Da Zhu glanced at his eldest son and said, "Yes, after Mother passed away, Ying'er has been acting like a brat in front of Father. This is not his true nature; the child is just too sensible."
“We’ve told him not to act like a rascal or make a fool of himself in front of us, but he won’t listen,” Old Zhu said with some emotion. “We’re getting old, and we say we don’t like him causing trouble in front of us. But when Ying’er makes a fuss, we feel at ease. Our eldest grandson always gives in to us.”
After a moment of silence, thinking about his troublesome son's behavior, Da Zhu suddenly said, "He's just trying to fool you; he's definitely eyeing the throne."
Old Zhu threw a memorial at him, and Da Zhu dodged it somewhat awkwardly, then looked at him with a hint of resentment: Father, I am your Biao'er!
Old Zhu smiled and shook his head. Only in front of his eldest son and grandson could he truly feel at home. Only in front of his son and grandson could he truly relax.
It's impossible for me to be tired. For my son and grandson, the Ming Dynasty should be more secure under his rule. Once Biao'er ascends the throne, he won't have to work as hard as I do!
Zhu Xiong Ying couldn't help but admire his imperial grandfather. When he got up in the morning, the maids helped him wash up and have breakfast. As for Old Zhu, he was already in the court at that time.
Such intense work is not something an ordinary person can handle; even an iron man needs time to rest. But when it comes to Lao Zhu, he always seems full of fighting spirit, as if he really doesn't need to stop.
After finishing his breakfast, Zhu Xiong Ying slowly returned to the East Palace. Zhu Yunwen looked at Zhu Xiong Ying cautiously; this imperial brother was quite formidable.
Nothing much, just dealt with two of Lady Lü's maids a couple of days ago. Song Zhong, leading the Imperial Guards, stormed into the homes of the civil officials and noblewomen who were surrounding Lady Lü, searching their homes. Don't ask questions; what if they found out she was involved with Hu Weiyong?
Whether Zhu Yunwen accepted his fate is unknown, but Empress Lü probably felt she could still fight back. As long as the Crown Prince ascended the throne, she would be Empress. At that time, she wouldn't have to be so careful in front of the Crown Prince.
This seemingly refined and magnanimous imperial grandson, who would fawn over the emperor, was actually quite imposing in front of others, and was ruthless in his scheming and manipulative nature.
"Yunyi, go with your second brother to the Imperial Stables and ride horses for half an hour," Zhu Xiong Ying said, without any intention of discussion. "After riding, have someone serve you a hot bath, and for lunch, the three of us will have antique soup and a pot of warm wine."
Zhu Yunwen's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked, "Where is the fourth prince?"
"Fourth brother?" Zhu Xiong Ying said irritably, "Yunxuan's diaper hasn't been taken off yet, and he's still drinking!"
Zhu Yunxuan looked aggrieved and raised his chubby face, "Brother, I didn't wet the bed last night!"
Even if he didn't wet the bed, we still won't take him. He's only five or six years old, what's the point of him eating hot pot!
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