"Grandpa Emperor, be stubborn!"

Zhu Yunxiu stepped forward, slowly helped the old man down, and said with a smile, "A stubborn person has no twists and turns, nor can he speak sweetly. Besides, Uncle Fifteen's stubbornness is for the family, country and the world of the Ming Dynasty, and for the face of your elders and the court!"

"You have been fighting all your life, with swords and swords. Uncle Fifteen, who is a son, naturally doesn't want to lose your reputation."

As he said that, Zhu Yunxi smiled, "As for his face to be broken, it's nothing. A man is based on the world, not looking at his face!" He said this, and then smiled softly, "A hundred years later, when the historical books evaluate Uncle Fifteen, who is fierce and brave, I would like to mention one thing, your old teaching is good!"

"Oh!" the old man sighed slightly and said with a wry smile, "When the feudal was decided, those scholars who suffered from plague were still clamoring in our ears all day long. What did Your Majesty's move be to create a country in the country and to make the royal family's wealth for thousands of years!"

"It should be let those scholars who are suffering from plague see how our son fought for the Ming Dynasty!"

"Father!" Zhu Zhi stepped forward, knelt under the old man's knees, and smiled, "Your minister doesn't need to show anyone, let alone what others say. You are the King of the Ming Dynasty, your old son. Whether you die in the battlefield or guard the border, it is your fate!"

"Good boy! It's worth it!" The old man patted the other person's head and laughed, "Are you tired on the road? Have you had a meal? Someone came!"

"I'm here!" Park Bucheng stepped forward.

"Pick something delicious and drinkable to welcome our fifteenth brother!" The old man shouted, "Give the wine! Our three brothers have a good drink!"

"This... is it better to drink early in the morning?" Zhu Yunxi asked with a smile.

The old man's eyes slanted, "If you want to drink, go play outside!"

Zhu Yunxiu couldn't, so he could only sit down with the old man with a smile.

But it was discovered that King Zhu Zhi of Liao did not sit.

"Uncle Fifteen, sit down!" Zhu Yunsheng said with a smile.

"I have not bowed to you yet!" Zhu Zhi tidied up his messy robe and saluted solemnly, "I am the King of Liao Zhu Zhi, I have bowed to your grandson, and your nobleman is a thousand years old..."

"What are you doing!" Zhu Yunxiu quickly stepped forward and helped him up, holding the other party's hand, "Does Uncle Fifteen think I am an outsider?"

"You can't let go of your courtesy!" Unexpectedly, the old man said seriously, "The fifteenth and we can do whatever we can. In private, the father and son don't have that much courtesy, and no one can tell you! But you can't do it. You are the crown prince, the future emperor. He is your minister first, and then your uncle second!"

"Remember, don't talk about your fifteenth uncle, even if the third brother and the others come, they will still be polite to you!" The old man continued, "The reputation is so righteous, you can't be careless, let alone be vague!"

"What the father said is that the status of the king, minister, father and son must not be disturbed!" Before Zhu Yunxiu could speak, Zhu Zhi shouted loudly, "Today, the crown prince can also call the uncle of the son minister the son minister, and the crown prince ascended the throne the next day, and the son prince is the minister of the Ming Dynasty!"

The old man's words made Zhu Yunyu feel a lot. It seems that during this Spring Festival this year, the old man will once again set rules in front of the whole family, erect Zhu Yunyu's supreme authority and warn his sons.

"Good words!" The old man nodded, but unexpectedly he looked stern, stared at Zhu Zhi, and pretended to be angry, "He ascended the throne? Why, you are looking forward to your death now!"

"How dare you!" Zhu Zhi hurried forward and smiled, "I wish I could live my father!"

"Long live, I dare not think about how many years I can live, and I will be satisfied with seeing my children and grandchildren!" The old man looked at Zhu Zhi again, and suddenly cursed, "You unfilial son, when we read the war report, we were so scared that our hair stood up all over our body!"

As he said that, he pulled off his cloth shoes and whipped it gently, "If you are defeated, you will be defeated. Why should you send your wife back?"

On that day, King Zhu Zhi of Liao, with his remaining subordinates, was determined to take revenge and die in battle. Therefore, he ordered his personal guard to send his pregnant wife back to the home of Guo Ying, the Marquis of Wuding, the capital.

Zhu Yunxiu didn't dare to hide this from the old man. If something happens in the future, he really can't afford to take it.

After the old man found out, he sent many palace servants to the Guo family. The Guo family opened a separate yard for the Princess of Liao to use and treated him with courtesy.

It seems that this matter is somewhat inconsistent, but Guo Ying was born as a guard of the old man in his early years and was the person he trusted the most. The old man did not treat him as an outsider, so he was not taken to the palace.

In fact, there is another meaning. If the Liao King died in Liaodong in battle, the remaining orphans and widows would definitely be brought into the palace. However, the young couple, the Liao King was fighting outside, and his wife was sent back to the capital. At the side of his parents' home, he felt miserable and had a place to speak.

"Then...that's not her body!" Liao King Zhu Zhi whispered, "It's not convenient to be by his side..."

"Big Baby, damn!" The old man beat up his cloth shoes again and cursed, "She has a body, you are a father, and you don't think about your wife and children, but you just want to take revenge and fight." As he said, he cursed, "If you lose the battle, you will be yours to avenge you. If you have a few shortcomings, what will your wife and children do? If your wife and children have three shortcomings, how can you cry?"

As he said that, he kicked him again, "Damn it, if something really happens. Look at whether Guo Laosi scolds you or not, his temper is coming up, but whether you are our son or not, he will beat you up, we won't stop you!"

"Don't be angry with Father!" Zhu Zhi didn't dodge and said with a smile, "My son has been communicating with Nannan these days to let her take care of her baby!" As he said, he smiled, "When my son is with you for the New Year, I will take her back to Liaodong together!"

The old man turned his eyes twice, then pondered for a moment, "In the battle of Daling River, your royal city has also been burned, and it needs to be built again!" As he said, he looked at Zhu Yunxiu, "Is it?"

"This is natural!" Zhu Yunsheng smiled, "and he will tell the Ministry of Revenue to allocate money and then send the ministers to supervise the construction."

"Spend as lenient, don't be afraid of spending money!" The old man thought, "Is there any other treacherous scholars in the Ministry of Revenue? We both took out our own pockets and always gave Lao Shiwu a glorious home, right?"

"Father!" Zhu Zhi knelt down again, "My son doesn't want any glorious royal city. If Mr. Father and Your Highness really want to reward me, Mr. I would like to ask you one thing!"

"Okay, why are you kneeling!" the old man said softly, "We father and son, what else do we have to ask for? We don't want to give it to you except the eldest grandson. You can't give it to you. What do you want? Just say it!"

"In the battle of Liaodong, the sons under my sons were killed and injured, and their families far away from the mainland..."

"I understand!" The old man sighed and looked at Zhu Yunxiu, "What do you think?"

Zhu Yunxiu did not hesitate, "Great reward!" and paused, "Each person who died in the battle gave four pieces of cotton and ten silver dollars. If there were elderly and weak parents, widows and children, rice, grain, salt and oil every month, and cloth and cotton every year, there were about a lot of cotton every year."

"If the family is willing to go to Liaodong to farm, each person will be given 50 acres of land. They will not have to pay land and grain within fifteen years, and all corvee service will be exempted."

"I, for those who died in battle, I thank your highness for your nobles!" Zhu Zhi choked.

"Apart from these things, I feel like I need to do something else!" Zhu Yunxiu helped Zhu Zhi up, "The battle in Daling River is a cowardly battle that has been hit by the Tartars since the founding of the Ming Dynasty!"

"Although it was a raid by the Tartars, it also means that we underestimate them too much!"

"This battle is equivalent to giving us a warning, and we should not underestimate the enemy in the future!"

"I understand!" Liao King Zhu Zhi was a little ashamed.

He was young and energetic. He visited Liaodong in the past, but under the army of the Ming Dynasty, he did not take those Tartars in his heart.

"For the soldiers who died in battle, the Daling River will also erect monuments and essays, and tell them to the world and spread them for generations!"

"Let's change the Daling River to Yinghun River. The Hero Soul Monument by the river stands forever, together with the storks of rivers, protecting the rivers and mountains of Daming!"

After hearing Zhu Yunxi's words, Zhu Zhi was already crying.

At this time, Park Bucheng brought people and brought the wine and food in.

And there were also faint crying sounds outside the hall.
Chapter completed!