When Lao Zhu heard Ni Sun's words, he was so angry that he looked for a whip everywhere.

"Come here!"

"Get us a whip!"

Seeing that Old Zhu Tou wanted to be serious, Zhu Yunxi quickly coaxed with a shy face.

"Grandpa Huang, my grandson is joking with you, hehehe..."

When Lao Zhu heard this, he glared at Nisun angrily. In fact, he was just joking.

"I brought you here today because I want to tell you that if we die in the future, don't give us too many burial objects. Just give us a light burial."

Originally, Lao Zhu wanted to give his eldest son a simple education, but Zhu Yunxi curled his lips after hearing this.

"Grandpa Huang, do you have the nerve to talk about a poor burial?"

"Look at how magnificent the tomb is, how high the tower is, and how high the hall is..."

"As for the underground palace, it's even more incredible. The Qianqing Palace has almost been moved underground!"

Lao Zhu had always thought that the Xiaoling Mausoleum he built was quite simple, but after listening to Da Sun's words, he really thought that he had gone too far.

"Isn't that right?"

"Our underground palace just occupies a large area. We don't have any decent funerary objects in it, nor are we too extravagantly decorated. Why is it so extravagant?"

The more Lao Zhu talked, the less confident he became. He took Da Sun back into the underground palace and pointed at the bare wall.

"Look at the walls of our underground palace. The murals on them are all made of cheap paint, not even a trace of gold paint."

"Look at your grandma's coffin again. It's just painted with a layer of vermilion paint..."

"Look again at this chamber, this tomb passage..."

The more Lao Zhu talked about it, the more aggrieved he became. He thought to himself that he was also an emperor. Isn't it simple enough to build the underground palace like this?

However, Lao Zhu's complaint meeting sounded like Versailles to Zhu Yunxi's ears, and he thought the old man was showing off to him.

But it’s not Zhu Yunxi’s fault. Who allowed him to have an extra set of memories in his mind? In that bumpkin’s memory, anything with a coffin was considered luxurious, and the simplest ones were scattered directly into the river.

Therefore, he never took this thing seriously and subconsciously thought it was feudal dross.

"You are right, you are simple, my grandson always apologizes to you!"

Lao Zhu became even more depressed when he heard this. This grandson was actually perfunctory with him!

"Ni Sun, you will have to build a tomb in the future. I don't believe you can really honor yourself!"

"why not?"

Zhu Yunxi looked at Lao Zhu seriously, which made Lao Zhu's hair stand on end, and he quickly pulled him outside.

Because in Lao Zhu's simple values, the underground is the place closest to the gods, and you can't talk nonsense there.

The two came back to the ground, and Lao Zhu kicked Nisun's butt several times.

"Who told you to talk nonsense!"

"We shouldn't have brought you here today. It just made me so angry!"

Lao Zhu kicked Nisun a few times and then pulled Nisun to sit on a lying stone tablet.

"Tell us, why do you always want to impress yourself?"

Lao Zhu felt that this matter was very serious and he must correct this unhealthy trend while his body was still strong.

Zhu Yunxi sat down next to Lao Zhu and looked at the lush scenery of Zhongshan Mountain.

"No reason, my grandson just thinks it's better that way."

"Free and easy, free and unrestrained."

….

"In addition, it will save you the trouble of being dug out from the ground hundreds of years later and then displaying the funerary objects..."

Lao Zhu's face was full of black lines when he heard this. He couldn't understand why his eldest grandson thought of things so pessimistically.

However, after thinking about it, Lao Zhu felt relieved.

With Cao Cao's tomb robber in front, it's no wonder that his grandson is afraid of digging graves in the back.

"Dasun, your masters have never told you why the emperor built a mausoleum, right?"

"without!"

Zhu Yunxi sat on the stone tablet and swayed his legs leisurely, with a nonchalant look on his face.

"How old is my grandson? Why are they telling me this?"

Lao Zhu smiled slightly when he heard this, thinking that it was no wonder. If Zhu Yunxi's three masters were to know that this Ni Sun actually wanted to promote himself, they would definitely not agree.

"Grandson!"

"Our emperor built the mausoleum not only for himself, but also for the world, the country, and the country."

When Zhu Yunxi heard this, he looked at Lao Zhu with disbelief. He always felt that the old man was trying to make up for his extravagant behavior and was making up lies to deceive himself.

"Grandpa Huang, please don't lie to me with such words. I didn't say I wouldn't let you practice..."

Lao Zhu automatically ignored Ni Sun's rebellious words and just explained with a serious face.

"In our emperor's mausoleum, many ministers will be buried with him."

"This is an honor and a reward for the minister."

"Think about it, the honorable men and women are buried together with us, and your ancestral grave is also the ancestral grave of the honorable men and women."

"Once someone in the world rebels against our Ming Dynasty, will those nobles help you?"

Zhu Yunxi always thought that the emperor built the mausoleum to satisfy his selfish desires, and never thought about this aspect.

Now when I heard Lao Zhu's words, I realized how shallow I was.

Damn it, the tombs built by ancient emperors also played a role in stabilizing the country's political power?

"Think about it again, when you become emperor in the future and your meritorious ministers are buried with you in the imperial mausoleum, will their descendants also defend your descendants to the death?"

"Because to protect you is to protect themselves!"

"This is to live in peace with the country, and become one with the monarch and his subjects!"

"Grandpa Emperor, Sheng Ming!"

Zhu Yunxi casually flattered Lao Zhu, and then began to wonder in his heart, where should he choose a cemetery?

Lao Zhu seemed to have read through Dasun's thoughts, and immediately took him to a high hill, pointed to the rolling mountains and said.

"What do you like? After you ascend the throne in the future, you can start to order people to build it."

"So early?"

"What's early?"

"We are talking about waiting for you to ascend the throne in the future..."

When Lao Zhu said this, he immediately realized something was wrong and kicked Nisun's butt a few more times.

I bet the grandson said "early" means that he ascended the throne early!

If he ascends the throne early, wouldn't it mean that he will die early?

Zhu Yunxi also realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he just giggled and let Lao Zhu kick him.

Anyway, the old man's legs and feet were weak, so the force of his kick was not as strong as his kick.

"Grandpa Huang, look at that mountain top. It's so close to you, just a mountain away."

Lao Zhu smiled slightly when he heard this.

….

"We can't say for sure, but you can ask your mentor Zhang Slutty to help you choose one another day."

"He is a living god, and his choice will definitely be good, and he will surely bless your descendants..."

When Zhu Yunxi heard this, a look of disdain flashed across his face.

I thought to myself, I have cut off the inner elixir of that old liar, can I trust him?

However, Grandpa Huang is right, this imperial mausoleum was not built for himself, but for the people of the world. As long as the people of the world believe that Zhang Sloppy is a true god, then he will naturally be a true god.

It's just that the government's finances are tight right now, and there are too many things I want to do, so I won't be able to find the money to repair this thing in a short period of time.

After Lao Zhu chatted with Da Sun about his posthumous affairs, he began to ask about some of the things he had done recently.

"We heard that you opened a bank?"

"yes!"

Like the officials of the Ming Dynasty, Lao Zhu didn't know the operating mechanism of something like a bank, but he knew one thing, that is, it was dangerous.

If one fails, it will harm the country and the people!
To be continued...