Daming: My grandfather is Emperor Hongwu!

Chapter 75
Zhu Xiongying lay on the side of the window, cautiously peeking in through the gap.

Because he is not tall enough, he has to step on Li Jinglong's back.The latter was lying on the ground, trying to support his body, and even looked around.

In the hall, the old man and Zhu Biao were arguing a little bit red-faced.

The old man pinched his waist with both hands and roared loudly, "As soon as we said to deal with these killers, why did you say that we should be more modest, killing people is not good, why are you so soft-hearted? We didn't say to kill them, why are you so anxious? "

"When a king governs the country, Huairou is the main priority, and his father is wise and powerful, but it is not advisable to use lynching as a substitute!" Zhu Biao distinguished, "Furthermore, even if there are some mistakes, he is still a veteran of the founding of the country, and his father is a bit more generous." !"

"Ha, you're still a fucking good man!" The old man laughed angrily, "What happened to the founding heroes? They will be punished if they commit crimes. If you show affection to them, do they want face? As long as you want some face, You can also know how to advance and retreat. What about them? If you favor them today, but not tomorrow, they will think you are mean and ungrateful!"

As he said that, the old man continued to say angrily, "You were the words in these books when you opened your mouth. If I had known this, I shouldn't have let those plague-stricken scholars teach you!"

Outside the window, Zhu Xiongying would have laughed out loud if he hadn't covered his mouth.

This old man is the most double standard. When he uses it, he is a scholar. He keeps saying that everything is inferior, but reading is high.When you are angry with others, you call them a plague-stricken scholar.

Fun, fun!
Zhu Biao continued, "My son knows that they are wrong, but they also distinguish between serious and serious? These days they came to find my ministers, and they all said that they knew they were wrong. After all, they are veterans of the founding of the country, my ministers think"

"What's wrong with the founding ministers?" The old man said angrily, "We don't owe them anything. Without them, we can still win the country. Without them, there are others who will follow me!" As he spoke, he continued to curse, "Don't think They have worked so hard, even if they have made some contributions, we are worthy of them."

"A high-ranking official has a generous salary to enshrine his wife and son. If they don't give it to you, they follow your father for the sake of wealth!"

"You also said that it is for the sake of wealth!" Zhu Biao said again, "It is good to let them know that they are wrong about some small things. If they are really guilty, they will be strictly investigated. My son is not letting you punish, but I don't want you not to ask good and bad, indiscriminate. , see who will do who? Father, the Hu Ni case is a clear proof, you must not panic!"

broken!

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xiongying thought to himself, the old man is going to explode!
Back then, Hu Weiyong killed tens of thousands of people in the case, and he has become the old man's backlash.Zhu Biao said it so straightforwardly, the old man must be really angry.

Sure enough, the old man in the hall almost sprayed all the saliva on Zhu Biao's face.

"Are you blaming your father?"

"Other people say that we kill a lot, that's all, you still say?"

"Who are we killing people for? Who will sit in this world in the future?"

"You don't appreciate it in your heart, and you still want to tell us this?"

This is his own son, and someone else's old man would have been dragged down long ago.

Zhu Biao also knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and quickly explained, "Father, your literary and martial arts should be famous in history. But why do you have to be a sage king instead of being a strict master?"

"We're not doing it for you! Let's be more ruthless, so that you can be the son of Shengming in the future! That's how we become emperors. What kind of holiness and benevolence do you want to do? Let's talk about it when you become emperor in the future!" The old man cursed, "You Something that Siliu doesn’t understand? I don’t even know it! I shouldn’t have given birth to you back then!”

"I gave birth to you, raised you, and let you be the crown prince, but you fucking turned around and called me a tyrant? You are heartless!"

This sentence made Zhu Biao angry too.

Pulling his face, he said, "Since the emperor said so, then it's time to replace the minister!"

"What do you say?"

The old man suddenly became furious.

"Father, son, son said something wrong!" Zhu Biao quickly explained.

But the old man didn't want to hear it at all, he picked up the vase from the table next to him on the spot, and threw it over.

Zhu Biao stepped forward, and with a bang, the vase smashed against the wall.

"Okay, the wings are hard, I'm against you, you are not a filial son!"

With that said, the old man picked up the sandalwood bench and pointed it at Zhu Biao's head.

Aim for a moment, or put it down, looking around.

"Let's kill you bastard"

The old man cursed, his eyes fell on the big blue and white vat in the corner, he grabbed the feather duster inside, and rolled up his sleeves.

"Damn you, you want us to replace you?" The old man scolded, "Let's beat you to death first!"

"Father! Father!"

Zhu Biao was shocked and couldn't help backing away.

Whoosh, the feather duster was swung by the old man with the wind, and it was pulled towards Zhu Biao.

"Ouch!" Zhu Biao shuddered and hid behind the pillar, just like King Qin in the movie circled the pillar, "Father, my son didn't do it on purpose just now!"

"Didn't it be intentional?" The old man trembled with anger, pointed at Zhu Biao on the other side of the pillar and cursed, "You stabbed a knife in your father's heart, and you said it wasn't intentional!"

As he spoke, he moved forward fiercely, but took a break.

Stepping forward again, with a slap, the feather duster hit the table and broke.

Seeing that the old man had no murder weapon in his hand, Zhu Biao stood where he was, and said helplessly, "Father, can you have something to say!"

"Say a ball!" The old man was still furious, he took off his cloth shoes and threw them with all his might.

Whoosh, Zhu Biao dodges.

Ah, there was an exclamation outside the window.

"Who's outside?" the old man said angrily.

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The two of them stopped fighting, and walked out of the hall at the same time, annoyed, with stern eyes.

When I went outside to look, I was stunned on the spot.

I saw Zhu Xiongying lying sprawled on the ground, with a thrown cloth shoe beside her.In addition, there was Li Jinglong kneeling on the ground with a pale face, trembling.

Just now Zhu Xiongying was listening with great interest, when suddenly the cloth shoes flew over and hit him directly on the forehead by surprise.

"What are you doing here? Who told you to stop?" Zhu Biao was furious.

The old man walked over quickly, pulled Zhu Xiongying up, and said distressedly, "Oh, my shoe hit you? Where did it hit?"

"Here!" Zhu Xiongying stared at him, the old man's cloth shoes are hard-soled, and it hurts when he smashed them, "Grandpa Huang's hands are really strong!"

"Smashing your forehead? It's amazing!" The old man suddenly felt distressed enough, rubbed his grandson's forehead with his big hands, and gave Li Jinglong a kick, "Call the imperial doctor, why are you stunned?" As he spoke, he said distressed , "Oh my good boy, why did you hit our grandson's forehead? Our grandson's head is used for reading and writing. If it hits it, what will happen!"

Zhu Biao's face was livid and angry.

The son eavesdropped, but he wasn't really angry. What was angry was that Zhu Xiongying saw him being chased and beaten by the old man.

After that, how would he maintain his father's majesty?
This, what an embarrassment!
Thinking of this, he was furious, and gritted his teeth, "You are lawless, and you dare to eavesdrop on what Junfu is saying!" As he said, he looked around and picked up half a feather duster from the room, "If you don't teach you today, you will teach me in the future." Overturned!"

In an instant, Zhu Xiongying hid in the old man's arms, "Grandpa Huang!"

The old man was furious again, and quickly took off the other cloth shoe.

Whoosh threw it out, and said angrily, "It's all your fault!"

Crack, that cloth shoe, undisputed, is being photographed on Zhu Biao's forehead.

(End of this chapter)