Daming Greedy Wolf Star

Chapter 65 Pit!
Everyone has his strong and weak points.

Zhu Zhanhe has never been arrogant enough to think that he is omnipotent, even if there are many things in his mind that are far beyond this era.

But when he learned of what the old man did, he was still shocked, and gave the old man a thumbs up.

As expected of the old man who single-handedly determined the policy of mutual checks and balances in the grassland, he is really awesome at playing tricks.

Zhu Zhanhe felt that not to mention him, even his uncle was played by the old man.

As for his father... Zhu Zhanhe said that it is better to forget it.

"That's why, Dad, you should give up." Zhu Zhanhe suddenly looked at his father, his face was full of pessimistic expressions.

"In the past, I just thought that you were no match for Uncle, but now it seems that you are more than that, because you not only have to face the enemy, Uncle, but also Grandpa."

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

He didn't realize it when he was in the palace, but now that his son pointed it out, he realized how bad his situation was.

But this is still secondary. After all, he hasn't taken advantage of it for so many years. The most uncomfortable thing for him is to lose face in front of his son.

The son can see it, but he can't see it?
"Is there any wine?"

"what?"

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

"I said, is there any wine?" Zhu Gaoxu repeated when he saw this.

"No." Zhu Zhanhe simply shook his head.

He is a ten-year-old child, what kind of wine does he drink?

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

Zhu Zhanhe doesn't drink, not only because of his health, but also because he doesn't like drinking all the time.

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

Seeing that his father didn't speak any more, Zhu Zhanhe didn't ask any more questions, just poured a cup of tea for his father, and sat quietly aside.

He can understand his father's current state of mind.

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

He always thought that as long as he performed better, the old man would judge him to win like a fair referee, and he would be the final 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. The reason why Zhu Gaoxu now feels that the old man is partial to his elder brother is because his elder brother has never fought, and on the surface it seems to be the weak side.

Just like in the 12th year of Yongle in history, all the officials of the East Palace were arrested and sent to prison, when the power of the princelings reaches a certain level, the old man will also take action to balance it.

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

He doesn't really care who the final winner is, he just wants to present a wonderful game to the world, and waits until he can no longer control the situation before blowing the final whistle to determine the final winner who is it.

In fact, the emperors of all dynasties have been like this. If there was no such complicated and entangled situation before, it was only because one side lost too quickly.

Few of the emperors do not have a strong desire to control.

"Father! What are you going to do?"

Originally, he wanted to stay quietly with his father for a while until he figured it out, but when he saw his father standing up suddenly, Zhu Zhanhe hurriedly stood up too.

Zhu Gaoxu stopped at his feet, but he didn't turn his head back: "I'm going to find your grandfather and push this matter away."

Zhu Zhanhe heard the words and sighed: "I don't suggest you do this."

Rapid retreat?That also scores opportunities.

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

"I can't fight, can't I not fight!?"

"It's really not good." Zhu Zhanhe slightly shook his head upon hearing this.

He's not talking nonsense, it really doesn't work.

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

To be an emperor, one must not only check and balance the foreign tribes who are eyeing him, but also check and balance the forces of the court, Chinese, military and various factions.

Even his own son.

The old man has a total of four sons, excluding the youngest son Zhu Gaozhen who died young, at present there are only Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui.

Zhu Gaochi is the prince, he has his own school, there is no doubt about it.

Zhu Gaoxu is the one who has been fighting with his elder brother for a long time, and the Hanwang Party has always been against the princelings.

As for the youngest Zhu Gaosui...

On the surface, he has always been his second brother's follower, and everything he does is a Hanwang Party style.

Therefore, on the surface, the Hanwang Party can wrestle with the princelings. Although it is doomed to fail, it is also very useful for checks and balances.

If the Hanwang Party withdraws, wouldn't it mean that the princelings are the only ones?
So, it is absolutely impossible for the old man to stop the Hanwang Party just like that. Otherwise, who will check and balance the princelings?

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

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 will be hit hard.

This is not what the old man wants to see.

"Baby's suggestion, no matter whether you want it or not, Grandpa has already delegated this matter to you, so you still need to finish it."

While talking, Zhu Zhanhe poured out the cold tea and poured another cup.

"But in this way, this matter is not so important. It doesn't matter if you do well or not."

"As for the future... let's talk about it later."

Zhu Gaoxu took a deep look at his son, he suddenly had an urge to rush home, and ask his Princess Han who this son really is.

He didn't feel like it was his.

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

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

He found that he still took it for granted, the old man is not so easy to fool, and this vortex is not so easy to escape.

In the past, he just thought that the old man liked his father and felt that he was the most like him, so he resisted the pressure of all parties to prevent his father from going to Yunnan to become a fan.

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

Raising his hand to block the sun that was in the sky, Zhu Zhanhe looked at the sunlight leaking through his fingers, feeling a little emotional.

"These hands should be lingering on the beauty's body, why are they stirring up trouble in the dark struggle now?"

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhanhe suddenly laughed out loud.

"It's too high school, it's not suitable for me..."

(End of this chapter)