Chapter 441: The Poor Monk’s Dharma Name: Dao Yan
"After all, you didn't do anything wrong. Putting the interests of our Zhu family first, there must be no problem."

"I am talking to you about this matter because I want you to stand upright like a man. You are the King of Qin in the Ming Dynasty, and you are our son, so you must behave accordingly."

"What's the harm in breaking the sky?"

"You have us protecting you, your elder brother below, and even if things go bad, your mother will back you up. What do you have to be afraid of?"

With that said, Zhu Yuanzhang patted the other party's shoulder heavily and said firmly: "Do what you think is right!"

"No one will blame you! Including us."

"Forget it this time, pay more attention in the future and learn from your fourth brother. You two brothers have very similar temperaments. Although the fourth brother is not as mature as you, he is more responsible than you."

"Responsibility and responsibility are essential things for a man."

"We hope you can understand this soon."

"The sooner the better."

"Only when you understand responsibility and responsibility can you grow into a true king!"

"A king who will forever rule the Ming Dynasty and whose reputation will shock the world."

Zhu Yuanzhang showed a wry smile: "When the time comes, your mother and I will be able to rest in peace."

"You brothers can learn from each other's strengths and help each other, so that you can protect the Ming Dynasty for us."

"By the way, if you have any questions you don't understand, you can also ask Mr. Lin directly for advice. There's nothing embarrassing about putting down your dignity. Even we can put down our airs, but you little brat can't?"

"What? Your cards are bigger than ours? Is that what you mean?"

This statement came out.

Zhu Jingtao's head was like a rattle, he didn't dare to answer the words at all, and he had mixed feelings for no reason.

I can't explain why, but I just don't feel comfortable.

The eldest brother will be the emperor in the future, so he will always be the number one among the brothers. This is what his father has taught him for many years.

But now he is reduced to learning from his fourth brother?
What is this thing called?

Could I be any more cowardly?
The more Zhu Ping thought about it, the angrier he became, and he clenched his fists unconsciously.

But he took a deep breath, suppressed the resentment in his heart, forced a smile, and said what Zhu Yuanzhang liked to hear.

"Dad, my son has remembered it. Please rest assured that your son will work hard in the future and live up to your expectations."

"Be a good son, be a good prince, and do my best to solve problems for you and my elder brother."

"My son realizes his mistake, please punish me."

The words have not yet fallen.

Zhu Ming knelt down calmly, bent down and kowtowed, his gestures full of respect.

See this.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were filled with relief and he couldn't help but nod. He was particularly impressed by his son's expression and experienced the joy of educating his children calmly.

There is no need to yell at the top of your voice, the children have grown up and have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. They can fully follow the parenting methods taught by Lin Che.

In this way, there will be no excessive suppression, no breeding of hatred, and no loss of spirituality.

Very wonderful.

Wonderful.

However, little did he know that Zhu Xi was just pretending to deal with his old father's preaching, but actually he didn't listen at all.

There was silence for a while.

"no."

"Get up quickly."

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand in a very cool manner, signaling his son who was kneeling on his knees, his face full of undisguised joy.

"A person's life can be changed in a blink of an eye."

"If you don't immerse yourself in catching up, you won't be as good as others. Instead of blaming others and feeling sorry for yourself, why not keep your head high and march forward bravely."

"We are already emperors and we still have to study every day, let alone you little brats."

"Being unruly and being open-minded are not outstanding. Asking for advice with an open mind is to become more unruly in the future."

"Can you understand what we say?"

Faced with Zhu Yuanzhang's constant nagging, Zhu Xi stood up and served him tea, and responded respectfully: "This is my father, I will bear this in mind." "If there are any things you don't understand and you have unclear questions, just put them down." The so-called face, go to Mr. Lin and humbly ask for advice."

"Learning martial arts comes first, and those who master it become teachers."

"My previous attitude was not correct enough."

"It won't be like this again."

After hearing Zhu Xiangyan's resolute assurance, Zhu Yuanzhang stretched out his hand to take the tea cup, and then took a satisfying sip to moisten his throat.

Extremely comfortable from the inside out.

My mood immediately improved a lot.

Snapped!
A slap on the thigh.

Zhu Yuanzhang leaned on the chair, not wanting to embarrass the child any more, and waved his hand lightly: "Well said, this is our son, nothing else, you go back first, remember what I told you. Don't forget , I will make you Ningya happy when I look back."

Zhu Xi was unmoved when he heard this, just gave a faint salute, and then quickly left the imperial study room, not wanting to stay for a moment longer.

When the footsteps gradually faded away, Zhu Yuanzhang withdrew his gaze and started reviewing the memorial again, muttering in his mouth: |
"This brat is quite sensible."

"Okay, great."

……

After Zhu Ping left the palace, Pegasus returned to Prince Qin's Mansion.

Stop at the gate.

He turned over and dismounted and spat hard.

I just feel like I have nowhere to vent my anger, and I feel a hundred dissatisfactions in my heart.

And this time.

A monk in black robes walked quietly behind him, clasped his hands and bowed slightly.

"Amitabha, may I ask if the donor is His Highness the King of Qin?"

Zhu Ping turned around at the sound, very impatient.

Don't wait for a reply.

The monk took the initiative to introduce him: "The poor monk's name is Dao Yan."

"I have met His Highness."

Hear the other person introduce themselves.

Zhu Xi couldn't help but frown, full of impatience, but because of the strange looks from passers-by, he didn't directly order anyone to send him away.

After all, his father, Zhu Yuanzhang, cares most about his image in the minds of the people. He has strict requirements and is not allowed to leave a bad impression for anything.

Otherwise, the whole family will deal with u.

Naturally, Zhu Ping had no intention of challenging his father's authority.

"Monk? Where are you from? What's the matter?"

With that said, Zhu Xi untied the purse from his waist, grabbed a handful of coins and handed them over without looking.

When the people saw this, they couldn't help but praise him, saying that His Highness loves the people like a son, and is worthy of being the King of Ming Dynasty and Qin Dynasty.

The vague chatter around him made Zhu Ping feel particularly happy, but he still kept his expression calm and his heart not beating, maintaining an inscrutable image.

He stared for a while.

The monk clasped his hands together and remained motionless. He was unmoved by the copper coins handed over and did not even open his eyes.

Zhu Xiang looked unhappy and inexplicably angry, wondering if he thought he was underpaid?

Greedy bitch.

When you beg for food, you think it’s sour?
Who got used to this bad habit?

Just when Zhu Fang was about to greet his men, the monk suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze piercing and aura deep and cold.

"Amitabha, the young monk is from Tianjie Temple, but he is not here for alms."

"Your Highness has misunderstood!"

(End of this chapter)

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