Because of his previous experience, when Zhu Yunxi heard what Lao Zhu said, he didn't take it seriously at all and continued to talk to himself.

"Grandpa Huang, my grandson really doesn't mind these things."

"As the saying goes, loyal bones are buried everywhere in the mountains. Your grandson will be buried wherever he dies."

Lao Zhu only felt a headache after hearing this. Was the child stimulated by his father's affairs?

It is not a good thing to have this mentality at such an age. If you are not properly enlightened, you will easily develop a desire to avoid the world.

"Dasun, don't you have any ideals?"

"Yes, I have!"

Zhu Yunxi became very excited when he mentioned his ideal.

"My biggest ideal in this life is to be crowned king, so far away that no one can touch me!"

"Then eat, drink, have fun, and have a happy life!"

When Zhu Yunxi said that no one could be hit, he was actually referring to Zhu Di and Zhu Yunzhen, but in Lao Zhu's ears, it had a different meaning.

We haven't beaten him a few times, right? Why did he run far away to avoid us?

Eating, drinking and having fun is in line with his temperament, but...

Lao Zhu glanced at the direction of Prince Yiwen's mausoleum, and thought bitterly in his heart, you are a rebellious grandson. If your father is still alive, maybe we will obey you and let you be a free prince.

Now that your father has gone to hide and relax, you, a grandson, still want to run away, let’s see if I don’t break your legs!

Although Lao Zhu wanted to punch Zhu Yunxi on the ground and beat him up, he still suppressed his temper and guided him in a persuasive and persuasive way.

The main reason was that the words of Chief Hao Wenjie from the Taiyuan Hospital last time scared him, and he was afraid that he would not be able to control his strength for a moment and really beat up the grandson.

"Dasun, you still have to have some lofty ambitions in life. How can you just think about eating, drinking and having fun?"

"Grandpa Huang, I would like to have ambitions, but I..."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore, it's pointless. I'd better think about how to spend this life happily..."

"We are not angry!"

"What?"

Lao Zhu had been doing some mental construction for himself just now, telling himself not to be angry, but he couldn't hold back and actually said it.

Now when he saw Zhu Yunxi asking him, he quickly gave him a careless look.

"Hmph!"

"We said... we didn't say anything!"

"oh……"

The two returned to the carriage. Lao Zhu leaned back with his eyes closed and stopped talking to the grandson. He was afraid that if he chatted with him for a while longer, he would be unable to help but throw him out.

When Zhu Yunxi saw that Lao Zhu was ignoring him, he suddenly felt a lot more happy. He stretched out his little head and kept looking at the scenery around him, commenting on it as he looked.

"That hilltop is great. It's a treasure trove of Feng Shui to hide the wind and collect energy!"

"Hey, this is pretty good too. The creek meanders past, and it looks like a jade belt wrapped around my waist. It's also good Feng Shui!"

"I have decided that when I get to my own country in the future, I will also find a place like this as a cemetery!"

"You don't need to build any tombs, just burn yourself into ashes and scatter them all over the mountains and plains. It's green and environmentally friendly!"

"Perfect!"

Although Lao Zhu had his eyes closed, his ears were always erect, and he was frightened when he heard these words.

In fact, not to mention that Lao Zhu couldn't bear it, even the two tigers driving the carriage felt dizzy after hearing it.

What's wrong with the Third Highness? You must have been stimulated by something, and you want to crush yourself to ashes?

In fact, Zhu Yunxi was only talking about the common behavior of later generations, but this common behavior was an extremely negative performance in the eyes of the Ming Dynasty people.

After all, no one who has committed the most serious crimes these days will be able to get a salary that will only disgrace them.

Zhu Yunxi's well-behaved grandson had such thoughts, which shows how nervous Lao Zhu was.

This was more panicked than hearing Zhu Yunxi talk about eating, drinking and having fun. After all, eating, drinking and having fun was just laziness, so a few whips would be enough.

But if one has the desire to shun the world, his spirit will be ruined!

Sometimes, people can only understand the meaning of life by going to the crematorium and seeing their former acquaintances being pushed into the furnace and turned into ashes.

Zhu Yunxi was like this at this time. Not only did he put aside the matter of the founder of fantasy, but he also put aside the industrial Ming Dynasty that he had been thinking about.

Now he only thinks about how to live his life gracefully and happily. As for responsibilities or not, history or not, it is none of his business!

Even if Zhu Di and Zhu Yunwen were beaten from pig heads into dog heads, he wouldn't take a second look.

Zhu Yunxi looked around for a while, then suddenly retracted his head indifferently, and then leaned against the car wall in a daze.

When Lao Zhu saw that his grandson was silent, he quickly took a quick look and saw that he was in a daze.

Now Lao Zhu was even more panicked. Wasn't this child really stimulated by the death of his father?

When Lao Zhu thought of the child who had cried out in the mourning hall before and had a spirit-leaving syndrome, his heart suddenly became as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

What to do!

How can we divert this child's attention to other places and stop thinking about life and death?

The reason why Lao Zhu became an emperor was because he had a special skill, which was to simplify complex problems.

When Lao Zhu saw the child's stupid look, he immediately stared and shouted loudly.

"Zhu Yunxi, do you know your guilt?"

"ah?"

Lao Zhu never drank again in his life, which not only frightened Zhu Yunxi, but also made the two tigers driving the carriage tremble.

"I, I...what did I do again?"

"Erhu, go to the roadside and pick up a willow stick. I want one as thick as your finger!"

Erhu immediately stopped the carriage, then stumbled to the willow tree, measured his thinnest ring finger, picked one, broke it off, pulled off the leaves on it and handed it to Lao Zhu.

Lao Zhu shook the wicker in his hand, and then shouted to Zhu Yunxi.

"Get down!"

"ah?"

"You dare to resist the decree?"

"I'll go...what are you doing, putting such a big hat on you?"

Zhu Yunxi muttered and lay down, and then he felt a heavy stick on his butt, followed by the second, third...

This time Lao Zhu was different from before. He didn't even count how many times he had been beaten, he was just watching the grandson's movements.

It wasn't until the grandson couldn't bear it anymore and cried out "Wow" that he reduced his strength, and then added a few more sticks to get him up.

"Do you want to understand what mistake you made?"

"No……"

"Kneel over there and think about it slowly. I can't imagine why I'm going to beat you up later!"

"Wow woo woo..."

Zhu Yunxi didn't dare to argue, so he could only kneel down in the corner of the carriage, whimpering and wiping tears, and then thought about what mistake he had made to cause the old man to slap himself like this.

He thought about what made him depressed for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

When Lao Zhu saw his eldest grandson crying, he suddenly felt much more comfortable.

It is better to let him cry twice than to let him think wildly. If he is thinking about becoming a monk and becoming a monk, then we have to cry to death!

"Have you finished your homework?"

"Back to Grandpa Huang, there are still three thousand words left. I hope to finish it the day after tomorrow."

"tomorrow!"

"If you can't hand it in tomorrow morning, let's see how we deal with you!"

"Wow woo woo..."

"Grandpa Huang, please forgive me. Please give me one more day. I really won't be able to finish writing tomorrow. Wow, wow..."

Lao Zhu said arrogantly.

"I don't care, if you miss a word, I'll give you a whip."

"If you dare to let someone write a word for you, I'll give you ten lashes!"

Zhu Yunxi felt even more aggrieved when he heard this and cried louder. He even cried loudly on purpose to win Lao Zhu's sympathy.

However, when Lao Zhu heard the loud crying, instead of feeling irritated, he felt relieved.

Cry, cry, and when you are tired of crying, you won’t think about the things that are there and are not.

The group of people arrived quickly. As soon as the carriage stopped, Zhu Yunxi jumped out and ran to his father's portrait to cry.

Lao Zhu walked towards Xiangdian Hall with square steps. Erhu followed behind. He couldn't help it anymore and asked curiously.

"Your Majesty, what mistake did the young master make today?"

"You made no mistake!"

"Then why did you hit him?"

Lao Zhu said matter-of-factly.

"Does a grandfather still have a reason to beat his grandson?"
Chapter completed!