My father Yongle, building a five-good family

Chapter 111: Disease caused by celery?
As soon as Zhu Gaoyu said this, little Fulu felt his nose suddenly sore.

He didn't cry, but still wiped his eyes, fearing that he would accidentally shed tears in front of Zhu Gaoyu and ruin his mood.

He wiped it again and again, and when he looked up, he saw that Zhu Gaoyu did not look angry or contemptuous, and his heart warmed up, and he felt like choking up again:

"I am sorry for disturbing Your Highness by losing my composure. I hope Your Highness will not take it as an offense..."

Zhu Gaoyu waved his hand, looking nonchalant:

"People eat grains and cereals, so they naturally have seven emotions and six desires. You, little Fulu, are also a person, so you naturally have joys, anger, sorrows, and happiness. You can be happy and cry. Isn't this normal?"

Zhu Gaoyu comforted people with a set of words, which made a lot of sense:

"To be honest, you can cry and laugh, which makes me feel that you are a human being, and you value friendship and loyalty. I feel more at ease when I ask you to do something."

When little Fulu heard this, he was stunned.

Or you could say he is the son or grandson of the dragon. Even if he is just a child, a child from the royal family is different from ordinary children outside.

With such insight, Xiao Fulu had been in the palace for so long, but he couldn't think of so many things in a short time.

It is amazing that Zhu Gaoyu could speak so many heartfelt truths just by opening his mouth.

The most valuable thing is that, for little Fulu, this kind of great truth is not the kind of superficial nonsense that makes his ears calloused, but the kind that can really warm his heart.

After listening to Zhu Gaoyu's words, he finally made up his mind.

Little Fulu looked at Zhu Gaoyu deeply and whispered:

"Your Highness, please follow me..."

What is he planning to do with all this mystery?
Zhu Gaoyu was a little confused at first, but when Xiao Fulu pulled him to a corner and heard intermittent sounds coming from inside, Zhu Gaoyu's nerves suddenly tensed up.

The conversation coming from inside was obviously the dialogue between Emperor Zhu Yunwen and his ministers.

When Xiao Fulu saw Zhu Gaoyu concentrating and listening attentively, he finally felt relieved.

Some of these young eunuchs were spies planted in the palace by Zhu Di.

It turned out that when the late emperor was still alive, they did not dare to make any big noise, so they took advantage of the fact that the late emperor's body was in rest, the new emperor had not yet ascended the throne, and the palace power was in chaos. Relying on the experience accumulated over the years, they happened to do Zhu Gaoyu a favor.

Overall, this eavesdropping was a bit of luck.

Zhu Gaoyu didn't know now that there were so many twists and turns hidden behind this simple action.

He wished he could prick up his ears and hear the conversation inside the window clearly.

As the wind blew, some intermittent and unclear words also reached Zhu Gaoyu's ears.

"Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi...smooth..."

"Zhu Gaochi... is a traitor... is rebelling..."

"Zhu Gaosui...is no worse than them..."

Zhu Gaoyu felt that the voice was extremely familiar, and he remembered it immediately after his mind turned.

Isn’t this my uncle’s voice?
So the new emperor hasn't even ascended the throne yet, but my uncle has already started digging a hole to bury people?

Zhu Gaoyu suddenly felt his heart go cold.

Why did he feel that Yingtian Prefecture was now surrounded by wolves in front and tigers behind? It was like being attacked from all sides and the situation was extremely dire. If he was not careful, his life would be in danger.

At this moment, Zhu Gaoyu only wished he could look up to the sky and sigh - Grandpa Emperor, you left too early!
While Zhu Gaoyu was eavesdropping from outside, Zhu Yunwen and others were still plotting in the palace.

I thought that this was a serious matter and the fewer people involved in related matters, the better.

However, what was unexpected was that it was precisely because Zhu Yunwen and others deliberately dismissed their attendants that Zhu Gaoyu took advantage of the situation.

After hearing Xu Huizu's answer, Zhu Yunwen was silent for a long time.

After a while, he said, "According to Duke Wei's opinion, should we start with the Prince of Yan in the plan to reduce the power of the vassal states?"

Xu Huizu said nothing.

But the silence said it all.

However, at this moment, Huang Zicheng suddenly stepped forward, bowed and retorted:

"Your Highness, the Prince of Yan has a decisive character and is well versed in military tactics. From my humble observation in the past, I have found that he does not easily show his emotions, and his majesty is unpredictable. If we start by reducing the power of the Prince of Yan, and fail to achieve our goal, I am afraid that the whole thing will be ruined, and something unexpected will happen..."

At this time, Zhu Yunwen's ears softened again.

He frowned, feeling that what Xu Huizu said made sense, but what Huang Zicheng said... was also not unreasonable.

Seeing this, Xu Huizu sighed again in his heart.

Outside the wall, Zhu Gaoyu, who was almost sticking to the wall tiles, had a pair of bright eyes.

He just felt that Huang Zicheng, who looked like an old-fashioned person in the past, was so pleasing to the eye at this moment, and even he seemed to have become kind and approachable.

After thinking for a long time, Zhu Yunwen couldn't help but ask Huang Zicheng:
"If the reduction of the feudal system does not start with the Prince of Yan, then where do you think we should start?"

Huang Zicheng stood in the hall. Although he was over forty years old, he still had the special aura of a scholar.

He smiled slightly and uttered only one word:

"week."

Outside the wall.

Zhu Gaoyu suddenly opened his eyes wide.

……

When leaving the palace, Zhu Gaoyu held his cheek with his hand, stayed in the carriage, his brows twisted into a knot, and sighed from time to time.

Zhu Gaoxu, who could not sit still, was originally sitting outside the carriage, propped up his right leg, with his hands behind his head, squinting his eyes, enjoying the rare leisure time.

However, the sighing sounds that came from his ears from time to time made Zhu Gaoxu angry.

He lifted the curtain, still holding a withered grass root in his mouth, and frowned:

"What's wrong with you? You're sighing all day long? If you have time for that, go home, eat and go to bed. You have to get up early tomorrow." Zhu Gaoyu was not intimidated by him.

The second one is a cowardly fellow.

At least that's the case in front of Zhu Gaoyu and my father.

Zhu Gaoyu uttered a "tsk" and waved his hand:

"I'm thinking about important things, please don't disturb me."

When Zhu Gaoxu heard this, he rolled his eyes:

"What can you think about? You are just a ..."

Halfway through his speech, Zhu Gaoxu suddenly got stuck and his face became extremely strange, with alternating shades of blue and red.

Zhu Gaoyan brushed off his sleeves and replied calmly, saying:

"I am a humble person, but I am the Prince of Dinghai of the Ming Dynasty. Speaking of which, you are the Prince of Gaoyang, so our titles are the same. I am so lucky. Don't you agree, brother?"

Lucky you!
It is said that things smell good from a distance but smell bad up close.

Zhu Gaoxu now thought about it and realized that this was indeed the truth!
When Zhu Gaoyu was in Datong, he felt quite unhappy.

Sometimes when Zhu Gaoxu was in class in the main hall, staring at his books in a daze, he couldn't help but think of his brother who was far away in Datong.

At that time, he was still worried about Zhu Gaoyu. His mother was not around, his father had a rough personality, Datong was not like Beijing, it was their family's vassal state, and the Prince of Dai had a bad reputation and did not seem to be someone who was easy to get along with.

At that time, he thought, how pitiful my little brother was.

It's just like young cabbage, yellow in the field.

When Zhu Gaoxu thought about his own brother being bullied in Datong, he wanted to use a knife.

Finally, I am back now...

Zhu Gaoxu felt that...

The fourth brother is still so annoying.

While lifting the curtain, Zhu Gaoyu seemed to feel that the air in the carriage was not circulating and it was a bit stuffy, so he deliberately stuck his head out.

Zhu Gaoxu expressed his disgust, but he wrapped Zhu Gaoyu tightly with his cloak.

Zhu Gaoyu's eyes wandered around and accidentally fixed on Zhu Di's belly.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but stare a little longer.

After a while, Zhu Gaoyu scratched his head, somewhat puzzled:

"Why do I feel... Daddy's belly is a little bigger than before?"

Zhu Gaoxu also looked over stupidly:
"Eh? It seems a little bit..."

In the carriage next to them, Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Gaosui heard the noise outside and stuck their heads out. When they heard the conversation between the two men, their faces looked very strange.

Especially when I saw that when Zhu Gaoyu and Zhu Gaoxu were still in a daze, Zhu Di suddenly turned around and gave the two of them a faint smile, the feeling of a chill on my back became even stronger.

In other words, Zhu Gaoyu and Zhu Gaoxu were whispering to each other and did not see Prince of Yan's smile.

The eldest and the third brother silently retracted their heads.

……

Dinner.

It's still a plain picture.

The soup was watery and tasted pretty good, but for the brothers who were still growing, no matter how carefully these things were made, when they were really starving, they were no match for a plate of greasy pork elbow.

At Zhu Gaoxu’s age, he could eat sixty dumplings in one go, filled with pure mutton.

So when he saw this table full of food, his face dropped.

Zhu Di didn't care.

Anyway, he still had his celery.

When it was time to eat at the table, Zhu Gaoyu hesitated for a moment and quietly sat down in the seat farthest away from Shengqin.

He really doesn't like to eat this stuff!
He always felt that raw celery had a strange taste, which made Zhu Gaoyu a little uncomfortable.

As soon as he sat down, Zhu Gaoyu saw his father personally coming out to pick up food for him.

He was somewhat flattered at first, wondering what great achievement he had made to deserve such treatment.

Just look into the bowl.

Okay.

A handful of raw celery.

Zhu Gaoyu's face became long and he muttered in a low voice:

"I eat it every day. My face has turned green like celery..."

Zhu Di wanted to beat his son again.

He clenched his chopsticks tightly, but at this moment, Xu Miaoyun suddenly turned around and stared at Zhu Di's face for a long time, and suddenly exclaimed:
"Why do I feel... your face is indeed a little green? To be precise, it should be greenish-yellow... This shouldn't be the case..."

As a knowledgeable female student who manages the imperial household, Xu Miaoyun suddenly felt that something was wrong.

After she said this, the anger on Zhu Di's face froze, and then he became a little surprised and doubtful.

Could it be that... there is really something wrong with him?
It shouldn't be.

He, Zhu Di, is in his prime!
This is the second update today. It’s still early. I’ll look at the materials and see if I can write something for the future. After reading this, go to bed early. Good night.

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