"Jen?" Zhu Di asked Hu Ye very strangely, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

"Yes, it's the word benevolence." Hu Ye replied affirmatively.

Zhu Di was very unhappy and moved the brush, such a simple word, how can it reflect the calligraphy attainments of His Royal Highness King Yan?

Seeing that Zhu Di was starting to write, Hu Ye also tasted the tea on the table. He didn't ask for this word of benevolence on a whim, but after careful consideration.

Zhu Di in history, brutal and insidious, although he expanded the territory of the Ming Dynasty, he was criticized by later generations because he was not benevolent. After ascending the throne, he slaughtered the loyal ministers of the Jianwen Dynasty, and even cut down his eldest brother Zhu Biao's family to the roots. Such a brutal Zhu Di is not what Hu Ye wants to see.

The current Zhu Di is not bad, although he is a little thick-skinned, but he is not bad-hearted, and he can solve some invisible troubles for Hu Ye. Hu Ye believes that since he came to the Ming Dynasty, he has the responsibility to keep this good Zhu Di and not let him become as brutal as in history. And letting him write this benevolent character is the first step.

Zhu Di is very annoyed now, he has written the word benevolence dozens of times, but none of the characters are satisfactory to him. As a result, there is less and less rice paper on the copy, but more and more in the garbage basket.

"Your Highness, you want to establish people, and you want to reach people. If His Royal Highness does not have benevolence in his heart, no matter how he writes the word benevolence, he can't write haode. Therefore, Your Highness should abandon the distractions in your heart, and do not think that this is a good word. Because often the simpler the thing, the more complicated it is to do. Hu Ye saw that Zhu Di was already a little impatient, so he reminded him.

"Boy, do you dare to say that I am unkind?"

Zhu Di was angry now, but he heard Hu Ye scolding himself, so he replied a little coldly, it seems that there is a tendency to have seizures.

If King Yan goes crazy, the consequences will be very serious, so Jin Zhong wants to stand up and intercede for Hu Ye. Although this kid is always against himself, his heart is not bad, so he can keep it.

But when he turned his head, Zhang Yu, Zhang Fu and Dao Yan were all smiling, not a little nervous. There is no reason, why are they indifferent? Jin Zhong saw that Hu Ye didn't have a worried smile again, and knew that Hu Ye must be confident, so he didn't speak. Just sit down quietly to see how this kid faces the anger of King Yan.

"Your Highness, I'm talking about ifs. But if His Highness thinks that he is not benevolent, I will not ask for this word of benevolence. Hu Ye said indifferently.

Jin Zhong next to him was dumbfounded, in addition to Zhu Yuanzhang in this world, is there anyone who dares to talk to King Yan like this? But the facts are right in front of him, Hu Ye is still so light and light, but Zhu Di didn't have a seizure, just pinched the brush and gritted his teeth.

"Shiro, although the word Ren is simple, it has both horizontal and vertical, so it is not only internal, but also external." The princess looked at Zhu Di and was very entangled now, so she reminded her. Then he gently took the brush from Zhu Di's hand, took a piece of rice paper by himself, and wrote it stroke by stroke.

Soon, a relaxed and moderate benevolent character appeared on the rice paper. Zhu Di looked at the benevolent character written by his wife in a daze, as if he understood something. He took the brush from the princess and began to write again.

Mood is always an important factor that determines everything, so Zhu Di's mood has changed now, and he is also handy when he writes benevolent characters. Soon, a benevolent character appeared on the rice paper, although it was stronger and more powerful than his wife's, but it also had a hint of femininity, which can be said to be a combination of rigidity and softness.

"Boy, what do you think of this benevolent character?"

Zhu Di put down the brush and asked Hu Ye seriously.

"Your Highness, there is benevolence in your heart, and naturally benevolence is a great achievement. So I think this benevolent word is extremely haode, but I still have one thing to ask for, and I hope that His Royal Highness and the princess can agree. Hu Ye looked at the word Zhu Di mentioned and said with a little satisfaction.

"Oh, just say something."

Zhu Di was also immersed in the joy of writing a good word, and naturally he would not refuse Hu Ye's request, as long as he didn't ask him for money.

"It is rumored in Beiping City that the princess is a talented woman full of wealth, who knows everything about poetry and songs, and can write well, so the grass people implore the princess to give the grass people an inscription, so that the grass people can also give the grass people a handful of style." Hu Ye said.

Listening to Hu Ye's words, Zhu Di looked happy. Although his wife's appearance is not a sinking fish and a goose, and she is shy of flowers in the closed moon, she is also outstanding. What's more important is that she is very talented, although she is not as good as Li Qingzhao and other big words, but compared to Xue Tao, she is not weak.

When the princess heard this, she giggled, laughing like a flower, and Zhu Di was relaxed and happy, if it weren't for Hu Ye and these people present, maybe he would have to be warm.

"You kid don't want to put a high hat on me, I've only read a few books, where can I be called full of economy." The princess said with a chuckle.

"The princess does not have to be humble, when Empress Xiaoci Gao was alive, she praised the princess's literary brilliance and virtue in public. Moreover, the princess is also called a female student, so she also asked the princess to give words. Hu Ye said respectfully.

Hu Ye does not doubt her talent, she can write 20 articles of "Internal Training", and she can also write "Book of Persuasion", which is definitely comparable to Li Qingzhao. However, she is married to Zhu Di, and with such a strong person outside, her talent will naturally not be brought into full play. But Hu Ye believes that as long as she is in Li Qingzhao's time, there will definitely be another famous female poet in Chinese history.

"Okay, okay, your mouth is so sweet, I can't even write it." After listening to Hu Ye's words, the princess's face turned a little red, and she picked up the brush and prepared to write on rice paper.

Only Zhu Di looked at Hu Ye very seriously, he didn't understand how Hu Ye knew that Queen Ma had praised his wife, Hu Ye should not have been born at that time. So Hu Ye is even more mysterious in his eyes, he only hopes that the people sent out by Zhang Yu will come back soon, he wants to know what this kid is from.

"Say, what kind of words do you want?" The princess took the brush and said to Hu Ye with a chuckle.

"Princess, the grass people don't want much, just a brave word." Hu Ye replied respectfully.

Zhu Di's brows furrowed when he heard this, why is this Hu Ye upside down? He wrote this Yong, how good it is for the princess to write this benevolent character, why does this Hu Ye have to do the opposite.

"Yong? Why did you ask me to write this brave word? The princess asked puzzledly, obviously, she and Zhu Di had the same doubts.

"Back to the princess, in my opinion, steel is easy to break, water is soft, and only a combination of rigidity and softness can achieve great things. The princess will be a person who wants to be the mother of the world in the future, so naturally she can't be gentle. Hu Ye replied slowly.

Of course, he would not tell her that in a few years she would lead the people of Beiping to fight against Li Jinglong's army of 500,000, and he could only remind her with this word.

The princess's face turned straight when she heard this, and she said in her heart that this kid is really not simple, and he dared to say such a thing. If it weren't for Zhu Di mentioning it before, she would have thought that this Hu Ye was a crazy child somewhere.

After a period of contemplation, the princess began to write, and her interest in Hu Ye became stronger.

Not long after, a vigorous and powerful word of courage appeared on the rice paper. Zhu Di looked at it blankly, he didn't expect his wife to be able to write such vigorous and powerful words, isn't it usually very graceful?

"Boy, what do you think of my brave word?" The princess put down the brush, lifted the rice paper and said.

"Good!"

Hu Ye replied simply.