Chapter 87: Emperor, Father

"Grandpa, do you think you are a qualified emperor?"

Kneeling on the ground, Zhu Zhanyan's body was straight, but his voice was loud, without the slightest timidity.

"Some people think it is, and some people think it isn't."

didn't care about the old man's reaction, Zhu Zhanyan said to himself.

"In terms of being the emperor, you clean up internal affairs, rectify corrupt officials, expedition to the grassland in the north, and Jiaozhi in the south, so as to ensure that the people of Daming are not violated by corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and are not trampled by the iron hooves of the Fanbang barbarians."

"You propose to move the capital to Shuntian and guard the country with the Son of Heaven; You have edited the Yongle Canon, so that my Han culture can be integrated; You sent Zheng He to the West to raise the prestige of the Ming Dynasty. ”

"As an emperor, you may not be able to say that you are an emperor through the ages, or you may not be able to compare with a pioneering monarch like Emperor Qin and Han Wu, but you are definitely an excellent emperor."

"Maybe you can't let Tang Zong and Song Zu look at it, but it's not far off."

"But, perhaps you haven't noticed yet, you're not a good father, you're not a good grandfather."

Zhu Di has been revolving around Zhu Zhanyan, spinning, wanting to hear what the reason for this grandson is.

However, when he heard the last sentence, his steps stopped suddenly, and even his body froze.

felt the changes in the old man, but Zhu Zhanyan didn't stop there, and still said it as if he was talking to himself.

"Actually, my grandson knows that you like your father, otherwise you wouldn't have let your father go for so long."

"Perhaps, in your heart, your father is the most like you, because you don't like your uncle's obesity and even struggles to walk."

"However, from the day you sit in that position, there are many things that even you can't control, so you have made your uncle the crown prince."

"You understand this, the uncle understands, the Wenchen understands, the generals understand, even the grandson I understand, but my father doesn't understand."

"He is still the Yan King of Beiping, he is still the second son of the Yan King, maybe he is lustful for power, but in his heart you are still the father, he still feels that as long as he is good enough, then you will value him."

"Perhaps, it is also biased to say this, because there is also the fault of the grandchildren here."

"Father, he has always thought that you set up your uncle as the crown prince, Xie Jin's sentence 'good holy grandson, Kewang Ming three generations' is the last straw that caused the balance to tilt, and the appearance of his grandson made his already somewhat withdrawn heart rekindle hope."

"At the beginning, the grandson left Beijing without permission and went to Hangzhou to privately prepare for the Japanese army, you actually know it, right? Otherwise, how could a grandson and a son of a Han king do so many things? ”

"Perhaps, at first, you were still hesitant and let your grandson come with an indulgent mentality, but you didn't expect that your grandson knocked Wenchen from the side."

"But, grandpa, grandchildren didn't expect it, father didn't expect it, maybe even you didn't expect it, you can be so cruel!"

Speaking of this, Zhu Zhanyan tilted his head and looked at the old man who was standing in place.

"Killing the Japanese invaders, building the Beijing view, punishing corrupt officials, exterminating profiteers, grandson's ruthlessness towards foreign enemies, corrupt officials, and profiteers makes you feel like a treasure, and you can see the same magic weapon to check and balance civil officials, which makes you feel ...... It's getting easier and easier. ”

"But have you ever thought about how cruel you are to do this?"

"Your encouragement and your reuse made my father only think that you paid more and more attention to him, and let him help you convince me to help Xia Yuanji complete the so-called cattle breeding."

"Grandson knows that you want to use Grandson's name to suppress those people, as long as someone dares to reach out, Grandson can kill them, and you don't think there will be any risk in this, anyway, Grandson's reputation for killing gods has already spread all over the world."

"After all, it's a royal family, and with the fact that the grandson is young, no matter how big the mistake is, it will be grounded, and the symbolic punishment will be counted."

"And you, but you have got a Ming Dynasty that will be able to rule the Qingming Dynasty in the future for a few years or more than ten years."

"But have you ever thought about your father, have you ever thought about your grandchildren?"

"A son who is already sluggish, still working hard towards the illusory goal you have given; A grandson who is only eleven years old, but he has already taken on the name of killing gods, and he can even stop children from crying at night. ”

"You go out and have a look, look at the large and small teahouses in the capital, the things of the Northern Expedition and Yangzhou have already been written into a script, and Sun Er has also become a demon star from the sky, and he is a demon who loves to kill at a young age."

"Last night, I talked to my father in the middle of the night, and he also agreed to take the domain, which is to ......"

Speaking of this, Zhu Zhanyan took a deep breath and grabbed the ground with his head again.

"Please allow Grandpa Huang!"

……

Zhu Zhanyan knelt on the ground like this, and Zhu Di still stood silently aside.

The huge Qianqing Palace fell into a dead silence for a while.

"You...... Let's go back......"

I don't know how long it took, Zhu Di's lips moved, his lips had already adhered together after not speaking for a long time, and they were torn apart as soon as he moved, and a touch of scarlet slowly flowed down the corners of his mouth.

And he didn't realize it.

"Please allow Grandpa Huang!"

"I'll let you go back!"

Zhu Di turned around suddenly, his calm expression had disappeared, and Zhu Zhanyu's words seemed to have torn off the last rope he had restrained himself.

Zhu Di's beard fluttered when he turned around, and he could make people feel the anger in his heart when he shouted angrily, like an angry lion.

"Please allow Grandpa Huang!"

"Someone!" Zhu Di waved his hand violently, turned around and walked behind the bookcase, with his back to Zhu Zhanyan.

"The villain is here!"

The brocade guard guarding the door heard Zhu Di's call and hurriedly ran in.

"Send the prince of Han back home! And pass on my commands! If there is no secret of the word, he is not allowed to step out of the house! ”

"Yes!"

Jin Yiwei was a little hesitant, because Zhu Di had seen Zhu Zhanyan's preference for Zhu Zhanyan during this time, and the appearance of the two of them at the moment made him inevitably hesitate and be afraid.

However, no matter how you say it, he is also a Jinyiwei, a Jinyiwei who is the emperor of Zhili and the six ministries have no right to ask.

However, even so, Jin Yiwei was unwilling to offend Zhu Zhanyan to death.

Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, the Son of Heaven is moody, who knows what tomorrow will be like? But yesterday's preference for the prince of Han was in everyone's eyes.

Jin Yiwei knelt on one knee and didn't dare to make a move, but said softly: "Your Royal Highness, please." ”

"Take him back!" Zhu Di made a sudden sound, startling Jinyiwei.

"Yes!"

Zhu Zhanyan, who was kneeling on the ground, was set up and hurriedly taken out of the Qianqing Palace by the Jinyi guard.

At the door, Xia Yuanji and other civil officials had already heard Zhu Di's roar in the hall, and now they watched Zhu Zhan Yan being carried out by the brocade guards, and they looked at each other for a while, and they didn't know how to react.

After looking at each other for a long time, none of the many civil officials dared to enter the palace first.