Daming: I am the most powerful emperor grandson, please abdicate the throne

Chapter 468 Only the love between father and son, review step by step
  night.

The reunion dinner officially begins.

Zhu Yuanzhang not only invited all the princes and grandsons back, but also invited some important officials into the palace to bathe in Tian's grace, so that they could better serve the old Zhu family.

The minister who received the invitation was so excited that he knelt down to thank him.

The family reunion dinner started in the Royal Garden, where a snow shelter had been set up long ago, the ground was cleaned, and there was no snow left.

In addition, tables, chairs and other things were gradually brought up.

Xu Xingzu led the people in the imperial dining room who were very busy in the imperial dining room. The amount of food to be prepared tonight was relatively large, and insulation and other considerations needed to be taken into consideration. There were hundreds of people working together in the entire imperial dining room, and there were still some shortages of manpower. Feel.

This was the first time for a reunion dinner of this scale in so many years, and they were not very used to it for a while.

Not long after nightfall, the princes and grandsons all arrived.

The invited ministers came earlier, and they had to express their attitude. It would not work if they were not early.

When everyone arrived, Zhu Xuan followed Lao Zhu to the imperial garden to meet other imperial uncles and cousins.

Naturally, everyone wanted to salute again, but they were quickly stopped by Lao Zhu.

"Today is just a casual meal, no need to be polite."

It is rare for Zhu Yuanzhang to be super easy-going and said again: "Everyone, sit down! Xu Xingzu, are you ready?"

"Back to Your Majesty, everything is ready."

"Then let's get started, don't let the food get cold."

Zhu Yuanzhang issued an order.

Xu Xingzu said excitedly: "Let's start, let's serve wine and food."

The people from the Shangri-La Supervisor came in in groups, carrying various kinds of wine and food in their hands, and placed them on everyone's tables and chairs.

"Grandpa Huang, my grandson wants to go downstairs."

Zhu Xuan felt quite pressured to have dinner with Lao Zhu at the same table.

In all the previous family reunion dinners, he had escaped first and ran down to play with Uncle Twenty.

"Go!"

Zhu Yuanzhang understood what Guaisun was thinking, so of course he agreed.

Watching Zhu Xuan leave, Zhu Yuanzhang announced that the reunion dinner had officially begun.

Zhu Xuan sat next to Zhu Song and greeted Zhu Song's Princess Han and several younger cousins.

In fact, Xu Miaojin also came in and sat next to Xu Huizu. Zhu Xuan looked back for a while. After seeing his little wife, he decisively abandoned Zhu Song and turned back to find Xu Miaojin.

"You care more about sex than Uncle Twenty."

When Zhu Song saw his nephew running away, he couldn't help but laugh and complain.

Princess Han next to them also laughed, but they were still very happy to have a good relationship with Zhu Xuan.

"younger brother."

Xu Miaojin saw it and waved happily.

As for Xu Huizu and the others, they were about to salute, but Zhu Xuan told them not to be polite and just be casual.

Next, everyone toasted Zhu Yuanzhang and said some New Year blessings and so on.

"Grandpa Huang, we have prepared a gift for you."

Seeing that it was almost done, Zhu Di pushed Zhu Gaoxu.

The two brothers understood what to do, picked up a painting and sent it to Lao Zhu.

"Is it a painting?"

Zhu Yuanzhang saw it and asked, "Can you open it and take a look?"

Zhu Gaoxu nodded and said, "Of course."

Zhu Yuanzhang opened it and saw a tiger painted on it, surrounded by a group of tiger cubs.

The big tiger is walking, and the little tiger is following behind.

The big tiger turned back and looked at the little tiger.

Although the painter is not very good, he painted the care and hope of the big tigers for the little tigers.

"What a painting!" Zhu Yuanzhang admired it carefully and praised: "This painting is good, you are thoughtful."

Zhu Gaoxu smiled and said, "As long as Grandpa Huang likes it."

Zhu Gaosui said: "Originally we wanted to paint it by ourselves, but all these years we only went to the north to fight the Tatars for the emperor, and spent a long time wielding swords and guns. We couldn't learn any painting skills, so we had to buy them outside. "

"Ha ha……"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled happily and said, "As long as you have your heart set on it, you don't necessarily need to draw it yourself."

But their gift-giving performance was not over yet.

"When we bought the painting, the shop owner said that the painting should be accompanied by a poem."

"But my grandson dare not say anything, for fear that Grandpa Huang will be angry."

Zhu Gaoxu said cautiously and looked at Lao Zhu again.

An angry poem?

Zhu Yuanzhang thought for a while and found that he was in a good mood today. Even if it was an anti-poem, he would not be angry and said: "Just say it, no matter what the poem is, we will not be angry."

"Is such that."

It was Zhu Gaosui's turn to speak, and said: "The tiger is the supreme beast, and you don't dare to offend its anger. Only the love between father and son can be reviewed step by step."

When it was all said and done, they felt nervous.

Grandpa Huang said he would not be angry, but they felt that Grandpa Huang was moody and might get angry later.

Other princes, grandsons, and various ministers all looked at Lao Zhu, fearing that Lao Zhu would be really angry.

After listening to this poem, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the content on the scroll again.

I just feel that the combination of poetry and painting is indeed a perfect match. The tiger is so ferocious, but he also cares about the relationship between father and son. He, Lao Zhu, is like the tiger in the painting. No matter how ferocious he is, no matter how ruthless he kills, what he cares about in the end is still the relationship between father and son. .

He has always been a person who valued family ties.

"That old guy Wang Guangyang didn't do well as prime minister, so he was slaughtered by us."

"But I have to admit that he wrote this poem very well."

"We accept this painting."

"Your gifts are very nice."

Zhu Yuanzhang rolled up the scroll with satisfaction.

This poem is called "Painting a Tiger" and was written by the former Prime Minister Wang Guangyang. However, the grass on Wang Guangyang's grave has been changed several times, but the poem can still be passed down, and Lao Zhu happened to have read it.

He was very satisfied with the content of the poem.

Precisely because it was written by Wang Guangyang, they were so nervous, fearing that Lao Zhu would be angry.

"Thank you, Grandpa Huang!"

Brother Zhu Gaoxu heard this and said in unison.

Then, he retreated.

As a result, the other princes and grandsons looked at Zhu Di's family with very resentful eyes.

It’s a wonderful reunion dinner. What gifts do you give your family?
  The most important thing is that the gift given made Zhu Yuanzhang very happy, and his song "Drawing a Tiger" pierced his heart.

They didn't prepare any gifts and didn't know what to give. It was very embarrassing for a while.

Zhu Di ignored their embarrassment and looked at the two Zhu Gaoxu brothers with admiration.

Zhu Gaochi sighed, feeling that his father was messing up again.

The other ministers looked at Zhu Di with a strange feeling at this time. Zhu Yunzhen was gone, but King Yan seemed to be still possible.

Only Zhu Yunwen didn't feel anything about what happened just now. He sat quietly in the corner, drinking and eating, not caring at all.

"Fourth uncle can do it!"

When Zhu Xuan saw this, he secretly thought: "It seems that meeting Zhu Gaoxu and the others during the day was not an accident or chance encounter, but a very deliberate arrangement."

He saw through his fourth uncle's thoughts.

But he didn't care, the fourth uncle could only lower the emperor's vigilance, and the reward was that as long as the fourth uncle stopped messing around, the emperor would not do anything to Yan Fan.

(End of this chapter)