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

Chapter 71 The Butt Determines the Head (Please Subscribe)
Zhu Zhanjun nodded repeatedly as he listened. Zhu Biao's simple few words had already set the framework for the next twenty years.

After a brief chat about the future development of space, Zhu Biao asked about Zhu Zhanjun's current situation.

Zhu Zhanjun did not hide anything and told everyone the situation outside.

After listening to this, Zhu Biao frowned, tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and fell into thought.

Zhu Zhanjun was a little nervous. It seemed that this old man had discovered some loophole.

After a long while, Zhu Biao said, "You took a wrong step."

Zhu Zhanjun stood up and bowed, "Please teach me, great grandfather."

Zhu Biao nodded slightly, asked Zhu Zhanjun to sit down and said, "Your mistake is that you personally managed the Shenji Camp."

Zhu Zhanjun was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully: "But great grandfather..."

Zhu Biao interrupted, "Your great grandfather has never been a crown prince. Except for the beggar monks and the rebel soldiers back then, he has always been a leader."

"So when your great grandfather thinks about a problem, he often makes decisions as a superior."

"That's true, but it's not right to apply it to you."

"Your grandfather is strong and healthy, and your father is also in his prime. It would be the biggest mistake for you to intervene in the army now."

Zhu Zhanjun fell into deep thought.

Zhu Biao continued: "You have your own advantages, there is no need to interfere with the burden of the army."

"I understand that you want an army and some power in your hands. But I tell you, now is not the right time. Wait until you become the crown prince in the future, then consider these things."

"If you take over the army at this time, you will become a stickler for attention and everyone will shoot at you."

“Once you get to that point, do you think you’ll have time to manage other things?”

"Why didn't your grandfather appoint a commander, but instead asked one of your former subordinates to serve as deputy commander?"

"His goal is not to let you take over the army, but to make this army a shield in front of you and a sword in your hand. So that you can do other things peacefully without having to worry about other hidden dangers."

Zhu Biao said seriously, "Zhanjun, you have brought back a hundred thousand troops, which has proved your military talent."

"You are only ten years old now. Even if the Ming Dynasty is in need of generals, it does not need a ten-year-old child to show up."

"You have already demonstrated your military prowess. Now all you need to do is promote your food. Let everyone in the world see your achievements and your ability in domestic affairs."

"You can completely let your subordinate manage the Shenji Camp. You only need to instruct him from behind. Don't take action yourself unless it is absolutely necessary."

He dipped his hand in some tea and drew a knife shape on the table. Zhu Biao nodded and asked Zhu Zhanjun to look over.

“The structure of the court, the expression of power, is simply a knife.”

"As the grandson of the emperor, you will compete for the position of crown prince and even the throne in the future. What you need to do is to be the one holding the knife, not the blade on the front line."

After saying this, Zhu Biao said seriously: "If you think what I said makes sense, don't go to the Shenji Camp again after you go back. Just manage your imperial farm peacefully and promote your high-yield seeds."

Zhu Zhanjun faced Zhu Biao, stood up and bowed solemnly.

Zhu Biao did not dodge but nodded with satisfaction.

After Zhu Zhanjun stood up, he continued: "Your idea for the school is very good, but you only consider one side."

"Although the skills of craftsmen can strengthen a country, the scholars have always been needed."

"When teaching, you can add literary training. These people will grow with you. When you take over the world in the future, they will also become your backbone."

"The world is so vast that even the wisest emperor cannot manage it all. You need countless loyal people to manage the world for you."

"Scholars, generals, craftsmen, and so on. This is the time for you to start preparing."

"Instead of focusing your energy on the army that originally belongs to you."

"You are still young and you will have plenty of time in the future. There is no need to create unnecessary challenges for yourself."

"As long as you promote food and ensure that people all over the world have enough food and clothing, you will be invincible."

"The army is just an extra, not a necessity right now. It would be nice to have one, but not having one is fine. As long as your grandfather is alive, you don't need to face the storm."

Zhu Zhanjun nodded seriously and said, "Grandfather's teachings have enlightened me."

"Just like my father, he does not have military power, but no one in the world dares to look down on him as the crown prince."

"Little Fatty, tell me."

Zhu Biao became interested.

Zhu Zhanjun then recounted his father Zhu Pangpang's methods.

"Haha..." Zhu Biao laughed and clapped his hands after hearing this, saying, "I didn't realize this little fatty is quite resourceful. Very good, very good."

He then said to Zhu Zhanjun: "Talk to your father more often in the future. It will definitely be of great benefit to you."

"Besides, the one you should fight for now is not your grandfather, but your fat dad."

"Otherwise, even if your grandfather likes you very much and wants to make you the crown prince, if your father takes the lead in disagreeing, your grandfather will be helpless."

"After all, your father's attitude can influence the choices of most officials."

"Without their approval, even if your grandfather forcefully promotes you to the position of Crown Prince, it will be difficult for you to hold on to this position."

Zhu Zhanjun nodded seriously and said expectantly: "If I can get my father and grandfather involved, this matter will be easy."

Zhu Biao chuckled when he heard this: "That's true, but I think the first thing your grandfather will do when he comes in is probably to get beaten."

The two of them burst out laughing.

"What's so happy about it?"

The door of the thatched hut was opened, and the old Empress Zhu and Ma walked out hand in hand, smiling at the two people who were happily chatting and laughing.

Zhu Zhanjun quickly stood up and walked to Empress Ma to pay her respects.

"Great-grandson Zhu Zhanjun, I pay my respects to my great-grandmother."

"Okay, okay, get up quickly." Empress Ma happily helped Zhu Zhanjun up, looked him up and down for a moment, turned to Old Zhu and said, "This child really looks like Xiongying."

Old Zhu nodded in agreement: "Indeed, when we first saw him, it was like seeing a heroic hero."

Queen Ma took Zhu Zhanjun aside and asked him many questions.

For example, Empress Xu's health, the situation of her grandchildren, how her family was doing, etc.

Although they were all trivial matters, Zhu Zhanjun felt particularly warm.

"Girl, we'll have plenty of time to chat later. Can you make something to eat first? We're all hungry."

Seeing that the two of them couldn't stop for a while, Lao Zhu interrupted them quickly and rubbed his stomach embarrassedly.

Queen Ma rolled her eyes at him and said, "You are the only one who has so many things to do."

Turning his head, he looked at Zhu Zhanjun again and said with a smile, "Children, you guys sit here first. I'll go get some food. Today, I'll let you taste your great-grandmother's cooking."

After asking Lao Zhu, he picked up his basket and went to the vegetable field to pick vegetables.

Old Zhu had a smile on his face, but when he saw Zhu Qizhen squatting in the corner and not daring to come over, his face suddenly turned stern and he took off his straw sandals and threw them over.

"What are you still doing there, waiting for your meal? Why don't you go over and help light the fire?"

Zhu Qizhen fled in panic and quickly made a fire.

"What's wrong with this kid?"

Zhu Biao was a little curious. Based on his understanding of Zhu's character, he knew that he had never been so strict when facing his descendants.

Even though he doted on his son Zhu Xiongying, he treated his other grandchildren with kindness.

"Is such that…"

Zhu Zhanjun, who was waiting for his meal, quickly recounted the situation in Tumu Fort.

Zhu Biao listened for a long time, sighed and shook his head, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Queen Ma’s cooking skills were indeed impeccable. The six or seven side dishes were not only exquisite in appearance but also very delicious.

Especially the big round pancakes, Zhu Yuanzhang ate six or seven of them by himself. In the end, if Empress Ma hadn't glared at him, the old man would have eaten them all.

After dinner, Zhu Zhanjun did not return to reality to rest, but sat by the pool with Zhu Biao and continued to complete their plans.

As they chatted, the two lay on the grass side by side, looking at the full moon in the sky.

As Zhu Biao talked about the fun they had as brothers when they were young, Zhu Zhanjun fell into a deep sleep for the first time in the space.

Hearing the light snoring coming from beside him, Zhu Biao stopped telling the story and turned to look at Zhu Zhanjun who was sleeping soundly beside him, as if he saw his dead son.

After looking for a while, he got up and returned to the thatched hut. After a while, he came over with a blanket and gently covered Zhu Zhanjun with it.

When he withdrew his hand, he accidentally glanced at the lotus mark on Zhu Zhanjun's forehead, and out of curiosity he reached out to touch it.

As soon as their hands touched, the lotus mark suddenly glowed and enveloped him in it.

(End of this chapter)