My father Zhu Gaoxu

Chapter 59 Re-recording the Yongle Ceremony
"What nonsense!"

Zhu Di slammed a memorial to the ground, and stomped on it a few times angrily, only then did he feel relieved.

The memorial said that the lightning strike Zhongyuan Pavilion a few days ago was God's warning to Zhu Di, so the minister who wrote the memorial hoped that Zhu Di would practice more benevolence so as not to offend God and so on.

For this kind of bastard minister, Zhu Di wished he could kill him with a knife.

But as the emperor, he couldn't do this, because the one who wrote the report was a censor, so he had the right to hear about things, even if he said something wrong, Zhu Di couldn't dispose of it at will.

At this moment, Zhu Gaochi took Zhu Zhanji into the Wuying Hall, and stepped forward to salute together.

"Why are you father and son here together?"

Zhu Di asked in surprise when he saw Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji.

Zhu Zhanji grew up with Zhu Di since he was a child. It cannot be said that he is not close to Zhu Gaochi, but he rarely appears together.

"Report to my father, Zhan Ji is sensible, and said that he would help me share some government affairs, so I will entrust some things to him."

Zhu Gaochi replied with a smile.

Ever since he asked Zhu Zhanhe to visit his son last time, Zhu Zhanji came to find him for work the next day, which made Zhu Gaochi very happy, feeling that his nephew was capable.

"Okay, Zhanji, you actually know how to share your father's worries. What did your father leave to you?"

Zhu Di also asked quite gratified.

He knows his grandson too well, he is good at everything, but he is too playful, usually lazy when he can, and never takes the initiative to find things to do, and now he is finally sensible.

"Grandpa Emperor, grandson is now in charge of the re-recording of the Yongle Grand Ceremony!"

Zhu Zhanji stepped forward and replied.

"Your father handed this over to you?"

Zhu Di was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head and glanced at Zhu Gaochi next to him.

The Yongle Canon was almost destroyed. After discussing with Yao Guangxiao, Zhu Di decided to take a permanent solution and re-record the Yongle Canon. He also had to copy a few more copies and store them separately to ensure nothing would go wrong.

Zhu Di handed this matter over to Zhu Gaochi, but he didn't expect him to hand it over to Zhu Zhanji.

"Father, the re-recording of the Yongle Grand Canon is of great importance, and it needs to be dispatched from it. It is very training, so my son handed over this matter to Zhan Ji. Even if he can't do it, he can exercise his ability."

Zhu Gaochi replied cautiously.

"Can't do it? So you still think it's not feasible to re-record the Yongle Grand Ceremony?"

Zhu Di asked with a cold face.

When he handed over this matter to Zhu Gaochi before, Zhu Gaochi clearly opposed it, and in the end he forced the other party to nod.

"This one……"

Zhu Gaochi showed hesitation. To be honest, he really did not approve of re-recording the Yongle Grand Ceremony.

"Grandfather, grandson also thinks it's not feasible to re-record the Yongle Grand Ceremony!"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Zhu Zhanji suddenly rescued his father.

"what?"

Zhu Di frowned. He didn't expect that this grandson who was brought up by himself would oppose his decision.

"Grandfather, my grandson has been to the Imperial Academy and the Imperial College these days, and discussed with the bachelors, editors, doctors, teaching assistants, etc., and even talked with some supervising students, but except for a very few people, the vast majority Nobody approves of it."

Zhu Zhanji felt that his grandfather was about to get angry, so he hurriedly explained.

If the Yongle Grand Ceremony is to be re-recorded, the person who transcribes must be selected from the Imperial Academy and the Imperial Academy, so Zhu Zhanji will go to these two places.

"Why?"

Zhu Di frowned even tighter.

Don’t think that what the emperor wants to do, you only need to issue an imperial decree, such as re-recording the Yongle Grand Ceremony, if the people below do not cooperate, then passively slow down, or even deliberately delay the time, Zhu Di will have nothing to do with them. It was an extremely time and energy consuming thing.

"This... Grandpa Huang, do you still remember that when the Yongle Hall was compiled, there was a Cui Hanlin and a Dr. Zhao from the Imperial College?"

Zhu Zhanji hesitated for a moment, and instead of answering directly, he asked rhetorically.

"Nearly 3000 people were used to compile it. How can I remember them?"

Zhu Di shook his head indifferently. He only remembered that the supervisors were Yao Guangxiao and Xie Jin. As for the other participants, he had no impression at all.

"Cui Hanlin was a Jinshi in the early years of Yongle. He was knowledgeable and was responsible for correcting part of the Yongle Canon. However, because there were too many books to be corrected, he felt miserable, so he drank his sorrows every day, and finally died of excessive drinking. .”

Zhu Zhanji glanced at Zhu Di at this point, and found that the other party didn't respond, so he continued.

"As for Dr. Zhao, he was responsible for the later copying, but because of the heavy task and the short deadline set by the court, he actually went crazy while copying and almost burned the copied books."

"I just remembered, there is such a doctor who almost ruined my grand ceremony!"

Zhu Di slapped the table angrily when he heard the words.

"Grandpa, calm down. At the beginning, he just copied a Yongle Canon, which drove a Hanlin to death and a doctor. Both of them were young and learned people at the beginning. They should have a bright future, but because of a Yongle Canon ruined himself, so..."

"I understand, because of these two people, the officials of the Imperial Academy and the Imperial Academy are unwilling to re-record the Yongle Grand Ceremony!"

Zhu Di has all his beard and hair, he is the emperor, he asked his subjects to do such a trivial matter, how dare they push back?

"Grandfather, it's not just because of the two of them. More than half of the officials of the Imperial Academy and the Imperial College participated in the Yongle Grand Ceremony. They were also very opposed to the re-recording of the Yongle Grand Ceremony. I proposed on the spot to sue my old age and return home, and I ask Grandpa Huang to be considerate!"

Zhu Zhanji reported loudly again.

That's more than 2 volumes of books. Even if hundreds of people copy them together, one person must be divided into hundreds of volumes, and there must be no mistakes. It's okay for a day or two. If you copy for years, you will be driven crazy.

"Hmph, I don't care what those officials think, I just want the result!"

Zhu Di was not so easy to persuade, but facing his favorite grandson, Zhu Di finally breathed a sigh of relief and said again.

"Zhanji, since you have taken over this matter, then find a way to do it well. It doesn't matter what other people think!"

"I……"

Zhu Zhan basically wanted to say something more, but seeing his father Zhu Gaochi winking at him, he had to hang his head and say: "Grandson obeys the order!"

The father and son left the Hall of Martial Arts, and as soon as they left the hall, Zhu Zhanji immediately asked his father, "Why doesn't my father let me finish my sentence?"

"Is it useful? You grew up with your grandpa, and you still don't understand his temper?"

Zhu Gaochi asked back with a smile.

"Even if it's useless, I have to let Grandpa Huang know the attitude of the officials."

Zhu Zhanji said stubbornly again.

"Didn't you see it just now, your grandpa doesn't care about other people's attitudes, or even their lives, he just wants the result!"

Zhu Gaochi spoke again earnestly.

"Then...then you can't play for the tiger and force those officials to re-record the Yongle Grand Ceremony with a knife?"

Zhu Zhanji blushed anxiously.

"Can you speak? What does it mean to be a minion for a tiger? That is to share your worries. You have a lot to learn!"

Zhu Gaochi hurriedly pulled his son aside, and then whispered.

"Anyway, I can't help it. If it were you, what would you do?"

Finally, Zhu Zhanhe spread his hands and could only ask his father for help.

"Hey, son, I will teach you a trick today!"

Seeing Zhu Gaochi laughing very much, he turned his head to look around, and after making sure that there was no one there, he said again.

"My trick is called dragging words. Didn't your grandpa force you to find someone to re-record? Then you find a few people and pretend to record slowly. Anyway, this can't be completed in ten and a half months. You are so slow." Procrastinate slowly, until your grandfather is irritable, until he is uneasy, until he wants to give up, or even until he forgets about it, then it will be resolved!"

"This... isn't this fooling Grandpa Huang?"

Zhu Zhanji asked dumbfounded, he didn't expect his father, who has always been loyal, to teach him such a bad move?
"What is fooling around? It's called wisdom. Do you understand? At the beginning, your grandpa used this trick to deal with our three brothers. After he ascended the throne, he did not establish a crown prince. It dragged us for more than a year, until your second and third uncles couldn't bear it anymore. In the end, you jumped too high and angered your grandpa, so the position of crown prince fell to me!"

Zhu Gaochi said again with a proud face.

As the eldest son, Zhu Gaochi has always adhered to the principle of "fighting without fighting". No matter how Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui dance, he only needs to be a big brother.

"No, this is the first errand that I took the initiative to take on, and I must not fool around like this!"

Zhu Zhanji shook his head unwillingly.

"Okay, you young people are high-spirited, and I won't persuade you anymore. When you hit the wall outside a few times, you will naturally know that being a father is for your own good!"

As Zhu Gaochi said, he reached out and patted his son's shoulder before turning around and leaving.

(End of this chapter)