Jingnan Strategy

Chapter 500 The rich family father and son
"I was born weak and weak, so there is no other way except taking good care of me the day after tomorrow."

In the Wuying Palace, when the imperial doctor Wang Wanzhe led a team of more than ten imperial doctors to examine the body of Zhu Zhanli from Prince Zhao's palace, he couldn't help but shake his head and explain.

Zhu Gaosui on the side looked at him saying this, his face turned a little dark, and he was obviously not happy.

If Zhu Gaoxu hadn't been by his side, he might have had an attack.

"You guys go out first."

Seemingly sensing Wang Wanzhe's concerns, Zhu Gaoxu motioned to Zhu Zhan'an and others to go out first.

However, facing his good intentions, Zhu Zhanan shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, my nephews and others are already ready."

After saying that, they looked at Wang Wanzhe, indicating that he didn't need to worry and could just tell his story.

"This..." Seeing Zhu Zhan'an and others acting like this, Wang Wanzhe didn't know whether he should say it or not.

"Go ahead." Seeing that his three nephews didn't care, Zhu Gaoxu couldn't stop him.

"Forgive me for speaking frankly..." Wang Wanzhe bowed first, then pondered for a moment before continuing:
"Judging from the situation of the three Your Highnesses, I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive without confusion..."

"Fart!" Zhu Gaosui immediately couldn't help but say what Wang Wanzhe said.

Buhuo meant that he was forty years old. What Wang Wanzhe meant was that it would be difficult for his three sons to live past forty years old. How could he not be angry about this?

Unfortunately, in the face of his rage, Wang Wanzhe still explained: "Among the three His Highnesses, His Highness the Third and His Highness the Second are slightly better, but His Highness the Crown Prince's pulse condition is very unstable."

"If His Highness the Second and His Highness the Third can barely hold on until they are no longer confused, then I am afraid that His Highness the Crown Prince will not be able to see him even thirty years old."

Wang Wanzhe did not tell all the conditions he diagnosed. For example, Zhu Zhan's pulse condition showed that his Qi was too weak. If he did not take good care of himself, it would be difficult to even give birth to an heir.

It's just that even if you take care of yourself, you may not be able to maintain your body well and give birth to an heir.

Because of this, he didn't say it in front of everyone.

As for Zhu Gaosui's rage, he completely ignored it. After all, he was the royal physician and there was no need to worry about Prince Zhao.

"Lao San Lao San, don't be too angry. Maybe you can recover."

Zhu Gaochi came to act as a lubricant and kept persuading Zhu Gaosui, but Zhu Gaosui's eyes turned red with anger, as if he would cry in the next second.

Looking at his appearance, Zhu Gaoxu could only shake his head secretly.

It seems that the three brothers have indeed inherited some of the problems of the old Xu family, but fortunately there is nothing wrong with their own lineage.

Thinking of this, Zhu Gaoxu looked at Zhu Zhanhe who was not far away. Zhu Zhanhe also felt his father's gaze and subconsciously licked his dry lips.

"If I stay in Beijing to recuperate, will my recuperation be better?"

Zhu Gaoxu withdrew his gaze and turned to ask Wang Wanzhe.

Wang Wanzhe nodded when he heard this: "Beijing Hospital has a rich library of medicinal materials. As long as your majesty nods, although it may not be able to completely cure the disease, it can at least prolong life."

"That's good." Zhu Gaoxu breathed a sigh of relief. Wang Wanzhe started studying medicine in Jilin City and was very proficient in both internal and external surgery.

Since he said that, he must be somewhat sure.

Zhu Gaoxu remembered that his nephew seemed to have died before he was twenty, and now he didn't know if he could survive past twenty.

After his thoughts fell, he turned his attention to Zhu Gaochi's lineage: "Arrange medical staff to go to Shiwangfang to take care of them, and also check on my elder brother and the others."

As soon as Zhu Gaoxu opened his mouth, Zhu Gaochi's heart skipped a beat, and he waved his hands quickly and said, "No, no, it's okay if I don't check. If something goes wrong, I'm worried that I'll scare myself to death."

"What are you talking about..." Zhu Gaoxu knew Zhu Gaochi's situation. Judging from his current weight of more than 200 kilograms, if he did not have three heights, then Zhu Gaoxu would have his name reversed.

Finally, at Zhu Gaoxu's request, Wang Wanzhe diagnosed the pulse of the Han Palace.

From the stethoscope to the pulse diagnosis, half an hour passed quickly.

When the examination was over, Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji looked at Wang Wanzhe's solemn face, and their hearts gradually grew uneasy.

"strangeness……"

Wang Wanzhe murmured in a low voice, and after Zhu Gaoxu heard it, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Back to Your Majesty..." Wang Wanzhe paused, and then said: "Your Majesty and his heirs are in good health, but the heirs of His Highness the King of Han and His Highness the King of Zhao are often suffering from physical weakness."

"Except for the Prince of Songming County and the Prince of Anning County, the rest are basically weak, even the Crown Prince of Han is no exception."

Wang Wanzhe singled out Zhu Zhanyu and Zhu Zhanyi, and these two people were also the two people with the longest lifespans in Zhu Gaoxu's memory. The former seemed to have lived into his sixties, and he almost ascended to the throne several times. Zhu Zhanzhen even surpassed Lao Zhu and lived to the age of seventy-three.

"What happened to Zhan Ji's body?"

Zhu Gaoxu was very curious about Zhu Zhanji's body. After all, he remembered that in the historical data of his previous life, it could be said that Zhu Zhanji was alive and kicking until the tenth year of Xuande, and then died of a serious illness within a few months.

The theories about his death include poisonous materials from Miyagi, diseases contracted from playing crickets, death from overwork, etc.

However, these claims have actually been overturned. After all, the Sun family who lived in Miyagi City lived to be over sixty years old.

"The Prince of Han is strong on the outside and weak on the inside. He is still young and doesn't show off at the moment. But if he gets older and doesn't control his diet, then..."

Wang Wanzhe didn't finish his words, but his meaning was obvious. His guilty look made Zhu Zhanji's heart rise in his throat.

He is only twenty-seven years old now, and there are only three daughters in the inner court and no heirs yet.

If he doesn't have a son in the next few years, wouldn't it mean that his lineage will be extinct?

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhanji's palms began to sweat nervously.

"What if the diet is controlled?"

Zhu Gaoxu listened carefully and guessed that the boss's bloodline was probably related to cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases.

"If it is strictly controlled, you may be able to live longer."

Wang Wanzhe told the answer, which made Zhu Zhanji sigh in relief. Zhu Gaochi also said quickly: "Okay, okay, I will have their meals changed after I return."

Zhu Gaochi seemed to have forgotten himself, but Wang Wanzhe did not forget him.

Seeing him speaking, Wang Wanzhe immediately bowed to him and said, "Actually, what you should be worried about most is your health, His Highness the King of Han."

"I just checked your pulse and already noticed something was wrong. If you continue like this, then the Supreme Emperor may want to send the white-haired person to the black-haired person..."

"..." After hearing Yang Wanzhe's words, even though Zhu Gaochi had a good temper, he couldn't help but look at Zhu Gaoxu and complained: "You, the imperial doctor in the palace, don't even know what euphemism is..."

"Being tactful won't save your life." Zhu Gaoxu looked at Zhu Gaochi. To be honest, with his appearance, Zhu Gaoxu wouldn't find it strange even if he weighed 300 pounds, let alone 200 pounds.

Although Zhu Gaoxu weighs more than 200 pounds, he is smaller than Zhu Gaochi, while Zhu Gaochi is so bloated that he can't even walk without breathing.

"You should take control of yourself. Are you still trying to persuade me like this?"

After complaining about Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Gaoxu said to Wang Wanzhe: "Ask some doctors and nurses to the Han Palace and Zhao Palace so that Haosheng can nurse them back to health. Feel free to use all the medicinal materials."

"I accept the order..." Wang Wanzhe bowed in agreement. Seeing that Zhu Gaoxu had no instructions, he withdrew from the side hall.

After he left, Zhu Gaoxu also said to Zhu Gaochi and others: "Okay, let's go back to the palace to rest first. We will go to Daming Palace for dinner tomorrow."

"Okay, okay, let's go then..." Zhu Gaochi was still depressed, and he didn't pay so much attention to his words.

Watching them leave nervously one by one, the side hall suddenly became empty with only Zhu Gaoxu, Zhu Zhanhe, and Yi Shiha remaining.

"I know everything you did in Longchuan. It has softened your spirit. Not bad..."

After everyone left, Zhu Gaoxu commented on Zhu Zhanhe's experience in the past two years.

Zhu Zhanhe was often targeted by the officials in Longchuan. He had never been exposed to such anger since he was a child, and now that he thinks about it, he is filled with anger.

If most of this group of people hadn't been beheaded and exiled, he would have wanted to kill them all with his own knife.

Thinking like this, Zhu Zhanhe finally said, "Why haven't you seen Yue'er before?"

"Uh..." Hearing Zhu Zhanhe mention his eldest grandson, Zhu Gaoxu's mind immediately thought of the little devil who was talking about me.

"Your grandpa wants to leave, but he won't take it with me." Zhu Gaoxu decisively dumped the blame. Zhu Zhanhe didn't think much after hearing this. He nodded and said:

"When I went north, I heard that my second son was sent to Jiaozhi to guard the border. Do you want my second son to go south to join the feudal clan?"

"Well, do you have any good suggestions?" Zhu Gaoxu asked about the location of Fan. After hearing this, Zhu Zhanhe thought for a moment, and then said:

"Now that anti-malarial powder is available, malaria is not a big problem, but places that are too remote are too poor. It is better to move the second child to Yongchang or Longchuan."

Zhu Gaoxu frowned slightly when he heard this. After being developed by hundreds of thousands of Han people, Yongchang and Longchuan are undoubtedly the richest places in Yunnan at the moment.

What he wants is not for his son to enjoy happiness, but to guard the border and turn the border into the hinterland.

"Have you been to Zhenkang and Mengyang?"

He asked Zhu Zhanhe, who guessed what he was thinking when he heard the words, and couldn't help but bowed and said:

"I have been to places close to it. Zhenkang is mountainous and transportation is inconvenient. Mengyang has large forests. Even if there is anti-malarial powder, venomous snakes and venomous insects are hard to guard against."

"My son, I think it's a bit too much to confer my brothers to these places."

"Excessive?" Zhu Gaoxu finally felt satisfied with Zhu Zhanhe. Seeing him like this, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

People who value emotions are good people, but emperors who value emotions are not necessarily good emperors.

He just paid too much attention to his relationship with his old brothers in Bohai, which allowed them to push their limits, which eventually led to the Guimao case, so he didn't want Zhu Zhanhe to make the same mistake again.

"There are always people who want to guard the border. You brothers are still honest in the capital, but what will happen when they go to the local area? Do you know the result?"

Zhu Gaoxu asked: "You said before that black is black and white, but if they violate the law, how will you solve it?"

"My son...of course he enforces the law impartially." Zhu Zhanhe hesitated for a moment, but this was enough.

"I hope so," Zhu Gaoxu said helplessly: "In short, they are destined to guard the border during the Hongxi period. If you don't want to, wait until you become the emperor!"

"I never meant this!" Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhanhe was also startled and quickly knelt down and bowed.

"Get out of here!" Zhu Gaoxu stood up and walked out of the side hall, and Yi Shiha quickly followed.

Not long after, the two returned to the side hall where the government was governed, and Zhu Zhanhe also stood up nervously, and then returned to his Chunhe Palace.

He and Mrs. Mu haven't seen each other for a long time, and people say that a short break is better than a newlywed, and the same goes for them. After a lively night, early the next morning, Zhu Zhanhe took Mu to Xizhimen and waited in high spirits.

As Zhu Gaoxu appeared with Guo Yan, Zhu Zhantan and others, he hurriedly greeted them.

Zhu Zhantan and the others bowed respectfully to their eldest brother, who was absent from the palace all year round. They were just concubines. Only sixteen-year-old Zhu Zhankan and twenty-two-year-old Zhu Yueying were his half-brothers and sisters.

"Big brother!"

Seeing Zhu Zhanhe, Zhu Zhankan quickly stepped forward to hug him with a smile on his face.

"Where is your sister?" Zhu Zhanhe looked for his sister, but Zhu Zhankan's expression collapsed: "Married."

"Marrying someone?" Zhu Zhanhe was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Who are you marrying?"

"Marry a guy named Jingyuan." As soon as Zhu Zhankan said this, Zhu Zhanhe clenched his fists: "Is he in the capital?"

"No, there is a guard commander at the Hetao border guard." Zhu Zhankan shook his head, and Zhu Zhanhe said in shock: "What about your sister?"

"I went to guard the border with him." Zhu Zhankan felt a soreness in his nose when he thought of his sister who was guarding the border with his cheap brother-in-law.

"This..." Upon hearing that Jingyuan was the commander of the border fortress, Zhu Zhanhe loosened his fists slightly, thinking that his father's vision must be good.

"What are you doing standing still? Let's go!"

Guo Yan shouted to Zhu Zhanhe and the others, and they quickly followed the team.

Not long after, they met up with the teams from the Han Palace and the Zhao Palace at Anding Gate in the north, and finally set off towards the Daming Palace in a mighty manner.

It was June, and the road from Andingmen to Daming Palace was lined with crops, lush and beautiful.

Zhu Gaoxu, who was sitting in the car and watching this scene, was in a happy mood and felt that time passed very quickly.

In less than an hour, everyone arrived at the entrance of Daming Palace and walked towards Wanshou Palace under the welcome of Wang Yan.

Although Zhu Gaoxu allocates a lot of money and food to the Daming Palace every year, Zhu Di's expenses are generally relatively simple among emperors, so it is mostly based on natural landscapes and there are few palaces.

Perhaps because of his age, Zhu Gaoxu actually saw many Taoist priests here. He couldn't help but frown and asked: "What's going on with these Taoist priests?"

"Your Majesty, these are Taoist priests from Wudang Mountain." Wang Yan replied:

"The Supreme Emperor has long admired Zhang Sanfeng, a sloppy Taoist, so he invited many Taoist priests from Wudang Mountain to pray for him and prepare to repair the Taoist temples on Wudang Mountain."

"Build a Taoist temple in Wudang Mountain?" Zhu Gaoxu then remembered that in history, Zhu Di seemed to have built many religious temples and Taoist temples after the death of Queen Xu, such as Dabaoen Temple and Wudang Mountain.

Compared with the Great Baoen Temple, the construction of Wudang Mountain appears to be very grand.

It employed 300,000 civilians, lasted for twelve years, and cost millions of money and food.

For Zhu Gaoxu, it was impossible for him to spend money to build any Buddhist temples or Taoist temples. If Zhu Di wanted to build it, he would have to use money from the Daming Palace to build it, and it was impossible for the national treasury to contribute a cent.

Millions of dollars, this money is enough to build a railway from Jining to Dengzhou, which will benefit millions of people. Isn't this more practical than Wudang Mountain?

Of course, everyone has their own ideas. Zhu Gaoxu doesn't believe this, and he can't stop others from believing it.

Whether it is Zhu Di or Zhu Zhanhe, what they want to build in the future is their business. In short, after his restructuring, the division between the treasury and internal funds is now very clear. The treasury cannot use internal funds, and internal funds cannot use the treasury.

Thinking like this, the Bu Yu riding on Zhu Gaoxu also arrived in front of the Longevity Palace.

As the carriage landed, Zhu Gaoxu also stepped off the carriage with the support of Yi Shiha, and Wang Yan also sang along: "The Holy Driver is here!"

"Long live your Majesty, long live, long live..."

For a moment, the eunuchs, maids, and guards inside and outside the Wanshou Palace knelt down to salute, and there was a noise in the palace.

"Father! Father!"

A figure jumped out, but it was Zhu Qiyue with dark skin and wearing a scarlet robe.

"Grandpa! Where is my dad?"

A self-proclaimed name instantly brought Zhu Gaoxu's face to his grandma's house.

Whether it was Zhu Gaochi or Zhu Gaosui, even Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Zhanhe all looked at Zhu Gaoxu.

Especially Zhu Gaochi's eyes were full of teasing, as if to say, "Second brother, your grandson is doing a good job..."

"Dad, this..."

Zhu Zhanhe was also overwhelmed by his son's surprising words. As he stepped forward, he couldn't help but ask Zhu Gaoxu.

"Didn't I tell you that your grandfather forced you to take care of this child..."

Zhu Gaoxu felt slightly guilty. The last time he felt so guilty was when he lied in front of Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Dad, why are you so dark!"

"You're no better!"

After being picked up by Zhu Zhanhe, Zhu Qiyue made fun of his father's skin color, but he never thought that he was also a black boy.

After joking between father and son, Zhu Gaoxu took this opportunity to walk into the Longevity Palace, and he saw Zhu Di who was pretending not to hear anything at the moment and was very calm.

"Second brother, you are here..."

Zhu Di looked calm on the surface, but was extremely panicked in his heart. After all, his grandson knew that Zhu Zhanhe would definitely complain to him.

"Ahem, I feel a little unwell today. Let's eat early and leave early."

Zhu Di coughed, and the next second he saw Zhu Zhanhe, who had a resentful look on his face, walking in with Zhu Qiyue in his arms.

"He'er is here too, um...well..."

"Grandpa, look at my father and me, we are both equally dark!"

Zhu Di also wanted to make amends for his behavior in raising the baby, but he didn't want Zhu Qiyue to directly control his breathing with just one sentence.

"You kid..." He took a breath. If Zhu Qiyue wasn't too young, he even suspected that this kid did it on purpose.

"By the way, dad, those old barbarians aren't coming today, are they?"

Zhu Qiyue spoke again, and this time the title made Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Gaosui, Zhu Zhanji and others who had just entered the palace feel ashamed.

"Old barbarian..."

Zhu Zhanhe was silenced, and Zhu Qiyue continued without knowing why: "Yes, they are those old barbarians who embroider animal patterns and birds on their bodies."

"Dad, I'm telling you, these old barbarians are really annoying. They won't let me go to the north to fight the barbarians, and they won't let me follow them!"

"When I grow up, I will definitely deal with these old barbarians who cause trouble!"

"Grandpa, why did you bring Yue'er like this?" Zhu Zhanhe couldn't stand listening anymore and complained directly to Zhu Di.

When Zhu Di heard this, he immediately blew his beard and glared: "Why did you bring me up like this? When you were a child, didn't you call those people old barbarians!"

"I was still young at that time..." Zhu Zhanhe's voice was a little lower, obviously because he didn't want to look back on his dark history too much.

"That's right. When he grows up, this kid will change, just like you."

Seeing Zhu Zhanhe's guilty conscience, Zhu Di immediately became proud, as if he was saying that it wasn't him who led the man astray, but the problem with you as a father.

"Dad, please put me down. I want to sit with my great-grandpa."

Zhu Qiyue struggled, and Zhu Zhanhe could only look at his father with a resentful look on his face, and bowed down to put Zhu Qiyue back on the ground.

Zhu Gaoxu felt helpless when he saw him like this. He was in charge of politics every day, so how could he have time to take care of his grandson? Not to mention that even if he wanted to take care of his grandson, the old man wouldn't.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Gaosui, and Zhu Zhanji who were suppressing laughter, and he couldn't help but complain about Zhu Di in his heart.

The last time he was so embarrassed was more than thirty years ago. The old man would really find trouble for himself...

"Okay, okay, let's all sit down and eat!"

Zhu Di waved his hand openly, as if to say that he would not care about you guys anymore. Zhu Qiyue also sat next to Zhu Di, showing off the power of a fox and a tiger to the fullest.

With a look of resentment on their faces, Zhu Gaoxu, Zhu Zhanhe and others took their seats one after another.

After taking his seat, Zhu Di was the first to speak: "After the military parade, I will lead my troops on a northern expedition. During this northern expedition, I plan to take Yue'er to Hai La'er to visit, but I will not take him to the battlefield."

"In addition, Zhan Ji, Zhan He, and Zhan Ai, you three will come with me and practice hard!"

Just as Zhu Di spoke, he was interrupted by Zhu Gaosui: "Dad, look at him..."

Zhu Gaoxu told the situation of Zhu Zhanyi and others, which made Zhu Di fall into silence for an instant.

"As long as it can be cured, take care of it in Shuntian. There's no need to rush back."

After a long silence, Zhu Di squeezed out a word of comfort, and Zhu Gaochi saw this and said:
"Dad, you are old..."

"Shut up, you can't say anything good in three sentences!"

Before Zhu Gaochi started to perform, he was forcibly interrupted by Zhu Di. At the same time, he pointed at him and said: "I haven't scolded you yet, but you have educated me."

"Look at you like that. How many years have I been saying this, and how many years have you listened to it?"

"Don't think that I don't know what happened to you in Prince Han's Mansion. I'm old, but I'm not deaf or blind, so I can see clearly!"

"If you want to educate me, first change your habits and see how you look like a prince."

"Don't……"

Zhu Di kept typing, and every sentence was a personal attack. His skillful words made Zhu Gaoxu wonder if the old man had been practicing very early, otherwise he would not be so fluent...

As he was thinking this way, Zhu Di was also tired of scolding. Zhu Qiyue beside him quickly served tea. Zhu Di picked up the tea and took a sip, with the word "comfortable" written all over his face.

"Even if you say this, I still have to advise you..."

Zhu Gaochi's shameless words immediately silenced Zhu Di. He obviously didn't expect that his eldest son's face had reached such thickness.

Not to mention him, even Zhu Gaosui and Zhu Gaoxu couldn't help but cast a look at Zhu Gaochi with admiration in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)