If not abolished

Zhu Gaosui waited tremblingly until the dinner. He prepared the welcoming banquet carefully and specially asked people to prepare Korean kimchi. Zhu Di has always liked it. When he was in Beijing, he often asked Goryeo to pay tribute. Now it is not so convenient in Yingtian, so Zhu Gaosui originally planned to please him and even asked people to prepare singing and dancing, just to make Zhu Di happy.

Zhu Di arrived at the banquet calmly, and for a moment he showed no emotion, and he didn't even glance at Zhu Gaosui. Zhu Gaosui became more and more panicked. He would rather Zhu Di scolded him than be so nervous.

"See you, your majesty. May your majesty be blessed."

"Be flat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The palace maids brought the delicacies to the table in rows.

Zhu Di saw a roast duck on the table, tasted it and said, "It tastes good, but it's still a little worse than the one in the capital."

Then he saw his favorite kimchi again. This time he ate it without commenting on it. Zhu Zhanji watched from the side and naturally knew that the emperor was deliberately picking on his uncle. At the same time, Zhu Gaosui complained in his heart, "Why can't this duck compare to the one in the capital? If it can't compare to the one in the capital, why do you want to move the capital every day?" Of course, he didn't dare to say this.

"Everything under the feet of the emperor is naturally good." At this time, an official echoed Zhu Di's words.

Zhu Di thought: I was worried that there was no one to vent my anger, and now that someone has spoken to me, I will not be polite. He said: "What are you talking about, Lord Zuo? Doesn't it mean that everything in the capital is good? If that's the case, why should I go to such great lengths to move the capital?"

When Lord Zuo heard this, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed to apologize.

Zhu Gaosui breathed a sigh of relief. See, he knew that his father was setting a trap for him today. Fortunately, he did not respond. He was really smart.

Seeing the relief that was almost uncontrollable on his uncle's face, Zhu Zhanji quickly kicked him under the table.

Zhu Gaosui quickly suppressed his facial expression and lowered his head to eat.

Just at this moment, Zhu Di looked over here and said again: "Prince Zhao has learned dining etiquette very well."

Zhu Gaosui quickly stopped what he was doing and groaned inwardly, wondering why this happened to him again.

Finally it was time for the song and dance performance. Zhu Di was also very picky. No one dared to respond this time. Everyone could see that His Majesty was doing this because of what happened in the morning. His Royal Highness Prince Zhao had beaten His Majesty's people in front of so many people and he had lost face. Now Prince Zhao was also embarrassed.

Others may not understand the meaning of His Majesty's childish revenge, but Zhu Zhanji, who has lived two lives, has seen it more clearly. What Third Uncle did this time could be a big or small thing. On the big level, Third Uncle, as a minister, directly beat up His Majesty's confidant. If he could beat someone this time, what could he do next time? But on the small level, no matter what, Wang Jinghong is just a servant, but Third Uncle is the Emperor's biological son, and the youngest son, and he has always been favored. So it is impossible to convict him, but it is also impossible to pretend that nothing happened, so this happened.

In short, Zhu Gaosui didn't dare to say a word that night. Seeing that His Majesty was always looking for trouble with Prince Zhao, the others didn't dare to get involved. Didn't they see that the one who said a word almost got his head broken?

After finally making it to the end, as expected, Zhu Gaosui was retained by Zhu Di.

Zhu Gaosui originally thought that this was the end of the day and was preparing to go back and rest. However, he was stopped by someone sent by Zhu Di as soon as he went out, saying that Zhu Di was looking for him.

Seeing his nephew on the road, this time, Zhu Gaosui grabbed Zhu Zhanji's sleeve tightly and said, "Zhanji, how do you think the emperor will punish me? He will beat me up, right? I am his biological son, and Wang Jinghong is just a slave after all. You can't beat your own son for a slave, right?"

“Since Third Uncle understands this, then why are you worried? The Emperor may just want to warn you not to take any action. You just need to listen to him. If you make the Emperor unhappy again, then I won’t know what will happen.” Zhu Zhanji said as he pulled at his sleeves, but after several attempts he failed to pull them free. He could only sigh and let him go.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them arrived at Zhu Di's door.

Although Zhu Gaosui understood, he still didn't dare to go in, and said to Zhu Zhanji: "Why don't you go in first and take a look at the situation?"

"But it's you, Third Uncle, that Grandpa Huang wants to see."

"Well...you also want to pay your respects to your father, the Emperor Hun Ding, so you go in first." Zhu Gaosui even let go of his sleeve and let him go in first.

"Why is Third Uncle so timid? Besides, you are the elder, I should let you go first."

"It's okay, Uncle San doesn't care about these things. You go first, I don't blame you."

"That won't do. My father taught me to be polite since I was a child. If he knew about this, I would be blamed." Zhu Zhanji said again.

Zhu Gaosui waved his hand, "Hey, Third Uncle knows that you are the most polite child. I won't tell my brother. He is not here and can't see it."

"That won't work either. A gentleman should be cautious when alone."

"You kid...what's wrong with you? Why doesn't your explanation make sense? I've already told you..."

"Boy, come in now." Before Zhu Gaosui could finish his words, Zhu Di's voice came from inside. Startled, he pushed the door open and went in.

You don't know until you go in. Once you go in, you see Zhu Di holding a whip in his hand. Zhu Gaosui is so anxious that he can't speak clearly: "Father...I know I am wrong, please forgive me this time."

"I'll spare you. How can I spare you?"

"How...I...I..."

"Tell me, if you want me to forgive you, do you have any merits that can offset your mistakes?"

Zhu Gaosui was speechless. He looked at Zhu Zhanji anxiously and said with his eyes, "You said that you would stop your father if he hit someone."

Seeing that it was almost time, Zhu Zhanji tried to dissuade him, "Grandpa Emperor, Third Uncle is in charge of the construction of Beijing City. Even if he has no credit, he has worked hard. Besides, if you beat Third Uncle today, he will be unable to get out of bed for at least half a month. Third Uncle's place is still needed in the construction, and it would be bad if it was delayed."

Zhu Di knew that it was his grandson who was speaking to him, "What you said makes sense."

"Yes, yes, father, what Zhanji said is right. Even if I have no merit, I have worked hard. Please forgive me this time."

"Humph, I can't let you off so easily. I'll ask you to copy the book ten times and give it to me in ten days."

"Thank you Lord for your grace."

"Go back." Zhu Di began to drive people away.

"Yes, I will retire."

After Zhu Gaosui left, Zhu Di put the whip in his hand on the table, sat down and drank some tea.

Zhu Zhanji looked at Zhu Di like this and couldn't help but say, "Grandpa Emperor didn't mean to hit Third Uncle at all. He just wanted to scare him, right?"

"Ah, you figured it out." Zhu Di put down the cup.

"If Grandpa Huang wanted to take action, he would have done it long ago. Why would he waste time talking to Third Uncle?"