Rebirth of the Ming Dynasty: Sixth Generation of Glory, I don't want it

Xu followed Zhu Di's strength and leaned half against him.

The two of them walked out a beautiful journey on this deserted palace road.

"We walked this way when we were little. I even put a small stone in the corner."

In May, the daytime in the capital has become hot.

It is slightly cool at night, which is the most comfortable time of the year.

Xu couldn't help but think of the past and pointed to a corner and said something.

"I took it."

Zhu Di felt a little embarrassed.

"Really?"

Xu was surprised.

"You came out of my mother's palace, kicking pebbles all the way, kicking and kicking, and every kick hit my heart."

"what--"

Listening to Zhu Di's rare sweet words, Xu suddenly felt her face turn red.

"You called me Fourth Brother back then. When you were coaxing me, you called me Fourth Brother."

"Fourth brother——"

"Ah, I get goosebumps when I hear this!"

"Humph! Can you speak, huh? If you can't, don't speak!"

“I was wrong, I was wrong!”

"Let's go--"

"Hey, you dare to kick me! Watch out!"

The two elderly men didn't care that there was a group of people following them and started fighting with each other, until finally Xu got tired and squatted on the ground.

"Go back!"

"back!"

Zhu Di smiled and really squatted down. After Xu lay down, he lifted her legs up and threw them up.

"It's so light, you need to eat well."

"Okay, eat till you're a big fat man."

Xu put her head on Zhu Di's shoulder and giggled. Even though wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes, her laughter was still charming.

"Thank you Queen for accompanying me all the way."

"You're welcome. Me too."

Xu replied solemnly.

Zhu Di has always had a rather awkward personality.

There is the pride of being a prince, and there is also the humility of being a prince.

When he was studying in the Daben Hall with his brothers, no matter how well he performed, the late emperor always praised his elder brothers.

In the former queen's family, he was the fourth son, and under him was the younger fifth son.

If he doesn't fight, no one will pay attention to him.

He fought for it, but his father just thought he was competitive.

Gradually, this personality became awkward. I wouldn't say whether I was happy or unhappy, and hoped that people around me would guess.

Only if you guess it right can you continue to exist by his side.

Otherwise, just change people.

Fortunately, he couldn't hide it and it was easy to guess.

At least that's what Xu thought.

Therefore, Xu won Zhu Di's heart early on.

Unfortunately, his father never guessed it.

Before he was seven, all Zhu Di wanted was a name. A name that he should have had since the day he was born.

The same name as his three older brothers.

But the wait lasted for several years.

When I got there, I got it together with others.

He just wants others to give him a little more exclusive attention.

As long as you take the initiative to guess and get closer to him, he would be eager to give you his heart.

Xu was given to Zhu Di when he was very young.

Zhu Di then gave all his heart to Xu.

Until now, this feeling has become more and more like a pot of old wine, which can make you drunk with just one smell.

"Fourth brother, let's go to the horse race after we return to the capital."

"it is good."

"But what about this side?"

"Let Chi'er govern the country here, he's a cunning man!"

Zhu Di didn't want to mention his eldest son, who was in a particularly bad mood every day, at this time.

But recently, the eldest son's cunning seems to have doubled.

Among the court officials, Zhu Gaochi was like an octopus and could chat with anyone.

There is also a special skill that can make people cry after just a few words.

He just has that kind of courtesy and respect for others.

Zhu Di just couldn't learn it anyway.

Together with Zhu Zhanji, this is just a small guy now.

That day, I saw an old minister kneeling down and struggling to stand up, so I ran down to help him.

When he left the court, he specially arranged for a young eunuch to support him and escort him safely all the way home to be handed over to his son.

The old guy was moved to tears at the time and praised me endlessly afterwards.

Later he asked Zhu Zhanji why he went to help.

Zhu Zhanji’s first sentence was to respect the elderly and love the young, and his second sentence was that if he didn’t stand firmly and fell, his grandmother would have to take things out of the inner treasury, which was not cost-effective.

He always felt that one day Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji, father and son, sold out the court officials, and the court officials were still diligently counting the money they earned for them.

He even wanted to shed tears for those civil servants.

"How can you talk about your son like that? You are exactly like your father!"

"I'm fine! I just beat and scold!"

Zhu Di protested and almost threw Xu down with his hand.

"Humph, let's talk about this back at the palace, or you'll throw me down!"

"You bitch! Do you think I can do that? You won't even fall if I carry two of them."

"I won't carry you again!"

"Oh."

Feeling threatened, Zhu Di really shut up and carried Xu back on his back.

Both of them were sweating.

After everyone had washed and dressed, Xu leaned over and asked:

"What did Chi'er do again?"

"It's not that Zhiming and Anle are arranging for women to study and learn a craft, and someone is instigating the students of the Imperial College to step forward."

Zhu Di was now clear-headed and was willing to share his son's treachery with Xu.

"Not observing the chastity of a woman, being a hen crowing at dawn, and restless at home, are immoral, or is there something worse?"

As soon as Zhu Di said the first sentence, Xu understood.

She had anticipated the day Zhu Zhiming planned to move his Beijing system to the capital.

"Oh, right, after all, it's nothing more than these few, but I didn't mention the hen crowing at dawn. It's too obvious, and it would be like talking about you. If I mention you, I will be furious, but they don't dare. Your big son turned around and went to the Imperial College to organize a debate."

Zhu Di always felt that civil officials were cowardly and students were stupid.

The civil officials did not dare to go, and the students did the same as his father did, hanging big-character posters in the Imperial College to express their protest.

Zhu Gaochi didn't argue with others.

It is said that in the future, there will be a debate competition every month in the Imperial Academy, the top-ranked institution of learning in the Ming Dynasty.

The students’ debate team was set up entirely by themselves.

There are two teams each time, with ten people in each team, one main debater, one deputy debater, and the others are assistant debaters.

The team that wins that month will advance directly and debate with the newly formed team next month.

The winning debaters can all be given an excellent evaluation by the Imperial College at the end of the year.

The team with the most wins at the end of the year also has a scholarship for ten people.

The topics are set by the royal family, and the debate topics are all one positive and one negative, and are drawn in advance.

The preparation time is seven days.

This kind of royally organized competition has an influence no less than the official imperial examinations. For all ambitious students, it is a very good opportunity to improve their reputation.

There is no one who is not good at speaking who can enter the Imperial College and has the confidence to form a team to participate in a debate competition.

When Zhu Gaochi said this during his inspection of the Imperial College, the college was in an uproar.

But the questions Zhu Gaochi asked were so cool that even Zhu Di was trembling.