Chapter 440: The Poor Monk Law is called Daoyan
"After all, you haven't done anything wrong, put the interests of our Zhu family first, this will definitely be fine."
"Let's talk to you about this, I just want you to stand up to the sky like a man, you are the King of Qin of our Ming Dynasty, you are our son, you must have a look."
"What's the harm in breaking the sky?"
"We will protect you above, your eldest brother below, no matter how bad you are, your mother will support you, what are you afraid of?"
As he spoke, Zhu Yuanzhang patted the other party's shoulder heavily, and said firmly: "Do what you think is right!" ”
"No one will blame you! Including us. ”
"Forget it this time, pay more attention in the future, and learn from your fourth brother appropriately, your two brothers are very similar in temperament, although the fourth is not as mature as you, but the fourth is more responsible than you."
"Responsibility and responsibility are essential things to be a man."
"We hope you'll understand this sooner."
"The sooner the better."
"When you understand responsibility and responsibility, you can grow into a real king!"
"A Yongzhen Daming, the king of the sonic boom universe."
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled bitterly: "When the time comes, we and your mother, we will also be blinded under Jiuquan." ”
"You brothers learn from each other's strengths, and brothers and brothers unite and help each other, so that we can protect the Ming Dynasty for us."
"By the way, if you have any questions that you don't understand, you can also ask Mr. Lin directly. There's nothing embarrassing about putting your face down, even we can put the shelf down, you little rabbit can't put it down? ”
"What? Is your hand bigger than ours? Is that what it means? ”
As soon as this statement came out.
Zhu Zhangtao's head was like a rattle, and he didn't dare to answer at all, and he was even more inexplicably a little mixed.
I can't say why, but it's just not comfortable.
The eldest brother will be the emperor in the future, and he will always be the first person among the brothers, and his father has taught him the same for many years.
But now it's down to learning from the fourth brother?
What is this called?
Can I get a little more in my pocket?
The more Zhu Fan thought about it at the moment, the more angry he became, and he unconsciously clenched his fists.
But seeing him take a deep breath, he suppressed the resentment in his heart, forcibly squeezed out a smile, and said what Zhu Yuanzhang liked to listen to.
"Dad, my son remembers, please rest assured, my son will work hard in the future and live up to your expectations."
"Be a good son, be a good prince, and do your part for you, for your eldest brother, and to solve problems."
"The son knows his mistake, please punish his father."
The voice did not fall.
Zhu Fan calmly knelt on his knees, bowed down and saluted, and was full of respect in his gestures.
Looked at.
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were full of relief, and he couldn't help nodding, he was particularly useful for his son's statement, and he experienced the joy of being calm and educating children.
There is no need to open their voices and yell and scream, the children have also grown up and have the ability to distinguish between right and wrong, and they can completely follow the education method taught by Lin Che.
In this way, there will be no over-suppression, no hatred, and no erosion of spirituality.
Wonderful.
Wonderful.
However, he didn't know that Zhu Fan was just pretending to deal with his old father's preaching, but he didn't listen to it at all.
There was little silence.
"Excuse me."
"Hurry up."
Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and motioned to his son who was kneeling on his knees, his face full of undisguised joy.
"In this life, a flick of a finger."
"If you don't bury your head in chasing, you are not as good as others, instead of complaining about the sky and self-pity, why not stride forward bravely."
"We're all emperors, and we still have to study every day, not to mention you little kids."
"Uninhibited and open-minded, these two things are not prominent, and humbly seeking advice is to be more uninhibited in the future."
"Do you understand that?"
In the face of Zhu Yuanzhang's constant nagging, Zhu Rong stood up to serve him tea, and responded respectfully: "It's my father, and my sons should remember." ”
"If there are things you don't understand and you still have unclear questions, just put down your so-called face and go to Mr. Lin to ask for advice with an open mind."
"Learn martial arts first, and those who reach it are teachers."
"Erchen's attitude in the past was not good enough."
"It won't be like this anymore."
After listening to Zhu Zhang's conclusive assurance, Zhu Yuanzhang reached out to take the teacup unsatisfied, and then took a sip to moisten his throat.
From the inside out, it's extremely comfortable.
Suddenly, my mood has changed a lot.
Syllable!
A slap on the thigh.
Zhu Yuanzhang leaned back in the chair, and didn't want to embarrass the child anymore, so he waved his hand lightly: "Well said, this is our son, nothing else, you go back first, remember what we explained." Don't forget, when you turn back, you will be happy. ”
Zhu Fan was unmoved when he heard this, just gave a light salute, and then left the imperial study quickly, not wanting to stay for a moment.
When the footsteps faded away, Zhu Yuanzhang withdrew his gaze and began to review the folds again, muttering in his mouth: |
"This stinky boy is quite sensible."
"Yes, that's good."
……
After Zhu Fan left the palace, Pegasus returned to the palace of King Qin.
Stop at the gate.
Rolled over and dismounted, and spat hard.
I only felt that I had nowhere to vent my anger, and I was even more unconvinced.
And at this time.
A black-robed monk quietly walked behind him, folded his hands and bowed slightly.
"Amitabha, dare to ask the benefactor His Royal Highness the King of Qin?"
Zhu Fan turned around, very impatient.
Don't wait for a reply.
The monk took the initiative to introduce: "The poor monk is called Daoyan. ”
"I've seen Your Highness."
I heard the other person introduce themselves.
Zhu Fan couldn't help frowning, full of impatience, but because of the strange eyes of passers-by, he didn't directly order someone to send him away.
After all, his son Zhu Yuanzhang cares most about the image in the minds of the people, and he is not allowed to leave a bad impression because of anything.
Otherwise, it will be disposed of by family law.
Zhu Fan naturally did not challenge his father's authority.
"Monk? Where do you come from? What's the matter? ”
As he spoke, Zhu Fan generously untied the purse on his waist, grabbed a handful of copper coins and handed them over without looking.
Seeing this, the people couldn't help but praise each other, and sighed that His Royal Highness loves the people like a son, and is worthy of being the King of Qin in the Ming Dynasty.
The faint discussion around made Zhu Fan feel particularly useful, but his face did not change and his heart did not beat, maintaining an unfathomable image.
Stared at him for a while.
The monk folded his hands together and did not move, unmoved by the copper coins handed over, and did not even open his eyes.
Zhu Rong's face was unhappy and inexplicably a little angry, thinking that this was too much?
Insatiable dog stuff.
It's too bad to ask for food?
Who is used to stinky faults.
Just when Zhu Fan was about to greet his subordinates, the monk opened his eyes abruptly, his gaze was cold and cold.
"Amitabha, the little monk is from the Heavenly Realm Temple, but he is not here for the fate."
"Your Highness has misunderstood!"
(End of chapter)