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

Chapter 95 Playing Cards Completed

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di quickly pushed back the money that Niu He handed over.

"I am following orders, so there is no need for these."

He was just using this name to gather information.

I don’t really want to introduce a wife to Zhuang Die.

Besides, Zhuang Die can find a wife without any introduction.

Otherwise where did Zhuang Mu come from.

After getting the answer he wanted, Zhu Di took Zhu Gaochi away.

After leaving.

Zhu Di and Zhu Gaochi sorted out the information they had received.

First, Zhuang Mu’s grandfather Zhuang Yi also has this special ability, and he does not have the self-control that Zhuang Mu has, which leads to him losing control, becoming mentally ill, and going crazy.

This situation is no different from a death sentence.

Secondly, Zhu Yuanzhang also drank Zhuang Yi’s wine, but it is unknown whether it was ordinary wine or dream wine.

If he was dreaming about wine, what would Zhu Yuanzhang want to dream about?

This was also something that made him curious.

"Dad, do you remember that Grandpa drank this kind of wine when the Ming Dynasty was founded?"

"What do you think Grandpa Huang wants to dream about after drinking this wine?"

Zhu Di let out a long sigh.

"How do I know this?"

"I guess... you dreamed about my grandfather?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's biggest regret was probably that his parents died early.

Apart from this, he really couldn't think of what Zhu Yuanzhang wanted.

Born in a commoner family, he made great achievements, founded the Ming Dynasty, and reached the pinnacle of power, lacking nothing.

Moreover, at that time, he was not very old and would not pay attention to these things at all.

Zhu Yuanzhang would not mention these trivial matters.

Judging from what Niu He said, this wine became popular in Yingtian Prefecture in the early years of the Hongwu period.

Even when the Ming Dynasty had not yet been established and it only lasted for a year and a half, it was normal that I didn't know about it.

Time will dilute many things.

"How about I go and ask?"

Zhu Gaochi asked tentatively.

"Grandpa said that the Emperor asked him to bring me with him the next time he enters the palace."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di glanced at Zhu Gaochi.

"It's all in the past, why do you know this?"

"Don't go astray, little brat. I came to this dream world to help me solve my mental problems."

"Do you really think you're here to play?"

Zhu Gaochi felt somewhat helpless, well, he still had to exploit himself.

Well, I had been thinking about going hunting with my dad, and having fun occasionally to relax.

It feels pretty good too.

As a result, Zhu Di's way of relaxing was to let himself solve his worries.

Although I met the person I wanted to see, essentially, seeing my mother was just an additional item, and solving my heart disease was the main thing.

"Dad, why do you keep harping on the fact that you are plotting treason? Just rebel if you want, why do you have to ask Grandpa Emperor to forgive you?"

Zhu Gaochi was a little confused.

He had been confused before, but he didn't dare to ask.

Thinking that his relationship with Zhu Di had eased a little, he began to ask.

Zhu Di glanced at Zhu Gaochi indifferently.

"Boss, you are good at supervising the country and taking care of every detail. If Emperor Taizu knew about this, he would definitely praise you."

"But in my opinion, you have never been able to meet my expectations. It is far from enough."

"The civil governance is OK, but the military governance is terrible."

“Alas, if it weren’t for Zhanji, I really wanted you to be an idle prince.”

All of his words showed Zhu Di's disapproval and denial of Zhu Gaochi.

When hearing this, Zhu Gaochi, who was originally smiling at Zhu Di, fell silent for a moment.

The two-year-old's face showed the sorrow of a man in his teens.

The civil governance is okay, but the military governance is too poor. These eight short words made Zhu Gaochi's mood instantly plummet.

I thought that although Zhu Di did not recognize me on the surface when he brought me out to play this time, he should have been a little respectful to me in his behavior.

Even if it's just a tiny bit of improvement, there's always something to it.

There's always a little bit of love that comes from a father for his son.

Sure enough, even after a few decades, Zhu Di might not like his fat son.

Zhu Gaochi looked at his lame foot.

If only I weren't lame.

Looking at Zhu Gaochi's sad expression.

Zhu Di ignored it.

That's the reason.

Zhu Gaochi always wanted to be recognized and acknowledged.

Doesn't he also want to be recognized and approved by Zhu Yuanzhang?

Zhu Di walked slowly towards Duke Xu's mansion.

At this moment.

After Zhu Gaochi digested those bad emotions, he looked up and discovered.

Zhu Di is missing.

So Zhu Gaochi became a little panicked.

"Dad? Where have you been?"

He limped around the Jinchuan city, looking for Zhu Di.

As time went by, Zhu Gaochi gradually felt that there was a lot of noise around him.

My consciousness began to blur.

The light disappeared, and it was pitch black, with no sight of one’s hand in front of one’s face.

He became even more scared.

"Dad?! Where are you? Don't scare me! I can't stand being scared like this!"

However, no matter how he shouted, there was no response.

Just when Zhu Gaochi was extremely frightened, he saw a light not far away, and he hurriedly limped towards the light.

And shouted loudly: "Dad! Don't go, I can't keep up with you."

In the darkness, Zhu Di was also walking towards the light, but he did not notice Zhu Gaochi behind him.

After touching that light.

Zhu Di woke up.

After waking up, Zhu Di let go of Zhu Gaochi's hand.

Seeing his hands full of Zhu Gaochi's sweat, he felt a little disgusted and wiped his hands with Zhu Gaochi's clothes. Then he stood up.

At this time, Zhuang Mu seemed to have not gone to bed yet.

Hmm? It's the Taoist priest named Fei Yuan Zhen Jun.

At this moment, Zhu Gaochi suddenly exclaimed: "Dad!!!"

This sound scared Zhu Di.

He frowned and shifted his gaze from the Taoist to Zhu Gaochi.

"What are you making so much noise for?"

Zhu Gaochi looked at Zhu Di, who was standing in front of him unharmed, and the fear he had just felt disappeared.

So he quickly apologized: "Dad, I just apologized because..."

Before Zhu Gaochi finished speaking, Zhu Di said calmly.

"Okay, I don't want to hear your explanation."

After saying that, he walked to Zhuang Mu's cabinet and sat down next to Yao Guangxiao.

Zhu Gaochi looked a little lost.

In fact, he wanted to explain that he screamed because he was afraid of the dark.

However, Zhu Di didn't seem to want to listen to his explanation.

Zhuang Mu looked at this scene but didn't say much. This was the old man's family affair and he had no right to interfere.

"Zhuang boy, there is one thing I have always been curious about."

"I don't know, can I ask?"

Zhuang Mu nodded.

"You ask."

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Di asked about the doubts in his mind.

"By the way, what is your relationship with the Zhuang Zhou who dreamed of a butterfly as recorded in history books?"

Upon hearing the news, Yao Guangxiao looked at Zhuang Mu with some curiosity.

In fact, he had been curious for a long time.

Rumor has it that Zhuang Zhou once dreamed that he turned into a butterfly, as if he was a butterfly, and even forgot that he was Zhuang Zhou.

After waking up from this dream, Zhuang Zhou was very confused. He didn't know whether he was Zhuang Zhou or a butterfly.

Or maybe both of them are me.

After this incident, Zhuang Zhou became open-minded and indifferent to life and death. He also knew that the eternal law of all things in the world is that they are always changing.

Life is unpredictable, just face the world with a positive and optimistic attitude.

At this time, Zhu Gaochi also limped to the counter and looked at Zhuang Mu.

After all, Zhuang Mu and Zhuang Zhou have the same surname.

When talking about dreams, Zhuang Zhou basically comes to mind.

Could Zhuang Mu’s dreaming be related to Zhuang Zhou?
Hearing this, Zhuang Mu responded calmly.

"Zhuangzi? I'm not sure about that."

"Maybe my dad knows."

Zhuang Mu didn't care too much about this identity.

He sleeps alone all the time and basically doesn't interact with others.

In terms of interpersonal relationships, it is also very sparse.

Moreover, my father's interpersonal relationships are very sparse and he has few relatives.

Basically, I interact with neighbors or guests.

"Why do you ask?"

Zhu Di waved his hand: "Just a casual question."

Seeing this, Zhuang Mu didn't think much about it and felt sleepy.

"I'm going to bed."

"I have already prepared the playing cards. If you want to play, you can ask the old monk to teach you."

Zhuang Mu yawned and walked upstairs.

At this time, Yao Guangxiao picked up the playing cards on the counter and said with a smile.

"How about playing a game?"

"Is this the game that Zhuang Mu played?"

Yao Guangxiao nodded and said, "I just played a few rounds with that old Taoist priest, and I was slightly better."

"It just so happens that the three of us have nothing to do, so let's have some fun."

He naturally knew that Zhu Gaochi had resigned as regent and that Prince of Han Zhu Gaoxu was now the regent.

Normally, Zhu Di was a hands-off boss and had nothing to do in a day.

Basically, it is just looking at the memorials that have already been approved.

Just read it once to understand it.

Zhu Di glanced at Zhu Gaochi and nodded: "How to play."

Then, Yao Guangxiao explained the rules of the game: "Doudizhu, three people play, two peasants and one landlord, the card types are divided into..."

The rules are not complicated.

In addition, Zhu Di and Zhu Gaochi were both smart people and quickly learned the specific rules.

Just when the three of them were playing cards.

……

In the palace.

Zhu Gaoxu looked at the memorials piled in front of him and suddenly felt overwhelmed.

Scratching his head.

At this time, Little Sniffle was still moving memorials inside.

He then gently reminded him, "Prince Han, these are all memorials that need your review."

Zhu Gaoxu suddenly couldn't hold it back any longer.

"Why the hell are there so many?!"

Little Sniffle was a little embarrassed.

In fact, these memorials were just the daily number. The main reason was that Zhu Gaoxu handled them too slowly and he didn't want to do things perfunctorily.

After all, if I do a good job, the old man will let me continue to be the regent, wouldn’t that be a huge profit?

But he was not very good at handling memorials, and he was very slow, almost having to read them word by word.

He is an impatient person.

While looking at these piled up memorials, an idea popped into Zhu Gaoxu's mind.

So we should just give up, right?
When will it be completed after reviewing these memorials?

After finishing today’s review, there’s still tomorrow’s review, and I serve you day after day, year after year.

He couldn't stand this.

So, two villains appeared in Zhu Gaoxu's mind.

If he were allowed to hold on, he might be able to secure the position of regent.

One told him to give up, maybe the old man was just joking and didn't take it seriously at all, so it was okay if he couldn't handle it well.

(End of this chapter)