"This place will be my fief in the future?”
Zhu Xiong stared blankly at the boundless Gobi Desert.
"Reporting to your highness, yes, from the bottom of your feet, everything you see is your fief.”
An old eunuch beside Zhu Rong humbly smiled and replied.
He was scamming his son!
Zhu Rong's heart collapsed.
As a transmigrator, Zhu Xiong was speechless at the father who had tricked his son.
That's right, Zhu Rong was a transmigrator and was fortunate enough to become Zhu Yuanzhang's fourteenth son. He was ranked thirteenth according to his seniority.
As the son of Old Zhu, the Great Ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Xiong seemed to have a prominent background, but only he knew.
Among all the princes, he was the one with the lowest birth and the least attention.
This was because his mother, the Gao Clan, was originally a palace maid by Empress Ma's side.
It was only because of his deadbeat father's drunken mistake that he had Zhu Xi.
It is said that mothers are noble because of their children.
However, Zhu Rong didn't feel that way.
After the Gao Clan became pregnant with Zhu Xi, they did not receive any attention from Old Zhu.
After Zhu Xi was born, the Gao Clan did not receive any titles.
In other words, Zhu Rong was actually a bastard son among bastard sons.
This was because Old Zhu did not give the Gao Clan any status.
In name, the Gao clan was still a palace maid.
Therefore, although Zhu Rong was a prince, he was the prince with the least presence in the palace.
Fortunately, Empress Ma was not a bad person, and Concubine Gao could be considered her personal palace maid.
Seeing that the Gao family was not favored and had not obtained a status for a long time.
Thus, he asked for a title from the emperor for Zhu Rong.
After all, he was the emperor's son. It was a little unreasonable not to have a title.
At this moment, Zhu Rong's deadbeat father remembered that he had a son named Zhu Rong.
Perhaps because of Empress Ma, the three-year-old Zhu Xi was conferred the title of King of Han.
Logically speaking, after being conferred the title of King, he would have his own fief.
Zhu Rong could be considered to have the foundation to settle down in the future.
However, who would have thought that even though he had the title, the matter of the fief had not been settled.
Firstly, Zhu Rong was still young at that time.
Secondly, Old Zhu was busy considering the matter of moving the capital to Chang 'an. How could he have the time to care about such a small matter?
Old Zhu thought that since the child was still young, he might as well let him learn some skills in the palace first and talk about it when he grew up.
Therefore, this matter was thrown to the back of Old Zhu's mind.
It was fine if Old Zhu forgot about it.
However, Zhu Rong suffered a lot.
As a transmigrator, Zhu Rong was naturally born with knowledge.
Compared to the other princes, Zhu Xiong, who had lived two lives, knew better how dangerous the palace was.
What was the most important thing to make a living in the palace?
Low profile, low profile, low profile!
Important things were repeated three times.
What was that? You said that you are a transmigrator, so you should attract the emperor's attention. Just by casually making a national policy, the emperor will value you and put you in an important position. From then on, you will climb all the way to the peak of life?
Finally, he would wake up and take over the world and lie drunk on the knees of a beauty?
Haha!
The concubines in the harem could teach you a lesson in minutes.
Today, he was framed, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, he might fall ill and die without knowing how he died.
One had to know that since ancient times, the Imperial Palace had been a place of trouble.
Wanting to shine in such a place and attract attention?
He was thinking that he had lived too long.
When Empress Ma was alive, she could still control the harem.
After all, she was a woman who accompanied Old Zhu to conquer the world. Her abilities and methods were all there. She had no choice but to submit.
However, ever since Empress Ma passed away, Old Zhu's harem had not been quiet for a day.
Everyone knew that Old Zhu could give birth. There were countless concubines in the harem, and there were no less than a dozen of them who gave birth to children for Old Zhu.
Which of these concubines didn't have some power behind them?
Later, Crown Prince Zhu Biao died of illness, and the battle became even more intense.
Who didn't want their son to be the emperor!
For the sake of the position of Crown Prince, the imperial court and the harem almost turned upside down.
At this moment, Old Zhu was still upset about his son's death.
He also saw that these officials and concubines were not stopping.
In a fit of anger, he took drastic measures.
Zhu Biao's son, Zhu Yunwen, was directly conferred the title of emperor's grandson.
To put it bluntly, it was obvious to everyone.
If you continue to make a scene, I will be the one to decide the throne.
Old Zhu's move was ruthless. It instantly cut off everyone's thoughts.
The imperial court and the harem finally calmed down.
To Zhu Rong, no matter what happened in the imperial court or the harem, it had nothing to do with him.
Because Zhu Rong knew very well that this matter would never be brought to his head.
His birth was obvious!
No matter who it was, he would not be the Crown Prince.
Zhu Rong was still the same as before. He was a low-key person and did things in a low-key manner.
He did not participate, nor did he object.
Anyway, he had no interest in being the emperor.
Wasn't it good to be the king of Xiaoyao?
Why fight to the death for the throne?
Moreover, none of his brothers were easy to deal with.
It was a thankless task for anyone to ascend to the throne.
Just like that, the days passed.
Zhu Xi was nineteen years old.
Zhu Xiong's younger brothers also grew up one after another.
Old Zhu was getting on in years. He finally began to consider the question of whether the princes would stay or leave.
Old Zhu had seized the world on horseback, so he did not want his sons to live a mediocre life. They should take on the responsibility of protecting the world.
Therefore, Old Zhu specially ordered Zhu Xiong to bring his younger brothers to Linqing, Shandong Province, to train and increase their skills in leading troops to battle.
Zhu Xiong didn't think too much about it and brought his brothers to train.
In fact, this so-called training was not much different from the military training in the future.
It was to let the princes experience life in the military camp and train their ability to fight in the army.
The difference was that the princes could lead troops to train and fight.
The young princes naturally had competitive thoughts at this age.
They all wanted to fight for first place.
No one was convinced by the other.
Thus, he led his soldiers and fought non-stop every two to three days.
Originally, Zhu Xiong didn't want to get involved in this matter.
However, he did not expect that a few of his younger brothers would directly provoke him.
Once, twice, Zhu Rong endured it. Three times, four times, Zhu Rong didn't care.
He didn't expect Zhu Xiong's patience to be looked down upon by his younger brothers.
She would find trouble with him every now and then.
This time, Zhu Xiong was thoroughly annoyed by his younger brothers.
Zhu Rong could tell that if he did not teach these little fellows a lesson, they would definitely not stop.
Therefore, Zhu Rong decided to give up.
Speaking of war, Zhu Xiong really didn't know how to do it.
However, he had never eaten pork before, but he had at least seen pigs run.
Moreover, Zhu Rong had received thirteen years of education in his previous life.
Wisdom was not on the same level as these little brats.
Dealing with a few brats was a matter of minutes.
After Zhu Rong had used some tricks, he had made these cheap younger brothers submit to him.
However, he did not expect that Old Zhu would find out about this.
Old Zhu's eyes lit up when he found out all of Zhu Xiong's methods to deal with his younger brothers.
And then!
Old Zhu tricked Zhu Rong.
Zhu Xi's original title of Han King was removed and he was directly conferred the title of King Su.
The fief was also given, and Zhu Xi was directly granted to Northwest Gansu.
What was even more outrageous was that the other brothers 'salaries were either 8,000 dans or 10,000 dans.
Some even had tens of thousands of stones.
However, he was also his biological son. How much salary did Old Zhu give him?
Five hundred stones!
The difference was like heaven and earth!
Zhu Rong was dumbfounded.
Even if he was not valued, he was still Old Zhu's son.
How could there be such a double standard?
Not to mention the matter of the fief, the salary was only so little.
Was Old Zhu trying to kill his own son?
Perhaps, Old Zhu also knew that he had gone overboard.
Thus, he issued another imperial edict and rewarded Zhu He with more than 40,000 mu of land. He also promised to give Zhu He a mansion.
Zhu Rong felt better now.
40,000 mu of land, so many fiefs. It was considered a unique piece among the vassal kings.
Even if he didn't have enough salary, this much land was enough for him to live a stable life in the future.
Initially, Zhu Xiong thought that Old Zhu had found his conscience and knew how to dote on his son.
As his son, shouldn't he also perform well?
Then he would take up his post.
They finally arrived in the northwest.
He wanted to come to his fief to take a look.
Zhu Xiong was dumbfounded again.
Who would have thought that the 40,000 mu of land that Old Zhu had given him was actually 40,000 mu of barren land!
And they were all in the Gobi Desert.
Old Zhu was not going to stop until his son was dead!
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