Daming: In the beginning, he mistakenly regarded Emperor Yongle as his own father

Zhu Zhanji was shocked when he heard this.

"Is he really saying that about our father?"

Jiaxing nodded embarrassingly, and then excused him: "He doesn't understand our father, it's nonsense, don't take it to heart."

But Zhu Zhanji was struck by lightning. Although he also felt that their father was very cowardly, he was obviously the prince of a country, but he was ridden on his head by his second uncle and third uncle.

He was scolded by his grandfather every now and then, and when he scolded him, he would go home and hug his dog, and named that dog the Grand Scholar of Baimaoge, heartless and heartless.

But after thinking about it, grandpa is so difficult to serve, but every time they can be made docile by their father, no matter how angry grandpa is, he will hold it up high and put it down gently in the end.

Isn't this the wisdom of foolishness?

Zhu Zhanji wanted to understand this, and slapped himself on the head suddenly.

As a son of man, his understanding of his father is actually inferior to that of an outsider who has never met.

He was a son of man in vain.

This Lu Lin is so amazing, he has never even met their father in person, yet he knows their father thoroughly.

This guy is the reincarnation of a fairy.

As the two were talking, the gate of Qianqing Palace opened.

The crown prince and the others staggered out from the inside, in as much embarrassment as possible.

Especially the prince, his hands were covered in blood, and he was still gushing out, and he was still tightly holding a thorny cane in his hand.

"father."

Jiaxing was the first to rush forward, wanting to remove the cane from his hand, but was too frightened by her father's ouch.

"Why did grandpa punish you for taking the cane? It hurts so much."

Jiaxing was so distressed that he almost cried.

Zhu Zhanji quickly wrapped his hands in a cloth, and quickly took the cane out of his father's hand.

As soon as I pulled it out, the blood gushed out, and many thorns were still stuck in the flesh, and I couldn't pull it out.

Seeing this, Jiaxing quickly took a cloth and wrapped it up: "Father, let's go to the imperial hospital immediately."

The prince was not very nervous, and instead used his mouth to point to the painting on Zheng He's hand who came out with them.

"That painting, that painting, take it quickly, it was rewarded by your grandpa."

Zhu Zhanji didn't speak, and silently took the painting.

At this moment, King Han and King Zhao didn't have any physical pain, but their faces were already black, their heads were covered with cold sweat, and their backs were soaked.

"Boss, we two brothers owe you this love."

But the prince smiled honestly: "Second brother, we are all brothers, we don't owe anything, the eldest brother left first, his hand hurts."

After speaking, he took Jiaxing and others and left silently.

After cleaning the wound and returning to the Prince's Mansion, it was already dark.

Seeing Jiaxing's eyes swollen from crying, the prince comforted her: "Your grandfather, use the thorns on this cane to compare your second and third uncles. If I don't grab this cane, he will kill your second and third uncles." Uncle chopped it off and said he smoothed out the thorn for me."

"It's just right to cut it off, so that grandpa will feel at ease, and we will also feel at ease."

Zhu Zhanji said angrily.

"Nonsense." The prince reprimanded him: "You think your grandfather really wants to kill your second uncle and third uncle. How did he get on the throne? I'm afraid we will follow his old path and test me."

Zhu Zhanji was taken aback for a moment, and the way he looked at his father was different.

Perhaps the father Lu Lin spoke of was the most real one. No matter how he looked at him, he didn't look like a cowardly and ignorant person.

Chapter 57

Zhu Di was so angry that he blew his beard and stared after he finished making trouble in Qianqing Palace.

"If these little bastards don't want to have a good time, then don't let them go."

"Only the three of them still want to kick the nest, it's too early."

Zheng He lowered his head and did not dare to persuade him.

"Didn't your majesty reward the prince with a painting?"

Zheng He looked at the painting, and it was a mighty tiger, but he was very intimate with the cubs following behind him, majestic and gentle.

This painting has a lot of meaning.

Even the king of the forest has a deep love for licking calves.

Hearing this, Zhu Di calmed down slightly, and collapsed on the chair tiredly.

Forget it, rest.

……

On Lu Lin's side, he couldn't wait for the governor of Yingtianfu, and he couldn't find his father, so he could only watch the locusts flourish and was helpless.

"Have you done everything you have been told to do?"

"Don't worry, sir, it's all done."

"Basically all the grain that can be purchased near Nanjing has been bought back to the mansion. Because of the large quantity, it is cheaper than the normal market price."

"The grain in the warehouse is enough to feed our house for ten or eight years."

"Other states and counties are also buying grain one after another, that is..."

The accountant held the account book and did not continue talking.

Looking at the ledger, Lu Lin felt a little bitter and bitter. The money he earned from Xu Guogong before was gone in a flash.

"It doesn't matter, when the locusts come, the food will be turned into gold."

The accountant heard the words, hesitant to say: "Master, will this locust really come? If it doesn't come..."

If you don't come, this batch of food will be thrown into your hands.

Food is not resistant to storage, blood loss ah.