Daming Greedy Wolf Star

Chapter 86

The next day, early in the morning.

Standing at the gate of Qianqing Palace, Zhu Zhanhe trembled and tightened his cloak.

The New Year is coming soon, and although the early Ming Dynasty is not yet the time for the Little Ice Age to show its power, its impact can already be felt.

Nanjing was originally located in the south of the Yangtze River. Based on the dividing line between the Qinling Mountains and the Huaihe River, Nanjing undoubtedly belongs to the south. However, in the early Ming Dynasty, there was no lack of snow here.

"Your Highness."

Just as Zhu Zhanhe was circling in circles, trying to warm himself up by exercising, Zhu Ling called him softly.

Turning his head and looking, the old man had already retreated, and was leading a group of people towards Qianqing Palace.

Shaking the snowflakes off his body, Zhu Zhanhe stood up straight, quietly waiting for the old man to arrive.

"Huh?" From a distance, Zhu Di saw Zhu Zhanhe.

"Zhan He, why are you here?"

With that said, Zhu Di took Zhu Zhanhe's hand, quickened his pace, and walked towards the Qianqing Palace.

"It's too cold here, why don't you go in first to warm up? What if it freezes outside?"

Seeing this, Hu Guang, Yang Rong, Xia Yuanji and others who followed behind were a little hesitant, they didn't know whether they should follow.

Originally, at the end of the morning dynasty, it was Zhu Di himself who asked them to stay. Logically speaking, they should follow in, but now...

Everyone hesitated for a long time, and finally stood at the door with some hesitation.

Perhaps, they didn't know that such a small hesitation made them turn around before the gate of hell, but they couldn't be dragged in in the end.

At least, their official positions were preserved.

"Why do you think you are so stubborn?" In Qianqing Palace, Zhu Di pulled Zhu Zhandian straight to the stove.

"Oh, grandpa is waiting outside without retreating? The rule is that the dead are alive. Why haven't you been so rigid before?"

Zhu Zhanhe smiled: "Grandpa doesn't need to worry, grandson is young, and his body is still strong. It's fine."

It's just that this smile is a bit forced.

"Grandpa, about what Xia Shangshu said..."

"Oh, you said that..." Zhu Di poured a cup of hot tea and stuffed it into his grandson's hand, with a smile on his face.

"Xia Yuanji, it's true that he didn't think carefully, but he is also thinking about Daming. After all, Daming is very short of money right now, and he is under great pressure as the secretary of the household department."

"However, Grandpa thinks this method is not impossible, but it just needs some appropriate methods and appropriate assistance."

"Well, my grandson knows." Zhu Zhanhe nodded, not as fiercely as he refuted Xia Yuanji that day, but seemed a little low-key.

"Grandpa, grandson will do this, but after that, I wonder if grandpa can promise grandson one thing?"

"Oh?" Zhu Di laughed, completely unaware of the strangeness of his grandson today.

"You made great contributions during the Northern Expedition before. Grandpa said at that time that you can give you whatever you want, and you will agree to everything."

"Why, come to ask grandpa for a reward now?"

Zhu Di slapped his legs and smiled happily: "Okay! Tell me! Grandpa will definitely promise you!"

"Grandpa, please forgive my grandson for not knowing what to do." Zhu Zhanhe bowed slightly, and then took two steps back.

Putting the tea cup in his hand aside, took off the cloak and put it away, Zhu Zhanhe lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt on the ground.

"Grandson, grandpa, please let father go to Yunnan to become a fan."

……

At that moment, the atmosphere in Qianqing Palace froze, and the smile on Zhu Di's face also froze, while Zhu Zhanhe just knelt on the ground, cast his body on the ground, waiting for the old man's answer.

"What's wrong with you?"

After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Di suddenly laughed and got up to help his grandson up.

"Grandpa asked your father to go to Jiufan. Your father was greedy for the life in Yingtian Mansion and refused to go. Why did you come here and become a dragon's pool and a tiger's den? How many times did you want to escape?"

"Also, have you got your father's consent for this?"

"Go back to grandpa, my father has already agreed." Zhu Zhanhe's head was still on the ground, his body was tense, and he used some strength to resist the old man's attempt to pull him up.

"My father and I have already discussed this matter. This time, my grandson will do what Xia Shangshu said, but I also hope that my grandfather will allow our family to go to Yunnan to become a feudal clan after finishing."

……

The movements of Zhu Di's hands froze, and the smile that reappeared on his face also froze.

Withdrawing the hand that wanted to hold his grandson up, Zhu Di sat in the seat that only he could sit in. The smile on his face disappeared and was replaced by endless coldness.

"why?"

At this time, Zhu Di was no longer that kind grandfather, but Emperor Yongle, an old man whose heart was hurt by his younger generation.

"It's nothing, my father and I feel that since we are the vassal king, it's better to settle down as soon as possible. If we always stay in the capital and refuse to leave, the rules will be broken in the long run."

"After all, 'Fan Wang Jing Bian, for the country's barrier' is the ancestral motto set by the Taizu Emperor Gao."

Zhu Zhanhe, who was kneeling on the ground, still didn't even lift his head, and said in a muffled voice.

"I need a reason." Zhu Di's voice was much colder.

"This is not a reason."

"It's really just that."

Zhu Zhanhe knelt on the ground, and Zhu Di sat on the dragon chair. They should be the grandparents of the next generation, but the tone of the two was more indifferent than that of strangers.

"Always stay in Beijing. After a long time, others will inevitably have gossip, and it is difficult for grandpa."

boom!
Zhu Di slapped the table so hard that the pen holder on the table was shaken, but he turned a blind eye to it, staring at the young figure below, and said almost word for word.

"I said, I need a reason."

In fact, compared with previous dynasties, the family atmosphere of the Zhu family was always good when they were in Zhu Di's generation.

The three brothers Zhu Gaochi fought each other secretly, but they could hug their shoulders and laugh happily on the bright side, and they could shrink into a corner together when facing the old man's anger.

Similarly, unless it is on a very formal occasion, Zhu Di generally would not use the self-proclaimed "Zhen" to his descendants, and the descendants generally call themselves children or grandchildren.

However, when Zhu Di uses the self-proclaimed Zhen, it means that he is no longer a father, nor a grandfather, but an emperor.

Standing up and walking to Zhu Zhanhe's side, Zhu Di was talking while pacing.

"Your father is a little bit careful, let alone me, who doesn't know the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, and the people of the world?"

"But now you say you want to go to the Fan, and he agrees? In the end, you only gave me an answer that is not even a fool."

"Why, are you so impatient?"

"Grandpa..." Zhu Zhanhe, who was kneeling on the ground with his forehead on the ground, suddenly spoke, his tone dull.

"Do you really want to know?"

"I said, I need a reason!"

"Okay!" Zhu Zhanhe was still kneeling on the ground, but raised his head and straightened his body.

"Then grandson will give you a reason!"

　The editor said that the data is not bad, and Sanjiang is expected. This was originally supposed to be updated tomorrow, but it was posted in advance today, hoping to catch up.

　
(End of this chapter)