Wang Chengen could probably guess why the emperor was saying this. Ultimately, it was no secret that the emperor was fond of military affairs.
Furthermore, it's out of respect for the emperor, probably because the classics make fun of the current emperor, saying that although he is fond of martial arts, he really has no talent for leading troops. The retired emperor said that if the current emperor were in the army, he would only be as capable as a fifth-rank military commander.
If a real war breaks out, even a guerrilla general with a minor title would probably find it quite difficult.
This is a knot in the heart of the current emperor. He has always been ambitious and has always had smooth sailing. But whether it's a sand table exercise or troop deployment, there's always something he doesn't quite understand.
Zhu Yunying shook his head, quite regretfully, "It seems I won't have the chance to lead troops. I was thinking of commanding thousands of troops to launch a war to destroy a country. I'd better not mess around with it, otherwise it might just become a troublesome matter."
If you don't have the talent to lead troops, don't even think about personally leading an expedition. Otherwise, you might just become a "gatekeeper emperor," which would be a great disgrace, and you would be "whipped" over and over again hundreds of years later.
Since the emperor didn't intend to cause any trouble, Wang Chengen naturally felt at ease, truly at ease.
Just a moment ago, he even considered reporting to the Emperor Emeritus. Because the current emperor was very principled, and ordinary people couldn't persuade this supreme ruler who held immense power.
I'll continue reviewing memorials, even though I'm unlikely to be a good general. I'll strive to be a good emperor, which requires doing what I'm good at, and that brings a different kind of satisfaction compared to being a great general.
After finishing his official duties for the day, Shuangquan arrived. It seemed he was waiting outside the Wuying Hall, but in reality, it could be considered that Old Zhu had arranged for Shuangquan to wait in advance; this was a way of 'intercepting' him.
There was no need for Shuangquan to say anything; Zhu Yunying waved his hand and led a large group of maids and eunuchs toward the Qianqing Palace.
"I am the Great General, General Zhu!" Before even reaching the gates of the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Yunying heard a clear voice, "Who dares to fight me!"
Zhu Yunying was speechless for a moment. His grandfather was a man with exceptional military talent, a peerless war god whose talents were wasted on being an emperor. In fact, Zhu Yunying's father also had some talent for leading troops, after all, when the eldest Zhu was young, the old Zhu was only the 'Prince of Wu' and was still fighting.
Now, even young Zhu is considered by old Zhu to have a talent for leading troops, so he is probably also a 'martial emperor'.
Of all four generations of this family, only Zhu Yunying himself struggled to even become a fifth-rank military officer, which is truly baffling.
As soon as he arrived at the Qianqing Palace, he saw Xiao Xiaozhu, wearing a golden helmet and armor, sitting on the back of a small horse, holding a wooden spear in his hand, looking very spirited.
Zhu Yunying was displeased and said irritably, "With thousands of troops and you in full armor, the enemy will come straight for you."
“You’re being paranoid,” Old Zhu, sitting on the porch, immediately criticized. “The commander-in-chief should only sit in the central command and not act rashly. If the commander-in-chief has to go into battle, the war will be difficult to win. Maintaining morale and making on-the-spot deployments are the responsibilities of the commander-in-chief.”
Zhu Yunying was truly speechless now, or at least she really didn't want to talk to Old Zhu anymore. Why did he have such a penchant for putting people down?
Little Zhu happily rode over on his little pony and said, "Dad, when we grow up a bit, we'll help you fight! Wherever Dad wants to fight, we'll take it down!"
"If you are filial, grow up quickly and help us handle political affairs." Zhu Yunying looked at little Zhu with genuine expectation. "When you are able to handle state affairs and you ascend the throne, if we are still healthy at that time, you can let us go out to fight a war. That's all we have to hope for."
Old Zhu couldn't help but laugh and continued to tease, "You? That won't do! It's one thing for the retired emperor to lose troops outside, but what if he gets kidnapped or killed? What a mess that would be! If you really want to be a great general, you can lead the capital garrison on a hunt outside Yingtian Prefecture."
Zhu Yunying gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Grandfather, we'll take care of everything after your death. We won't bury you in the Xiaoling Mausoleum!"
"If Dad won't bury him, we will!" The little dog immediately trotted over to Old Zhu, tilting his chubby face up and saying, "We'll take care of Dad's funeral arrangements!"
This is truly an act of filial piety that caused a stir; someone even more filial than Zhu Yunying appeared out of nowhere.
"Children say the darndest things, children say the darndest things!" Zhu Yunying could only console herself, "Let's not be angry!"
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