"Father, that veteran named Wu Dayong is in Mongolia, why didn't you punish him?"

On the way back, the prince asked curiously.

Zhu Cihong looked at Zhu He, who was curious, and said, "Prince, that's not called Mengren, that's a kind of recognition of your father." ”

The prince thought for a while, shook his head and said, "The emperor doesn't understand. ”

Zhu Cihong patiently explained: "This phenomenon is called personality worship, which is also a kind of recognition, for the monarch, you must have a unique personality charm, so that people can't help but feel cordial and willing to follow, especially on the issue of unity of interests." ”

"Over the years, I have pacified the thieves, expelled the Tartars, continued the national honor of the Ming Dynasty, and let the subjects of the world live a good life, so that they will be loved, which is a good thing, which shows that I am successful!"

"The Wu Dayong Mengren you are talking about is just his evolution of me, or mythology, which is understandable."

Zhu Cihong smiled and said, "If you still don't understand, you can think about it, why doesn't anyone pursue your imperial grandfather?" ”

The prince, who originally seemed to understand whether he understood or not, suddenly opened his mouth after hearing this analysis.

It turns out that if you want to gain the recognition of the people and let them praise you, you must have the ability and performance!

"Father, the son understands!" The prince said happily.

Zhu Cihong nodded with satisfaction, looked at his second son Zhu Heyi, and asked, "Qi'er, do you understand?" ”

Zhu Heqi smiled and said: "The emperor doesn't understand this, the emperor only knows that his father has a high prestige in the army and is admired by thousands of people, which is what the emperor needs to learn!" ”

Zhu Cihong's face moved slightly, patted his head and said: "You have the ambition to join the army, my father is very pleased, but you kid had better not learn from me, be honest." ”

Zhu Heqi said a little sadly: "Why do you worship your father, the emperor admires you the most!" When the emperor grows up, he also wants to lead troops to fight and kill the Tartars! ”

Without waiting for Zhu Cihong to reply to him, he saw the crown prince Zhu and His Majesty jumping over and said: "Second brother, this palace is the crown prince, the future emperor of the Ming Dynasty, you will be the vassal king when you grow up, what do you want to do with the troops, make me rebel!" ”

Zhu Heyuan was a little anxious, and said with a red face: "Big brother, don't talk nonsense, I don't think so!" ”

Although he is still young, he listens to his master talk about history every day, especially the history of this dynasty, knows the primogeniture inheritance system, and knows the fate of Zhu Gaoxu, the king of the Han Dynasty.

"That's it!"

Zhu Cihong hugged one of them and said with a smile: "You two, at a young age, why do you think so much?" ”

"Father, the emperor really didn't think about rebelling against ......"

The prince's words had a great impact on Zhu Heyuan, and he was already insisting on refuting it.

"I know, with me, neither of you can oppose it, don't say this kind of thing between brothers in the future."

"It's my father."

.......

Seeing that the two of them were honest, Zhu Cihong said again: "You have to remember that in the face of rumors, you must learn to identify them with a calm mind. ”

"Just like reading history books and evaluating historical figures, we must build on the basis of historical facts, and don't just follow the crowd."

Zhu Cihong continued: "The important thing is to explore its practical significance, to extract the essence from the rough, to keep the truth from the false, from this to the other, from the surface to the inside, so as to sublimate into precious spiritual wealth and spiritual power, this is the meaning of reading history!" ”

After understanding it carefully, the prince bowed deeply and said, "Thank you for your father's teaching, and the emperor should remember!" ”

Zhu Cihong took his little hand and asked as he walked, "Prince, what does your imperial grandfather usually teach you?" ”

The prince tilted his little head, thought for a while, and replied, "Hmm...... To sum it up, eight words, respect for heaven and law, diligence and self-encouragement. ”

Zhu Cihong was surprised, these eight words are very lofty and vivid!

"Then the father will also give you eight words, break the old and establish the new, and the country is supreme!"

Zhu Cihong stopped, looked at the prince and asked, "Which eight words do you prefer?" ”

The prince jumped twice and said with a smile: "Don't worry, father, I am mixed up with you, the emperor has heard more or less about the emperor's grandfather, and the prince Mao specially told me that you are a male lord who is difficult to come out of a thousand years, and you can learn from you!" ”

Zhu Cihong laughed, continued to lead him away, and said, "Well, you can't tell your imperial grandfather these words!" ”

The crown prince followed behind and said, "Is my father afraid that he will be sad?" ”

"Yes......"

......

Back in the imperial city, after dinner, Zhu Cihong strolled alone on the wall of the Forbidden Palace, looking at the Longxing Temple in the distance.

More than 300 years ago, Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang was a monk there, at that time it was called Yuhuang Temple, and later renamed Huangjue Temple, and then changed to Longxing Temple after Lao Zhu became emperor.

Not far from the Longxing Temple, there is the Fengyang high wall, where there are several vassal kings such as King Jingjiang, King Jin, King Ji who plotted rebellion in the Tianwu Dynasty, and a large group of royal clans who followed the "Fengtian Jingyan" back then.

After a few years of torture, I heard that there were already a number of crazy people inside.

The north wind was howling, the cold was coming, and Zhu Cihong involuntarily shrank his shoulders.

At this time, his heart was even colder, from the royal family, to the hereditary nobles, to the civil and military courtiers, Jiangnan scholars, landlords and merchants, over the years, all levels of the Ming Dynasty have been cleaned up by him.

After Zhu Cihong never regretted it, if it weren't for these blood watering, would Daming be where it is today?

In the future, if these new classes regenerate these moths and devour the national foundation, he will not hesitate to ruthlessly exterminate them!

In the middle of her thoughts, Queen Xu quietly chased after her, put on a robe for Zhu Cihong, and said softly: "Are you really going to Shaanxi?" ”

"Well, in the past 20 years, Shaanxi has suffered disasters almost year after year, but fortunately, God has blessed it, and it has been much better in recent years."

Zhu Cihong turned around, looked at the delicate Empress Xu, and said: "Actually, I am not afraid of natural disasters, but what I am afraid of is man-made disasters. ”

Empress Xu nodded silently and didn't say anything, if you want to talk about where the Ming Dynasty has suffered the most in recent decades, only Shaanxi and Henan, the thieves almost abolished these two places.

Zhu Cihong took her into his arms and said gently: "The road is far away, I will go here for at least two months, you will live in Fengyang for a while, and then take the prince back to Beijing after a month, I have handed over the affairs of the court to Yang Tinglin." ”

Empress Xu leaned her head on his shoulder and said softly: "Your Majesty doesn't have to worry, the concubine will take care of the children and do her job well." ”

Zhu Cihong understands what the queen is talking about, these days, she has been helping the poor in Fengyang, caring for the orphaned and elderly, fully demonstrating the demeanor of the mother of the country, and pulling a lot of image points for the royal family.

The noble concubine Yang Yuerou was not idle, and organized several banquets in the city, specially banqueting the wives of retired generals, and comforting the veterans of the Tianwu Army on behalf of Zhu Cihong.

has a wife like this, double the ability, Zhu Cihong is very pleased.

In the next few days, Zhu Cihong summoned the local officials of Fengyang Mansion, and did a few official things, and finally left Luan to drive, with several officials and part of the Royal Forest Army, through Henan Weifu to Shaanxi.