Daming Zhu Di: Father, why aren't you dead? !

Chapter 8 The minister has no second heart (seeking investment!)
Ji Boying glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang behind him, wondering if his joke was a little too big. If the keyboard warriors in this world knew that he asked the founding emperor of Ming Dynasty to bow to him, he might be able to knock off the keycaps.

"Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, there is no need to salute."

"Brother's words are serious, if you don't mind him, he will call us heavy eight from now on, it looks kind."

Lao Zhu's posture can be said to be very low.

Because in Lao Zhu's eyes, this Ji Boying is an exiled immortal in the world, who has already surpassed the common definition, so naturally it will not affect his throne in the world, and he can also help his Ming Dynasty extend the country.

This is obviously the heaven favored Zhu Yuanzhang and gave him the immortal master bestowed by Ming Dynasty.

Old Zhu Zhengchou doesn't know what to do to govern the world, so that our Ming Dynasty will last forever, and now it's good, as long as we hold on to this thigh, then our Ming Dynasty will easily far surpass the Han and Tang Dynasties, and catch up with the three generations.

From another point of view, even if he is the Ninth Five-Year Lord, the founding emperor, no matter how noble his status is, it can't compare to the exiled immortal who has lived for tens of thousands of years!
Therefore, in Lao Zhu's view, worshiping an immortal as a righteous brother is definitely a business that only makes money and does not lose money.

Enjoy outside the hall.

Zhu Di was walking down the palace steps slowly, Zhu Neng and Zhu Gaoxu followed closely beside him, Zhu Di's head was still buzzing at this moment, and he hadn't fully recovered yet.

"Gao Xu, is your grandpa alive or dead?"

He turned his head to look at Zhu Gaoxu, and Zhu Gaoxu was also stunned and scratched his head when he asked.

"I don't know either."

"But who cares, with the emperor's imperial edict, our calamity is justifiable, and the father should be happy."

Even Zhu Gaoxu's not-so-intelligent mind is clear about the effect of Old Zhu's edict.

"Ah."

Zhu Di didn't say much, but frowned, he was thinking about another question.

'Since the capital cannot be moved, who will be sent to garrison the northern border in the future? '

Remnant yuan is rampant, and the defense line of the northern border must be guarded by heavy troops. Should it be a general or a king?What Zhu Di worries about is that since he can fight from north to south, will there be another himself?
Even if he can ensure that the northern border is safe when he is in power, what about the successor?

Will today's Jingnan reappear?Will the separatist regime of the previous dynasty be staged?Will there be another "Shi Jingtang" who trades national interests for personal interests?
In Zhu Di's view, he must find a perfect solution to the northern border issue.

'I have to ask the immortal master. '

As soon as Zhu Laosi stopped, he turned around and strode towards the hall of enjoyment. When Fang Xiaoru passed by supporting Zhu Yunwen with a lost face, Zhu Di didn't even look at him. With his father's holy decree in his hand, this nephew is a puppet, so what if he sits on the dragon chair for another three years.

pat.

Zhu Laosi stepped over the steps of the hall quickly, and he was taken aback. There were no people in the hall, only two empty golden chairs, and seven or eight cigarette butts that fell on the ground.

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Hongwu Time and Space, Fengtian Temple.

"Brother, what you said is a bit mysterious, where in the world are there any immortals?"

"Could it be that the father was kidnapped by some monster? I heard that there is a magic technique among the people that can make people alive."

The young Zhu Si, who will be 20 years old in three months, looked at his elder brother Zhu Biao beside him, and said with a frown.

"Fourth brother, don't speak nonsense. This is Fengtian Palace, the place where the emperor has authority. What kind of monsters dare to make trouble?"

Although Zhu Biao said this, his heart was pounding. After all, it was almost an hour and there was no news at all.

"It's you boy, what do you want to do when you enter the palace this time? Are you here to ask your father and emperor for permission to become a feudal vassal?"

"Is that why you want to go to Peking?"

A Biao glanced at Zhu Si, and Zhu Si smiled.

I thought about going to Beiping, where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and there are tens of thousands of guards at will. I am the largest in the fief, and I can go to Saibei to beat the Mongols if I have nothing to do. Except for the wind and sand, it is better than being scolded by the old man here all day.

"That's all, when Father comes back, I will ask for an order for you alone."

Zhu Si was overjoyed when he heard the words, and hurriedly bowed.

"My brother thanked His Highness the Crown Prince."

"Stop it."

Zhu Biao patted Zhu Di's shoulder with a smile, and suddenly remembered the three possibilities of his own death that Ji Boying said earlier, the second of which was death by drugs. If it really died by drugs, then Zhu Si is also one of the suspects.

Although A Biao never believed that his brothers would poison him, the more books he read, the more he understood the cruelty of the royal family's children fighting for power.

"Fourth, if one day you wanted to take that position, would you choose to kill Gu?"

With a sudden sentence, the smile on Zhu Di's face froze for an instant, and then he burst into anger.

"Which thief is speaking evil words in front of big brother? To provoke the relationship between you and my brother, I will kill him!"

I don't know what Zhu Si will think in the future, but now Zhu Di, who is not yet 20 years old, can pat his chest and say that he has absolutely no intention of taking the throne.

Even on a lonely moonlit night, deep in his heart, he had some thoughts about the supreme position, but they were instantly extinguished.

Because Zhu Di knew very well that he shouldn't think about the throne regardless of emotion, propriety, reason, or courage.

In terms of love, Lao Zhu was too busy starting a business in his early years. Except for Zhu Biao, he had no time to take care of his other sons. This is why Zhu Si didn’t have his own name until he was seven years old.

Yu Li, Zhu Biao is the eldest son, and he was the son of the prince when Lao Zhu proclaimed himself King of Wu, and the second imperial decree after Lao Zhu founded the country was to canonize Zhu Biao as the prince.

Yu Li, Zhu Biao has assisted Lao Zhu in handling political affairs for more than ten years. All the officials in the court are convinced, and the subjects of the world support him. It is undisputed that people want him to be his successor.

Yu Dan, Zhu Di understood Zhu Biao's position in Lao Zhu's heart. If anyone among the princes dared to take Zhu Biao and replace him, there was no need for Zhu Biao to do anything, and Lao Zhu would kill him in advance.

Ever since he was named King of Yan, Zhu Di has always been very clear about his position, that is, to be the king of the frontier fortress, honestly guarding the northern border of Ming Dynasty for his elder brother.

"Gu just said it casually, don't take it to heart."

Zhu Biao smiled and didn't take it seriously.

"Brother, if you don't explain what happened today, I will feel bad about it."

Zhu Di clung to it tightly, for him, this was no small matter.

"All right, all right, I'll tell you."

Then, Zhu Biao recounted the three causes of death of Prince Yiwen that Ji Boying had mentioned in the palace earlier.

"Monster! This Ji Boying is definitely a monster!"

"Hmph, when he appears, I must kill him!"

Zhu Di shook his sleeve angrily, and then looked at Zhu Biao again.

"Brother, my younger brother has no second thoughts about you."

"If there are false words, the sky will strike with lightning!"

Zhu Biao smiled, raised his hand and patted Zhu Di on the shoulder.

"Well, I don't know."

Kacha...Boom!

The majestic thunder exploded in this sunny day.

A Biao's hand froze.

The fourth child's face was bewildered.

The people in the outer city of Yingtian Mansion heard undulating voices.

It's thundering!Clothes are collected...!
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(End of this chapter)