The group was accepted, and the leader was very comfortable to go to eat, but the tribe had only more than one hundred people... while the group of Huang Jinlu had more than fifty people.

The temple is too small and there are too many gods.

Seeing the leader eating a white cake, Chen Mo leaned over without hesitation and said, "It's not delicious, it's not delicious, it's not a dough cake."

Seeing him showing off, everyone was so hungry that they couldn't help it.

"Everyone comes!"

For the sake of that small bowl, the tribe began to cook for them.

It is conceivable that the people of the tribe wrapped the white things with some rattans and stirred them hard.

After crushing the things inside, I opened them and found that it was the ingredients of the kind of cake that Chen Mo ate.

A child came over and ate some white powder, and Huang Jinlu also ate some, and felt that the taste was not very good.

Then the tribe people made these white things into pancake shapes and then made a pan.

This is a pot, similar to frying and grilling. After the noodles come out, everyone who eats prey and meat along the way eats it voraciously, only to feel that the stomach is a little more comfortable.

Speaking of which, Chen Mo was full and confused among the natives, and quickly got together with his honest and honest smile.

"Ask them if there is any such bounce thing, if there is..."

Huang Jinlu had no intention of dealing with the natives, so he asked someone to send a message to Chen Mo, and then...and...

Then he saw a ball!

"Twist it over!"

Chen Mo saw a child playing with a small ball. The ball bounced up on the ground and caught it. It was very interesting and shouted with shamelessness.

The child glanced at him, and Chen Mo quickly took out a piece of candy he couldn't bear to eat to bribe him, so he successfully got the ball.

Seeing him hitting the ball repeatedly on the ground, bounced higher than the rebound one after another, Huang Jinlu whispered: "This pig!"

Chen Mo gradually stopped throwing it away. He stared blankly at the small ball that fell again and again, and then bounced up again. He turned around and looked at Huang Jinlu. The two of them showed joy almost at the same time.

...

Jianshu people, this is the name of Zhu Yunwen's youngest son.

After the Jingnan Success, Zhu Yunwen and his eldest son disappeared, and the remaining youngest son Zhu Wengui was still at the age of breastfeeding. Zhu Di couldn't do anything, so he took him to Fengyang and asked someone to raise him, and was isolated from the world.

"He doesn't know outside..."

Zhu Zhanji said with some difficulty: "I don't know anything, I haven't even seen cattle and sheep."

The ministers were silent, and Zhu Zhanji said in a little entangled manner: "No matter how many mistakes I have made, Emperor Wen probably forgot him..."

Zhu Zhanji had to distinguish Zhu Di, but he was a little confused when he remembered that he was only three years older than his cousin.

When he was held by everyone and shouted by the crown prince, the child was lonely and helpless in Fengyang, and he didn't even recognize chickens, ducks, fish and goose.

"The Jianshu people have no meritoriousness to the country, nor harm to the country. Let him come out and marry him... Some things need to be settled in the end, so let's start with me!"

"His Majesty……"

The ministers were shocked, some were relieved, some were panicked, and some were confused...

"Your Majesty, can you discuss this matter again?"

Lu Zhen was very busy, so busy that he would not touch the ground, but he would never ask for leave when it was time to discuss matters.

He was involved in this matter with the Ministry of Rites, and he was wondering... Could it be the emperor's attitude?

One of the so-called standard for slandered ministers is affirmative, that is, to observe words and expressions. Listen to the king’s words, understand the king’s thoughts, and then cater to the king.

This is a slander!

A slander in the eyes of Confucianism!

This is the emperor's housework. The embarrassing thing is just the old ministers of the Jianwen Dynasty. But when you see Xia Yuanji smiled calmly, who cares!

Jin Youzi came out of the class and said, "Your Majesty, that's... Jianshu people. If someone has ulterior motives, then this will be a ready-made banner. I think it's still... this way."

If someone took Zhu Wengui away and then he would raise the banner of Emperor Jianwen's son, who knows if anyone would rebel?

Some ministers nodded and immediately suggested that it was best to keep it as it was.

Zhu Zhanji listened to these words, then stood up and walked up to the front, looking down at the ministers. He said lightly: "The establishment of the Ming Dynasty was not the former Song Dynasty, nor the former Tang Dynasty. It was Emperor Taizu Gao who overcomes all obstacles and led everyone to promote the Ming Dynasty step by step. Although I am ignorant, I also know where the people are invincible in the world."

Zhu Zhanji glanced at the ministers and said, "If the people's hearts are there, then the Ming Dynasty will remain. If the people's hearts are not there, if not the common people, the people will rise up!"

Why does this... look like the style of Emperor Wen's speech?

The ministers were solemn, as if they saw Zhu Di standing there, holding a paperweight in their hands.

Zhu Zhanji stood with his hands behind his back and said loudly: "If the emperor has no virtue, the people are in a difficult situation and foreign enemies invade, then it will be destroyed by heaven! If the people abandon me and take over common people, then it will be that I have no virtue, and the heaven and man abandon me, and I have no complaints!"

The ministers were shocked and couldn't help but look up at the young emperor above, feeling mixed feelings.

This is clearly the way of the king!

The ministers stopped talking, and Zhu Zhanji immediately ordered and asked someone to go to Fengyang to pass the order.

This is a broad-minded and brave emperor!

"That's what the emperor said?"

"Yes, Your Majesty also asked him to go to Fengyang, saying that he wanted to release Jianshu and let him marry and have children."

The Queen Mother nodded and said quietly: "This matter is a difficult situation for the emperor, but it is a good thing to let it go."

...

"Your Majesty's mind is admired by your Majesty. Do you guys see it? Your Majesty's mind!"

Yang Rong said excitedly in the duty room: "Your Majesty does not consider the past grudges and grudges. Do you think about those in history, and those who may survive?"

In the battle for the throne, it is impossible for the loser to survive, let alone being imprisoned.

"Think about the former Song Dynasty, how many descendants of Song Taizu were there?"

Literati like to look at the change of dynasty with a conspiracy. The endings of Zhao Kuangyin and his sons will naturally be speculated, and then all kinds of conspiracy theories emerge.

There is nothing clean about politics, and the assistant ministers were very pleased with this idea in their hearts.

...

"Your Majesty is indeed promoting profits and eliminating disadvantages, and this alone proves his mind."

Xie Jin's eyes were a little more eager to try, but he immediately smiled bitterly and said, "I am old, but I suddenly have the idea of ​​traveling around the world. It's true that I'm old and never die, I'm a thief! Forget it, Dehua, I have to see you in the future!"

Fang Xing did not attend the meeting, and the news was reported by Xia Yuanji through Ma Su.

"I didn't expect His Majesty to be so open-minded, but this is a good thing. Toughness can only be the emperor's side, and it cannot be long. After His Majesty released Jianshu, those worries would be slightly less, at least they could stand. After that..."

"The King of the Vanguard?"

Xie Jin said: "The King of Jin was deposed and imprisoned in the imperial city. This is a grudge. But Your Majesty did not immediately give the candidate to take over the King of Jin. What does this mean?"

Fang Xing poured him tea and leaned comfortably on the back of the chair.

The breeze blows in from the open window, and the scent of lush things makes people drowsy.

"Your Majesty has that meaning, but he is still considering it. It mainly depends on the response of the vassals."

The implicit meaning in Fang Xing's words made Xie Jin a little dissatisfied. He said: "This is a bit rash. Those vassal kings have been dependent on various places for many years. Once the wind and clouds are surging in various places, who will be exhausted? Then the mountains and rivers are broken, and after cultivation and restoration, it will be another cycle. Where will the revitalization of the Ming Dynasty come from?"

Fang Xing said awkwardly: "I advised you, but Your Majesty has his own mind. You should know that the vassal kings are like invisible chains, which makes the Ming Dynasty a little uncomfortable. Your Majesty must have wanted to break these chains."

"I'm a little anxious, too young!"

Xie Jin showed off his old qualifications and advised him: "If it were me, I would advise His Majesty to slowly look for them, find their loopholes, first cut off the guards, and then slowly fiddle with them."

This is a solution that everyone wants. Fang Xing shook his head and said, "Once the beginning is about, those vassal kings are not fools, and they will definitely have some action. Then..."

Zhu Zhanji's thoughts woke up and felt something, but he refused to tell Xie Jin.

Xie Jin observed his expression and snorted coldly: "What are you hiding from me? Tell me, is I a spy? It's time to be hiding from me."

The older a person is, the more curious heavier he is.

Fang Xing said helplessly: "Killing will definitely not solve the problem. There are so many vassal kings, and if they kill them all, or if they are all cleaned up, their reputation will be broken. Then it would be better...go out and have a look."

"Traveling to the West?" Xie Jin stared at Fang Xing and asked, "You have told me about this before. If this is the case, those will be divided. Do you think about the consequences? Then everyone will be their own country and fight each other, and thinking about it will make people feel numb."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "The meat is always rotten in the pot. Besides, who can explain what happened in the future clearly? So what if you take the strategic areas of various places in your hands and let them manage the others? Just as His Majesty said today, if the people in the Ming Dynasty are living in poverty, why not let people with the same roots and roots collect it?"
Chapter completed!