Zhu Ying rolled his eyes: "What you said makes sense, but the question is, does the prince have time to rest for three to five days?"
Zhu Ying hadn't thought about how to reply at first, but he didn't expect that Lan Yu's words made his eyes light up and he couldn't help but continue.
"In all dynasties, our Ming Dynasty can be said to be the first. Ever since Hu Weiyong was beheaded, the Ming Dynasty has no prime minister."
"Although His Majesty is diligent, he still needs help."
"The burden of helping His Majesty with government affairs naturally falls on the shoulders of the Crown Prince."
"Think about it, the prince's daily workload can be said to be huge, and he never has a holiday all year round!"
"Sometimes when His Majesty doesn't want to do something, he will ask the Prince to do it, such as paying condolences to the three armies."
"In addition, it is said that His Majesty has a bad temper, and the Prince has been beaten by His Majesty often!"
"This prince is under pressure that ordinary people cannot bear, both physically and psychologically. What is this? This is the unbearable lightness of life! In this case, isn't it normal to get sick?"
"By the way, you guys are just pork dealers. Why are you so concerned about national affairs?"
At this moment, Zhu Yingcai suddenly realized that he had the system in hand and could conquer the world, but wasn't he saying too much?
Zhu Yuanzhang didn't wait for Lan Yu and Li Shanchang to reply, he coughed quickly and explained: "You can just call me Lao Zhu. I am the commander of the navy, and I can be regarded as a fourth-rank officer. These two are my subordinates."
, don’t you want to run away to Nanyang? Then you need our help!”
"Yes, yes, just call me Lao Li!"
"Hmph! Call me Lao Yu!"
Zhu Ying's eyes lit up, and then he said: "It's not important! Think about it, after Your Majesty abolished the prime minister, has the prince's body become worse and worse?"
Zhu Ying turned around and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang.
Zhu Yuanzhang was suddenly stunned.
What this guy said makes sense.
Since beheading Hu Weiyong, this Biao'er has indeed become weaker and weaker!
But the problem is, our old bones are fine, but the prince is young, so we can’t bear it?
What's more, since ancient times, if I beat my son, is this really a big deal?
When Zhu Yuanzhang thought of this, he couldn't help but snorted coldly. This boy's words are not credible!
When it comes to hardship and hardship, who else in this world has it harder than us?
From the time I was born, my grandma didn't care, my uncle didn't love me, I ate the last meal but didn't finish the next meal, I let the cow go without a meal, and I cried out among the dead.
Even though Biao'er wasn't even born yet, he followed us on all the expeditions, but he's much better than when we were little!
Even at his age, he is still very energetic.
Besides, we also deal with government affairs a lot. We often stay up all night without even frowning!
Why can't Biao'er work?
Is that so pretentious?
What's more, the second, third, and fourth sons of our old Zhu family are probably still killing Tartars on the prairie. Those breeds are completely emotionless killing machines!
How comfortable it is!
After all, he is still the boss, how can he be so weak!
Seeing the disdainful look on Zhu Yuanzhang's face, Zhu Ying knew that what he said was in vain. This old Zhu probably didn't believe it at all!
"This, this, this... is the prince real?"
Lan Yu was not as fierce as Zhu Yuanzhang, and immediately became at a loss after hearing this.
"It's almost the same. The prince's body is already extremely weak, and he's so exhausted. I guess he can last for another year or two!"
Zhu Ying returned immediately without even thinking about it.
In Zhu Ying's view, Lao Zhu in front of him was only a fourth-rank official, and Lao Yu, his subordinate, was at most a seventh- or eighth-rank sesame official. Typical emperors were not as anxious as eunuchs.
In fact, Zhu Ying was indeed a bit alarmist. Although Zhu Biao did die young, according to historical facts, he would have to wait at least another three to five years.
It was not until the 25th year of Hongwu that Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to move the capital and asked Zhu Biao to investigate. However, Zhu Biao died of illness in Shaanxi due to back carbuncle and a cold.
In order to fool this group of people, Zhu Yingcai deliberately moved ahead of time.
The Ming Dynasty was only a few hundred years away from the twenty-first century, and the average life expectancy at this time was not high, only around twenty or thirty.
Not to mention ordinary people, even the emperor's average life span was only over forty.
This Lao Zhu looks like he is in his forties or fifties at least. If he dies, who will he sell his 100,000 pigs to?
"What should we do?"
The more Zhu Ying spoke lightly, the more nervous Lan Yu became.
Who is Zhu Biao?
Those are his Sapphire's biggest and thickest thighs!
If given a choice, he would be willing to trade his life for Zhu Biao's!
"Back carbuncle is not a serious disease!"
"It's easy to say it's simple, but..."
"Do we have the right to talk to you sesame officials?"
Zhu Ying looked at Lan Yu's nervous look and deliberately teased him.
In Zhu Ying's opinion, back carbuncle is indeed a trivial matter.
During this period of time, the system has rewarded a variety of things, including a lot of penicillin.
It's just a carbuncle on the back. A few injections won't cure the disease?
The problem is, even if Zhu Ying knows how to treat it, she doesn't have the legal skills to treat it.
Who dares to tell Zhu Yuanzhang that Zhu Biao is going to die?
Ten heads were not enough for Zhu Yuanzhang to chop off!
What's more, Zhu Ying didn't know at this time that his identity was the late Zhu Xiongying, the eldest son of Zhu Biao and the eldest grandson of Zhu Yuanzhang.
Even without this status, Zhu Ying still has a very good impression of Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao was famously wise in history.
"As long as it can be cured! As long as it can be cured!"
After Zhu Ying finished speaking, Lan Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as this kid can be cured, we have a way to cure him.
"Boy, what do you say all these nonsense have to do with going to Nanyang?"
Zhu Yuanzhang was obviously different from Lan Yu. Zhu Ying's words didn't even make a splash in Zhu Yuanzhang's heart.
In Zhu Yuanzhang's view, this boy was just an alarmist and wanted to build relationships in exchange for glory and wealth!
You will know it when you watch the boy selling pigs.
Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang not only did not believe it at all, but even wanted to laugh a little.
I am the Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, standing in front of you. You don’t want to please me, but you go out of your way to please the prince?
Who could have done such a heartless thing without suffering from cerebral thrombosis for ten years?
"It's superficial again, isn't it?"
"If the prince is gone, what will happen to you?"
Zhu Ying rolled her eyes, looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, then at Li Shanchang and Lan Yu.
Lan Yu and Zhu Yuanzhang were fine, one was not afraid, the other was not smart enough, but Li Shanchang trembled all over when he heard this.
It was he who recommended Hu Weiyong to be the prime minister. He knew very well that Lao Zhu Xiemo was capable of killing donkeys.
"What did you say? Fool, keep fooling!"
"Don't listen to the wind. Is your Majesty the kind of person who is moody and kills without blinking an eye?"
"Your Majesty is a sage emperor who loves his people like a son and is approachable!"
When Zhu Ying finished speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang and Lan Yu burst into laughter.