The ruler is short, and the inch is long.

Zhu Zhanyan has never been arrogant enough to think that he is omnipotent, even if he has a lot of things in his head, they are far beyond this era.

But when he learned about the old man's approach, he was still shocked, and gave the old man a thumbs up.

is worthy of being an old man who single-handedly sets the strategy of mutual checks and balances on the grassland, and he is really awesome in playing with power.

Zhu Zhanyan felt that let alone himself, even his uncle was played with by the old man.

As for my own father...... Zhu Zhanyan said that it was better to forget it.

"So, Dad, you'd better give up." Zhu Zhanyan suddenly looked at his father, and his face was full of expressions of decline.

"In the past, I just thought that you couldn't play with Uncle, but now it seems that it is more than that, because you have to face not only the enemy of Uncle, but also Grandpa."

Zhu Gaoxu didn't speak when he heard this, but his face was gloomy.

When he was in the palace, he didn't find out, but now that he was broken by his own son, he realized how bad his situation was.

But this is secondary, after all, he hasn't taken advantage of it for so many years, and the most uncomfortable thing for him is that he has lost face in front of his son.

My son saw it, but he didn't see it?

"Is there any wine?"

"Huh?"

Zhu Gaoxu's sudden words made Zhu Zhanyan unable to react.

"I said, 'Is there any wine?' Seeing this, Zhu Gaoxu repeated it again.

"Nope." Zhu Zhanyan shook his head very simply.

He's a ten-year-old, what does he drink?

"There is no wine, but there is tea, do you want it?"

Zhu Zhanyan doesn't drink, not only because of his body at the moment, but because he has always disliked drinking.

He can drink it, but he doesn't like it.

Seeing that his father didn't speak again, Zhu Zhanyan didn't ask again, and directly poured a cup of tea for his father, and then sat quietly aside.

He can understand his father's state of mind right now.

In the past, Zhu Gaoxu always thought that the old man was a referee, and he and his eldest brother were the protagonists of the competition on the field.

He always thought that if he performed better, the old man would award him the victory like an impartial referee, and he would be the ultimate winner.

But now it seems that the old man is not a referee, at least not a fair referee.

In fact, the old man has never favored anyone, and the reason why Zhu Gaoxu now feels that the old man favors his eldest brother is because his eldest brother has never argued, and on the surface he seems to be the weak side.

Just like in the twelfth year of Yongle in history, all the subordinate officials of the East Palace were arrested and taken to prison, when the power of the princelings reached a certain level, the old man would also balance it.

The old man's current role is actually a referee who collects black money and can blow a black whistle.

He doesn't really care who the winner is, he just wants to show the world a good game, and wait until he is no longer in control of the situation before blowing the final whistle to determine who the final winner is.

In fact, this is true of all emperors of all dynasties, if there was no such complex and entangled situation as it is now, it was only because one side lost too quickly.

There are few emperors who are not in control.

"Daddy! What are you going to do? ”

I originally wanted to stay quietly with my father for a while, and it would be good if he figured it out, but when he saw his father suddenly get up, Zhu Zhanyan also hurriedly stood up.

Zhu Gaoxu paused at his feet, but he didn't look back: "I'm going to find your grandfather and put off this matter." ”

Zhu Zhanyan sighed when he heard this: "I don't recommend you to do this. ”

Rapids retreating? That's also the timing of the score.

"Why?" Zhu Gaoxu suddenly exploded, as if he had been clicked by his son on some untouchable switch.

"I can't fight, can't I fight if I don't!?"

"Not really." Zhu Zhanyan shook his head slightly when he heard this.

He's not talking nonsense, he's really not working.

What is the core of the Emperor's Art? Zhu Zhanyan didn't know, and he didn't study it deeply, but he felt that there must be a core called checks and balances.

When he became an emperor, he had to check and balance not only the foreign clans of Fanbang who were eyeing him, but also the forces of the Chinese military and various factions in the dynasty.

Even his own son.

The old man has a total of four sons, excluding the young son Zhu Gaochu who died early, not counting Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Gaochu and Zhu Gaosui at present.

Zhu Gaochi is the crown prince and has his own faction, there is no doubt about this.

Zhu Gaoxu is the one who has always competed with his eldest brother, and the Han King Party has always been-for-tat with the princelings.

As for the third child, Zhu Gaosui......

On the surface, he has always been his second brother's follower, and everything he does is a Han Wang party.

Therefore, on the surface, the Han Wang Party can wrestle with the princelings, although it is doomed to fail, but it is also very useful for checks and balances.

If the Han Dynasty Party withdraws, won't the princelings be the dominant family?

Therefore, it is impossible for the old man to let the Han Wang Party go out like this, otherwise who will check and balance the princelings?

You say that the old man is greedy for power, or that he is giving the prince a chance to train, but no matter how you say it, it is impossible for the King of Han to retreat at the moment.

If the king of Han retreats, not only will the princelings have no one to check and balance, but even the military generals in the court and China will be dealt a big blow.

This is not what the old man wants to see.

"The child suggests, whether you want to or not, grandpa has already assigned this matter to you, and you still have to finish it."

Zhu Zhanyan said as he splashed the already cold tea and poured another cup.

"But then it's not that important, you can do it well, or you can't do it well."

"As for the future...... Let's talk about that later. ”

Zhu Gaoxu took a deep look at his son, and he suddenly had an impulse to rush home and ask his son who the son of Princess Han was.

He didn't feel like it was his.

But in the end, Zhu Gaoxu gave up this idea and turned to leave.

Watching his father leave, Zhu Zhanyan sighed softly and slowly collapsed on the recliner beside him.

He found that he was still too much to take for granted, the old man was not so easy to fool, and this vortex was not so easy to escape.

In the past, he just felt that the old man liked his father and felt that he was most like him, so he would not let his father go to Yunnan under pressure from all sides.

Now it seems that the old man's thoughts are not simple, at least not just now.

Raising his hand to block the sun in the sky, Zhu Zhanyan watched the sunlight leak out of his fingers, and sighed with some emotion.

"These hands, which should be lingering on the body of a beautiful woman, why are they stirring up trouble in the dark struggle now?"

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhanyan suddenly laughed.

"It's too middle two, this doesn't suit me......"