Chapter 235

"Stop standing there like statues! Think of a solution quickly; this child cannot be allowed to let that Zhang fellow continue ruining things!"

"Disaster will come sooner or later!"

In the eyes of the subjects and people of the world,

Zhu Yijun is a god.

But in the eyes of these Emperors in the chat group,

the current Zhu Yijun is just a child.

The suffering Zhu Yijun has endured is something no twelve-year-old child should ever experience.

And Jiajing, being the closest in bloodline, was the most anxious.

"Great-Grandfather, if it's no good, just forget it. Bring Zhu Yijun to the West Garden; I'll take charge of his court affairs as well. After all, herding one sheep is the same as herding two."

Jiajing could truly accomplish this matter.

It would merely involve changing personnel in the Directorate of Ceremonial and playing a game of balance with Zhang Juzheng.

Zhu Yuanzhang's brows furrowed tightly.

Although Jiajing's method did indeed have some feasibility,

deep down, Zhu Yuanzhang still felt it was unreliable.

Zhu Di looked at Zhu Yuanzhang and asked in confusion,

"Father, if it won't work, why don't you go ask Su Qiao?"

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately scowled and muttered in a bad mood,

"Ask Su Qiao? Do you want to anger us to death?"

"This isn't state affairs; it's our family's private matter. What could Su Qiao possibly know..."

"If he truly had such ability, could he not have taught Zhu Yunwen well?"

While saying this with his mouth,

Zhu Yuanzhang still rose to his feet and began changing his clothes.

Zhu Di looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with a face full of confusion and asked,

"Father, then what are you doing?"

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly,

"Treat a dead horse as a living one to cure it; what else can we do!"

"Our own grandson, sigh."

Although he said he didn't believe in Su Qiao,

which elder could watch their own children and grandchildren suffer like this?

After changing his clothes,

Zhu Yuanzhang let out a long sigh and walked slowly towards the palace gate.

Outside Su Qiao's small courtyard, the Embroidered Uniform Guard had gathered in full force at this moment.

After all, Su Qiao was currently under house arrest.

Just as Su Qiao was feeling bored and listless,

a sound of unlocking came from outside the small courtyard.

Su Qiao looked up with a puzzled expression, gazing towards the courtyard.

Zhu Yuanzhang scowled and plopped himself down onto the stone bench in the courtyard.

"Your Majesty?"

Su Qiao poked his head out in confusion and saw Zhu Yuanzhang sitting in the courtyard at a glance.

"Does Your Majesty have some business?"

Zhu Yuanzhang coughed twice and suddenly said,

"Alright, let's not waste words with you."

"A descendant in the Great Ming's later generations is named Wanli."

"This child has a bitter fate; he lost his father at such a young age."

Hearing this,

Su Qiao's corners of the mouth twitched slightly.

Indeed!

Becoming Emperor at ten years old.

They call this a bitter fate; is there anyone in this world with a good fate?

Zhu Yuanzhang let out a long sigh, stood up, and said,

"This child is no good; he is too young, and that teaching Mr. is also too strict."

"Studying hard is expected, but his situation is too bitter."

"You haven't seen it; that Zhang Juzheng, with that foul face, makes even us angry just looking at it!"

Listening to Zhu Yuanzhang's complaints,

a look of helplessness inevitably appeared on Su Qiao's face.

"Does Your Majesty seek a Method of resolution?"

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly and said,

"That is natural."

"Your Majesty does not wish for the future generations of the Zhu family to suffer such great bitterness?"

"Exactly! Who could bear to watch their own descendants suffer such great bitterness?!"

"Let alone ordinary commoner families, even the children in scholar-official households do not study like this!"

Just based on Zhu Yijun's intensity of education.

Even if born into a commoner family, passing the imperial examination to become a Jinshi would be more than sufficient.

Su Qiao helplessly clasped his hands and said,

"Simple: the Son of Heaven of Great Ming shall never personally govern."

Zhu Yuanzhang's mouth twitched, looking at Su Qiao in disbelief.

"Never personally govern."

Indeed! 0.3

If one does not personally govern, one need not study so diligently.

The key is, if one does not personally govern, is one still the Emperor?

If a house is on fire and you demolish the house, the fire is extinguished, but is there any meaning left?

Zhu Yuanzhang stared fiercely at Su Qiao and asked through gritted teeth,

"You young man truly cannot speak properly, can you?"

Su Qiao, for his part, wore an expression of complete indifference.

At this moment, Su Qiao has also already seen through it.

Old Zhu is now, in fact, half a transmigrator.

There is not such a great necessity for me to rush back now.

If Old Zhu can be assisted, then assist him; if he is incompetent, then you may chop me off, and I shall return to drink tea.

Compared to the previous eagerness to seek death,

Su Qiao's heart now holds more of carefree freedom.

Zhu Yuanzhang slapped the table and said,

"If one never personally governs, can this world still belong to the Zhu family?"

"Are you not afraid that treacherous ministers will replace you?"

Hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's words,

Su Qiao looked at him as if looking at a fool.

"Your Majesty."

"Why do powerful ministers rebel?"

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly and said,