Chapter 208 Let’s All Go to Tuqiao Village!

yes!

It’s time to think carefully about the fact that the ventriloquist leader is Zhu Silang!

Hu Weiyong sat down slowly, waved his hand, and dismissed the servants.

Li Shanchang also sat down.

The mood is extremely heavy.

There is also a lot of pressure.

Bidding for tax packages and rural village communities proved that Zhu Silang had the ability to do things.

Surprisingly.

But not terrible.

Throughout the ages, there have been many people who knew how to do things.

But there are very few people who know how to do things and can survive in the intrigues of power.

Some people will die sooner if they are good at doing things.

In officialdom, survival always comes first.

If you can’t survive, just ‘knowing how to do things, being able to do things, and doing things successfully’ is useless!

To survive, you must have the skills to trample your political opponents under your feet and crush them to death!

This is the first skill you must learn to become an official.

"tonight……"

Hu Weiyong suddenly spoke, breaking the silence, "This absurd result of being teased by Zhu Silang also revealed Zhu Silang's tactics to us."

This is the one in the Lao Zhu family who has the deepest hiding and the most ability.

A donkey brays ventriloquist.

He just brought down a second-rank official in the dynasty.

It is said that Lu Ben was so angry that he vomited blood again today.

Although he was not dead, he was lying on the hospital bed again.

Look!

Zhu Silang is so insidious and ruthless in his actions!

He didn't take action for more than a year before, but when he did, he was killed with one blow.

It feels like a tiger and leopard quietly approaching its prey, or a poisonous snake swallowing snake messages!

After passing four levels in a row and successfully sprinting for the Imperial Examination.

Even if Zhu Silang doesn't want to.

Emperor Zhu would definitely not allow this tiger of the Zhu family to lie dormant in Tuqiao Village, wasting away his ambition.

He will definitely find a way to let Zhu Silang enter an official career.

Zhu Silang is different from the prince.

The prince and the emperor are actually different.

There are great contradictions in the concepts of governing the country and doing things.

Under normal circumstances, such a prince must have a very difficult life.

However, Emperor Zhu was born in a poor family, and he attached great importance to the traditional small family mentality. In Emperor Zhu's eyes, the eldest son and his family were very important.

Therefore, even if there are great contradictions in some concepts.

Emperor Zhu gave the prince a level of tolerance and support that no emperor in the past dynasties had ever had.

It was precisely because of some differences in ideas between the prince and Emperor Zhu.

Let them always use the prince to resist some of Emperor Zhu's decisions.

Once Zhu Silang enters the officialdom and reaches a certain level, the situation will inevitably change dramatically.

Zhu Silang is not a prince.

This can be seen from the fact that he defeated Lu Ben with one ventriloquism.

This person doesn't have so many worries or constraints when doing things, and he only restricts himself to his own rules.

At this moment, he couldn't predict what the cooperation between father and son would bring.

Or, can the father and son work together well?

But it is certain that Zhu Silang, who has the skills and ability to do things, sneaks into the officialdom, and is definitely a stinking rat excrement!

This pot of soup is no longer the taste they tried so hard to maintain!

…

Late at night.

Zhu Biao and Chang were in the palace. After the family had dinner, they returned to the East Palace in a carriage.

The palace ladies carried lanterns in front and sides for lighting.

It was quiet, only the footsteps and the slight sound of the shoulder carriage shaking could be heard.

Mrs. Chang looked at Zhu Xiongying who was sleeping in her arms, smiled, turned around and whispered: "Prince, when Xiongying is older, I want to send him to his fourth brother to study with him."

"Today, I told my father and mother about this idea without consulting you."

Zhu Biao was slightly stunned.

After regaining consciousness, he curiously asked: "What is the attitude of the emperor and the queen?"

"My father did not deny it and said he would consider it." Chang smiled and then asked, "What is the prince's attitude towards this matter?"

Zhu Biao smiled, pretending to be sour, and asked: "Am I not as good as the fourth child? Can't I teach heroes well?"

Well, he just has a bit of a taste for it.

It's not that he is jealous that the fourth child is more talented than him.

He will be happy if his brothers are more capable than himself.

But Xiongying is his son.

The wife wants to send her son to study with the fourth child. As a father, you will feel a little sad, right?

Chang smiled and said, "Of course the prince can teach the hero well, but the prince is too tired. As a mother, I don't want the hero to be as tired as the prince in the future."

A husband's tiredness is determined by his personality.

As a mother, she does not want her children to be as tired as her husband in the future.

Zhu Biao laughed dumbly.

Okay, that's all right.

He knows whether he is tired or stressed.

The fourth child once used Mao Xiang's words to remind him to be more ruthless in his actions and not to be afraid of bleeding if he wanted to do something, so that his life would be easier.

Although the original words that Lao Si asked Mao Xiang to convey were not like this.

But he understood that this was what it meant.

But he really doesn't want to do this.

He wanted to take a different path.

After gathering his thoughts, Zhu Biao looked at Zhu Xiongying who was sleeping soundly in Chang's arms.

As a father, he was willing to take a different path, but he also didn't want his son to be as tired as himself.

Then, he nodded with a smile: "You can rest assured that the hero will be left to the Fourth Brother, and so will I. Even the mother of the children in Tuqiao Village is full of praise."

"If I find an opportunity, I will also tell my father about my attitude."

Chang smiled.

The husband's attitude has a greater influence on the father and is more conducive to promoting this matter.

Moreover, if her husband agreed, the dissenting voices within the prince system would be more easily persuaded.

Zhu Xiongying was sleeping soundly.

He had no idea what his parents had done for him...

…

Kunning Palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang came out of the bath and hummed a little tune as he walked towards the bedroom.

Tonight's family dinner made me feel happier than the family reunion during the Chinese New Year.

…

Ma Xiuying was removing her makeup at the dressing table. When she heard the noise, she smiled and shook her head. While removing her makeup, she reminded him, “Be more restrained. You are just the emperor. If you were in a different position, you would have been beaten up for your annoying show-off all day.

This man has been showing off all day, and only his family is happy for him.

No one would feel comfortable if an unrelated outsider saw it.

Even some concubines in the harem were just catering to it on the surface.

After all, the fourth child is not their child.

She knew it, but she was too lazy to care.

This is just the human nature.

Zhu Yuanzhang came to sit down by the couch, snorted slightly, took off his shoes, and said domineeringly, “If anyone is unhappy, just hold it in! Hold it in! ”

As an emperor, he seems to be high and mighty.

How many times a year can he be really happy?

He is not a drunkard, nor is he a dissolute man.

In terms of food, clothing and daily necessities, in order to promote frugality and set an example, he is not as good as those ministers.

What's wrong?

His son passed the exam to become a scholar, he is happy, but he has to consider the feelings of outsiders?

Let them dream!

Whoever is unhappy, just hold it in and endure it!

Ma Xiuying smiled, stood up, and came to the couch, "Move in."

Hehe...

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and got on the couch.

Hey!

Suddenly slapped his legs and sighed, "You say, bastard Lao Si, when can you not only fight for us but also obey us?"

"You say today is such an important day, he didn't even come back to see the results."

"Tonight, at the family dinner, if he is around, we will arrange his family of four to sit around, and we will feel more comfortable..."

"It's more glorious! "Ma Xiuying smiled unhappily and exposed Zhu Yuanzhang's little thoughts.

She knew this man too well.

The occasion when the fourth son brought him glory.

But the fourth son did not come back.

He had no choice but to pull the fourth son to his side and show off in a silent manner: Look, this is our son!

Without the fourth son, he couldn't show off enough.

Ma Xiuying turned around, lifted the quilt, lay down, and deliberately squeezed: "It was you who disliked the fourth son a year ago, and now it is you who can't wait to tie the fourth son to your side..."

The embarrassment was exposed.

Zhu Yuanzhang's lips twitched, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

Lifted the quilt, got in, gave Ma Xiuying a back, and urged: "Blow out the lights, we drank too much, we need to go to bed! "

He admitted that he had gone too far in the past.

But he had already realized his mistakes.

We can't always hold on to the past, can we?

Ma Xiuying smiled and stood up, blowing out the candles.

It was quiet for a while.

Zhu Yuanzhang turned around, "Tell me about Xiongying going to the bastard Lao Si, what is your attitude?"

Hearing this, Ma Xiuying smiled, "Are you not angry anymore?"

"Let's talk business!"

"Okay, okay, let's talk business."

...

Zhu Di didn't know what happened in Jinling.

Pushed the door and came back from outside.

Seeing Xu Miaoyun sitting by the crib, humming a ballad, coaxing the two little guys to sleep, he couldn't help but smiled and asked, "Why are you so happy? "

He could clearly feel the joy in Miaoyun's ballad.

Shh!

Xu Miaoyun made a shushing gesture to make sure the two little guys were sleeping soundly.

She tiptoed up and carefully covered the two little guys with a small blanket.

Zhu Di took a closer look...

He couldn't help but laugh.

The two little guys fell asleep, and bubbles came out of their mouths from time to time.

Xu Miaoyun smiled and pulled Zhu Di to the bedside, gently pulled the curtain, and smiled and said, "Do you want to know why I am so happy? "

Zhu Di smiled and nodded.

Cooperating with Xu Miaoyun to keep the secret.

"Tomorrow, one of your sweethearts is going to get married. Of course I am happy. After all, one less sweetheart is going to get married..."

Puff!

As she said that, she laughed first.

Well, it was indeed because of this incident.

I never thought that one day, she would be so petty.

She was surprised that this joyful mood came without any signs.

It was incredible.

It was amazing.

Zhu Di smiled and reminded, "Have you forgotten that when we just got married, we had already agreed not to mention sweethearts again!"

Puff!

Xu Miaoyun smiled and raised her head slightly, showing great courage, but she did not dare to look Zhu Di in the eye, looking around, "I admit that I broke the rules, you can punish me."

"A little courageous, but not much. "Zhu Di smiled at Xu Miaoyun's shy eyes looking around, "You said it..."

Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to pinch Xu Miaoyun's soft cheek, then held her and lowered his head...

Xu Miaoyun's pretty face flushed instantly, and she mustered up her courage, took the initiative to stretch out her hands, hooked Zhu Di's neck, stood on tiptoe, and jumped lightly...

Two scissor legs, wrapped around Zhu Di's waist...

...

The next day.

The curfew had just ended.

It was still dark.

In front of the small courtyard in the east of the city.

Xia Shimin and his wife moved the tightly wrapped bundles of books from the house to the small human-powered cart outside the courtyard.

Packed everything.

After locking the door.

Seeing his youngest son Xia Yuanqi yawning, Xia Shimin reached out and rubbed Xia Yuanqi's head, and said with a smile: "Let's go!"

A family of four pushed a small cart and left along the alleys in the early morning.

"Father, is the Mr. Li last night the first prime minister Li Baishi?"

"Yes!"

"He took a university book without saying hello."

"It should be because he left in a hurry last night, and it was unintentional..."

...

A warm and low conversation between the family of four came out in the 'squeak' of the cart.

...

At the same time.

Jiangning County.

"Brother Zhou, are you going to take Shixian to Tuqiao Village to see Mr. Zhu?" The yamen opened the city gate, yawned and greeted Zhou Lang and his group who were about to leave the city.

Zhou Lang wore a shoulder badge on his shoulder and nodded with a smile: "Yes, go tell Mr. Zhu that he got the first place in the A grade."

...

Wait for Zhou Lang to walk away.

Several yamen runners withdrew their envious gazes.

"Look at Zhou Lang, the gap between us and Zhou Lang has really widened. It will be our honor to call him Brother Zhou in the future."

"When Zhou Lang came back yesterday, our Xinxian Zundu sent someone to invite Zhou Lang and his comrades to the county government."

"Alas, I can't envy him. The ancestral tomb of Zhou Lang's family is smoking, which allowed Zhou Lang to meet Mr. Zhu."

"Last night, when I was at Zhou Lang's house, Lang Lang grilled fish and drank. Zhou Lang said that in the entire court army, only the Daliaohe Guards wear their sword-style shoulder badges, not even the imperial guards! Do you think it's true?"

...

"Enough of being a show-off!" Tan Yuan sat on the horse's back, raised his leg and kicked the grinning Zhou Lang, and laughed and scolded: "Yesterday when you returned to Jiangning, you wore it all over the city, but this morning when you left the city at dark, you still wore it. I have been a soldier for so many years, and I have never seen you so showy!"

Zhou Shixian followed on horseback.

They all felt ashamed to see people, lowered their heads, and looked at the two little red horses accompanying them on both sides.

His father was really too showy.

Hehe...

"Isn't this meeting the brothers from the old yamen class?" Zhou Lang laughed and took off the shoulder badge carefully, "When we get to Tuqiao Village, I'll take it out and show it to Mr. Zhu, okay?"

He wanted to go in front of Fatty Jiang and turn around with the shoulder badge.

He wanted to show off.

Let Fatty Jiang envy.

Even if Fatty Jiang was a county magistrate, even if he became a prime minister in the future, he would not be qualified to wear bright yellow.

Based on his understanding of Fatty Jiang, Fatty Jiang would definitely be envious and jealous.

It would be different to show it to Mr. Zhu, not to show off.

Mr. Zhu was his guide, he wanted to let Mr. Zhu see his achievements and thank Mr. Zhu.

Tan Yuan shook his head helplessly.

Of course, if he returned to his hometown, he would probably not be much better than Zhou Lang.

He is now a hundred households with two bright yellow bars, which makes him look more arrogant than Zhou Lang, who has gold borders on his bars.

"Zhou Lang, you know Zhu Silang, don't you think he is a weird person? He took the college entrance examination, but he didn't even go to see the results when they were announced."

Tan Yuan was very puzzled.

That day, they were looking for Zhu Silang outside the Yingtian government office.

In the end, when everyone left, there was no sign of Zhu Silang.

Scholar!

If he could pass the exam to become a scholar, he would run over, hold the red list on the wall, and take a few bites.

Zhou Lang glanced at Tan Yuan, "Captain, you are too narrow-minded. My former boss, County Magistrate Jiang, said many things that I disagree with, but there is one sentence that I particularly agree with. County Magistrate Jiang said: Mr. Zhu has the talent to assist the king!"

"What's the big deal about taking the exam for a scholar?"

"Just wait and hear the news. This year, Mr. Zhu will definitely pass the exam for a juren!"

"Mr. Zhu doesn't care about these things at all. Let me tell you a secret. County Magistrate Fang, who invited us to the county government yesterday, is a popular person around the prince. He went to Tuqiao Village on behalf of the prince and visited Mr. Zhu three times, but Mr. Zhu refused to come out..."

As Zhou Lang spoke, he began to brag half-truthfully.

Tan Yuan was stunned...

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