As he stroked the piano, his clear and magnetic voice echoed the sound of the piano all around.

In the yellow land, many heroes, with one enemy and hundreds of people are not afraid.

People are not cowardly, Qiu Bixue, look at my Chinese man's blood.

The blood of a boy is self-heroic, and his pride runs through his chest and heart like iron.

Carrying a golden knife in his hand, wearing a white jade jue, he is hungry for a beautiful chieftain and thirsty for Rakshasa blood.

Children's love, and throw it away, Hanhai Zhi, only this decision.

The man travels thousands of miles with his sword, and he cuts Hu Qi all the way for thousands of miles.

The long, serene sound of the piano suddenly became excited, sweeping like a violent storm, and the hearts of those who heard it were strongly shocked.

Men should be violent.

Things and benevolence do not stand.

Men should kill people, and kill mercilessly.

Immortal karma is all in killing.

In the past, there were rich men, and they were righteous and promised.

The eyes are murderous, and the body is lighter than a feather.

There are also heroes and tyrants, killing people like hemp,

gallop around the world, only boasting about swords and guns.

You don't see it.

The erection of Confucianism raised the strong man to die, and Shenzhou boasted of benevolence and righteousness from then on.

Once the Central Plains was chaotic, the scholars ran to the cowardly people and wept.

I want to learn from the old style and regain my heroic spirit.

Fame is the same as dung, and those who disdain benevolence ridicule.

Wearing an iron sword, he kills in a fit of rage.

In the dream, there is still murder, and the smile is bright.

Daughter Mo Xiang asked, why is the man fierce?

In ancient times, benevolence and virtue were exclusive to people, and morality was never true.

You don't see it.

The lion and tiger prey has gained prestige, but who has mercy on the elk?

The world has always been strong and weak, even if it is reasonable, it is in vain.

Jun Xiu asked.

Men have their own boys.

Men should be violent.

Things and benevolence do not stand.

Men are in the killing arena, as bold as a bear and as a wolf.

If you are born as a man, you will kill people, and you will not teach a man's body to wrap a woman's heart.

See through the name of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years, but make this life heroic.

Good name does not love bad name, and murder is not punished.

It is better to teach 10,000 people to grit their teeth and hate them, and not to teach them to scold me.

Looking at the world for 5,000 years, where heroes do not kill?

My generation is a hot-blooded man, but can the present people lose to the ancients?

The sound of the piano is agitated, like a storm, deducing heroic pride, which makes people's blood boil, and unconsciously the surroundings are full of people.

Wait for the sound of the piano to die down, and then it is a logical thing, of course, among which there are scholars and literati who can't see and scold.

And under Yang Jiao's silent illusion, he slapped his two mouths fiercely, and after admitting his mistake loudly, he covered his face in shame and left.

Three days later.

The Qianqing Palace was silent, and the officials in the palace knelt on the ground, their foreheads on the ground, and Zhu Gaoxu bowed his head and knelt in front of the angry Zhu Di.

"Why did you stop the Yongle Canon? Have you seen these excerpts, the drought in Yuzhou, the drought in Qilu, and now the sea has been opened, but I didn't expect Fuzhou to still have troubles. ”

Zhu Gaoxu lowered his eyebrows and replied respectfully:

"It is precisely because of the drought in many places and the opening of the sea ban that the plague has increased instead of decreasing, and the sons think that the local gentry must be at work."

"I plan to stop the Yongle Ceremony first, to relieve the drought in Yuzhou and Qilu, and then send troops to Fuzhou to rectify it, so that I can get the money to continue to repair the Yongle Ceremony."

"In addition, the local apportionment has only been carried out from the local area, and the merchant ships of the sea trade have not returned for the time being, and the only thing that the household department can move is the money obtained from the previous inspection of corrupt officials and corrupt officials.

Zhu Di's tone was cold:

"Listening to you say this, why just stop the "Yongle Grand Canon", it is best to stop the repair of the Heavenly City and the canal, so that you will have more money to go to the disaster."

"I think you have a heart, and I stopped the "Yongle Canon", just to let me see my ancestors without a face, and let future generations say that Yongle was a time, and only raised you stinky hills."

"Didn't you say arrogantly before, the country gives you, how good will you do? Okay, I gave you the post of superintendent, and that's what you did? ”

He shouted violently:

"Yuzhou, why doesn't it rain in Qilu, just because you are in charge of the country, and you will go to the edict."

When Zhu Gaoxu heard this, he understood that his father was just trying to find an excuse to clean himself up, thinking back to all the things that had happened in these days, he was also angry in his heart, and immediately did not want to wear the mask of a loyal minister and filial son, so he sat down on the ground directly and said loudly:

"I won't write."

Seeing this, Zhu Di's face was even more angry:

"I don't need you to write, how dare I work for your Han prince, I, a hard-working old man, write it myself, all parties are guilty, the sin is bowing, a thousand mistakes are my fault, I shouldn't feed you mediocre people."

When he said this, he was still angry, and said:

"Look at yourself, sharp-beaked monkey gills, which point is comparable to your eldest brother, and then look in the mirror, where do you have any imperial atmosphere."

"Your eldest brother doesn't say that there are many talents, but there are always some people who can be used, such as Yang Shiqi, Yang Rong, and Yang Pu can also be called talented, and you look at your subordinates, either dancing knives or robbing them, and they all follow you, the prince of Han, and they like to talk to people with knives."

"Tell me about you, do you have a little bit of a human master?"

"Before, I was still in Jiming Temple, and I heard a report from Jinyiwei, and just let you be in charge of the country, so I embroidered a python robe and put it on, and I saw that you were proud."

"Over the years, you have made a fortune by eating empty salaries, and then I saw that you have reined in, I have turned big things into small things, and small things have turned into small things, and you have secretly hooked your fingers with Jing Nan's orphans, and I think I can't see it."

Zhu Di said more and more energetically:

"As a result, I have been enduring it, and I have endured something, I am really the first weak and incompetent emperor in the world."

"If the Daming Society is destroyed in your hands, I don't think we will have the face to enter the temple, I have been suppering for many years, and sending troops to the north is simply a joke, so I will simply return the country and return to Shuntian to hunt."

Zhu Gaoxu heard the end from the beginning to the end, he couldn't hold back his anger anymore, and immediately stood up, while taking the wrench, untying his belt, and taking off the python robe on his body, he exploded in foul language directly in front of the emperor:

"Give me this set for the fuck and return the country? Then what kind of rebellion did you make in the first place? ”

He casually threw the python robe on the ground and asked a question that hit the soul:

"Do you really think of yourself as a loyal servant? If we can't cultivate the "Yongle Canon", we won't be able to go down to see the ancestors and ancestors? If our whole family rebels, we can go down to see our ancestors and ancestors? ”

Zhu Gaoxu pointed to the throne in the palace:

"Even if you make the "Yongle Canon" the first strange book in ancient and modern times, the historian will not record that you are the successor in order."

"Now I'm not as good as my eldest brother, so when you were fighting the Battle of Jingjing, why did you say to me that your son was sick in the world, and you should encourage me."

He laughed and laughed at himself:

"My sharp-billed monkey gills? I don't have the appearance of an emperor? After being imprisoned, the first thing I did was to go against the ancestral teachings and let go of the sea ban, and then the first knife was cut on myself, the vassal king. ”

"I just think about how if I don't give some sweetness to the vassal kings, and don't bind their interests to us, how can I be willing to reduce the profits, this is not nothing, the land is divided into acres, the officials and gentry pay the grain in one piece, etc., which is not offended by the officials and gentry of the world, I can be said to have lost all the good reputation accumulated in the past."

"What am I doing this for, not for the sake of my ancestors' family business, so that you can not bear the name of a tyrant."

(End of chapter)