Ming Dynasty: The ghost betrays the Confucian sage, my son Zhu Yuanzhang

Chapter 32 Zhu Yuanzhang’s old blood: Zhu Di, the traitor
Prime Minister's House.

The heavy rain outside finally lightened up.

Li Shanchang, who was reading in the study, put down his book and opened the window. The breeze blew on his face, instantly taking him away from the world in the book.

"A stormy and murderous night." He smiled coldly.

At this time, a man in black robe hurriedly walked from the corridor, and the rain on his body left a series of wet footprints on the corridor.

The man in black robe came to the window and bowed to Li Shanchang: "Prime Minister, we are defeated tonight. The four great Dharma kings of Mingjiao are dead. Zhu Liangzu's son Zhu Xian has one arm cut off. His life and death are unknown."

"What?" Li Shanda was shocked.

The man in black robe quickly explained the situation of tonight's battle in detail.

After hearing this, Li Shanchang froze on the spot. After a long while, he slowly said: "Three thousand archers couldn't kill him? This man is brave and resourceful. Perhaps only Chang Yuchun can match him."

"After tonight, no one can challenge him."

The man in black robe sighed helplessly, with a solemn expression and a deep frown, "Xiangguo, how should we deal with Qianjin Terrace? Fourth Master Zhu's next target must be Qianjin Terrace."

"The Thousand Gold Platform is my money bag and must not be lost." Li Shanchang said coldly.

"With Fourth Master Zhu's temperament, he will kill him directly." The man in black robe smiled bitterly, "Qianjintai's current strength is far behind his Beggar Gang."

"Then let the imperial court kill him first." Li Shanchang chuckled, "Didn't he break Zhu Xian's arm? Can Zhu Liangzu swallow this breath?"

"Yes, Zhu Liangzu listens to you, Prime Minister." The man in black robe said, "If the plan is good, then Fourth Master Zhu will not be an enemy of ten thousand people after all. Tonight, Zhu Liangzu should not talk nonsense at the beginning and just shoot the arrow."

"You go back first." Li Shanchang waved his hand, "I will make a good plan."

The black robe bowed his head and turned around.

Li Shanchang looked coldly and snorted: "Fourth Master Zhu? The capital does not allow such an awesome person to exist."

……

The next day, Wenhua Hall.

Mao Xiang, the commander of the Jinyiwei, came to report to Zhu Yuanzhang the situation of last night's battle after his morning visit.

After Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he had a look of disbelief on his face.

"Three thousand archers failed to stop him?" He confirmed repeatedly.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Mao Xiang was still filled with excitement and vividly described the scene last night, "At that time, I was almost going to take the royal guards with me. Fourth Master Zhu said, 'Even if there are tens of thousands of people, I will go.' I was shocked by his demeanor and his majestic appearance."

"That's so overbearing." Zhu Yuanzhang said, "It is said that 'the bravery of Yu is unparalleled throughout the ages.' This old man is comparable to Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu."

"From now on, no one can challenge him." Mao Xiang said, "Master Zhu is the overlord of the dark forces in the capital."

"Not necessarily!" Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, "Didn't he break Zhu Xian's arm? Zhu Liangzu would not let him go. Humph, Zhu Liangzu was so brave. He colluded with Jianghu forces and even mobilized troops privately."

"Your Majesty, do you want me to catch him?" Mao Xiang asked.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes flashed with light, and after thinking for a moment, he said:

"We suspect that Zhu Liangzu is not the only person who colludes with the secret forces in the capital. This time, he just took the opportunity to hook out the officials in the DPRK and China who were hiding behind the secret forces."

"You Jin Yiwei, don't take action yet, let them fight. Remember one thing, at the critical moment, protect Fourth Master Zhu's safety."

Mao Xiangzhao ordered.

Zhu Yuanzhang explained a few more words in detail, and then Mao Xiang exited the hall.

Zhu Biao, who had been standing aside silently, asked doubtfully: "Father, is Fourth Master Zhu a relative of our Zhu family?"

"Why do you ask?"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled. He wanted to say that it might be Grandpa Qi, but he couldn't say anything for sure yet. He waved his hand and said, "That's Lao Si's master."

"The fourth child came back yesterday and boasted to me for a long time about how great his master is." Zhu Biao said with a smile.

"Then that bastard is back?" Zhu Yuanzhang stood up suddenly, "Let's go to the main hall."

He thought of his two bags of gold, which Zhu Di had used to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha.

With all the personal money I finally saved, I had to beat that kid.

……

Main hall.

Today happened to be the day for Song Lian to check everyone's studies. The method was simple, that is, he randomly checked a few princes' endorsements and then expressed his understanding of the books. Zhu Yuanzhang came over angrily, and when he got to the door, he took off his shoehorn, intending to beat someone.

"Father, father, Mr. Song is here." Zhu Biao quickly grabbed him.

"That's fine. Later, if the fourth child can't recite it, I'll beat him up, and none of you can stop me." Zhu Yuanzhang said angrily.

Zhu Biao held up his forehead.

I thought to myself, why did this fourth child offend his father again?

"See your majesty." Song Lian saw Zhu Yuanzhang coming in and quickly paid homage.

"Mr. Song, please continue." Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at his sons, "If they can't recite it today, I will beat them myself."

Zhu Xi, Zhu Fan immediately panicked, and the youngest Zhu Di held his head high, looking confident.

Song Lian pointed at him directly and said: "Fourth Prince, let's start with you. Start memorizing the Ren chapter in The Analects of Confucius."

Zhu Di did not hesitate and opened his mouth:
Confucius said: Benevolence is beauty, but if you choose not to be benevolent, how can you know? Confucius said: Those who are unkind cannot stay together for a long time, and cannot enjoy themselves happily.

A benevolent person is at ease with benevolence, and a wise person is beneficial to benevolence.

……

He finished reciting it very smoothly.

Zhu Yuanzhang shook the shoehorn in his hand but did not use it.

"If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening." Song Lian asked, "Do you know what it means?"

"It means that if you find out the enemy's route in the morning, you will kill him at night." Zhu Di spread his hands and said.

Song Lian: "???"

Zhu Yuanzhang: "???"

Zhu Biao: "???"

This was the first time they heard this.

Zhu Di blinked and felt very proud: "Do you know the meaning of 'Now that you have come, I will bury you well'? That means 'Now that you are here, I will bury you well'."

Song Lian was so angry that he cried out:

"Hey! How dare you blaspheme the saints so much."

"The ancient holy teachings mean to bring peace to people when they arrive, and to show the way of benevolence. How can you be disobedient and misinterpret its meaning?"

"The words of the sages will be taught to all generations. As a descendant of the emperor, you should uphold virtue and do good, abide by Confucianism and Taoism, and uphold morality. But you dare to insult the sages with rebellious words. This is tolerable, but it is intolerable."

He didn't care that the other party was a prince, and was so angry that his face turned red.

Zhu Yuanzhang secretly shouted that it was just right and seized this opportunity to beat the fourth child violently. He immediately took off his shoehorn and headed towards Zhu Di.

"Young man, I can't beat you to death today." He put down his shoehorn.

Zhu Di raised his buttocks and let him hit him.

During this period of physical training, his skin was rough and his flesh was thick, so he didn't feel any pain at all.

"Who taught you these rebellious words?" Song Lian asked.

"My master." Zhu Di spread his hands, "Sir, my master learned everything from actual combat."

"You, you..." Song Lian was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

Zhu Biao quickly went over to support him, fearing that he would faint from anger.

clap clap clap!
After Zhu Yuanzhang beat him several times in a row, he seemed to change hands.

"Father, it's almost done." Zhu Di turned around and said.

"Humph!" Zhu Yuanzhang snorted and thought of his two bags of gold again.

He shoehorned it in.

puff!
Zhu Di farted loudly, and Zhu Yuanzhang was the first to bear the brunt.

"Quickly, call the imperial doctor, my father has been poisoned." Zhu Di shouted, "Don't let me jump to death."

(End of this chapter)