Daming prepares the emperor

"Biao'er, come, let Dad hold you for a while."

Zhu Biao avoided the heavy father's love with a straight face, and said in a muffled voice: "Father, I have grown up, you can hug the third brother."

Zhu Yuanzhang stared and said: "Can it be the same? Come here! We want to hug you. You are our son, who will you hug if you don't want me to hug you?"

This is drunk and messed up.

Some people will fall asleep after drinking, some will lose their temper, and some will change their temperament drastically.After drinking, Comrade Zhu was easy to get on top of, obviously becoming a little more childish than usual.

Ma Xiuying came over with a bowl of hangover soup and poured it down intentionally for Zhu Yuanzhang. Seeing him teasing her son with a puffy look, she said helplessly, "Chongba, come on, you drink this bowl of soup before talking."

Comrade Lao Zhu took the bowl, didn't even look at what it was, just sighed, and said with a smile: "Sister, let's go out this time, calm down some places, and arrange some generals, not to mention, the territory is at least It's stabilized."

"I know you came back from a victorious battle, otherwise you wouldn't drink in the morning."

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Our subordinates are all big and rough. When we drink wine, we can't wait to drink it from a vat. The spoon for scooping wine is bigger than the gourd on the vine. If we weren't their boss, I'm afraid we could drink it until we fall over. Woke up with my head in the dirt."

Ma Xiuying was amused by him, and hung up his clothes while laughing.

He appeased his sister and explained the situation. In fact, Zhu Yuanzhang also comforted himself in a disguised form. No one can listen to his words, and he will not let others listen to them. Only when he returns to his own "home" will he confide in the outside world. , Confidentially, the spirit will become more peaceful and stable, and the hostility of fighting on the battlefield will be reduced.

Letting others know what is on your mind can sometimes make you feel at ease.

As soon as Comrade Zhu was relieved, he continued to target Zhu Biao.

"Your mother can hug you, but we can't?"

Zhu Biao hid across the table, and retorted: "Mother can't hug me, Dad, where did you see Mother hug me?"

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "This... we don't remember, anyway, she always hugs you, and she won't let us hug you—what's the matter, even if your mother never hugged you, what does it matter to us?"

Ma Xiuying sat on a chair not far away with a smile, made a pot of tea and watched their father and son making a fuss.

Zhu Biao changed the subject and said, "Father, I have a younger sister."

Zhu Yuanzhang subconsciously turned his head to look at Ma Xiuying's stomach, and said happily, "Sister, when did you get pregnant? Why didn't you tell us?"

The stamina of this wine was too strong, Zhu Biao immediately cut off Lao Zhu's fantasy, and said, "It's the younger sister born to Aunt Sun, just a few days ago."

Zhu Yuanzhang's high mood subsided visibly with the naked eye, and with some doubts, he asked, "Mr. Sun?"

"Yes!" Zhu Biao said, "Father, what name did you name your sister?"

Boys are preferred to girls in this day and age. Many girls are born, and their parents don't pay much attention to them. They hardly give them names, or no one calls them after they are named.

Although Zhu Yuanzhang would not give his daughter a name, it may not be fast, and it may take a long time to choose it.

Zhu Biao did this in order to make Sun's life easier. After the name was taken out, people in the backyard would know that Zhu Yuanzhang still liked his daughter, so they would not despise their mother and daughter.

Zhu Yuanzhang pondered and said: "Ladies, please be quiet. I still remember that when your grandma was here, she always thought about..."

He suddenly stopped talking, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Call Zhu Jingjing. The mirror of the mirror is quiet and quiet."

Memories and the present are intertwined, the soup has played a role, Zhu Yuanzhang has almost sobered up from the wine, and once his mind clears up, he thinks of serious things.

"Biao'er, we received news from your mother that Jing Jing was stolen by a ghost, what's going on?"

Zhu Biao told the story from the beginning to the end. Zhu Yuanzhang listened carefully, and combined with what Ma Xiuying told him in the letter, he immediately grasped the matter and asked, "What do you think?"

"I..." Zhu Biao retorted, "It still depends on your opinion. I agree with mother's point of view. There is nothing special about my sister, and her birth date is also very common. I don't think it will be enviable."

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Some time ago, Chen Youliang from the south of the Yangtze River proclaimed himself emperor. The name of the country is Han, and it was changed to Yuan Dayi, and his capital must be in Wuchang. He has always been against us, but he can't help us. If you want to say that he wants to Nothing happened to us except this person!"

Ma Xiuying said: "He proclaimed himself emperor by killing Xu Shouhui. He is a courtier, unfaithful and unrighteous, yet he dares to change the righteousness of the Yuan Dynasty. This kind of person...is more likely to use crooked methods."

"Biao'er, you have met that Liu Bowen, how is he?" Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly thought of his new subordinate.

Zhu Biao said: "It looks pretty good."

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and scolded: "You bastard, can't you just look at your face? We're talking about his talent and ability!"

"Being knowledgeable about the past and the present, he is proud." Zhu Biao replied according to his objective impression, "Anyway, my son is not as good as him."

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Oh? How can you not compare to him?"

Zhu Biao said: "Nowhere can compare...it doesn't matter. What I don't understand is where you will put him for use."

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed out loud, and looked at Ma Xiuying while laughing, and said happily: "Sister, look at our standard, who is only eight years old and wants to control the skills. Good! It is indeed our kind, really, progressive! "

Ma Xiuying also laughed, the two of them didn't seem to take Zhu Biao's troubles to heart at all.

Zhu Biao was quite speechless, but he didn't have the ability to resist. It's very normal for parents to laugh at their children, and it's also normal for them to watch their children cry while playing.

After laughing enough, Zhu Yuanzhang took advantage of Zhu Biao's inattention, pulled the man over by his sleeve, and sat down next to him: "Biao'er, you are still young, and those who are in the upper class may not be very smart. Half of the success has been achieved, and the other half is to know how to employ people, whoever knows what to do, let him do what, if you don’t understand, just find someone to supervise.”

Zhu Biao said: "Then you can't be so stupid as to be sold for money."

Zhu Yuanzhang sneered, and said lightly: "With us here, who would dare to sell our logo? Don't worry, Dad will definitely teach you well. Those monsters and monsters will not be successful at all."

If you die, you can't become a climate.

A dead man can never be a climate.

Ma Xiuying heard his subtext, glared at him, and said to Zhu Biao: "Don't listen to your father's nonsense, there is only one sentence in his pile of words-you are still young. Don't worry, take your time. Parents will teach you .”

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Your mother is right."

Comrade Zhu had no backbone, so he quickly corrected his erroneous thoughts, changed the subject and said, "How about Song Lian?"

Seeing the topic getting more and more crooked, Zhu Biao really found out that his parents don't care much about this matter at all. Probably in their view, this is just a very common trouble in their hell-like difficult life. Just deal with it.

"Mr. Song is very good." Zhu Biao is a good boy who respects the old and loves the young. He respects the elderly, not to mention that Song Lian is really talented. Just go to the house."

Zhu Yuanzhang responded, and said, "It's a small matter. It's just a nice person."

Ma Xiuying smiled and said: "Song Lian is very famous, Chong Ba, you have to respect him, and respecting him means that you respect literati, and if this continues, people will be willing to join you. And now that he has become Biao'er's teacher, you must respect him." Be respectful."

"understood."

Zhu Biao planned to escape, and confessed: "Mother, Mr. Liu said that he would do a fortune telling for me. I haven't seen it yet. I just have time now, so I will..."

Before Ma Xiuying could answer, Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and said, "Go, go, come back anytime."

"Hey!"

The door opened and closed with two sounds.

After he left for a while, Ma Xiuying put down the teacup in her hand and said in a low voice, "Chongba, what do you think?"

Zhu Yuanzhang lay down on the bed without moving, as if he would fall asleep soon, and asked vaguely, "What are you thinking?"

"About your daughter!" Ma Xiuying said, "What else can you think about? Look at Biao'er's attention, and then look at you."

Zhu Yuanzhang said happily: "This shows that our son is good, sensible, and knows how to love his brothers and sisters. This is like us."

Ma Xiuying ignored him, and asked again: "Do you really think Chen Youliang sent someone to do it?"

"It must be him." A sharp light flashed in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes, and his originally gentle expression became cold, "Sister, don't worry, we have other things to do when we go out this time, and we have plenty of back hands."

Ma Xiuying glanced at him, said nothing, and embroidered a few flowers quietly. After a while, seeing him lying on the couch and falling asleep from exhaustion, she stood up and covered him with the quilt.

The room is warm and harmonious, as warm as spring, only the breathing of the two of them is left, a sense of peace and warmth.

On this side, Zhu Biao went out and looked at the sky. In fact, it was still early. It was about eight o’clock. Comrade Zhu’s wine was drunk at dawn at five o’clock. He came over after the celebration banquet, not too late. .

Now is the right time to go to Liu Ji.

Zhu Biao went back to the house first, and called Liu Chubai before going out.One person and one dog asked the way, and then walked towards the destination.

It just rained last night, and it was completely dry when I got up this morning. Clouds and glows appeared in the sky, and the morning fog scattered away. Wisps of wisps lingered among the bamboo forests, drifting away and disappearing in the distance.

Liu Jiji was in the courtyard, with his hands behind his back, staring at a few copper coins on the ground, the wind was blowing, and his robe corners and sleeves were blowing up, and the sound of hunting seemed like a fairy among gods.

Zhu Biao watched from the door, secretly sighing that this man's demeanor is really good.

Without turning his head, Liu Ji said loudly, "Young master, please come in."

"Hello sir."

"En." Liu Ji pointed to the copper coins on the ground and said, "I have done a few hexagrams for the marshal and the young master. The hexagrams showed some risks, but the results are all harmless."

Zhu Biao said: "Of course it's good, but who is behind the scenes, sir, have you found out?"

Liu Jidao: "It's a bit eye-catching. This person is in the south, maybe it's a bit to the west."

Isn't this Chen Youliang?

Zhu Biao figured out this matter, and understood that it would not be resolved in a short while, so he was not in a hurry, and made up his mind to take precautions, preparing to solve it slowly in the future.

He mentioned another thing: "Sir, my sister is fine now, and now she is named Zhu Jingjing."

Liu Ji nodded: "I just checked some ancient books, and I have some speculations, please listen to me. This ghost had pasted a lot of yellow talismans in the house before the attack, and it must be used to kill popularity."

"Yes." Zhu Biao had already told Liu Ji about these things.

"Women belong to yin. If a pregnant woman wants to give birth, she will almost die, and her yang energy will be even more insufficient. What's more, the child she will give birth to is also a woman." Liu Jidao, "The influence of the talisman paper and childbirth is superimposed, so that these ghosts can barely Steal the child from the commander-in-chief's mansion. Other than that, it is impossible to make her harm others."

"What's the use?"

Liu Ji said slowly: "There are some sorcery that can use children to win over parents' popularity."

"What will happen if you become popular?"

"If it is mild, it will be a little sick. If it is serious, the family will be ruined, the fortune will be lost, the fortune will be blocked, and the great cause will be late."

Well, case solved.It turned out that Zhu Jingjing was the best at stealing.

And stealing her was indeed to plot against Zhu Yuanzhang.

At this moment, Xiao Zhu and Lao Zhu had already identified Chen Youliang in their hearts.

Liu Ji continued: "Humanism and practice have always been contrary to each other. They are two systems that interfere with each other. If you really want to do something, you can only use expensive magic to cast it. Looking at it from below, the ghost and snake spirit His skills are not very high, he should have forcibly changed his form and used secret techniques to sneak into the commander's mansion."

Zhu Biao couldn't help asking: "Sir, what does it mean to be contradictory?"

"Officials and marquises of the dynasty all have humane luck protection bodies. Ordinary evil spirits can't harm them at all, but they can't practice. As for monks, they can't be officials."

"Since that's the case, what kind of official is there? Is the temptation of being an official really greater than that of practicing?"

Liu Ji laughed and said: "Not everyone has the talent for cultivation. When there is no way to practice, it is best to be an official."

"And what about monsters?"

"The number of monsters is much higher than that of monks. Plant spirits, birds and beasts can become monsters. Relatively speaking, monsters are much more difficult than humans on the road of cultivation. Most of them are stupid in aptitude, and they just rely on their age to survive. And every 1000 years there is a mark."

"Will you die if you don't pass?"

Liu Ji thought about his words, and said carefully, "Master, you may have heard about immortals guiding the way. In fact, monsters who can't break through are asking monks for advice. Humans and monsters have different ways. If they have other ways, they will never do this. made."

"Hmm...can you be an immortal to guide you, Mister?"

"Of course not."

Zhu Biao was about to nod, when he heard him say no, he looked over in surprise, thinking that Liu Bowen would definitely be able to do it.

"If monks can guide the way of immortals, there will be no barriers between monsters." Liu Ji explained, "Only a small number of people can do it, and that is only a matter of ancient times."

That's right, if the monks could guide the way, the monster race would have surrendered to the human race in large numbers.

"I have one last question, sir, high-ranking officials have luck protection, to what extent is the protection?"

Liu Ji gave an example: "An ordinary child can easily kill the prime minister who is tied up with a knife, but if a monk with advanced cultivation does it, he will be backlashed and die together with the prime minister."

These words have actually explained the basic rules of this world very thoroughly. This kind of world is actually very fair. Even if there are always some loopholes in the fairness, it cannot affect the whole in a particularly prominent way.

"I see." Zhu Biao responded, "Then why do you..."

He wanted to ask why Liu Ji came to assist Zhu Yuanzhang, but he was still able to practice.

Liu Ji smiled and didn't answer, but changed the topic and asked something else: "My son, your martial arts are not weak, and you probably use martial arts to boost your energy. Why do you know nothing about these common sense? Did the master not teach? Or does the young master have no teacher?"

Zhu Biao said embarrassingly: "Master has it, but I only saw it once, gave him a book, and then went on a long journey."

"Oh……"

"Would you like to teach me, sir?"

"Do you want to learn something, my lord?"

The voices of the two overlapped, and they looked at each other for a while, and then they smiled knowingly, like two foxes, one big and one small.