My father Yongle, building a five-good family

Chapter 115 Big Liar and Little Liar

Ge Cheng half squatted down and looked at Zhu Gaoyu with an extremely kind smile on his face.

"Your Highness, it's so late, why are you still playing outside? There are guests coming to the palace today, and you have worked hard to entertain them. It would be better for you to rest early."

When Zhu Gaoyu heard this, he knew that Ge Cheng was not holding back his fart.

He was looking at Zhu Gaoyu as if he was a child.

If Zhu Gaoyu really answered without thinking, wouldn't he be confirming Ge Cheng's words?

This indirectly confirmed that an outsider had arrived at Prince Yan's mansion today.

but…

Zhu Gaoyu looked at Ge Cheng with a straight gaze.

The look of him staring intently made Ge Cheng himself feel creepy for a moment.

But the feeling was only fleeting.

Soon, Zhu Gaoyu's face returned to its usual smiling expression.

"Guest? How do you know that Uncle Five was here today? Ge Cheng, are you trying to find out the news about the palace?"

When Ge Cheng first heard that it was King Zhou, he began to think of conspiracy theories in his mind.

You know, the King of Zhou and the King of Yan are brothers from the same father and mother, so their relationship is naturally much deeper than that of other brothers.

When the late emperor's body was lying in state and Zhu Yunwen had not yet ascended the throne, these two princes gathered together and whispered... What would happen?
But before Ge Cheng could further develop his conspiracy, he heard the second half of Zhu Gaoyu's doubts.

This time, Ge Cheng was a little scared.

Could it be that Zhu Gaoyu really saw something?
He put his hands into his sleeves and pinched himself hard, thus managing to avoid losing his composure.

Immediately, Ge Cheng smiled calmly, as if he was joking:

"I am the Chief Secretary of the Prince of Yan's Palace. As a member of the palace, if even I don't care about what's going on in the palace, then I am a failure as the Chief Secretary."

Zhu Gaoyu nodded, seeming to be convinced.

He continued to roll the snowball in his hand, sighed, and seemed to have thought of something, with a somewhat sad look on his face:

"In fact, Uncle Wu's visit was not a big deal. But later he discovered something... Never mind, it's a big deal, I'd better not tell you about it."

Ge Cheng was just hearing the exciting part, but then Zhu Gaoyu came up with this. He felt so nervous that he felt like he was being scratched by hundreds of cats' claws and was itching terribly.

Ge Cheng took great effort to make his purposefulness seem less strong.

He pretended to be nonchalant and even squatted down to make a snowman with Zhu Gaoyu.

While piling, he whispered:
"Your Highness, sometimes you don't have to pretend to be so strong. Don't you know who I am, Ge Cheng? If you feel really upset and have no one to talk to, you might as well talk to me. Even with tongs, you can't pry open my mouth. Are you still worried?"

Zhu Gaoyu was really a little worried.

He vaguely remembered that Ge Cheng's ending was not very good.

But he was young before and had little contact with the things happening in the study in the front yard, so he didn't know much about Ge Cheng.

But Zhu Gaoyu believed that most of the time, his father was still a superior who clearly distinguished between rewards and punishments.

Ge Cheng's ending is not good... I'm afraid he was standing in the wrong place.

Therefore, when facing Ge Cheng's inquiries, Zhu Gaoyu became interested when he saw Ge Cheng fooling him one after another.

Who isn't a big liar?
really.

In Ge Cheng's eyes, Zhu Gaoyu seemed to be moved by his words, and there was a hint of hesitation in his expression.

Then, he pondered for a while, sighed slightly, and hesitated:
"Uncle Ge, you have been the chief historian of the palace for many years. There are some things...I feel uncomfortable keeping them in my heart."

Ge Cheng felt a little anxious in his heart, but at the same time, he became increasingly calm on the surface.

"Uncle Ge, I was eavesdropping outside the study room. Uncle Wu seemed to say that my father was seriously ill..."

When Ge Cheng heard this, his pupils suddenly contracted.

But the first emotion that came to my mind was not surprise, but astonishment!

If this were said to someone else, Ge Cheng might still believe it, but if the person who was seriously ill was the King of Yan...

Judging from Zhu Di's appearance alone, Ge Cheng couldn't believe it.

But these words came from Zhu Gaoyu's mouth... Even if Zhu Gaoyu was a bit eccentric, he would never joke about such things!
Ge Cheng looked half-believing and half-doubting, but in fact he had already believed it most of the time. He just needed to get more news in the next two days to completely dispel his doubts.

If the Prince of Yan is really seriously ill, then wouldn't the most difficult part of the Crown Prince's plan to reduce the power of the princes be easily solved?
When Ge Cheng thought of this, his expression remained unchanged, but his heart was already surging.

At this moment, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

Could it be... this is what is called destiny and good fortune?
In comparison, the Prince of Yan had the ability and qualifications, but he was still a little lacking in luck.

Maybe, this is a hero.

Thinking of this, Ge Cheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Facing the worried Zhu Gaoyu, he didn't want to continue wasting time on him.

Therefore, Ge Cheng just patiently said a few words to comfort her and then left in a hurry.

After he left, Zhu Gaoyu's expression suddenly changed.

From the sad look at the beginning, he turned into a leisurely look.

Dad’s parasitic disease...will affect his offspring. Who can say that this is not a serious illness?

Zhu Gaoyu touched his head and couldn't help feeling a little complacent.

He is really smart!

As for the snowman that Ge Cheng and he had built together...

There was only a "bang" sound.

Zhu Gaoyu smashed the snowman's head with one punch.

Suddenly, the whole snowman broke into pieces.

……

The next morning.

The time for Prince Yan to return to his fiefdom is getting closer.

The situation in the court became increasingly tense.

Will the prince return, or not?

Should we follow the will of the previous emperor, or wait for the new emperor to take office...

This is also the result that countless nobles and civil officials in the capital have been quietly waiting for.

In the palace of Prince Yan.

There is still a peaceful atmosphere.

It seems to be completely unaffected by the outside world.

Very early in the morning.

Zhu Gaochi was lying on the bed with his arms and legs spread out.

After one autumn, because Zhu Gaoyu went to Datong, there was no one to supervise his exercise in the morning, and Zhu Gaochi had a layer of fat on his belly.

He was snoring loudly at this moment. The Crown Prince's Consort Zhang, who was originally lying beside Zhu Gaochi, had already gotten up.

It’s not because she likes to go to bed early and get up early.

It was because Zhu Gaochi’s snoring was too loud.

She could only... be forced to get up early.

Just today.

With Zhu Gaoyu's return.

The familiar noise of getting up in the morning...is back again.

"Big Brother!!!"

"A day's plan begins in the morning. With so much fat on your belly, how can you sleep well at your age?!"

I finally found time to post a chapter during a flight layover. My phone and computer were both out of battery, so I used two fingers to write 2,000 words on the plane, and my hands were cramping. I still have 1,000 words left, and I will make up for it tomorrow. My flight is at 11:50, and I’m afraid it will be delayed, and I’ll be finished if I can’t post it by then.

When I return to Hangzhou and settle down, I will update more for a while as a compensation to everyone!

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