Jingnan Strategy

Chapter 62 It’s hard to be an old husband
"My grandfather can't keep me here?"

In the side courtyard, Zhu Gaoxu was a little confused listening to Fu Youde's words. In his eyes, Zhu Yuanzhang was now in good health and in power.

As long as he wanted to, there was no one he couldn't kill, and there was no one he couldn't keep.

Why did Fu Youde say that Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't even keep anyone?
Zhu Gaoxu's confused eyes were noticed by Fu Youde, and he also had a complicated expression:
"Now he is more than just himself."

In one sentence, Zhu Gaoxu understood what he meant.

Zhu Yuanzhang is indeed powerful, but now he is old.

The death of his eldest son and grandson has crushed him. Now he just wants to pass on the Ming Dynasty, and Zhu Yunwen is his chosen one.

He can keep Zhu Gaoxu, but what happens after he stays?

Zhu Gaoxu pondered, judging from the conflict between him and Zhu Yunwen these days, his continued stay would only deepen the conflict between the two.

In order to prevent the conflict from aggravating, Zhu Yuanzhang could only let himself go, no matter how much he wanted to retain him.

If he does not let himself go, the conflicts will intensify. When Zhu Yunwen comes to the throne in the future, he will definitely resolve the previous conflicts in extraordinary ways.

Zhu Yuanzhang did not want Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Yunwen to develop into a feud. Even if he himself made his three sons enemies, he did not want to use this method on his grandson.

More importantly, one of the grandsons has the ability to kill the other grandson.

"..." Thinking of this, Zhu Gaoxu suddenly felt that it was not easy for Zhu Yuanzhang.

He has to take care of his heir's emotions, while also allowing himself to continue learning skills in Nanjing. He is caught in the middle, and I'm afraid it will be very uncomfortable.

Zhu Gaoxu wanted to leave Nanjing and go to a remote place to form his own team.

However, this idea was gradually postponed as he continued to learn from Feng Sheng and Fu Youde.

He knew he should go north, but he didn't want to miss this good opportunity to study.

"Tomorrow you go to Song Guogong's mansion and talk to Feng Sheng about this matter."

Fu Youde looked at Zhu Gaoxu who was silent, gave him an explanation and left the martial arts arena.

Fu Rang saw this and followed him, while Fu Zhong stayed behind and comforted him: "Don't worry, your Majesty won't let you go so soon before you can become a useful person."

"Well..." Zhu Gaoxu forced out a smile and raised his hands to bow:

"It's getting late, uncle, nephew will go back first."

"You..." Fu Zhong wanted to say something more, but shook his head: "That's all, go ahead."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Zhong sent Zhu Gaoxu to the backyard. After ordering someone to take Chi Huan out, he watched Zhu Gaoxu ride away before he returned to the house with peace of mind.

Compared to him, Zhu Gaoxu on horseback was a little confused.

Although the shift was simple, it still allowed Zhu Gaoxu to learn a lot, especially the organization and coordination of the grassroots Ming army combat units in the early Ming Dynasty.

He originally thought that he would stay in the position of Xuzi Baihuguan for several months, but he never thought that he would leave this place in less than a month.

The sound of horses kicking echoed in his ears. There were very few pedestrians on Datong Street within the imperial city. Even if there were, as long as they did not have official backgrounds, they would keep their heads down and walk cautiously, for fear of offending the wealthy people living in this area. people.

Nanjing, as the most prosperous city in the world in this era, was restricted by various regulations formulated by Zhu Yuanzhang.

Leaving this place, the further away from it, the weaker the binding force of "Da Ming Law" will be.

Zhu Gaoxu looked around on Ma Chang Street. He came from later generations, but even in places where the Internet is developed in later generations, the so-called class gap is only limited to the Internet and can rarely be touched in reality.With his job, the highest-ranking officials he could come into contact with were deputy section officers. Most of the common ones were section members and clerks.

Even though there is a class gap, compared with him, it is not a huge difference. After all, most things cannot be put on the surface.

But here...

Zhu Gaoxu glanced at the group of people walking with their heads lowered. They were walking on the far side of the road and did not dare to walk too close to the road. It seemed that they were only allowed to walk in such a narrow place.

Looking inside, I saw a group of soldiers patrolling back and forth on the long street. They were walking on both sides of the road in the middle.

Walking in the middle were the officials who were holding documents in their hands and walking in a defiant manner.

Zhu Gaoxu looked down at himself. Although he was walking on the far side of the road like ordinary people, anyone who saw him wearing a fat red coat and riding a horse would know that he was definitely not an ordinary person.

In this era, he was second only to the emperor and princes.

"drive!"

Zhu Gaoxu did not continue to look at the people and officials on the street, but shook his horse's reins and hurried toward his home.

Within a moment, he arrived at the backyard of his home, but it was guarded by two soldiers.

"Your Highness!"

Seeing Zhu Gaoxu's arrival, one of the two soldiers opened the door, and the other stepped forward to lead Zhu Gaoxu's horse and help him dismount.

"What are you..." Zhu Gaoxu thought it was Lao Zhu's arrangement, but he didn't want the soldiers to help him dismount and explained at the same time:
"The Duke has returned from Zhejiang and is waiting for you in the study."

"Uncle?" Hearing that Xu Huizu was back, Zhu Gaoxu thanked him and walked towards the courtyard.

After he walked away, two soldiers led Chi Huan into the stable. At the same time, they couldn't help but look at Zhu Gaoxu's back and talk:

"Sure enough, the brothers in the institute are right. His Highness is indeed very polite to us."

"It's your business to be polite. Don't overdo it. The sticks in the room are not for decoration."

"That's... of course I know, but I just think it's a bit rare to have such a highness who treats us well. I heard that His Highness King Yi in the palace blinded a brother of Jinwu Guard with a slingshot and was still laughing on the sidelines. Compared with this one, that’s really…”

"Shh...don't say it!"

"Hey, good..."

While the two soldiers were discussing, Zhu Gaoxu also walked to the study room of the main house and saw Xu Huizu, who was wearing a coiled collar robe and sitting upright reading a book.

He has not changed much since more than a month ago. When Zhu Gaoxu saw him, he bowed respectfully: "Uncle."

"Well... I heard you are back." Xu Huizu did not put down the book in his hand, but simply responded, obviously focusing on the book in his hand.

Seeing this, Zhu Gaoxu moved a chair and sat in front of the desk. At the same time, he glanced at the book in Xu Huizu's hand.

That book was the "General Essentials of the Martial Arts" annotated by Zhu Gaoxu.

The uncle and nephew sat like this until a quarter of an hour later, Xu Huizu put down the book in his hand and looked at Zhu Gaoxu with full appreciation in his eyes.

"It seems that you have made great progress in the past month or so, and you can actually annotate the "Martial Classics General Essentials" so clearly."

As he spoke, Xu Huizu's eyes changed and he shook his head with a hint of regret:
"It's no wonder that my grandson would target you like this..."

(End of this chapter)