Daming Greedy Wolf Star

Chapter 85 The True Self

Zhu Gaoxu, who didn't get a satisfactory answer from his son, accompanied his son to read the entire storybook, but Zhu Zhanhe lacked interest and didn't say a few more words.

He still has the same point of view, his father's political sense is not very good, and he is not suitable for fighting for reserves.

It would be fine if the opponent's strength was on par with him, but obviously not.

Political struggle is actually like a war, Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Gaoxu seem to be the coaches of both sides, civil servants are equivalent to counselors, commanding generals, and generals...

It's the pawns who charge forward.

There is no meaning of belittling, because many military generals are actually like this, and their way of thinking is relatively simple. Going into the battle to gain military merit is their most accustomed and favorite way of promotion.

From Zhu Zhanhe's point of view, his father now seems to be holding a heavy army, but he has no one to command him, while the opponent's counselors are full, and he doesn't have many soldiers under his command, but he has the strength to fight.

Both sides have strengths and weaknesses, and it seems that the situation is balanced.

In fact, it was nothing at all, and Zhu Gaoxu's choice was not necessarily weak, because if things really got out of hand, holding a heavy army was the best choice.

But the reality is often more complicated than the plan.

This is like a moba game. Zhu Gaochi chose a more early-stage lineup, focusing on operations and public resource acquisition.

And Zhu Gaoxu chose the lineup in the late stage, focusing on the first battle to determine the universe, or he would directly push the base if he did not play a team.

But the problem is that the opponent is full of star players, and you are under the pressure of public opinion all the time during the game, and you even have to bear the bias of the referee team and behaviors such as power outages at critical moments.

Yes, this is actually an unfair competition.

Zhu Zhanhe originally thought that since his father was unwilling to withdraw, he would use his strength to make this competition relatively fair.

However, what he did not expect was that his participation made this already unfair competition even more unfair.

……

It's night, the Palace of the King of Han.

On weekdays, he rarely went to the city, but this time he went to the city and met his father, so Zhu Zhanhe followed his father back home.

He is not a busy person, let alone Dayu, there is no need to pass the house and not enter.

After dinner, leaning on the railing of the garden in the backyard, looking at the still bright candlelight in his father's study, Zhu Zhanhe thought deeply.

Suddenly, a large cloak suddenly appeared on his shoulders.

Looking down at the hand that was buttoning himself, Zhu Zhanhe turned his head and found that it was his mother.

"Mom, have you finished reciting the scriptures?"

"It's over long ago." Princess Han smiled softly.

"My son is not wrong, mother just hopes that the gossip and gossip in this world will not affect the judgment of the judges, and let my son suffer the punishment he should not have to bear."

"Thank you, mother." Zhu Zhanhe felt his throat congested.

"Why are you being polite to my mother?" Princess Han smiled and stood side by side with her son as she touched her son's forehead.

"You are a piece of meat that fell from my mother. If my mother doesn't love you, who will love you?"

The mother and son are now in the yard. The moon has become more and more incomplete after fifteen years, but it still does not affect its efforts to give the afterglow of the sun to all things in the world that have not seen the sun for a while.

"Mother, tell me, let's go to Yunnan, shall we?"

Zhu Zhanhe spoke suddenly, which stunned Princess Han.

"What's the matter? Don't want to argue anymore?" Princess Han touched her son's head with a gentle smile on her face.

"Mother originally thought that you, like your father, were unwilling to be subordinated to others, and those words you persuaded your father were just excuses, so you clearly said that you would not fight, but in fact you spared no effort."

"If you think it through clearly, then make your own decision. Mother will always support you, no matter what decision you make."

"It's still mother who understands the baby." Zhu Zhanhe also smiled when he heard this.

Previously, he had been telling himself that if he was reborn as the son of Han Wang Zhu Gaoxu, it would be absolutely impossible for him to compete for the heir, because he was familiar with the history and knew the situation in the early years of Yongle, and he also knew the old man's favoritism towards the prince's line.

However, he said no to fight, no to fight, but his practice was just the opposite.

As my mother said, who was born to be human, who would be willing to submit to others?
What's more, the historical and scientific knowledge in his mind that others don't know makes him always have a sense of superiority that comes with rebirth.

He has always felt that he can learn if he doesn't know tactics, and if he doesn't know how to lead soldiers to fight, he has a father who can lead soldiers to fight, so how can he be weaker than this group of old antiques who have to buy tickets for their graves?
Up to now, his mother's short words have made him understand his heart and the situation clearly.

He, Zhu Zhanhe, talks about having no desires and demands, but he has never achieved nothing; he talks about hating political struggles, but he gets deeper and deeper in political struggles; The old man is partial, and the prince cannot be changed, but he has been working hard.

Zhu Zhanhe, on the surface, seems to be able to see everything, but in fact he has never seen it; , but still hoped that the old man would find him better than his cousin.

He, Zhu Zhanhe, is a fool who has been deceiving himself.

He admonished his father time and time again that the general trend cannot be violated, but he himself was deeply trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhanhe raised his head to look at his mother, and smiled.

"Thank you ma'am."

"It's okay." Princess Han's smile was as gentle as ever, she touched her son's head, patted his son's shoulder, and said.

"Go."

"En." Zhu Zhanhe nodded, took off the cloak on his shoulders, and put it on his mother with some difficulty.

"It's cold, my mother is weak, don't catch the cold."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the brightly lit study over there.

Princess Han touched the cloak on her shoulders, looked at her son's still young back, and smiled silently.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

"What's the matter?" Hearing the knock on the door, Zhu Gaoxu frowned displeased.

Generally speaking, very few people would disturb him when he was meeting with others, because this was a taboo in the Han Palace.

After all, what Hanwang is doing is to fight for the reserve, and there are many things that no one can listen to.

"Dad, it's me."

"Come in." Hearing his son's voice, Zhu Gaoxu frowned slightly.

"Xu Heng has met His Royal Highness."

Seeing Zhu Zhanhe push the door and enter, Bo Xing'an Bo Xu Heng hurriedly greeted him.

"Yeah." Zhu Zhanhe nodded, but didn't say anything, just stood there.

Seeing this, Zhu Gaoxu said: "Xu Heng, you go back first, I will find you tomorrow."

"Yes."

Hearing this, Xu Heng saluted Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Zhanhe respectively, then exited the study, and closed the door behind him.

"Father, let's go."

As soon as Xu Heng left, Zhu Zhanhe spoke.

And his opening made Zhu Gaoxu stunned.

　I am coming again!

To explain, I usually code today and tomorrow, so that I can be prepared in case something happens, so weekends are usually added on Sunday and Monday. Today is the first day of work after the sun turns to cloudy. I can touch it Little fish, took the time to write a chapter.

　
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