Daming: Dad, you are really not good at governing the country

Chang Qingyun stood quietly where she was, her eyes following the receding figures of Zhu Gang and his wife.

A trace of imperceptible worry flashed across her eyes inadvertently, like a slight ripple on the surface of a calm lake.

Chang Qingyun sighed softly, and that breath seemed to carry endless thoughts.

Then she slowly turned her head and looked at Zhu Biao beside her, her eyes filled with a complex emotion of concern and helplessness.

"My husband!"

Chang Qingyun frowned slightly and subconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes with both hands, as if this would allow her to grasp a trace of inner peace.

"I really hope that Yunwen can grow up peacefully in the palace, and never get involved in the tangled disputes in the palace.

Life in this palace is like walking on the edge of a knife.

If you are not careful, you will be doomed. I really can't bear to see that child fall into this endless whirlpool."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Biao gently held Chang Qingyun's hand, and exerted a little force with his broad palm, as if he wanted to pass his strength to her.

Zhu Biao then patted him gently again, his eyes showing calmness and soothing.

He was like an unshakable mountain, giving Chang Qingyun peace of mind.

"My lady, please relax.

My third brother and his wife are all steady and reliable people, and they always act thoughtfully.

Yun Wen will definitely be able to grow up smoothly with them.

We should also take care of our own health and not worry so much all the time and ruin our health."

As Zhu Biao spoke, a tired yet warm smile appeared on his lips. That smile showed both love for his wife and a hint of expectation for the future.

After saying this, he slowly stood up, gently took Chang Qingyun's hand, and walked towards the inner room with steady steps.

Zhu Biao, lying on the couch, slowly closed his eyes, but his slightly furrowed brows revealed his inner unrest.

His thoughts were like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, drifting far away.

In this seemingly peaceful palace, undercurrents are actually surging.

The various forces are like giant beasts hiding in the darkness, and the open and covert struggles have never stopped for a moment.

The relationship between the princes and the imperial court was like an intricate thread, subtle and complex.

Especially after Zhu Gang became a vassal in Shanxi, the situation in Shanxi always concerned every nerve of the imperial court.

The Datong Racecourse in Shanxi is a vital military resource reserve.

Its every move is like the starting point of the butterfly effect, which is related to the success or failure of border defense.

Although Zhu Biao was confined within the palace walls, he heard a lot through various channels about Zhu Gang's actions in Shanxi and various matters at Datong Horse Farm.

How is the horse farm doing now?

Can they provide sufficient and high-quality horses for border wars and become a solid backing for protecting the Ming Dynasty's borders?
What far-reaching impact will the series of measures implemented by Zhu Gang in the local area have on the overall layout of the court?
These problems were like countless little bugs, gnawing at Zhu Biao's heart from time to time, making him extremely worried.

Thinking of this, Zhu Biao's expression became more solemn, and he sighed softly.

The sigh sounded particularly heavy in the silent inner room.

At this moment, in the meeting hall far away in Datong Racecourse in Shanxi, the atmosphere was a little depressing, as if an invisible haze was covering everyone.

Minister of War Tang Duo was sitting upright in the main seat, his posture straight and his dignity as a superior was revealed.

His fingers tapped the table rhythmically. The "tat tat tat" sound was particularly clear in the quiet room, and each sound seemed to hit Master Wang's heart.

Tang Duo's face was calm, and his eyes showed the shrewdness of a veteran official and a sharp insight into the world.

Wang, the head of the Imperial Household Department, sat aside respectfully and bowed slightly.

He had a perfectly flattering smile on his face, which seemed to contain countless little thoughts. Tang Duo raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Wang.

Although his voice was not loud, it revealed an unquestionable majesty, as if it carried an irresistible power.

“When His Royal Highness Prince Jin returns to Taiyuan this time, he will definitely inquire about the relevant matters of Datong Racecourse.

You need to organize the materials you have collected during this period.

Don't be in a rush and lose face."

Upon hearing this, Director Wang hurriedly nodded and bowed, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, like a flower in full bloom.

He quickly stood up and bowed deeply, with a hint of flattery and gratitude in his voice.

“Don’t worry, Master Tang, I will definitely handle this matter properly.

If I am fortunate enough to be valued by His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin in the future, and make great achievements overseas and create a name for myself, I will definitely not forget the support you have shown me today.

If there is any command in the future, I will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Tang Duo smiled slightly and waved his hand, but there was an elusive deep meaning in that smile.

Then his expression suddenly became serious, and he looked at Director Wang with eyes as sharp as an eagle.

"Don't always talk about rewards. If you get into trouble someday, don't say that I recommended you today!

I won’t be able to save you then.”

As he spoke, Tang Duo narrowed his eyes slightly, and his scrutinizing gaze seemed to be able to penetrate Master Wang's heart and see all his thoughts clearly.

Manager Wang's heart skipped a beat, as if a huge rock had suddenly pressed down on his heart.

A chill suddenly surged into his heart, running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Manager Wang swallowed subconsciously, and a trace of panic flashed across his eyes.

But his years of experience in officialdom allowed him to quickly maintain composure.

"Master Tang, I am really confused by what you said.

I have always been cautious in my words and deeds, and I always put the court and your instructions first. I wonder why you said this?"

Although on the surface, Master Wang tried to remain calm and responded in a calm tone.

But his slightly trembling hands mercilessly betrayed his inner nervousness and anxiety.

Tang Duo was stunned at first when he heard this, and then he seemed to suddenly remember something.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a teasing smile.

"Haha, this is just what Patriarch Bodhi said to Sun Wukong in Journey to the West. Haven't you read this wonderful book?"

When Master Wang heard the words "Journey to the West", his face instantly turned as pale as paper, as if he had seen a ghost.

He looked around quickly and subconsciously like a startled rabbit.

After confirming that no one was around, Wang lowered his voice carefully and said with some anxiety and fear: "Master Tang, why are you mentioning this book at this time?
Shi Nai'an, who was responsible for writing "Journey to the West", had once provided advice to Zhang Shicheng.

Who knows how many outrageous remarks are hidden in this book!

Moreover, Your Majesty has already issued a clear ban. Anyone who dares to print, distribute, or read it publicly will be guilty of a serious crime with the property confiscated and the clan exterminated!
We are already walking on thin ice in this officialdom.

We have to be careful all the time. After all, our wife, children and elders are counting on us. We can't afford to be careless about this matter.

Mr. Tang, let's talk about official business quickly."

(End of this chapter)