My father Yongle, building a five-good family

Chapter 58: Heaven's Birthday
Early in the morning.

"Are you all ready?"

Zhu Gaoyu was dressed extremely formally today. Not to mention the robe embroidered with cloud patterns, just the black gauze scarf with the corners turned upwards on his head and the black boots on his feet made Zhu Gaoyu look very dignified.

Although he got up very early today, he was not sleepy at all. He looked like he was too excited and had no place to vent his energy.

"I'm ready! I'm ready! I'm ready!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Di slapped him again.

"Why do you talk so much every day? Remember to pack your own birthday gifts, and don't let Sanbao take them for you again."

"Let me tell you, today is the Heavenly Birthday. All the territorial officials are here, as well as the civil and military officials of the court. If you fail to perform, it will only embarrass me, your father, but that's a small matter. But if it embarrasses your grandfather, the Emperor, that would be a big deal!"

Zhu Gaoyu rubbed the back of his head subconsciously.

But soon, he reacted...

Huh?
It doesn't seem to hurt much.

Maybe he's used to being beaten.

Xu Miaoyun watched the interaction between the father and son but did not interrupt.

Although she loved Zhu Gaoyu, she did not ignore him and just dote on him.

You must know that spoiling a child is like killing him.

As Xu Da's eldest daughter, Xu Miaoyun was also known as a "female scholar". Naturally, she would understand this truth and would not easily take advantage of Zhu Di's love for her.

When getting into the carriage, Zhu Gaoyu stretched his neck to see what gifts his brothers had prepared.

Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Gaosui didn't care and let him look at it. Anyway, it was at this point and the gifts were already prepared, so they were not afraid that this kid would imitate the gifts they had sent out.

But Zhu Gaoxu was really stingy. He kept hiding things and didn't tell Zhu Gaoyu what he had prepared.

But when Zhu Gaoxu heard what the fourth brother was mumbling, his face couldn't help but turn green.

"What do you mean I'm stingy? It's obvious that among all of us, you're the one who hid the gift the most carefully!"

"Boss, since the Third Brother said this, I accept it. But what right do you have to say this?"

When Zhu Gaoyu heard the latter part of the sentence, his eyes became a little suspicious, "Really?"

Zhu Gaoxu nodded without hesitation:

"How could this be false?"

Zhu Gaoyu immediately laughed, "Big brother, hurry up and scold the second brother for being stingy. He admitted it himself."

Zhu Gaochi felt helpless.

What’s going on with the second and fourth sons?

Whenever they meet, they have to insult each other, and sometimes they even fight like black chicken eyes, but the relationship between these two people is sometimes... not bad.

You know, the last time when Zhu Gaoyu was beaten in the teahouse, it was Zhu Gaoxu who pounced on him first.

I really don’t understand…

Could it be that this is the legendary younger brother of his...who only he, Zhu Laoer, can beat?

……

The Tianshou Holy Festival is held in the Fengtian Temple.

Fengtian Hall, generally speaking, is the place where important ceremonies, court meetings and other activities are held.

When traveling here, one can occasionally see envoys from vassal states. Although the flow of people is surging, the place is orderly, just like a scene of a thriving and powerful empire.

Since Zhu Di arrived here, several nobles came up to him and started talking to him.

Because Zhu Gaoyu was small in stature, many people chose to ignore him.

They are just children, so just tease them.

Could it be that he was planning to come to this important occasion to discuss some important matter? As the prince of the Prince of Yan's Palace, Zhu Gaochi was gentle and good at socializing, so apart from some nobles, there were quite a few nobles who talked to him.

As a result, the second prince Zhu Gaoxu also felt at home in such occasions.

When Zhu Yunwen glanced over inadvertently, he saw the appearance of Prince Yan and his family. His expression remained the same, but he became alert again.

The King of Yan is powerful, so we must be on guard against him!

The remaining third brother had no title yet, so he could only find a place to sit down and start staring at Zhu Gaoyu.

After a long while, Zhu Gaoyu looked at the cakes in front of him, a little hesitant:

"How about eating something first?"

Zhu Gaosui shook his head:
"What if I have diarrhea after eating?"

That's right to say...

Zhu Gaoyu was holding a piece of cake in his hand, and had almost put it to his mouth, but he couldn't open his mouth.

So vulgar!
What a vulgar word!

When Zhu Yuanzhang came, he looked around. Maybe it was a coincidence, but the first thing he noticed was Zhu Gaoyu and Zhu Gaosui, not the envoys from vassal states who came to pay tribute.

On the surface, these two seem to be decent guys, and are indeed worthy of being princes and grandchildren of the emperor.

But before Zhu Yuanzhang could nod his approval, when his eyes fell on the empty plates in front of them, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't know what to say to them.

He glanced at the two of them and felt angry and amused, and even a little resentful of Zhu Di.

What did the fourth child eat at home?
Look how hungry the child is.

Forget it, I'll go back and give Fourth Brother a good scolding. In this situation, let the kids eat.

Anyway, the Ming Dynasty is now rich and powerful, and those vassal states are busy trying to curry favor with them, so how could they possibly laugh at Zhu Yuanzhang's own grandson?

now.

Zhu Di, who was at a banquet and dealing with several of his brothers-in-law, suddenly felt a chill on his back.

Who is whispering about him behind his back?

The so-called Tianshou Holy Festival is Lao Zhu’s birthday.

When the banquet began, although it had been said in advance that extravagance and disturbing the people were not allowed, singing and dancing were still indispensable.

The singer's voice was melodious and the dancer's posture was graceful. Soon, the atmosphere became lively.

Old Zhu looked at the scene in front of him with a rare smile on his face.

When the atmosphere reached its climax, the envoys from the vassal states came forward.

"The King of Korea, Yi Seong-gye, respectfully wishes His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty a happy birthday. May His Majesty be healthy and live forever. Your Majesty's virtues are universal and your graces are universal. The people of our country are grateful and grateful for your grace. May Your Majesty's rule be forever strong and your country be long-lasting, and may our country always be a vassal and a loyal supporter."

"I hereby present two pairs of hundred-year-old ginseng, a pair of gators, and two boxes of mink fur and fire fox fur..."

"My vassal country Siam..."

"The vassal state of Ryukyu..."

Listening to the envoys' reports of tribute, Zhu Gaoyu didn't think much of it at first, but soon he pricked up his ears silently.

Originally, Zhu Gaoyu thought that these vassal states would be like Japan, sending some worthless fans and lacquerware, and then Zhu Gaoyu would return home happily with the generous gifts in a dignified manner.

Although Zhu Gaoyu was depressed about this, he couldn't say anything.

After all, this was a rule specially set by the Emperor in the fifth year of Hongwu.

This so-called rule is the policy of treating vassal states with more kindness and less reward.

Wake up in the morning! Full of energy!

Today’s first update is dedicated to all the uncles and ladies!

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(End of this chapter)