My hotel is full of emperors throughout history.

"Gao Xu? Why did you bring him here?"

As Chen Mo walked out, he heard Old Zhu looking at Zhu Di with a surprised expression and muttering to himself.

Zhu Di chuckled.

"Isn't this so he can learn from his older brother?"

After saying that, Zhu Di saw that Zhu Gaoxu was still standing there, so he kicked him.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and say hello!"

Zhu Gaoxu was caught off guard and stumbled.

He looked at Zhu Biao and Zhu Yuanzhang, rubbing his kicked backside, and shouted with his neck stiff.

"May Grandpa be blessed with good health and peace! May Uncle be well!"

Old Zhu snorted, but still nodded.

He liked to beat his fourth son, but he wasn't as strict with his grandson.

It's like the saying goes, "grandparents love their grandchildren more than their grandchildren."

But Zhu Biao couldn't adapt.

He felt uncomfortable seeing Zhu Gaoxu, who was about the same age as him, calling him "uncle".

Those who knew are fine, but what if they didn't...

Zhu Biao pondered for a moment.

"From now on, call me Uncle in private, but don't call me that in public."

"Not call me Uncle? Should I call me Big Brother?"

Zhu Gaoxu glanced at Zhu Di.

"If I call you 'Big Brother,' what does my father call me?"

"Fuck you! You think you can take advantage of me, huh?"

Zhu Di immediately began to loosen his belt.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Gaoxu quickly hid behind Zhu Biao.

"Uncle, look at my dad! He's in a hurry again!"

"Damn it!"

Zhu Biao quickly reached out to stop Zhu Di, holding his wrist tightly with his arm, both amused and exasperated.

"Fourth brother! Stop! Stop! Gao Xu is young and doesn't know any better. Why are you getting angry with him!"

Zhu Di was blocked from moving and cursed loudly, his face red and neck thick.

"That little brat! Daring to take advantage of me! If I don't teach him a lesson today, he won't know who his father is!"

Zhu Gaoxu huddled behind Zhu Biao, only showing half his face, but still couldn't resist making sarcastic remarks.

"Dad, this is domestic violence! Grandpa's right here, and you dare to lay a hand on him? Aren't you disrespecting Grandpa?"

"Believe it or not, Grandpa will beat you up!"

"I'll fucking slap your mother!"

Zhu Di would have been better off not listening, for upon hearing it, he flew into a rage.

"You little brat, you dare threaten me now!"

"Domestic violence?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and scolded Zhu Gaoxu.

"You little brat! How dare you talk nonsense about your father!"

He pointed at Zhu Di.

"Fourth brother, that's enough, the kid's just playing around, why are you getting so angry?"

Zhu Di glared at Zhu Gaoxu and reluctantly fastened his belt back on.

"If it weren't for my elder brother stopping me, I would have given you a taste of family discipline today!"

Zhu Gaoxu stuck out his tongue and peeked out from behind Zhu Biao.

"Uncle, look at my dad, he's always talking about physical education, unlike you and Grandpa, who never lay a hand on him!"

"Well said! Did you hear that, fourth brother? You can't discipline children by hitting them! The more you hit them, the more rebellious they'll become!"

Old Zhu said slowly.

"It's like you've never hit me before, Dad."

Zhu Yuanzhang's face stiffened.

"You dare bring up the past? I beat you back then because you were so unruly; you won't amount to anything without a beating!"

Zhu Di pursed his lips and muttered.

"So hitting me is considered reasonable discipline, but hitting my son is domestic violence? Dad, that's so unreasonable!"

"Reasoning? You want to reason with us?"

Old Zhu was also unhappy when he heard this, and stood up to start unbuckling his belt.

"Come closer, fourth brother, let's talk this out properly!"

"No, no, no!"

Zhu Di quickly moved to the side and behind Zhu Biao.

"Brother...look at the old man...why does he hit people so easily!"

Is there no justice left?

"You're making a mess of things for this old man!"

Zhu Gaoxu muttered to himself.

Zhu Di's eyes widened, and he also began to loosen his belt.

Zhu Gaoxu hurriedly hid behind Old Zhu.

"Grandpa, look at him!"

"You little rascal... you're just like your dad back in the day."

Old Zhu turned his head and glanced at Zhu Gaoxu, but still protected Zhu Gaoxu behind him.

"Alright! Kids will be kids, it's normal for them to be mischievous. It's just a few extra words!"

"Father! That's not what you said back then!"

Zhu Di pulled at his belt with one hand, looking aggrieved.

"Don't even mention back then, it's still the same now. He's always threatening to hit me, so why won't I hit him back?"

"What's wrong with us protecting them?"

Old Zhu raised an eyebrow and reached out to pat Zhu Gaoxu's head.

"Besides, why are you, as the father, arguing with your son? If you're so capable, why don't you fight us!"

Zhu Di immediately deflated.

Seeing this, Zhu Gaoxu seized this hard-won opportunity.

"Dad, you can't hit me now!"

His tone became somewhat weak.

"Um... I'll tell you a secret. A few days ago, I broke that Tang Dynasty porcelain cup that you really liked."

Zhu Di's eyes immediately turned red.

"I knew I couldn't find that cup! Turns out it was you, you little brat!"

Zhu Di drew his belt and reached out to strike, but was stopped by a glare from Old Zhu.

"Alright, Manager Chen is out too. I'll have someone make one for you later!"

When Li Shimin saw Chen Mo come out, he stepped in to smooth things over.

Zhu Gaoxu looked at him suspiciously, and seeing that it was a stranger, he shouted.

"Who the hell are you? What are you meddling in! Do you even know how valuable that cup is?"

"Those were imperial items used by Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin. My father treasured them like the apple of his eye, wiping them three times a day, caring for them more than he cared for me!"

Then he saw the man in front of him reveal a playful smile.

"That's just a coincidence, I am Li Shimin himself."

"Are you Li Shimin?"

Zhu Gaoxu remained silent for a moment, looked the man up and down, and then gasped.

Goodness...

That aura...that appearance...

He hurriedly went to Zhu Di's side.

"Old man!!! Look, isn't this the role model you've always dreamed of? Haven't you always said that if you want to be an emperor, you should be like Emperor Taizong of Tang?"

Zhu Di blushed and kicked Zhu Gaoxu on the spot.

"What nonsense are you spouting, you little brat!"

Zhu Gaoxu rubbed his buttocks, not forgetting to add insult to injury.

"That's exactly right! You're always flipping through 'The Essentials of Governance in the Zhenguan Era,' saying we should learn from others how to accept advice and expand territory, and even saying, 'If we had Emperor Taizong's abilities, why would we worry about the Northern Yuan not being destroyed?' You may have forgotten those words, but I haven't!"

"Go to hell!"

Zhu Di's face grew increasingly red.

Left with no other choice, he looked at Zhu Biao.

"Brother! You've seen your nephew's behavior; you must teach him a lesson!"

Zhu Biao smiled gently and nodded.

Old Zhu snorted.

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around!"

After saying that, Old Zhu looked at Zhu Gaoxu.

"You little rascal, just like your father, always so stubborn. From now on, follow your uncle and learn proper manners, and stop always trying to be cheeky, understand?"

"If you dare to misbehave again, not only will your father discipline you, but your grandfather will also make you pay!"

Zhu Gaoxu immediately dropped his playful grin and stood at attention.

"Your grandson obeys the decree and will certainly learn diligently from your uncle."

After saying that, he glanced at Zhu Di.

"Definitely not like an old man!"

"you……"

"Alright! Alright!"

Liu Che said with an impatient expression.

"Manager Chen has come out. I happen to have something to ask him."

After saying that, he walked up to Chen Mo.

"Manager Chen, I have enough money now. Do we just need to wait for that approval to come through so we can buy a large number of trucks?"