The Fengtian Palace is silent.

Everyone was hoping to hear the prince speak, but they were disappointed one by one.

Your Highness the Crown Prince...

He actually fell asleep!

Zhu Di couldn't help but snorted coldly and shouted: "Zhu Gaochi!"

"Um... um... ah..." Zhu Gaochi's fat body shook, his eyes widened in a daze, and looked at the front, back and forth with some confusion: "Dad... Your Majesty... Are you calling me?"

Zhu Di was slightly angry, but he still gave the face to the prince and the court officials: "I ask you, what should you do with your son's affairs?"

"Ah!" Zhu Gaochi patted his head: "My son was wondering whether he could mobilize the grain of the Guan Cang from Xuzhou, Huaian and Yangzhou in southern Zhili to borrow the famine of the people in Shandong..."

Zhu Di glared: "The grain and grass in the official warehouse of Nanzhili will be left for Zheng He and Jiubian to use!"

Suddenly, Zhu Di glared at the boss again: "I'm telling you about Zhan Ji, where have you kidnapped me!"

Zhu Gaochi is still a fat and stupid person, looking neither anxious nor slow.

Seeing the father and son's appearance, the court officials lowered their heads and did not dare to speak. Although they were royal families, they were also father and son. In front of the emperor Zhu Di, they dared not say that the father and son were not subject to the court rules.

Zhu Gaochi secretly glanced at the anger on his father's face, and did not rush to answer. Instead, he turned around and looked at the court officials in the hall, and asked casually: "Is there a question book in Zhongdu?"

Zhu Di's eyes lit up and felt that his scolding and education on the boss was finally effective.

The many ministers in the hall were stunned.

Zhongdu’s question book?

Zhongdu has not delivered a single copy to Nanjing recently...

Damn it!

Prince Niu Pi!

The ministers who impeached Zhu Zhanji not long ago could not help but sigh in their hearts. No matter how they thought about it, they would never expect that the prince would ask such a question.

They want to impeach the grandson and ask the grandson to return to Nanjing City as soon as possible so that they can continue to cultivate themselves and stop killing.

But the prince's words directly cut off their thoughts.

According to the court rules they mentioned, the matter was posted in Zhongdu. Now even the officials in Zhongdu have not included a book to impeach the grandson, so they have no reason to say that they have impeached them.

The ministers were silent.

The elders looked at the prince and felt that the prince's performance was an outstanding successor to the Ming Dynasty.

Emperor Zhu Di laughed. He didn't want Zhu Zhanji to come back so early, otherwise how could he let this future successor of the Ming Dynasty build a solid grassroots experience.

In the disappointment of the ministers, the emperor spoke: "Since the officials of Zhongdu did not think that Taisun was doing something wrong, then this matter will be put aside. My dear friends, let's talk about the matter of the Northern Expedition!"

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“…”

“…”

The emperor pressed the issue of recalling the grandson in the court and raised the idea of ​​the Northern Expedition.

Zhongdu.

Zhu Zhanji also took action and continued his happy days of singing and dancing.

The rain in Zhongdu has been falling, and it seems that the spring rain has no intention of stopping. The dark clouds in the sky cover the sun all day long, and the spring thunder rolls in to wake up the entire earth in one go.

In the yamen of the left-behind the corps, the drums and music are endless, and the orioles are singing and dancing.

Zhu Zhanji sat on the chair of the Grand Master. The best music class in Fengyang City next to him had completely moved into the Left-behind Office, and he showed off his best skills as the Grand Master asked.

They are craftsmen.

If you can be appreciated by the crown prince, you will become famous throughout the whole country in the future.

In the middle of the house, the best brothel girls in Fengyang City gathered together to dance graceful dances, and tried their best to show their best posture.

The song was already familiar. Zhu Zhanji could even follow the rhythm, beat the beat with one hand, squinted his eyes and shook his head, looking at the girls who could not see in front of him.

"This is the life I should enjoy!"

"This damn feudal society!"

“It feels comfortable~”

As he muttered in a low voice, Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but hum and touched him in a low voice.

All-round!

No dead corners!

Three hundred and sixty degrees of touch...

Zhu Zhanji narrowed his eyes, touched the beat on his hand and stopped.

In my ears, the music that made people fallen off actually stopped.

As soon as Zhu Zhanji opened his eyes, he saw Yan Nanfei standing at the door covered in water vapor. He ignored Yan Nanfei, who was soaked in a rooster, and instead looked at the Leban on the side.

Zhu Zhanji hummed in dissatisfaction: "You guys, continue playing music!"

At the command of the grandson, the musician respectfully followed the rhythm that had just stopped.

Zhu Zhanji shook his head again, beat the rhythm, and waved his other hand towards the door.

Yan Nanfei shook the rain on his head, then carried the flying fish suit and took out the water from the ground. After doing this, he walked in.

When he arrived at Zhu Zhanji's side, Yan Nanfei was about to bend down to show his salute, but Zhu Zhanji interrupted the wine glass and pointed to the side: "I guess you should come back after finishing your work. I just asked someone to cook some ginger soup and drink it first. After that, I quickly change my clothes to avoid getting cold and affecting the affairs of this grandson."

Yan Nanfei was still adapting to Taisun's cold-hearted attitude towards others. He obediently walked aside and drank the steaming ginger soup in one go.

"Taisun, today, according to your wishes, we sent our staff to wander around the official residences of Zhongzhong, and then questioned their neighbors."

Zhu Zhanji nodded and asked, "Is it still the same as before, these people still have no reaction?"

Yan Nanfei nodded: "Return to the grandson, yes, these people know that our people are staring at them, probably because they are afraid. Since we came to Fengyang City on the first day, we have gathered again."

Yan Nanfei seemed a little anxious. They had been in Zhongdu for some time, but the case still had no progress. There was news from the court that they were walking through the passage of the Jinyiwei. The ministers in Nanjing began to be dissatisfied with the behavior of Taisun in Zhongdu.

Zhu Zhanji seemed to be indifferent and said calmly: "At this time, they naturally dare not move, but their minds probably started to move. Wait!"

"Wait?" Yan Nanfei was puzzled.

Zhu Zhanji nodded: "Yes, wait a little longer, wait for them to reveal their flaws. If it doesn't work, we will reveal their flaws!"

Yan Nanfei was shocked and persuaded: "Taisun, you are a daughter..."

However, before Yan Nanfei finished speaking, the music in the room and the girls' dance had already stopped.

The musicians had a little nervous look on their faces, and the girls stood in a row respectfully and seemed a little nervous.

Zhu Zhanji frowned and was very dissatisfied: "Is it because I have paid less money, or is there not enough food in the yamen today?"

"Switch on the music!"

"Stop dancing!"

However, Taisun's words did not work this time. The musicians seemed to be deaf, and the girls were even more restrained, and they pinched their hands and lowered their heads.

At the door, Hongyi looked at Zhu Zhanji and said blankly: "Braised pork."

Zhu Zhanji felt that he couldn't help but shouted: "What braised pork? Yan Qianhu is talking to me, so you can go on!"
Chapter completed!