My father Zhu Gaoxu

Chapter 67
When the lanterns came on, the palace was brightly lit.

In the study room, Sun Ruowei was holding a piece of loose ink, shaking it lightly with his slender hands, and the clear water in the inkstone slowly turned into ink.

Holding a big pen in his hand, Zhu Zhanhe stared at a large piece of paper spread out on the table, concentrating on it for a long time, and finally dipped in the ink, picked up the pen and wrote the word "sorrow" on the paper.

Sun Ruowei saw that Zhu Zhanhe held back for a long time before he could hold back a word of sorrow, and he couldn't help laughing and said: "People say that young people don't know sorrow, son, you have a noble status, what is there to worry about?"

"Ninety-nine percent of men worry because they have no money!"

Zhu Zhanhe sighed, it's actually quite nice to have someone who can talk by his side.

"Isn't Shizi's printing workshop a very good business, why is there no money?"

Sun Ruowei asked in surprise.

"You don't understand, there is no conflict between good business and no money."

Zhu Zhanhe sighed again. Many companies in later generations seem to have a prosperous business, but when they actually checked the accounts, they found that they not only had no money, but might even owe money.

The business of the printing workshop was good, and indeed it made money, but all the money was invested in the expansion of the workshop. During this time, Ma An lived in the workshop, busy recruiting workers, expanding and other matters every day.

Originally, Zhu Zhanhe didn't plan to expand so fast, and even planned to rely on the money earned from the workshop to get a dividend at the end of the year, which would be enough for the next year's expenses.

But the Yongle Grand Ceremony disrupted Zhu Zhanhe's plan.

The technology of copper movable type printing has been handed over to the Printing Bureau. He is not afraid that the Printing Bureau will snatch the business. After all, the Yongle Grand Ceremony alone is enough for the Printing Bureau to be busy for a year and a half, and the Printing Bureau is only responsible for printing books for the royal family. Will be involved in business matters.

But in a place like the Printing Bureau, the secret of printing with movable copper type will not be kept for long. There is no patent law these days, and whoever learns it will own it.

Under such circumstances, Zhu Zhanhe had no choice but to speed up the expansion of the printing workshop, and strive to seize a part of the printing market before others also got copper movable type printing technology. This is called the first-mover advantage.

"It's still too slow to expand just by earning money!"

Zhu Zhanhe whispered to himself, if a company in future generations wants to expand rapidly, the best way is to get investment, but the three major shareholders of them are poor ghosts, and it would be good if they don’t take the money from the workshop, let alone Put more money in.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the courtyard, and then the door was pushed open, and Princess Han walked in with two maids.

"Mother, why are you here?"

Zhu Zhanhe was quite surprised and hurried forward to salute.

"I'm bored, let's see if you're asleep?"

The princess of Han came to the desk, and when she saw the word "sorrow" written on it, she couldn't help laughing and said: "Look at your broken handwriting, since you are seven or eight years old, you haven't improved at all!"

"My mother taught me that the child didn't even sleep, just to practice writing!"

Zhu Zhanhe chuckled.

"I heard that you are working on a printing workshop recently, and you are making a lot of money?"

Unexpectedly, Princess Han suddenly asked with great interest when she changed the subject.

Zhu Zhanhe glanced at Sun Ruowei next to him, no need to ask, it must be this girl who said that when Princess Han accepted her as a maid, she sent her to take care of her own food and daily life, another purpose was to keep an eye on her.

"Mother, I'm not the only one in the workshop, Zhang Zhong and Zhu Yong are also in it!"

Zhu Zhanhe was afraid that the princess of Han would steal his workshop again, so he immediately made a point.

"Stingy, can mother still steal your things?"

Princess Han glared at Zhu Zhanhe angrily, and then suddenly said with some relief: "I know that you have done some serious business, it's too late for my mother to be happy."

Princess Han said and waved to the outside, and immediately two healthy women walked in carrying a box.

"Huh? This box looks familiar!"

As Zhu Zhanhe spoke, he suddenly remembered, isn't this the box he used to save money in, and later the Princess Han took all the money in the box with him.

"I will return your money to you. Mother knows that it is not so easy to open a workshop. Money is needed everywhere, so I will return the money to you. Don't waste it on me!"

Concubine Han pulled Zhu Zhanhe's ear again as she spoke, for fear that he would forget the lesson from last time.

"Great, mother, you are the merciful and compassionate Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva!"

Excitedly, Zhu Zhanhe picked up his mother and twirled it around, then ran over to hold the money box and refused to let go.

Concubine Han was taken aback, her feet finally fell to the ground, she was still in shock, seeing her son's worthless appearance, she couldn't help but annoyed and said: "Stinky boy, seeing money is closer than seeing mother, heartless!"

At night, Zhu Zhanhe was lying on the bed, under the bed was a cash box containing tens of thousands of pennies, feeling extremely at ease, falling asleep much faster than usual.

But when Zhu Zhanhe was sleeping in a daze, he was suddenly shaken awake.

"My son, wake up!"

Sun Ruowei said in a low voice anxiously, she usually sleeps outside, so that it is convenient to communicate anything.

"What's the matter, it's dawning so soon?"

Zhu Zhanhe rubbed his eyes, feeling that he had just slept for a while.

"No, the maid next to the princess came to report that the princess and the prince had quarreled!"

Sun Ruowei said anxiously again.

"Hey~, what else should I do? Isn't it normal for husband and wife to quarrel?"

Zhu Zhanhe said indifferently, then covered his head and continued to sleep.

But Sun Ruowei pulled down his quilt and said again: "It's different this time. I heard that the princess is crying, so the maid came to invite you over."

"My mother is crying!"

Zhu Zhanhe jumped up when he heard the words, feeling that the matter might be more serious than he thought.

"Quick! Help me get dressed!"

Zhu Zhanhe hurriedly jumped out of bed, Sun Ruowei called two maids, and the three hurriedly helped Zhu Zhanhe get dressed.

Zhu Zhanhe didn't care about combing his hair, so he came to the inner house with his hair loose.

When I first came to Zhu Gaoxu and Han Wangfei's bedroom, I immediately felt that the atmosphere here was not right, and the eunuchs and maids dared not show their atmosphere.

After crossing a screen and entering the inner bedroom, I saw Zhu Gaoxu sitting on a chair with a livid face, and there was a broken vase on the ground.

Concubine Han was sitting on the side of the bed, sobbing softly while wiping her tears.

"Father, mother, what's the matter with you?"

Zhu Zhanhe bit the bullet and stepped forward to ask.

Housework is the most troublesome, not to mention it is a quarrel between father and mother, and it is even more difficult to handle when the son is caught in the middle.

"Zhanhe, you came just in time, please persuade your mother, I will go to the study to sleep!"

Unexpectedly, Zhu Gaoxu didn't even explain, and walked away after speaking.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep with your armor and weapons in your arms!"

Unexpectedly, Princess Han broke out again when she heard the words, and yelled at Zhu Gaoxu again.

But Zhu Gaoxu didn't look back, and went straight out of the bedroom and left.

"Without conscience, seeing me crying and not even coaxing me, I can't live through this day!"

Princess Han used her strengths as a woman to hold the quilt and cry endlessly.

"Mom, my father is not here anymore, no matter how hard you cry, he won't be able to see you!"

Zhu Zhanhe stepped forward helplessly to persuade him.

"Who let him watch it, can't I cry and show it to myself?"

As soon as Princess Han slapped the bed, she was about to transfer her anger to Zhu Zhanhe.

"All right, all right, but can you tell me what's going on first, what's the good fight?"

Zhu Zhanhe stepped forward and asked, staying awake in the middle of the night, running so far, at least he must figure out the reason for the quarrel between the two, right?
"Hmph, it's all your father's fault. He danced with a group of soldiers every day on the school grounds, and got all bruised. I said a few words to him when I saw him, but he was in a hurry!"

Concubine Han stopped crying at this time, and complained to her son with a tear.

"Just... just because of this, you guys are arguing so hard?"

Zhu Zhanhe couldn't laugh or cry, he thought it was a big deal, but he didn't expect it to be some trivial matter.

"You think it's a trivial matter?"

Unexpectedly, Princess Han stared and questioned.

"My father is a military commander, and he likes to lead troops. He must not relax in the training of soldiers. Isn't it normal to get a little injury?"

Zhu Zhanhe patiently explained.

Princess Han suddenly stood up when she heard her son's words, and then waved to the maid in the room: "You all stand down!"

The maids agreed and retreated one by one, leaving only their mother and son in the room.

"Son, can't you see what your father is thinking? Now that our Ming Dynasty is strong, we don't need him as a prince to lead troops to fight, but he still trains soldiers every day. What do you think he wants to do?"

Princess Han asked Zhu Zhanhe with a serious face.

"No way, my father probably doesn't have the guts... right?"

Zhu Zhanhe felt a little guilty when he said this, because Zhu Gaoxu did rebel in history.

"Why not, let me tell you, when I first married your father, your grandfather was still the King of Yan. At that time, he also trained soldiers in the palace every day, exactly the same as your father now!"

Concubine Han said in a tone of someone who had come here.

"This one……"

Zhu Zhanhe has no way to refute, Zhu Di has indeed set a bad example for his son.

"Son, you were not even born when your grandfather first joined the army. I remember that year when the Jianwen army besieged Beijing. Your father and your grandfather were not in the city. At that time, your grandmother put on the armor and went to the top of the city to supervise the battle. Although she is a general's tiger girl, she is a woman after all, and it is her first time to go to the battlefield. After going down to the city, she vomited so badly that she didn't eat for a few days."

Princess Han wiped her tears again when she said this.

"At that time, your aunt, third aunt, and sister-in-law and I prepared poison, and we held it in our hands when we slept, because we were afraid that if the Southern Army entered the city, we would die with poison. That kind of fear Life is worse than death, as a mother, I really don't want to do it again!"

Don't look at the fight between Princess Han and the princess last time, but in fact she doesn't have much ambition, and she doesn't want her husband to follow the old path of her father-in-law.

"During this time, I often had nightmares. Every time I dreamed that your father was covered in blood, and you and your younger brothers were also lying in a pool of blood. I couldn't wake you up no matter how much I screamed in my arms. It's all soaked."

Princess Han finally cried again.

After hearing this, Zhu Zhanhe remained silent. In the original history, Zhu Gaoxu's rebellion failed. Not only all his sons were executed, but also the female relatives of Han Wangfei were also killed.

But can Zhu Zhanji be blamed?Political cleansing is extremely cruel, even if it is Zhu Zhanhe, I am afraid it will not be much better than him.

It's just that Princess Han suffers. Before she dies, she faces the nightmare come true. I don't know how desperate she will be?
Thinking of this, Zhu Zhanhe took a long breath, held his mother's hand firmly and said: "Mother, don't worry, with me here, I will never let daddy walk on that road!"

(End of this chapter)