Daming: At the start of the showdown, Lao Zhu was stunned

Chapter 593
The news reached Prince Zhou's Mansion on an ordinary morning.On this day, Zhu Su and Xu Miaoyun got up early as usual. After some morning exercises, the couple wrote books in the study.

What he wrote was a collection of poems, which was used to make Zhu Su famous.Nowadays, everything about the dissemination of new learning is basically done by Song Lian and many Imperial College students, but as the "leader of new learning" and the "founding master", Zhu Su's reputation is indispensable.He was far away in Yingzhou, but that was fine. It was rare for him to come back to the capital, so Lao Zhu strictly ordered him to write more articles and make his talent famous, so that he could promote Zhu Su.But when it comes to literary talent, even a thousand Zhu Sus are no match for Song Lian, so Lao Zhu decided to let him copy poems.If he is asked to publish a collection of poems, every sentence in it must be famous throughout the ages. This is an oath to drain the ink from Zhu Su's belly.

Compared with articles, poetry can indeed spread talents and reputation better.

Zhu Su liked peace and quiet and disliked hustle and bustle. This study room in Prince Zhou's Mansion was specially placed in the bamboo forest in the back garden.In a group of bamboo shadows and the mist of morning light, Xu Miaoyun was rolling up her sleeves and polishing ink for Zhu Su.

A section of the bright wrist is as white as warm jade, and there seems to be a vague fragrance in the nose.Only then did Zhu Su understand what the sages meant by "lively color and fragrance".

"'In the Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, there are peach blossom fairies under the Peach Blossom Temple. The Peach Blossom Fairies plant peach trees and pick peach blossoms for wine money... Others laugh at me for being too crazy. I laugh at others because they can't see through. I don't see the tombs of the heroes of Wuling. There are no flowers and no wine. Even though your highness's poem is good, it contains the resentment of declining prosperity. Could it be that you want to express your ambition with this poem, refute the recent rumors in the streets of Beijing, and show that you have no intention of fighting for the throne?"

"Indeed...it also has that meaning. Now my eldest brother is also clearly leaning towards the new learning and is starting to reform the imperial examination. It is like a bolt from the blue for those old school literati... He secretly instigates my brother's feelings and wants to use the struggle for the throne to force his eldest brother to abandon him. There’s nothing wrong with learning new things.”

"They are much more careful in their actions. They usually hide in the court, and all of them are high-sounding. They are no longer as easy to find as before... Damn, how many mediocre officials and worms have come out of Cheng Zhu's teachings. Now is the time for the Ming Dynasty. When everyone is united, there are some people who, for the sake of their own fame and fortune, try their best to hinder and hold us back. How many years have passed since the Song Dynasty to the Ming Dynasty, but they still only know how to fight between parties!"

"Internal fighting is good for internal fighting, but external fighting is bad for outsiders. You're a coward." Zhu Su couldn't help but curse.

"Since I can't find it, it's a good idea to calm down the debate with this poem. I didn't write it. It's better to let the well-fed scholar students guess my ambitions than to help incite public opinion."

"Your Highness said this again..." Xu Miaoyun comforted Zhu Su.She didn't believe it wasn't written by him.She had read a lot of poems, but she had never seen any of her ancestors write such poems.On the contrary, His Highness's past ambition to be the King of Peace coincides with this poem...

"Your Highness, Your Highness!" A voice came from far away, followed by the sound of swaying bamboo shadows and rapid footsteps.Xiang Deng, who was already an old eunuch, rushed in, looking out of breath: "Your Highness, ahem... there is an urgent call from the palace!"

"Urgent call?" Zhu Su was startled.Although there are one or two rumors in Beijing, they are not uncontrollable.The overall situation is still completely in the hands of the Zhu family.What big thing could happen?
"A senior companion from the palace came ahead, and I hurriedly went to find His Highness. I don't know what happened to Your Highness, Taisun Yan, and collapsed in the Qianqing Palace. Therefore, Your Majesty hurriedly summoned Your Highness to come in for discussion." Xiang Deng said.

"Fell down?" Zhu Su was stunned.

Xiangdeng regained his breath and rambled: "I don't know why my eldest companion is so anxious. He looks like his eyebrows were set on fire. Your Highness is a prince and not a miracle doctor. We don't understand that the White House is so anxious." What's the use of calling His Highness to enter the palace..."

"Get out of the way!" Zhu Su had already lost his Hu pen, and the ink on the tip of the pen dyed the word "madness" in the poem into a black cloud.He walked around Xiang Deng and quickly left the study in an instant, heading towards the concierge.A rare and solemn shout from far away came from outside the house: "Dog! Prepare your horse for me quickly!"

Xiang Deng was still stunned, but Xu Miaoyun had already reacted, and quickly picked up the robe on the shelf and chased him out: "His Royal Highness is still wearing regular clothes. He has to change his clothes when he wants to enter the palace..." "Obide by the authority in urgent matters, Gu. No more uniforms." Zhu Su reached out his hand to refuse, and gave Xu Miaoyun a look that said there was no need to worry.Over there, the dog galloping to the stable has already led the war horse to the gatehouse.Wearing only a thin pair of moon-white casual clothes, Zhu Su got on his horse, turned around and told the royal guards: "Let's go to the imperial city!"

"Drive!" Several Wang Wei immediately urged their whips and followed the impatient Zhu Su.

Zhu Su rarely rode horses in Yingtian City. He was usually considerate of the people, but this time he couldn't care less. Although his equestrian skills were good, he seemed to have bumped into many people's stalls along the way.But at this moment, he was no longer thinking about these things. All he could think about was Zhu Xiongying and his death...

In terms of age, Zhu Xiongying is eight years old now, exactly the same age as when he died in infancy in history.If it was just a minor illness, Lao Zhu would not have summoned himself into the palace so suddenly.After all, he is not a doctor. From this, it can be seen that Lao Zhu has lost his sense of proportion.

Could it be that Zhu Xiongying suddenly became seriously ill?In my previous life, I heard that history has the so-called self-correction ability... Zhu Xiongying has done so much but still can only live to be eight years old. Doesn't it mean that he revealed his origins and made all kinds of efforts to make China Yongchang possible? Are they all flowers in the mirror and moon in the water?

I have finally changed the direction of the wheel of history. Is it possible that in the end, I still have to return to the original trajectory?
Putting aside this feeling of powerlessness, Zhu Su focused on driving towards the imperial city.Yingzhou and Sanhan have been incorporated into China, and they have indeed changed history. Moreover, Zhu Xiongying may not be seriously ill.Maybe it was just because of the unusual cold that he acted coquettishly and wanted to find his fifth uncle, who he was so close to?

The palace gate is already in sight.

Zhu Su kept riding and reached for his pocket cards with one hand.I originally planned to show my waistband and enter the palace gate and go directly to the harem, but unexpectedly, there was a dark field of official hats kneeling on the ground blocking the way to the palace gate.

Zhu Su was afraid of trampling someone to death, so he had to rein in his horse, but he was already very angry.

"Your Majesty! Your loyal words are hard to hear! Now God has warned that disaster has appeared in the capital. If you continue to insist on reforming the imperial examination, God will be very angry..." Someone in the front row was crying at the palace gate.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" Zhu Su's face was dark. He had already seen that the man was holding a memorial in his hand. This was a letter written by the officials in series.The Ming Dynasty did not have this custom, and neither did the Yuan Dynasty.Only those who were as weak as Zhao and Song could have scholars want to control the emperor in this way.

Thoughts were running through his head, but he still wanted to go to the palace to see Zhu Xiongying. As he walked through the crowd step by step and came to the palace gate, he was about to take out his palace badge to show the guards, but someone grabbed him next to him. off his sleeves.

"His Royal Highness King Zhou! This person is His Highness King Zhou!"

"It is precisely because His Royal Highness the King of Zhou is good at establishing new learning and rebelling against the sages that he has angered God... If His Highness values ​​the country and the country, he should hereby declare that the new learning is false learning. Only by rectifying the original and purifying the source can God be appeased and protect the people. I am Daming Antai..."

(End of this chapter)