Chapter 337: My son is not inferior to his father!
Ancestral Temple.
Black cloth is hung all over the eaves.
There are many icy edges hanging from the outer edge of the eaves, which are very ferocious and scary, like a dagger piercing the heart, hanging in the air, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time, but these icy edges have not yet been The eunuchs who were discovered before they had time to grow into sharp swords were eliminated.
The eaves became smooth and clean again.
Zhu Yuanzhang walked very quickly, and reached the Ancestral Temple in the blink of an eye.
He glanced at the guards guarding here and said: "The prince has been inside all this time? Hasn't he moved at all?"
The guard cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, the prince has been coming to the Ancestral Temple since the fifth day. , so he stayed inside. He saw no one except for daily meals, and no one was allowed to be around him. I really don’t know what happened to your highness. I hope your majesty will punish you. "
Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand.
He still knows Zhu Biao’s temper.
Once the bull's temper cools down, it's not that easy to persuade.
That's up to him.
He waved his hand and said: "Go and ask the palace cook to prepare something delicious, and we will bring it to him personally later."
"Yes."
Zhu Yuanzhang was not in a hurry to go in, but asked Pu Gouer: "We have given you a few days, have you found out clearly what Xia Zhibai said to the prince that day, so that the prince did not even care about government affairs? Li, rushed to the Ancestral Temple. ”
Pu Gouer said in fear: "The old slave is incompetent."
"The old slave didn't ask."
"On that day, there were only His Highness and Xia Zhibai in the Wenhua Pavilion. There was no one in the palace. Let the others be here, the old slave inquired in many ways, but did not find any information, and Xia Zhibai was very taboo about this matter, so he just asked the old slave to ask His Highness himself, and said that His Highness was not disobeying His Majesty, but wanted to give Your Majesty has something to prove."
"What?" Zhu Yuanzhang frowned.
Pu Gouer lowered his head and said tremblingly: "Xia Zhibai said that His Highness wants to tell His Majesty that when His Majesty has grown up, his ambition is not inferior to Your Majesty's, and he is confident that he can govern the Ming Dynasty well."
Zhu Yuanzhang smacked his lips and said with a smile: "Boss, what else do you have to prove to us? Our son, do we still have no idea in our heart? We have already made him the prince, but it still cannot explain our trust in him. He has to tell us It’s really a cutscene like this.”
“What else?” Zhu Yuanzhang asked again.
Pu Gouer was nervous and quickly shook his head and said: "Return to Your Majesty, no more."
"Xia Zhibai has been tight-lipped about what exactly he said that day, saying that he will wait until His Highness wants to think about it. If you understand it and clarify it, you will naturally tell it to Your Majesty, and His Highness’s thoughts are different from his. Even if he tells it, he will only tell the thoughts of his minister Xia Zhibai, and his thoughts are of no use to Your Majesty. "
Zhu Yuanzhang sneered: "These scholars are very talkative."
"If you don't say it, don't say it. We don't care to listen."
"But Pu Gou'er, come and analyze it for us. What does our boss want to prove to us? What else does he need to prove? "
Pu Gouer smiled bitterly, confused. He shook his head and said aggrievedly: "Your Majesty, this is really embarrassing for this slave. I became a eunuch since I was a child. I don't even have children. How can I know these things? Your Majesty asked me, how can I answer this?"
Zhu Yuanzhang glared at Pu Gouer.
I also know that Pu Gouer is telling the truth. When I ask a eunuch, I am indeed asking the wrong person.
Not a moment.
The eunuch came with hot food.
Pu Gouer subconsciously wanted to reach out and take it, but Zhu Yuanzhang beat him to it.
Zhu Yuanzhang ordered: "You just wait outside the palace. I have no instructions. No one of you is allowed to come in. We want to go in and talk to the ancestors of the Zhu family. By the way, we also want to ask the boss of our family. What's the point of leaving a good prince alone and staying in the Ancestral Temple?"
Finished the order. Zhu Yuanzhang strode into the Ancestral Temple.
The temperature in the Ancestral Temple is a bit low, but the lights in the house are bright.
It’s not eerie.
Zhu Yuanzhang did not restrain his pace, and walked inside with a dragon-like and tiger-like step. Zhu Biao sat cross-legged next to a spiritual throne. His body seemed a little thin, but the pen in his hand did not stop, but kept writing. It said that he didn't care at all about Zhu Yuanzhang's arrival, as if he was immersed in it wholeheartedly.
Zhu Yuanzhang approached.
He did not interrupt Zhu Biao.
He just put the food in his hands aside, then walked lightly behind Zhu Biao, and carefully looked at what Zhu Biao was writing. When he noticed something strange behind him, Zhu Biao frowned. About to get angry, he turned around and found that Zhu Yuanzhang was behind him. He was also startled and quickly stood up and said: "My son, please see my father."
Zhu Yuanzhang ignored Zhu Biao and just stretched out his hand to read what Zhu Biao had written. Picked it up.
He asked: "Have you been writing these in the Ancestral Temple recently?"
Zhu Biao nodded.
Zhu Biao had stabilized his mind and said calmly: "I had a chat with Xia Zhibai a few days ago, but I deeply understood a truth. The more I want to get the approval of my father, the less I will get it. The father’s approval, because what the father wants the son to do is what the father wants the son to do.”
“And some of these things are what the son wants to do, and some are not what the son wants to do. "
"As a minister, it is natural for me to obey the imperial edict."
"I have never been dissatisfied."
"However, as a prince, I am a minister. I rarely have my own ideas, and I never stick to one thing consistently from beginning to end. I have always been walking along the path designed by my father. I am very tired, not only physically, but also I’m tired.”
"My son is also very scared."
"I'm afraid of not doing well, my father's dissatisfaction, my brothers' opinions."
"My son is under too much pressure."< br>
"I can't stand it anymore. The road my father has paved for me is naturally very good, but I can't just follow my father's ideas. My father asked me to read He has read many books and is familiar with many principles, but he does not give his son a chance to use them. He also knows that his son is always stupid and not as good as his third brother and the others. However, he has passed his thirties, but he has never I have done something according to my own ideas.”
“I am less and less confident now.”
"If this continues, my head may not be able to bear it."
"My son did not dare to tell his father, so he had to stay in the Ancestral Temple by himself, looking at his mother's spiritual tablet, and being comforted by his mother's spiritual tablet. , can we get a moment of peace. What the father holds in his hands now is the son's own thoughts on governing the country through his own thoughts."
"Xia Zhibai is right."
“Every emperor of the Ming Dynasty should have his own ideas!”
“It just needs to follow the main line set by the father, but other branches that appear have to be determined by people. However, I can’t become my father, and I can’t live up to my father’s ideal of a prince. I always wanted to achieve that, but now I understand.”
"That's not Erchen, let alone Zhu Biao."
"Zhu Biao is a human being, an independent person with his own ideas."
"Irchen no longer wants to live in such a hazy way. , I want to prove to my father that I have made great progress in many aspects."
"Even..."
"I am not inferior to my father!"
(End of this chapter)