Rebirth of the Ming Dynasty: Sixth Generation of Glory, I don't want it

While Zhang Xin was walking in the yard, Zhu Gaochi had already arrived at the front yard.

Zhu Di was drinking tea and talking with monk Daoyan.

The topic that Zhang Xin needed to lay out for a long time before it could be developed was naturally unnecessary for Zhu Gaochi, and he had actually already thought of the premise for this matter on the way here.

The princes could not interfere in the affairs of their fiefdoms, let alone the government affairs of the capital, but they could make suggestions.

"In our Ming Dynasty, especially in the north, there are still many scholars who are loyal to the former Yuan Dynasty and consider themselves the remnants of the former Yuan Dynasty. Some are in the south of the Yangtze River but their minds are in the north, or they pretend to be dead and crazy to ask for a resignation. In short, they are unwilling to submit and are proud of not forgetting the former Yuan Dynasty. In the final analysis, they just didn't become high officials in our Ming Dynasty, and their sons and nephews can't pass the exams as well as the southerners here. In this way, isn't everything possible?"

Zhu Gaochi told Zhang Xin about his ideas and summarized them with great interest.

"Did you come up with this idea yourself?"

Zhu Di raised his eyebrows.

"Ah, that, that's not what my wife said."

Although Zhu Gaochi didn't like to tell the truth, he didn't like to lie either.

"A woman of such virtue, do you have such insight?"

Monk Daoyan became interested.

"Not really. It's just that her second uncle has learned a lot in the family's clan studies, and she thinks she can learn it. Yesterday, mother showed her the North and South list, and she just feels sorry for those scholars. I think this matter of pacifying the north is something she should do."

Zhu Gaochi didn't want people to think that Zhang Xin was overreaching, so he blurred Zhang Xin's starting point.

"Tsk, you're not as smart as your wife, what's the point of you being the crown prince!"

Zhu Di routinely attacked his son.

"That's my daughter-in-law too, mine!!"

"That wasn't your choice, it was my dad who chose it for you!!!"

"This is irrefutable! Dad, just tell me if it's feasible. The palace examination will be held next month, so we can take the opportunity to announce it. Next time, more people from our Yan area will be able to pass the exam and become Jinshi."

Zhu Gaochi’s starting point was actually different from Zhang Xin’s.

If the volume could be divided into north and south, it would be very beneficial to the Yan area.

Yan is located in the north, and as more people study in the north, the customs of the people there will naturally change.

They continued to operate in Yan territory. When his father passed away and he was no longer able to fight a war, a peaceful Yan territory would be easy to manage.

He no longer had to rely on his two younger brothers to fight in battles, and his position as prince was secure.

If Zhu Yunwen wants to reduce the power of the princes in the future, Yan area will also be the base camp of the Prince of Yan's Palace. The more united the people are, the better.

"We need to think about this carefully. I would like to meet the Crown Prince's Consort."

Zhu Di hesitated and did not answer, and Monk Daoyan made a request without any hesitation.

"This is not appropriate."

Zhu Gaochi suddenly felt like an old monk trying to steal his young wife and immediately refused.

"It's indeed not appropriate. What about the little prince? He will be born soon, right? When he is one month old, can you bring him to me for me to see?"

"What do you want to do?"

Zhu Gaochi looked alert.

"Take in a disciple?"

Monk Daoyan was amused by Zhu Gaochi's expression and gave a rather unexpected answer.

"Uh, accepting a disciple just after the full moon, Master, this is so unreliable——"

"I think it's pretty good."

Zhu Di, who had been thinking for a long time, took over the conversation.

"Did Dad mean to accept disciples or divide the volumes into north and south?"

Zhu Gaochi asked for advice.

"It's all good. You and your second and third brothers can go to the army to fight and lose some weight. I will discuss this with the master."

Zhu Di began to drive people away.

After the eldest brother Zhu Gaochi left reluctantly, Zhu Di stood up, and Monk Daoyan stood up as well. They walked to the pavilion outside the house one after the other. The pavilion with wind through the four sides provided a wide view. The two of them looked into the distance for a while before sitting down.

Ma Sanbao quickly brought the chessboard to Zhu Di.

No matter who you are, looking from a distance you can see two people playing chess intently.

But in fact, the conversation between the two of them was thrilling.

"Your Highness is destined to have few children. I predict that the palace will have newborns next year or the year after. Twins."

Monk Daoyan waited until Zhu Di grabbed a handful of flags and placed them in the middle of the chessboard before he began to speak.

"If the monk didn't guess it right, then I'll leave first. If I can't, then neither can my son?"

Zhu Di's tone was relaxed at the beginning, but became more serious at the end.

"Well, the prince's injury is hopeless, and the prince is too obese."

Monk Daoyan put down a chess piece and responded decisively.

"So it has changed now?"

Zhu Di played with the chess piece in his hand for a long time before finding a place to put it down and asking questions at the same time.

"Let me wait until I have seen the young master before I speak. We still need to prepare what needs to be prepared."

"Okay, what about the volume division?"

"What do you think, Your Majesty?"

"It's not the right time. But it's a good idea."

"Yes. If, if it is necessary, the prince will always find an experienced and prudent official who loves to be famous during his lifetime and after his death to draft the imperial edict. This may be a bait at that time."

"Yes, I gave it to him now, hoping that the young boy would take advantage of me."

"Your Highness thinks too highly of that person. He is young and frivolous. The Emperor is old too. How many children would listen to an old man's words?"

"That's right. That guy, he's a coward! Last time I went back to Beijing, he didn't even dare to look me in the eye. I just hope Liu Sanwu lives a long life. This guy, haha, is very respected."

"Your Highness, why don't you just send someone to look after him? The northwest is not far away. He should also appreciate your kindness."

"Master, what you said makes sense."

"When the time comes, Your Highness will tell you about the division of the volumes into north and south. The people of the north will support your decision, and this will help Your Highness avoid more obstacles and make things more legitimate."

"I didn't expect this. How can these people hinder me?"

"Don't underestimate me, Your Majesty is too arrogant. When scholars become stubborn, they are just not afraid of death."

"I see. This is all they have left of their inexplicable bravery. Not fearing death is useless. The best thing to do is to let others die."

Zhu Di was so domineering that Monk Daoyan frowned slightly, put down the chess piece and started a new topic.

"The prince has made great progress. He has married a good wife. The princess consort that the emperor has appointed for the prince and the princess consort that the emperor has appointed for the prince are both excellent."

"Chi'er lacks eight points of martial arts. Even if he is three points like his second brother. As for this daughter-in-law, if my father had known that it was so good, he would have left it to my brother and the eldest nephew."

"Your Majesty, your words are wrong."

"I'd like to hear more about it - Yeah, I won."

"The prince's chess skills have also improved."

"Thank you, thank you. Let's play another round."

"Your Majesty, please——"

The two of them played chess back and forth, with conversations between them, and they played dozens of games with some wins and some losses.

It was not until the sun set that they went home.

Every day, playing chess in the pavilion was a daily routine for Zhu Di and monk Daoyan.

Apart from playing chess, no one knew what they talked about, and this place with leaks everywhere was also extremely safe.

In short, because of the daily lives of these two people, things outside began to move little by little, preparing for the worst outcome.

And the daily life of Zhu Gaochi and Zhang Xin was also picked up again today.

【Guajia's little science: Monk Daoyan is the famous figure Yao Guangxiao who was called the demon monk, also known as the prime minister in black. In his early years, he followed Zhu Di to his fiefdom. In the middle period, he became one of the planners of the Jingnan Campaign. In the later period, he taught Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji, and organized civil servants to revise the Yongle Encyclopedia. He died at the age of 84. 】