Ming Dynasty: Zhu Yuanzhang chose the reason for Ming and Ming at the beginning
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"If you hear more, you will have no doubts. If you are careful with what you say, you will have fewer doubts and more doubts."

Deep in the Eastern Palace.

There was the sound of someone stammering as they recited.

The short man who was reciting was Zhu Yunwen.

He stammered and his face turned red.

Madam Lu's face was full of disappointment."You've already memorized this article for so long, but why can't you memorize it? The family banquet is in three days. If Imperial Grandfather asks you and you can't answer, what should you do?”

"Mother!"

Zhu Yunwen's face was full of disappointment.

This appearance made Madam Lu's heart ache again.

He quickly pulled Zhu Yunwen into his arms and comforted her softly,"Yun Wen, it's not that mother is strict with you, but if you want to ascend to the 9th and 5th position in the future, you must not relax.”

"Now that your big brother is dead and that Zhu Yunhao is a good-for-nothing, the hope of our Zhu family is all on you.”

Zhu Yunwen was hesitant, but in the end, she was firm."Mother, don't worry. In the future, when I become the emperor, I will definitely lead Da Ming to become better.”

Lady Lu smiled." It's good that you know it in your heart. However, you mustn't mention this in front of outsiders."”

Zhu Yunwen nodded and went back to the study to memorize.

Looking at her son's back, Madam Lu felt even more gratified.

Although his son was a little stupid and stiff, it didn't matter.

Now, there was only Zhu Yunwen and Zhu Yunyan in the East Palace.

In the future, who else could he choose but Zhu Yunwen?

As for Zhu Yunyan,

Although she didn't know what was wrong with that guy today, Lady Lu didn't take him seriously.

Da da ~

Footsteps sounded. He turned around and saw that Zhu Biao, the master of the Eastern Palace, had returned.

Zhu Biao was very excited today.

By taking a Marrow Cleansing Pill, he would be able to cleanse his body and not have to worry about future illnesses.

After that, he and his father planted potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn in the palace.

When he thought of how the people of Ming would eat their fill, Zhu Biao couldn't help but laugh out loud.

A son inherits his father's will.

Zhu Yuanzhang loved the people so much, and under the influence of his eyes and ears, Zhu Biao naturally wouldn't be bad.

When Madam Lu saw Zhu Biao, she quickly revealed a sweet smile."Husband, why did you come back so late today?”

With her sharp eyes, she noticed that Zhu Biao's body seemed to be covered in mud.

He could not help but frown slightly.

He looked like he had just returned from farming.

"There is a joyous occasion today."

Zhu Biao laughed.

They waved their hands and introduced the sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn that the immortal had given them to Lady Lu. They also told her about the interesting things they had done in the Imperial Palace today.

However, Lady Lu was not interested in these things at all.

He only said a few perfunctory words.

"Husband, apart from accompanying Father in farming today, did you ask Father what he would be testing at the family banquet three days later?”

Lady Lu asked anxiously.

Compared to planting food, she was more concerned about Zhu Yunwen's position in her grandfather's heart.

Zhu Biao couldn't help but frown.

I'm telling you how great the benefits of producing 6,000 catties of sweet potatoes per mu will be for the Ming Dynasty, but you're only concerned about how Imperial Father will set a test for your grandson in three days?

For Madam Lu to be able to survive to this day, she was also a person who was good at observing the emotions of others.

Seeing that Zhu Biao was a little unhappy, he quickly changed his words."Husband, after all, Yun Wen is most likely to inherit your position in the future. If you don't teach her well, then you will be letting down the Great Ming.”

It was better not to talk about this.

Zhu Biao's expression darkened.

That Zhu Yunwen, that pig brain who was taken down from the throne by Fourth Brother in three years.

He even said that he had betrayed Da Ming?

I think letting him ascend to the throne is letting down the people of Ming Dynasty, right?!

"Alright, go prepare dinner first.”

Zhu Biao suddenly felt bored and left with his hands behind his back.

Lady Lu was stunned.

He did not understand what he had said wrong.

She was the Crown Princess and Zhu Yunwen was Zhu Biao's eldest son.

Shouldn't he take over the throne after Zhu Biao?

"Could it be that what that wolf cub said was true?”

Thinking of Zhu Yunwen's words, could it be that the emperor was already prejudiced against Zhu Yunwen?

His face darkened.

"Who was the one who slandered the Emperor?!”

His father had clearly loved this royal grandson of his before.

Why did it suddenly become like this?

She would never have thought of it.

Zhu Yunwen had been banished to the cold palace in Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao's hearts because of the question space.

.......

They strolled around the Eastern Palace.

Zhu Biao inexplicably walked to Zhu Yunhao's house.

'I wonder how Yunchen is doing recently?'

An idea popped up in his mind.

Not only was Madam Chang Zhu Biao's child, but she was also a childhood sweetheart.

The relationship between the two could be said to be stronger than gold.

Ever since Madam Chang died due to Zhu Yunjiu's dystocia, Zhu Biao had been inexplicably angry with his son. Therefore, he had subconsciously distanced himself from Zhu Yunjiu as he grew up.

However, after coming out of the question space, he found out that Zhu Yunwen couldn't bear the responsibility.

Zhu Biao couldn't help but look at his third son.

No matter what, he was still the child of Madam Chang.

After all these years, Zhu Biao felt relieved.

The door wasn't closed.

Zhu Biao quietly walked into the room and saw the flickering candlelight in front of the desk.

Zhu Yunhao was sitting in front of the table, writing.

"It's already so late, and you're still cultivating?"

Zhu Biao was slightly stunned.

Lady Lu had always described her child as ignorant and incompetent, a mischievous person in her heart.

But the situation in front of me

The moonlight shone on Zhu Yunhao's body, forming a perfect picture.

The mischievous child in her impression suddenly…

He seemed to have become a little unfamiliar!

He walked over quietly.

He saw Zhu Yunhao writing on the Xuan paper.

The black and white words were extremely sharp, as if dragons and snakes were dancing wildly.

Looking again, there seemed to be thousands of ravines hidden in a piece of Xuan paper.

"Good handwriting!"

Zhu Biao couldn't help but blurt out.

Even those old pedants wouldn't be able to write such words.

Only then did Zhu Yunhao raise his head.

In fact, he had heard Zhu Biao's footsteps a long time ago, but he deliberately ignored them.

He looked at his deadbeat father and said indifferently,"Father, why are you here so late?”

"Nothing, I just came to see you."

Zhu Yunhao's calmness didn't dampen the passion in Zhu Biao's heart. He couldn't help but recite the Ci Fu written on the Xuan paper.

"Kun Lun's Mysterious Domain, looking far into the distance, dry of the clear Yang, Kun is eternal. Shenzhou, Chixian, Yinghai, surrounded by incense, the country flourished. The sons and daughters of the Chinese nation are like phoenixes and dragons; they are invincible in saving the country from subjugation."

As he read.

Zhu Biao suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Son, where did you get this poem?”

He could be considered well-read.

However, after searching through his mind, he couldn't find any similar words.

Zhu Yunyan said casually,"I wrote this in my spare time today. I would like to name it as a powerful country's Fu. Father, please forgive me."”

This poem was still a few hundred years away from being born.

However, since he had transmigrated, he would use it casually.

Zhu Biao widened his eyes.”

This poem was not particularly outstanding, but it was definitely beyond the standard of ordinary scholars.

Whether it was the idea or the words.

They could all be called top-grade works.

His child was only twelve or thirteen years old, but he was actually so talented?!

But Lady Lu had never mentioned it to him.

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