My father Yongle, building a five-good family

Chapter 114 Ge Cheng Test
But the problem now is that at this time, no matter whether there is a lack of sons or not... few people can accept this disease that will affect their offspring.

This can be seen from Zhu Di's silent reaction.

Xu Miaoyun calmed down and asked:

"This...can this disease be cured? If it is cured, will the offspring still be affected?"

This……

Zhu Su hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell the truth.

Instead of giving hope at the beginning, only to be disappointed later.

It is better not to have any hope from the beginning, so that you won’t be disappointed.

I only heard Zhu Su say:
"The root of the disease has already been left. It would be difficult to have no impact at all."

He was being tactful.

However, Xu Miaoyun and Zhu Di knew in their hearts that the root of the problem might be difficult to eliminate.

Zhu Gaoyu looked at this side and then at the other side, and felt that the atmosphere was somewhat heavy.

Even my father, who has always been full of energy and vigor, was silent at this moment.

Zhu Di did feel a little frustrated.

In feudal dynasties, especially in the royal family, the matter of offspring is a matter of fundamental importance. If the news gets out, Zhu Di will not be able to have descendants in the future. Wouldn't that make him a joke in the eyes of others?

Thinking back to the first half of his life, Zhu Di had experienced many ups and downs, had seen blood, had killed people, but he was defeated by Shengqin, and even had such an embarrassing problem...

Fortunately, he has a firm character, which is not comparable to ordinary people.

Although he felt a little disappointed and depressed, Zhu Di quickly adjusted himself.

Fortunately, although he had no children in the second half of his life, he already had four legitimate sons.

Although the sons sometimes fight with each other, compared with their nephews who fight like chickens, the atmosphere in their family can even be described as extremely harmonious.

Zhu Di really didn't believe it.

Of the four legitimate sons, none of them will be able to show off their talents in the future.

Just as he was thinking about it, Zhu Di suddenly felt a warmth on his thigh, as if something was sticking to it.

He looked down and saw that Zhu Gaoyu was no longer as irritating as usual. Instead, he hugged his thigh with some concern and even tried to comfort him:
"Dad, it doesn't matter if you don't have brothers and sisters. You still have us."

Zhu Di felt a surge of warmth in his heart and was actually a little moved.

This son was not raised in vain.

Although this youngest son is quite annoying most of the time, he also has his moments of tenderness and affection.

Zhu Di's eyes softened and he wanted to rub Zhu Gaoyu's head.

But before he could extend his hand, he heard Zhu Gaoyu's "true feelings" again:
"Dad, you can rest assured. When you die in the future, even if the eldest, second, and third brothers don't want me to, I will help you break the pot and cry for you. Don't worry, I will remember to burn paper money for you every year, one pile at a time, to ensure that you will have enough money in the afterlife and still be the glorious King of Yan."

Zhu Di's face darkened again.

He was so angry that he laughed:

"You are really filial. Should I thank you?"

Zhu Gaoyu thought about it for a while, but still refused modestly:

"That's not necessary. We are close friends. Since you are my father, I should do all this... So, Dad, don't worry after you die. I will burn a few more paper figures for you, so that you will have someone to serve you in the underworld."

The more he spoke, the more Zhu Gaoyu's thoughts spread:
"Eh? Dad, do you want a soldier-like paper figurine? If you do, I'll burn one for you. I'll let you be the king of the underworld!"

Snapped!
A slap landed on the back of Zhu Gaoyu's head.

Zhu Di felt that the trace of warmth just now...as expected! It was just an illusion!

The key point is that what this guy said was sincere and there was nothing wrong with his thoughts and actions.

But Zhu Di just felt...disgusted by what he heard.

Who would like someone to keep hanging around in front of them, saying that after they die, they will do whatever they want...

Zhu Di was able to hold back and not punish Zhu Gaoyu, which was considered a good temper.

Seeing Zhu Gaoyu holding his head with a wronged look on his face, Xu Miaoyun couldn't bear it for a moment, so she sighed and pulled Zhu Gaoyu to her side.

With Zhu Gaoyu's mother by his side, he seemed to have a backer and instantly perked up. His originally sad face instantly turned into a smiling one.

Even King Zhu Su of Zhou, who was sitting next to him, was amazed at the speed of his expression change.

Unexpectedly, before Zhu Gaoyu could show off for long, Xu Miaoyun glanced at the boy:
"No dinner tonight."

Zhu Gaoyu's first reaction was to widen his eyes and look incredulous.

Immediately, a mist of falseness welled up in his eyes, and he looked at Xu Miaoyun pitifully:
"Mom, am I still your only, most beloved... treasure?"

Xu Miaoyun sneered:
"I have given birth to many treasures like you, and I don't need you. It's your fault that you are not a good boy."

Zhu Gaoyu would not buy into your words.

What do you mean, if you are not good, I won’t buy you anything. If you are not good, you are not my treasure!

Ha ha.

Could a man as real as Zhu Gaoyu be easily manipulated by such rhetoric?
Zhu Gaoyu looked at Zhu Di and shook his head with emotion:
"A handsome man is a disaster, he really is. Mother, that's not why you don't like me. You were deceived by father, that's why you don't care about me. Obviously... we once agreed to be each other's only one..."

Xu Miaoyun had never heard such words before.

Even though she was the daughter of a general, she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable after hearing it.

She pulled Zhu Gaoyu's cheek and forced him to shut up. Then she looked at King Zhou with an embarrassed look:

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Fifth Brother." Zhu Su was trying not to laugh. He was so happy that he wanted to see Zhu Gaoyu act like a demon again. However, he still had to pretend to be an elder and waved his hand:

"What's the big deal? The child is young, so he can say whatever he wants, whatever he wants..."

After the joke, Zhu Di's mood had obviously calmed down a lot.

There are always unsatisfactory things in life.

Now that he has discovered the disease early, he can mitigate the impact of the root cause. It can be said that this is very good.

Zhu Di's character was destined not to cause trouble to himself or complain about himself.

After King Zhou finished writing the prescription, he was about to leave in the wind and snow.

Zhu Di seemed to have thought of something and left him alone for a while.

No one knew what the two talked about in the study. When they came out, King Zhou Zhu Su's face was full of doubt and even a little ugly.

But when he met Zhu Youjie and Zhu Youdun, his face had returned to normal, and no strange color could be seen anymore.

On the way back, when the two brothers didn't notice, Zhu Su's gaze always lingered on the two of them, his eyes were complex and difficult to read.

Zhu Su wanted to speak many times, but when he thought about the contents of Zhu Di's secret conversation, he could only let out a silent sigh.

……

King Zhou left.

Zhu Di did not rest immediately, but instead called the Chief Secretary of the Prince of Yan's Mansion brought from Peking and a group of his favorite generals to discuss matters in the study in the front yard.

The room was filled with silver charcoal, and it was warm.

No matter how strong the wind and snow were outside, the charcoal brazier in the house was crackling with fire.

The occasional sound of pages turning and paper and pen rubbing against each other creates a quiet atmosphere.

The chief secretaries, who were shivering with cold as they walked along the corridor, only stood in the study for a moment before they felt a thin layer of sweat on their foreheads.

The palace's chief secretary, Ge Cheng, was also among them.

But when he lowered his head, his eyes were rolling around as if he was thinking about something.

He thought of the worried face of King Zhou that he had seen when he left.

Comparing this with Zhu Di's somewhat ugly expression at this moment, his doubts became even greater for a moment, and he didn't know what exactly had happened.

At this critical juncture, any disturbance is extremely important.

And for Ge Cheng, every different movement in Prince Yan's mansion was the best evidence to overthrow Prince Yan.

Who made Ge Cheng, seemingly the chief secretary in Prince Yan's palace, but actually a hidden chess piece loyal to Zhu Yunwen?
Thinking about this, Ge Cheng looked worried:
"Your Highness looks so pale, but is there something wrong with your body?"

He was just asking casually.

On the surface, Zhu Di was able to eat and sleep well, and was as strong as a bull.

To put it bluntly, even if Zhu Yunwen died, Zhu Di might not have died.

How could such a person feel unwell?

However, this is where the unexpected happened.

Zhu Di raised his eyes and said, "I have been feeling a little unwell lately, but it's okay. By the way, the affairs in Beiping this time..."

Ge Cheng didn't take what happened next to heart.

In his mind, only Zhu Di's words kept lingering, even echoing over and over again.

Are you feeling a little unwell?
Is it really just a little?
Ge Cheng had followed Zhu Di for so many years and knew that the Prince of Yan was a thick-faced, black-hearted person who could deceive people.

Sometimes, you can only believe three-tenths of what he says.

Can't believe even a single cent.

Ge Cheng felt as if he had grasped an important piece of information, and he immediately started to think about it.

It was for this reason that he ignored the meaningful look from Zhu Di.

……

yard.

Zhu Gaoyu was still kneading the snow into balls.

Strange to say.

Children are actually the most delicate.

But sometimes, just for fun, they can stay in the snow for half a day and don’t even mind the cold.

And Zhu Gaoyu was such a person.

Just as he was still playing in the snow, footsteps were heard from the other side.

The soles of my shoes stepped on the soft snow, making a rustling sound.

When Zhu Gaoyu turned his head, he saw Ge Cheng's old face.

Why is this guy?
When Zhu Gaoyu was in Datong, he saw Ge Cheng's attitude towards refugees, so he looked down on this chief secretary.

Therefore, his eyes were fixed on Ge Cheng's face, which was smiling like an old chrysanthemum. After looking for a while, he turned his head away silently and started to knead the snowball.

Ge Cheng's smile froze.

This Prince of Dinghai...is still as difficult to deal with as ever!
I finished writing a chapter on the train, and now I have to catch a flight. When I get off the plane and send it out, what should I do if there is no internet on the plane? My plane lands at 11:50! I wonder if there is a solution.

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