Chapter 218: How Many People Are There (1)
Zhu Gaochi is a talented person.
In terms of being a human being, he is a harmless and honest appearance, and hides a delicate and treacherous and cautious heart.
In terms of doing things, he is very mature, calm, generous and broad-minded. King Yan Zhu Di was a war madman, so almost all the logistics and internal affairs of the King Yan Mansion were managed by Zhu Gaochi, and he had all the methods, courage, and strategies.
It would be a pity for such a person to not shine and heat.
In fact, deep in Zhu Yunxi's heart, he longed for Zhu Gaochi to become the Thirteenth son who was similar to Yong Si and to become his good helper.
Of course, it can also become Zhu Yunxiu's shield in the future. Well, become the punching bag of the bureaucratic group.
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Time quietly reaches the evening, and the depression of winter is always particularly obvious after sunset.
A few lights were on in Yong'an Palace. The old man squinted his eyes and fell on the recliner shaking. A fat orange cat was lying at his feet, and his tail was shaking gently.
"Has Grandpa the Emperor eaten?" Zhu Yunxiu came in lightly and laughed softly.
The old man didn't even raise his eyelids, "When will he never eat?" He said, and hummed, "I just ask these nonsense that doesn't hurt or itchy!"
After hearing this, Zhu Yunxiu knew that the old man must be unhappy.
He sat down next to the old man and smiled, "Who made you angry?"
As he said that, he clapped his hands. After the lying orange cat looked at him contemptuously, he turned his head aside proudly, then stood up with his waist stretched, rubbing his feet constantly.
The old man patted his thighs, and the orange cat jumped up lightly, then lay on his lap, closed his eyes and made a whirring sound from his mouth.
"What do you think?" The old man touched the back of the orange cat and said squintly, "Ha, your fifth uncle has not yet settled, and he is disliked by his cousins again? Your fourth uncle's second son was thrown to the tutoring department directly? Be good, we are not dead yet, so you will learn from Li Shimin?"
Zhu Yunxi smiled, "Grandpa Emperor, you don't know what the second child did..." As he said that, he patiently told Zhu Gaoxu about his conversation today in the Qianqing Palace.
He didn't say how Zhu Gaoxu was in Myanmar, he just said that he immediately took people to the kiln after returning to Beijing, and then said how to contradict him.
The old man said nothing, and then squinted his eyes and listened.
"The people who came down on the battlefield are always tense in their minds!" After a long time, the old man sighed, "I was tense when I was fighting, and I was tense on the way back to Beijing. I couldn't hold back when I entered the capital. Sometimes my words and deeds were not controlled by him, and I didn't like anything."
"In the past, every time I fought a fierce tough battle, the living people would be chaotic and disagreeable. This is the reason for doing all kinds of bad things, just killing crazy."
"Oh, my mind is blurred under great compassion. You have to take good care of it for a while before you can get your temperament back!"
Zhu Yunqi understood that this is commonly known as post-war syndrome.
He smiled and said, "The grandson understands that keeping him in a slaughtering him, he didn't think about how he was doing. After all, he is also the emperor's grandson, and he did not commit any unforgivable crimes."
"Hey!" the old man sighed with his eyes closed, "Why are they so unsatisfied and worry-free?"
As he said that, he looked at Zhu Yunxiu and said with a smile, "We were soft-hearted before, and we will leave you with a burden in the future!"
"What are you talking about?" Zhu Yunxi smiled, "It's all family affairs. His grandson is the legitimate grandson of the Zhu family and the patriarch of our Zhu family. You can't really be angry with them."
Zhu Yunqiu is very clear about the meaning of the old man's words. When people are out of many things in their later years, they can see them very clearly. The dragon sons and grandsons of the Ming Dynasty are still annoying.
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In the Jinyiwei Fushi Department and the Central Hall, He Guangyi faced Zhu Gaochi's unkind gaze and smiled at him.
"Commander He, the emperor said he was locked up my second son, but he didn't say he was not allowed to see him!" Zhu Gaochi's fat body was stuffed into the chair of the Grand Master, like a ball, with his eyes round when he spoke, and he really had a bit of the domineering nature of the Zhu family. "I came here to send some quilts and mattresses to my younger brother, and some food and use, so why can't I be able to adapt?"
"Your Highness, the emperor did not say he was not allowed to see, but the emperor did not say he was not allowed to see?" He Guangyi said with neither lukewarm nor soft nor hard.
"Oh, then so, are you trying to sweep the face of this prince?" Zhu Gaochi sneered, "Haha, so majestic. This prince is so dignified, and according to the Ming Dynasty classics, it is comparable to the prince, but it is not in your eyes." As he said, his smile suddenly became cold, "Is this Ming Dynasty my Zhu family or your Jinyiwei's?"
"The prince's words are heavy, but the subordinates are just doing things impartially." This is too heavy, He Guangyi really couldn't bear it, so he stood up and bowed his head.
In the Ming Dynasty, no matter whether the princes and nobles or officials meet the princes, they will bow down and worship them.
If Zhu Gaochi really put on the airs of the Prince of Yan, He Guangyi would have no place to make sense even if he suffered a loss.
"Okay!" Zhu Gaochi looked at He Guangyi for a while and waved his hand, "I won't be angry with you." As he said that, he paused, "I won't look at him anymore. But things..."
He Guangyi smiled and said, "The emperor asked someone to send it to Prince Gaoyang. In fact, the prince's prince does not need to worry. The prison of the Fufu Department is not a gloomy area. There is no shortage of these places where Prince Gaoyang lives."
Zhu Gaochi didn't say anything, and stood up with the armrest of the Taishi chair.
As soon as he walked out, a Jinyiwei suddenly ran towards him.
"Master, the emperor is here!"
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"Why are you here?" Zhu Yunxiu asked, looking at Zhu Gaochi, who was so honest and honest that he was harmless with his head down.
Zhu Gaochi quickly glanced behind Zhu Yunxiu. The emperor came in casual clothes, and Deng Ping led several guards to guard.
"I can't let go of my second brother!" Zhu Gaochi whispered, "After all, I am a brother. If I don't see it with my own eyes, I feel uneasy!"
"If your second child is half as honest as you, it wouldn't be like this!" Zhu Yunsheng said, turning to look at He Guangyi, "What's wrong?"
"After Prince Gaoyang entered the Pacification Department, he did not eat or speak, and kept lying down!" He Guangyi whispered.
"Haha, is he going to take a hunger strike?" Zhu Yunxi sneered, "Lead the way, I'll go and see!"
As he said that, he walked forward with his hands behind his back.
Zhu Gaochi didn't care if Zhu Yunxiu said he didn't say he would take him. He just followed him with shamelessness, blinking his little eyes.
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Zhu Gaoxu was locked up in the fifth courtyard of the Fufu Department, which was used by the Fufu Department to detain prisoners with prominent status. It was said to be a cell, but the windows were bright and the conditions inside were not worse than those outside.
“Ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred…”
As soon as Zhu Yunxi walked past the corridor and arrived at the door where Zhu Gaoxu was imprisoned, he heard Zhu Gaoxu's voice coming from inside.
Looking into the door, Zhu Gaoxu was bare-armed, pressing his fists against the ground, doing push-ups one after another.
In the middle of winter, he was sweating all over. Under the light, his tendons and flesh were covered in clear layers.
"Who is outside?" Zhu Gaoxu also heard the footsteps, jumped up, then grabbed his robe and put it on his body, shouting disdainfully, "What's wrong? Are you here to punish me, or do you want to catch me and have a crack?"
Chapter completed!