Yanjing, the mansion of Chengguo.

Zhu Xizhong is fifty-six years old, and his children are the elderly, who are no longer confused, and the youngest, who are still in the general position.

He is a distant relative of Emperor Gao, and it has been thirty-seven years since he was given the title by Emperor Jiajing.

When Emperor Gao rose to power, his ancestors sold their wealth and held the banner for him, despite the opposition of his family.

Later, Emperor Gao sat firmly in the country, although he did not forget his ancestor as a meritorious minister, but he was afraid of his martial arts and lords, and only gave a fief and did not give him a title.

His ancestors were smart, and after thanking Emperor Gao for his grace, he returned to his hometown, and raised birds from this kind of flowers, and never touched the weapon again.

Emperor Gao remembered the old and summoned his ancestors to Yingtianfu for a small gathering.

Feeling nostalgic for the old days, today's crane hair, the sun and the moon are in a hurry, and the youth is gone.

His ancestors didn't drink alcohol at the beginning, but only sat alone in a daze, and then got drunk, complaining bitterly about the humiliation he had suffered in recent years.

The dignity of the emperor can know the mistake, but not the mistake.

Afterwards, Emperor Gao did not mention anything about the affairs during the banquet, and only left a secret edict when he was about to die, instructing his grandson Zhu Yunwen to choose an auspicious day and give him a knighthood to settle the society.

However, Emperor Jianwen was not an obedient grandson, and when he ascended the throne, he began to support Wenchen and suppress Wuxun's new policy on the grounds of eliminating cheats.

The secret edict left by Emperor Gao was shelved because of this.

At first, the Wuxun families, for the sake of Emperor Gao's face, did not embarrass the doll of Emperor Jianwen.

But who knows, the baby doesn't fight, and he doesn't know the etiquette.

Seeing that all the martial families, Emperor Jianwen, who did not respond violently, actually proposed to cut the feudal domain inch by inch.

Cutting the domain.

That's fine.

It's good to leave a knighthood and some property, which is also good-looking.

But he doesn't!

made up his mind to destroy all the Wuxun families, along with his fourth uncle, Zhu Di, the king of Yan, in one fell swoop.

Thinking that the king of Yan, but also two northern expeditions, for the Ming Dynasty to make great contributions to the figure, back then, did not compete with him for the throne, is to see Emperor Gao and his dead brother, Emperor Jianwen's father, Yiwen Prince Zhu Biao's share.

But Emperor Jianwen, a junior who kicked his nose and face, didn't count cutting the domain, and also monitored others, wanting to transfer the army and elevate others......

There is a saying that when people are exhausted, don't be short of life.

Zhu Di, the king of Yan, is he a person who sits and waits to be killed?

When Zhu Di unveiled the rod with the "Qing Jun's side" and started the battle of Jingjing, Emperor Jianwen remembered that he wanted to please those martial arts families who were oppressed by him.

However, there are many panaceas in the world, but there is nowhere to buy them.

Yingtian City was broken, and the whereabouts of Emperor Jianwen were unknown.

After King Yan ascended to the throne, the first thing he did was to ask Emperor Gao to send a secret edict, and in September of that year, Jiashen gave Zhu Neng, who captured the nine gates of Beiping and surrendered 100,000 southern troops in the Battle of Jingyan, and was crowned the Duke of Chengguo.

Zhu Neng's grandfather, who had been seriously ill and bedridden for many years, died and waited for the emperor to promise to perform, and on the same day, after hearing the edict, he sighed "Your Majesty did not fail me", and passed away for a long time.

"Are they all here?"

Zhu Xizhong looked around the hall and knelt down into the four rows of juniors, with three points of anger in his voice.

It was the New Year's Day, and he didn't want to be angry with the children.

But these little guys, one of them, don't let him worry more than the other.

"Except for Yan Hui, who served in the Jiangnan battalion and didn't return, it's all here, father."

The one who replied was a sturdy man, with seven or eight points of resemblance to Zhu Xizhong between his eyebrows and eyes.

He knelt in front of him, his face was not good, obviously, he already knew why Zhu Xizhong called the juniors to gather this time.

"The goose back to that child, since he was a child, it has been reassuring."

Hearing the strong man mention Zhu Yanhui, Zhu Xizhong's face unconsciously showed a hint of relief.

But soon, this relief vanished.

Zhu Xizhong glanced at the sturdy man, and the sturdy man got up willingly, turned his head, and looked at the people kneeling under the hall.

"Let's talk about it!"

"Who stole the title deed in the house and sent it to be sold cheaply!"

Because of the anger, the sound of the strong man shook the dust on the roof beams, and they all fell.

"Confess yourself!"

"Come forward and receive the punishment!"

Among the families of several martial artists, the younger generations living in the Chengguo Mansion can be regarded as the most comfortable life.

Although in recent years, the fiefdom of the Chengguo Mansion has been slightly worse than in previous years.

But Zhu Xizhong, who has always protected his shortcomings, has never shortened the younger generations in the house because of this.

It's just that what he never dreamed of was that his "short-term protection" actually raised a giant rat among the younger generations in the family!

The words of the strong man were like a thunderbolt, and in an instant, it exploded among the juniors kneeling under the hall.

Private sale of title deeds.

This is a great evil against the house rules.

Who is so bold?!

"I sold it!"

A young man in red suddenly stood up from the crowd, neither humble nor arrogant, and responded to the question of the sturdy man.

"But I didn't steal!"

"It's not cheap!"

The skin is as white as snow.

The lips are red and plum.

Looking closely, this young man who stood up and talked back was a little more handsome than many ladies in the hall!

"Ying Zhen?"

When he saw the appearance of the young man clearly, the sturdy man was stunned for a moment.

He prides himself on being strict when it comes to teaching his children.

But today, it turned out that the sister-in-law who reassured him the most, Zhu Yingzhen, caught him off guard in this main hall.

"If the son does not teach, the father is guilty!"

"Shitai's godson is not strict, please punish your father!"

Privately selling the land deed, in the family law of the Chengguo Mansion, should be punished with 200 rods.

Two hundred rods, even if you are an adult, you have to lie in bed for at least three months.

Zhu Yingzhen is still a child, and two hundred canes will kill him!

Of course, Zhu Shitai didn't want his son to die.

But the family law is majestic, and someone must come to accept the family law to set an example.

He is Zhu Yingzhen's father, and it is up to him to be punished for Zhu Yingzhen, obviously, it is the most appropriate.

"Grandfather Rende, why don't you listen to Ying Zhen Dao and make a decision?"

Zhu Yingzhen walked out of the crowd, with a resolute attitude, and walked towards Zhu Xizhong, who was sitting in the hall.

"If at that time, my grandfather still thought that Ying Zhen should be subject to family law, Ying Zhen, there is no other word!"

While he was talking, Zhu Yingzhen had already walked to Zhu Shitai's side.

He stopped and bowed deeply to his father.

"My father is very loving, and I should be in tears."

"However, today's events, Ying Zhen admits that he is not guilty."

"If the family law does not allow it, Ying Zhen, please admit it."

What Zhu Yingzhen said was categorical, there was no half-point, and he had the meaning of discussing with Zhu Shitai.

He was just telling Zhu Shitai his decision.

That's all.

Zhu Yingzhen's performance made Zhu Xizhong smile playfully.

His grandson, since he was a child, has been a child with ideas.

Although there are often surprising actions, they can always bring him unexpected joy.

"Say it."

"If it is reasonable, I will not punish you."

Zhu Xizhong said as he picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip slowly.

He didn't say that if there was a great benefit to the Chengguo Mansion, not only would he not be punished, but he would also be rewarded, but his sudden change of attitude was enough to explain everything.

"First of all, this Zhuangzi, grandfather has given it to Ying Zhen last year as a birthday gift, and Ying Zhen disposed of his own property, which should not be regarded as a private sale of the land deed."

Zhu Yingzhen took a step forward, stood still, raised his head, and looked at Zhu Xizhong.

"Well, it seems, there's such a thing."

"You're not guilty."

"You go on."

Zhu Xizhong thought for a while, and vaguely remembered that he did award a Zhuangzi to Zhu Yingzhen last year to reward him, and Wuju Mansion tried to win the championship.

It's just that it is unknown whether it is this Zhuangzi who is rewarded.

"Secondly, Ying Zhen sold Zhuangzi not for squandering."

"And when I sold it, I expected that the person who bought Zhuangzi with Ying Zhen would send Zhuangzi back to the Chengguo Mansion in order to frame Ying Zhen."

Speaking of this, Zhu Yingzhen paused for a moment.

After a while, he turned around and looked at Zhu Shize, who was kneeling on the edge, and then suddenly showed a creepy and bright smile.

"Depingbo Mansion, how rich and rich."

"If there is only one Zhuangzi, it can be exchanged for the Guogong Mansion, and the life of a grandson and grandson, the aunt will be willing to take half of the income from the dowry, and give it to the descendants of the Chengguo Mansion, so that you can eliminate the evil, and only you will inherit the title."

"Uncle Seven, you say, yes or no?"

Zhu Yingzhen's words are heart-wrenching.

After only a few breaths, Zhu Shize was scared into a cold sweat by him.

Zhu Shize opened his mouth a few times, wanting to make some excuses for Zhu Yingzhen's accusation, but Zhu Yingzhen's accusation had thrown him to the forefront.

In the hall, everyone's anger was directed at him, and he had no way to defend himself, and there was no way to escape.

"Don't say such hurtful words, Ying Zhen."

"Your seventh uncle is ordinary, he is a little confused, but he can't tell the difference between relatives and relatives, and he can't, he can't understand, where is his reliance, who only uses him as a gun!"

Zhu Xizhong's words are subtle in my memory.

A reproach, it seems, is helping Zhu Shize speak.

But in fact, it was confirmed, Zhu Shize teamed up with the daughter of Deping Bofu, Li, his wife, to design the crime of murdering the descendants of the Chengguo Mansion.

Of course, as a father, Zhu Xizhong left a "road" for Zhu Shize.

It's just that this "road" is tortuous and winding, and all the people present understand that once Zhu Shize embarks on this "road", it means that he has nothing to do with inheriting the title in this life.

Knowing that it only seems to be a way to live, at the end, it is a cliff, and the people in the bureau still have to go up.

This is Yangmou.

"Jiang, it's still old and spicy, Grandpa Fox."

Zhu Yingzhen blinked and lip synced to his grandfather Zhu Xizhong.

"You're not bad, fox cub."

Zhu Xizhong was a little surprised that Zhu Yingzhen dared to be so big or small with him.

He was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile and replied to Zhu Yingzhen.

This little cub really suits his appetite!

In the future, let him follow him more, presumably, he can also add a lot of fun to himself!

"It's all, it's all that woman, it's all planned by that woman!"

"Son, son doesn't know anything, father!"

"Father, Father Mingjian!"

There is only one road left.

Even if Zhu Shize was unwilling in every way, he had to step on it obediently.

Plop –

He wanted to get up and pounced in front of Zhu Xizhong for help, but unexpectedly, he knelt for too long, his legs and feet were already sore, and before he could stand up straight, he fell back to the ground.

"Well, you're a good boy, I believe in you."

Zhu Xizhong responded to Zhu Shize's sentence without sincerity, and sent him out of the main hall.

"You're an adult."

"There are some things, I, as a father, are not convenient to decide for you."

"I know that you have been married for many years, and it is inevitable that you will have some feelings."

"But in my eyes, there has never been room for sand."

"Such a vicious woman, Chengguo Mansion, is not allowed to stay."

"Go back and think about whether you want to divorce your wife and remarry, or follow her and leave the Chengguo Mansion."

After that, Zhu Xizhong sighed, picked up the teacup, and took another sip.

No matter what Zhu Shize plans, from now on, he will not treat him as a son again.

Since he no longer treats him as a son, there is no need for him to participate in this family meeting.

"Uncle Ugly, send the Seventh Young Master back to the West Courtyard."

Zhu Xizhong didn't look at Zhu Shize again, only waved at him, signaled to the housekeeper, and sent him away.

……

After Zhu Shize was sent away, everyone in the main hall except Zhu Xizhong and Zhu Yingzhen fell silent.

They're thinking.

If today, it is not Zhu Yingzhen, a person who never plays cards according to the routine, but them, whether they will be framed by Zhu Shize and his wife, and there is no place to bury.

"You just said that you didn't sell Zhuangzi to squander."

Zhu Xizhong took another sip of tea.

Zhu Yingzhen, the grandson, really looked at it, the more he was happy.

"I want to become a national mansion, and in ordinary times, I have not treated you children and grandchildren badly."

"Where are you in need of such a large expense?"

Zhu Xizhong knew that even if he didn't ask this, Zhu Yingzhen would tell everyone the reason for selling Zhuangzi himself.

But in order to show his attitude, Zhu Xizhong still asked what he said.

"Ying Zhen heard that His Royal Highness the Third Prince likes the best horse."

"I also learned from my father that His Majesty gave a good fate to His Royal Highness the Third Prince at the palace banquet."

Zhu Xizhong's attitude surprised Zhu Yingzhen.

He slowly looked up and stuck out his tongue mischievously at his grandfather.

"Although the marriage date is not specified, according to the practice of the Ming Dynasty, it should not exceed 100 days."

"Ying Zhen thinks that with the current power of His Royal Highness the Third Prince, there must be many people who want to take advantage of his power to pay tribute to him."

"As the saying goes, if you seek people with courtesy, you should do what they like."

"When the time comes, a good horse will become a hot thing."

"Therefore, Ying Zhen sold Zhuangzi and bought back all the good horses on the market."

"Military horses have imprints."

"The foal will be born in a few months."

"Waiting for the trainer, raise those horses, pick the best one, and send it to the Three Princes' Mansion in the name of congratulatory gifts by grandfather."

"For the rest, sell the shop at a high price, and you can make at least two Zhuangzi, not to mention, let's become a national mansion, and we can also suppress those annoying guys who squeeze my grandfather all day long on the congratulatory gift!"

"Good!"

"It deserves to be my grandson Zhu Xizhong!"

Zhu Yingzhen's words greatly pleased Zhu Xizhong.

He laughed heartily and shook the dust off the beams of the house.

The discord between the five great princes has been going on for a long time.

Although everyone can barely maintain "peace" on the bright side, the secret struggle in private is becoming increasingly intense.

Thinking that he could crush others on the congratulatory gift to the third prince Zhu Lingjun, how could Zhu Xizhong not feel happy!