Chapter 668 Face



Zhu Yunying didn't think he was narcissistic; he felt that in this world, he was the most important person in Old Zhu's heart. Even Little Zhu couldn't compare.

This is actually the same as before. Even though Zhu Yunying was favored in the past, he knew that the eldest Zhu was the one that the old Zhu cared about the most.

But that doesn't really matter. The main point is that as long as Zhu Yuanzhang cares, it means his position is secure. Especially now that Zhu Yunying is sitting on the throne, things like jealousy and rivalry are best left alone.

For Zhu Yunying, handling political affairs was more important, as these were the basic duties of an emperor.

It was a rare opportunity for Zhu Yunying to have a day off, but that didn't mean he could sleep until late morning or that there were no political affairs to bother him. It simply meant that Zhu Yunying could sleep a little longer and didn't need to attend the morning court session.

In reality, there wasn't much difference in other aspects, and even during this rest period, Zhu Yunying still had some things to do.

People outside say that Emperor Ying Shi is not good to Confucianism, and that he is extremely disgusted with the Four Books and Five Classics.

This makes some sense, as many people have indeed clearly felt Zhu Yunying's attitude over the years. Zhu Yunying was indeed not close to Confucianism, and there were even some instances of him suppressing it.

Therefore, Emperor Yingshi's reputation among scholars was not very good. If it weren't for the fact that Emperor Zhu had treated Confucian disciples even worse in the past, Emperor Yingshi might be the one being heavily criticized now.

Zhu Yunying didn't actually care much about the comparisons, or rather, what he cared about wasn't how those learned scholars evaluated him.

Not being close to Confucianism did not mean that Zhu Yunying wanted to completely eliminate it, which was unrealistic. After all, many Confucian ideas were beneficial to the monarchs of feudal dynasties. Moreover, finding a suitable ideology was also unrealistic.

Zhu Yunying was not close to Confucianism, but he knew that Confucianism had many merits. He also understood that all members of the imperial family, whether sons or grandsons, needed to learn. He didn't require them to take the imperial examinations, but they should at least be literate and understand principles.

It must be said that Zhu Yunying's requirements were often quite low. But that's normal, given the special status of these people.

No one was surprised by Joo Yoon-young's arrival; at most, they were just a little startled.

For example, Zhu Yunying did not enter the main hall directly, but listened from outside. He glanced around and found that many people were daydreaming or dozing off during class.

This put the teachers in a difficult position, but it was understandable; these students, born into nobility, didn't really cherish the opportunity to study. Many even felt that if it weren't for the emperor's demands, they might have run off somewhere to have fun.

Teachers really don't have many options when it comes to these students who can't be hit or scolded. All they can do is try their best to do their job well and teach as required. As for how much the students can actually learn, that's secondary.

Zhu Yunying could only complain about how the imperial family members and some noble children were wasting top-notch educational resources. He would give them a little test, reward or praise a few who did well, and inevitably criticize and scold a few unreliable ones. This was also part of Zhu Yunying's job.

Zhu Yunying made a brief appearance at the main hall, which was enough to demonstrate his attitude of encouraging education. After all, Zhu Yunying did not expect any member of the imperial family to become the top scholar in the imperial examinations, so his requirements were very low.

Attitude is just that—attitude. One's background is just that—and it's unrealistic to expect people of such high status to be thinking about passing the imperial examinations.

For the emperor, encouraging education was simply a matter of attitude. Since his attitude was acceptable, he could go about his other business. After all, there were many things to do, and he couldn't waste his precious time on a group of academically challenged students.

Upon arriving at the Wuying Hall, Zhu Yunying briefly glanced at the memorials and then summoned Chang Mao, who had been waiting there, to an audience.

This wasn't the imperial court, so there was no need for excessive formalities. Both Zhu Yunying and Chang Mao were quite used to such things.

After a brief chat about everyday matters, Zhu Yunying said, "Uncle, the tree oil will be arriving in the capital soon. You should be aware of these things and start making preparations."

Chang Mao immediately replied, "Your Majesty, please rest assured, I have been preparing for some time and there will certainly be no problems!"

Chang Mao, there's a reason you say that. Palm oil is an auspicious omen that the emperor deliberately prepared, so naturally, we can't allow any awkward situations to occur. We need to ensure everything goes perfectly so that everyone can be happy.

Moreover, since many members of the imperial family and nobles also have interests involved in this matter, it is even more important that no problems arise.

Zhu Yunying smiled, quite satisfied with Chang Mao's answer. However, Zhu Yunying also felt that these were things Chang Mao should do, since Chang Mao was an insider and knew about some of Zhu Yunying's plans.

If Chang Mao can't even handle something this simple, he shouldn't be standing in the imperial court. He should just stay here and live a life of luxury, relying on his status as the emperor's uncle.

Although Chang Mao's abilities are average, he is still capable of getting things done. In many situations, he is the most suitable person to handle them.

Zhu Yunying didn't hide anything and said, "That tree sap is a good thing, but it's not good for cooking, which is a problem."

Chang Mao didn't care and said, "Your Majesty is overthinking it. How many ordinary people can afford to use extra oil when cooking? Even just a few drops of oil in a well-cooked dish is a remarkable thing!"

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