Daming Greedy Wolf Star

Chapter 87 Emperor, Father

"Grandpa, do you think you are a qualified emperor?"

Kneeling on the ground, Zhu Zhanhe's body was straight, but his voice was loud and clear, without the slightest timidity.

"Some people think it is, and some people think it's not."

Not caring about the old man's reaction, Zhu Zhanhe spoke on his own.

"As an emperor, you clean up the internal affairs, clean up corrupt officials, conquer the grasslands in the north, conquer Jiaozhi in the south, and protect the people of Ming Dynasty from being violated by corrupt officials and the iron hooves of foreign barbarians."

"You proposed to move the capital to Shuntian, and use the emperor to guard the gate of the country; you edited the Yongle Canon, so that our Han culture can be integrated; you sent Zheng He to the Western Ocean, to promote our Ming Dynasty's prestige."

"As an emperor, you may not be able to say that you are an emperor through the ages, and you may not be able to compare with such pioneering monarchs as Qin Huang and Han Wu, but you are definitely an outstanding emperor."

"Maybe Tang Zong and Song Zu can't be compared, but it's not far behind."

"However, maybe you haven't realized that you are not a qualified father or a qualified grandpa."

Zhu Di kept turning and turning around Zhu Zhanhe, wanting to hear what reason this grandson had.

However, when he heard the last sentence, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and even his body froze.

Feeling the old man's change, but Zhu Zhanhe didn't stop there, he still seemed to be talking to himself.

"Actually, my grandson knows that you like your father. Otherwise, you wouldn't let your father hang on to Ying Tian for so long without leaving."

"Perhaps, in your heart, your father is the one who resembles you the most, because you don't like your uncle being fat, and it's hard for you to walk."

"However, from the day you took that position, there are many things that even you can't control, so you made your uncle the crown prince."

"You understand this, the uncle understands it, the ministers understand it, the general understands it, even my grandson understands it, but only my father doesn't understand it."

"He is still the King Yan of Beiping to you, he is still the second son of King Yan, maybe he is obsessed with power, but in his heart you are still the father, and he still feels that as long as he is good enough, you will value him. "

"Perhaps, it is not biased to say this, because there is also the fault of the grandson."

"Father, he always thought that you made your uncle the crown prince. Xie Jin's words, 'A good grandson, can flourish for three generations of the Ming Dynasty' was the last straw that tipped the balance, and the appearance of his grandson made him shrink back a bit. Rekindle hope."

"At the beginning, grandson left Beijing privately, went to Hangzhou, and privately deployed the Japanese army. You actually knew all about it, right? Otherwise, how could grandson, the son of the King of Han, accomplish so many things?"

"Perhaps, you were still hesitant at the beginning, and let your grandson do whatever you want with an indulgent attitude, but you didn't expect that your grandson hit the civil servant from the side."

"But, grandpa, my grandson didn't expect it, my father didn't expect it, maybe even you didn't expect that you could be so cruel!"

Having said that, Zhu Zhanhe tilted his head and looked at the old man who was standing there dumbfounded.

"Killing Japanese pirates, building a temple, punishing corrupt officials, destroying profiteers, your grandson's ruthlessness towards foreign enemies, corrupt officials, and profiteers makes you feel like a treasure, and allows you to see a magic weapon to check and balance civil servants, making you feel... more and more The easier it is."

"But have you ever thought about how cruel it is for you to do this?"

"Your encouragement and your reuse make my dad think that you are paying more and more attention to him, and let him help you convince me to help Xia Yuanji complete the so-called cattle raising."

"Grandson knows that you want to use your grandson's name to suppress those people. As long as someone dares to reach out, grandson can kill them, and you don't think there will be any risk in this. Anyway, grandson's reputation for killing gods has long been Spread it everywhere."

"After all, they are members of the royal family. In addition, the grandson is young. No matter how big a mistake is, he will be punished, and a symbolic punishment will be fine."

"However, you have obtained a Ming Dynasty that will be able to govern Qingming in a few years at a short time, and a dozen years in a long time."

"But have you thought about your father, have you thought about your grandson?"

"A son who is already dull is still working hard towards the illusory goal you gave him; a grandson who is only 11 years old has already taken the name of killing god, and he can even stop children from crying at night. "

"Go out and have a look, look at the large and small teahouses in the capital, the events of Beizheng and Yangzhou have already been written into story books, and grandson has also become a magic star from the sky, addicted to it at a young age. A murderous monster."

"Last night, I talked to my father in the middle of the night, and he also agreed to go to Fan, so..."

Having said that, Zhu Zhanhe took a deep breath and grabbed the ground with his head again.

"Grandfather, please give me permission!"

……

Zhu Zhanhe just knelt on the ground, and Zhu Di still stood silently aside.

The huge Qianqing Palace suddenly fell into dead silence.

"You... go back..."

After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Di's lips moved. His lips, who hadn't spoken for a long time, were already stuck together, and they were torn apart as soon as he moved, and a smear of scarlet slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth.

But he didn't realize it.

"Grandfather, please give me permission!"

"I let you go back!"

Zhu Di turned around abruptly, his calm expression had disappeared, Zhu Zhanhe's words seemed to have torn the last rope that held him back.

Turning around, Zhu Di's beard and hair fluttered, and he shouted angrily, making people feel the anger in his heart, like an angry lion.

"Grandfather, please give me permission!"

"Come here!" Zhu Di waved his hand violently, turned around and walked behind the desk, with his back to Zhu Zhanhe.

"The little guy is here!"

Jin Yiwei, who was guarding the door, heard Zhu Di's call and hurried in.

"Send the son of the King of Han back to the mansion! And pass on my order! If there is no oral order from me, he is not allowed to step out of the house!"

"Yes!"

Jin Yiwei was a little hesitant, because they had noticed Zhu Di's favoritism towards Zhu Zhanhe during this period of time, and the appearance of the two of them now made him hesitate and fear.

However, no matter what, he is also a Jinyiwei, the emperor of Zhili, and the Jinyiwei who has no right to intervene.

However, even so, Jin Yiwei was unwilling to offend Zhu Zhanhe to death.

A king is like a tiger, and the emperor is moody. Who knows what tomorrow will be like?But yesterday's favoritism towards the Prince of Han was seen by everyone.

Jin Yiwei knelt down on one knee, did not dare to move, but said softly: "His Royal Highness, please."

"Take him back!" Zhu Di said suddenly, startling Jin Yiwei.

"Yes!"

Zhu Zhanhe, who was kneeling on the ground, was erected, and hurriedly led out of Qianqing Palace by Jin Yiwei.

At the door, Xia Yuanji and other civil servants had long heard Zhu Di's roar in the hall, and now seeing Zhu Zhanhe being dragged out by Jin Yiwei, they looked at each other for a while, not knowing how to react.

Looking at each other for a long time, among the many civil servants, none of them dared to enter the palace first.

　In fact, I struggled when I wrote these two chapters, because some people would definitely say that I am hypocritical and arrogant, and dare to use family affection as a bargaining chip to threaten Emperor Yongle, but I think this should be Zhu Di's only weakness. .

It's like the inscription on the painting in Fenghua of the Ming Dynasty: The tiger is the king of beasts, no one dares to offend it, only the relationship between parent and child, look back step by step.

　
(End of this chapter)