"It hurts... Hurt... It hurts, my mother, tap ......"

Donggong, Zhu Zhangui's room.

Zhu Zhangui's wail rang out in the room.

"Hmph, now that I know it hurts, this time I'm going to teach you a lesson, and see if you dare to sneak away in the future."

Zhang, who was giving Zhu Zhangui injury medicine, snorted lightly on his mouth, and the movements in his hands were a little lighter.

"You're really, so ruthless, look at this back, is there a good place."

Zhu Chubby, who was holding the medicine box, looked at the red marks behind his son, and felt distressed.

"If it doesn't hurt to remember, I'm going to let him remember it for a long time."

Putting the last red stamp on the good medicine, Zhang wiped the excess potion with a gauze towel, and said angry words in his mouth.

"It's really time for him to have a long memory!"

Zhu Chupang nodded in agreement and put the medicine box on the table.

"You don't know, I was almost scared to death by this stinky boy today."

Covering Zhu Zhangui with a gauze scarf, Zhang took a bowl of porridge, scooped up a spoonful and blew lightly, fed Zhu Zhangui, and said curiously:

"What can scare you like this? Could it be that the old man wants to take all that money to himself? ”

"It's not about money."

Zhu Fatpang shook his head, stretched out his finger and pointed to Zhu Zhangui, who was lying on the bed and drinking porridge.

"After the old man took the money today, he asked your son what he wanted? Guess what this kid said. ”

Zhang didn't raise his head and asked, "What do you say?" ”

Thinking of the scene this morning, Zhu Chupang said with palpitations: "Your son actually asked the old man, is it okay to ask for the throne?" ”

"Good guy, I was almost scared to death at that time, my heart was in my throat, and I was afraid that the old man would be angry on the spot."

Glancing at her husband, Zhang proudly patted Zhu Zhangui's head.

"It's still my son who is powerful, much better than your father. If this is put on your father's head, don't say it, your father won't dare to think about it. ”

"That's, don't look at whose son I am, if I was cowardly at that time, how can I be worthy of your cultivation of me."

"Giggle~"

Zhu Zhangui's sycophancy, the funny Zhang giggled.

After laughing, he nodded Zhu Zhangui's head.

"I can't mention this matter in the future, the old man received the money today, and he is in a good mood, so I don't care about you. If you put it in normal times, the old man will not care about you for the sake of your grandson, but he will definitely alienate you, and even your father will be disciplined, you can't talk nonsense in the future, you know. ”

"Hehe, mother, don't worry, I know it."

The reason why Zhu Zhangui boldly said that he wanted the throne was actually the main purpose of leaving a signal in Zhu Di's heart to compete for the position of the crown prince.

As the saying goes, a soldier who does not want to be a general is not a good soldier.

This sentence can also be applied to the prince.

A prince who doesn't want to be an emperor is not a qualified prince.

Ordered by the sky, both longevity and eternal prosperity.

These eight words, no man can resist his temptation.

There may be the kind of people who don't like to be emperors, but Zhu Zhangui is definitely not one of them.

History has proven that Zhu Zhanji became emperor was a very wrong choice.

Of course, in addition to living a little shorter, Zhu Zhanji is indeed a very good emperor.

But what made future generations criticize was that he gave birth to a son of the god of war.

Thinking of the nephew of the Ming God of War, Zhu Zhangui couldn't wait to find the girl surnamed Sun now and kill her.

"By the way, how much money do you have left, son?"

Regarding the matter of the throne, the three of them only talked briefly and did not mention it again.

After all, these two words are too sensitive.

Although the three of them talked about this matter in a joking tone, they were not allowed to be passed on to Zhu Di by someone with a heart, which made the old man feel guilty.

"It's less than 20 million taels, right? Mother, you need money, tomorrow I will send 1 million taels, you spend it slowly. ”

Zhang shook his head and fed the last spoonful of porridge to Zhu Zhangui's mouth.

took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of Zhu Zhangui's mouth, and said:

"There is still some money in the palace, and there is no place to use a lot of money, so I asked you how much money you have. I want you to put it away. Your grandfather spends a lot of money, and the money he took won't take a few years with his tossing method. Once you're done spending, be careful that he hits you again. ”

Zhu Chupang also nodded in agreement.

"Your mother is right, once your grandfather has money in his hands and spends it, there will be no edge."

"The taxes collected by the imperial court every year have not been heated up by the household department, and they are almost spent by your grandfather. Over the years, if it weren't for the efforts of me and several ministers to stabilize the political situation, the finances of the imperial court would have collapsed long ago. ”

"So you kid have to be careful, but don't be raised as a fat sheep by your grandfather."

Speaking of this, Zhu Fatpang looked outside the door, and under Zhang's white eyes, he leaned into Zhu Zhangui's ear.

"You haven't been home in the past few years, and you don't know your grandfather's character. For the grand goal in his heart, your grandfather really didn't recognize his six relatives. ”

"If you had to choose one of his plans and his grandson, I can tell you for sure that he will definitely sacrifice you as a grandson."

Speaking of this, Zhu Chupang paused, looked at Zhu Zhangui and said seriously: "Don't believe too much in your grandfather's guarantee, King Ning believed in your grandfather's guarantee back then, so he was so miserable." ”

Daddy's admonition reminded Zhu Zhangui of a sentence.

The son of the world is sick, and you should encourage him.

Early the next morning, Zhu Zhangui yawned, endured some pain in his back, and was dragged by his father to Fengtian Temple.

Today is the day of the Great Pilgrimage, and it is also the day to meet with the envoys of various countries.

According to the Ming Dynasty, this should be Zheng He's three trips to the West to come back.

It's just that because of Zhu Zhangui's appearance, Zheng He didn't come back for the second time, and he was two or three years late.

The reason why Zhu Zhangui believes that this is the Ming Dynasty in the glory of the Ming Dynasty. It's because his dad Zhu is fat, and he is really exactly the same as that Master Di.

The old man is also ninety percent similar to that Teacher Wang.

plus his cheap big brother Zhu Zhanji, and the second and third uncles, as well as the appearance of some familiar people.

Zhu Zhangui affirmed that he came to the Ming Dynasty in the glory of the Ming Dynasty, not the Ming Dynasty in history.

Thinking of this, he poked Zhu Fatpang, who was walking in front.

"Dad, has my eldest brother brought a woman back in the past few days?"

"What?"

Zhu Chubby, who was a little panting, was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said: "It seems that there is such a thing, but I haven't seen it." ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and put it on Zhu Zhangui's shoulder.

"Son, I can't walk anymore, hurry up and take a hand."

Looking at his father's fat body, Zhu Zhangui shook his head helplessly, and the little eunuch stretched out his hand to help his father, and slowly walked towards Fengtian Palace.

At the same time, I wondered in my heart, should I kill this man surnamed Sun in advance?