What does it matter? Zhu Yunying didn't intend to become a master calligrapher, so naturally he didn't care about his calligraphy. Even if it was just scribbles, it was fine. He wanted to govern the country, not make a living by selling calligraphy and paintings.
After finishing the morning court session, Zhu Yuanzhang was in a good mood. He asked Wang Chengen to give a message, and the entire Eastern Palace immediately made preparations.
Seeing the brothers Zhu Yunying and Zhu Yuntong leading the way, and also noticing Xu Miaoqing, Madam Sang, and others, Old Zhu smiled happily. He strode over with a powerful stride, and just as he approached, the equally unruly little Zhu rushed out. He didn't like being held by his parents; he only liked being held by his great-grandfather.
“Great-grandfather, my sister is Ruyi!” Little Zhu said proudly, hugging Old Zhu’s neck. “I’m the eldest brother.”
Old Zhu was very pleased and hugged Little Zhu, saying, "Yes, our Yin'er is the eldest brother. You must take good care of your younger brothers and sisters, just like your grandfather, just like your father."
Old Zhu, carrying little Zhu and walking ahead, suddenly remembered something and asked Zhu Yunying, "Where is Ruyi?"
Zhu Yunying immediately took Zhu Ruyi from Lian Qiongqiong's arms. Old Zhu held Zhu Ruyi in his left arm with satisfaction, while also holding Zhu Wenyin.
Sitting directly in the main seat, Old Zhu held his great-grandson and great-granddaughter, quite pleased. "We were originally planning to go back to the Qianqing Palace to rest, but when we heard that Yunhu had returned, we came to see him. We've never held our great-granddaughter before, this won't do."
The others dared not speak, but Zhu Yunying did, “That won’t do. If the Empress Dowager asks, or my parents ask, how will the Emperor Grandfather answer? He can’t just say Yin’er, or our Ruyi’er.”
The others were a little sweating, mainly because if Zhu Yunying said that, some people with ulterior motives heard it and thought he was cursing the old Zhu to die soon. Even as the crown prince, he shouldn't be so bold or arrogant.
Old Zhu looked down at Zhu Ruyi and laughed, "That makes sense. Otherwise, we wouldn't have come. Granddaughter-in-law, have someone prepare dinner. We'll dine here."
Xu Miaoqing immediately stood up, and Old Zhu also said at this moment, "We only have one granddaughter-in-law?!"
Sang quickly stood up as well. She was very honest in front of Old Zhu, saying, "Granddaughter-in-law knows she was wrong."
Old Zhu, holding Little Zhu, smiled and looked at Little Zhu, "Yin'er, are you happy holding Ruyi'er and your little sister?"
This is actually just teasing the child; many children have this possessiveness. Many children won't allow their grandparents or parents to hold other children.
Little Zhu sat on Old Zhu's lap, a happy smile on her face. "She's my little sister, and I love my little sister too."
From this perspective, Little Zhu seems quite magnanimous; the child clearly does have some possessiveness. However, this mischievous kid still knows his limits; he only won't allow others to take his great-grandfather away, but it shouldn't be a problem if it's his younger siblings.
Zhu Ruyi wasn't very accommodating and started crying. Zhu Yunying immediately picked her up and handed her to Lian Qiongqiong.
Old Zhu had nothing to be reluctant about; he had more than twenty sons, more than ten daughters, and countless grandchildren whose names he couldn't even remember. If it weren't for Zhu Yunying's sake, the old feudal Zhu might not have been willing to hold Zhu Ruyi.
After all, she was the eldest daughter of the Crown Prince, and Zhu Yunying knew that he doted on the child, which is why Old Zhu named her and came to hold her. Otherwise, Old Zhu wouldn't have had so many thoughts and intentions.
Looking at his two grandsons and great-grandsons, all of whom were Zhu's own flesh and blood descendants of Empress Ma and his most beloved eldest son, Zhu was naturally happy.
"Yunwen, it's time for your brother to become emperor. If you don't want to do great things in the future, just be a good prince and assist your brother, understand?"
Zhu Yunwen immediately knelt down, showing great tact at this moment, and said, "Grandfather, rest assured, your subject will do his utmost to assist my elder brother."
Looking at Zhu Yunwen's serious expression, Old Zhu suddenly chuckled, "I shouldn't be saying this to you. If you can cause less trouble, that's already helping your brother."
Seeing Zhu Yunhu's speechless expression, Zhu Yunying came to his rescue, saying, "Yunhu is alright, quite easy to manage, just a bit playful."
Being a little playful isn't necessarily a bad thing. Being a carefree prince isn't so bad either.
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