Zhu Yuanzhang felt that it was interesting, so he walked over slowly with his hands behind his back.
He looked at Zhu Di's serious expression and narrowed his eyes."Fourth Bro, what are you doing?”
Zhu Di, whose head was covered in sweat, did not stop. He said,"Dad, I'm practicing with the Taoist priest. Do you want to practice?”
"What's the use of practicing this?" Zhu Yuanzhang said in disdain. How many heads could he chop off on the battlefield if he did not eat or drink?”
Before Zhu Di could speak, Fang Han, who was on the moss stone, said,"Your Majesty, Daoist martial arts are meant to strengthen the body, not to kill.”
Zhu Yuanzhang didn't say anything, but secretly glanced at Fang Han.
To be honest.
He still didn't like this kid. He always had an arrogant look.
"Father."
At this moment, Zhu Biao's voice sounded from behind.
Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head and looked at his beloved son. He recalled what Zhu Di had told him yesterday and could not help but feel his heart ache.
This kid must feel terrible when he saw that he was forced to jump into the river to commit suicide, right?
Zhu Yuanzhang stretched out his right hand and gently patted Zhu Biao's cheek. He said in a rare gentle tone,"Boss, are you still angry at us?"
Zhu Biao shook his head." Dad, it's all my fault. I don't understand you.”
Zhu Yuanzhang widened his eyes and looked at Zhu Biao in confusion.
How did this kid change overnight?
Zhu Yuanzhang understood Zhu Biao's character very well.
He had a lot on his mind.
When he saw his future self being forced to commit suicide by his biological father, he would be sad for at least ten days to half a month. How could he recover so quickly?
Zhu Biao seemed to have read Zhu Yuanzhang's mind and smiled."Father, it's all because of Priest Fang's words last night that I've benefited a lot.”
Zhu Yuanzhang raised his head and looked warily at Fang Han who was practicing on the moss stone. Without saying anything, he pulled Zhu Biao to another corner.
"Biao, did that kid secretly badmouth us last night when we weren't around?" he asked angrily.”
Zhu Biao didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he shook his head." Dad, what are you thinking? Priest Fang is not that kind of person."
Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly and did not say anything.
It was obvious.
He did not believe it.
"Father, Daoist Priest Fang isn't just a genius. He's also a rare Qilin talent," Zhu Biao said seriously.”
Zhu Yuanzhang was noncommittal." Forget it. Him? Qilin talent?"
"Father, do you know what Taoist Priest Fang said about you last night?" Zhu Biao asked hurriedly.”
Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyebrows and looked into the distance with his hands behind his back. He pretended that nothing had happened and said,"What's your evaluation?"
Zhu Biao enunciated each word clearly,"Reshaping the clothes and re-creating China, the work of an emperor for thousands of years lies in thousands of years."”
In an instant!
Zhu Yuanzhang's body shook!
This evaluation really hit the nail on the head.
Fang Han could travel through time and space and know the past and the future. In a sense, his evaluation also represented the evaluation of future generations.
Zhu Yuanzhang was secretly delighted.
This meant that his image in the eyes of future generations was not bad.
Of course.
The proud Old Zhu would definitely not show any joy. He only nodded calmly and said,"This kid, he's finally spitting out ivory.”
Zhu Biao also understood Zhu Yuanzhang's personality, so he just smiled and didn't expose him. He continued,"Father, I plan to put Fang Han in an important position."
The corners of Zhu Yuanzhang's mouth curled up.
Isn't this a coincidence?
He had just mentioned this to the child's mother last night, and this kid had taken the initiative to say it today.
Zhu Yuanzhang was happy to do him a favor. He nodded and said,"Alright, then I'll leave this kid to you. I won't interfere.”
Zhu Biao was ecstatic." Thank you, Father."
Zhu Yuanzhang was very happy. The estrangement between father and son had finally been resolved.
He leaned closer to Zhu Biao and glanced at Fang Han, who was teaching Zhu Di the Eight Steps of Vajra Arts, and whispered,""Biao Er, what else did that kid say last night?”
Zhu Biao snickered.
It seemed that Father still cared about Fang Han's evaluation.
He told Zhu Yuanzhang everything Fang Han had said.
After listening.
Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a long time. He looked at the distant sky, his eyes flickering.
At this moment.
His heart was like a raging storm, surging and unable to calm down.
To be honest.
When Zhu Yuanzhang launched the Northern Expedition, he did not expect how the future generations would evaluate him.
At that time.
Zhu Yuanzhang only had one thought in his mind.
That was to drive the damned Tartars out of the Central Plains and make them scram as far away as possible.
Sometimes.
Zhu Yuanzhang also felt an inexplicable sense of mission.
But he couldn't tell what it was.
Until just now.
Zhu Yuanzhang listened to Fang Han's evaluation.
The mystery that had puzzled him for many years was finally solved.
The inexplicable sense of mission he carried on his shoulders was for the sake of a stable home for the Han people.
He wanted the Central Plains to regain its peace and no longer be oppressed by the non-humankind, treating them like animals.
Zhu Yuanzhang straightened his back and heaved a sigh of relief.
He felt very happy.
All the hardships and blood that he had suffered for so many years had finally not been in vain.
So…
He was not alone.
So…
Six hundred years later.
There were still people who remembered how much he had sacrificed for China.
Even if he killed so many people, even if he was under pressure that ordinary people could not understand.
unknowingly
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes turned red.
His loneliness, his grievances, and his actions that were not understood by the world seemed to have been truly liberated at this moment.
I was originally a commoner on the right side of the Huai River. What more can the world give me?
Zhu Yuanzhang's chest rolled, and he couldn't help but want to roar into the sky.
With such an evaluation, he had lived up to his life.
Zhu Biao looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, whose emotions were fluctuating, and said apologetically,""Father, it's your son's fault. I misunderstood you before. I always felt that you killed the innocent and shook the foundation of the country. Your son should think more from your point of view.”
After returning to the room last night.
Zhu Biao tossed and turned, unable to sleep well the entire night.
Fang Han's evaluation of Zhu Yuanzhang made him unable to calm down for a long time.
He thought about a lot of things. He understood Zhu Yuanzhang and reflected on himself.
There was no perfect person in the world, and Zhu Biao was not one either.
He felt that he still had a lot to learn.
As an emperor, who wouldn't want their name to go down in history?
Zhu Biao naturally had this wish as well.
He hoped that when he became the emperor in the future, he would have a similar evaluation as Zhu Yuanzhang in the eyes of future generations. He would be satisfied.
"Good child, I don't blame you."
Zhu Yuanzhang revealed a gratified smile and patted Zhu Biao's shoulder, saying,""Each generation has its own mission.”
"I've lived enough in this life.”
"You only need to be the Crown Prince in peace. When I die in the future, you will guard the Ming Dynasty for me. Don't let those Tartars invade the Central Plains and destroy the foundation of China.”
"In that case, I can die in peace."
Zhu Biao's lips trembled after hearing these touching words.
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