Such a big thing as cutting the clan's relatives can no longer be compared to a boulder, because this is obviously a small mountain smashed into the lake, and the water in the lake of Daming is almost drained.

It's only been a few years since Taizu died, and Zhu Yunwen, the emperor, began to revise the Emperor's ancestral training?

There is no doubt that after a few days of hard work, the Zongren Mansion began to be lively again.

It's not okay to sit down and discuss together, every time the emperor goes further, these clan relatives have to take a step back, step by step, and in the future, the emperor may not be able to pump his brain, maybe they can be beaten into commoners!

When there is no way to retreat, even if you want to resist, you don't have the strength.

"If you cut the New Year's salary, you will starve to death?"

The first one sat Zhu Di and Zhu Zhen on the left and right, although the latter was the sixth child, he was a little younger than Zhu Hu, the king of Zhou. But he is the only remaining prince of the clan who has a great prestige and a lot of military exploits other than Zhu Di, so he will sit side by side with Zhu Di in this high position.

At this time, there were more than a dozen chairs sitting on the main hall of the Zongren Mansion with the princes of each branch, and those juniors were naturally not qualified to stay here, the only exceptions were like Zhu Jixi and Zhu Shangbing, although these two were juniors, but they relied on their father's lordship, and they should stay here.

"What's the use of being in a hurry?"

Zhu Quan sat down with the tea bowl in his hand and sneered: "Do you still have illusions about our eldest nephew?" Since he opened Chrysostom and said that he wanted to cut the New Year's salary, even if you are anxious and unwilling, you have to admit it, instead of wasting time arguing here, it is better to go home and think about how to arrange the family in the future. ”

The lobby was so quiet that you could barely hear a pin.

Think about whose family is not an heir, and now that Zhu Yunwen has stopped the New Year, what should their children do? Could it be true that whatever the emperor says is what it is?

"The emperor told our children to do whatever they wanted."

Zhu Chun, the king of Shu, looked at Zhu Di and said: "Fourth brother, in the end, they are all the parents and grandsons of the emperor, is it possible to really take the examination for a grassroots official?" Wouldn't it make the world laugh at it in the future, and Taizu's own grandson would do idle work? ”

"What's wrong with the helper?"

Zhu Di raised his eyelids, looking like he hadn't woken up, and his tone was low and tight.

"Dad still had to eat back then, what's the matter, without the hardcore crops of the imperial court, there will be no hands or feet, can he starve to death?"

As he spoke, Zhu Di stood up: "There are many things to do in the General Staff, go first for my brother, you can discuss it yourself, whether you will join forces to protest to Your Majesty or what, you don't need to inform me." ”

The person who spoke had already walked out of the lobby, without any gesture of dragging mud and water.

Zhu Di has to think about his children and grandchildren.

He is now a very popular minister, and his son Zhu Gaochi has become a secretary of the ministry again, and he is bound to enter the cabinet after a few years of training, and he will not go against Zhu Yunwen if he has no brains.

As soon as Zhu Di left, several princes left one after another, expressing their unwillingness to wade into this troubled water.

"Fourth brother's bones are so soft now?"

After the people were almost gone, the acting king Zhu Gui sneered angrily: "Heh, it's really short-handed, the emperor gave some benefits, and he turned his face and didn't ask whether our brothers were dead or alive." ”

Zhu Gui's opinion aroused a chorus, and only Zhu Quan responded disdainfully: "If you think so, that's really wrong, the fourth brother is not soft-boned, he is still angry with our brothers." ”

The first feudal domain that Zhu Yunwen cut back then was Zhu Di, how could none of them be brothers who had a clear banner to support Zhu Di? Aren't they all in a hurry to write a eulogy to the emperor?

"Since the big guys didn't speak for the fourth brother when the emperor did it, and the feng shui has taken turns to this day, why does the fourth brother speak for us?"

Su Wang Zhu Ao sighed and said in frustration: "The cause and effect are all on us, who is to blame?" ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Zhu Gui glared: "At the beginning, the fourth brother obviously wanted to rebel, is it possible that you still want to follow, can this be the same thing?" ”

"Who do you give your hat to?"

A rebellion scared Zhu Ao enough, stared at Zhu Gui with a white face, and stomped his feet angrily.

Seeing that the two were arguing, Zhu Zhen angrily slapped the table a few times and yelled: "Shut up for me!" ”

The lobby was quiet.

Zhu Zhen looked around at the scattered seven or eight brothers, and sighed inwardly.

These princes are not united internally, what else can they fight with the emperor?

When the number of people is large, people's hearts are scattered.

In grasping the hearts of the people, Zhu Zhen had to obey his nephew who became the emperor, and he could always inadvertently dig a few big pits for them to step on, or those officials in the outer court.

When the big guys fell into the pit, the emperor just threw down a rope, and they had to turn around and sing the praises of the emperor's benevolence.

"Actually, what the fourth brother said is right."

Han Wang Zhu Song, who had not spoken all the time, stood up: "Everyone has hands and feet, even if there is no New Year's salary, what will happen?" Which one can't fill your stomach when you take the political exam, join the army, or do business? If you have the ability, you can eat a few more bites, and if you don't have the ability, you can eat a few less, is it possible that in the future, our children will be able to become the first assistant university scholar? There will always be high and low, and you can only blame yourself for not mixing well.

Keep the young man and raise a group of idle gentlemen, then there will be a light on the face? That's to fight for my father? Let his old man be lazy to see his children and grandchildren in heaven?

Or when we go to Fengxian Hall and Taimiao to worship our ancestors every year, we say confidently, 'Dad, you see how powerful your children and grandchildren are, they stay at home every day and do nothing, and the court takes care of the food?' I can't say that anyway. ”

Zhu Song said it was straightforward, and he turned around and left after speaking, and he didn't give others a chance to be weird.

The big guys all quarreled a few words again, but they turned out to leave one after another, and in the end, in the lobby of this people's mansion, they couldn't even make up the number of one hand.

The so-called matter of everyone sitting together to discuss the total and go to the emperor to appeal for the protection of rights and interests has once again ended in vain, and it has become an empty word.

Looking at the empty main hall of the Zongren Mansion in front of him, Zhu Zhen said to Zhu Quan, who had been lazy in the mansion since he entered Beijing: "In the future, this Zongren Mansion should probably be canceled." ”

Think about it, when the descendants of each branch start to fend for themselves in the future, one radish and one pit, who cares if our big guys are relatives at that time?

Who doesn't want to climb the ladder bravely.

As soon as Zhu Zhen closed his eyes, he could see what the battle between their branches would be like in the next hundred years.

"What should I do, who cares what the future looks like?"

Zhu Quan smiled and said nonchalantly: "As long as the emperor gives food a day, we clan relatives will never be able to unite, and it is good to cancel the Zongren Mansion, and the future of the province will be put on a big hat of conspiracy by Jinyiwei, not to mention that if you can't eat, you will be in prison like Zhu Rong, and you will end up on the bank of the Lonely Soul River." ”

The two chatted a few more words, and finally left each other a word to take care and parted ways.

The red sun fell in the west, and the plaque of the Zongren Mansion dimmed a lot.