The Emperor's eyes were filled with complicated emotions.
Chen Shu held a high position in the Emperor's heart. Although he had been stabbed in the lungs by this fellow, the Emperor was furious.
If it were anyone else, even if what he said made sense, Zhu Yuanzhang would have already scattered this guy's ashes. Even if he didn't kill him, Chen Shu would definitely be on his blacklist.
But that child was different!
Old Zhu still remembered that when he had lost his confidence in fighting for the world, that person pointed at his nose and said,"Bullshit!"
Zhu Yuanzhang was definitely the chosen one!
Even he didn't trust himself, but Chen Shu trusted him.
This was Old Zhu's special feelings for Chen Shu, which surpassed kinship.
Perhaps it would be more appropriate to use the term confidant or fellow Daoist to describe his position in Chen Shu.
It was also because of this feeling that Chen Shu told his child that Old Zhu was not a good person.
He wasn't a good emperor?
The Emperor felt like he had been betrayed and was too ashamed to face his elders.
Is Zhen really that unbearable?
Zhu Yuanzhang, who was furious from embarrassment, also wanted to kill this bastard, but he was more unconvinced in his heart.
However, Zhu Biao had clearly explained Chen Shu's harm to the imperial clan, so he had no choice but to be convinced!
These complicated emotions intertwined, causing the Emperor's face to turn green and white.
Zhu Biao looked at his father, a little worried.
When he said these words, he was also afraid that the Emperor would fly into a rage out of humiliation and kill Chen Shu.
Although he had only known Chen Shu for a few days, Zhu Biao was very sure that Chen Shu was a talent for governing the country like Xiao He, Zhuge, and Zhang Liang.
Even if his father wanted to kill him, Zhu Biao was determined to go all out and protect Chen Shu.
However, what he waited for was not the Emperor's anger, but a sigh of waning interest.
"What do you think?"
To be honest, Old Zhu was still a little disappointed that Chen Shu did not agree with him.
"Your son begs Imperial Father to reduce the budget for the Imperial Clan's descendants and resolve the crisis of my Great Ming!”
"Your son is willing to set an example!"
"I beg Imperial Father to increase the salaries of the officials, especially the low-level officials. We can't let the honest people's hearts go cold!”
Zhu Biao mustered his courage and gave the best answer he had thought about.
When Old Zhu heard this, he was so angry that he panted heavily.
You're really quick to slap your father's face. Is Chen Shu that charming?
Zhu Biao's suggestion was just short of pointing at Old Zhu's nose and saying that Chen Shu was right and he was wrong.
How could he, the emperor, step down?
He picked up his weapon and was ready to beat up his son. Who knew that Zhu Biao would not run away this time. He stuck out his chest and waited for the Emperor to beat him up.
"Humph!"
"Things are not as simple as you think.”
Old Zhu had no choice but to throw the stick in his hand aside.
"The imperial court is short of money everywhere!"
"South Zhili's Yellow River changed its course.”
"I just issued a ban on the sea. The fishermen along the coast have to migrate, right?”
"Northern Desert Imperial Court, Wang Baobao is still eyeing us covetously.”
"And…"
The Emperor was furious. Chen Shu knew how to settle accounts, right? He would also settle accounts for Zhu Biao.
Every time he said a number, Zhu Biao's back was covered in cold sweat.
Putting aside the fact that he usually helped the Emperor handle government affairs, in order to deceive Chen Shu, he had recently used the identity of Zhu Mu, who was preparing to go to the Ministry of Revenue. Zhu Biao had really done research in the Ministry of Revenue recently.
The Ministry of Revenue was in charge of Ming's money and food, and could be considered the most crucial department.
There was absolutely no exaggeration in the numbers that the Emperor had mentioned.
Not to mention the exaggeration, even the Emperor was picking on it. The financial situation of the Ming Dynasty was actually more tense than what the Emperor said.
After all, the Ming Dynasty had only been established for a few years.
At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the Mongolians had left a huge mess behind.
It was already not easy for his father to be able to prop up the dynasty from this mess.
"I admit that I am wary of officials!”
"Zhen also hates corrupt officials!"
"It's not that I don't listen to Chen Shu's words, but I can't cook without rice!”
"If you manage the money and grain of the Imperial Court, an extra tael of silver is a large number for all the officials in the world!“
"If he gives his opinion, can he find money for me?”
When Old Zhu said this, Zhu Biao immediately thought of Uncle Xu's face.
Hmm…
If Chen Shu could make Uncle Xu, this old scoundrel, earn a lot of money every day, it shouldn't be difficult for him to find money, right?
If Imperial Father was also a deadbeat…?
Zhu Biao looked at the Emperor with ill intentions.
The amount of money that his father had spent was ten times that of Xu Da's. The penalty for breaching the contract was at least dozens of times.
If Chen Shu had arranged that repayment agreement for his father…
"What are you thinking about?"
The Emperor felt that his son's judgment was not quite right and asked.
Zhu Biao quickly put away his wild thoughts and looked innocent.
"Also, about reducing the salary of the imperial clan!”
"Have you thought about the consequences?"
"You raised this question so casually. Do you want to stand on the opposite side of your younger brothers?”
The Emperor's perspective was indeed different from his.
Zhu Biao finally realized that he had been rude. The salary of a prince was a rule set by the Emperor. This was not only his, but also the treatment enjoyed by the other brothers.
If Zhu Biao took the lead in asking the emperor to reduce his salary,
He was the Crown Prince, so naturally, it didn't affect him much. However, his other younger brothers might also have thoughts about him.
Zhu Biao knew that he had a lot of prestige in his younger brother's heart all these years.
The reason for this was not only because his elder brother was like a father, but also because he had been teaching his younger brothers since they were young.
But more importantly, the Emperor was intentionally or unintentionally establishing authority for Zhu Biao. If Zhu Biao had something to do with his brother, the Emperor would usually agree.
Under this subtle influence, all the princes felt that their big brother was standing on the same line as them. This was very important.
If he, the Crown Prince, stepped forward to affect the Prince's interests, then…
"Imperial Father, your son was rude!"
"Your son thanks Imperial Father for your advice!"
Seeing Zhu Biao come to his senses, the Emperor finally felt relieved.
"That Chen Shu raised the problem of the imperial clan. You used the method of reducing the prince's budget, but it was only a temporary solution!”
"Humph!"
"What kind of skill is asking questions!"
"If he can, then help me solve this problem!”
"Crown Prince, go ask that bastard brat later and listen to his opinion. If he can't say it, zhen will treat him as an incompetent person!”
"Later, I'll find someone to exile him three thousand miles!”
Zhu Biao raised his head and smiled.
The Emperor's words represented Chen Shu's suggestion. He had actually listened to it, but because of his face, he was unwilling to lower his status.
"Yes, Imperial Father!"
Zhu Biao was so excited that he kowtowed to thank him. He got up, turned around, and was about to leave.
"Wait!"
Old Zhu seemed to have thought of something, and his expression was complicated.
"When you go to inquire about Chen Shu, zhen also wants to be there!”
The Emperor took a deep breath and stated his request.
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