Traveling through the heavens from the prequel of the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 811 I’m just an ordinary boy who likes to play with swords, guns, swords and sticks.

At this time, Yao Guangxiao said lightly:

"He who is not surprised or delighted when hearing words can do great things; he who does not complain or get angry when he hears slander can be used for great purposes; he who does not shy away from danger and is not afraid of it can bear heavy responsibilities; he who is sincere and does not rely on it and does not ask for help can make great plans."

"Be obedient, do not rejoice in adversity, do not be frightened, be at peace, do not indulge in danger, do not be frightened, have thunder in your chest and face as flat as a lake, you can worship the general."

"The emperor can have such a God-given Lin'er, so how can he kill him in pain?"

Zhu Di’s face has profound meaning:

"God-given Lin'er? This brat Zhu Zhanji has been taught by you since he was a child, and you are willing to let him be abolished and end up miserable in the future?"

Yao Guangxiao said calmly:

"You can see the whole picture at a glance. It may seem unpredictable, but everything you do does not lose warmth. If you are really cruel and ruthless, you won't do something now. Instead, you will wait for the right time and hit it with one blow."

Zhu Di replied calmly:

"That's right. If I had waited a hundred years later, this boy would have been fully fledged and could easily seize the throne."

After a while, Yang Jiao spoke calmly and calmly:

"I'm afraid you two are mistaken. I kept silent. Just because I didn't know anything, I thought that if I said more, I would be wrong. If I said less, I would be wrong."

"I vaguely remember that even if the emperor is my grandfather, we have only met each other less than ten times in the past ten years. Therefore, let alone closeness, we cannot even count it as familiarity. Meeting my father and you again is like a mouse meeting a cat. I have an unspeakable fear, so I simply don’t speak, wanting to know why the emperor summoned me to Jiming Temple for no reason.”

He paused, looked at Zhu Di and continued:

"But I don't want to hear you blame everything on me. It really makes me ashamed. I'm just an ordinary young man who likes to play with swords, guns, swords and sticks. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

The two of them saw that Yang Jiao was not as frivolous and careless as a young man should be, and couldn't help but look at each other. Zhu Di felt angry and funny at the same time. He really thought that he was old and lost his mind.

"No wonder your father's temperament has changed drastically in recent years. His role as a filial son and loyal minister is real. With your son teaching you through words and deeds, how can you not make progress?"

Yang Jiao Gujing Wubo said:

"If your Majesty really wants to find out someone, just ask my father. I really know nothing."

Zhu Di said coldly:

"You know nothing about it. I'm afraid your kid taught your father how to tell lies."

At this moment, Zhu Zhanji appeared outside the Zen room, looking cautious.

He bowed and walked in, knelt on the ground, and looked at Zhu Di with a troubled expression.

"What's going on? Boy."

"Grandpa, my dad. He misses you."

"Miss me? Really?"

"He said so himself."

When Zhu Di heard this, he looked at Yang Jiao:

"You boy, come with me."

"Yes."

Immediately, Zhu Zhanji took Zhu Di to a pavilion in a courtyard of the temple, and Yang Jiao followed him silently.

The three of them saw Zhu Gaochi kneeling on the pavilion to greet him from a distance.

Zhu Di walked into the pavilion and told Zhu Zhanji, who was riding in front of him and behind his horse:

"Leave me alone and help your father go."

"Yes."

When Zhu Di saw Zhu Zhanji helping Zhu Gaochi up, he said:

"sit down."

"Yes."

Zhu Zhanji was very discerning and moved a stool for his father to sit on.

"Boss, you are old." Zhu Di looked at Zhu Gaochi deeply.

"Yes, there is no truth in immortality in the world." Zhu Gaochi looked at Zhu Zhanji with a smile:

"When the child was first born, his father didn't have a single gray hair on his head. But now that the child has grown so big, it's no good if he refuses to accept his old age." Zhu Di said with deep meaning:

"Why does this sound so much like me? What's the matter? The prince got impatient and came to persuade me to take the Zen position?"

Zhu Zhanji quickly said:

"Grandpa, how dare my father."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Jiao stood beside him and asked to leave:

"Your Majesty, it's not appropriate for me, the son of a vassal, to be here in such a situation. It's better for me to step down, lest I hear words I shouldn't hear and find myself in trouble."

Zhu Di glanced over:

"Is your kid here to cause trouble for me too?"

Without waiting for Yang Jiao's reply, he asked Zhu Zhanji:

"Child, I will teach you to be a good boy. What kind of person do you think your father is?"

This question immediately stopped Zhu Zhanji.

Seeing this, Zhu Di said again:

"Go ahead, I won't blame you if I'm wrong."

Seeing that his son never dared to speak, Zhu Gaochi said:

"Grandpa asks you, just tell me."

Zhu Zhanji thought for a while, smiled obediently and said:

"Then let me tell you, my father is an honest man."

"Why don't you just say it?" Zhu Di asked back:

"Honesty is another name for useless. Do you think your father is a useless person?"

"Me, me." Zhu Zhanji said nothing.

"Did you know that over the past few years, all local officials in all provinces, roads, prefectures, and counties have come from your father's family. They were either released by officials from the Prince's Palace, or they were promoted by your father through the imperial examination every year."

"Especially in recent years, your second uncle has become more and more low-key, which makes your third uncle no longer show off his power as before. Now the most powerful person in the Ming Dynasty is the prince sitting in front of you."

Zhu Gaochi lowered his eyebrows and said in a deep voice:

"Dad, I only have public motives for removing officials, not personal grudges."

Zhu Di said in a long voice:

"Really? What do you mean by Yang Shiqi, the subordinate officials of the Prince's Mansion, sending them all the way to the cabinet? Isn't this selfish?"

Zhu Gaochi lowered his head:

"I am the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty and the future prince. I select useful officials to serve my Ming Dynasty. If this is selfish, then it is selfish. Our Zhu family belongs to this world. If the Zhu family has no selfish motives, what kind of motives should they have? Woolen cloth?"

"Well said, this is the power of your father. Open your mouth, benevolent and righteous, shut up, be moral and righteous." Zhu Di first said to Zhu Zhanji, then looked at Zhu Gaochi:

"Our Zhu family comes from a rebellious background, how come this person appears?

Come, Great Sage, aren't you cotton balls popping out of the gutter? "

"How about you being a saint and me being a villain? I'm not afraid of more sins."

His face changed and he became angry:

"After saying that the assassin at the garden party was related to you, eight hundred pieces of paper were filed in one day to plead grievances on your behalf. Ever since the King of Han started to spread the law among local officials, it was like killing the parents of these officials. They all handed over pieces of paper to impeach the King of Han. "

"They all talk about how tyrannical and ignorant the king of Han is, and how benevolent and righteous the prince is."

"I put all these people in prison just to see how many of them are clean."

Zhu Zhanji immediately knelt down and said:

"Grandpa, those civil servants interceding for my father were really not instigated by my father. He told me privately a few days ago that what my second uncle did was a national policy that would bring about the prosperous Ming Dynasty. How could he interfere with it?"

Zhu Gaochi stood up and bowed:

"Dad, if you make me the prince, you know that I will not rebel. I don't have any great talents or strategies, and I don't have the ability to lead troops in war. I just want everyone in the world to have food and clothes. I have no other rebellious intentions.”

"These days, you let your second son supervise the country. I know it was my father who took pity on me and asked me to rest."

(End of this chapter)