If I fail to overcome the tribulation, I can only return to the Ming Dynasty and become a prince.

Chapter 15
"Grandpa was assassinated? What happened? Didn't grandpa return to the city yesterday? Why was the carriage assassinated again today? What's going on?" When Zhu Zhanjuan heard the news from Zhu Gaochi, even after a few The city that had been cultivated for hundreds of years also made him frown.

Zhu Di's assassination was not a trivial matter, and he was not the later Jiajing Wanli. If he dared to assassinate the king in the early Ming Dynasty, he would have to be really prepared to destroy the nine tribes.

"Who knows what happened? I just presented the red fruit you gave me to the old man today. When he was very happy after eating one on the spot, he heard someone coming to report that the army was assassinated when they entered the city. He rushed to It's your grandfather's bicycle frame, but it is said that your second uncle got the news in advance, so he set up an ambush and caught all the assassins." Zhu Gaochi picked up the tea cup and prepared to pour some water for himself, but found that it could not be poured out, so he Neng put down the teacup depressedly and said depressedly: "What's going on in this room? You don't even have a mouthful of tea. It's a good thing your grandfather gave you ten maids, otherwise there wouldn't even be anyone to take care of you."

Hearing Zhu Gaochi's words, Zhu Zhanquan shook his head helplessly, took out a teapot carved from ruby ​​​​and two jade teacups from his sleeves, poured Zhu Gaochi and himself a cup each, and then said: "Don't talk about me. There are no people in the house, I didn’t let them come in to clean up today, so naturally no one makes tea, dad, you can drink this first.”

Zhu Gaochi watched Zhu Zhanchun take out the teapot from his sleeve, and immediately looked at Zhu Zhanchun's sleeve with wide eyes, and asked curiously: "Zhanchun, where did you take this out? Is there something in your sleeve?" Qiankun?"

"The Taoist's secret art is nothing but a small trick." In front of his fat father, Zhu Zhanqi didn't tell the whole truth, but he also revealed something: "This is the drink of the gods on Penglai Immortal Island." Dad, don’t you want to try the tea?”

"Then I have to try it. What's the difference between the tea that gods drink and the tea that mortals drink?" Zhu Gaochi happily picked up the tea cup, took a look at the color of the tea, smelled the aroma, and praised: "It's really extraordinary! The color is extraordinary! Made of jasper, its taste is elegant and fragrant, and the smell is refreshing! Good tea!"

After speaking, Zhu Gaochi took a sip and as the tea entered his throat, his whole body felt fuzzy and even intoxicated by it.

"Father, as long as you like it. I'll bring some to Mom later. Although our house doesn't talk about luxury, you can still enjoy what you should enjoy." Zhu Zhanquan didn't have any reaction to the tea he poured out, but it was just plain. Responded to Zhu Gaochi.

In the cave gourd, Zhu Zhanquan collected at least a dozen kinds of spiritual teas, some of which were even immortal.

Each type has at least one tea tree, which is taken care of, collected, and fried by specialized puppets. Each type has extraordinary effects, so Zhu Zhanquan spent a lot of effort to get the tea trees into the cave gourd.

Although the inventory is not much after hundreds of years, it is still enough to drink.

It's just Lingcha Lingcha. As you can tell from the name, the brewed tea is full of spiritual energy. Just like elixirs, it shouldn't be drunk casually.

Especially the most effective immortal product among them, even he, a master of the golden elixir, did not dare to drink too much.

So I can only treat my fat dad with the most common spiritual tea.

"Hey, it's also my father's fault. Our family has gained a throne, and he has to supervise the country. Your father and I are in charge of the affairs of the court. After your grandma left, your mother is in charge of the affairs of the harem. Although as long as you are willing to lend a hand, Our family can make ends meet, but in order to avoid being gossiped about, both your mother and I have been frugal these years to avoid being gossiped about, which is also a pain for your mother." Speaking of this, Zhu Gaochi even said I felt a little guilty and sad, feeling that I had wronged my wife.

Speaking of Zhang's marriage to Zhu Gaochi, although she became the crown princess and had a noble status, and even her relatives were given titles, Zhu Gaochi and his wife were not the type to hide their extravagance. Although one of them was in charge of the national finance and the other was in charge of Royal affairs, but the two have never reached out for public funds.Even if the princeling officials in Surrey usually give gifts, the East Palace does not dare to accept them. At most, they only accept some ceremonial gifts for the New Year.

Therefore, regarding the gossip about the Crown Princess being stingy in the East Palace, Zhu Gaochi understood that it was all because of him, so he naturally felt that he owed Mrs. Zhang.

"Dad, please don't say that. With my mother's temperament, even if you give her money and money, she will only save it frugally. She is not the person to spend money." Although Zhu Gaojun said He has slept with her for eight years, but he still knows what kind of character his mother is: "Between these, dad, you should tell me how grandpa reacted when he found out about the assassination!"

"What reaction? How else could the old man react? Why don't you scold me and say that I failed to supervise the country?" Zhu Gaochi sighed, and then said happily: "Thank you Zhanju for letting me offer Zhu Guo." Go up, the old man didn't blame me for this.

But our family is unlucky this time. Even if the old man doesn't think that I was the instigator of the assassination, your father will definitely bear the blame for the unfavorable situation of the supervisor! "

"Isn't this good? Anyway, grandpa has taken back the errand of supervising the country. Dad, you can take advantage of this time to recuperate. You have been supervising the country for so long and you can't rest anymore?" Zhu Zhanquan asked his fat father again I poured a cup of tea and advised him: "Dad, don't do anything during this period. Just follow me and do boxing every morning, and then go fishing on the Qinhuai River and listen to music. Let's live a cool life for a few days!"

"Go fishing in the Qinhuai River and listen to music?" Zhu Gaochi suddenly showed an expressive look in his eyes. Although Zhu Gaochi had been strict with himself since he became the prince, the leisurely life described by Zhu Zhanquan was still very attractive to him.

However, Zhu Gaochi still hesitated a little. He glanced in the direction of the main hall and then whispered to Zhu Zhanyu: "But your mother... she didn't give me any money!"

It's sad to say that the grand prince of the Ming Dynasty has gained gold and silver from his hands, but he doesn't even have the money to go to the Qinhuai River to listen to music. His life is quite miserable.

Zhu Zhanjun wanted to laugh a little, but considering that this was his father, he suppressed his laughter and said: "I have the money, but you have to promise me, dad, we are just going to listen to music and fish, nothing else. "

"If you ask your father and I to be someone else's guest, even the courtesans will look down on them! What they like is a handsome scholar!" Zhu Gaochi beamed with joy when he saw Zhu Zhankun said he was willing to pay.

However, after laughing and joking with his son, Zhu Gaochi calmed down and asked Zhu Zhanjun, "Zhanjuan, who do you think did this?"

"With a temper like my second uncle's, do you think he could detect in advance that an assassin was going to kill grandpa?" Zhu Zhanjun didn't know who did it, but he guessed something from his fat father's words. .

(End of this chapter)