Back to Ming Dynasty as Zhu Biao

Chapter 386 Three Treasures' Advice
Zhu Biao pointed to the stone bench not far away, motioning to sit there and said.The patrolling East Palace guards saw the prince sitting in front of the stone table, so they spontaneously stood at the Jinghe Gate, guarding from a distance.

"Your Highness, please forgive me if I make mistakes in what you say later." Sanbao bowed respectfully with the medicine bag in his arms.

Zhu Biao put his eyes on Sanbao and said.

"You are loyal, and you are not a person who flatters your superiors and bullies your inferiors. Since it is a loyal statement, what is wrong with it, you can just speak it out."

Seeing that the prince was magnanimous, Sanbao took two steps and squatted in front of Zhu Biao's knees, pouring out all the suggestions in his heart.

"The conditions in Liaodong are difficult. The slaves and servants saw the memorials of this spring. The hands and feet of the soldiers were cracked, cotton clothes and food were common, and the weather was cold. General Chang, the Duke of E, was willing to guard.

General Xu and General Chang are also on the front line of Wa Island.

When Princess Chang entered the palace, the servants saw that she was also a happy and kind young lady.Now she looks like a bitter woman.Compared with Princess Xu's simplicity and liveliness, she has changed a lot. "

Zhu Biao sighed: "Gu's heart is also fleshy, but every time I go to her place, I always feel that the atmosphere is very boring. Liang Guogong loves the crown princess too much...you can't understand what you said."

"Your Highness, why don't you try to soak in the rain and dew, or the servants think, they always like to listen to some sweet words, and it will be much easier to coax a lot of things."

Zhu Biao looked at Sanbao, then turned his head again.

"Your Highness, this servant is also thinking of His Highness, and will not speak for a palace just because he is bribed by someone. I heard that the little emperor's eldest grandson can already say a few simple words."

Zhu Biao knocked on him: "Did your mother tell you this, or did you think of it yourself?"

Sanbao smiled honestly: "It was the empress who instructed the servants. The servants are not that smart."

It's still my mother who loves me the most, and so does Lao Zhu. When he and his wife don't show their affection, I look quite pleasing to the eye.

After hearing Sanbao's words, Zhu Biao didn't blame him, and said with a smile: "Go, Gu also wants to hear what it's like to be called father."

"Hey, servant girl will follow." Sanbao patted the dirt on his knees, his face was almost smiling like a flower, holding the medicine, he twisted his buttocks to catch up.

His Royal Highness was in Changle Hall, and Yu'er had arranged for her to bring Zhu Yunchi here, after all, His Royal Highness wanted to see her by name.

"Come here, bring the medicine to the princess to drink."

Soon a palace lady came in, took the medicine and went to get the six rounds.

Zhu Yunchi hid his small head in Chang's arms, secretly looked at Zhu Biao with one eye, and remained motionless.

Chang Meirong pulled him out, and hid his head in her arms after a few seconds: "Your Highness, Chi'er is just too clingy, I will teach him well."

Zhu Biao stretched out his hand: "Come on, Dad will take you to ride a big horse."

Sure enough, he could understand the words, and immediately poked his head out to look at Zhu Biao, then blinked at Chang Meirong, and then at Zhu Biao.

"Chi'er, he is the father, father, you forgot." Chang Meirong spoke to Zhu Yunchi patiently, with love on his face.

Zhu Biao walked over, hugged him in his arms and taught him with a smile: "Father, tell Dad to listen. Dad."

After repeating a few words, Zhu Biao felt that he didn't hear the feeling of others calling him father, but he had already called a few words.

"Crown princess, do you think Gu has been taken advantage of by this kid?" Zhu Biao sat beside her with a smile.

"Ah... yes." Chang Meirong has always been a little afraid of Zhu Biao, and on several occasions, he was the type to talk about things. He was stunned by Zhu Biao's sudden casualness, and quickly reacted.

Zhu Biao didn't notice the tears in Chang Meirong's eyes, but protected Zhu Yunchi's waist and small head, let him sit on the edge of the couch, and watched him carefully for a while.

I just got up, threw him up, and caught it again. Every time I threw him up lightly, he giggled and his eyes curved into crescents.

Repeated several times, Zhu Biao saw that he was not calling him father, so he said to Chang Meirong: "Let the wet nurse take him down."

The nurse came and left with Zhu Yunchi in her arms.

When walking to the door, Zhu Yunchi suddenly said a word clearly: "Father."

Zhu Biao was a little touched in his heart, and his voice was a little joyful: "Hey! Hahaha."

Then ordered the nurse: "You don't need to take it tonight, let him stay here."

The nurse froze for a moment, then nodded.

As the night was getting darker, Zhu Yunchi was already very sleepy, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Zhu Biao asked Sanbao to get the drawings of the new ships built by the shipyard in the past two years, and sent over the list of those recruited by the Maritime Bureau.

Zhu Biao lived in front of Changle Hall, and many books were placed on the wall not far from the screen.When you encounter something you need to use, just look for it one by one.

"Cough, cough."

Surprised by the sound of coughing, Zhu Biao put down the book in his hand and came over. Seeing her covering her mouth and suppressing her coughing, she took the cup, poured the hot water on the table, and gave her the loquat paste.

Seeing Zhu Biao doing it himself, Chang Meirong immediately stood up.This startled Zhu Biao.

She is also a woman who needs companionship and care.Thinking of this, Zhu Biao motioned her not to come over.

"This medicine is prescribed by the prescription. I heard that you have been coughing for some days, so don't take it lightly." Zhu Biao walked over to give it to her, and then sat down at the case table to prepare things.

Chang Meirong looked at the people behind the case, and she felt that he was a different person than usual, but she was touched anyway.

She got up to help him grind the ink, and she asked softly about the books Zhu Biao needed, and then she went to find them and showed Zhu Biao with a lamp.

Qianqing Palace.

Emperor Zhu finished changing the memorial, looked at Empress Ma who was helping him wipe his feet, and said gently: "Didn't we say that there is Yuyi, you have to come in person."

Empress Ma took the wooden basin to the servant, came over to wipe her hands and said, "Your feet have walked a lot in the past, and the old wounds and calluses in some places have to be washed carefully. It's been a few years. How do you usually have time to soak your feet?"

Raising his legs and looking at his own feet, Emperor Zhu smiled. When his feet were the poorest, he walked around the world barefoot, and the scars formed after the stones were scratched and the thorns pierced in were still there.

"Tomorrow morning, let's discuss what Biao'er said." Old Zhu crossed his feet.

"There will definitely be some objections among the officials. Don't play foolishly, otherwise the officials will resent Biaoer instead. You father and son will still sing good faces and red faces." Empress Ma reminded him.

Old Zhu smiled, but didn't answer.

"What are you laughing at?" Queen Ma asked with her hands on her waist.

"Singing red face and white face? What do you mean we should be bad guys, and Biao'er will come out to stop us and be good?"

"Ma Xiuying, then you really don't understand the group of people who fight against us. Although we don't like some civil servants, they still have backbone."

"Besides, generals, it's whoever does the right thing, and whoever is strong will convince him. You will never give up just because someone says a few good things for them."

"Right and wrong, feel free. My strictness is only enforced against those who have committed the most heinous crimes."

"If the Crown Prince of Ming needs to please all the officials by pretending to be a good person, then we look down upon him. A truly talented person needs to use his skills and abilities to conquer and intimidate, not the so-called sparing of others. That kind of heart is not enough to govern the world."

"You see, although the civil servants have some opinions on the National Academy of Scholars, they also see the benefits. If Biao'er did not do well, they would have come to impeach him.

In this world, it is the most difficult to guess people's hearts, the most difficult to control people's hearts, who can guarantee that they will not make mistakes when they are officials.

A bucket of rice raises a benefactor, and a stone of rice raises an enemy. If Biaoer pleads for them every time and says something nice, wait until they get used to it.One day when no one said anything good, Biao'er became a villain.

We have gone through heavy winds and heavy rains, and we are talented people in exchange for kindness and ability.

But what unites people's hearts is the righteousness of the world, and what attracts people's hearts the most is their own interests. "

Lao Zhu lay down and said with a smile: "If we really want Biao'er to have a good reputation, then we'll just exile a few and not reuse them. Wait for Biao'er to ascend the throne, and then call him back. This kindness is the greatest."

Seeing how comfortable he was lying there, Empress Ma didn't argue with him, she sat in front of the bronze mirror and said with a smile: "You talk a lot, you are right."

"That's right, we are the emperor, so what we say is reasonable." Old Zhu's voice was loud and clear.

Empress Ma ignored him, she knew the temper of her own man.

Doesn't play cards according to common sense, does things straightforwardly and truthfully, and expresses his love to increase, but he always loves to fight.

I just love to fight with Liu Bowen, but Liu Bowen searched for dragon veins everywhere, and couldn't come back for a while.

He fought against natural disasters and disasters in his childhood, against people in his childhood, against troubled times in his youth, and in his middle age, he has always fought against his opponents all the way up to now, a peasant emperor who has emerged from the crowd of beggars.

Emperor Zhu felt that fighting back and forth could bring him endless joy and bring freshness to his boring court life.

(End of this chapter)