To be honest, if it comes to selfishness, he does not want to enfeoff the kings.
Master Song and Master Liu are right.
These brothers of his are all smart and brave, and they are all still young now, so they naturally treat him with obedience and respect.
Later, when they grew up and went to the fiefdom, and their wings were full, it was hard to say.
Even if they don't rebel and let them take over the rich land, how will he govern the world in the future?!
However, he can also understand his father's painstaking efforts. The palms and backs of his hands are full of flesh. He gave him a country but also ensured that other descendants would have food and clothing for generations to come.
We can only accept this matter first, wait until he takes over the throne, and then slowly make plans for it.
Zhu Biao looked back calmly: "Don't worry, my father. Even if you don't make the king, the borders still need to be guarded. It's better to use outsiders than to use your own people. Of course, the father gave them the title because he believed that he could control them with the ability of his ministers."
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"Isn't that the truth?!" Zhu Yuanzhang patted his thigh and then patted Zhu Biao's shoulder, "You are indeed a kind, friendly and good boy who understands justice. You have not let your father down."
Over there, Zhu Bai watched Zhu Biao go away, then staggered towards his bedroom.
He was a veterinary student at the Modern Agricultural College, also named Zhu Bai. One moment he was kicked in the head by the female donkey he helped deliver the baby, and the next moment he woke up in this bright palace.
He chose science and engineering because he hated history.
Unexpectedly, I always have to pay back when I come out to fool around, and now I have to single-handedly reverse the history that I learned so badly.
What the hell, with his current body, he can't lift his shoulders or lift his hands. To put it bluntly, even if he escapes from the palace, he will be abducted and trafficked in less than three minutes. What can he do?!
He thought hard for several days before he concluded the following three points. As long as he could do one of these, he would be happy and carefree.
First, ensure that Zhu Yuanzhang will not be crowned king.
Second, second, make sure Zhu Biao does not die early.
Third, third, make sure that the prince’s concubine, Mrs. Lu, does not give birth to Zhu Yunwen.
Well, come on, Zhu Bai!
Someone was chasing him and asked in a low voice: "Is the prince okay? You should pay attention to rest and go to bed early at night. Don't be naughty again."
Zhu Bai nodded and replied: "I know, I know."
When he was far away, he realized what he was doing and looked back.
I saw a beautiful woman standing by the road, looking at each other earnestly.
That is his biological mother, Concubine Hu Shun.
All the princes in the palace are raised by Queen Ma, and other concubines are not allowed to have much contact with the princes.
Zhu Bai understood the reason why Zhu Yuanzhang did this.
This is to prevent the concubines from indulging their families and interfering in the government affairs based on their mother's worth and son's worth.
The prince and his mother could only meet quietly to relieve their longing.
However, Zhu Bai didn't care about this.
After all, the original owner of this body had no feelings for his own mother, let alone his cheap son.
However, Concubine Hu Shun reminded him of something just now: Zhu Yuanzhang was a workaholic. He had to review hundreds of memorials every day, slept only four or five hours a day, and worked 365 days a year. Compared with the later "zero"
"Zero Seven" is much crazier.
In the final analysis, the reason why Zhu Yuanzhang did so many things was because he did not trust others, so he concentrated all political power in his own hands.
The only person who can help him share the court affairs is Prince Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao was a gentle, courteous and thrifty person. He would wait until Zhu Yuanzhang fell asleep before going back to sleep. He would get up before Zhu Yuanzhang got up.
Zhu Yuanzhang had been fighting for many years and was stronger than an ox, so it didn't matter.
But Zhu Biao couldn't stand the trouble.
Gee, no wonder Zhu Biao is so thin.
Starting from today, we must find a way to let Zhu Biao go to bed early.
Zhu Bai had always been a man of action. As soon as it got dark, he entered the imperial study and sat on the threshold without making any noise.
In the end, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't stand it anymore and stared at him: "You stinky boy, if you don't go back to sleep, why are you keeping watch here?"
Zhu Bai stood up, straightened his clothes, and saluted solemnly: "Get up early and go to bed early. It is good for your health. Father and His Highness, please rest early."
Zhu Yuanzhang pointed at the thick pile of memorials next to him: "Go to sleep, there are so many things I haven't read yet."
I'll go, there are twenty copies. I have to read them all until tomorrow morning.
These literati are really full of nonsense!!
Zhu Bai stepped forward, picked up a memorial, flipped through it, and said through gritted teeth: "This Ru Taisu is the most verbose! The 10,000-word memorial contains a full 5,000 words about history, and the last half actually only talks about two small things.
.It’s okay if you don’t watch it!!”
After saying that, he tore the memorial into pieces with his hands, threw it away, picked up a few more copies, and said: "These copies are all about praying for rain. If you ask for rain, it will rain. It's useless if you don't pray. None of them are of any use.
There are no words, it’s a waste of paper!!”
Then it was torn into powder by "shushuashushu".
Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao finally recovered from the shock.
One grabbed the memorial and the other held Zhu Bai, but finally he was not allowed to harm more memorials.
"You bastard. What are you going to do?!" Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the memorial that couldn't be pieced together from the ground. His face turned red with anger, and he looked around for the bamboo sticks. "I'll beat you to death."
Zhu Biao hurriedly said: "My twelfth brother has hurt his head. Father, please don't argue with him and get angry or hurt your body."
Zhu Yuanzhang took a deep breath and yelled at Zhu Bai: "You bastard, hurry up and find a way to remedy the situation, or you will have to kneel here until tomorrow morning!!"
Zhu Bai held his chest high and held his head high: "No need to make amends, my father sent them all back and rewritten them. This is a memorial, not an essay contest, so what are you talking about?!"
From now on, it is stipulated that no matter how important the matter is, the minister must write it within 3,000 words, and write it according to the grid. If it exceeds one word, it will be typed back directly.
The same thing was reported to me more than twice and I didn't read it!! They were happy to write about it, but they exhausted my eldest brother and my biological father."
Zhu Yuanzhang felt so hot that he almost cried.
God, finally there is someone who can understand him, Lao Zhu!
Isn’t he just exhausted?!
This group of civil servants were "too busy" all day long, and even a trivial matter would take huge detours, which made them confused and confused.
He was afraid that people would laugh at him for not having gone to school, and he was too embarrassed to say it directly. He had to review and respond to every memorial.
The key point is that if he fails to understand something and is confused, something big may happen.
Zhu Biao let go of Zhu Bai and saluted Zhu Yuanzhang: "Father, I think that my twelfth brother may seem naughty, but in fact what he said is very true.
Nowadays, the memorials written by the ministers are becoming more and more complicated and procrastinating day by day. Most of them are wordy and make-up, but few of them are really useful.
If this continues, it will not be good for the government. Why not take this opportunity to rectify it."
Zhu Yuanzhang sat down and pondered for a moment: "Well, I will think about this matter carefully. That's it for today. You can go back and rest first."
He glanced at Zhu Biao with a mixture of love and hate in his eyes, and said to Zhu Biao: "Send this kid back to the palace and don't let him run around anymore. Make trouble in the court in the morning and tear up memorials at night. Do you want to go to heaven?"
Zhu Biao hurriedly bowed in response, turned around, took Zhu Bai and left.
Zhu Bai secretly wiped a cold sweat: Mom, this method actually worked. It is true that wealth can be obtained in danger.
On the way back, Zhu Biao asked Zhu Bai: "Twelfth brother, who taught you to say these words?"
