Chapter 130 Zhu Pangpang: I haven’t become emperor yet, and my son is already in prison?

"Your Majesty, Holy Body Jin'an!"

Zhu Pangpang walked in and said hello to Zhu Di first.

Then he stepped forward and kicked Zhu Zhangui down, while still kicking him.

"You brat, you are getting bolder and bolder. You dare to take your grandfather to Qufu. Don't you know how dangerous it is? What if Grandpa You has a shortcoming and makes the whole court and the people in the world do it? I'll kick you to death.

What a brat."

Zhu Zhangui, who was beaten, ran away holding his head while cursing in his heart.

"This second uncle is really a bastard. He even reported it to dad so carefully. Second uncle, just wait and see what I do to you later."

"Boss, what are you doing?"

Seeing his grandson being beaten, Zhu Di was furious. He slammed the table angrily, stood up and stood between the two of them.

"Dad, please get out of the way. If I don't teach this bastard a lesson today, he won't be able to remember it and he won't have a long memory."

Zhu Di's eyes widened.

"Are you training him, or are you training me as a father secretly?"

"I really don't think I can understand what you are saying. Aren't you talking about me both inside and outside of your words?"

"Dad, I didn't mean that. What I meant was..."

"What do you mean? If you really want to teach your child a lesson, you can go back to the East Palace and teach me a lesson. You have to do it in front of me. You are not teaching the child a lesson, you are teaching me a lesson."

"Come on, come on, if you don't understand your hatred, come over and kick me a few times."

"Dad, I really don't mean that. I'll just stop fighting."

"Hmph, be the prince for a few days and see what you can do."

Zhu Di snorted coldly and pulled Zhu Zhangui, who was hiding behind him, back to the dragon chair.

Zhu Zhangui took advantage of the old man not paying attention and bared his teeth at Zhu Pangpang.

Zhu Pangpang glared angrily, pointed at Zhu Zhangui, and gave an expression of "Wait to see how I deal with you when I go back."

"Aren't you sick? If you don't take a good rest at home, why did you come to me?"

Returning to his seat, Zhu Di looked at the two men who were still glaring at each other. The old man asked Zhu Pangpang's purpose of coming, knowingly.

"Dad, I heard that some students from the Imperial College were arrested by this brat."

Zhu Di nodded slightly, "I know about this, and I have decided to let the little boy supervise the country for a while, so that you can have a good rest and recuperate."

"Forehead!"

Zhu Pangpang was stunned on the spot.

I haven't become emperor yet, and my son will oversee the country first. Is this really appropriate?

"Then...what crime did those students commit? I heard that they were assassinating the king and killing the driver."

Zhu Di waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about these things. From tomorrow on, you will take good care of your body. Look at how pale your face is now, like a tuberculosis ghost. If you don't take good care of yourself,

You might even be able to walk ahead of me."

"But…"

Zhu Pangpang also wanted to say that Zhu Di walked up directly and pushed Zhu Pangpang out.

"Okay, no buts, please go back and rest now. This is my order as a father, and it is also an imperial edict. Do you understand?"

"But dad, if you don't give me an explanation, those people..."

Zhu Pangpang, who was pushed out, turned around and wanted to speak.

Zhu Di didn't give him a chance. He called Little Nose to help, and one of them held one side while pushing Zhu Pangpang out.

After pushing Zhu Pangpang out of the door, Zhu Di shouted to the eunuchs and guards around him: "You guys, hurry up and send the prince back to the East Palace and tell the doctors that whoever takes care of my son's health, I will promote him."

official."

"Dad...can you wait until I finish speaking!"

Seeing that Zhu Pangpang still wanted to talk, Zhu Di got a little annoyed and shouted to the eunuchs and guards: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you send the prince back to the East Palace quickly?"

When several guards saw this, they lifted Zhu Pangpang up with his legs and my feet, and ran towards the East Palace.

Zhu Pangpang, who was being held up, turned around and shouted: "Your Majesty, you can't kill too much anymore, although..."

Zhu Di slammed the door. If Zhu Pangpang shouted from behind, he would know what the other person wanted to say even if he didn't listen.

It is nothing more than killing these students from the Imperial College, which is likely to cause turmoil among the literati in the world and cause instability in the court.

If it’s not stable, it’s not stable!

In order to promote the new learning quickly, Zhu Di was already ready to kill.

Anyone in the civil and military circles of the dynasty who dared to obstruct the establishment of new learning and the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty was an enemy of him and the entire Lao Zhu family.

Anyone who dares to make enemies of Lao Zhu's family or him will be destroyed.

And more importantly, these students not only made fun of the emperor, but also violated his father's rule that the supervisors could not discuss politics. Even if there was no such thing as a new student, he would take care of these students.

The Imperial Academy and others waiting at the gate of the East Palace originally thought that the prince would bring good news.

But I didn't expect that the prince would be carried back in just a moment.

"Your Highness, what is going on?"

The group of people quickly gathered around and looked at the prince who was being carried back in confusion.

"You're all fucking at the door, and you still haven't put me down."

Zhu Pangpang was a little embarrassed to be carried like this in front of his ministers, and glared viciously at the eunuch guards who were holding his hands and feet.

The eunuch guards were shocked and hurriedly put the prince down.

"Go away, go away, I get upset just looking at you."

He waved his hand and opened the eunuch who was arranging his clothes. Zhu Pangpang's face became more and more depressed and he drove them all away.

After reaching out to straighten his clothes, Zhu Pangpang said helplessly to the group of people in the Imperial College: "I have no choice. I just arrived and was kicked out by the emperor before I could say anything."

"Furthermore, my right to supervise the country has also been taken away. Now my son, my grandson, supervises the country. I can't help you. You should go find someone else. If it doesn't work, go and ask the old man."

After that, he waved his hands to the confused people in the Imperial College, turned around and walked back to the East Palace, leaving only the people in the Imperial College looking at each other in shock.

"Lord Jijiu, what should we do? If the grandson supervises the country, then...then all the students will be dead."

"Oh, you guys, you made such a big fuss for me when I went out to collect ancient books."

Song Xuan, who was offering wine at the Imperial Academy, looked at the people around him helplessly.

He heard that an ancient book had appeared a few days ago, so he hurried over to take it to the Imperial College.

Unexpectedly, something happened to him while he was out for a few days.

I just got home this morning and before I had a rest, I heard about this incident and hurried over to stop the student.

It turned out to be a step too late.

By the time he arrived, everyone had been arrested.

Everyone lowered their heads after hearing Song Jijiu's scolding.

In fact, they were aware of this matter from the beginning, and the reason why they did not take care of it was because they were also somewhat dissatisfied with the death of the Kong family.

In order to prevent students from bringing their emotions into their studies, we simply ignore it and let them make a fuss and vent.

At the same time, as teachers, they also know the character and courage of their students.

Although these students are shouting and shouting, in fact, they will definitely back down when things get tough.

Even if he went, he would at most watch Zhu Di enter the palace and not dare to run up to write a letter.

Unexpectedly, an accident caused such a big mess.

"Sigh... Master Jijiu, it's too late to say anything now. Let's think of another way to rescue the students."

Song Xuan, who was offering wine at the Imperial Academy, sighed after hearing this, and left the East Palace with his people, intending to try to find Sanyang.

At the same time, I prayed in my heart that Taisun must not use the crime stipulated by Emperor Taizu that the supervisors could not discuss politics to kill all those students, and even implicate the Imperial College later.

Corner of the East Palace.

Zhu Pangpang was lying in the corner, looking out.

After confirming that these people had really left, he breathed a sigh of relief, dusted off the dust on his body, and went to the room humming a tune.

To be honest, Zhu Pangpang didn't even think about helping these people.

His grandfather had stipulated that supervisors could not discuss politics. These people were looking for death, and he couldn't help them even if he wanted to.

When he was with the old man just now, he was actually just pretending to let others know that he, the prince, was really working hard.

The Imperial College has been uneventful for so many years, and these supervisors have gradually forgotten Emperor Taizu's regulations. This time is just a chance for them to deepen their memory of this.
To be continued...