The prouder a person is, the more unwilling they are to compromise or make concessions to others.
Proud people are adventurous, stubborn, sensitive and unwilling to admit defeat. They will think that they are the favored ones of heaven and disdain to be inferior to anyone.
A proud person is full of ambition.
If Zhu Di is not such a person and does not have the idea that he should dominate the world, no matter how others instigate him, it will not help. But it happens that he has had such an idea in his mind a long time ago, but Zhu Biao was above him before, like a mountain.
The same pressure.
Later, the mountain fell, and he thought that he, the most outstanding vassal king among the princes, could rise to prominence. However, another mountain appeared in front of him.
What he couldn't accept the most was that this mountain was not as insurmountable as Zhu Biao. For him, he didn't need to look up at all. It was the old man. It was the old man who was partial, and that yellow-mouthed kid became the one in front of him.
mountains.
He firmly believed that it was possible, possible for him to overthrow the mountain with his own hands.
His success in history was due to many accidents and coincidences, and more importantly, he was right. The mountain of Emperor Taisun is not as insurmountable as it seems. The mountain built by the old man is just a pile of mountains that can be climbed down with an axe.
Broken rocks.
But now, the emperor's grandson is still the emperor's grandson, but Zhu Yunxi is not Zhu Yunzhen at all.
No matter how much strength Zhu Di gathered secretly, he could not break through Zhu Yunxi's mountain. And all his strength seemed so ridiculous to Zhu Yunxi.
Zhu Yunxi does not need to deliberately develop his own power. The title of Crown Prince is his greatest strength. He is the future emperor of this country. His little kindness can earn the gratitude and loyalty of his courtiers.
Zhu Di wanted to run to the dark side.
Zhu Yunxi asked him to run until there was no way out. At that time, despair would shatter all the pride in Zhu Di's heart.
In other words, Zhu Di prepared ambitiously. But in fact, everything he did was neither painful nor itchy to Zhu Yunxi.
(Above, water!)
There are two acres of fields in the Imperial Garden of the Forbidden City. The seedlings in the field have grown up to the calf level. They are growing vigorously and green. Whenever the wind blows, these seedlings sway with the wind, which is so beautiful.
The old man stepped on the ridges and slowly walked out of the field, his face full of joy for his crops. He wiped his sweat, rubbed the soil on his hands, and sat on the wicker chair by the field with a smile.
At this time, Pu Bucheng held a blue and white bowl and offered it, "Your Majesty, are you thirsty?"
The old man still looked at the crops in the field and took them casually. After opening the tureen, he asked in slight surprise, "Why isn't it tea? What is this? Porridge?"
The rice grains in the warm porridge water in the bowl are crystal clear, and the white porridge water is inlaid with red wolfberry and jujube.
This is the sweet porridge cooked by the Grand Concubine for you! Pu Bucheng smiled and said, I just sent someone to deliver it, saying that you can try it!
We don’t like sweet things! Even though the old man said this, he still took a spoon and ate it. As he ate it, he smiled and said, it’s not too sweet and has a fruity flavor. It’s cool and comfortable!
The bowl of porridge quickly reached the bottom. The old man lowered his mouth casually and told the people in the East Palace not to worry about us and to take good care of themselves.
At this point, the smile on his face piled up, and he looked at the fields and continued, "These people are just like crops, growing from generation to generation, crop after crop!"
At this time, Pu Bucheng said from the side, Your Majesty, people are here!
The old man turned his head, and not far away, He Guangyi and Bu Shiren walked slowly under the guidance of the palace servants.
The smile on the old man's face faded and he sighed slightly. Pu Bucheng waved his hand, and the palace people and guards beside him silently backed away.
My servant, please see the Emperor!
The matter is done? The old man asked calmly, what should I say?
Return to your Majesty, twenty lashes, a lot of blows! He Guangyi said.
Your Majesty, the Fourth Master knows that he is wrong! Bu Shiren spoke tremblingly, and all the servants have told him what should be said!
Are you aware of your mistake? He is so stubborn! Humph! The old man snorted, did he say anything?
The fourth master said that he would never dare to do it again! Bu Shiren said in front of He Guangyi, "Your Majesty, my servants are really scared when they see him like this, and they really know that they are wrong!"
Stop talking to him! The old man scolded and pondered, has that person been killed?
He Guangyi took a box from the hands of the person behind him, "Your Majesty, he is here!"
Confirm? The old man asked.
It was this person, I checked! He Guangyi opened his mouth, but this person died by suicide. He said it was... that he stabbed himself in the heart in order not to make things difficult for King Yan!
Have you seen it with your own eyes? The old man’s eyes are like daggers.
I have not seen it with my own eyes. At that time, King Yan was receiving the order in the middle hall. There was a dark room in the hall. Eunuch Bu was advising King Yan to kill this man quickly. King Yan was still hesitant, and then I heard a sound coming from the dark room, King Yan.
There is no need to be embarrassed, the young monk will end it on his own!
When he opened the door of the darkroom again, the man had fallen to the ground, dead!
The old man pondered for a long time, then sneered and said, Ha, a loyal person? As he said that, his eyes swept over the two of them coldly, do you think there is something fishy here? Could it be...
Um?
He Guangyi remained silent, while Bu Shiren was shocked and confused.
Everything is only believed if you see it! The old man said softly and then hummed, "Leave your things behind and you can go down!"
The two of them retreated in fear as if they had been granted amnesty.
The old man looked at the wooden box containing the human head and remained silent.
After a long time, I sighed in my heart, you'd better understand our painstaking efforts, otherwise, you will suffer in the future! Your father can be regarded as the most benevolent and righteous man!
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Father-in-law, are you going back to Xiaoling?
On the way out of the palace, He Guangyi asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, will you send someone to see you off?"
Bu Shiren walked slowly, looking at the scene beside him as he walked, and said with a smile, "You are the commander of the third rank, and the Zajia is a slave. Where does the word "lower official" come from?
You are a senior! He Guangyi smiled.
This title is even more unworthy! Bu Shiren said, only men in the palace can be called seniors of the Za family! Master He, have you purified yourself?
As he said that, he stopped and looked at He Guangyi and Mr. He. He was a miscellaneous family member, and he said a few words that were not pleasing to the ears. Whether you are a minister or a slave, it is actually the same principle. You must obey the master, and you must not be angry!
There are some things that you can't take too seriously, wouldn't you say?
He Guangyi smiled lukewarmly and said that the father-in-law was wrong. Being a slave and a minister are not the same thing. A slave is a master, and a minister is the country. How can we not be serious about national and military affairs?
Bu Shiren smiled and continued to move forward, saying, after all, you are still young, haha! When you reach the age of the Za family, you will understand! As he said, he suddenly stopped again, then quietly stepped aside and knelt down silently.
He Guangyi raised his head and quickly knelt down on the roadside.
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Zhu Yunxi, dressed in commoner clothes, came slowly with a few eunuchs.
Like the old man, he also likes to walk with his hands behind his back. In fact, it’s not that he likes to put his hands behind his back, but it’s because in the era without trouser pockets, he didn’t know where to put his hands.
Walking in front of the two of them, Zhu Yunxi looked at He Guangyi. He was back? Did he just meet the old man?
Yes, I have just returned to the capital and your Majesty has just met! He Guangyi kowtowed.
Zhu Yunxi knew that he had left Beijing and what he was going to do, but in his opinion, Zhu Di was not someone who could be calmed down by a whip.
I will hand over the sign tomorrow, I want to see you! Zhu Yunxi said lightly, and then looked at Bu Shiren who was kneeling.
This old eunuch seemed very familiar to him.
Are you... Zhu Yunxi asked.
The old slave Bu Shiren has met His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun! Bu Shiren kowtowed.
I remembered that it was the old eunuch who always stood behind Queen Ma in my childhood memory, with a stern face and a serious smile.
Aren't you guarding the Xiaoling Mausoleum? Zhu Yunxi understood, and you went there too?
Your Highness, Bu Shiren kowtows again.
After thinking for a moment, Zhu Yunxi understood the old man's intention. However, I am afraid that all the hard work of the old man was in vain.
Afterwards, Zhu Yunxi ignored the two of them and walked into the imperial flowers.
Here we come! From afar, the old man waved.
My grandson has met Grandpa Huang! Zhu Yunxi saluted meticulously. When he stood up, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a black wooden box placed next to the old man. What is this?
The old man stood up and was about to go into the field again, open it and take a look!