Chapter 8 My brother has absolutely no two intentions (please invest!)
Ji Boying glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang behind him, wondering if his joke was a little too big. If the keyboard warriors of the world knew that he asked the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty to salute him, the keycaps would probably fly off. "Your Majesty, as the Son of Heaven, does not need to salute."
"Brother has a serious word. If he doesn't mind, he will call us "Zhongba" from now on to show his kindness."
Lao Zhu's attitude can be said to be very low.
Because in Lao Zhu's eyes, this Ji Boying is a relegated immortal from heaven to earth. He has already surpassed the common definition. Naturally, he will not have any impact on his throne in the world, and he can also help his Ming Dynasty extend his country.
This is obviously the heaven that favored him, Zhu Yuanzhang, and gave him the immortal master given by the Ming Dynasty.
Lao Zhu Zhengchou doesn't know how to govern the world and make our Ming Dynasty last forever. Now, as long as we hold on to this thigh, our Ming Dynasty will easily surpass the Han and Tang Dynasties and catch up with three generations. p>
To put it another way, even if he is the ninth-five-year-old, the founding emperor, no matter how noble his status is, it cannot compare to the banished immortal who has lived for tens of thousands of years!
Therefore, in Lao Zhu's view, worshiping an immortal as a sworn brother is definitely a business that only makes money but does not lose money.
Outside the Hall of Enjoyment.
Zhu Di was slowly walking down the steps of the palace, with Zhu Neng and Zhu Gaoxu following closely beside him. At this moment, Zhu Di's head was still a little buzzing and he had not yet fully recovered.
"Gao Xu, is your grandpa Huang alive or dead?"
He turned his head and glanced at Zhu Gaoxu. Zhu Gaoxu was stunned for a moment and scratched his head.
"I don't know either."
"But what the heck, with Grandpa Huang's decree, our peace is justifiable, and my father should be happy."
Even Zhu Gaoxu's not very smart mind is still aware of the effectiveness of Lao Zhu's imperial edict.
"Hmm."
Zhu Di didn't say much, but frowned, thinking about another question.
‘The destiny is in the south. Since the capital cannot be moved, who will be sent to garrison the north in the future?’
The residual Yuan is rampant, and the northern defense line must be heavily guarded. Should he use generals or make him a king? What Zhu Di is worried about is that since he can fight from the north to the south, will there be a next him?
Even if he can ensure that the northern territory is safe while he is in power, what about his successor?
Will today's peace crisis reappear? Will the separatist regime of vassal towns in the previous dynasty be staged? Will there be another "Shi Jingtang" who exchanged national interests for personal interests?
In Zhu Di's view, he must find a perfect solution to the problem in the northern border.
‘I have to ask the immortal master.’
As soon as Zhu Laosi stopped, he turned around and strode towards the Hall of Enjoyment. When Fang Xiaoru passed by and supported Zhu Yunzhen, who was looking absent-minded, Zhu Di didn't even look at him. With his father's holy decree at his disposal, this nephew was a
Puppet, so what if we let him sit on the throne for another three years.
Pat.
Zhu Laosi quickly walked across the steps of the palace, and was stunned. There was no one else in the palace. There were only two empty golden chairs and seven or eight cigarette butts on the ground.
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Hongwu time and space, Fengtian Palace.
"Brother, what you are saying is a bit mysterious. Where in the world can a banished immortal come from?"
"Could it be that my father was abducted by some demon? I heard that there is a folk magic that can transform a living person into a living person."
Young Zhu Si, who will turn twenty in three months, looked at his elder brother Zhu Biao beside him and said with a frown.
"Fourth brother, please don't lie. This is the Fengtian Palace, the place where the emperor has authority. What kind of monster dares to cause trouble?"
Although Zhu Biao said this, his heart was beating. After all, almost an hour had passed and there was no news at all.
"But you, my boy, what do you want to do when you enter the palace this time? Are you here to ask your father for permission to become a vassal?"
"You really want to go to Peking?"
Abiao glanced at Zhu Si, who had a smile on his face.
I wanted to go to Peiping. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. There are tens of thousands of guards at my disposal. I am the largest in the fiefdom. If I have nothing to do, I can go to Saibei to fight the Mongols. Apart from the stronger wind and sand, it is better than fighting here in Yingtian all day long.
The old man's scolding was stronger.
"That's all. When my father comes back, I will ask for your order."
Zhu Si was overjoyed when he heard this and quickly bowed.
"My brother, I would like to thank His Highness the Crown Prince."
"Come less."
Zhu Biao smiled and patted Zhu Di on the shoulder. He suddenly remembered the three possibilities of his death mentioned by Ji Boying before. The second one was death by drug. If it was really death by drug, then Zhu Si was also one of the suspects. p>
Although Abiao never believed that his brother would poison him, the more books he read, the more he understood the cruelty of the royal family's children in the past vying for power. For the sake of the supreme throne, not only brothers killed each other, but also killed their fathers and regicides.
No.
"Fourth child, if one day you want to sit in that position, will you choose to kill Gu."
With a sudden sentence, the smile on Zhu Di's face instantly stopped, and then anger burst out.
"Which thief is talking nonsense in front of my eldest brother? I'm going to kill him if he instigates a relationship between you and me as brothers!"
I don’t know what Zhu Si will think in the future, but now Zhu Di, who is not yet twenty years old, can pat his chest and say that he has absolutely no intention of seizing the throne.
Even on a lonely moonlit night, he had some thoughts about the supreme position deep in his heart, but they were extinguished in an instant.
Because Zhu Di knew very well that he should not care about the throne in terms of emotion, etiquette, reason, and courage.
Because of Qing, Lao Zhu was too busy starting a business in his early years. Except for Zhu Biao, his other sons had no time to take care of it. This is why Zhu Si did not have his own name until he was seven years old. His father had no time, his eldest brother was his father, and Zhu Di and other brothers
It can be said that it was brought up by Zhu Biao.
According to Li, Zhu Biao was the eldest son. When Lao Zhu proclaimed himself King of Wu, he was the crown prince, and Lao Zhu's second imperial edict after the founding of the country was to canonize Zhu Biao as the prince.
Yu Li and Zhu Biao have assisted Lao Zhu in handling political affairs for more than ten years. All officials in the court are convinced and the people all over the world support him. He is the aspiration of the people and is undisputed as his successor.
Yu Dan, Zhu Di understood the status of Zhu Biao in Lao Zhu's heart. If any of the princes dared to think of taking Zhu Biao and replacing him, Lao Zhu would kill him in advance without Zhu Biao taking action. p>
Since he was granted the title of King of Yan, Zhu Di has always been very clear about his position, which is to be a frontier fortress king, guarding the northern gate of the Ming Dynasty for his eldest brother.
"I just said it casually, don't take it to heart."
Zhu Biao smiled and didn't take it seriously.
"Brother, if you don't explain this matter clearly today, I will feel uncomfortable with it."
Zhu Di refused to let go. For him, this was no small matter.
"Okay, okay, I'll tell you."
Then, Zhu Biao explained the three causes of Prince Yiwen's death that Ji Boying had mentioned before in the palace.
"Monster! This Ji Boying is definitely a monster!"
"Hmph, when he appears, I will definitely kill him!"
Zhu Di threw up his sleeves angrily, and then looked at Zhu Biao.
"Brother, I have no doubts about you."
"If you make false claims, the sky will strike with lightning!"
Zhu Biao smiled, raised his hand and patted Zhu Di on the shoulder.
"Well, I know."
Click...Boom!
The majestic thunder exploded in this sunny sky.
A Biao's hand froze.
The fourth child’s face was confused.
The people in the outer city of Yingtian Mansion began to make continuous noises.
It's thundering! It's time to collect your clothes...!