Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 35 I haven't even tried, but you've already fallen (Please read on and invest!)

"Little bastard, you have to be more cautious from now on. If you do too much, it will be a bit too much."

A huge full moon hung in the sky, casting silver rays of light across the space. In the grasslands and fertile fields, beautiful fireflies flapped their wings and flew up and down with their little lanterns.

On a newly reclaimed field, Zhu Zhanjun and Lao Zhu were planting sugarcane leisurely with their butts sticking out.

Old Zhu taught Zhu Zhanjun how to work and gave him instructions at the same time.

Pressing a piece of sugarcane into the muddy water, Zhu Zhanjun nodded and said, "Grandson, I understand. During this period, I plan to farm honestly and open a shop in the capital before the end of the year."

"Although our plan is perfect, without sufficient funds and manpower, everything is just empty talk."

Old Zhu nodded with satisfaction.

Zhu Zhanjun seems to have a lively personality, but he is actually very cautious in his heart. He plans before doing anything and never acts rashly.

This kind of character is the most basic requirement for a good emperor.

People who have a violent and irritable personality, or who are simple-minded and can be seen through by others with just the slightest action, are the easiest to be manipulated.

Zhu's many years of experience as an emperor clearly taught him one thing.

As an emperor, don't let your subjects guess what you are thinking.

What the world lacks the least is smart people, and the court is where smart people gather.

Without a certain level of brains and scheming, let alone being a minister, even the emperor can play you around.

"Have you started planning on manpower?"

After pressing the last piece of sugarcane into the muddy water, Zhu Zhanjun washed his hands in the bucket beside him and said, "I have already asked Liangzi to do it. I believe there will be a result in the next few days."

"After all, they cannot engage in production, so if they can have a job to support their families, I think they are still happy to join."

Old Zhu nodded in satisfaction, thinking of their plan and said proudly: "Little bastard, how about it, our household registration system is reliable, right?"

Zhu Zhanjun twitched the corner of his mouth. He felt that it was better not to answer this question, otherwise the old man would get angry again.

Old Zhu, who was working with his butt sticking out, didn't notice it and continued to say complacently: "All the people in the world should do their jobs."

"Those who farm farm, those who work work, and those who fight fight. As long as everyone works hard, the Ming Dynasty will prosper."

Zhu Zhanjun nodded in agreement, "Ah, right, right."

Old Zhu turned around and looked at Zhu Zhanjun who was following behind with a bucket in his hand. He frowned and said, "I feel like you have some objections to the household registration system we have established."

"No, my grandson has always felt that this is the best system throughout the ages." Zhu Zhanjun shook his head directly.

He has no opinion at all. Even if he did, it's no use telling Lao Zhu now.

It would be better to leave these issues for him to resolve when he becomes emperor.

There is no point in saying all this to Lao Zhu now, except to make the old man angry and then have a boring argument.

"Humph!"

Zhu Zhanjun had an expression that seemed to indicate that whatever he said was right, which made Old Zhu feel a little annoyed.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

At this moment, a low voice calling sounded in Zhu Zhanjun's ears.

"Grandpa, I'm going to go back first. You can take care of yourself."

Hearing Xiaohu's voice, Zhu Zhanjun greeted Lao Zhu and his figure slowly faded away.

Old Zhu didn't care. Anyway, if there was any danger, Zhu Zhanjun would definitely find him first.

I opened my eyes and the faint moonlight shone through the window screen.

There was no light in the room, and Zhu Zhanjun could only see Xiaohu lying on the edge of the bed, looking out the door vigilantly.

Zhu Zhanjun didn't ask any questions. He reached under the pillow and pulled out a dagger.

He got up quietly, held on to Xiaohu's shoulders and got out of bed.

The two of them groped their way slowly and came to the corner of the house.

Zhu Zhanjun patted Xiaohu on the shoulder, and Xiaohu pointed to a window outside the door.

Zhu Zhanjun squinted his eyes and saw a faint black shadow emerging under the moonlight. As the two of them watched, the window screen was slowly opened and a burning incense stick was thrown in.

Zhu Zhanjun and Xiaohu covered their mouths and noses, and Zhu Zhanjun slowly opened a small window next to him.

About half a quarter of an hour later, a cold light shone through the crack in the door and slowly pushed the bolt.

"Crack!"

The closed door was slowly pushed open, and a man wearing coarse cloth and a veil on his face came in with a dagger in his hand.

His goal was clear, and he went straight to the wooden bed where Zhu Zhanjun slept.

Zhu Zhanjun patted Xiaohu, and Xiaohu followed on tiptoe, slowly approaching.

Zhu Zhanjun did not step forward, but walked towards the door that the other party had opened, ready to close the door and beat the dog.

The man came to the bed, but instead of chopping with a knife as the two had expected, he picked up the quilt and was about to leave.

But as soon as he got the quilt, the man stopped, turned his hand over and found that it was just an empty quilt. He threw the quilt away and ran to the door.

"boom!"

Zhu Zhanjun closed the door casually.

At the same time, Xiaohu, who was standing behind the masked man, swung his fist as big as a sandbag and hit the opponent's head hard.

There was a loud "bang" and then a muffled groan. The unlucky guy was knocked unconscious by Xiaohu's punch.

"It's useless. He fell down before I even put any strength on him."

Xiaohu laughed triumphantly.

Zhu Zhanjun walked forward, pulled off the curtain on the bed and threw it to Xiaohu.

"Don't be so proud, tie him up first."

Then he turned around and blew a whistle to the outside. After a few breaths, footsteps were heard.

Hanzi and others who were resting in the nearby rooms rushed over quickly with knives in hand.

Zhu Zhanjun only had about ten people available. Including Xiaohu today, there were only three people. If Guozi who followed Zheng He was counted, there were exactly four people.

In order to allow his men to go back and visit their families, Zhu Zhanjun asked the four of them to form a team and take turns so that they could go home every few days.

But I didn’t expect that before the third day even started, I encountered a guy who I didn’t know whether he was here to assassinate me or kidnap me.

"Wow!"

A bucket of ice-cold well water chilled the masked guy to the bone.

Now his veil has been removed, revealing his true appearance.

A very ordinary person, nothing special about him.

"you…"

The guy was confused for a moment, then he reacted and looked around in horror.

Three big men with knives in their hands surrounded him tightly, and their cold and cruel eyes made him feel even colder.

Zhu Zhanjun patted Xiaohu and asked him to make way.

Looking at the fearful person in front of him, Zhu Zhanjun calmly asked, "Do you know who I am?"

The man pursed his lips and said nothing.

Zhu Zhanjun nodded and said to Xiaohu, "Go and inform the Jinyiwei people that I have a big brother who is very interested in the Jinyiwei prison and the various punishments of the Jinyiwei. He wants to experience it himself. Ask them to send someone to pick him up."

Jin Yiwei ordered him to prison.

Hearing these five words, the man shuddered and said quickly, "I know, I know. You are the second son of the Crown Prince, the grandson of the current emperor, His Royal Highness the Second Imperial Grandson."

Zhu Zhanjun raised his eyebrows and asked again: "Who asked you to come, and what is your purpose?"

The man was probably really afraid of entering the Imperial Guard, so he answered as quickly as possible: "I am..."

(End of this chapter)