"Do you really think that Grandpa did something wrong?”
Zhu Xiongying looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry.
But he still nodded firmly.
"Imperial Grandfather, Great Ming is no different from the previous dynasties.”
Zhu Xiongying analyzed,"If we do the same thing as the previous dynasty, the Ming Dynasty can only have the same result."”
This sentence was a direct stab to Zhu Yuanzhang's heart.
After all, Old Zhu had always wanted Big Ming's empire to be in Old Zhu's hands forever.
Zhu Xiong Ying's words instantly broke Zhu Yuanzhang's defense.
This was equivalent to making a person an enemy.
Yet, his grandson had said that the enemy was a friend in front of him.
Wasn't this a slap to his grandfather's face?
Zhu Yuanzhang felt his heart beat faster and his head hurt.
Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought that his eldest grandson would oppose the strategy he had devised.
Old Zhu was born as a commoner. After he became the emperor, he thought about how to consolidate his regime and imperial power.
Respecting Confucianism was naturally to consolidate one's identity and make Great Ming an orthodox dynasty.
However, there was one person in Confucianism that he disliked very much.
That was Mencius.
The people are the most important, the country is second, and the monarch is the least important.
Where did you put me?
Zhu Xiongying was also stunned when he saw that Zhu Yuanzhang did not react.
Why had he directly refuted Zhu Yuanzhang's policy? Why hadn't he obtained any mischievous points?
Could it be that Old Zhu was so easily convinced by him?
It shouldn't be!
"Grandpa, our Zhu family is also from the bottom of the society. Grandpa should know why the people are rebelling.”
Zhu Xiongying continued to pour oil on the fire.
"Of course it's because I can't eat my fill!"
"I can't even afford to eat. The only way is to rebel.”
"The people are the most important. There's nothing wrong with this saying.”
……
Zhu Xiong Ying said for a long time, but Zhu Yuanzhang was still unmoved.
He couldn't even be bothered with Zhu Xiongying.
"If you ask me, Grandpa should put the statue of Mencius back in the Temple of Confucius!”
This sentence seemed to have touched Zhu Yuanzhang's heartstrings.
It was also at this moment that Zhu Xiongying heard the system's voice.
Congratulations to the host for obtaining 800 naughty points from Zhu Yuanzhang.
Zhu Xiong Ying was delighted. As expected, he did not waste his breath.
He finally broke Old Zhu's defense.
The current Old Zhu was really in a dilemma.
On one hand, he refused to admit that he was wrong, but on the other hand, he felt that what Zhu Xiongying said made sense.
After a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to have figured out the crux of the problem.
I started from scratch!
I'm still your grandfather!
I am still the emperor of the Ming Dynasty!
Who are you to tell me what to do?
"Xiong Ying, you really think too much.”Zhu Yuanzhang smiled faintly.
This time, it wasn't the doting smile from before.
Even Zhu Xiongying felt a little scared.
"Grandfather, I suddenly remembered that it's almost lunchtime. I won't disturb you from marking the memorials.”
Zhu Xiongying planned to retreat immediately after he was done with his work.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Yuanzhang stopped Zhu Xiongying and said with a smile,
"My dear eldest grandson, since you have such a deep understanding of Confucianism.
Then I'll let you copy the first ten chapters of the Analects of Confucius!
Send it to the Palace of Earthly Tranquility during dinner tomorrow.”
It was over!
Zhu Xiongying was addicted to stealing wool and forgot that the other party was Zhu Yuanzhang.
How could a person who could conquer the world not see through his intentions of deliberately angering him?
"Yes, sir!"
Zhu Xiong Ying responded and left the hall.
At the same time, he cursed in his heart.
"It seems that I can't always take advantage of Old Zhu in the future. It's easy to suffer a backlash.”
Old Zhu had asked him to leave this time because this matter was not over.
It was because he hadn't thought of how to refute Zhu Xiongying.
Tomorrow night, when he delivered the plagiarized copy of The Analects of Confucius, Zhu Yuanzhang would inevitably give Zhu Xiongying a beating.
……
After leaving the Hall of Heaven's Tribute, Zhu Xiong Ying headed straight for the Hall of Cultural Splendor.
This time, he didn't go back to his own residence but went straight to Zhu Yunwen's residence.
As soon as Zhu Xiongying entered the door, Zhu Yunwen subconsciously hid behind him.
"What's wrong? It's as if you've seen a ghost when you see me."
"Have you been busy recently?" asked Zhu Xiongying.”
Zhu Xiongying looked at Zhu Yunwen with a smile on his face.
"I'm... I'm not busy."
Zhu Yunwen replied weakly.
"That's good. I have something for you to do for me.”
Zhu Xiongying said bluntly,"Before noon tomorrow, copy the first ten chapters of the Analects of Confucius.”
"Ah?"
Zhu Yunwen was unhappy on the spot.
No matter what, copying books was something that students hated the most.
"What's wrong? Don't tell me you think that I'll let you curse me to death by beating you up?”
Zhu Xiongying said threateningly.
At the same time, his body kept approaching Zhu Yunwen.
The Analects of Confucius was either not copied or not copied.
If you want to copy, it has to be Zhu Yunwen!
"Royal brother, I…I won't dare to do it again.”
Zhu Yunwen kept retreating, thinking about the experience of being beaten up in Fengtian Palace.
"I have always been a separate person. After copying these ten chapters of the Analects of Confucius, the matter of you cursing me to death will be written off.”
Zhu Xiongying thought for a moment and came up with a reasonable solution.
"Really?"
Zhu Yunwen's eyes lit up.
"A gentleman's word is a promise."
"Then I'll start copying immediately."
Zhu Yunwen's brows were raised with joy."Imperial brother, don't worry. I'll send it over tomorrow morning."”
Zhu Yunwen couldn't sleep last night.
Thinking about what she said next to Zhu Xiongying, she felt a chill down her spine.
After all, Zhu Xiong Ying was the person who was going to take over the throne of the Ming Dynasty.
If Zhu Xiongying became the emperor in the future, would Zhu Yunwen have a good life?
It was a rare opportunity to write off the debt.
He was willing to copy the entire book, even ten books, let alone the first ten chapters.
Zhu Xiong Ying watched as the other party picked up a pen and paper, then turned around and walked back to his residence.
The palace maid had already prepared a table full of dishes.
He was waiting for Zhu Xiongying to eat.
There was a table of dishes on the table.
Zhu Xiongying opened the system in his mind.
[Host: Zhu Xiongying]
[Age: 8 years old]
[Identity: Great Ming Emperor's eldest grandson]
[Physical Aptitude: Unparalleled Physique]
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