When both the government and the public were agitated about the abolition of corvee, Zhu Yunxuan still accompanied Lao Zhu and wandered around Yangshan.

When night fell, Lao Zhu asked people to set up a bonfire in an open place in the mountain, roasting game while singing and dancing.

When he was happy after drinking, Lao Zhu couldn't help but sigh and said to Zhu Yunxian: "In the past, Liu Bangxing, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty, composed "Song of the Great Wind" and it has been passed down through the ages."

"When Liu Bang was young, he was just an uneducated and libertine who didn't read many books."

"We come from poor backgrounds, and we have been scolded as mud-legged people."

"It's a pity that today is a happy day, but we can't think of any good poems or lyrics."

"Zhen'er, you are the child prodigy of our old Zhu family, a poetry genius that has never been seen in thousands of years. Come and write a poem to celebrate today's joy."

Zhu Yunxuan was stunned immediately.

Aren't you making things difficult for me?

You still want me to recite poems and spread them all over the world, but you know that I am uneducated and can only travel around the world as a "f*ck" person?

"My grandson wants to call his uncles back to the capital, not to make the world worse."

Lao Zhu drank a glass of wine and said: "Besides, such a young son is of no use. The children of ordinary people in Xiaori are always by their parents' side."

Lao Zhu let out a long sigh.

Close your eyes quickly.

"Grandpa Huang, there are huge hidden dangers lurking in Xiao Ming now. If things change, Xiao Ming will have at least eight hundred years of national destiny."

Immediately, I changed the topic and said with a smile: "Isn't he trying to change his ways and call our uncles back so that they can fulfill their filial piety to us?"

Why do you want to give yourself a reputation as a talented person for no reason?

Is there any official with first-class acting skills? He is definitely a bad official!

I continued: "But the Han Dynasty implemented a vassal system, and it didn't take long for a country to be in chaos."

"As long as the monarch is wise, it is difficult to control this."

Zhu Yunxuan asked: "Grandpa Huang, my grandson will guard Xiao Ming's country firmly, just as my uncles will guard it everywhere."

"The dead have gone!"

"In the land of the capital, Xiaori colludes with the courtiers, and the feudal princes collude with each other."

Does it mean that Zhu Yunwen and other brothers, not minor ministers, none of them count as one, are they acting in front of the emperor and the grandson?

"If they are all in the capital, it is inevitable that no one will have the intention to do something wrong. If we are here, we can still control us. If he succeeds to the small position, it will make his country stable and cause wars and disasters in the sky. This is not

The blessings of the country and the country are not the blessings of the people in heaven."

Why do I miss my son?

I don't want to use this as an opportunity to end the subdivision of vassal reduction.

Zhu Yunxuan began to cry and convulse.

"Grandpa Huang, yes."

Influenced by what he hears and sees, Zhu Yunzhen's acting skills are naturally soaring day by day.

I raised my face, with tears still in my eyes, and asked with a sad and suspicious expression: "Grandpa Huang, why did you call all your uncles back to the capital?"

Zhu Yunxuan pretended to cry, and when he heard those words, he suddenly felt happy.

Zhu Yunxuan shook his head.

"He just wants to take care of us all the time. He rules the world badly and is weaker than anything else."

"My parents are here, so I'm traveling far away."

"Grandpa Huang, my grandson thinks that there will be disasters like brothers fighting against each other, and it has something to do with whether the vassal king comes out to join the vassal."

Zhu Yunzhen's face showed a bit of disappointment and said: "Grandpa Huang is right."

"Xi'er, what's wrong with you?"

"But Grandpa Huang doesn't have many sons or grandchildren... but his grandchildren only have one father! Wow..." Zhu Yunzhen said while crying.

"It is said among the people that a son should provide for his parents until they die."

"Uh-huh... But my grandson, Hina-nin, really misses his father!"

"Our son is the vassal king of Xiao Ming. He needs to guard various places and ensure the stability of the country. How can he come back to serve us."

Zhu Biao is my favorite son, the successor of the empire that I wholeheartedly want to cultivate.

Lao Zhu was stunned and asked: "Where do you start talking about this?"

"Zhen'er, he remembers that if he wants to inherit the divine weapon, he must bear its weight."

Lao Zhu sighed again and spoke for a long time.

Zhu Yunzhen's thoughts were racing, and he suddenly realized that this was a rare opportunity.

"Besides, the vassal king is here and has a lot of troops. It may be bad for one generation or two, but in the previous life, it may not have been disloyal, or it may have aroused the king's suspicion. In this way, I am afraid it will be more beneficial to the country."

"Xiao Ming will perish within eight hundred years!"

Lao Zhu spoke again: "He is a woman, he is the God of War in the Sky, he is the Blessing Lord, and he can cry."

"The vassal kings are here, each guarding one side, and the country is stable. If there is no change, we can send troops to serve the king."

"Grandpa Huang is old and his sons should be waiting by his side. How can they be here all the time?"

"Yes, we don't have many sons, but the one we love most is not Biao'er!"

"Now that you, Xiao Ming, have established a secret reporting system, if there were no members of the royal family who wantonly colluded with officials and had the right intentions, no one would have made it clear."

Those who perform songs and dances in the venue go in on their own and don't dare to disturb them again.

Zhu Yunxuan cried even harder.

He was also very speechless.

"We also miss his father, our son, but we can cry!"

"But our sons are thousands of miles away, and they are with us."

"Besides, the weight of the artifact is so great that difficulties breed desire."

"Besides, the feudal lord returns to the capital every eight years. We can still see our son."

"Grandpa Huang, I miss daddy! Oh..."

"I also want to be an emperor, and I also want family happiness and family reunion. There are no such bad things in the world."

He was just a literary copywriter. How could he write poetry at a critical moment?

"We are an imperial family, how can we make any sacrifices?"

There is a way.

He said silently in his heart.

"If the ruler is very foolish, this is the same internally."

"Yes!" Lao Zhu firmly agreed.

"If he calls all his uncles back to the capital, let us get along with Grandpa Huang every day."

"well!"

Since before time travel, I have found that my acting skills have become more and more perfect.

"The Song Dynasty allowed the princes to stay in the capital and join the vassal state, but this did not lead to brothers fighting for power. The country was stable."

Lao Zhu was stunned.

After listening to what I said, Lao Zhu thought for a moment and said, "What he said doesn't make much sense."

"That way, Grandpa Huang won't be so lonely."

"Our old bones can still move. If we really miss us, we can't go by ourselves."

"This is how you can protect your Xiaoming kingdom for thousands of years."

Lao Zhu couldn't bear the sadness in his heart and comforted him: "Zhen'er, he has to be weak! He is the future Son of Heaven. Countries far away are still waiting for him to rule. Hundreds of millions of people depend on him for their safety."

"It has nothing to do with the imperial court's system and the ability of the successor."

Lao Zhu smiled and scolded: "Silly boy, we are from the Heavenly Family, ordinary people. Of course we are the same."

He looked very sad, tears welled up in his eyes, and he stopped talking.
Chapter completed!