As the residence of Zhu Biao, the East Palace not only has the same solemnity and solemnity as the imperial city, but also has an extra level of luxury. There are countless exotic flowers and plants in the East Palace, and ordinary people who come here for the first time will definitely be shocked and dazzled.
This is not to say that Zhu Biao lived a luxurious life. These things were forced by Zhu Yuanzhang to Zhu Biao. On the contrary, Zhu Yuanzhang did not have these things in his own palace and was very simple.
This is like an old farmer who always wants to give his best things to his favorite son.
This was not the first time Lan Yu had seen these scenes. She followed the guard without squinting and waited outside the main hall. After receiving the guard's permission signal, Lan Yu stepped into the main hall.
I saw a young man with a Chinese character face, a black crown with gold patterns on his head, and a bright yellow python robe, sitting behind a huge desk, with his eyebrows lowered, writing furiously.
There are a large number of memorials and documents stacked on the desk, and various petty officials are coming and going on both sides, like a revolving door.
Zhu Biao has been assisting Zhu Yuanzhang in handling government affairs since he became an adult. After so many years of experience, he has become familiar with it, so he now has to deal with more and more government affairs every day.
Lan Yu stepped forward and bowed, saying: "Your Majesty Lan Yu, I would like to pay homage to His Highness the Crown Prince."
When Zhu Biao heard this, his strokes naturally slowed down. He looked up and saw Lan Yu who was bowing down. He raised his hand and said with a smile: "Uncle, there is no need to be polite. Please give me a seat. Please wait for a while until I finish processing this memorial."
"Thank you, Your Majesty the Prince." After saying that, he sat down on the chair on the left and waited. A clerk offered tea at the right time, and Lan Yu was not polite and took a sip.
Well, it’s Xiaolong Tuan.
After a while, Zhu Biao finished processing the memorial and waved the surrounding officials and minor officials to retreat.
Zhu Biao casually picked up a piece of silk cloth on the desk, wiped the sweat from his palms, walked to Lan Yu and sat down, also picked up a cup of Xiaolongtuan and took a sip, and said, "Uncle, I haven't come to see you for a long time."
.To be honest, if uncle doesn’t come again, I will find time to see you in a few days.”
Lan Yu quickly put down the teacup in her hand and replied with a feint of fear: "Your Highness is so concerned about me, I am deeply moved."
Although Lan Yu was a bit arrogant and domineering in front of ordinary people, he would never be arrogant in front of Prince Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao had been familiar with Confucian classics since he was a child. He had a kind and generous personality and was very friendly to others. He had always been respected by everyone. In addition, Zhu Yuanzhang carefully trained him and assisted in government affairs for many years. His prestige among civil and military officials had long been established.
Seeing Lan Yucheng's frightened look, Zhu Biao comforted him in a broad voice: "Uncle is too outspoken. Although you and Gu are monarchs and ministers, they are also a family. A family does not say a word to each other."
After comforting Lan Yu, Zhu Biao then asked Lan Yu's reason for coming: "Uncle, is there anything you want to do when you come here this time?"
"There is indeed something I would like to ask your highness for help with. It is like this."
Lan Yu stopped being polite and told the whole story. After finishing speaking, he took out the clothes Han Du gave him from his arms and presented them to Zhu Biao.
"Your Highness, this is what that person wanted to present to Your Majesty. He said that it concerns the people of the world. I dare not make any independent opinions, so I came here to see Your Highness."
Zhu Biao took over the clothes in confusion. He didn't know why his uncle would help Han Shilang's son, but since it was his uncle who came here on his own, there was no harm in taking a look.
Zhu Biao opened his clothes. Although the handwriting written in human blood had dried up, the whole clothes had a strong fishy smell. However, Zhu Biao was also someone who had experienced fighting on the battlefield, so he was not at all uncomfortable with this smell.
Ignoring the smell, he looked intently at the blood book.
After reading the first few sentences, Zhu Biao couldn't help but sneer. He felt that the person who wrote the bloody letter was a bit alarmist. However, as he continued to read, the smile on his face began to fade.
Finally, after Zhu Biao read everything, his face became extremely solemn.
Lan Yu had not opened it and read it, but when he saw the change in Zhu Biao's expression, he couldn't help but be cautious and asked cautiously: "Your Highness, is there something wrong with this blood book?"
"There's nothing wrong with it," Zhu Biao replied to Lan Yu and continued: "The words in this blood book are exquisite, every sentence is reasonable, and it is thought-provoking. However, the results are not so good. What's the matter? Uncle, you personally sent this blood book.
Come on, haven’t you seen it yourself?”
After saying that, he looked at Lan Yu with a smile.
Lan Yu smiled bitterly and said: "I have been studying the art of war for decades, but I couldn't even win a battle. I was completely defeated in Hongwu's five-year Northern Expedition. I don't understand people's livelihood at all. For something that concerns the people, even if
If you look at it, you won’t understand it, and if you look at it, it will be in vain, so it’s better not to look at it.”
The loneliness between the words was vivid on his face.
It seems that Lan Yu is still worried about not being able to participate in the conquest of Bei Yuan. This is a knot in his heart. Perhaps this knot in his heart will only be resolved when Lan Yu defeats Bei Yuan again with his own hands.
Zhu Biao had a clear understanding in his heart and expressed comfort: "My uncle is brave and resourceful, and he is a famous general in the world. Now that the Northern Yuan Dynasty still exists, my uncle will definitely lead an army to conquer the Northern Yuan Dynasty again one day."
"I thank His Highness for your kind words." Lan Yu was comforted by Zhu Biao for a while, and she was in a better mood. She responded with a smile. However, Lan Yu didn't really believe that he would be able to participate in the next expedition to Beiyuan. After all, in terms of qualifications, the older generation
The generals are still there.
Seeing that the matter was done, Lan Yu said goodbye: "Your Highness, I will leave first."
"We finally met, why don't uncle have a few more words with Gu?" Zhu Biao persuaded him to stay.
"Your Highness's few words have made me feel a lot better. Your Highness is busy with government affairs, so I'd better not delay His Highness. When His Highness is free one day, I, an idler, will come and talk to His Highness again."
"Haha, okay, when I have some free time, I will have a good talk with my uncle."
Lan Yu bowed and thanked Zhu Biao, took a few steps back, turned around and left the hall.
Zhu Biao stood up and watched Lan Yu's leaving figure. He didn't take the blood book back to sit behind the desk until he could no longer see it.
After much hesitation, he put the blood book in his hand first, and then shouted toward the door of the palace: "Come in, everyone."
The officials and minor officials moved upon hearing the sound, walked in from outside the palace gate one by one, and started to be busy again.
After Zhu Biao finished handling all the government affairs, he realized that his back was a little stiff. He couldn't help but push it a few times. After feeling better, he picked up the blood letter and took the eunuchs to find his father. As Zhu Biao's residence, the East Palace not only has peace and harmony.
In addition to the uniform solemnity of the imperial city, there is also an added luxury. There are countless exotic flowers and plants in the East Palace, and ordinary people will definitely be shocked and dazzled when they first come here.
This is not to say that Zhu Biao lived a luxurious life. These things were forced by Zhu Yuanzhang to Zhu Biao. On the contrary, Zhu Yuanzhang did not have these things in his own palace and was very simple.
This is like an old farmer who always wants to give his best things to his favorite son.
This was not the first time Lan Yu had seen these scenes. She followed the guard without squinting and waited outside the main hall. After receiving the guard's permission signal, Lan Yu stepped into the main hall.
I saw a young man with a Chinese character face, a black crown with gold patterns on his head, and a bright yellow python robe, sitting behind a huge desk, with his eyebrows lowered, writing furiously.
There are a large number of memorials and documents stacked on the desk, and various petty officials are coming and going on both sides, like a revolving door.
Zhu Biao has been assisting Zhu Yuanzhang in handling government affairs since he became an adult. After so many years of experience, he has become familiar with it, so he now has to deal with more and more government affairs every day.
Lan Yu stepped forward and bowed, saying: "Your Majesty Lan Yu, I would like to pay homage to His Highness the Crown Prince."
When Zhu Biao heard this, his strokes naturally slowed down. He looked up and saw Lan Yu who was bowing down. He raised his hand and said with a smile: "Uncle, there is no need to be polite. Please give me a seat. Please wait for a while until I finish processing this memorial."
"Thank you, Your Majesty the Prince." After saying that, he sat down on the chair on the left and waited. A clerk offered tea at the right time, and Lan Yu was not polite and took a sip.
Well, it’s Xiaolong Tuan.
After a while, Zhu Biao finished processing the memorial and waved the surrounding officials and minor officials to retreat.
Zhu Biao casually picked up a piece of silk cloth on the desk, wiped the sweat from his palms, walked to Lan Yu and sat down, also picked up a cup of Xiaolongtuan and took a sip, and said, "Uncle, I haven't come to see you for a long time."
.To be honest, if uncle doesn’t come again, I will find time to see you in a few days.”
Lan Yu quickly put down the teacup in her hand and replied with a feint of fear: "Your Highness is so concerned about me, I am deeply moved."
Although Lan Yu was a bit arrogant and domineering in front of ordinary people, he would never be arrogant in front of Prince Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao had been familiar with Confucian classics since he was a child. He had a kind and generous personality and was very friendly to others. He had always been respected by everyone. In addition, Zhu Yuanzhang carefully trained him and assisted in government affairs for many years. His prestige among civil and military officials had long been established.
Seeing Lan Yucheng's frightened look, Zhu Biao comforted him in a broad voice: "Uncle is too outspoken. Although you and Gu are monarchs and ministers, they are also a family. A family does not say a word to each other."
After comforting Lan Yu, Zhu Biao then asked Lan Yu's reason for coming: "Uncle, is there anything you want to do when you come here this time?"
"There is indeed something I would like to ask your highness for help with. It is like this."
Lan Yu stopped being polite and told the whole story. After finishing speaking, he took out the clothes Han Du gave him from his arms and presented them to Zhu Biao.
"Your Highness, this is what that person wanted to present to Your Majesty. He said that it concerns the people of the world. I dare not make any independent opinions, so I came here to see Your Highness."
Zhu Biao took over the clothes in confusion. He didn't know why his uncle would help Han Shilang's son, but since it was his uncle who came here on his own, there was no harm in taking a look.
Zhu Biao opened his clothes. Although the handwriting written in human blood had dried up, the whole clothes had a strong fishy smell. However, Zhu Biao was also someone who had experienced fighting on the battlefield, so he was not at all uncomfortable with this smell.
Ignoring the smell, he looked intently at the blood book.
After reading the first few sentences, Zhu Biao couldn't help but sneer. He felt that the person who wrote the bloody letter was a bit alarmist. However, as he continued to read, the smile on his face began to fade.
Finally, after Zhu Biao read everything, his face became extremely solemn.
Lan Yu had not opened it and read it, but when he saw the change in Zhu Biao's expression, he couldn't help but be cautious and asked cautiously: "Your Highness, is there something wrong with this blood book?"
"There's nothing wrong with it," Zhu Biao replied to Lan Yu and continued: "The words in this blood book are exquisite, every sentence is reasonable, and it is thought-provoking. However, the results are not so good. What's the matter? Uncle, you personally sent this blood book.
Come on, haven’t you seen it yourself?”
After saying that, he looked at Lan Yu with a smile.
Lan Yu smiled bitterly and said: "I have been studying the art of war for decades, but I couldn't even win a battle. I was completely defeated in Hongwu's five-year Northern Expedition. I don't understand people's livelihood at all. For something that concerns the people, even if
If you look at it, you won’t understand it, and if you look at it, it will be in vain, so it’s better not to look at it.”
The loneliness between the words was vivid on his face.
It seems that Lan Yu is still worried about not being able to participate in the conquest of Bei Yuan. This is a knot in his heart. Perhaps this knot in his heart will only be resolved when Lan Yu defeats Bei Yuan again with his own hands.
Zhu Biao had a clear understanding in his heart and expressed comfort: "My uncle is brave and resourceful, and he is a famous general in the world. Now that the Northern Yuan Dynasty still exists, my uncle will definitely lead an army to conquer the Northern Yuan Dynasty again one day."
"I thank His Highness for your kind words." Lan Yu was comforted by Zhu Biao for a while, and she was in a better mood. She responded with a smile. However, Lan Yu didn't really believe that he would be able to participate in the next expedition to Beiyuan. After all, in terms of qualifications, the older generation
The generals are still there.
Seeing that the matter was done, Lan Yu said goodbye: "Your Highness, I will leave first."
"We finally met, why don't uncle have a few more words with Gu?" Zhu Biao persuaded him to stay.
"Your Highness's few words have made me feel a lot better. Your Highness is busy with government affairs, so I'd better not delay His Highness. When His Highness is free one day, I, an idler, will come and talk to His Highness again."
"Haha, okay, when I have some free time, I will have a good talk with my uncle."
Lan Yu bowed and thanked Zhu Biao, took a few steps back, turned around and left the hall.
Zhu Biao stood up and watched Lan Yu's leaving figure. He didn't take the blood book back to sit behind the desk until he could no longer see it.
After much hesitation, he put the blood book in his hand first, and then shouted toward the door of the palace: "Come in, everyone."
The officials and minor officials moved upon hearing the sound, walked in from outside the palace gate one by one, and started to be busy again.
After Zhu Biao finished handling all the government affairs, he realized that his back was a little stiff, and he couldn't help but push it a few times. After feeling better, he picked up the blood letter and took the eunuchs with him to find his father.