"Didn't you say before that you should praise its majesty and proclaim its good name?" Liu Ji reminded.

Song Lian squinted his eyes, "I understand, at the moment, King Wu has made a lot of contributions, just relying on ordinary methods, it is impossible to bring him down, he must be killed!" ”

Liu Ji stroked his beard and showed a satisfied smile on his face, "So, do you still feel depressed?" ”

"Nope." Song Lian's heart knot was gone at this time, and he arched his hand and said: "Brother sincerity, you are optimistic, see how I make him famous." ”

......

The next day, Mid-Autumn Festival.

Zhu Jun took Xu Miaojin's three daughters into the palace, not because he was reluctant to bring Shen Dong'er and a few people into the palace, but it was inappropriate.

Although in Zhu Jun's eyes, there is no distinction between wives and concubines, but the reality is like this.

The atmosphere of the festival in the palace is very strong, the lanterns are colorful, and in the Kunning Palace, it is time to arrive.

Zhu Yu did not come, but recuperated in the East Palace.

The others are Zhu Zinc and others.

As soon as they saw Zhu Jun, everyone greeted them one after another, and among them, Zhu Yingying was the most enthusiastic, climbing up Zhu Jun's body like a monkey.

Maybe because Zhu Yu didn't come, Zhu Yuanzhang was not very interested.

At this time of the year, he would write poems and then play some interesting games with the children.

This year, however, it has been deserted.

It's just that Queen Ma is making dumplings and moon cakes, and she is still saying that she will go to Xuanwu Lake to put lanterns and pray for blessings after dark.

"Sixth brother, in a few days is the day when I will be crowned, can you come?" Zhu Zinc asked.

"That's a must." Zhu Jun smiled and nodded, and then asked in a low voice, "Are those people still bothering you?" ”

"No, but ...... My uncle wrote to me, hoping that I would be able to raise my noble hand! ”

Jacheng?

Zhu Jun said: "Although the Yan family has a bit of a blood relationship with you, they have never regarded you as their own.

If you raise your hand today, they will not only not appreciate you, but they will hate you.

In time, if they find an opportunity, maybe they will take revenge on you and the great cause, this is what you want to see? ”

"But sixth brother, my mother has been beaten into the cold palace, I ......" Zhu Zinc wanted to say, my mother is suffering now, but I am a son, but seeing Zhu Jun's disappointed eyes, he swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

"Filial piety is good, it is Long Yan's virtue since ancient times, indeed, she gave birth to you, but she never raised you, can you get any benefits from her?

Of course, if you try to save your mother from the cold palace, I will not blame you.

No one can say what you're not.

But the Yan family can't let it go easily, understand? Zhu Jun reminded: "Don't bring trouble to yourself because of your soft-heartedness!" ”

"I see, Sixth Brother!" Zhu Zinc nodded, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, his mother was going to be rescued, whether it was for his conscience or reputation.

As for Ja Gong, when they died, they died, and they never regarded themselves as nephews, so why should they treat them as uncles?

As for the mother hating herself, then hate.

Although in her eyes, she is a dispensable waste, but she must fulfill her filial piety to the son of man.

"What are you two muttering?" Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Sixth, come here!" ”

Seeing Lao Zhu calling himself, Zhu Jun patted Zhu Zinc's shoulder, and then walked over, "Father, what do you command?" ”

"Your sister said she wanted you to write a poem!"

Zhu Jun frowned slightly, and when he saw Zhu Suxin, he was a little reluctant.

His sister, although she is her own sister, has a bad relationship with them.

Including his own sister, Zhu Suying, is relatively cold to him.

It's not as good as Zhu Jingyan.

"Can't write it!" Zhu Jun shook his head and refused directly.

Before Zhu Yuanzhang could speak, Zhu Suxin said: "You didn't make so many poems, why can't you write them?" ”

"Who said that I wrote poems and can make them right now, do you think poems are easy to do, and in that case, why don't you do it yourself and let me do it?" Zhu Jun has a bad sense of this sister, and his speaking attitude is naturally not much better.

Even ordinary people have discord between brothers and sisters, let alone the royal family?

He never pushes himself, and he doesn't feel how charismatic he is that he can be liked by everyone.

"You, stingy!" Zhu Suxin is not good.

Zhu Jun spread his hands, "It's not a stingy thing, it's that I really can't write it!" ”

Zhu Suxin snorted, "I know that eighty percent of the poems you make are bought by you from others, or they are made by people in your house." ”

When Zhu Jun heard this, he was not angry, but followed her words and said: "Yes, you are very right, I bought these from others!" ”

After speaking, he didn't bother to entangle with her, and said directly to Zhu Yuanzhang: "Father, I'm going to help my mother make dumplings!" ”

Seeing Zhu Jun go straight, Zhu Yuanzhang was also quite helpless.

"Father, look at him!" Zhu Suxin stomped his feet straight!

"Su Xin, it's not good for you to be like this!" Zhu Suying frowned.

"What's good, he's just stingy!" The more Zhu Suxin thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became, so she hurriedly ran to Queen Ma's side, took her hand and said, "Queen Mother, look at the sixth brother, I just asked him to make a poem to help the fun, and he didn't allow it."

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, a day for family reunions.

He is the best man in our family.

Now people outside praise him as the world's number one talent.

But his sister begged him to compose a poem, but he was stingy! ”

Zhu Jun was a little helpless, why didn't this little girl still give up, "Don't talk nonsense, when did I become the number one talent in the world?" ”

"Why not, people outside say so, Wuzhong Sijie, Beiguo Shiyou, all hype your reputation, say that you are the first person in the great cause, and even more so the first person in today's talent.

Poetry and songs, calligraphy and painting, everything first! Zhu Suxin secretly sneered: "But looking at it now, it's just like that, it's all a false name!" ”

"Su Xin!" Queen Ma's expression became serious, and just now Zhu Suxin pestered Zhu Yuanzhang to ask Zhu Jun to make a poem, she knew it, but she thought that today was a good day, so she didn't say anything.

But Zhu Jun didn't want to do it, and Zhu Suxin didn't give up.

Although she really hopes that the family will love each other, she also knows that this child has looked down on the crazy Zhu Jun since he was a child.

Although Mu Guifei and the others didn't speak, their eyes were all focused on Zhu Jun, and the expectant eyes clearly hoped that Zhu Jun would be able to compose poetry.

These days, Zhu Jun's reputation is also getting louder and louder with the passage of time.

Some people even say that Zhu Jun is the first person in the literary world of Daye.

Who doesn't want to ask him to make a poem in front of the first person?

A masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages is hard to find, and if they can also be stained, maybe they can follow the celebrities through the ages.

Seeing that his mother was angry, Zhu Suxin not only did not restrain himself, but said, "Did I say something wrong?" ”