himself with a knife without hesitation.

If Zhu Di ordered Zhu Gaoxuan to commit suicide, Zhu Gaoxuan would not hesitate to lead his troops to rebel, invade the capital, and force Zhu Di to kill himself with a knife.

……

The students of the first phase of the Academy of Arts gathered from all over the country and finally arrived in front of the academy in Beijing at the end of October.

Exactly the same as the Martial Arts Academy, the buildings of the Wenyuan Academy also carry a strong sense of murder.

On the main entrance hangs the gold characters of "Wenyuan" written by the emperor himself, and couplets hang on both sides.

The first couplet: Ear salary, Erlu, people's fat and people's ointment.

The second couplet: The people are easy to abuse, but the sky is hard to bully.

This couplet is familiar to almost every official in the officialdom of Ming Dynasty, so it is not surprising.After all, saying it is one thing, but being able to do it is another.

But what is striking about this pair of couplets is that the book is wild grass, flowing clouds and flowing water, like a black dragon, as if there are dragon claws torn horizontally and vertically, and the thunder rolls.

"Good word!"

Zhou Jing, chief envoy of Shanxi Zuo, couldn't help admiring, "This calligraphy skill is comparable to that of Kuangcao, which already has the foundation of Wang Youjun."

"Yeah, there is such a holy book in this dynasty, let me see who signed it..."

Zhang Chun, the right chief envoy who was also in the Shanxi chief envoy, looked at it carefully, and read: "In the 15th year of Yongle, the crown prince Zhu Gaoxuan's question... offends offend."

He hastily shut his mouth, it was a crime of disrespect for him to blurt out the crown prince's name just now.

"It's okay, the prince has a big heart and doesn't care about small things here."

Among the first batch of students of the Academy of Arts, a young man came out.

This person looked to be about 20 years old, but he was wearing a red official robe with a golden pheasant embroidered on his chest. He was obviously a second-rank official, and no one dared to underestimate him.For such a young second-rank official, looking at Daming, there is only the Su family brother.

Zhang Chun hastily made a bow and said: "Su Zongxian, it's a pleasure to meet you. Zhang Chun, the chief envoy of Shanxi, has long admired his name."

The chief envoy is from the second rank, while the chief constitution, that is, the censor of Zuodu, is the second rank.However, the two are not in the same system, so there is no need to call them subordinates.

Su Wu bowed back with a smile: "Lord Zhang, I have long admired you."

Zhang Chundao: "Su Zongxian is young and promising. He is the chief political envoy. After hearing what he has heard and asked, the next time we meet, I am afraid that he will be honored as Prime Minister Su."

Su Wu waved his hand and said, "The Ministry of Education of the People's Republic of China has been abolished long ago, and there will be no such thing as Xiangguo in the future. I, Su, have no real skills, but thanks to the help of the crown prince, I am now the second-rank official. I am ashamed and ashamed."

"Su Zongxian is too humble. I heard that the crown prince originally wanted you to be the education officer of the Academy of Arts. It was only later that Mr. Xia asked the crown prince to serve as the dean, and Mr. Yang Ge was the education officer. This made you As a student, in this way, we should all learn from Su Zongxian..."

Su Wu suddenly raised his hand to interrupt, narrowing his eyes slightly: "Where did you hear these words?"

As the confidant of the East Palace and the Minister of Consolidation, he naturally knows the inside story of the Academy of Arts.

But where did Zhang Chun hear it?
The series of arrangements made by the officials of the Academy of Arts are secrets among secrets. In the beginning, only five people, Zhu Gaoxuan, Yang Rong, Xia Yuanji, Su Wu, and His Majesty the Emperor, knew about them.Later, the list of clerks and officials was deliberated, and how many people knew the inside story, but the number of people who knew about it was definitely no more than two hands, and they were all important officials in Beijing.

However, Zhang Chun, a provincial official in Shanxi, seemed to be able to speak clearly about this confidential matter, as if he knew the inside and outside of it long ago.

Where did he hear it from?

Zhang Chun smiled slightly, and said: "Zhang was born in the Imperial Academy, and he has many friends in Beijing, so he can hear more rumors. Zhang has always admired the crown prince, but it is difficult for him to enter the palace because he has no front teeth. I have long heard that Su Zongxian and the Crown Prince have a very good relationship, and I wonder if Mr. Zongxian can recommend something to Zhang, so that Zhang can work better for the Crown Prince in the future, and also make himself better."

Su Wu smiled slightly: "It's easy to say, easy to say."

He waved his hand to the side and said, "Yu Qian, come and pay a visit to Mr. Zhang."

Hearing Su Wu's voice, a green-robed official in the crowd turned his head. Among all the red-clothed officials, he was the only one wearing a green robe.

Official robes in red are for officials of the first to fourth ranks.

Tsing Yi official robes are for officials of the fifth to seventh ranks.

As for the officials of the eighth and ninth ranks, they wear green robes.The robes, wats, and belts of officials who have not entered the ranks are the same as those below the eighth rank.

The students in the first phase of the Academy of Arts are all important officials from the two capitals and other provinces, and the last ones must be the left and right counselors of the fourth grade. This one in the green robe stands out from the crowd and attracts attention.

Yu Qian walked over, cupped his hands to Su Wu symbolically, and raised his neck, a man in a green robe was like this to a man in a red robe, which showed how arrogant he was.

Su Wu knew Qian quite well, knowing that this son disobeyed everyone except His Highness, and he was used to it.

"Su Zongxian, who is this?" Zhang Chun was a little confused.

"Master of Zuo Chunfang, Yu Qian." Su Wu said.

Zhang Chun suddenly realized that Master Yilang of Zuo Chunfang, an official of the East Palace, turned out to be someone close to the prince, no wonder.

How can someone who can come to the Academy of Arts for further studies with a sixth-rank official position and sit on an equal footing with important officials from various provinces be a person without a background?
Su Wu said with a smile: "Yu Qian has two skills, one is good at reciting poems and making a match, and the other is knowing people and judging fate. Today just so happens, why don't you let Yu Qian show Mr. Zhang a look?"

Zhang Chun laughed, and immediately looked at Yu Qian: "Yu Xiaoyou, I wonder if I could excuse me, so I can take a look for the old man?"

Yu Qian glanced at him and said, "Yes."

Such a flirtatious attitude made Zhang Chun quite displeased, and he thought to himself: "It's just a small sixth-rank official who dares to be so disrespectful to this old man. He really doesn't understand the way of being an official." '

But when he thought that the other party belonged to the prince, he suppressed the displeasure in his heart.

Yu Qian looked and looked, and said lightly: "Your Excellency's eyes are dull, your left ear is disfigured, your seal hall is sunken, your ground pavilion is short, your brows are protruding, and your life is full of tendons. All the signs show that your Excellency has suffered a bloody disaster recently, and it is impossible to escape." Jie. I advise Your Excellency to go home quickly, order a good coffin, and plan for your own funeral."

Zhang Chun was awkward in place, not knowing what to say.

(End of this chapter)