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

Chapter 74 Do even dogs look down on people these days? (Please subscribe)
"Son, is this true?"

After sending Empress Xu back, Zhu Zhanjun went back to the Eastern Palace to ask his father something.

As soon as I entered the yard, my mother Zhang, who was feeding the dog under the pavilion, came over excitedly.

"What really?"

Zhu Zhanjun was a little confused and didn't understand what his mother was asking.

"Shenjiying, people outside say that the old man gave Shenjiying to you." The old lady lowered her voice, her eyes full of anticipation.

Zhu Zhanjun glanced at his father Zhu Pangpang.

The fat dad was holding the dog. Although he looked indifferent, he secretly pricked up his ears, proving that he was also very concerned about this matter.

With a chuckle, Zhu Zhanjun took his mother's arm and walked towards the pavilion.

"That's impossible. Don't listen to the nonsense from outsiders. I'm just a grandson of the emperor who works as a farmer. How could the old man give me the army?"

"Besides, why do I need an army? To protect my little piece of land?"

Zhang was a little anxious: "But isn't that deputy commander your man? And the army is stationed next to your imperial farm. Isn't this obvious enough?"

Zhu Zhanjun shook his head helplessly and said, "What do you mean by my subordinates? Don't talk nonsense. If outsiders hear it, they will gossip about it."

"We just knew each other before and had contact with each other for a few days. If they can all be my subordinates, then the 100,000 troops in the north are all my people."

Zhang was a little disappointed for a moment. How could it be different from what she had imagined? She had been happy for a whole day in vain. She was so excited that she couldn't sleep last night.

Zhu Pangpang looked at his son who was rubbing each dog one by one and smiled with satisfaction.

I thought to myself: This brat is not stupid. He knows that there are some things that can be done but not said.

"Oh, I finally got a chance, but I didn't expect it to be in vain."

Zhang sighed softly, and a look of worry appeared on her face again.

"Okay, I told you there's no such thing as a good deal, but you still don't believe me. Who can you blame for your excitement?"

Zhu Pangpang didn't want to talk about this matter any more, for fear of letting the cat out of the bag, and scolded his wife.

Zhang rolled her eyes at him and said, "Yeah, it would be great if everyone was like you. You were bullied right at your doorstep, but you didn't even dare to fart. The whole family suffered with you."

"I've been following you for so many years, and I've never had a good day. I've been living in fear all day long. I'm so unlucky."

"I'm telling you, Mr. Zhu, you owe me this life. In the next life, you'll be a mouse and I'll be a cat, and I'll bite you every day."

"Okay, okay..." Fatty Zhu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Forget about a cat, you can even turn into a tiger. My son finally came back, and he's already lost weight. Let's stew a chicken to nourish the child."

After sending his wife away, Zhu Pangpang curiously asked Zhu Zhanjun: "Why did you come back suddenly today? Have you finished planting the land?"

Zhu Zhanjun nodded and replied, "I finished planting the day before yesterday. Grandma and Grandpa are back, and I'm sending them back. I have to go back to the imperial farm before dark. I plan to build a greenhouse and plant some vegetables so that I can sell some fresh things in the shop in winter."

"During the Chinese New Year, when people come to you to wish you a happy new year, you can also give something to them."

Seeing his child so attentive, Zhu Pangpang showed a gratified smile: "Don't tire yourself out, take your time, tell me if you have any needs, and Dad will do his best to help you."

Zhu Zhanjun nodded, then thought again, "Oh, by the way, Grandpa asked me to inform you that there should be something important to announce during the morning court session."

Zhu Pangpang was stunned for a moment, then he had an idea in his mind.

"Ah, your grandpa is really something. Can't he let me rest for a few more days?"

"Okay, you play with the dog, I'm going to change into court clothes."

Looking at his father who was staggering away, Zhu Zhanjun couldn't help but feel emotional.

My father is indeed a man of extraordinary strategy. Although he didn't say it explicitly just now, from his expression, I can tell that he has understood everything.

"Boss, is the boss home?"

Zhu Pangpang had just changed his clothes. The father and son were playing with the dog while waiting for the lunch they planned to eat early, and then they each went about their own business.

Zhu Gaoxu, dressed in a domineering dragon robe, walked in quickly with a grim expression.

"Hey, second brother, why are you here when you're not busy in the study?"

Zhu Pangpang stood up holding his dog son and looked at Zhu Gaoxu who came in with confusion.

"Second uncle!"

Zhu Zhanjun smiled and cupped his hands.

Zhu Gaoxu didn't look at Zhu Zhanjun, but stared at Zhu Pangpang and frowned, "Prince, why are you wearing court clothes?"

Fatty Zhu said with a smile, "You don't know, the old man is back and has notified us to go to court in the morning. I'm ready and will go there after dinner."

After hearing this, Zhu Gaoxu's face turned even uglier. Why didn't anyone tell him?

"Second brother, listen to my advice, get more rest at night and don't make too much noise. I see that you look a little strange, if you keep making such a fuss, you might be killed before me."

"The devil is ahead of you."

Zhu Gaoxu snorted coldly, then frowned and said, "Boss, did you realize that the old man has fooled us all?"

Fatty Zhu glanced at Zhu Zhanjun and said with a smile, "You just realized that the old man's greatest pleasure over the years has been to play with the three of us brothers."

Zhu Gaoxu looked at Zhu Pangpang's smiling face and frowned even more.

"Boss, you won't tell me, you already knew it."

“Hahaha…” Fatty Zhu laughed in a way that only you would understand, and said, “My father wanted to go to war, and I led the ministers to collectively oppose it. His budget was not acceptable to me, so he must be very unhappy.”

"So, I was sent back to feed the dogs, and I also let you experience the feeling of being a regent."

Zhu Gaoxu's face immediately turned green.

He was still considering when to take over the throne of crown prince, but ended up becoming a monkey and being played around by others.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Just then, a fat little dog happened to walk past his feet, and he kicked the dog on the butt in anger.

The dog barked and flicked its tail, sending a ball of filth flying out and landing right on his boots.

"You are so rebellious. You don't even take me seriously as a dog."

Zhu Gaoxu was furious and wanted to kick the dog, but the dog had already run away in fear.

Glancing at the two men looking at him leisurely, Zhu Gaoxu felt suffocated. He flicked his sleeves and turned away angrily.

The father and son watched each other leave.

"Pfft, hahaha..."

"Ahem..." Holding back his laughter, Fatty Zhu said with a straight face, "As a junior, you shouldn't laugh at your elders in public."

Zhu Zhanjun nodded: "I'll go back and find a place where there's no one."

Zhu Pangpang twitched the corner of his mouth. Is this what he meant?

"Dad, I plan to open a school under the Chamber of Commerce to give the children of the Chamber of Commerce a chance to study. Can you introduce a few people to me?"

Zhu Zhanjun took the opportunity to tell the important reason for his return.

In the Ming Dynasty, if you want to find a talented and capable scholar, just look for your fat father, the prince.

"Does your grandfather know about it?" Fat Zhu did not agree immediately, but asked the old man if he knew about it.

Zhu Zhanjun nodded: "I have reported it to Grandpa."

Zhu Pangpang then pondered for a moment and said, "Your grandfather asked me to choose a husband for you a few days ago. I have already notified him to come back. He will be here in a few days."

"Who is it?"

Zhu Zhanjun was a little curious. The person who could be specially invited by Zhu Pangpang was definitely not a simple person.

"Xie Jin." Fatty Zhu named the candidate.

Zhu Zhanjun instantly thought of this person.

The most talented scholar of the Yongle reign of the Ming Dynasty and the editor-in-chief of the Yongle Encyclopedia, he was knowledgeable and talented, but his emotional intelligence and political sensitivity were a bit low.

According to the time, this guy should have been demoted to a remote area to be a minor official.

The next year, because the old man went to war, this guy reported his work to his father Zhu Pangpang, but was tricked by his second uncle and directly sent to the Jinyiwei prison.

Then the old man asked, "Is Xie Jin still alive?" and the story ended gloriously by turning into an ice sculpture.

Thinking of the old man's dislike for this person, Zhu Zhanjun asked curiously: "Dad, how did you convince the old man to agree to bring this man back to be my teacher?"

Zhu Pangpang smiled and said, "I gave your grandfather three candidates. Your grandfather chose him, but he doesn't have any position. He only teaches you knowledge as an ordinary scholar, and it doesn't count as a master-disciple relationship."

"Your grandfather wrote back to me and told me that although he disliked this person, his talent and learning were undeniable."

"Zhan Jun has been intelligent since childhood. He will not be influenced by this person. He will only take the essence and discard the dross, and make use of it."

Zhu Zhanjun suddenly realized.

He said, how could someone the old man hated have a chance to come back? It turned out that he had lost his official status and couldn't even have a master-disciple relationship.

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