Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

"Dad, if the Ji Fei Lu is really written, why don't you show it to us so that we can revise it diligently?"

When Zhu Biao said this, the princes all raised their heads, with a little hope in their eyes.

Even Empress Ma turned her head and looked at him with a little amusement.

The husband she chose was the most studious in her life, but also the most willing to be a teacher in her life. However, unlike those pedantic old scholars, he really had the power. Isn't it infuriating?

To the scholars, Chongba was the father, and to the people of the world, Emperor Hongwu was the emperor.

Therefore, when Empress Ma heard that later generations said that the Ming Dynasty also had a "Great Edict", she was not surprised at all. This was too much like Chongba's style.

As for how to deal with the statement of "Record of Non-Accounts"...

"If you were honest and upright, how could we write this book?"

Sure enough, Zhu Yuanzhang's face was full of disdain, and he asked a preemptive question directly, sweeping his eyes over the disciples:

"If you and your descendants can be like the prince, then "Record of Non-Accounts" must be a blank sheet of paper, what is there to write or record?"

"If it is really possible, I might even write "Record of Virtues" to praise you!"

As the eyes of the emperor of Ming Dynasty swept over, Zhu Chong was a little uneasy, and Zhu Yu immediately lowered his head with a guilty conscience. He felt that if his father really wrote this kind of book, he would definitely be ranked first, wouldn't it be a disgrace to future generations?

Zhu Di also looked aside with a guilty conscience. I don't know if it was an illusion, but I always felt that his father seemed to look at him with emphasis when he said the four words "honest and upright".

This made the Prince of Yan a little anxious, and he even wanted to bring Fang Xiaoru to him to ask what the so-called Fengtian Jingnan was.

But he also knew that this was probably just wishful thinking, and it was better to pray for Fang Xiaoru in advance.

After all, his name had already entered his father's ears, and he would never be able to settle down again.

However, when Zhu Di turned his head with a guilty conscience, he did not see his father looking at the light curtain, and he also felt guilty.

Although the disciples did not say anything, Zhu Yuanzhang could not deceive himself-how could he not remember Ye Boju's name?

In the ninth year of Hongwu, the disciples had not yet been enfeoffed and were all in the capital. The changes in the stars at that time had already been interpreted as the king's failure to be virtuous. When Hu Weiyong was actually the sole prime minister, Ye Boju's memorial could reach him directly, and Zhu Yuanzhang could not think too much, so he finally took advantage of the issue to express his anger, and finally made Hu Weiyong talk about peace.

The emperor and the prime minister pulled and pulled, and finally Ye Boju died in prison. He didn't expect that his fellow countryman Fang Xiaoru would write a biography to pass it down to later generations, and it was eventually passed down by later generations through the light curtain, and it was used as a thorn in his heart.

This thorn was not a big injury, but he couldn't help looking back and worrying about it, reminding him that he had nothing to do with the title of benevolent monarch.

As for Ye Boju's words that he discussed the division of fiefdoms, even if he didn't believe it, he couldn't help but murmur in his heart. After all, the fourth brother...

[If the thirteen northern expeditions of the Ming Dynasty really achieved what the Xuanmin proclamation said, "expel the barbarians and restore China", it can be called the time when the stars of the Ming Dynasty shone.

Then the consequences of Zhu Yuanzhang, the only helmsman of the Ming Dynasty at that time, doting on his son and indulging him can be called the time when the stars shine.

However, it is more appropriate to leave these contents for the next issue. After all, the success of Zhu Di, the Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty, was also related to this group of brothers, whether positive or negative.

But in fact, if we look at it in detail, the problems of nobles and vassal kings in the early Ming Dynasty are actually somewhat similar in essence.

In the early Ming Dynasty, whenever nobles made mistakes, other nobles would inevitably come out to plead for them. This is common in history. Of course, in the eyes of the nobles at that time, everyone was a brother in Huaixi. You got angry when you killed two commoner brothers. Isn't it an exaggeration?

In this regard, the vassal kings were similar. There were more than one or two records of Crown Prince Zhu Biao pleading for his brothers. For example, Zhu Chong was called back and reprimanded by Old Zhu for not doing too much, and it was Zhu Biao who mediated; Zhu Yu used horses to drag people around in his fiefdom, and even played with chariots just for excitement. Old Zhu shouted that he would abolish his title of king, and it was Zhu Biao who mediated and protected his brother to get rid of the crime.

Of course, some people think that Zhu Biao was just a cover. In fact, the number of cases of various kings killing people for entertainment recorded in "Ji Fei Lu" can be said to be quite shocking, but the so-called most severe punishment of Zhu Yuanzhang was just to scold them, but there was no substantial punishment other than that.

Zhu Yuanzhang was dissatisfied with the mutual protection between the Huaixi brothers and the descendants of the nobles, but he could not escape this rut.

However, in the feudal era, the emperor who monopolized power was qualified to be unreasonable. In the end, before Zhu Yuanzhang's death, the nobles who were in the way were all killed, and the vassal kings who abused the people for fun were all unmoved. 】

Zhu Yuanzhang felt that his mood had just calmed down a little, but after reading a little, he began to be angry again, and even stood up to hit his son's head:

"You dare to call yourself an ancestor? What kind of ancestor are you!"

Zhu Di did not dare to escape. He endured the slap and did not wait for the second one. He looked up and saw his eldest brother standing in the middle and trying to dissuade him:

"Dad, let alone the temple or posthumous title, who is still discussing it? This so-called Chengzu is most likely the work of the descendants, what does it have to do with the fourth brother?"

As a result, this dissuasion was like adding fuel to the fire, making Zhu Yuanzhang curse immediately:

"Get out! Even if the temple and posthumous title were not determined by the fourth brother, are they not his descendants? How can it have nothing to do with it?"

"He bullied your son, Biaoer, even if he borrowed the name of his uncle, it was a rebellion! You should start to be a good person!"

"Then I'm just wasting money and wasting money, so you can just make peace with me. Is it okay to make peace with my car and destroy people's lives for fun?"

However, such fierce words also made Empress Ma dissatisfied. She simply patted the table and said:

"Then, didn't future generations tell me that you are the one who has the monopoly power, so it was wrong for Biao'er to say a few nice words out of consideration for brotherhood? In the end, how can we judge whether he is still with you? How did it become Biao'er's problem?"

This was also mixed with Zhu Xi's deep thinking, trying to recall any actions that could be considered guilty.

As a result, when he turned around, the third brother simply knelt down and burst into tears:

"Dad is wise, you can send the Jin Yiwei to check. My son has been a vassal for less than three years. Even if there is a whipping cook, now he is well fed and fed. The cook hasn't cooked for two years."

"There is no such thing as running horses, trapping people, and tearing apart chariots for fun!"

Zhu Zhen was still holding the book and thinking about it. Seeing that he couldn't read any words at this moment, he heard Zhu Zhen beside him mutter slightly uneasily:

"I shouldn't be able to make this mistake, right?"

Sighing, Zhu Zhu saw that the fourth brother was still trying to lower his eyebrows to show his kindness, so he responded:

"You taught yourself the art of war and shared the trouble of killing thieves for your father. How could such a thing happen?"