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

Chapter 80: Stop it, Lao Si (Subscribe)
"Dad, that's enough. If my fourth brother wakes up out of fear, I guess he won't dare to come next time."

This space is a bit strange, the mirror can only allow one person to pass through.

After Zhu Yuanzhang went there, Empress Ma and Zhu Biao also planned to go there, but they were stopped.

All they could do was watch Lao Zhu beat up an old man who was in a vegetative state lying in bed.

Empress Ma couldn't stand it anymore and called out several times, but Zhu Yuanzhang ignored her.

In the end, it was Zhu Biao who spoke up and pointed out the key point directly, and only then did Old Zhu stop.

"This is just interest for you. When you come back, we will slowly settle the account."

Old Zhu pointed at the old man lying on the bed and expressed his concern.

The old man, who had been scared several times and wanted to run away, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

His eyes moved and he looked at his elder brother Zhu Biao with gratitude.

When he saw Queen Ma, his eyes were filled with excitement and nostalgia.

"No, he's leaving."

When Zhu Biao saw his fourth brother see his mother, the space around them began to become hazy. Zhu Biao, who had experience, hurriedly reminded Old Zhu loudly.

Old Zhu glared at the old man and said quickly: "Tomorrow is the court meeting. I handed the things to him. Sit down in your seat. In view of your good performance, we will not mention some of the things you did..."

Before Zhu Yuanzhang could finish his words, his body was forcibly pulled over by the mirror, and then he and Empress Ma and Zhu Biao quickly moved away.

call!
The old man sat up suddenly, startling Empress Xu who was guarding nearby.

"Fourth brother."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at his wife: "I saw them."

Empress Xu was also a little nervous and asked in a low voice: "Did father and mother say anything?"

The old man nodded, "Dad said that if he gave the things to him, they would be delivered at the court meeting tomorrow."

"Thing? Him?"

Empress Xu didn't understand.

The old man analyzed, "The thing should have been given to Zhan Jun. Tomorrow is the monthly court meeting, and Dad wants the thing to appear tomorrow."

"As for what it is..." The old man shook his head: "Dad didn't say, but I guess it should be something important, related to the fate of our Ming Dynasty."

Empress Xu asked in confusion, "It's related to the fate of the Ming Dynasty. Could it be the high-yield crops that Zhanjun brought back?"

The old man still shook his head, "I don't know, but I guess it's not. If it was those, Dad wouldn't have to spend so much effort to send a dream. After all, we have seen it and tasted it, and I have asked Zhan Jun to focus on training it."

For a moment, the couple were a little curious. What exactly was Lao Zhu talking about?
Maybe entering that dream was equivalent to falling into a deep sleep, and coupled with his worries, the old man couldn't sleep either. He let Empress Xu sleep first and he got up from the bed.

"Are you planning to go to Zhanjun's place?"

Empress Xu thought that the old man couldn't sleep and planned to go to Zhu Zhanjun to ask him.

The old man shook his head and said, "Since Dad is going to take the things out at the court meeting tomorrow, there is no point in me going now."

"You go to bed first. I'll go to the study to do some work."

After saying that, he left the bedroom and went to the study.

"Have you met?"

Zhu Zhanjun was awakened, rubbed his eyes, and asked Lao Zhu and the other two curiously.

Old Zhu nodded with a refreshed look, "Yes, I have met him. We had a very pleasant exchange between father and son."

He waved his hand at Zhu Biao and said, "Tell the little bastard that we are full of energy now, let's go to work."

Queen Ma was still thinking about the spices. She said something and left in a happy mood.

After watching the two men leave, Zhu Zhanjun looked at Zhu Biao and asked, "Did you beat him up?"

Zhu Biao smiled bitterly: "Do you think it's possible not to do it?" Then he said: "But don't worry, your great grandfather knows what's going on. He didn't use any strength, just slapped me on the forehead a few times."

"But I think your grandfather probably won't dare to come here anymore."

Zhu Zhanjun was speechless. Who would have nothing better to do than come here and get beaten?

If it were him, let alone important matters, even if Old Zhu gave him the elixir of immortality, he wouldn't even bring it to take a look.

"Your great grandfather has already told your grandfather that you should deliver the things to him at the court meeting tomorrow."

Zhu Zhanjun nodded, and talked with Zhu Biao for a while before taking out the box from the thatched hut. His body then dissipated and returned to reality.

The old man inherited Zhu's diligence and held a court meeting of officials in the capital every month.

The content of the meeting, in addition to some urgent matters that need to be discussed, is the overall planning for the next month.

With something on his mind, the old man didn't feel sleepy at all. He stayed in the study all night. At dawn, he changed his clothes and went to Fengtian Hall, waiting for the thing his father had mentioned to arrive.

In order to prevent any accidents, he even sent Little Nose to the imperial manor, and a hundred palace guards and Jinyiwei guards protected his second grandson and brought the things. "Your Highness, Your Highness, someone is coming from the palace."

Zhu Zhanjun was sleeping soundly when he heard the call of the eldest maid of the Qiu family.

He opened his eyes, glanced at the dim light outside the window, and asked in a daze, "What's the matter?"

"Someone has come from the palace. It's the chief steward."

Zhu Zhanjun then woke up and saw Little Nose, who was waiting in the house with a smile on his face.

"Your Highness, His Majesty has asked me to pick you up to attend the court meeting."

Zhu Zhanjun responded helplessly, sat up and stretched.

"Wow!"

As he stretched, the corner of the quilt was lifted up, and a square, quaint-looking small box was pulled out.

"Hey, when did this box appear?" Seeing the box, Qiu Xue exclaimed in surprise.

Quan had her period and went to sleep alone. Qiu Xue was responsible for making the bed, so she knew exactly what was on it.

No one came all night. When did a box appear?

"Maybe you forgot."

Zhu Zhanjun replied casually and held the box in his arms.

Little Nose, who was waiting nearby, saw the box and heard Qiu Xue's surprise, and his eyes moved slightly.

When I came here, His Majesty told me to pay attention to whether there are any strange things around the emperor's grandson. If there are, don't let anyone check when you enter the palace, just bring it in directly.

Looking at the box in Zhu Zhanjun's arms, Little Nose thought to himself, this must be it.

Zhu Zhanjun simply washed up, changed his clothes, and under the protection of Little Nose and the guards, boarded the old man's carriage.

The team staggered towards the palace.

When they arrived at the place, the red sun had already risen from the east and the court meeting in the palace had been held for some time.

When Zhu Zhanjun arrived, the atmosphere in the hall seemed a little strange, as if a quarrel had just taken place.

Zhu Zhanjun glanced at his father, and his father gave him a look that asked him to pay attention to what he said.

The officials who came to attend the court meeting were also a little confused. Why did Zhu Zhanjun come at this time?

The old man, who had originally had an ugly expression on his face, was instantly shocked when he saw Zhu Zhanjun walking in with Little Nose, who seemed to be holding something in his arms.

The bad mood caused by the quarrel with Xia Yuanji and others just now disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. May your Majesty be well and healthy."

In regular court sessions, the princes and grandchildren of the emperor also had to pay their respects in a proper manner.

Only Zhu Zhanjun would call him a subject instead of calling him grandson or something like that.

"Well, okay, get up."

The old man's face was full of anticipation, and he happily asked Zhu Zhanjun to get up.

Such a scene made many ministers feel depressed.

What they worried about still happened.

The old man wanted to eat someone just now, but in the blink of an eye, he saw his second grandson and immediately greeted him with a smile.

With such a change of demeanor, I’m afraid even the emperor’s eldest grandson doesn’t have this kind of treatment.

Thinking of the news circulating in the capital in the past two days, many officials felt depressed, and even secretly glanced at the Crown Prince Zhu Pangpang who was standing in the front.

"Your Majesty, this is a court meeting. The Second Grandson is still young, so it might be inappropriate for him to be here."

The Ming Dynasty court has never lacked stubborn officials.

As soon as Zhu Zhanjun stood up, an official stepped forward and protested.

"His Majesty…"

As soon as the official finished speaking, another official stood up and was about to loudly second the motion.

Before he could speak, Zhu Zhanjun said, "Sun Qian, I am here to deliver something to your majesty. I will leave after I have delivered it."

Censor Sun frowned and said sternly, "Your Highness, this is a court meeting, a place for the court to discuss politics. How can you flatter the emperor here?"

Zhu Zhanjun frowned.

Where does this guy get so much enthusiasm? He was accused of flattering the emperor right from the start.

Zhu Zhanjun glanced at this guy with an unfriendly look and had already sentenced him to death in his heart.

(End of this chapter)