The Forbidden City, outside the Fengtian Temple.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was so weak that he even struggled to stand, was wearing an imperial robe at this time, supporting his sick body, and with the support of the palace people, he looked into the distance with a cane.

And in front of Guangting, a white-haired figure trotted towards Zhu Yuanzhang.

When the two were only three feet away, Liu Bowen stopped, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed.

"Minister Liu Ji, meet the emperor."

"Mr. Liu, you're here, we've been waiting for you for a long time."

Lao Zhu looked at Liu Bowen who was saluting and smiled, just like when he first saw him.

Liu Ji's heart trembled, it has been many years, and Zhu Yuanzhang has not called him Mr. Liu.

Since Zhu Yuanzhang ascended the throne, it has been difficult to find the original intention between the monarch and the minister.

He still remembers that he was extremely disappointed in the Yuan Court, resigned and retired to his hometown in Qingtian, and planned to write a book but said it in the second half of his life, but he couldn't bear Zhu Yuanzhang's four invitations and entered Yingtian.

The first time the two met, they were like Xuande Kong Minglong, and Liu Ji set the emperor for Zhu Yuanzhang first Chen and then Zhang.

"Let's go for a walk."

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand slightly, signaling the palace people who were supporting him to retreat.

"Yes."

Liu Ji got up and stepped forward to hug Zhu Yuanzhang.

An eighty-eight-year-old white-haired old man with a seventy-one-year-old gray-haired old man walked slowly in the wide courtyard of the Fengtian Palace, which symbolizes the dignity of the Ninety-Five, reminiscing about the past eventful years.

"I'm not afraid of your jokes, since I saw you for the first time, we have always regarded you as a living immortal from the bottom of our hearts, and none of the ideas you gave us were not amazing."

"We still remember that in the Battle of Poyang Lake, Chen Youliang led an army of 600,000 to suppress the border, and all the generals persuaded us to abandon the city and flee.

"After the founding of the country, we only gave you an earl, knowing that you have a grudge in your heart, but we are also to protect you, if we give you a duke, I am afraid that the impeachment of you will have buried our table long ago."

The two said as they walked.

Most of them were Lao Zhu talking, and Liu Ji listened quietly.

Liu Ji understands in his heart that Zhu Yuanzhang is a person who does things simply and has a strong purpose.

Calling him here today is definitely not to catch up with him, the old is just a foreshadowing, Zhu Yuanzhang must have a major matter related to the national system to be handed over to him.

Liu Ji smiled.

He did not complain about the knighthood that Lao Zhu said, on the contrary, he was very glad that Lao Zhu only gave him an earl, he was not an old Huaixi man, if he was a duke, it would definitely attract more hostility from the Huaixi group.

The two walked to the end of the wide court outside the Fengtian Palace, and Lao Zhu's footsteps paused.

"We summoned you here today to give you a holy decree."

"It can also be called, the edict."

Hearing the word 'edict', Liu Ji's face turned straight, and he no longer supported Zhu Yuanzhang, but took two small steps forward, turned around and knelt down respectfully, lowered his head, and spread his palms upward.

At this moment, Lao Zhu also put away the old and kind color, and the emperor's domineering eyes were full of eyes.

The hand on crutches was raised slightly, and the palace people who followed behind trotted forward quickly, bowing down to catch Lao Zhu's crutches.

Then Lao Zhu straightened his waist as much as possible, raised his other hand, and there were already other palace people ready, bowed and bent over, and presented a sandalwood box with both hands, and there was a holy decree in the box.

Lao Zhu took out the holy decree, tried his best to control his hands not to tremble, and slowly rested the holy decree in the palms of Liu Ji's palms.

"Family and state affairs, today, I have paid Mr. Liu."

This time, Lao Zhu used the word 'I'.

………………

Taisun Mansion, outside the house.

Baiguan was still kneeling, but apart from the sore knees, there were no major problems.

Because at this time, there are large canopy umbrellas standing to shade the sun, and the guards of the Taisun Mansion are carrying buckets of sour plum soup and beef patties, which are distributed one by one.

First slap and then give a date.

The resentment of the hundred officials clearly dissipated a lot, and even many of them began to be grateful to His Royal Highness the Taisun, secretly reflecting on whether their behavior today was in line with etiquette, and made up their minds to work hard from now on and never toss, so as to repay His Royal Highness the kindness of the Taisun.

There is a disease called something.

Stockholm syndrome.

And in the mansion, the Hall of Eternal Life.

Zhu Xiongying was lying on the sofa chair, and the two sisters Wen Yun and Wen Yu were summoned to pinch his back and beat his shoulders to feed the grapes, his jade fingers were like green onions, and the strength was just right.

As for why I eat grapes every time, the main thing is that there are really no fruits in this era.

Grand Master Zhu looked at the three people standing in front of him with interest.

San Yang all took a small green pill that had just been baked, and the three people who finished the medicine were all staring at each other, not knowing what His Royal Highness Taisun wanted to do, and their hearts were full of speculation about the pill they had just taken.

"Listen, Lone asks, you answer."

When the three of them heard this, they all became serious.

Zhu Xiongying's eyes first looked at Yang Shiqi, and then at Yang Rong and Yang Pu.

"What do you two think of Yang Shiqi's learning?"

Among the three Yangs, Yang Shiqi is the most learned, which is clearly recorded in history, otherwise in the original history, Yang Shiqi would not have been called to compile the Taizu Records in white, and awarded Hanlin to edit and revis, and then entered the temple.

Yang Rong and Yang Pu were both stunned.

What is the answer to this question?

Everyone is a reader, and the most important thing for a reader is to have a face, and he will not tear his face if he grits his teeth, and he will not refute it on his face.

Not to mention evaluating Yang Shiqi, even if it is an ordinary scholar, he will praise a few words.

Yang Rong smiled slightly, then looked at Yang Shiqi, and said loudly.

"Yang Shiqi only knows a few history books, which is nothing."

As soon as the words were finished.

Yang Shiqi was stunned, and then the anger in the eyes of the honest man.

Yang Pu next to him almost didn't laugh.

Yang Rong was also stunned.

What's going on?

"What I obviously want to say is that Brother Shiqi has learned through the past and the present, and he is a great talent in the world!" ’

"Yang Pu, what do you think?"

Zhu Xiongying looked at Yang Pu again.

Yang Pu turned around and saluted Yang Shiqi slightly.

"Yang Shi's genius is acceptable, not as good as me."

The Hall of Eternal Life fell into a dead silence in an instant.

Yang Pu, who had just finished speaking, was also stupid, he obviously wanted to say, 'Brother Shiqi is a hundred times better than me'.

This time, even the eunuch Xiaobao on the side couldn't help but laugh out of the pig cry.

Zhu Xiongying thinks.

Well, it's true.

Isn't it like this for a scholar, no one looks down on anyone?

It seems that the medicinal effect of this mantra powder is very good, but I don't know how long it can last.

"Second question."

Zhu Xiongying said lightly.

At this moment, Yang Rong and Yang Pu both held their breath, and sweat was already oozing from their foreheads.

They were afraid that Zhu Xiongying would ask some questions about the old emperor, and if they answered any rebellious answers, it would be the end of the calf.

As for Yang Shiqi, the eyes of the two of them who wanted to stab themselves couldn't be hidden.