Ming Dynasty: Regrets about the Jingnan Rebellion? I changed it in a dream!

Chapter 90: Zhu Biao, the Crown Prince Yiwen VS Zhu Gaochi, the Crown Prince Yongle

Daoyan?!
The old Taoist was a little surprised.

Of course, he was familiar with this Buddhist name.

Emperor Chengzu's number one adviser, the black-robed prime minister, and the evil monk Yao Guangxiao's Buddhist name was also Daoyan.

The wisdom and vision of this black-robed prime minister are rarely matched.

Just the secret march through Chencang and the surprise attack on Yingtian Prefecture across the river can be said to be a very rare military miracle.

It was the most crucial strategy to lay the foundation for Emperor Chengzu to ascend the throne.

The old Taoist priest laughed and said, "Old bald donkey, I still advise you to change your Dharma name. Do you have a strong enough life to choose this Dharma name? Do you dare to just take it casually?"

Daoyan is not only the prime minister in black, but also an evil monk.

The old bald donkey in front of him is indeed quite intelligent, but he must be compared with the black-robed prime minister of his ancestor Chengzu.

Much worse.

In other words, this old bald donkey is not qualified to share the same Buddhist name with Yao Guangxiao.

Yao Guangxiao smiled calmly. He was eighty-four years old this year. Was there any need to talk about whether he had a strong life or not?
His eyes turned towards Zhuang Mu.

He didn't really care about the old Taoist's reaction.

What he cared more about was Zhuang Mu's attitude and reaction.

After all, I have been hiding my identity, but I can't keep it secret forever.

It can be said that this was said through the mouth of this Taoist priest.

However, what puzzled Yao Guangxiao was that Zhuang Mu didn't seem to react.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy.

In fact, a very important reason why he concealed his identity was that he was afraid that Zhuang Mu would not play with him.

Because he criticized the remarks of three great Confucian scholars of the Song Dynasty, his reputation became not very good.

If this kid Zhuang Mu was also deeply influenced by Confucian culture and respected Cheng Hao, Cheng Yi and Cheng Yi, and Zhu Xi, he would probably be like his good friend and his sister.

Disconnect from yourself.

"You... don't you know me?"

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, Zhuang Mu sleeps all year round and is ignorant of worldly affairs.

Maybe he would know who the current emperor was, but as a monk like me, I might not know that.

A big question mark appeared in Zhuang Mu’s head?

"I know him."

"Aren't you the old monk?"

Seeing Zhuang Mu's half-smile, Yao Guangxiao was slightly stunned, then laughed: "Hahaha, I'm really old. I don't even have this little observation ability anymore."

Obviously, Zhuang Mu seemed to have guessed his identity.

But since I didn't say it, he didn't say it either.

Just as Zhuang Mu said, everyone who comes is a guest, no matter where they come from.

Yao Guangxiao asked curiously, "When did you know?"

He didn't even realize that Zhuang Mu already knew his identity.

Zhuang Mu thought for a moment.

"Old man, you may not underestimate me too much. I have been with you for so many days."

"If I can't even guess who you are, then I'm really a fool."

"To be specific, it was probably when those two Jinyiwei arrived."

In fact, Yao Guangxiao’s identity is easy to guess.

In particular, the two Jinyiwei were very respectful to Yao Guangxiao.

This made him speculate a little, considering Yao Guangxiao's age, eighty-four years old.

Few monks can live to this age.

The most important thing is that the old monk likes to wear black robes.

The reason why Yao Guangxiao was called the black-robed prime minister was because he liked to wear a black robe. Basically, he would wear a black monk's robe after leaving court.

As for why I guessed it, I won’t tell you.

Of course, you should follow the rules you set.

If the customer doesn't tell you, even if you know, you need to pretend you don't know.

Zhuang Mu and Yao Guangxiao were chatting animatedly, and the old Taoist priest who was being ignored seemed somewhat unhappy.

Ignore yourself?

"Don't you mind?"

Yao Guangxiao asked with some curiosity.

Either Zhuang Mu doesn’t know, or he knows but doesn’t mind.

Zhuang Mu smiled and touched his head: "Why do you mind? In academic discussions, there are winners and losers. They can't afford to lose."

"What's the big deal?"

Zhuang Mu naturally knew about this matter.

Yao Guangxiao was refuted and abused by Confucian scholars for compiling "Dao Yu Lu".

"Dao Yu Lu" was still very well-known during the Yongle period.

Naturally, it was because its author was Yao Guangxiao, the black-robed prime minister of the time.

It was the great scholars of the previous dynasty who refuted it.

There are some rumors among the people.

The literacy rate in the Ming Dynasty was very high. During the Hongwu period, at the beginning of the founding of the country, Zhu Yuanzhang established community schools, county schools, prefecture schools, and state schools throughout the country.

These schools are collectively known as Confucianism.

The last three are schools supervised by the imperial court.

In fact, it is similar to the compulsory education in later generations.

However, Confucian education is even more rigid and stereotyped than compulsory education.

In addition to teaching the most basic literacy and textual understanding, the school also teaches the classic Confucian books.

Although most of the students educated in Confucianism in the Ming Dynasty were very rigid, at least they did not teach us weird things.

It is about ensuring the lower limit while lowering the upper limit.

"Hahaha, this is the first time I hear you say that." Yao Guangxiao laughed.

"Don't worry, old monk, I won't despise you."

There will always be conflicts between concepts, which is normal.

It was not uncommon for the sages and philosophers to curse at each other during the Hundred Schools of Thought. When their ideas did not agree, they would resort to physical combat.

Otherwise, why would there be the Six Arts of a Gentleman?

Everyone has different thoughts, and there are always times when thoughts conflict.

At this time, the six arts of a gentleman come in handy.

There is no best in literature, and there is always a winner and a loser in a fight.

It seems that Confucius’s martial arts skills are also quite good.

Just when Zhuang Mu was about to continue speaking.

The old Taoist priest sitting next to him could no longer sit still.

He slammed his hand on the table.

"Are you still having fun?"

"Let's play, play, play." Zhuang Mu said quickly.

I almost forgot that this old Taoist priest is still here.

So, the three of them continued to play cards. Unless they were lucky, they really couldn't beat these two old guys.

……

Dream world.

Zhu Di had a bruise on his buttocks and Zhu Gaochi was only two years old, so he needed to rest for a few days.

Only then can you go to Jinchuan city to find Zhuang Mu’s father Zhuang Die.

Just when Zhu Di was resting.

In the palace, Zhu Biao was furious because of one thing.

East Palace.

Zhu Biao looked with anger in his eyes at a man with his upper body naked and kneeling on the ground not far away.

The one kneeling on the ground was Lan Yu, Marquis of Yongchang.

I saw a vertical scarlet scar on Lan Yu's eye.

Zhu Biao held a very soft willow branch in his hand and said angrily, "I am disappointed with your character."

"Why did you do this? Is it because you don't have enough women in your family? Or is it because the court didn't give you enough money?"

Lan Yu responded: "I made the mistake because I was drunk, and besides, she seduced me!"

Hearing what Lan Yu said, Zhu Biao was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

He raped a woman in the street. If Li Wenzhong had not passed by and rescued her, who knows what would have happened.

"You're still making excuses?! In broad daylight."

"As a noble, a royal relative, and an elder! Yet he could do such a heinous thing!"

"Since you have done it, you must admit your mistakes and accept the punishment. Look at what you are like now? You are shameless and the evidence of your crime is in front of you, but you don't know your fault!"

"If I let you go today, you might cause even greater trouble in the future!"

"Come here! Hang up the Marquis of Yongchang! Hang him on the locust tree in front of the palace!"

Then, Zhu Biao came behind Lan Yu and whipped Lan Yu's back with a willow branch.

In just a few moments, Lan Yu's back was covered in blood.

Lan Yu said nothing and just endured it silently.

This made Zhu Biao even more angry.

However, his hands had already started to shake and he was exhausted.

The willow branches were also stained red with blood.

But if Lan Yu refused to admit his mistake, he would not surrender.

"Someone, keep beating him! Beat him until he admits his mistake!"

Zhu Biao directly ordered the guards to start whipping Lan Yu in turns.

He didn't give Lan Yu any face or mercy at all.

In his eyes, if a relative makes a mistake, the crime is more serious and there is no leniency whatsoever.

Especially refusing to admit one's mistakes.

However, no matter what, Lan Yu is a royal relative. If the fight continues like this, Lan Yu will really be killed.

Upon seeing this, the officials of the Prince's Mansion around Zhu Biao hurriedly prepared to step forward and persuade Zhu Biao.

But Zhu Biao glared at him back.

The voice was firm and he shouted: "I wonder who among you dares to plead for him!"

Suddenly, everyone in front of the hall fell silent, not daring to take a single step forward.

In their eyes, the current Zhu Biao is like a younger and slightly more amiable emperor.

His momentum and majesty are even not inferior to Zhu Yuanzhang.

Soon, in just a stick of incense's time, Lan Yu was covered with wounds.

I fainted from the pain.

Zhu Biao flicked his sleeve with his right hand, turned around and said coldly: "Call the imperial physician from the Imperial Hospital to treat the injury of Marquis Yongchang, and then continue to hang him here!"

"I want to see whether it's his words that are hard or my attitude that is hard!"

After saying that, Zhu Biao left without looking back.

In order to deal with Lan Yu, he had originally planned to go to the harem to visit his mother today, but was delayed for some time because of Lan Yu.

exactly.

At this time, Xu Miaoyun was also taking Zhu Gaochi to the harem to meet Empress Ma.

Knowing the whole story, Xu Miaoyun was naturally willing to help Zhu Di.

Along the way, he kept telling Zhu Gaochi what Empress Ma liked and disliked.

Zhu Gaochi also kept these instructions firmly in mind.

So, in front of Queen Ma’s bedroom door.

Xu Miaoyun and Zhu Biao met.

When Xu Miaoyun saw that the person coming was Zhu Biao, she bowed and said, "Greetings, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Zhu Biao nodded.

"Ah."

At this time, Zhu Biao's eyes noticed Zhu Gaochi in Xu Miaoyun's arms.

Strange, the look in this child's eyes...