Father can be an enemy to the country

The so-called brine and tofu, one thing will be reduced.

Zhu Yuanzhang was afraid of his wife. To be precise, he loved, respected and feared Empress Ma, and that didn't change at all after becoming emperor.

"Of course my son won't talk nonsense." Zhu Biao looked at Zhu Yuanzhang helplessly and said, "But father, can the affairs in the palace be hidden from the mother?"

"Well, we know we can't hide it." Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile: "But if you don't complain, it won't be a big deal. If you can say a few nice words for dad, it will be an even bigger deal."

"Let's see." Zhu Biao curled his lips and said perfunctorily.

You are so beautiful!

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It was still dark on the fifth day of October, and the Forbidden City was busy with activity.

Under the command of the big eunuch, the little flamers used long hooks to lift off the white gauze lanterns and replaced them with the usual red gauze lanterns.

He also removed all the plain black gauze and paper horses and curtains on the only way from the Meridian Gate to Kunning Palace.

Even they themselves took off their mourning clothes and put on the green or red ones they usually wear.

In order to welcome the queen back to the capital, the ladies of the Sixth Palace also took off their plain skirts and changed into palace clothes, repainted their faces, and wore gold and silver.

Their highnesses also put on their dragon robes.

In short, Shangshangxia instantly came out of the state of "sadness" when the imperial concubine died, and entered the state of "joy" when the queen returned to the palace.

This time, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't have any objection at all. Before he completely disappeared, he shouted arrogantly to kill anyone who didn't show his filial piety.

At nine o'clock, a long line of ceremonial guards surrounded the thousand-year-olds of the Ming Dynasty as they left the Forbidden City and marched towards Shuixi Gate in a mighty manner.

People watching the excitement flocked in, crowding both sides of the long street. Officials from the Yingtian Mansion and the pro-army Duwei Mansion were waiting in strict formation, forming two rows of human walls to separate the long royal team from the common people to prevent anyone from taking the opportunity to cause trouble.

"Will someone cause trouble? Will it?"

On Concubine Chong's mother-in-law, Concubine Hu Chong knelt on the inner bench, holding the window frame with her hands, looking greedily at the vivid Nandu Fanhui Picture outside the window through the cracks in the window.

"Mom, can you think of something?" Zhu Zhen and her were facing each other, keeping the same posture, and looking out the window intently.

This was the first time he left the palace to look outside.

"Wouldn't my mother's skills be put to use?" Concubine Hu Chong said matter-of-factly.

"It's not your turn, a thousand-year-old empress, to take action." Zhu Zhen ruthlessly broke Concubine Hu Chong's fantasy.

"Uh, that's right..." Concubine Hu Chong was immediately discouraged. "With Father Qin's temper, he must have arranged many people in Nanjing, both covertly and overtly."

"It's good to know." Zhu Zhen nodded and withdrew his gaze.

It's really shameful to say that he didn't know it before, but now Nanjing is called Nanjing. He thought he would have to wait until his fourth brother moved the capital...

Of course, he already knew that by now. Now the Ming Dynasty has three capitals, Nanjing, Beijing and Zhongdu.

Nanjing is Nanjing, but Beijing is not Beijing, but Kaifeng. In later generations, Beijing is now called Peiping.

As for Zhongdu, it is Fengyang, the hometown of their old Zhu family.

With his shallow knowledge of history. Well, mainly from the TV series, it seems that although Boss Zhu is in Longxing, Nanjing, he has always been dissatisfied here. He thinks that building a capital here is too small to rule the world.

Moreover, a self-made big boss like him has always been very superstitious, and he was quite taboo about the previous "Guo Zuo Bu Yong" in the Six Dynasties of Nanjing.

So he wanted to follow the example of previous dynasties and build a capital in the Central Plains. However, since the war in the late Yuan Dynasty, the Central Plains was devastated and people's livelihood was in decline. It was already poor and weak, and it was difficult to support a capital city with a population of one million.

So there was a compromise - to build Fengyang as the capital in Jianghuai.

He asked his eldest brother that there are currently supporters of the three capital-building plans, and the three parties are fiercely competing. Zhu Biao told him that this was not something that his father could decide alone. It was still unclear where he would eventually become the capital.

Zhu Zhen could see that his elder brother was very distressed about this, and he couldn't tell him that Nanjing won. But Nanjing did not have the last laugh, and in the end, an unrelated place took advantage.

This also made him very distressed, because he couldn't tell his eldest brother that it was not you or your son who moved the capital in the end, but his fourth brother...

However, his two brothers were very, very good to him, which put him in a dilemma.

Alas, if you don't know the history at all, you won't worry about the future.

Or if you know the whole history, that can help you make the right choice.

The worst thing is that I only know a little bit, and the source is very unreliable.

It is completely insufficient to support oneself in making correct judgments, but will interfere with one's own judgment. Not only does it not help the problem, but it just adds to the worries, okay?

Seeing her ten-year-old son looking worried, Concubine Hu Chong took him into her arms.

"What's wrong, son, are you afraid that your mother will cause trouble again?"

Zhu Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered what he had said before. He wanted to break away from his mother-in-law's arms, but Concubine Hu Chong held on to him.

"Don't hug me. My son has grown up. If he doesn't hug me, he won't be able to hug him in the future."

Zhu Zhen had no choice but to stay still.

"Don't worry, for your sake, Mom will endure whatever she can from now on." Concubine Hu Chong put her cheek on the top of his head and reassured him in a self-righteous way: "Mother will never let you worry alone again."

"Uh, okay." Zhu Zhen nodded. It's always good to have one less thing to worry about.

"Besides, the Queen is back, and there will be peace in the palace." Concubine Hu Chong said with relief, but she held her son harder with her arms, as if she was worried that he would be snatched away.

Zhu Zhen seemed to feel the sadness of his mother-in-law and wanted to comfort her, but didn't know what to say, so he had to hug her arm tightly.

~~

But soon, His Royal Highness the King of Chu no longer wanted to worry about the mood of his mother and concubine, because he felt that he was about to be strangled to death...

Fortunately, as soon as the team came out of the west gate of the water, the fourth brother's shouts could be heard outside.

"Lao Liu, get off the car, get off the car!"

"Mom, I'm going to go for a walk." Zhu Zhen took the opportunity to break away from his mother's arms, jumped out of the car and gasped for air.

As mentioned before, Zhu Yuanzhang adhered to the principle that "no matter how rich he is, he will have children" and did not allow the prince to ride in a car or sedan chair in the palace.

When leaving the palace for a long trip, you should walk at least one-third of the way.

So the brothers had to walk the next ten miles to the riverside pier.

But the young princes really want it.

The sky is blue, the air is crisp, and you can see far into the distance at a glance. It can be regarded as an autumn outing. We talked, laughed, and joked along the way. We were not tired at all, and we arrived at the riverside pier before we knew it.

Of course, except for the limping Seventh...

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Waiting at the dock until noon, the Queen's fleet finally appeared on the river.

After another full hour, the Queen's boat stopped at the trestle. The officers and soldiers of the Duwei Mansion, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly set up a staircase more than two feet high for people to go up and down.

Because the deck of the ship is two feet higher than the trestle...

Looking up at the huge building ship, the princes all showed shocked expressions.

Zhu Zhen was also shocked. He had never seen such a big wooden boat.

But when I think about it, it makes sense. If the Ming Dynasty's shipbuilding level was not so high, how could it have built Zheng He's treasure ship?

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