Zhu Yuanzhang can see my dreams

Chapter 352: King's Whiteness
Zhu Yuanzhang simply said that from the very beginning in the fairyland, when he saw the fourth son ascend the throne to become emperor, he was very dissatisfied.

Why didn't the Ming Dynasty pass on as he had envisioned?

Because of this, he had many misunderstandings about his eldest grandson Xiongying and the fourth son.

Now it seems that Zhu Yunwen is not a good person and, most importantly, he is overthrowing Zhu Yuanzhang's policies, which makes him even more dissatisfied.

Now Zhu Yuanzhang's resentment was focused on Zhu Yunwen alone.

Even if he could not change the outcome of his eldest son Zhu Biao's death, he would not make Zhu Yunwen the crown prince.

What he did really disappointed Zhu Yuanzhang.

"I can understand."

Wang Buli nodded slightly and didn't say much.

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed deeply. How could Wang Buli possibly empathize with such a thing?

After all, this is something that the Zhu family needs to worry about for generations to come.

Although a new emperor appoints new ministers, royal relatives like Wang Buli will inevitably enjoy wealth and glory as long as they do not participate in rebellion.

The only variable is that this kid is obsessed with things in the fairyland. I don’t know if he can pass this thing on to his son?
Zhu Yuanzhang thought this was unrealistic, and then asked, "How do you think Biao'er died?"

"what?"

Wang Buli was stunned for a moment, and then he understood why there were only the two of them here, even Zhu Biao, whom he always liked, was not present.

The stove in the hall was so warm that it made people sweat slightly.

So he pretended to consider and said, "Your Majesty, apart from death from illness, a crown prince will not encounter any other risks, right?"

"Yes."

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed and said, "I have not told anyone else about this except you."

Wang Buli immediately showed a look of doubt on his face. Could it be that you would hide this from Queen Ma?

Wang Buli could understand why he kept the matter hidden from Zhu Biao. After all, if he told Zhu Biao the result now, it would easily make him discouraged.

Seeing Wang Buli's disbelief, Zhu Yuanzhang said leisurely, "Too many people know about it, and there will always be someone who lets it slip."

"But doesn't the prince know that he can enter the fairyland?"

Listening to Wang Buli's question, Zhu Yuanzhang sighed: "He knows, but he can't take the initiative to enter. He needs to be led in by me."

"Oh, I see."

Now it was Wang Buli's turn to suddenly realize that the rest of the people could be brought in by Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Your Majesty, have you ever tried how to lead a group? How many people can you lead at most?"

"Before, I had to hold their hands to enter, but last time, the fourth brother was with me, and I didn't have time to hold Biao'er's hand before we entered the fairyland together. I never understood what happened."

Wang Buli didn't understand either. He could only make an analogy that it used to be manual, but now it has become a magnetic field induction type.

"This is the first time I have entered the fairyland since you were injured."

Wang Buli nodded slightly. It seemed that his previous actions still had an impact on Zhu Yuanzhang.

Otherwise, how could he see the future of the Ming Dynasty?
"From now on, don't try to find the answers you want in the fairyland at will. It is too dangerous."

Zhu Yuanzhang warned Wang Buli again that since the great cause had not yet been accomplished, it was not possible for him to pry into the secrets of heaven at will, and he should just let nature take its course.

Wang Buli said that he remembered Zhu Yuanzhang's teachings and would never try to pry into the secrets of heaven again, otherwise he would easily suffer backlash.

This result was something I had never expected.

It was so frightening that I almost thought I had died young.

Wang Buli said that he was also scared and would never be so impulsive again in the future.

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly, thinking that it was extremely important for Wang Buli to live peacefully and take him into the fairyland to continue to spy on the future of the Ming Dynasty.

"Your Majesty, then I shall go home?"

"Ah."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and did not keep Wang Buli for long.

Today's incident has given everyone a sense of awareness. I know what you know.

Wang Buli also knew that Zhu Yuanzhang did not tell him some of the things he saw.

After entering the fairyland so many times, Zhu Yuanzhang must have seen a lot of things about the future of the Ming Dynasty, right?

Wang Buli walked out of the closed door slowly, and couldn't help but feel the cold wind outside stinging his face, and snowflakes were floating.

In just a short while, the outside of the palace began to be hung with white.

Wang Buli subconsciously felt that Zhu Yuanzhang knew the outcome of Chongzhen's hanging, and that the Ming Dynasty did not last forever as he had imagined. Would he be defeated?

Thinking of this, Wang Buli couldn't help but raise his voice.

Zhu Biao was standing on one side of the hall wearing a long coat. He really didn't expect that Wang Buli would come out so soon.

The person in charge of recording daily records was not allowed to enter.

So no one knows what the king and his minister said.

"Brother Prince."

Wang Buli suppressed the expression on his face and saluted Zhu Biao.

"No thanks." Zhu Biao stood aside and said, "Let me take you there."

"also."

The two of them walked down the stairs together. The eunuch behind them wanted to hold up an umbrella to protect them from the heavy snow, mainly for Zhu Biao.

But Zhu Biao refused, and he also wanted to talk to Wang Buli.

"Did Dad tell you everything?"

Wang Buli squinted his eyes slightly to prevent the snow from drifting in, and exhaled:

"Do you think it's possible, Prince?"

Zhu Biao understood in his heart that there were some things that his father would not tell him, so how could he tell Wang Buli?
"So you guys just had a quick chat?"

"correct."

Wang Buli put his hands into his sleeves and walked slowly:
"What else can we talk about? We all know only a little bit about it and we have to keep it a secret. There's not much to say."

Zhu Biao fell silent again. He was a complete outsider in this matter.

"What do you think of the future of Ming Dynasty?"

Wang Buli stopped and stood in the square, looking at Zhu Biao and said with a smile:

"Brother Prince, this question is too difficult, but the truth is, it's just like looking at dynasties from ancient times to the present, from the beginning to the glory to the decline and then to the last glimmer of glory until the end. This law of history is difficult to change."

"Even if there is help from the fairyland, it won't work?"

"People can succeed with the help of external forces." Wang Buli stretched out his hand to catch the snow:
"But can you guarantee that every emperor of the Ming Dynasty will have the same ideas about governing the country as you do?
Or will the descendants be as wise and powerful as the founding emperor, and sit there diligently to handle state affairs?"

Zhu Biao looked quite lonely.

He had indeed received the answer from the fairyland that the only relatively diligent emperor was indeed the last one.

Unfortunately, diligent governance did not change the fate of the Ming Dynasty, as the situation was already too bad to be reversed by then.

Zhu Biao felt that his father was sometimes harsh towards the people, but he would always educate them that he himself came from the common people, and that after taking power, he should not waste the people's energy on a large scale.

He always cracked down on the rich who subsidized the common people, and allowed the common people to go to the capital to file complaints.

The later emperors of the Ming Dynasty almost abolished this kind of thing, and it was manipulated by the officials.

In recent years, through some knowledge about the fairyland, Zhu Yuanzhang has made many countermeasures.

But in the end it still has to be people.

Which dynasty can guarantee to produce wise rulers from generation to generation?

It's simply wishful thinking.

Not everyone is suited to be a guard dog.

"Human power is limited, but the laws of nature are determined."

Zhu Biao sighed slowly.

"That's true." Wang Buli watched the snowflakes melt in his palms:
"The only solution is to do well in the present, so that at least the time for future generations to squander their wealth will be longer, and they will disappear in the long river of history just like this snowflake."

After Zhu Biao sighed, he immediately asked:
"I think so too. What do you think about our father abolishing the prime minister system?"

After a sudden turn, Wang Buli put his hands back into his sleeves:

"There will definitely be a new system to fill this power vacuum, but I think that while it will prevent the emperor from being seized by powerful ministers, it will also increase the time the emperor has to handle government affairs.

According to my thinking, it is impossible for the younger generation to surpass the older generation, so once an emperor who is lazy in government affairs appears, the imperial power and the power of the prime minister will fall into the hands of others. "Zhu Biao looked at Wang Buli seriously, if he hadn't confirmed that he didn't know about the future of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Biao really suspected that Wang Buli set up the cabinet to assist the emperor after seeing that the Ming Dynasty had no prime minister.

Now the emperor has no intention of setting up a cabinet, but he has promoted four minor officials to assist him in some government affairs.

But Zhu Biao had to admit that Wang Buli seemed to have been touched on the head by an immortal, and his ways of thinking about many things were very different from theirs.

This vision alone is something that many people cannot match.

"Is there any way to solve the problem of eunuchs' disorderly politics?"

"Only if the emperor works hard can that be possible." Wang Buli saw that Zhu Biao meant that he might as well not say anything, so he added, "Limit the number and rank of eunuchs, and at the same time, don't let eunuchs control eunuchs."

Zhu Biao had no idea what these old sayings meant, but when he heard that eunuchs should not be allowed to manage eunuchs, he immediately looked at Wang Buli and said, "Brother-in-law, what do you mean?"

"I heard that the eunuchs in the palace all want to adopt godsons to ensure that they will have someone to mourn their old age. Once this kind of relationship occurs, it is difficult not to have a chain of interests and everyone will fight against each other."

Wang Buli paced slowly again: "So the best way is not to let eunuchs manage eunuchs, but to find an intermediary agency to control them, but this agency must be trusted by Your Majesty."

Zhu Biao followed him and thought about it, and accompanied him all the way to the palace gate.

Wang Buli stopped and saluted Zhu Biao: "It's cold, Prince, please go back."

Zhu Biao stood with his hands behind his back, watching Wang Buli's actions, and couldn't help laughing and asked, "Do you have anything to say to me?"

Wang Buli looked at him and saw that there was snow on his hat. He couldn't help laughing and said:

"I've heard people say that people with great virtue will have the destiny of becoming a king and adding white to the throne, so I'll give it to you, Prince."

"King plus white?"

Zhu Biao watched Wang Buli enter the carriage and couldn't help laughing, "You are just saying it knowingly."

It is rumored that Yao Guangxiao gave these four words to Zhu Di.

Wang Buli only knew this after seeing the successful conclusion of Yongzheng's bid for the throne.

But it must be said that Zhu Biao was very happy to hear Wang Buli's words.

Wang Buli sat in the carriage, took the small stove for warming his hands from Jiang Huan, and said:

"I'm tired, so I'll go back to the princess's mansion instead of the temple."

"Yes."

Jiang Huan responded.

When he got home, Zhu Mingxiu was teasing his son.

He was pulling a golden tiger carriage.

It is actually made of copper. It hasn’t rusted much and hasn’t turned bronze yet.

Wang Buli picked up his son and teased him for a while, while Zhu Mingxiu laughed beside him.

Since having a child, Zhu Mingxiu has become less introverted and more extroverted.

After pretending to be sick, Wang Buli gained certain privileges.

I have finally been lying around at home leisurely for a few years. Now I just stroll around at work and do nothing.

I don't even wait for the work or leave time, I just go when I want.

"I'm not feeling well today, let Hua take care of you."

Zhu Mingxiu looked at Wang Buli fiddling with her son, and she didn't mind having other women. They were all her maids anyway, and most of them had taken care of her since she was a child.

"That's not impossible." Wang Buli said leisurely:

"It's mainly because the weather has been cold lately, so I don't really want to bother taking a shower or anything like that."

After Zhu Biao returned, he saw his father still there in deep thought, so he just walked over to his seat, picked up the memorial again and continued to review it.

At this time, without the emperor's order, the eunuchs and palace maids serving him did not enter the hall.

Even the historians in charge of the daily records could not allow it to be included.

Zhu Yuanzhang sat there warming himself by the fire and asked leisurely, "What did you two talk about? It took you quite a long time."

"Let's talk about abolishing the prime minister system."

Zhu Biao smiled without even looking up and said, "My brother-in-law's way of thinking about things is always much better than others. I have observed the court for several years and have never found a person as ordinary as my brother-in-law."

"I know it."

Zhu Yuanzhang responded.

He always thought that the story of a wise minister in his dream was fake until he met Wang Buli.

This kid's head is full of ideas, as if nothing can be difficult for him, except for replicating the fairy artifacts in the fairyland.

Such things seemed unrealistic to Zhu Yuanzhang.

"It's just that our son-in-law is very thoughtful and has been keeping secrets all the time. It's difficult for him to open up to others. I understand that."

Zhu Yuanzhang flipped his hands and said, "He is just a person who is greedy for enjoyment and has no great ambitions."

However, Zhu Biao felt that what his father said was obviously nonsense.

If Wang Buli wasn't like this, would you be able to sleep peacefully on weekdays?
Fortunately, this kid is a person who is content with enjoying life, otherwise Zhu Biao would not be sure what will happen to Wang Buli in the future.

"That's the kind of person my brother-in-law is."

Zhu Biao snorted and agreed:
"They have smart brains but they don't use them in the right way. They always think about how to be lazy and how to make their lives better."

The father and son looked at each other in silence, one continued to warm himself by the fire, while the other continued to review memorials.

There were many memorials piled on Zhu Biao's desk and at his feet, and the same was true for Zhu Yuanzhang.

Fortunately, both father and son are of the type who can sit still and handle state affairs calmly without feeling tired.

Wang Buli continued to go on duty leisurely, and even went to Ye Qinhuai, a place he hadn't been to for a long time, to listen to a song.

By the way, take a look at Luo Guanzhong’s latest creation.

Lao Luo has always produced a lot.

"Lao Luo."

Wang Buli looked at his manuscript and said with a smile, "You have lost a lot of weight again."

Luo Guanzhong poured tea for Wang Buli and said, "My dear Prince Consort, if you hadn't come here today, I would have thought that you liked to stay in the house like me."

"Hey, I was just resting at home, but now the court is in turmoil, and His Majesty called me out to fight."

Wang Buli blew the tea foam in the cup and asked: "How is your business?"

"A lot of books have been sold, thanks to the storyteller Ye Qinhuai has good ventriloquism." Luo Guanzhong chuckled a few times:
"Everyone likes to read Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Many people think Song Jiang is a coward and don't want so many heroes to follow him. I think there are imitations of it."

Wang Buli also smiled. He didn't expect that there would be a Water Margin fan fiction here.

Luo Guanzhong had no copyright awareness at this time. Instead, he thought it was good that someone was writing about his master's type, which would increase his popularity.

It was unrealistic to talk about copyright at this time, so Wang Buli just joked:
"Congratulations, I also think Song Jiang's behavior is not pleasant. It's encouraging to mention an anti-poem, but what he actually did was cowardly."

"Ah."

Luo Guanzhong has been obsessed with writing in recent years, and he was quite pleased with Wang Buli's remarks.

At least the books he wrote were able to be published smoothly, he had no worries about food and clothing, and he even had some extra money to do what he wanted.

"Two days ago, the yamen runners came to question me. I was still very scared. It was said that the book Romance of the Three Kingdoms was found in Hu Weiyong's mansion. How could I know when it was sold to him? Moreover, why would the prime minister of the Ming Dynasty come to buy the book in person?"

After hearing the news, Wang Buli took a sip of tea and slowly put it down:
"Lao Luo, you are just a writer, not Zhang Shicheng's strategist. No matter who comes to investigate, they will say the same thing. Don't be afraid. They just want to expand the scope so that they can gain merit."

"Ah."

Luo Guanzhong agreed verbally, but he was still a little afraid in his heart.

This kind of thing is not a big deal, but you may be labeled as an accomplice and lose your head.

"I remember."

Wang Buli strolled around the bookstore for a while, stood at the door and chatted with Luo Guanzhong for a while, then left under the protection of Jiang Huan and others.

Luo Guanzhong went out to see him off, watched Wang Buli get into the carriage, glanced at the vendor who was still selling food in the cold wind not far away, and then went back to the house.

He just wanted to find Wang Buli to stand up for him and warn others that not everyone can throw dirty water on him.

Wang Buli was sitting in the carriage and didn't think there was anything wrong with Luo Guanzhong asking him to stand for a while.

However, Hu Weiyong's case of rebellion continued to implicate other people. Wang Buli was unsure for a moment whether it was instructed by Zhu Yuanzhang or Zhu Biao, or whether his subordinates wanted to show off and did this.

"Jiang Huan, do you have any connections in the Jinyiwei?"

Hearing this, Jiang Huan, who had been serving Wang Buli, widened his eyes slightly, then suppressed them again and whispered, "What does the Prince Consort want to find out?"

(End of this chapter)