"No…this is impossible…"
Huang Zicheng's eyes were wide open, and his face was filled with disbelief.
"The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter are accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.”
"A jug of turbid wine, a happy reunion."
"There are many things in ancient and modern times, all of which are put into jokes.”
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the words written on the paper and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
At this moment, his mind was filled with memories. He thought of Chen Youliang, Zhang Shicheng, Guo Zixing, and all the people he had met along the way.
Some were enemies, some were benefactors, some were people he was grateful to, and some were people he hated to the bone.
However, it was undeniable that it was precisely because of these people that Zhu Yuanzhang and the Ming Dynasty were created.
"Good lyrics!"
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly with a complicated look in his eyes.
Zhu Biao nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of admiration as he looked at Zhu Xiong.
"No wonder you were able to write 'Journey to the West'. Second brother, you are indeed talented!”
Madam Chang, Zhao Erhu, and Chen Hong looked at the paper, and their eyes lit up.
The prisoners of the imperial prison also had a lingering aftertaste.
Actually, a good poem and a good poem didn't need to be described in detail. It didn't need much judgment. It was good, and one could tell at a glance.
At this moment, Zhu Rong wrote the last word with a brush in his hand. He slowly raised his head and looked at Huang Zicheng, whose face was already pale. A cold smile slowly rose from the corner of his mouth.
"What's wrong, Lord Huang? Why was he so surprised? Weren't you the one who insisted on asking this king for advice?”
"Now that your poem and my poem have been written, this king wants to ask you, whose poem is better?”
Huang Zicheng fell to his knees with a thud. His eyes were still fixed on the paper on the table.
On one side was his poem, and on the other was Zhu Xi's poem. The two pieces of paper were clearly on the same table, but why was the difference so great?
"The words written by His Highness the King of Qin are shocking and gorgeous. How can this lowly subject dare to compare them? I lost!"
Huang Zicheng cupped his hands helplessly. Even if he wanted to deny it, the difference was like clouds and mud. How could he just say it in one word?
"Very good."
The corner of Zhu Rong's mouth curled up as he turned to look at Zhu Yuanzhang and said,"
"Father, I won. Can you let me out now?”
Initially, Zhu Rong was quite pleased that he had won against Zhu Yuanzhang, but when he heard this, his expression darkened.
"…Let it go, let it go. I'm not the kind of person who goes back on his word.”
Zhu Rong smiled proudly and cupped his hands at Zhu Yuanzhang.
"Son, aren't you just confirming it?”
"Oh right, Father, I have another small matter to discuss with you.”
Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhu Rong warily."
"What?"
"It's really a small matter. Do you have to be so wary of me?”
The corner of Zhu Rong's mouth twitched, and he said somewhat speechlessly,"
"My son only wants two guards.”
Zhu Yuanzhang narrowed his eyes.
"But?"
Zhu Xiong nodded quickly.
"Yes, I've already chosen these two guards. They're the two wardens in the imperial prison, Wu Chuang and Qian Li.”
"They've been with my son for half a year. They've been tested by me for a long time and are all useful people.”
Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly and rolled his eyes.
"Humph, someone useful? To put it nicely, she's just like you, right?”
"You can say that."
Zhu Rong nodded without hesitation. With Zhu Yuanzhang's temper, he could ask for anything openly, but scheming behind his back would only incur dissatisfaction.
"Suit yourself."
Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand. His tone sounded a little angry, but he didn't take it to heart.
"Hehe…Thanks, Father."
Zhu Rong grinned and turned around happily. Just as he was about to look for Wu Chuang and Qian Li, Huang Zicheng came up to him.
"Your Highness, please show mercy."
Huang Zicheng's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He cupped his hands at Zhu Rong and said,"
"This humble subject was blind and did not recognize Mount Tai. I hope Your Highness the King of Qin will not hold it against this humble subject. After all, this humble subject really has no place left.”
Zhu Rong frowned."
"What do you mean?"
"Ah?"
Huang Zicheng was startled and was about to explain when Zhu Rong suddenly realized,"
"Oh right, you still owe this king a slap. Thank you, Lord Huang. If you didn't mention it, I would have forgotten.”
Huang Zicheng's old face turned bitter. He wished he could raise his hand and slap himself first. How f * cking annoying!
Seeing this, the corners of Zhu Rong's mouth curled up. He immediately reached out and patted Huang Zicheng's shoulder.
"Alright, alright, don't worry about Lord Huang. Since you reminded this king, I'll remember this big mouth for now.”
"Thank you, Your Highness."
With a thud, Huang Zicheng knelt down to Zhu Rong on the spot. It happened so quickly, and happiness came so suddenly that Huang Zicheng felt embarrassed.
"Your magnanimity, this lowly subject will definitely remember it in my heart and will never forget it.”
"No need, no need. This king has always been like this.”
Zhu Rong waved his hand and smiled at Huang Zicheng."
"Isn't it just a big mouth? What's the hurry? It won't be too late for this king to slap you after the injuries on your face have healed!”
Corey was about to cry crocodile tears. When he heard this, he was dumbfounded.
"…Ah?!"
"Is there a problem?"
Zhu Rong shrugged at Huang Zicheng.
Huang Zicheng's mouth twitched and he forced a smile.
"No…no problem, that's how it should be.”
Zhu Rong smiled back."
"That's good. By the way, Lord Huang, do you know where there is a blacksmith shop outside the palace?”
"Blacksmith shop?"
Huang Zicheng frowned and looked at Zhu Rong in confusion."
"Your Highness, are you looking for a blacksmith shop?”
"Make an iron glove, the kind with nails.”
Zhu Rong patted Huang Zicheng's shoulder and whispered in his ear,"
"I'll use it when I slap you in the future!"
Huang Zicheng's eyes were wide open. Zhu Xiong's voice was not loud, but to him, it was like a ghost.
An iron glove with nails appeared in his mind, causing goosebumps to appear all over Huang Zicheng's body.
It was also at this moment that Huang Zicheng realized that he seemed to have provoked the wrong person. Looking at Zhu Xi in front of him, he could not help but feel a chill!
Seeing this, Zhu Rong sneered at Huang Zicheng again and returned to his usual carefree appearance. He skipped to look for Wu Chuang and Qian Li.
Zhu Biao had already come to Zhu Yuanzhang's side and was smiling fawningly.
"Father, now that everything is over, can you return Journey to the West to me?”
"You still have the face to mention it!"
Zhu Yuanzhang's face darkened. He looked at Zhu Biao and said,"
"As the Crown Prince, you didn't even return home to study and even hid in the prison.”
Zhu Biao's face turned pale and he hurriedly cupped his hands in apology."
"I know my mistake. I won't dare to do it again. Imperial Father, please calm down. But Journey to the West is innocent.”
"No!"
Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head and glanced at the Journey to the West in his hand. Then, he raised his head and stared at Zhu Rong's back as he walked away. He said in a dissatisfied tone,
"Let's read it for a few days first. Look at how arrogant that unfilial child is. He left without even saying goodbye. I don't believe that this book is that good.”
Zhu Biao nodded without hesitation.
"It is indeed beautiful."
"Even if it's good, we have to look at it first. Go home and sleep. In the future, let's see how we'll deal with you if you make our daughter-in-law worry!”
Zhu Yuanzhang glared at Zhu Biao and smiled at Madam Chang. He waved his hand and said,
"Erhu, take Second Brother's poem, Linjiang…Linjiang…Anyway, it's that poem.”
"Yes!"
Zhao Erhu quickly cupped his hands.
Eunuch Chen Hong followed closely behind.
Zhu Biao's face was full of grievances. He slowly returned to the Eastern Palace after Madam Chang's comforting words.
The imperial prison returned to peace, but the felons here were unable to sleep.
Everything that happened tonight was too interesting. They couldn't believe it, but at the same time, they couldn't help but reminisce about it.
Especially the King of Qin, Zhu Xi. His Highness was really extraordinary!
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