Old Zhu nodded slightly and said with a smile, "That's true. Moving the capital is a major event, and we can't rush it now. It would be appropriate to send Yunhuo over to take a look. I remember they reported a few sites over there. Yunhuo should also go and see if they are suitable for the imperial mausoleum."

Little Zhu got anxious and quickly said, "Great-grandfather, we agreed that we would be buried in Zijin Mountain. We were born here, so we should be buried here too. You and our father are both here, so it's not right for us not to be in Beiping."

Old Zhu patiently explained, "It's all so far away, but it's good that you're there. Your father had no choice; he had to start building the imperial mausoleum as soon as he ascended the throne, and they couldn't find a suitable site in Beiping, so this was the only option."

Zhu Yunwen suddenly spoke up, saying, "Grandfather, I remember when my elder brother was in Beiping years ago, he also chose a site for the imperial mausoleum..."

"Shut up!" Old Zhu was furious, looking at Zhu Yunwen and scolding, "Your father is so intelligent, and your elder brother is so clever, how come you are so stupid?"

Zhu Yunwen, perhaps confused at this moment, muttered without fear, "When our mother called us, she probably gave our little bit of brains and thoughts to our elder brother in advance."

Little Zhu didn't care, grabbing Old Zhu's hand and saying, "Anyway, no one can control us then. As long as we have a plot of land under the Xiaoling Mausoleum, that's good enough. If our Imperial Grandfather and Father can stay with Great-Grandfather, we want one too. We were also raised by Great-Grandfather, so Great-Grandfather can't be biased!"

Old Zhu thought about it and realized that this was actually quite good. While he was alive, he couldn't truly have four generations living together in harmony, but if he passed away, it wouldn't be a bad thing if his most cherished descendants were still around.

Zhu Yunying then said, "Purple Mountain is right outside Yingtian Prefecture. Everyone knows if there's any movement. We think it's fine; we don't have to worry about someone digging it up!"

Old Zhu was annoyed. His grandson was good in every way, but sometimes he just didn't know what he was thinking. He kept thinking about the fall of the Ming Dynasty!

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