King of Han Dynasty of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 261 55 open?

With such words.

Zhu Di's expression of embarrassment was fleeting.

With his scheming heart, he couldn't guess that the bastard Lao Er must have seen through his actions.

I'm here to deliberately point him out and block him!
However, that’s all.

It was impossible for him not to say it, and it was impossible for him to give up.

Otherwise, so much preparation and so much thought would have been done before.

Hasn't it become a joke?
"Cough cough cough..."

Zhu Di coughed a few times to relieve his inner embarrassment, glanced at him, and said quietly:

"It's actually not a big deal."

"Second brother, you also know the state of Ming Dynasty's treasury and fiscal revenue."

"Although now, because of your refined salt matter, a lot of pressure has been relieved."

"But in the face of a huge country, it is just a drop in the bucket."

"You saw it just now. Whatever dad wants to do, it all depends on the face of that old fool Xia Yuanji."

"Hey"

"Look. As an emperor, one person is superior to ten thousand people. What kind of life do I live?"

"Second dick!"

"Dad is feeling miserable!"

Zhu Gaoxu: "!!!!!!"

OMG!

What does this old bastard want to do? What does he want to do?
He actually had the shamelessness to show off his misery and cry for poverty in front of his son, what exactly was he trying to do?

Is he really still the resolute and decisive Emperor Yongle he knew?
Are you sure you're right?
Besides, is the majestic Emperor Yongle that miserable?
If I hadn't known the cause of the matter, I would have believed you!
Although Old Man Xia seemed stingy and objected from time to time, and it seemed that the old man was determined to do something, no one else was holding him back, so he really didn't pay a penny, right?
How could it be as bad as he said?

If Xia Yuanji hadn't supported this mess behind the scenes and kept Zhu Di in check, it would have been hard to say whether Ming Dynasty would have been able to move forward in the past few years!

After a short period of thinking, Zhu Gaoxu came back to his senses and roughly figured out why the old man did such things and said such words without caring about his face.

This old bastard, who previously gave in to the benefits due to his forceful lifting of the table and threats, is now trying to use emotion and reason to cry and complain in front of him, and hug them all back.

Thinking of this, Zhu Gaoxu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and suddenly had a plan in his heart. He laughed and said in relief:

"Dad!"

"Isn't everything getting better now?"

"In the past, there was a stable income from refined salt, and later there was a plan to exploit the barbarians for profit."

"With this two-pronged approach, the Ming Dynasty's treasury will have no worries."

"Thinking about what I have done since then, how can Old Man Xia refute you and disagree with some of your proposals after having a stable income."

"Dad doesn't need to worry about this anymore."

"Everything will slowly get better and everything will be fine."

His words were full of words of relief and consolation.

Zhu Di: "???????"

Hey!
Zhu Di, who was standing aside and working hard on his performance, almost couldn't hold back the curse after hearing these words.

This bastard thing.

On purpose?

How about disgusting him and playing with him?

After briefly sorting out his thoughts and suppressing the urge to curse and curse, Zhu Di glanced coldly at Zhu Gaoxu, who had a distressed expression on his face to comfort him. He was too lazy to pretend and spoke directly:
"okay."

"Second brother, let's stop beating around the bush."

"We see that your Han Dynasty palace has a lot of assets, and there are people in the fief paying tribute every year."

"It can be said that I lived a happy life as a child, more nourishing than anyone else."

"Let's discuss it as father and son. How about giving the three-cent dividend from the profits of wool and sheepskin that you took away from the imperial court directly to dad?"

See the picture poorly.

He stopped pretending and asked directly for benefits.

With such an attitude, Zhu Gaoxu was dumbfounded and froze on the spot.

After thinking for a moment, I finally understood. After all, he was here practicing Tai Chi with others, never picking up the conversation and avoiding the topic at every turn.

Don't talk about Zhu Di. If he encounters this kind of situation, he may be forced to panic.

At the same time, he also knew that he could not avoid this problem.

"call"

After a short silence, Zhu Gaoxu let out a long breath, slowly raised his head with half-closed eyes, shook his head very solemnly, and said in a deep voice:
"father"

"Isn't your appearance too ugly?"

"You want all the benefits?"

"This matter is absolutely impossible."

"I will give you at most 10% of the profits here, no more."

Zhu Di: "."

What the hell?
He did so many shows and acted in so many plays.

You almost put your old face on the line and are only willing to give him 10% of the benefits?

Does this bastard think of him as a beggar?

It didn't meet his expectations at all.

Absolutely impossible!
Thinking of this, Zhu Di's old face instantly darkened, his pupils narrowed, and he said angrily:
"no!"

"10% profit is too little."

"I am your father!"

"I must account for the majority, and 20% cannot be less."

In response, Zhu Gaoxu glanced at him very unhappily, fought back without giving in, and snorted coldly:

"You still know you are my father?"

"In the whole world, how can a father snatch things from his son or force him to take advantage of his son?"

"Isn't it too much?"

This statement came out.

Even though Zhu Di naturally thought that he was thick-skinned enough, his old face could not help but turn slightly red, and a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.

After a short silence, he was ready to start the crying and complaining mode again.

Plan to use righteousness and force to suppress.

"Second brother..."

Seeing this situation, Zhu Gaoxu understood instantly and guessed what he wanted to do. He waved his hand at him with an extremely solemn and decisive expression, and said with certainty:

"Old man, put away your pretentious behavior."

"Anyway, I said 10%, it's only 10%, whether you like it or not, forget it if you don't."

"Not one cent more."

"You still have the nerve to cry about poverty and complain."

"If you have no money or are poor, you can still ask Xia Yuanji to help you."

“I have no money and I don’t even know who to turn to!”

"To compare, at least you have someone who can give you the truth. I don't even have anyone who can give you the truth. I have to rely on myself."

"So, old man, don't go too far!"

After hearing this, a trace of embarrassment flashed across Zhu Di's old face, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

It seems like this is really the case.

However, this was not the reason for him to give up.

"Second brother, that's the case."