Zhu Yunwen was indeed a bookworm through and through, whether in his 'past life' or 'present life,' he hadn't really changed much. The only difference was that Zhu Yunwen didn't sit on the dragon throne, nor did he hand over the country to others through a series of extremely foolish means.
Zhu Yunying really couldn't get close to her mentally challenged younger brother.
They were half-siblings, and the unpleasant impressions from their past life, coupled with the power struggle for the throne in this life, only exacerbated the conflict.
All of this led Zhu Yunying to basically ignore Zhu Yunwen. It was only because of face that he gave Zhu Yunwen some respect and never made things difficult for him.
It's no exaggeration to say that Zhu Yunying thought his elder brother was exceptionally outstanding. Compared to Zhu Yunwen, who historically drove his uncle to self-immolation and imprisoned him, Zhu Yunying was remarkably merciful. He didn't cause the imperial clan any anxiety, nor did he drive them to the brink of starvation or to rebellion.
Looking at Zhu Yunying, Zhu Yunying said, "Your second brother isn't bad, he's just really stupid! We're too lazy to say anything more to him, but I am the elder brother after all, and now that Father Emperor is gone, I should discipline him. If he keeps acting like this, he might make a big mistake in the future."
Zhu Yunwen didn't understand and said, "It's just composing poems with some scholars, how much trouble could there be? We've had some scholars compose poems at banquets quite a few times. A while ago, we even had someone write a few poems for us."
Zhu Yunying looked at Zhu Yunhuo, but his gaze did not frighten Zhu Yunhuo. It wasn't a menacing look; it was simply the look one gives to a foolish, simple-minded younger brother.
"How can your banquet be the same as the banquet he attended?" Zhu Yunying said through gritted teeth. "Don't try to find someone to write your poems; you'll only make yourself a laughingstock."
Zhu Yunwen was displeased and said, "I am, after all, the Emperor's younger brother. Who in the world does not know that the Emperor is talented in poetry? Even if we find someone to write for us and the result is not as good as the Emperor's, it should still be presentable. However, Emperor, please do not punish your second brother too severely."
Alright, enough with the jokes, the silly younger brother is busy pleading for mercy!
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