In the 14th year of Hongwu, more than a year has passed since the Hu Weiyong case.
Four years later, Zhu Bo, the king of Hunan, had to go to Jingzhou to fight for the vassal state.
The original 11 year old King of Xiang may still be looking forward to marrying the daughter of Wu Zheng, the Duke of Hai, in a month's time, but for Zhu Bai, he only knows that he will have to be burned again.
Yes, Zhu Bo, the king of Hunan, who is staying in the side hall of the imperial palace and staring at the sages' books, is a passer-by.
Zhu Bo, who had saved the children from the fire in his previous life, was crushed by the collapsed cabinet and burned to death. After that, his soul passed through to Zhu Bo, the king of Hunan who burned himself with his family 17 years later.
He quickly adapted to his identity. After all, the memory of the original owner was just an eleven year old child, and the ancient life over the years did not stand out in the eyes of modern people.
When Zhu Bai was fully adapted, he immediately began to think about the way to break the situation with his small head. By the way, he would see how to use the identity of the lord to do things, promote some scientific and technological progress, and let the Ming navy complete the great geographical discovery. Everyone should go outside and not disturb the farmers in their own land.
When Zhu Bai tried to awaken the artisans of the old Zhu family to work, news came from the palace, asking a group of princes and grandchildren to wait in the side hall.
The brothers and nephews who sat down separately greeted each other and sat together with people they knew well.
Zhubo didn't look for him much, but he saw Xiaodeng who would explode the throne for the fourth uncle.
Not far away, he was carefully looking at the fruits on the table, the four year old boy Zhu Yunwen hiding behind his good brother Zhu Biao, the future Emperor Jianwen, the terminator of uncles, and the terminator of uncles.
Today is the first day of May. Naturally, there is no Labor Day in Daming. As a work fiend, Emperor Hongwu got up earlier than the sun, his father and grandfather, the eternal god of Daming, among the people present, ended the court meeting at noon. Suddenly, he wanted to gather his sons and grandchildren who were still in Jinling and hold a banquet.
Of course, this is not a family democratic meeting that Lao Zhu is going to hold, but a test for his sons and grandchildren from time to time to see if their children have made progress recently, or if they have any trouble that needs to be hung up.
Zhu Bai thought that he had not done anything outrageous recently, and he was relieved. He began to stare at Zhu Yunwen and tried to kill him with his eyes.
Seeing his uncle Zhu Bai staring at him, Zhu Yunwen stuck out his tongue and made faces at his uncle.
After all, Zhu Xiongying is still alive, and Zhu Yunwen has not been trained as the future prince. He is still a wet behind the ears child.
Fortunately, I passed through the time when Zhu Biao was still alive. As long as I tried my best to let Zhu Biao exercise well, my good nephew Zhu Xiongying should not hang up too early like his father, and succeed to the throne smoothly, there would be no Jianwen, the little boy.
But Zhu Bai couldn't bear the thought of experiencing the burning again.
Shit, you can sneak two almonds into the peeled melon seeds later, find some dead ladies to strangle you in the middle of the night, or push you down on the edge of the pond.
If I can't, I will go to ask the fourth man if there is a crooked neck tree in Peiping and send it to my brother.
Let your rebellious nephew also enjoy several classic settlement animations of the Ming Dynasty emperor!
Alas, if Zhu Biao, the eldest brother, were not still alive, Zhu Bo would have secretly created the extraordinary case "Zhu Yunwen's death" in the Daming Palace.
As for the strange case, the murderer can't be caught.
"What's your uncle thinking?"
A childish but firm voice came from Zhu Xiongying, who was only eight years old. He was wearing complicated clothes and holding a book of the Analects of Confucius in his hand. He looked uncomfortable, but bowed respectfully. Seeing Zhu Bai turning his head, he quickly whispered:
"My uncle will go to Jingzhou in a few years. Xiongying often asks his uncle for advice. If he doesn't have the chance to meet in the future, he will only rely on letters to communicate. He is afraid that many doubts will not be understood, so he asks his uncle to help me speak more about the Analects of Confucius. In the evening, my grandfather will surely take an exam to teach."
Zhu Bo, the king of Hunan, recorded in the history that he was intelligent from his childhood, and achieved little in the classics of literature, science and righteousness. He was also the one who learned better among the old Zhu children.
Zhu Xiongying came to ask himself questions, which also shows that the relationship between uncle and nephew is good.
Alas, polite children are more pitiable than those bear children who are seven or eight or nine years old. My dear nephew, come and sit in my uncle's arms!
Zhu Bai looked at his nephew who would die in situ at the beginning of May next year. He could not help feeling sad. All of them were his nephews. Xiongying would not force him to give the whole family a little.
He smiled at his little nephew, held his hand and asked him to sit beside him
"Xiongying, have you dressed properly when the weather changes recently, and have you eaten anything that makes you feel sick and rash all over your body, and have your breath and heartbeat tingle when you exercise normally? By the way, your Royal Highness, your father, do you have a similar situation?"
Zhu Xiongying stared at the uncle who suddenly began to talk nonsense. With a shudder, he quickly pulled out his hand and covered Zhu Bai's mouth:
"The king of Hunan said carefully, and the prince talked falsely about the prince's body -"
Boy, this guy is so politically sensitive. He was an uncle just now, and now he is the king of Hunan.
Zhu Bo took Zhu Xiongying's small hand away and said, "Uncle, I care about my family. Do you think Uncle has any bad ideas?"
"I dare not, uncle. Recently, there have been a lot of criticisms in the imperial court. It's better to be careful and be careful
Looking at Zhu Xiongying, who was very serious, Zhu Bai grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the plate and said:
"Xiongying, open your mouth, ah~"
Zhu Xiongying obediently opened his mouth, and then watched Zhu Bai put the melon seeds into his mouth. While eating, he said, "Take the food on the table, don't be polite to your uncle. By the way, what's your problem with your uncle?"
Zhu Xiongying stood still with his mouth open. For a moment, he didn't know what he was going to do. After a meeting, he reflected. He opened the Analects of Confucius and pointed at one of them
"Confucius said: The passage of time is like a torrent of water, day and night. Although this sentence is well known, most of the teachers of the official schools have the same interpretation of it. When Grandpa Huang was taking an examination of teaching, he liked to ask these easy to understand questions. Xiongying wanted to ask his uncle, do you have any other opinions?"
Zhubo listened to this sentence, "The passage of time is like a torrent of water, day and night", and immediately said:
"Xiongying, this sentence is actually used together with the saying, 'When you hear about the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening'."
Zhu Xiongying was overjoyed at the news and said quickly, "Uncle means that both sentences have the meaning of time. Only by comparing the length of time can we realize the deeper truth! Xiongying is dull, and I hope you can give me some advice!"
Jupai straightened his face and said:
"These two sentences together mean that I know the way to the enemy's house in the morning, and their family can die in the evening. I killed too many enemies, and threw them into the endless river, which flows all day and night without interruption."
Clap!
The frightened child dropped his book on the ground and even looked sad and indignant:
"Why did uncle tease Xiongying?"
Zhu Bai laughed and was about to explain when suddenly a voice came from behind that made him creepy:
"Xiongying, come to grandpa and talk about how your uncle teased you. grandpa gives you vent."
