I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

Everyone lowered their heads when they heard Song Jijiu's reprimand.

In fact, they were clear about this matter from the beginning, and the reason why they didn't care about it was because they were also somewhat dissatisfied with the destruction of the Kong family.

In order to prevent students from bringing their emotions into their studies, they simply ignore it and let them make a fuss and vent.

At the same time, as teachers, they also know the courage of the students.

Don't look at the bluffing of these students, in fact, they will definitely back down when things are imminent.

Even if he went, he would at most watch Zhu Di enter the palace, and would not dare to go up to write a letter.

Unexpectedly, such a big mess happened because of an accident.

"Oh...Master Jijiu, it's too late to say anything now, let's think of a way to rescue the students."

Song Xuan sighed at Guozijian's sacrificial wine, and left the East Palace with people, intending to go to Sanyang for a try.

At the same time, I prayed in my heart that Taisun must not use the crime stipulated by the Emperor Taizu that the supervisors cannot discuss politics, and cut off all those students, and even implicate the Imperial College later.

The corner of the East Palace.

Zhu Pangpang lay in the corner, looking out.

After confirming that these people had really left, he breathed a sigh of relief, dusted off the dust on his body, and went to the room humming a little tune.

To be honest, Zhu Pangpang didn't even think about helping these people.

His grandfather stipulated that the prison students could not discuss politics, and these people wanted to die on their own, and he couldn't help them even if they wanted to.

He was at the old man's side just now, but he was actually just pretending to let others know that he, the prince, really worked hard.

The Guozijian has been safe and sound for so many years, and these supervisors have gradually forgotten the rules of the Taizu Emperor. This time can just let them deepen their memory of this.

"Hey, didn't you go to see the old man? Why did you come back so soon?"

Mrs. Zhang, who was preparing a welcome banquet for her son with her two daughters-in-law, was a little curious when she saw Zhu Pangpang coming back humming a ditty.

The group of people were crying so badly just now, she thought it was a big deal, thinking that Zhu Pangpang passed away, and she would definitely not come back for a long time.

I also planned to finish the dishes and put them in the pot to warm them first, so that the dishes would not be cold when the father and son came back.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Pangpang came back in a good mood before his side was finished.

"Hehe, the old man won't let me take care of this."

After taking the tea handed over by Hu Shanxiang, Zhu Pangpang replied with a smile.

After taking a sip of the hot tea and exhaling comfortably, Zhu Pangpang spread the fat on the chair, and said happily: "Finally, I can rest for a while again."

Looking at the happy Zhu Pangpang, Mrs. Zhang said with a smile: "With the character of the old man, if you want to rest, you should think beautifully!"

Zhu Pangpang waved his hand.

"Oh, you don't know, it's really a rest this time, the old man took away my power to supervise the country."

"What!"

Hearing this news, Mrs. Zhang raised her eyebrows all of a sudden, and said anxiously and angrily: "What kind of crazy is this old man? You haven't been working as a supervisor for a few days, why did you change again? This time, the old man If you do it three times, you are still the second child."

Looking at his anxious wife, Zhu Pangpang happily patted her hand, and comforted him: "Don't worry, this time it's neither the second nor the third, but your big brother."

Mrs. Zhang stood up in surprise, grabbed Zhu Pangpang's hand, and said excitedly: "The old man gave Zhan Gui the right to supervise the country."

Zhao Linger, Ji Yun, who came out of the small kitchen, Yu Qingyao who helped them, and Hu Shanxiang who stood aside to serve them also showed surprise on their faces.

Zhu Pangpang looked at the surprised expressions of several people, and nodded cheerfully to confirm.

"That's right, the old man was afraid that I would be tired, so he decided to let Zhan Gui act as an agent of the government before the Northern Expedition."

"I thought about it all the way back, and I think that the old man may think that Zhangui is good in military and other aspects, and I want him to get in touch with the government and understand this aspect, so as not to understand anything in the future."

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Pangpang seemed to have thought of something, patted his forehead, and said to the two daughters-in-law: "Zhan Gui is going to discuss things with your grandfather, and he may not have time to come back for dinner, lunch or something, you should prepare some Send it over."

Then he explained to Mrs. Zhang, "I see that the child has lost weight during running, so you can make some soup for the child to replenish."

"Okay, okay, we understand, you rest first, let's go to work!"

The son took over the prison, Zhang was happier than Zhu Pangpang became the emperor.

He quickly took a few girls to work in the small kitchen.

Looking at the happy faces of everyone, Zhu Pangpang cheerfully picked up the senior scholar of Baimaoge who was running around at his feet, stretched out his hand to tease the dog's nose, and said with a smile: "Son, your elder brother has grown up. Now that we are in charge, our family has another pillar, and the whole family is very happy, are you happy!"

Chapter 130: Your Highness, don't leave, I've done this job, I've done it.

In Zhu Di's bedroom, Zhu Zhangui and Zhu Di lay there and studied for an entire afternoon before they almost completed the plan.

Looking at the summary of the [-]-year plan in front of him, Zhu Di's eyes were filled with excitement and fighting spirit.

After the Yongle Grand Ceremony, he did another thing that is famous throughout the ages.

If this century-old plan can be achieved and everyone in the Ming Dynasty is like a dragon, then Zhu Di will surpass all emperors and become a great emperor who will be famous for generations like the first emperor.

"Who do you plan to put in charge of this plan?"

After carefully tidying up the plan and putting it beside him, Zhu Di asked Zhu Zhangui who he planned to be in charge of the plan in the early stage.

He, Zhu Di, is the emperor, and he has endless things to do every day. It is impossible to devote himself wholeheartedly to this plan, and he can only play a supervisory role.

Although the crown prince Zhu Pangpang is a good candidate, but the boss's body, Zhu Di was afraid that Zhu Pangpang would be exhausted to death.

Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui are even worse.

Both of them were military generals, so the two of them couldn't do this kind of delicate work.

And he didn't want the two involved in the plan either.

Based on his understanding of the two sons, the two knew that this plan was for the follow-up of the emperor, that is, the descendants of the boss.

Zhu Zhangui still has a lot of things to do in the follow-up, and it is impossible to devote all his energy to this matter. He must find a person in charge.

Neither can San Yang.

The three of them are now representatives of Confucianism, and it is impossible for them to preside over this matter.

Even if the three were willing, Zhu Di would not let them take over this matter.

Zhu Zhangui naturally had a candidate in his mind, and replied directly:

"Grandson has two candidates, and I plan to let them take charge of this matter."

"It's just that one of them may be a little troublesome. He once offended you, grandpa, and he is still locked up in the prison."

Zhu Di became interested.

He thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out who should take over this matter.

You must know that this candidate must not only be knowledgeable, but also not have too many ties to Confucianism, preferably a hostile relationship, that would be even better.

Zhu Di really couldn't remember who Zhu Zhangui said was locked up in the prison. After all, he locked up too many people, and the ghost knows which one.

"Tell me, if he is really a good candidate, as long as he is not guilty of treason, I can forgive him."

Zhu Zhangui looked at the old man and said a name.

"Xie Jin, Bachelor Xie."

Zhu Di raised his eyebrows.

"Why him? He is well-known in the Confucian school! And this person's character..."

Zhu Di shook his head, obviously he didn't like this person very much.

"Because no one from the Confucian sect rescued him after he entered Jinyiwei Prison. After several years of imprisonment, his edges and corners should have been smoothed."

"Grandpa, he doesn't dare to hate. So he can only hate the Confucianism. If we provoke him again, saying that after he entered the prison, the people from the Confucianism not only failed to save him, but even worsened the situation and demanded to copy him. family, and destroy his clan."

"Grandpa, you said that we let him out and gave him rights and certain power. Will he take revenge on the Confucian sect madly?"

"When he knows our plan, will he do it wholeheartedly for the sake of power and revenge on the Confucianism? After all, the taste of the prison is really uncomfortable, let alone Jinyiwei's prison. Now it's hard to do it again. He won’t give up when he gains power.”

Zhu Di nodded slightly after listening.

"I remember he should be imprisoned in Jinyiwei Prison!"

Zhu Zhangui nodded in confirmation.

The old man thought for a while, and said to Zhu Zhangui: "Go and see him first to see if Fu is the right candidate for you. If there is no problem, you can let him take charge."

After making sure he knew Jin, the old man asked about another person.

"The other person, if I'm not mistaken, should be Lu Xin, the chief envoy of Shandong."

Zhu Zhangui smiled and flattered him, "I can't hide anything from you, Grandpa!"

"It's hard to guess. That guy has done so many things with you. He is also responsible for the destruction of the Kong family. If this matter gets out, he will definitely be beaten to death by Confucian people."

After confirming the two candidates, the old man rubbed his brows and said tiredly: "For the initial investment, the household department may not be able to afford the money, so let's use the money from the Kong family first!"

"If it's really not enough, you can take out some cushions first, and you can make up for it when you come back from Wa Kingdom."

"As for the investment in the future, the income from the Japanese country should be able to last for a few years. We will slowly figure out a way later. If it doesn't work, you can go out with Zheng He again."

Good guy, this old man doesn't even want face for money.

He even said the words to let Zhu Zhangui go out to loot again, which shows how much the old man attaches importance to this matter.

"Okay, this matter is settled like this. I'll think about it. Is there anything to add? You can go to Jinyiwei Prison and see Jin."

Noticing the fatigue in Zhu Di's eyes, Zhu Zhangui didn't want the old man to be tired.

He also wanted to let the old man take over for a few more years, so that he would have the opportunity to go out and roam more.

If the old man is exhausted, then Daming will have to shoulder the burden.

After all, with his father Zhu Pangpang's body, Zhu Zhangui is really not sure whether he can survive the old man.

"Okay, I'll go and have a look, don't be too tired, go to bed early!"

The old man waved his hand, and then reminded: "Don't stay too long! It's cold and cold in that place, and I'm still counting on holding a great-grandson next year. You can't hurt your body."

"Also, go back early at night, don't make my eldest granddaughter-in-law wait too long."

Under the explanation and instructions of the old man, Zhu Zhangui left the palace and went to the Jinyiwei yamen.

"See Your Highness Taisun, Your Highness is blessed and safe."

As soon as Zhu Zhangui arrived at the gate of Jinyiwei, Ji Gang, who received the news, hurriedly led the officials on duty to go out to greet him.

"Get up!"

Zhu Zhangui nodded with a smile, and entered the Jinyiwei lobby accompanied by Ji Gang and others.

"Your Highness, those students are currently being interrogated. If you need a statement urgently, I will ask someone to come over and urge you."

Zhu Zhangui waved his hand.

"I didn't come here for them. You can interrogate slowly, and just hand over your statement to me before dawn tomorrow."

Replying casually, after Zhu Zhangui let everyone except Ji Gang leave, he asked Ji Gang, "Xie Jin is being imprisoned here!"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Bring him up, I have something to ask him."

Soon, a man with disheveled hair and dirty body was escorted in by Ji Gang himself.

"The guilty minister, Xie Jin, pays homage to His Highness the Grandson."

Ji Gang seemed to be on the way here and had already explained to Xie Jin.

As soon as Xie Jin entered the hall, he directly bowed and paid respects.

Zhu Zhangui nodded and looked at the unkempt Xie Jin.

"Bachelor Xie, how is life in prison?"

Xie Jin's body trembled subconsciously.

Obviously, Zhu Zhangui's words aroused his inner fear.

"Life is better than death, like a fire!"

Xie Jin answered Zhu Zhangui's question in nine words.