Li Yunze came back to his senses and looked blankly at the fat man in front of him.
"You really didn't sleep well?" The fat man took two steps forward and pinched Li Yunze's handsome face. "Be energetic, your grandpa will be here soon after returning from the army. He is in a bad mood. He will be angry if you act like this."
"Oh." Li Yunze came back to his senses and nodded vigorously, "I understand."
Looking around, a large group of civil and military officials gathered here, waiting for the emperor to return from his expedition to Mobei.
Li Yunze took two steps back, walked to an internal prisoner, and asked in a low voice, "What year is it today?"
The eunuch, who lowered his head as if he had seen a ghost, responded tremblingly, "Your Majesty, this is the 20th year of Yongle reign, the third day of September."
After learning the key information, Li Yunze suddenly nodded.
His eyes looked at the fat man at the front of the crowd again.
Just by looking at the Gun dragon robe that the fat man was wearing, he knew that this was the prince.
The eunuch called him the grandson of the emperor, and the prince said that his grandfather had returned from the war, plus twenty years of Yongle.
Understand, the fat man is Zhu Gaochi, and the one who returned from the expedition is Zhu Di, so the person he replaces this time is the most famous emperor's grandson in the history of the Ming Dynasty, the "good saint grandson" Zhu Zhanji.
Well, the famous Cricket Emperor.
It is said that liking Du Cricket is just a personal hobby, and Zhu Zhanji's ability is still insignificant.
Among the sixteen emperors of the Ming Dynasty, he could at least be ranked among the top four.
Whether it is literature or martial arts, he is outstanding, and he is worthy of being called a great saint.
Even though she couldn't give birth to a son, she gave birth to a famous god of war who is hard to find in history books, called Emperor Men.
"The 20th year of Yongle." Li Yunze whispered to himself as he recalled the historical data. "That was Zhu Di's third expedition to Mobei. In other words, he will die in two years?"
'Poof!'
Li Yunze woke up from the movement around him. He turned his head and looked over, only to see the internal prisoner who was slumped on the ground and still shivering.
What Li Yunze said before was overheard by the internal monitor who was very close at hand.
What he said would scare someone to death!
He is just an internal prisoner, how can he bear the words from the emperor's grandson that the emperor is about to die!
If this is leaked out, I don't know if the emperor and grandson are in trouble, but he, the internal eunuch, will definitely be dead.
After Li Yunze came back to his senses, he gave the internal prison guard a vague look, then stepped forward and stood behind Zhu Gaochi.
By the way, Zhu Di was indeed in a bad mood for his third expedition to Mobei.
Hundreds of thousands of troops and civilians were mobilized, and countless military resources were spent. However, the result was that the main force of the Tatars dragged their dogs on the grassland and eventually had to return to the court.
Anyone else wouldn't be in a good mood.
Li Yunze waited quietly, but in his mind he was thinking about what Daming needed at this time.
At this time, the Ming Dynasty was still at the peak of its national power. Although the previous Battle of Jingnan had damaged some of its vitality, fortunately it had only been a few decades since the founding of the country, and its heritage was still there.
Moreover, the emperor is very good, but he likes to fight.
While thinking wildly, the army in the distance finally returned.
Of course, it was impossible for all the hundreds of thousands of troops to enter the city. They had already gone to various camps under the leadership of generals.
Those who really followed were the emperor's personal guards.
Zhu Di's face was as dark as water on horseback, and he was obviously in a bad mood.
The cavalry of the Ming Dynasty were also good, but they could not catch up with the herdsmen who had been on horseback since childhood.
After walking around on the grassland, I suffered a lot of damage due to various reasons, but the results were not much.
For Zhu Di, who loved fighting, this was as uncomfortable as possible.
After Zhu Gaochi led all the officials to salute, Zhu Di's eyes fell on Li Yunze, "Cheer up! I'll take you with me next time I go out."
In the twelfth year of Yongle, when he was only fifteen years old, Zhu Zhanji followed Zhu Di on an expedition to Mobei.
"Yes." Li Yunze agreed immediately.
Just take me there. There is no need to go a fifth time. I can help you destroy the Wala Tatars next time!
Zhu Di valued his great sage grandson very much. When he went to Mobei, he would call great scholars from the capital to give him lectures on classics and history.
Zhu Di, who was on horseback, just said a word to Li Yunze, and then rode into the city without paying attention to anyone.
Following them were Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han, and Zhu Gaosui, the king of Zhao Jian.
Although Zhu Di was the emperor, he was only interested in fighting.
He was either out fighting or on his way to fight all year round.
He did not have many children, and only three sons survived to adulthood.
Both Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui were masters in leading battles. It seemed that all the clans that could fight in the Ming Dynasty were concentrated in this era.
The emperors and clans of the Ming Dynasty after being called the God of War were inferior to each other from generation to generation, and in the end they were basically the raw materials for happiness, wealth and longevity.
"I understand." Li Yunze thought to himself, "The reason why I was sent to this world this time is probably to prevent that useless person from being born, and to strangle him directly from the source."
"Big nephew."
Zhu Gaoxu called out, "What's wrong? I'm not happy to see my second uncle? What are you thinking about?"
Li Yunze raised his head and looked at Zhu Gaoxu on the horse, sighing secretly.
Counting backwards, this is an outstanding imperial piece.
Even Zhu Gaosui, who looked gloomy over there, was definitely more capable than half the Ming Emperor.
It’s a pity that we are all born in this generation!
"I feel happy thinking that I can go on an expedition with my second and third uncles next time."
Li Yunze chuckled, "I've wanted to do it for a long time!"
The Ming Dynasty in this era had good weather, and there were no natural disasters like those two hundred years later.
From Zhu Yuanzhang to Zhu Di, two generations of powerful emperors suppressed hundreds of officials, and no one dared to take the initiative to cause trouble. After all, Zhu Yuanzhang's deterrence was still there, and these turbans would never dare to be as shameless as the younger generations in the late Ming Dynasty.
In terms of military affairs, the Ming army has never experienced the collapse of the entire army in Tumubao. The strong combat effectiveness of the Ming army is still unmatched, not to mention that there is an emperor on horseback.
Then what else does Li Yunze have to think about? He just takes off his pants, coughs, picks up the melon hammer and does it!
Fight! Fight all the way to the horizon!
The two princes finally got off their horses and came to Zhu Gaochi's side. They held her in their arms and chatted about their daily life.
These three are all brothers from the same father and mother, and their mothers are all Xu Da's daughters, so their feelings are naturally different.
But this is the royal family after all, and no matter how good the brotherhood is, it is not worth mentioning in front of that chair.
"Pity."
Seeing the scene of brothers and sisters in front of him, Li Yunze secretly felt regretful.
These three brothers all have the ability to be emperors, and their rankings are not low.
Everyone returned to the city together, and then went back to their homes to rest.
At this time, the status and role of Prince Zhu Gaochi were very similar to those of Prince Zhu Biao decades ago.
Zhu Di, who only liked fighting, was away from home all year round, and most of the state affairs were handled by the prince.
Even after returning to the East Palace, Zhu Gaochi was not idle. There were still endless official documents waiting for him to deal with.
After all, the Ming Dynasty was so big that there were countless things that needed to be dealt with by the emperor and the court every day.
Li Yunze looked at Zhu Gaochi, who was buried in endless official documents, and shook his head helplessly.
His body looked fat but was actually very weak. If he worked overtime every day and put in so much effort, he would certainly die young.
But having said that, Zhu Zhanji also died young. He died at the age of thirty-six in his prime. Could it be because of cerebral hemorrhage caused by losing Qi in Dou Cricket?
Under the guidance of the internal prisoner, Li Yunze returned to his own compound.
Two beauties in palace attire and a large group of palace ladies greeted him respectfully.
"Why."
Li Yunze sighed secretly.
'Couldn't you have let me come here a few years earlier? Is it difficult to come here before the wedding? You always ask me to be the receiver, which makes me look like a thief.'
Li Yunze, who sighed secretly and felt that his character had been framed, took a few steps forward and said, "Let's eat."
You can tell who is who by hearing their names at the dinner table.
One is the main concubine Hu Shanxiang, and the other is the side concubine Sun Ruowei.
Hu Shanxiang was a very good person, but it was a pity that he was deposed because he had no sons.
As for Sun Ruowei, there is no doubt that she is the biological mother of the Ming Dynasty God of War, Emperor Mingmen.
The appearance of the two girls is beyond words, they are naturally very outstanding.
But compared with Dai Chai, Qing Fengqin and others in the world of Dream of Red Mansions, they are far behind.
It's not that she looks good, it just feels a lot different.
After dinner, Li Yunze ran to visit Zhu Gaochi and felt helpless when he saw that he was still dealing with official duties.
"I come."
Li Yunze stepped forward, took away a large pile of official documents, and started working on the desk next to him. "I'll take care of these."
"Don't move." Zhu Gaochi hurriedly stepped forward and held down his hand. "This is a national matter, not a child's play!"
"I know." Li Yunze spread his hands, "I just want to help you share the burden."
Zhu Gaochi smiled, and raised his hand to pat Li Yunze on the shoulder, "You are interested, but you are not ready yet. If there is a slight mistake here, it will cause serious consequences in the local area. You are still young, wait until later."
"Let's try it." Li Yunze picked up a memorial. "If it doesn't work, then give up."
When it comes to handling official duties, Li Yunze is truly experienced.
Not only because he has rich experience, but also because he has the vision and knowledge of a modern man.
"No, no, no."
Zhu Gaochi still waved his hands repeatedly, "It's not that I don't believe you, but your grandfather asked me to supervise the country. Only I can do the reviewing of memorials. No one can interfere, not even you."
The emperor is willing to divide power as long as he wants.
The power that can be divided can only be controlled by the person designated by him. It is absolutely not allowed for others to reach out, or for the designated person to give it to others.
Li Yunze scratched his head. He wanted to be a good person and show off his talents, but he didn't expect that he wouldn't even have a chance.
What to do now, of course it is served cold.
In other words, if he could help in his current capacity, someone else would immediately take him and send him to the Jin Yiwei.
Peeping at the imperial power? I'm tired of living with you!
There was no other way, so Li Yunze had no choice but to get up and go to the yard.
There isn't much entertainment this late in the evening, so I have to find something to kill time.
After wandering around for a few times, he simply slapped his head and called to the prison guard, "Let's go to the martial arts field."
The East Palace is very large and has various facilities, including a martial arts arena for archery and martial arts.
Although the prince basically never uses it, he still has it.
Of course, archery at night is not about shooting at a target. He called to the jailer, "Go get a candle and light it."
If you don’t want to shoot at the target, then shoot at the candlestick!