My father Yongle, building a five-good family

Chapter 113 Zhu Di is ill
When Zhu Gaosui heard the invitation from Zhu Youji, he was a slippery person and didn't want to offend anyone.

He looked left and right, pulled Zhu Gaoyu and Zhu Gaoxu over, and then smiled:
"Okay, then let's go and digest the food together, brothers."

Compared to the second and fourth sons of the Yan family, Zhu Youqie reacted quickly and smiled:
"I said the wrong thing before, I'd like to apologize to you all first. Since we have some free time today, why don't we get to know each other better? Haha, it can be said that there is no friendship without fighting!"

Zhu Youjie thought very clearly.

Compared with the complicated relationship between him and Zhu Youdun, his previous conflicts with Zhu Gaoyu and Zhu Gaoxu were nothing at all.

A real man should be able to bend and stretch.

What's more... Zhu Youqie thought about it carefully and felt that Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui were people who shared the same suffering.

Obviously, everyone had the ability, but just because his brother was a few years older, he missed the position of crown prince.

Although they had fought with Zhu Youjie before in order to protect Zhu Gaochi.

But Zhu Youjie really didn't believe that these brothers could really get along without any grudges between them.

It would be fine if it was an ordinary person's home, but this is the royal family.

Faced with a lifetime of wealth and glory, faced with a huge fiefdom and title, who could remain unmoved?
If you can really do this, you are probably not far from becoming a saint.

Zhu Gaoyu was still pretending to be stupid:

"Ah? Aren't you going to invite Big Brother and the Prince?"

Zhu Youqie's smile faded slightly, but he still spoke:
"Brother, I'm afraid you still have some business to discuss with the Prince of Yan. They are both princes, so naturally they have more topics to talk about. On the contrary, we are able to relax and enjoy ourselves."

After hearing this, the three brothers Zhu Gaoyu couldn't help but look at each other, thinking that Zhu Youyu was not very smart.

You know, no matter how fiercely the Zhu Gaoyu brothers fought among themselves, they never fought among themselves outside or dismantled the stage built by their own brothers.

But right now... when Zhu Youqi opened his mouth, the sour taste was about to overflow.

Row.

Just digest the food.

On this snowy day, the brothers, shivering with cold, began to stroll around the pavilions and terraces. Fortunately, most of the snow in the courtyard had been shoveled away by the servants, so they could walk steadily and did not fall.

Zhu Gaoyu and others did not speak either, and had no intention of bringing up the topic actively.

Sure enough, at this time, Zhu Youjie couldn't bear to be lonely and spoke up.

He thought he was very smart and that no one could see through his thoughts.

So he stopped under the eaves, stood with his hands behind his back, pondered for a long time, and suddenly sighed:

"It is indeed worthy of being the Prince of Yan's Palace. The rockery, flowing water, and winding corridors in the palace are truly beautiful."

As he said this, he suddenly turned his head:

"I just wonder what the scenery of the Prince of Yan's Palace in Beiping is like? I think it should be more majestic and magnificent than the one in Yingtian Prefecture, right?"

The three brothers just looked at him quietly.

Suddenly, Zhu Gaoxu lowered his head, his eyes rolled around, the expression on his face suddenly changed, and he let out a long sigh:
"No matter how nice Prince Yan's Mansion is, I can't live here forever..."

When Zhu Youqie heard this, he seemed to be thinking of himself, and a sad look appeared on his face:

"I have all the skills of literature and martial arts, but I have no way to serve my country. If I really have a choice in my next life, I would rather be the son of an ordinary farmer. At least I can climb up step by step with my own abilities. It's a pity..."

At the end of his words, Zhu Youjie sighed again.

It seemed that in his words, he was a talented person who had difficulty meeting a wise leader, a pearl that was thrown into the dark.

Zhu Gaoyu pricked up his ears and listened, pretending that he had run off to play somewhere else. In fact, he just found a corner and hid behind the rockery again to eavesdrop on Zhu Youqie's speech, giving him more room to express himself.

At this time, Zhu Gaoxu was not as stupid as usual.

He was addicted to acting and looked hesitant.

Seeing this, Zhu Youqie's heart moved slightly. He glanced around and found that the little brat Zhu Gaoqie was gone. He immediately tried to test the waters:
"Brother Gao Xu, if you have anything to say, just say it. There are no outsiders here."

It seems that since Zhu Gaoyu left, there are no outsiders here.

In Zhu Youjie's eyes, Xiao Si is an outsider?

Zhu Gaoxu kept a note of this guy in his heart.

But on the surface, Zhu Gaoxu acted like a brother telling you his true feelings:

"Cousin, I'm only telling you this, don't tell anyone else."

Zhu Youqi nodded vigorously: "Cousin, don't you know who I am? Although we had conflicts in the past, we didn't understand each other at that time, which was inevitable. You talk, I'm listening."

Seeing this, Zhu Gaoxu also spoke:

"In that case, let me say a few words. Because of what happened before Grandpa Emperor's death, the new emperor's intention to reduce the power of the vassal states is already known to everyone. But I am a little unwilling to accept it."

"Why are we not the crown prince? We are not the heirs of the princes' fiefs, and we can't get any benefits. But if the knife of cutting down the princes is really swung, we will be the ones who suffer!"

After saying that, Zhu Gaosui next to him also came over and added angrily: "This is too unfair!"

When Zhu Youqi heard this, he still couldn't believe it:
"Do you really...really want to reduce the power of the feudal lords? After all, he is our cousin, so he won't..."

Zhu Gaoxu snorted, and there was not much politeness in his words:
"Cousin, you don't really think that with your friendship with Zhu Yunwen, you can make him give up his plan to reduce the power of the feudal lords after he ascends the throne, right?"

In other words, does Zhu Youjie...have such a great reputation?
This cousin is too naive and thinks things are too simple.

Zhu Youjie's expression changed constantly at this time.

He found that he was thinking too simply.

No one dared to bet on whether the oath Zhu Yunwen made before his death was true or false. In the old man's heart, his grandson was kind and filial, and he would keep his word.

But in their eyes, it is not the case.

After all, Zhu Yunwen has been sharpening his knives against these uncle princes for a long time.

Under normal circumstances, not only can he not inherit the title, but there is also a knife of deprivation coming from behind, and he doesn't know if he can keep the title alive...

I don’t know when it started, but Zhu Youjie lowered his head and began to think carefully.

The ideas that had existed in his mind before became clear again, and as he continued to think about it, Zhu Youjie became more and more determined about the plan in his mind.

If heaven does not allow.

He Zhu Youjie... can also fight for it himself!
Moreover, if a person does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth.

He just wanted a title.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youjie understood everything.

He looked at Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui beside him, his eyes flickering slightly, as if nothing had happened. He changed the subject calmly and started talking about all sorts of things about literati and poets while looking at the snow-covered scene.

After hearing this, Zhu Gaoyu felt that it was not very interesting, so he curled his lips and simply ran away.

This Zhu Youjie is probably going to continue to cause trouble.

However, there is no need for Zhu Gaoyu to take personal action in this matter.

Putting aside the question of whether distant relatives are related or something else, he has several older brothers and a father. Zhu Gaoyu is still a child. How convincing can his words be?
……

After strolling around for a while, Zhu Gaoyu finally returned to the front yard, wanting to see what was going on with his father.

But as soon as he stepped in, he saw Xu Miaoyun's eyes slightly red, Zhu Su's face serious, and Zhu Di's face alternating between blue and white.

When Xu Miaoyun saw Zhu Gaoyu, she hurriedly turned her back and seemed to wipe the corners of her eyes with her hands. Then she turned around and looked at Zhu Gaoyu, forcing a smile:
"Xiao Si, why are you here? Where are your brothers?"

Zhu Gaoyu frowned, realizing something was wrong. He did not answer my mother's question, but asked directly:

"Mom, what's going on?"

Xu Miaoyun didn't intend to let Zhu Gaoyu know so much, so as to avoid the boy worrying about her all day and becoming frightened.

But sometimes Zhu Gaoyu was incredibly sharp.

He asked almost subconsciously:
"Is Daddy seriously ill?"

Zhu Di's face suddenly turned dark.

"What do you mean by a bad disease? It's just an ordinary mass."

This time it was Zhu Gaoyu's turn to be confused.

He scratched his head: "What is that?"

Zhu Di had just sworn at the dinner table that he was not sick.

But now, by some strange coincidence, my own brother diagnosed me with symptoms of a mass disease. I felt slapped in the face and was not very happy.

When he heard Zhu Gaoyu's question, he didn't want to speak again and expose his scars.

However, Zhu Su was still quite kind to this "Prince of Dinghai".

He slowly explained:
"Fourth brother's symptoms of a mass disease should be a combination of the symptoms of a dragon disease and a mass disease."

Seeing that Zhu Gaoyu still had only a vague idea of ​​what was going on, Zhu Su continued:

"The symptoms of Jiaolong disease occur in March and August. The child will be born on celery. If you eat celery raw, your face will turn green and yellow, and your abdomen will be slightly bloated. It looks like..."

At the end, Zhu Su seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Zhu Gaoyu listened with great interest.

Isn't this a parasitic disease?
There are indeed many hidden dangers of eating raw food!

Fortunately, Zhu Gaoyu was not a fan of that disease, which reduced his risk of getting sick.

Seeing that Zhu Su had stopped talking, Zhu Gaoyu asked:
"Like what? Uncle Wu, we are all family, what's so bad about it?"

Zhu Su glanced at Zhu Di carefully before saying:
"It looks like pregnancy."

Zhu Gaoyu almost laughed out loud.

However, when he saw his father's face as dark as the bottom of a pot, he braked immediately and did not give him a chance to attack.

"and……"

Zhu Su hesitated to speak:

"The root cause of the disease left by the tumor may... maybe... affect the offspring."

This was not mentioned when Zhu Gaoyu was not around.

In an instant, the room became quiet.

If you think about it carefully, it seems to be true.

Ever since Zhu Gaoyu was born, there have been no children in the Prince of Yan's Mansion.

In other words, Zhu Di had no shortage of sons, so he was not in a hurry about this matter.

Today is done, I am going to bed early, tomorrow I have a long day to travel, go ahead!!
Good night! ^_^
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(End of this chapter)