Daming: I am the Crown Prince

Chapter 17 Rules
It's really a matter of time. A few days ago, Zhu Yunhuan broke into the palace with a sword in hand and went to ask for an explanation from Old Zhu.

And now it is Old Zhu who is holding a sword, ready to teach his useless grandson a lesson.

Seeing Old Zhu's imposing manner, the maids and eunuchs in Rouyi Palace knelt together, trembling and not daring to move at all.

Pushing open the door of the study room, Old Zhu stared at Zhu Yunhuan with a pair of bull eyes. Zhu Yunhuan, who was lazily leaning on the back of the chair, was startled. When he looked up, he saw Old Zhu standing at the door with a sword in his hand.

Zhu Yunhuan swallowed his saliva and stood up carefully, thinking that if Lao Zhu took action, he would not be able to slip out of the door. Jumping out of the window was slightly more likely.

Seeing his grandson's eyes rolling around, Old Zhu said unhappily, "I can't bear to chop you up, so there's no need to try to run away!"

"Drink tea, drink tea!" Zhu Yunhuan immediately said attentively, "Where is this tribute tea from? It smells fragrant and tastes sweet."

Old Zhu walked to the desk and picked up the book that Zhu Yunhuan had thrown on the desk. "Book of the Later Han? How can you hide in the study and read it secretly?"

Zhu Yunhuan explained awkwardly, "Pure, pure."

Old Zhu glanced at Zhu Yunhuan and said jokingly, "I'm afraid it's difficult to find a desk in this palace where you can read quietly. If you read, your reputation as a playboy will be ruined. What should you do then?"

Zhu Yunhuan was even more embarrassed. He could only bear the reputation left by his predecessor. "Not really, not really."

Old Zhu continued to tease, "You have to hide from others when you want to read a book. When you read history books, you have to leave a few autumn palace pictures in your room as a cover."

Zhu Yunhuan was even more embarrassed. The news that the Autumn Palace painting had been dug out had actually reached Old Zhu's ears. This was not good, although Zhu Yunhuan also flipped through a few pages and thought the painting quality and artistic conception were pretty good.

But who is he? There are countless excellent works by teachers with both virtue and talent, so the Autumn Palace Picture is meaningless.

Lao Zhu sat down directly and asked, "Where did you see it?"

"I flipped through it, but I didn't remember a lot of it." Zhu Yunhuan said honestly, "I'm not taking the exam to become a scholar, so it's fine as long as I can read it through."

Old Zhu did not comment, but asked again, "Using copper as a mirror, you can adjust your clothes; using history as a mirror, you can understand the rise and fall; using people as a mirror, you can understand gains and losses. Tell me, what do you see?"

"Chronicle of Emperor Xiaoxian." Zhu Yunhuan said, "I flipped through it a few times. I didn't read this book before."

Old Zhu nodded slightly and asked, "You just read the Emperor's Records, not the Biographies of Dukes, Marquises, Generals and Ministers?"

"I read it too." Zhu Yunhuan said honestly, "I don't really like reading biographies. I can't remember much, and many people can't remember them. It's better to read chronicles than biographies."

Needless to say, the Emperor's Records are basically the emperor's life in official history.

Most of the biographies are biographies of famous officials, generals, etc. of that dynasty.

And ambition refers to laws, etiquette, local customs, etc.

Old Zhu glanced at Zhu Yunhuan with some surprise, and said calmly, "Have you read other history books?"

"I read a little, just some history books. I didn't even read the Four Books and Five Classics, let alone read them once." Zhu Yunhuan said first, "If I were tested on the knowledge of the sutras, I would definitely not be able to do it."

Old Zhu was amused. "Your second brother tried so hard to get us to test him, wanting to show off his talent. But you, on the other hand, read the book but insisted that you hadn't read it. What's the logic?"

Zhu Yunhuan said with a sad face, "Isn't it because I am afraid of the examination? I am not taking the examination for the title of scholar either. It is enough to just know the principles of some things. It is good to read history books. Reading history can clarify one's ambitions and learn from the past to apply to the present."

Old Zhu put the book on the table and suddenly asked, "You've also read Zizhi Tongjian?"

Zhu Yunhuan's heart was beating fast, and he said with a lack of confidence, "Turn over, turn over."

Old Zhu suddenly laughed angrily, "You flipped through it? Did you really just flip through it once, or did you read it all the way through? Or did you memorize it all by heart?"

Zhu Yunhuan was startled. What he feared the most had come. "Grandfather, I am not a very good reader! I have only read some and pondered some, but I don't remember a lot. How can I recite them by heart? I don't have that ability. I don't seek to understand them thoroughly when I read."

"You don't want to understand it very well?" Lao Zhu said, "If you don't want to understand it very well, then we will arrange a few people to explain it to you."

Standing up, Zhu said earnestly, "Reading is not a bad thing. Whether you are an emperor or a prince, you have to read. What can you learn by yourself?" Zhu Yunhuan bargained, "Don't assign too many tutors to me? Many of them are all nonsense. I understand some of the truths. I don't want to rely on articles to rule the world in the future."

Old Zhu reached out and grabbed Zhu Yunhuan's ear, "Govern the world? Did we say we would give you the country?"

Zhu Yunxun, who failed to dodge, could only tiptoe and tilt his head, "Gently, gently!"

Old Zhu got even angrier, "How dare you hide!"

Pulling Zhu Yunhuan's ear, Old Zhu was very disappointed. "In my early years, I was just like you. I didn't like reading. I always said that I had too much military work to do and had no time to read. So your grandmother locked me in the room and told me stories. I didn't dare to sleep even when I was tired. It was really annoying!"

Old Zhu was also a genius. He had no conditions to study when he was young, and learned two words when he was doing odd jobs in the temple. It was after he joined the rebel army that he began to read and write. It is not to say that he was a brilliant writer, but he really did not slack off in studying.

Zhu Yunhuan said, "Then I will just find a better wife. I will listen to her studying. When you were herding cattle and begging for food, grandma was learning housework and studying. When I was flying eagles and riding horses, maybe my wife is studying hard in the mansion now."

Old Zhu exerted force on his hands and suddenly became angry, "Your wife? Who in the world can compare to your grandmother?!"

But Lao Zhu suddenly asked, "Choose a daughter-in-law from a scholarly family for you?"

"That won't work!" Zhu Yunhuan immediately jumped up and said, "We must look for someone in a noble family. There's no rush. Let's wait a few years!"

Old Zhu laughed and said, "You have some knowledge! You act like a dandy outside, but you study history behind closed doors. I can't tell what your father and you are up to!"

Zhu Yunhuan did not answer either. Some things could not be answered, so let the misunderstanding be left as it is. This seemed to be the best solution.

The impression that Zhu Yunhuan left on everyone in the past was so deep that when people mentioned him, their subconscious reaction was that he was a dandy, and this concept was deeply rooted in people's minds.

It is unrealistic to force a change now, so some misunderstandings will continue to exist.

Old Zhu sighed and said to Zhu Yunhuan, "When you study in the future, if you don't understand something, go and ask the people in the Hanlin Academy. After all, they are talented and knowledgeable."

Zhu Yunhuan nodded. He knew that there were some things that he really needed to ask for advice on. He did not seek to understand everything when reading, so he definitely needed to listen more and learn more.

Just be careful not to let people like Huang Zicheng smuggle in private goods.

He thinks that his mind is mature and his values ​​are established, so it is unrealistic to transform him into what some scholars believe to be a "sage king".

Perhaps he was a little soft-hearted, Lao Zhu said, "If it really doesn't work, come to me. I've eaten more rice than you've eaten salt. If you can't make up your mind, come to me and I'll talk it over with you."

Zhu Yunhuan nodded obediently. He must have recognized Zhu's ability. For a commoner to become the emperor of a unified dynasty, it was not enough to just have some ability. He must be a man of great talent and extraordinary talent.

Zhu Yunhuan felt that the time was about right, so he asked, "Grandfather, have you eaten?"

Seeing Old Zhu shaking his head, Zhu Yunhuan said, "Then let's eat here. It's time for dinner."

Old Zhu looked at Zhu Yunhuan and said, "Let's stay here to eat. The East Palace will be very anxious. Forget it, you should eat more. You are growing up now. Learn from Yunwen. He will come to us to ask for advice."

After saying this, Old Zhu turned around and left. As soon as he arrived at the gate of Rouyi Palace, he saw Zhu Yourong and Zhu Youling.

Although the two imperial granddaughters were flustered, they quickly saluted without missing a beat in etiquette.

Lao Zhu asked a few simple questions and then left. As he walked, he felt that something was wrong.

Suddenly he remembered that his other grandchildren were all well-behaved in front of him, and they were both grandparents and grandchildren, as well as ruler and subject.

But the grandson who should please him the most seemed to be respectful and reverent, and he was not particularly lacking in etiquette. But if you think about it carefully, he did not put etiquette and rules first like others.

This feeling is familiar yet strange. After the eldest brother left, I thought no one would dare to do this again. I didn't expect that the dandy grandson would learn the same thing!
The corners of Lao Zhu's mouth curled up slightly, which is good.

Not to mention outsiders, even his own children and grandchildren feared him as an emperor. But Zhu knew that he was not only the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he was also Zhu Chongba of Huaixi.

It’s a pity that many people have forgotten this identity!
(End of this chapter)