The grandfather and grandson were washing their feet when Old Zhu suddenly remembered something. "How about Yunhu?"
"It's alright, but he lacks proper upbringing," Zhu Xiong Ying said with a smile. "The Crown Prince's wife said that he'll be summoned to the palace to learn some manners."
Old Zhu couldn't help but laugh. His granddaughter-in-law was quite sensible, which saved him a lot of trouble. "The Crown Princess did a good job. We'll bestow upon her a Ruyi. Tomorrow, you go to the storeroom and choose one. Don't let anyone say we're stingy."
The concubines in the harem probably hated Zhu Xiong Ying the most, because this imperial grandson frequently stayed at the Qianqing Palace. This was true before, and it's still true now. If he weren't the imperial grandson, they might have had the chance to serve him in bed, and perhaps even have another child.
Zhu Xiong Ying had no such awareness; snoring away, he was completely unaware that he might have disturbed Old Zhu. Although Old Zhu was also disturbed, even though he didn't sleep very well, he felt at ease.
For Old Zhu, the person he cares about most and can't let go of right now is his grandson, who was very clever as a child and is becoming increasingly considerate. It's not a big deal that his grandson snores when he sleeps; he doesn't sleep well now, but he can just take a nap during the day.
Wang Chengen and Shuangquan checked the time and quickly began to help Old Zhu and Little Zhu wash up.
While eating pickled vegetables and drinking porridge, Zhu Xiong Ying was in a good mood. "Grandfather, the matter we discussed yesterday can be dealt with in a few days. I'm going to have someone draft a memorial; today is just the beginning."
Old Zhu put down his chopsticks and said, "Okay, what are you thinking?"
"The news of Mao Xiang's death will probably take a few more days to spread. I plan to have my men submit a memorial before the news gets out," Zhu Xiong Ying said to Old Zhu. "Make a big fuss about this, make a big fuss about it, so that we can burn the torture instruments and demote the Embroidered Uniform Guard. This matter needs to be blown out of proportion."
Old Zhu nodded in satisfaction; there was no rush to get these things done immediately. What Old Zhu most wanted to see was his grandson having his own opinions. Even though Zhu Xiong Ying was very opinionated in the past, those were 'minor matters'; now it was a matter of national policy.
After a brief discussion with Lao Zhu, Zhu Xiong Ying and Lao Zhu went their separate ways.
Old Zhu naturally headed straight for the Fengtian Hall, while Zhu Xiong Ying solemnly supervised the civil and military officials who had already begun lining up. Some of the officials had already noticed that the Crown Prince's prestige was growing daily, and the pressure they felt when facing him was increasing.
I originally thought that if I just endured it and got past the current emperor, things would be fine, because the crown prince seemed to be benevolent. By then, maybe everyone wouldn't have to worry about going home or having dramatic separations from their families when they went to court every day.
But now that the Crown Prince is gone, the Imperial Grandson seems to resemble the current Emperor more and more. If the Grandson also gains power and prestige, he might become another Hongwu Emperor. At that time, being an official might be even more difficult. The Imperial Grandson's intention is very likely to use the high-pressure environment of the early years of the dynasty to establish certain rules.
These rules are definitely not friendly to the civil service, and the military officers should not be optimistic either, as their lives will not be easy either.
Zhu Xiong Ying paid no attention to what these people were thinking. After leading the civil and military officials into the hall, he naturally began the morning court session. Zhu Xiong Ying listened patiently, without offering many of his own opinions, unless Old Zhu called on him by name.
The grandfather and grandson had a great understanding, just like the old Zhu and the eldest Zhu back then, who were working together to divide tasks and wait for the opportunity to make the final decision.
The Ming Dynasty didn't need its officials to have too many ideas or opinions, and neither the old Zhu nor the young Zhu would allow them to have too many voices. The Ming Dynasty was now highly centralized, and the emperor's voice was the most important; the officials just needed to do their jobs.
Zhu Xiong Ying wasn't disappointed that he didn't get a chance to make an issue of it. Since no one brought it up, Zhu Xiong Ying would naturally find some people after court to give some push, which would certainly be fine.
After careful consideration, Zhu Xiong Ying realized he had quite a few men under his command, and this matter required a suitable person to step in. He just needed to stir things up; the bigger the fire, the better!
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