My father Yong Le Emperor, you let me keep a low profile

Chapter 91 What is Yan Shenggong, isn't it just a chaste memorial archway?

"Haha, I haven't seen you in the fourth year and I've grown a lot taller. As expected, that proverb has been confirmed. 23 is still running wild."

The sky is dim, the old man's imperial study, and the four brothers gathered together.

As soon as Zhu Gaoyu entered the room, the second child, Zhu Gaoxu, ran up to hug him.

"Second brother, it doesn't mean that I haven't noticed it yet. When I changed my clothes this morning, I felt that the clothes were short, but they were long again."

Zhu Gaoyu raised his hand with a smile, indicating that his clothes were too short.

"Haha, among our brothers, you are the tallest. It seems that my mother gave you all the delicious food." Zhu Gaosui, who was holding a teacup, also joked cheerfully.

"Give me everything." Zhu Gaoyu pointed to Zhu Pangpang, who was smiling beside him, "Look at the figure of my elder brother, who gave all the delicious food to?"

"Hahaha……"

The four brothers immediately became happy.

"By the way, fourth brother, your third brother and I planned to pick you up with the boss, but the old man refused to let you go. Don't be angry with your brother."

"How could I be angry with you, second brother? They are all my brothers. I'm not a child anymore. What can I do?"

"If it wasn't for meeting the soldiers, I wouldn't even have to go, I would have come back by myself."

"Hey, that's good. By the way, fourth brother, you are going to invite me and your second brother to dinner tonight. I heard that you have made a lot of money in Wa country this time."

Zhu Gaoyu rolled his eyes, "Third brother, where did you hear the gossip? Where did I find something? I finally found a silver mine. I haven't touched it here yet. The old man Xia Yuanjin is just a dick He ran over in a hurry, and now he is like an old hen, sitting on it and not leaving."

"When I came back, I said I would take him with me, but what did the old man say?"

"How do you say?"

The three of them became interested, and curiously heard the excitement.

Zhu Gaoyu patted the table unhappily, "The old man said, why do you come back, looking at the empty warehouse, and a bunch of people who lick their faces and ask for money every day?"

"It's better to look at the silver mountain and feel at ease than to come back tired and half dead and be angry."

Zhu Gaoxu also slapped the table and snorted coldly when he heard the words: "Huh, this old man is still wronged. Every year when I go to ask for salary, the old man's face is not to mention how ugly."

"It means that the old man is used to him. If it were someone else, I would have slapped him to death."

"Who are you four speaking ill of?"

Just when Zhu Gaosui was about to condemn Xia Yuanji, the old man's voice sounded from outside.

The four brothers who were chatting quickly stood up and bowed to the door.

"I have seen the emperor!"

The old man who walked in waved his hand, took the first bowl of porridge, and started to eat it.

"Show them what I brought."

After making a large bowl, the old man picked up a steamed bun, took a bite, and waved to the eunuchs following him.

The four Tie Hanhan who sat down again looked at each other suspiciously.

It's time to go to court after dinner, why is the old man discussing things again at this time?

Zhu Gaoyu blinked at Zhu Pangpang who was sitting opposite: Boss, do you know what's going on?

Zhu Pangpang squeezed his eyes: I don't know, I was going to go to court after dinner at home, but the old man called me over and said that we would have breakfast together.

Zhu Gaoyu looked at the second and third child, and both of them returned unclear glances, expressing that it was the old man who called for breakfast.

Soon the little eunuch brought a large pile of playbooks and put them on the table next to him.

Grilling meat with onions, the old man who made two buns in a row wiped his mouth and watched the four brothers point to the playbook.

"Look at it all, it was delivered yesterday."

"what!"

"I used to think they were quite honest and knew how to advance and retreat."

"Now it seems that they are all the same raccoon dog!"

"I didn't see the meat before, it was like a doormat, but now the meat is up to the mouth, and the fox's tail is exposed."

Listening to the old man's sarcasm, the four brothers were a little puzzled, put down the bowls in their hands, and the four Tie Hanhan came to the side of the playbook together, each of them took one and read it.

What Zhu Gaoyu held in his hand was a memorabilia written by a foreigner from the Ministry of Rites. The writing was beautiful, the rhetoric was gorgeous, and every sentence was quoted from the classics.

However, it is all nonsense in general, and the last sentence is the key point.

'The position of Lord Yansheng is suspended, and for the sake of the world, it should be established as soon as possible. '

After reading the book in his hand, Zhu Gaoyu looked at the one in Zhu Panpan's hand next to him, and the general content was similar.

"These bastards, father didn't make a decision whether to seal Yan Shenggong or not, so why are they in a hurry?"

Zhu Gaoxu, who was at the side, flipped through several books, and seeing all these contents, he curled his lips and threw them on the ground.

Seeing this, Zhu Pangpang quickly picked up the playbook, and said helplessly, "Ah, ah, ah... Be careful, my second child, this is going to get out, and someone is going to impeach you again."

Zhu Gaoxu curled his lips indifferently: "Boss, you are too soft, and you are used to these stinky scholars. If you want me to see, whoever is disobedient will be dragged out and beaten. I want to see if their mouth is hard or the court stick is hard. "

Helping Zhu Pangpang put away the notebook, Zhu Gaoyu waved to the eunuch and maid serving in the room.

The old man's personal eunuch took a look at the old man and saw that the old man was just eating his own breakfast, so he led the people out.

When the door was closed, Zhu Gaoyu helped the old man serve a bowl of porridge, sat beside him and asked, "Father, what do you think?"

Swallowing the steamed buns in his mouth, the old man took a sip of the porridge, glanced at Zhu Gaoyu, and said, "What else can I think, if it wasn't for the fact that Zhang Fu's fight was almost over, I would have someone pretend to be a cross-legged rioter , and made them too."

"In this way, we can increase our troops to continue fighting, and we can also deal with a disgusting pile of shit."

"Ahem..." Zhu Gaoyu, who was drinking porridge, choked when he heard the old man's words, picked up the towel on the table and wiped his mouth, and said righteously: "Father, after the saints, no matter how much you hate them You can’t use this method, if it spreads, it will damage your reputation.”

"Humph!"

The old man snorted twice, returned a look that you can understand, and drank the rice porridge in the bowl in one gulp.

"Okay, I called the four of you here, not to let you really have breakfast, tell me, what do you think."

"Boss, you speak first!"

The old man called the name directly, and Zhu Pangpang pondered for a while and said: "Father, my son feels that since the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty want the Nankong family to succeed Duke Yansheng, if they directly refuse, it may cause dissatisfaction among the princes."

"You mean to give it to them." The old man interrupted suddenly.

Noticing something wrong with the old man's tone, Zhu Pangpang shook his head quickly.

"My son's idea is that you can't give everything."

"Only give them the title of Yan Shenggong, and all the land that was previously rewarded will be taken back."

The old man didn't say a word, but looked at Zhu Gaoxu, "Second brother, tell me."

Zhu Gaoxu, who paid attention to his father's tone the whole time, noticed that the old man seemed to disagree with the boss's solution, so he thought he understood the old man's mind, and said bluntly: "I don't think it should be given to them, who to be awarded the title is up to you, father." , You have not made a decision yet, and they jointly requested, isn't it forcing the palace?"

"My son thinks that you shouldn't give it just because of it. If you give it to them, wouldn't it make people think that you are afraid of them, Daddy?"

The old man turned his head to look at Zhu Gaosui, raised his chin, and signaled that he was here.

The old man didn't say anything about giving or not, Zhu Gaosui was a little embarrassed, the old man's mind was becoming more and more difficult to figure out.

It doesn't matter whether you give or not, what kind of trouble is going to happen?

"Say."

The old man knocked on the table to remind Zhu Gaosui to hurry up.

Zhu Gaosui gritted his teeth, and said directly: "I agree with the second brother's idea. The title is the royal family's recognition of a person's achievements. My son originally thought that the Kong family did not make any achievements, so why did they get this title."

"As for the post-sage, this statement is completely nonsense. After so many years, the world was so chaotic before, isn't it certain?"

"Besides, didn't they always say that the north is orthodox? Now that the north is gone, it means that the blood of the saint has been cut off."

"He is a common blood in the south. The imperial court gave him the title as a reward for him, and if he didn't give him it was an encouragement for him."

"Whether to give or not is entirely at the court's discretion. He is trying to make trouble by persecuting the court like this."

"With their behavior, even if you just want to give it to him, your son will propose to stop it for him."

The old man finally had an expression, and nodded slightly, obviously he was very satisfied with Zhu Gaosui's answer.

Whether to give or not is a matter for the imperial court. After recognizing you as a saint, the imperial court does not recognize you. What kind of feather are you?

In fact, at the beginning, the old man only planned to take back the land and give the title to the Nankong family.

But yesterday, many officials petitioned to grant the title to the Nankong family, which made the old man very dissatisfied.

Regardless of whether this behavior was secretly ordered by the Nankong family, the old man blamed them for this matter.

"Fourth, tell me."

Although he was satisfied with Zhu Gaosui's answer, the old man still wanted to hear Zhu Gaoyu's thoughts.

Zhu Gaoyu finally understood.

The old man wanted to cancel all the title rewards of the Kong family, but he didn't want to get a bad reputation.

After all, even his father, who hates the Kong family so much, gave the Kong family the title.

What kind of urine is a scholar, the old man knows best.

If he disregarded the objections of the officials and forcibly canceled all the treatment of the Kong family, he would not have a good reputation in the history books in the future.

Those scholars who talk nicely and are full of male robbers and female prostitutes absolutely make him unhearable.

Even the Jingnan incident of his rebellion will add fuel and vinegar, and expand infinitely.

For the sake of his own reputation, the old man repaired the Yongle Grand Ceremony, went to the West, and personally led the army, and went to the north for many times.

If all my years of hard work were wasted because of a poor family, the old man would naturally not be reconciled.

Killing can be controlled for a while, but in the future, he can't kill all the scholars in the world.

So regarding the matter of the Kong family, the old man is very troubled.

Understanding the old man's thoughts, Zhu Gaoyu said slowly: "This matter is actually a bit tricky. No one cares about the court and the princes who get the title of Lord Yansheng."

"The reason why they are working so hard now is that they hope that the imperial court will give the title to the Nankong family. It is nothing more than a face."

"It's like the chastity archway for sisters and children. Whether they are chaste or not is one thing, but this archway must have it."

"Hahaha……"

Zhu Gaoyu's metaphor made the old man and the others laugh.

Although Zhu Pangpang felt that this was inappropriate, but based on his understanding of literati, it seemed that this was really the case.

Looking at the old man who was laughing, Zhu Gaoyu said seriously: "My son feels that it is not worthwhile to ruin father's reputation and make father and his officials quarrel for an insignificant Kong family."

Zhu Gaoxu glared, "Fourth brother, you don't want Dad to give them the title and those lands, do you?"

"Dong dong dong..."

Zhu Gaoyu reached out and knocked on the table, "Listen to me."

Zhu Gaoyu's knock on the table stunned the other three brothers.

Zhu Gaoyu's movements and habits of knocking on the table are exactly the same as the old man's.

Zhu Gaoxu felt emotional in his heart, no wonder the old man dotes on the fourth child so much.

They used to say that he looks like the old man, but now, he doesn't look like him. The fourth child is the one who looks the most like him.

That demeanor, that appearance, that movement, are exactly the same.

"With the many years of rewards from the imperial court and the recognition of the rewards from the previous dynasty, the land of Shandong has immediately become the country of the Confucian family."

"This is only for now. If this title continues to exist, future emperors will definitely award it again."

"Countless rewards and rewards to support a family whose character and status do not match, this is ruining my luck."

"Besides, everyone knows what kind of family this family is."

"In case something goes wrong one day in the future, this family may turn around, ignore the royal family's kindness, and seek refuge with others."

"With the influence of their family, even if it is a foreign race, it will quickly gain a foothold."

"So, the existence of this family is full of harm and no benefit. I believe that father also has this idea, so he doesn't want this title to continue to exist and harm future generations."

Zhu Gaoyu's words made the old man blush, how could he think so much.

He wanted to revoke the title of Duke Yansheng just because they were in conflict with each other, and he was upset.

"Ahem... What Si'er said is very close to my heart. As a father, I have seen clearly the essence of this family, and I don't want to bring harm to the descendants. That's why I'm desperate to cancel them."

Zhu Pangpang nodded seriously.

At the beginning, he really didn't think so much. When Zhu Gaoyu said this, he felt that the existence of the Kong family could really bring about a risk of instability.

Speechlessly glanced at the old man who was plastering gold on his face, Zhu Gaoyu continued: "But these risks, the literati and literati can't see them, or they see them, but they don't care."

"Because this is a royal risk, and it has nothing to do with them."

"The Kong family and Yan Shenggong are their archways, and they must not be left without."

"Without this archway, it would be embarrassing to surrender to other forces in the future without this shield."

"Ha ha…"

The old man couldn't help laughing sarcastically, Zhu Gaoyu's words were on point.

Why does the title of Lord Yansheng always exist? Isn't it because some literati use it as a shield when necessary.

"So my final thoughts are."

Zhu Gaoyu looked at several people, and said: "The Nankong family can want a title, but they have to exchange credit for it."

"Don't talk about the inheritance of the Confucian family, the Northern Confucian family, our Zhu family's royal family has recognized it."

"Now that the Beikong family is all dead, if other branches want to take over all of this, they have to exchange credit for it."

"Other titles will be downgraded every generation. Your Nankong family has no credit and no achievements. Why do you just take over all of them with empty teeth?"

"All in all, if they want to easily obtain the title, they must either find a registered direct descendant of the Beikong family, or exchange for corresponding credit."

"Otherwise there is no need to talk about it."

"Our imperial court will not cancel this title, just leave it there, but whether you are qualified enough to take this position is another matter."

"it is good!"

Satisfied, the old man slapped the table and said hello.

Yes, the imperial court recognizes everything about the Kong family, but whether you are qualified enough to inherit it all is up to the imperial court.

If you don't bring something out, you want to get a title and so much land for nothing, you never dreamed of doing it.

Zhu Pangpang nodded first, then frowned, and raised his concerns: "Then let them do something to give them credit. If it's just some trivial matter, those literati will probably help them. That would violate our principle." Original intention."

Zhu Gaoyu sneered: "Help, I'm afraid they won't have the courage to help."

"How's that?"

The old man became interested and urged Zhu Gaoyu to speak quickly.

Zhu Gaoyu said slowly: "The Kong family was able to obtain the position of Duke Yansheng because their ancestors and ancestors of all generations educated and educated all living beings in exchange for it."

"Now that the direct bloodline has been cut off, if they want to take over all of these, they have to make the same feats if they want to take over all of this."

"And it just so happens that we have such a piece of land in our hands, which can let them play their remaining heat."

With a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhu Gaoyu knocked on the table and said: "Waguo, send them to Waguo, let them learn from their ancestors, and educate the people of Waguo."

"When the people of the Wa Kingdom think the same way as our Ming Dynasty, and are willing to give up everything and submit to my Ming Dynasty, then they will have completed their mission."

"In this way, the mouths of the officials can be blocked, and the court can temporarily take back everything belonging to the Confucius family, and it also saves the court the trouble of educating the Japanese country."

This is Zhu Gaoyu's second plan for the Japanese country, the cultural invasion, to completely wash away this race spiritually.

Leaving aside other things, Confucian teachings are very strong in brainwashing.

If the members of the Nankong family want to obtain the title of Duke, they must first educate the country of Wa.

"Then if they finish it, will the title be given to them?"

Zhu Gaoxu frowned, and asked the doubts in his heart.

"Give it to them?" Zhu Gaoyu smiled disdainfully, and said lightly: "What qualifications does a family that is interbred with other families have to become my Great Ming's Yan Shenggong?"

The eyes of the old man and the others lit up instantly.

They finally understood that Zhu Gaoyu was taking advantage of the Kong family, and he didn't intend to give any benefits.

"High, really high."

Zhu Gaoxu gave a thumbs up and said with admiration:

"I didn't see it, fourth child, you still have such insidious means."

Zhu Gaoyu's face darkened, and he reached out to knock Zhu Gaoxu away and gave him a thumbs up.

"What is insidious? It's called waste utilization, okay?"

"That's right, it's the second brother who made a mistake, it's waste recycling, hahaha..."

ps: The protagonist’s son’s name was changed. At first, I only thought of the implication, ignoring that the three generations can’t have the same pronunciation, so I changed it to: Zhu Zhanjin!
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