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

Chapter 37 That is my dearest father, so... (Seeking follow-up reading and investment)
Hearing this, Yao Guangxiao smiled bitterly in his heart, he knew that this job would not be easy to take.

He shook his head and nodded at Zhu Zhanjun: "You little brat, you are defaming my innocence for no reason. Be careful or I will tell your grandfather and let him spank you."

A smile appeared on Zhu Zhanjun's lips. Just as he thought, Yao Guangxiao's expression proved that it was his grandfather who was behind this.

Someone paid to kidnap him and told the kidnappers his identity as Zhu Zhanjun.

Then the question arises, how brave is Asan to sneak into the imperial estate to capture him, risking the execution of his entire clan, knowing his identity.

No matter how greedy a person is, or how powerful the evidence is, he would not dare to gamble with his entire clan.

Besides, is he, the grandson of the emperor, so worthless that he would take such a risk just for thirty taels?
He went to the imperial farm yesterday on a whim, and no one else knew about it except a few people.

He decided to stay overnight last night on the spur of the moment. The only people who knew he was staying overnight were his father and the old man who asked him to go home for dinner when it got dark.

Asan found him so clearly and even determined which room he was in. Zhu Zhanjun couldn't believe that Asan, a villain, could figure it out in such a short time.

As for why he was brought to Jiming Temple, the reason was even simpler.

If he disappeared, in order to make the performance more realistic, the Jinyiwei and the officers and soldiers who were looking for him would definitely pursue him vigorously.

But they would also avoid some places, such as the Jiming Temple where the national master is.

After Asan was arrested, he deliberately told everything in order to allow the old man to continue with his plan.

The purpose is to remind Zhu Zhanjun that I am your grandfather's man, so just continue to do what I say.

Zhu Zhanjun had a rough guess in his mind as to why the old man did this.

He had also heard about what had happened in the court in the past few days. Combined with his own affairs, the old man wanted to take action to give his fat father a lesson.

Tell your fat father that as long as Zhu Di is still alive, you, Zhu Pangpang, will still be the crown prince, so don't worry about things that you shouldn't.

He figured this out yesterday and decided not to get involved and let the old man play by himself.

Life is not easy. If you can trouble others, try not to trouble yourself.

Anyway, he has nothing to lose, as long as the old man is happy.

Who knows, if he accompanies the old man for fun, he might even get unexpected benefits, such as some money.

It costs money to open a shop. Without money, he could only take his men to set up stalls.

Zhu Zhanjun looked at the old monk, pretending to be ignorant, and asked in a low voice: "Did I ruin any plan of yours and Grandpa?"

The old monk was speechless for a while.

This kid has obviously seen through it, yet he still pretends to be so ignorant. He is indeed the son of an old friend, full of schemes.

"Amitabha, this poor monk..."

Although both of them knew about this matter, Yao Guangxiao did not intend to say it. The reason why a conspiracy is a conspiracy is that it must be a plan done behind the scenes. If it is spoken out, it is no longer a conspiracy.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhu Zhanjun turned around and left.

"Forget it. I'll go back and continue farming my land."

Yao Guangxiao: ???

My old friend, I can hardly control your grandson.

Seeing that the little guy was really leaving, thinking about the trouble his old friend would feel when he complained to him because his plan failed, Yao Guangxiao no longer cared about pretending to be mysterious and followed Zhu Zhanjun.

He still wants to spend a few more years of peace and quiet in the mountains, so it would be better if this family doesn't come here in the future.

"Little guy, the food here is good. Would you like to stay for a few days?"

"No, I'm still waiting to go back to farm."

"The scenery of the back mountain is nice. You and I can enjoy the scenery together and discuss the meaning of Buddhism."

"Sorry, kid, I believe in Taoism but not Buddhism."

Yao Guangxiao: ???

"Okay." Yao Guangxiao compromised and said helplessly: "What on earth do you want to live here with your men for a few days?"

Zhu Zhanjun stopped, looked at Yao Guangxiao and said frankly: "I'm short of money." The corners of Yao Guangxiao's mouth twitched slightly.

He had been a monk for so many years, but this was the first time he saw someone come to the temple and ask the monks for money.

However, thinking of his old friend's muttering, Yao Guangxiao had no choice but to extend a finger.

"Is one thousand treasure notes enough?"

Zhu Zhanjun shook his head and said to Yao Guangxiao: "You are trying to cheat my biological father. He is the person I respect the most. If I help you, it would be cheating my father and being unfilial..."

Yao Guangxiao took a deep breath and interrupted, "Speaking of the point."

Zhu Zhanjun: "You need to pay more! And I want silver, not banknotes."

Yao Guangxiao: ???

As expected of an old friend, his shameless appearance is exactly the same.

But it doesn't matter. It's not him who is paying the money anyway. He can just write an IOU and let the kid ask his grandfather for it.

After receiving the IOU, Zhu Zhanjun settled down and happily became a hostage.

The price is not expensive, only one thousand taels a day, and the accommodation period is three days.

Zhu Zhanjun didn't care what the old man wanted to do. Anyway, he had the money, so he could think about the planning of the shop in the next few days.

It doesn’t matter whether the old man gives money or not. If he doesn’t want money, he can just give a shop. Xia Yuanji, that stingy old man, may not have money, but if he wants a shop, he can still negotiate.

In order to prevent Zhu Zhanjun and his men from running around, the old monk asked everyone to live in the back mountain and required that no one be allowed to leave without reason.

Then he warned the monks on the mountain and sent someone to inform the old man that the plan was going perfectly.

...............

A court meeting was going on in the palace, and the discussion was about next year's northern expedition.

"Your Majesty, the Ming Dynasty is currently deploying troops in the south, which already occupies a large number of troops. If the north launches a large-scale war, and a 500,000-man army is mobilized, and it is located thousands of miles away on the grassland, I am afraid that the court and the people will have difficulty supporting such a huge logistics."

"Zhanjun led the army and taught the Tatars a lesson. I believe they will behave themselves for a while."

"The Ming Dynasty can take this opportunity to recuperate for a few years, and then send troops to the north after the war in the south is over."

"I second the proposal!"

"I second the proposal!"

The old man sitting at the top looked expressionlessly at the officials who stood up below to second the motion.

The main purpose of today's court meeting is to discuss the requisition of grain and fodder for the northern expedition.

As a result, before the issue of food and fodder was discussed, officials from the Ministry of Revenue, led by Xia Yuanji, stood up one after another and shouted that the Ministry of Revenue was poor.

Then his fat son also stood up to second the motion and put forward his own ideas.

The old man also thought about putting it aside for a few years, but when he thought about his age, he became a little anxious.

He is already 50 years old this year, and he still has a few more years to wait. Even if the court can afford to wait, his body cannot.

The Ming Dynasty lacked a commander, so he had to solve the troubles in the north for his descendants and grandchildren and fight for decades of peace while he was still able to move.

Otherwise, if he died one day and the north launched a massive invasion, and the court didn’t even have someone who could lead the troops, then this nation that had suffered so many disasters would suffer another wave of harm.

So he couldn't wait and had to march north next year.

But with the boss and his group blocking the way, it would be a bit troublesome for the Northern Expedition to continue.

He had to lead the army in person, and he also needed his fat son to supervise the country. He also didn't want to have a bad relationship with his eldest son because of these things.

So he needs someone to step up and do all of this and take the blame for him.

Looking at the large group of people standing out, the old man glanced outside the hall and thought to himself that they should be here soon.

(End of this chapter)