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Chapter Sixteen: Genzheng Miaohong Zhu Shangbing

Inside Kunning Palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the bed in a daze, thinking about people after seeing things.

And those kneeling neatly in front of him were Prince Qin and his son. Zhu Shangbing, who was inexplicably accused of being married, had a bit of confusion in his eyes.

Thinking of what happened to Hongwu in his later years, my scalp suddenly went numb.

Zhu Yuanzhang is no longer foolish and is ready to take action on them and his son!

As the eunuchs walked out collectively, their hearts were high, and even the big bosses in their minds began to sit in the front row.

Unexpectedly...

Zhu Yuanzhang took off his shoes, slapped Zhu Ping hard on the face, and scolded him sternly.

"How did you teach your son!"

However, the cheap dad didn't understand the meaning. It was not a question that he didn't understand. He touched his head first, then turned to look at Zhu Shangbing.

He curled his lips in disgust, silence here was better than sound.

Then he confidently held his head high and answered the person's question.

"My son naturally asked him to read more of the Four Books and Five Classics, hoping to train him to become a great scholar."

The reason why I say this is precisely because the cheap daddy himself suffered the disadvantage of being uneducated.

But I don’t want to talk about this!

Everyone knew that Zhu Yuanzhang didn't like Confucian scholars, but Zhu Chong didn't have a long memory and said it directly.

Snapped--

Shoe prints appeared on his face again, and Zhu Ping dared to be angry but dared not speak. He could only focus his fierce eyes on Zhu Shangbing and curse.

"But how can a man stick to poems and books? I taught him how to ride and shoot, but this kid spent three days fishing and two days drying nets. He was not obedient at all. How can he develop such a playboy appearance?"

After saying that, he beat his chest and stamped his feet, pretending to be heartbroken.

Anyone who doesn’t know must believe it.

Zhu Shangbing's mouth twitched when he saw this, and his face was a little worried. This cheap old man was doing nothing serious in the fiefdom. He was having sex with his mother, Deng, every day, and he...

It was an accident.

Deng's death also made him realize that he had to do something, otherwise he would end up with the same fate as history. At first, he only thought it was a few words, but now, the bloody reality is before him.

However, regarding the cheap father's shirk of responsibility, he silently raised his head and gloated under his calm eyes.

He finally found an opportunity to take revenge, and he did it casually because it was his father.

There is reincarnation in the way of heaven, who will be spared by heaven!

"Grandpa Huang is aware that he never tests his grandson's homework and pays little attention to his studies, let alone riding and shooting."

After saying this, the cheap dad's eyes widened and he wanted to stand up.

But Zhu Yuanzhang moved faster. He took off his only remaining shoe and chased Zhu Ming with his socks on.

I feel extremely angry. If I raise him from a young age, my future will be limitless.

All the good and handsome men have been ruined by this stinking old man.

But he was still there shouting desperately.

"Dad! Don't bother yourself when you are a long time ago. Just let your son go!"

"It's okay for you to call me martial artist Qiu Ba! Don't do anything."

Zhu Xi was in a state of disarray, with several mud marks on his body, and he ran quickly to get out of the house.

But at this moment, the door was suddenly closed.

He stared at the 'blocker' in front of him, raised his eyebrows and said angrily.

"You brat, please open it for me."

Zhu Shangbing had originally made up his mind to let him go if he had a better attitude.

Unexpectedly, the cheap dad is ignorant of current affairs, so it seems he can only...

Seeing that the door was completely closed and the figure behind him was gradually approaching, Zhu Xixin closed his eyes and gave up the useless struggle.

Not long after, Zhu Shangbing heard screams outside and couldn't help but click his tongue a few times.

He suddenly realized that the scene seemed familiar.

Is it an ancestral tradition of the old Zhu family to beat one's son?

After listening for a moment, he originally thought about going in to rescue the cheap dad, but unexpectedly, a man came from a distance, wearing a moon-white Confucian robe, walking slowly and looking elegant.

Somehow, Zhu Shangbing felt that there was something about this man.

Unexpectedly, before he could speak, this man walked up to him and bowed respectfully.

"My minister, Fang Xiaoru, pays homage to the eldest son of King Qin."

After announcing his family name, Zhu Shangbing looked at the person in front of him and nodded, indicating that he did not want to say more after he stood up.

But seeing that he didn't go away, he frowned slightly and didn't understand what he meant.

Several screams came from inside from time to time, and Zhu Shangbing couldn't help but sigh that Zhu Yuanzhang was getting stronger.

It’s so cool to have a son!

He glanced at Fang Xiaoru, who had an unchanging expression next to him. His face was full of helplessness. It was good for someone to teach the cheap dad a lesson, but it was a shame.

Still in front of this ruthless man.

Fang Xiaoru was a loyal minister during the Jianwen period. Zhu Di wanted to recruit him, but unexpectedly, this eldest brother refused to give him any face and was killed by ten clans, implicating countless people.

Thinking about this, he couldn't help but sigh, with sorrow in his eyes.

Laugh at fifty steps and laugh at a hundred steps.

Historically, Zhu Shangbing was arrogant and did not give Zhu Di any face. He died suddenly in the tenth year of Yongle. Zhu Ping's lineage was still inherited by a collateral line.

"Your Highness won't go in?"

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Fang Xiaoru asked.

The unknown movements inside really made him curious. Your Majesty is rarely like this today.

Zhu Shangbing, who was suddenly spoken to, was startled at first, and then smiled and explained what had just happened. Only then did Fang Xiaoru understand what was going on.

He used his peripheral vision to look at the people around him. Ordinary people always said that the eldest son of King Qin's concubine was idle, but his demeanor was not like that of a playboy. He had the scholarly air of a Confucian scholar.

His conversation is also appropriate, at least much better than Zhu Yunxi's.

No wonder His Majesty is wary of him.

Fang Xiaoru wanted to watch it for a while longer, but unexpectedly the fighting inside suddenly stopped.

After Zhu Yuanzhang coughed a few times, he spoke to the two people outside.

"What are you doing standing outside? Come in."

Hearing this, Zhu Shangbing breathed a sigh of relief. When he was outside, Fang Xiaoru's eyes were glued to him, and he didn't know why he thought he had offended him.

The father and son did not stay here longer and left quickly when they saw that they had business to attend to.

Fang Xiaoru looked at Zhu Shangbing's retreating figure thoughtfully. When he came to his senses, he turned around and looked into his eyes with curiosity. He only heard Zhu Yuanzhang ask with a smile.

"Fang Xiaoru, what can you see?"

When the voice fell, someone suddenly walked outside.

It's Mao Xiang.

He walked quickly in his Feiyu suit and stopped next to Fang Xiaoru. The two of them had already been at odds with each other due to their different opinions, but they happened to meet here.

When the two of them arrived, Zhu Yuanzhang asked the question again, but this time most of his eyes were on Mao Xiang.

Those are his eyes and ears.

After hearing this, Fang Xiaoru knelt on the ground with a plop, first admitting his mistake and then commenting.

"I am stupid and stupid. I really can't tell, but I can feel that King Qin, the eldest son of a concubine, is definitely not a creature in the pool. He is a ninja and is very comparable to others."

"Although I don't know it, he kept to himself in the Linde Hall and spent his free time reading books. In the end, King Qin really didn't care much about his studies."

The former's words are quite satisfactory, and the truth is revealed by mistake.

But the latter...

After hearing Jin Yiwei's report, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but rub his temples and said with emotion.

"It's not easy for the child to grow up to this point."
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