When the government and the opposition were boiling over the abolition of forced labor, Zhu Yunxi still accompanied Lao Zhu and wandered around Yangshan.

At night, Lao Zhu asked people to set up a bonfire in the open space in the mountains, roasting wild game while singing and dancing.

When he was happy, Lao Zhu couldn't help but sigh and said to Zhu Yunxi: "In the past, Liu Bangxing, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, composed "Song of the Great Wind", which has been passed down through the ages. ”

"When Liu Bang was young, he was just a prodigal who didn't learn and didn't know much, and he didn't read much."

"We are from poor people, and we are also scolded as mud legs."

"It's a pity that I'm happy today, but we can't think of any good poems and words."

"Xi'er, you are the prodigy of our old Zhu family, a poetry genius who has not been born for thousands of years, you come to write a poem to celebrate the joy of today."

Zhu Yunxi was stunned for a moment.

Aren't you embarrassed for me?

You still want me to sing poems and spread them all over the world, but I know that I have no culture, and I will only go to the world as a "slot"?

He said silently in his heart.

He was also very speechless.

What do you do to establish yourself in the name of a talented man for no reason?

Originally, it was just a copyist, how could he write poetry at a critical moment?

Zhu Yunxi's mind was racing, and he suddenly realized that this was a rare opportunity.

He made a very sad appearance, tears rolling in his eyes, and he stopped talking.

Old Zhu was stunned.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Grandpa Huang, I miss Daddy! Woo......"

Zhu Yunxi began to cry and convulsions.

Since crossing over, he has found that his acting skills are becoming more and more perfect.

No way.

There are all people around him who have outstanding acting skills.

Don't you say that Zhu Yunwen and other brothers, that is, ministers, one is counted as one, who doesn't act in front of the emperor and grandson?

An official who does not have first-class acting skills is by no means a good official!

Under the influence of his ears and eyes, Zhu Yunxi's acting skills are naturally soaring day by day.

"Alas!"

Old Zhu Chang sighed.

Close your eyes slowly.

Why didn't he miss his son?

Zhu Biao is his favorite son, the successor of the empire he wants to cultivate.

"Death is gone!"

Lao Zhu Qiang endured the sadness in his heart and comforted: "Xi'er, you have to be strong!" You are the future of tomorrow, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are still waiting for you to govern, hundreds of millions of Li people, all depend on you to be safe. ”

"Woohoo...... But my grandson just can't help but miss my father! ”

Zhu Yunxi cried even more.

Lao Zhu sighed again and was speechless for a long time.

The people who were singing and dancing in the field retreated on their own, not daring to disturb them any longer.

"We miss your father too, our son, but we can't cry!"

Lao Zhu spoke again: "You are a man, or the god of war, you are the true monarch of Yousheng, you can't cry." ”

"But the imperial grandfather has many sons and grandchildren...... The grandson has only one father! Woo woo......" Zhu Yunxi said while crying.

"Yes, we have many sons, but our favorite is Biao'er!"

Lao Zhu drank a glass of wine and said: "Besides, what's the use of so many sons, the children of ordinary people's families are still by their parents' side." ”

"But our sons are thousands of miles away, thousands of miles away, and they can't accompany us."

Zhu Yunxi pretended to cry, and when he heard this, he suddenly felt happy in his heart.

He raised his face, his teary eyes were not dry, and he asked with a sad and suspicious expression: "Grandpa Huang, why don't you call your uncles back to Jingshi?" ”

"My parents are here, not far away."

"People say that a son is going to provide for his parents in old age."

"Grandpa Huang is old, and his sons should be waiting by his side, how can he be out all the time?"

Lao Zhu scolded with a smile: "Silly boy, we are a heavenly family, not ordinary people." Of course it's not the same with them. ”

"Our son is the vassal king of the Ming Dynasty, and he needs to guard all places and protect the stability of the country, how can he return to us and wait."

Zhu Yunxi asked: "Grandpa Huang, the Ming Dynasty, the grandson will guard it firmly, and it is the same without the uncles guarding it in various places." ”

"Otherwise, you will recall all your uncles back to Jingshi, and let them get along with the imperial grandfather every day."

"In this way, Grandpa Huang will not be so lonely."

He just wanted to take this as an opportunity to start a big plan to cut the domain.

"No way!" Lao Zhu categorically refused.

"The vassal kings are outside, each guarding one side, the country is stable, and if there is a change, he can also send troops to serve the king."

"In this way, I can protect the Ming Dynasty for thousands of years."

"Besides, the weight of the artifact is easy to breed desires."

"If all of them are in the Jingshi, it is inevitable that some people will have bad intentions. We're here, and we can still hold them. In the future, you will inherit the throne, which will make your country unstable and cause the world to be in trouble for many years, which is not the blessing of the country, let alone the blessing of the people of the world. ”

"In the land of Jingshi, it is easy to collude with courtiers, and there will be collusion between vassal kings."

"Xi'er, you remember, if you want to inherit the artifact, you must bear its weight."

"We are the emperor's family, how can we not make a little sacrifice."

"I want to be an emperor again, I want family happiness, family reunion, how can there be such a good thing in the world."

Zhu Yunxi's face showed a little disappointment, and said, "What Grandpa Huang said is very right. ”

He continued: "However, the Han Dynasty implemented the feudal system, and it didn't take long for the Seven Kingdoms Rebellion to break out. ”

"The Song Dynasty let the prince stay in Beijing and not go to the domain, but it did not lead to the brothers' struggle for power and instability."

"Grandpa Huang, my grandson thinks that whether there will be a disaster of brothers falling on the wall has nothing to do with whether the vassal king goes out to join the domain."

"It has something to do with the system of the imperial court and the ability of the successor."

"Now that I have established a secret music system, if there are members of the royal family who wantonly collude with officials and have bad intentions, someone will definitely make it clear."

"As long as the monarch is wise, it is not difficult to curb this."

"If the monarch is very mediocre, it is the same inside and out."

"Besides, the vassal king is outside, with heavy troops in his hands, one generation or two generations, maybe it's okay, but the future generations may not have dissenting intentions, or arouse the suspicion of the king, so I'm afraid that it will be even more unfavorable to the country."

After listening to him, Lao Zhu thought for a while, and said, "You say that, but there is some truth." ”

Immediately, he changed his words and said with a smile: "You just want to change your way and call your uncles back so that you can fulfill your filial piety to us." ”

"Our old bones can still move. If we really miss them, we can go by ourselves. ”

"Besides, the vassal king would return to Beijing once every three years. We can still see our son. ”

"You, don't always think about taking care of us. Governing the world well is better than anything else. ”

Zhu Yunxi shook his head.

"Grandpa Huang, no."

"My grandson wants to recall my uncles back to Jingshi, just to better govern the world."

Lao Zhu was stunned for a moment and asked, "Where do you start with this?" ”

"Grandpa Huang, now the Ming Dynasty has a huge hidden danger, if it is not changed, the Ming Dynasty will only have three hundred years of national fortune at most."

"Within three hundred years, the Ming Dynasty will die!"

(End of chapter)