Daming: At the beginning, Zhu Yuanzhang simulated the National Games

Zhu Di had just left the morning court at this time, and when he returned to the study, he was thinking about the overt and covert fights that took place in the morning court.

Given Zhu Di's sensitivity to the imperial court, he clearly felt that something was wrong with today's morning court.

It's another battle between king and minister.

But due to the lack of corresponding information, Zhu Di did not know what Zhu Yuanzhang was fighting against these ministers.

This is the helplessness of the feudal king.

Lao Zhu would not take the initiative to say anything to Zhu Di. Those ministers wanted to fight with the emperor, so naturally they would not tell Zhu Di, his son, the news.

The key is that he can't take the initiative to ask.

Why would a feudal lord ask so many questions?

Just do your job well.

After all, the dynasties were different. The Ming Dynasty was established in the early days, and Prince Zhu Biao had a deep foundation. No one wanted to pay attention to him, the little King of Yan.

Sighing, Zhu Di clearly felt that a storm was coming when he returned to Beijing this time.

Could this matter have something to do with Xu'er?

As soon as Zhu Di had this idea, Zhu Gaoxu found out Zhu Di's location from his servants.

Then he pushed the door open directly and saw his father.

Seeing his father frowning behind the desk, Zhu Gaoxu walked in and asked, "Is there something troubling my father?"

Zhu Di didn't expect that as soon as he thought of his son, he would appear directly in front of him.

Without blaming Zhu Gaoxu, he opened the door and came in. When Zhu Di saw his son, he felt a sense of awareness in his heart.

I feel more and more that what happened this morning has something to do with his son.

Thinking of this, Zhu Di's eyes lit up.

Why not ask yourself this son.

After all, this son is now much more popular than him in front of Lao Zhu.

He asked as soon as he thought of it. Zhu Di pointed to the chair beside him, motioned for Zhu Gaoxu to sit down, and then said: "This morning, some ministers of war reported the instability in the north, saying that they wanted to strengthen the troops and weapons on the northern border."

"The instability in the north is sheer nonsense. The north is indeed in chaos, but there has been little movement from the remnants of the previous dynasty on the border."

"The main reason is that there are many bandits in the local area. Some bandits have already become big, but your grandfather knows these. They are just a bunch of bandits. They can be wiped out in less than a year after taking action, so you

Grandpa refused to give in at all and rejected it directly. Anyway, the morning meeting was very lively today. Do you know the reason for this?"

After Zhu Di finished speaking, he glanced at Zhu Gaoxu lightly, then picked up the teacup on the desk and tasted it.

Zhu Gaoxu knew his father's temperament, so he didn't show off and directly told his father about the seven-day appointment.

After Zhu Di heard this, he suddenly understood the powerful relationship.

"Your grandpa made a good move, but you must win the seven-day appointment and give your grandpa as much face as possible."

Zhu Gaoxu nodded. He was full of confidence in the competition seven days later.

Zhu Di became more and more satisfied with his son. Seeing Zhu Gaoxu nodding, he knew that his son was confident, so he said no more.

Zhu Di, who had cleared up his doubts, asked Zhu Gaoxu another question.

"I heard that you and Hu Weiyong's grandson had a fight yesterday?"

Zhu Gaoxu was not surprised that his father knew about this.

My mother knew it yesterday, and it is impossible for my father not to know.

However, Zhu Gaoxu was not in a hurry to admit it.

He carefully looked at Zhu Di's expression.

Seeing that there was no anger on Zhu Di's face, he nodded with relief and admitted it.

And Zhu Di did not get angry.

It’s the same as Zhu Gaoxu thought before.

This is a dispute between the younger generations.

Hu Wenzheng, who is fifteen or sixteen years old, cannot beat a four-year-old baby, which only shows that he is useless.

He, Zhu Di, would be considered old if he didn't stand up for his children. The Hu family took advantage of it.

Of course, Zhu Di didn't know that his son had defrauded Hu Weiyong of many good things.

Later, Zhu Di told Zhu Gaoxu: "He is just a grandson of Hu Weiyong. As long as he doesn't kill him, he will be beaten. But you still have to pay attention to the impact. It doesn't sound good to draw a knife and hurt someone in the street."

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Zhu Di obviously cared about his son and pointed out Zhu Gaoxu's shortcomings.

Zhu Gaoxu also realized it and nodded without refuting, indicating that he remembered it.

Seeing that his son was so well-behaved, Zhu Di fell in love with Zhu Gaoxu even more.

"Tell me, what do you want when you come back this time?"

Zhu Di had a smile on his face, knowing that his son would go to the Three Treasures Hall for no reason. He must have something to do if he came back and hurriedly looked for him this time.

Zhu Gaoxu was stunned when he heard his father's words.

He originally thought that his father would continue to ask about the Ming Gun, but unexpectedly the conversation changed and he asked him what he wanted.

With a change of heart, Zhu Gaoxu understood what his father meant.

My father is also a sensible person and knows that some things cannot be forced.

If you want to say something, you will naturally say it. If you don’t want to say something, my dad won’t ask.

I have to say that Zhu Di does have two skills.

Zhu Gaoxu had originally kept the news about the Ming Dynasty gun on his lips, but suddenly he stopped asking.

But since his father stopped asking, he didn't plan to tell either.

Let’s wait until a month later when everything is finalized.