The prouder a person is, the more unwilling they are to compromise or make concessions to others.
Proud people are adventurous, stubborn, sensitive and unwilling to admit defeat. They will think that they are the favored ones of heaven and disdain to be inferior to anyone.
A proud person is full of ambition.
If Zhu Di is not such a person and does not have the idea that he should dominate the world, no matter how others instigate him, it will not help. However, he has had such an idea a long time ago, but Zhu Biao was above him before, like a mountain.
The same pressure.
Later, the mountain fell, and he thought that he, the most outstanding vassal king among the princes, could come forward. However, another mountain appeared in front of him.
What he couldn't accept the most was that this mountain was not as insurmountable as Zhu Biao. For him, he didn't need to look up at all. It was the old man. It was the old man who was partial, and that yellow-mouthed kid became the one in front of him.
mountains.
He firmly believed that it was possible, possible for him to overthrow the mountain with his own hands.
His success in history was due to many accidents and coincidences, and more importantly, he was right. The mountain of Emperor Taisun is not as insurmountable as it seems. The mountain built by the old man is just a pile of mountains that can be climbed down with an axe.
Broken rocks.
But now, the emperor's grandson is still the emperor's grandson, but Zhu Yunxi is not Zhu Yunzhen at all.
No matter how much strength Zhu Di gathered secretly, he could not break through Zhu Yunxi's mountain. And all his strength seemed so ridiculous to Zhu Yunxi.
Zhu Yunxi does not need to deliberately develop his own power. The title of Crown Prince is his greatest strength. He is the future emperor of this country. His little kindness can earn the gratitude and loyalty of his courtiers.
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Zhu Di wanted to run to the dark side.
Zhu Yunxi asked him to run until there was no way out. At that time, despair would shatter Zhu Di's heart and all his pride.
In other words, Zhu Di prepared ambitiously. But in fact, everything he did was neither painful nor itchy to Zhu Yunxi.
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There are two acres of fields in the Imperial Garden of the Forbidden City. The seedlings in the field have grown up to the calf level. They are growing vigorously and green. Whenever the wind blows, these seedlings sway with the wind, which is so beautiful.
The old man stepped on the ridges and slowly walked out of the field, his face full of joy for his crops. He wiped his sweat, rubbed the soil on his hands, and sat on the wicker chair by the field with a smile.
At this time, Pu Bucheng held a blue and white bowl and offered it, "Your Majesty, are you thirsty?"
The old man still looked at the crops in the field and took them casually. After opening the tureen, he asked in slight surprise, "Why isn't it tea? What is this? Porridge?"
The rice grains in the warm porridge water in the bowl are crystal clear, and the white porridge water is inlaid with red wolfberry and jujube.
"This is the sweet porridge cooked by the Grand Concubine for you!" Pu Bucheng said with a smile, "I just sent someone to deliver it for you to try!"
"We don't like sweet things!" Even though the old man said so, he still took a spoon and started to eat. As he ate, he smiled and said, "It's not too sweet, it has a fruity flavor. It's cool and comfortable to eat!"
"
The bowl of porridge quickly reached the bottom. The old man lowered his mouth casually and said, "Tell the people in the East Palace not to worry about us and take good care of themselves."
At this point, the smile on his face piled up, and he looked at the fields and continued, "These people are just like crops, growing from generation to generation, crop after crop!"
At this time, Pu Bucheng said from the side, "Your Majesty, people are here!"
The old man turned his head, and not far away, He Guangyi and Bu Shiren walked slowly under the guidance of the palace servants.
The smile on the old man's face faded and he sighed slightly. Pu Bucheng waved his hand, and the palace people and guards beside him silently backed away.
"My servant, please see your Majesty!"
"Is the matter done?" the old man asked calmly, "How do you say?"
"Go back to your Majesty, twenty lashes, a lot of blows!" He Guangyi said.
"Your Majesty, the fourth master knows that he is wrong!" Bu Shiren said tremblingly, "I have told him everything I need to say!"
"Are you wrong? He's so stubborn! Huh!" The old man snorted, "Did he say anything?"
"The fourth master said that he would never dare to do it again!" Bu Shiren said in front of He Guangyi, "Your Majesty, my servant is really scared when I see him like this, and I really know that I am wrong!"
"Stop talking to him!" the old man scolded, then thought deeply, "Have you killed that man?"
He Guangyi took a box from the hands of the person behind him and said, "Your Majesty, I am here!"
"Confirmed?" the old man asked.
"This is this person, I have checked it!" He Guangyi said, "However, this person died by suicide. It is said that... it is said that he stabbed himself in the heart in order not to make things difficult for King Yan!
"
"Have you seen it with your own eyes?" The old man's eyes were like daggers.
"I haven't seen it with my own eyes. At that time, King Yan was receiving the order in the hall. There was a dark room in the hall. Eunuch Bu was advising King Yan to kill this man quickly. King Yan was still hesitant, and then I heard a sound coming from the dark room,
King Yan doesn’t need to be in trouble, the young monk will take care of it on his own!”
"When I opened the darkroom door again, the man fell to the ground, dead!"
The old man thought for a long time and sneered, "Oh, a loyal person?" As he said that, his eyes swept over the two of them coldly, "Do you think there is something fishy here? Could it be...
...Um?"
He Guangyi remained silent, while Bu Shiren was shocked and confused.
"Seeing is everything!" the old man said softly, and then snorted, "Leave your things behind, you go down!"
The two of them retreated in fear as if they had been granted amnesty.
The old man looked at the wooden box containing the human head and remained silent.
After a long time, I sighed in my heart, "You'd better understand our painstaking efforts, otherwise you will suffer the consequences in the future! Your father can be regarded as the most benevolent and righteous man!"
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"My father-in-law, are you going back to Xiaoling?"
On the way out of the palace, He Guangyi asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, will I send someone to see you off?"
Bu Shiren walked slowly, looking at the scene beside him as he walked, and said with a smile, "You are the commander of the third rank, and the Za family is a slave. Where does the word "lower official" come from?
"You are a senior!" He Guangyi smiled.
"This title is even more unworthy!" Bu Shiren said, "Only men in the palace can be called seniors of the Za family! Mr. He, have you been cleansed?"
As he said that, he stopped and looked at He Guangyi, "Sir He, if you are a miscellaneous family member, you will not listen to a few words. Whether you are a minister or a slave, the truth is actually the same. You must obey the master, and you cannot be angry!
There are some things that you can't take too seriously, don't you think?"
He Guangyi smiled lukewarmly and said, "My father-in-law is wrong. Being a slave and a minister are not the same thing. A slave is a master, and a minister is the country. How can we not be serious about national and military affairs?"
Bu Shiren continued to move forward with a smile, and said, "You are still young after all, haha! When you reach the age of the Za family, you will understand!" As he said, he suddenly stopped again, then quietly stepped aside and knelt down silently.
He Guangyi raised his head and quickly knelt down on the roadside.
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Zhu Yunxi, dressed in commoner clothes, came slowly with a few eunuchs.
Like the old man, he also likes to walk with his hands behind his back. In fact, it’s not that he likes to put his hands behind his back, but it’s because in the era without trouser pockets, he didn’t know where to put his hands.
Walking in front of the two of them, Zhu Yunxi looked at He Guangyi, "You're back? Did you just meet the old man?"
"Yes, I have just returned to the capital, and I have just met you, Your Majesty!" He Guangyi kowtowed.
Zhu Yunxi knew that he had left Beijing and what he was going to do, but in his opinion, Zhu Di was not someone who could be calmed down by a whip.
"I'll hand you the sign tomorrow, I want to see you!" Zhu Yunxi said lightly, and then looked at Bu Shiren who was kneeling.
This old eunuch seemed very familiar to him.
"Are you..." Zhu Yunxi asked.
"Old slave Bu Shiren, I have met His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun!" Bu Shiren kowtowed.
I remembered that it was the old eunuch who always stood behind Queen Ma in my childhood memory, with a stern face and a serious smile.
"Aren't you guarding the Xiaoling Mausoleum?" Zhu Yunxi understood, "You went there too?"
"Your Highness, you have a clear vision!" Bu Shiren kowtowed again.
After thinking for a moment, Zhu Yunxi understood the old man's intention. However, I am afraid that all the hard work of the old man was in vain.
Afterwards, Zhu Yunxi ignored the two of them and walked to the imperial flower.
"Here we come!" The old man waved from a distance.
"My grandson has met Grandpa Huang!" Zhu Yunxi saluted meticulously. When he stood up, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a black wooden box next to the old man, "This is it?"
The old man stood up and prepared to go into the fields again, "Open it and take a look!"
This chapter has been completed!