The Ming Dynasty: The most ruthless imperial grandson, Old Zhu begged me not to kill him.

Chapter 67 I am truly grateful to my nephew!
"U.A., this isn't appropriate!"

Looking at these memorials, Zhu Bai couldn't help but swallow hard.

Too many!

Although I study hard, I hope to be able to help my father in the future.

But he was just a child and had never formally been involved in politics!

even,

Zhu Baisheng felt a sense of timidity.

This is an instinctive fear of something you're not good at, and has nothing to do with courage.

No one, including his own father, whose majesty and power shook the world, was proficient in everything from the very beginning.

however,
Just then, Zhu Bai felt a weight on his shoulder.

Zhu Xiong Ying pressed his hands on his shoulders and said earnestly, "Uncle Twelfth, there are some things I've always wanted to tell you."

"Read ten thousand books and travel ten thousand miles"—this is the teaching of the ancients. But this "travel" is about putting it into practice!

Others may not understand you, but I do!

"My uncles say that you, Twelfth Uncle, are a bookworm who only knows how to study, but I understand that you want to share the burden of the Emperor!"

"We, the Zhu family, are born to suffer."

“My father was in charge of political affairs, and my second and third uncles, when they were our age, were already training and learning military skills in the military camp with General Xu Da.”

"And you, Twelfth Uncle, your talent lies in politics!"

"Whether you are in the imperial court or enfeoffed in your fiefdom, you will eventually have to deal with politics!"

"Wouldn't it be better to start now?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Bai was first taken aback, and then his expression became extremely complicated!

It has to be said that Zhu Xiong Ying's words hit the nail on the head.

In the Ming Dynasty royal family, everyone, whether a prince or a grandson, ultimately wanted to do their part for the Ming Dynasty!

His second and third elder brothers, despite their noble status, were still in the military camp, eating and living with the soldiers, enduring hardships like ice and snow.

Even the fourth brother, who is considered the most carefree and irresponsible by outsiders, is now thinking about whether he can one day launch a expedition to the northern desert and completely kill the Northern Yuan, so as to vent his anger for the people and for the Ming Dynasty!

But what about Zhu Bai?

Could it be that we're just bookworms?

Zhu Bai looked into Zhu Xiong Ying's eyes, and was about to agree, but then a hint of hesitation flashed across his face: "But... Xiong Ying!"

"I am still young; let me handle the affairs of state."

"Even if I have made mistakes, it doesn't matter. But I have failed my father, the Ming Dynasty, and all the people of the world by harming the country and its people!"

Yes, Zhu Bai has his own worries!
His worry was that he might not be able to handle the situation well.

Unexpectedly,

Zhu Xiong Ying smiled faintly and shook his head: "Twelfth Uncle, then according to you, if Grandfather Emperor asked me to oversee the country, wouldn't that mean he's 'senile'?"

After saying this, Zhu Xiong Ying even winked.

Zhu Bai was utterly dumbfounded!
Calling your own father, the current ruler of the world, Emperor Hongwu, "senile"—you, Zhu Xiong Ying, are probably the only one in the entire world who would do that!

"Besides."

Before Zhu Bai could react, Zhu Xiong Ying changed the subject, chuckled, and said, "Twelfth Uncle, these memorials aren't for you to review. They're for you to see!"

"These memorials have all been reviewed by Mr. Liu Sanwu, the old man from Chaling. Take a close look at them, and then you can send the minor matters back to Mr. Liu Sanwu. If you can't decide on the major matters, just tell me."

"Learning is never about jumping right in and doing it; it's about first observing carefully!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Bai trembled slightly!

Did Mr. Liu Sanwu review it first?

That's certainly not a problem.

And
My nephew is so thoughtful, he wants me to just observe instead of make a decision.

He was merely one of his nephew's many uncles, yet during the Regent's reign, he had gone to such lengths to "seek personal gain" for him? "Xiongying!"

Zhu Bai shed tears, his eyes filled with emotion: "I never imagined you would go to such lengths for me!"

"it is good!"

"I, Zhu Bai, will certainly not disappoint you. I will study these memorials and political affairs carefully!"

"In the future, not to mention sharing my brother's burdens in the court, even if I were to take up my fiefdom, I would bring benefits to the people of this region and ensure the stability of a corner of our Great Ming!"

After saying this, Zhu Bai bowed deeply to Zhu Xiong Ying!
For an uncle to bow to his nephew is extremely rare in this era where filial piety is highly valued!

But
Zhu Bai is sincere!

He was genuinely grateful to Zhu Xiong Ying for giving him this opportunity!
Zhu Xiong Ying was startled by this sight and quickly helped Zhu Bai up, saying, "Uncle Twelfth, why such a grand gesture?"

"You and I, uncle and nephew, are of one mind. What Xiong Ying did was merely what he could do!"

"Uncle Twelfth, you must do your best!"

Zhu Bai nodded with tears in his eyes, then walked towards the desk piled high with memorials.

"Don't worry, Xiong Ying, Zhu Bai will definitely not let you down!"

Zhu Bai spoke in a deep voice.

Zhu Xiong Ying nodded with a smile, then took two steps back and said, "Then, Twelfth Uncle, you must do your best!"

Upon hearing these words, Zhu Bai seemed to have been given a shot of adrenaline, nodded emphatically, picked up the memorial on the desk, and began to carefully peruse it.

The initial annoyance and displeasure at being woken up transformed into a feeling of being moved.

It was late at night when Xiong Ying finally came to wake me, which shows just how difficult this matter was and how much Xiong Ying had thought about it!
How could Zhu Bai possibly betray such deep affection and loyalty?
At this moment, let alone reading memorials, what harm is there in going through fire and water?

Seeing Zhu Bai's serious expression, Zhu Xiong Ying tried hard to control her expression and not laugh out loud.

Those in positions of power always delegate manual labor to others.

My own twelfth uncle, isn't this perfect?

Moreover, since he only reads and selects the important memorials, his twelfth uncle will not make any decisions, so there is no question of delaying political affairs.

Incidentally, he also groomed a future regional king for his father, who could bring prosperity to the region.

With that thought in mind, Zhu Xiong Ying slowly left the Wenhua Hall, closing the door behind him.

As for the Wenhua Hall, it was secretly 'protected' by people from the Western Depot.

"Yu Huatian, tell me, am I too kind?"

As Zhu Xiong Ying walked out of the Wenhua Hall, he sighed.

If others heard this, they would surely want to cut off their ears and fry them in oil to entertain our Crown Prince.

But Yu Huatian smiled and said, "Your Highness is kind, as everyone knows."

This compliment made Zhu Xiong Ying a little embarrassed: "No, only about half the world knows about it!"

"Let's go! Time to go back to the palace and sleep!"

Zhu Xiong Ying chuckled.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking and before the time for court, a series of loud knocks sounded at the gate of the Duke of Han's residence.

The gatekeeper was about to start cursing when he saw that it was his master's student, Hu Weiyong. He quickly shut up and greeted him with a smile.

"Teacher! Teacher!"

"It's bad! Something bad is going to happen!"

Outside the door, Li Shanchang lifted the warm quilt, and two maids immediately got up to help their master change his clothes.

But Li Shanchang went straight to open the door, stood in the doorway, and asked with a frown, "What happened?"

Hu Weiyong looked extremely anxious, and he could hardly breathe.

Money, money, money! Use money wisely!

"problem occurs!"

(End of this chapter)