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

Chapter 78 Daily Fear of Dad Every Day! (Subscribe)

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment. The old man rubbed his face, smiled and said, "Can we discuss something?"

Zhu Zhanjun looked puzzled: "Grandpa, don't you always give me orders? When have you ever discussed this with me?"

The old man twitched the corners of his mouth and deliberately kept a straight face: "So this is the kind of person Grandpa is in your mind."

Without waiting for Zhu Zhanjun to explain, the old man smiled again and said, "From now on, let's discuss a bedtime."

"How about you sleep in the first half of the night, and I sleep in the second half. When the sun rises, you can sleep however you want."

Zhu Zhanjun: ???

Zhu Zhanjun was completely speechless. His grandfather was almost driven crazy by Zhu's torture. He even thought of taking turns sleeping.

"No." Zhu Zhanjun said speechlessly: "Grandpa, why are you afraid of him? If great grandfather beats you, why don't you just run away?"

The old man sighed. If he could run, would he not run? The problem was that he couldn't move. He could only lie there and get beaten.

Wait a minute.

The old man suddenly remembered an important question, stood up and walked to Zhu Zhanjun, pinched Zhu Zhanjun's cheeks with both hands, twisted them up and down, and looked at him carefully.

Zhu Zhanjun was pinched so hard that he felt uncomfortable. Just as he was about to struggle, the old man loosened his hand and said to himself with a frown, "That's not right. I'm his biological son. The old man should have come to me in his dream. Why did he come to you?"

He glanced at Zhu Zhanjun again and said, "There's nothing special about it."

Zhu Zhanjun was very confused.

"Grandpa, why don't you just ask great-grandpa and you'll know. You look very tired, why don't you go to bed now?"

The old man stiffened and coughed, "I'm not sleepy yet."

"By the way, why did you come to my place so early in the morning? Was it just because of a dream?"

Zhu Zhanjun nodded. "My great grandfather came to me in my dream yesterday and waited for half the night. He said he had something important to discuss with you. It concerns the fate of the Ming Dynasty, and he was very urgent."

The old man frowned, wondering if he had misunderstood and his father really had something wrong and was not going to beat him up.

"Did something happen?"

Zhu Zhanjun shook his head: "He didn't tell me, but I saw that the great grandfather was dragging a box in his hand. There should be something in it."

This is not Zhu Zhanjun's nonsense, but the result of discussion among the three of them yesterday.

There is no use keeping that thing in Zhu Zhanjun's hands. If he gives it to the old man, who knows, he might get something else.

After looking at Zhu Zhanjun suspiciously for a long time, the old man nodded when he saw his serious expression.

"Okay, I'll go to bed early tonight and try to dream about them."

"Haha, tonight!"

Old Zhu, who was working with a few people, cheered excitedly when he heard this, and ran towards the thatched hut with a hoe on his shoulder.

"You guys do it first, let's go get ready."

Zhu Biao and Empress Ma looked at each other helplessly. They were really speechless about these two enemies, father and son.

After receiving the confirmation, Zhu Zhanjun returned to the imperial farm and continued to work on his own affairs.

In the blink of an eye, it was dark. Under the anxious urging of Old Zhu, Zhu Zhanjun didn't even eat dinner and went in to prepare.

"Let's go, let's go..." Old Zhu grabbed Zhu Zhanjun and said excitedly, "The bed has been made. Let's go over and wait."

"Snapped!"

Empress Ma could no longer bear it and slapped Zhu on the back.

"Zhu Chongba, that's enough. Look at yourself now. Do you still act like an elder?"

Reaching out her hand and pulling Zhu Zhanjun over, Empress Ma said, "Don't worry about this old guy. I took a walk today and saw that the spices are ready to be picked. Let's go over and take a look and plan what to do."

Looking at the two people walking away, Lao Zhu complained to Zhu Biao: "What did we do wrong? We just wanted to meet that brat."

"Haha." Zhu Biao laughed dryly: "Dad, as long as you are happy."

He shook his head and took Zhu Qizhen to chase Empress Ma and Zhu Zhanjun.

The spice planting area is located next to the ranch and covers an area of ​​about ten acres.

Half of the crops are planted with pepper, and the rest are star anise, Sichuan pepper, chili peppers and other miscellaneous things.

Zhu Zhanjun did not grow too many special spices. For ordinary people, seasonings such as pepper, chili, star anise, and Sichuan pepper were enough.

The first thing to check is pepper.

These seeds were brought back by Zheng He, and Zhu Zhanjun asked Zhu to plant them as soon as he got them.

Pepper vines take four years to grow, but in this space, they can grow to maturity in just ten days.

The pepper vines wrapped around the racks are full of peppercorns under the green leaves, which look like newly sprouted grapes. It is very pleasing to the eye.

Zhu Zhanjun walked up and picked one. The grain was full and round, and it was of the best quality. Empress Ma looked at the pepper garden with emotion: "These are all treasures. In the early days of the dynasty, this thing was more valuable than gold."

Zhu Biao, who followed, also nodded in agreement: "If the imperial court had such a pepper garden, the financial situation would have been much easier."

"Grandma, thank you for your help in the harvest these days. I plan to store them and make a good fortune during the New Year."

Queen Ma nodded and said, "Your great grandfather and I are ready. We plan to pick them in three days."

After looking at the pepper, I went to look at the star anise and Sichuan pepper, and they were growing very well.

Not to mention peppers, there is already a large amount of dried peppers stored in the warehouse, which can be used to make money at any time.

"This place is too big, and we can't handle it all. If we had more people, we could get the goods in faster."

Zhu Biao, who was accompanying them, told them the difficulties they were facing.

Zhu Zhanjun was helpless about this.

There are too few opportunities to increase fame now. As time goes by, the reputation from the past period has gradually faded, and the speed at which the altar produces spring water has slowed down.

He and Lao Zhu had calculated that at this rate, a new summoning opportunity would only come by the end of the year.

Zhu Zhanjun also wants to continue expanding the space, increase the planting area, and improve his physical fitness and shorten his lifespan.

Both aspects are needed, and spring water is really not enough.

Zhu Zhanjun said helplessly: "I hope that giving that thing to grandpa this time will bring a wave of gains."

Zhu Biao nodded. This is why they wanted to hand that thing over to Zhu Di.

Thinking that it might take a while for the old man to fall asleep, Zhu Zhanjun accompanied Empress Ma, Zhu Biao, and Zhu Qizhen to pick fruits in the spice garden.

They were busy until Old Zhu came to urge them, and then they returned to the pond. Under everyone's gaze, Zhu Zhanjun lay down on the bed.

Closing his eyes, Zhu Zhanjun silently told himself that he must see his grandfather, and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

The expectant Old Zhu and Zhu Biao, who was holding the box, stared at Zhu Zhanjun closely.

The silver light shone down, and the lotus mark on Zhu Zhanjun's forehead was actually slowly turning to the astonishment of the two.

"Is it okay now?"

Old Zhu was not sure about the situation, so he asked Zhu Biao who had had this experience before.

"probably."

Zhu Biao said this with some uncertainty.

Old Zhu rolled up his sleeves, held the stick in one hand and grabbed Zhu Biao's hand with the other.

"Biao'er, come here."

Empress Ma also stepped forward and grabbed Zhu's sleeve.

She also missed Lao Si and wanted to go see him and talk to him.

Of course, the most important thing is to prevent Lao Zhu from hitting too hard.

No one knows whether the body will be hurt after the dream takes action.

My fourth son is not young anymore and the family situation is not stable yet, so he cannot leave now.

Zhu Qizhen, who was still awake and holding a mastiff, watched the scene curiously with the dog.

Zhu Biao stretched out his hand and slowly touched the lotus mark.

A buzzing sound.

A flash of light appeared, and the three people disappeared from Zhu Qizhen's sight.

Looking at Zhu Zhanjun lying alone on the bed, Zhu Qizhen subconsciously wanted to get up.

"Woo!"

A whimpering sound was heard, and the big Tibetan Mastiff, which he was holding as a pillow, had a faint cold light in its eyes. It looked at him coldly and made a warning sound.

Zhu Qizhen was speechless: "I just wanted to go over and cover my second uncle with a blanket."

The Tibetan Mastiff then withdrew its gaze, and with its strong body, it walked to the bed, bit the quilt with its teeth, and covered Zhu Zhanjun with it.

This is the Tibetan Mastiff sent by the Imperial Stables. There are six puppies, and only this one came in alive.

A single dog cannot reproduce and Mr. Zhu doesn't like dogs.

It is said that it is a sequelae left over from being a beggar.

Zhu Zhanjun first handed it over to Zhu Qizhen, who was responsible for raising the female Tibetan mastiff named Yehenara Cixi.

(End of this chapter)