First Prince of Ming Dynasty Chapter 824

  Chapter 824 Support

   Empress Ma nodded and said: "Order the dining room to make two side dishes and some refreshments."

  Empress Ma knew whether there was lunch in the Jinshen Palace or not. She had already eaten and said she wanted to come for lunch.

  Zhu Biao got up and started to move slowly. He had to eat three times for a lunch.

  After three cups of tea, the sound of saluting and shouting for long live sounded outside the palace.

   "The concubine (son) pays homage to the Holy Majesty, long live my emperor."

  Zhu Yuanzhang still had a smile on his face, so it can be seen that he can only lower his face: "Excuse me."

   "Thank you, Your Majesty."

  Lao Zhu didn't know what to say afterwards, so he couldn't hold back his face and went straight in. He walked like a tiger and was very heroic, but the queen and the prince seemed not to be in a hurry.

  After the emperor was seated, the palace people served dishes and cakes one by one. Empress Ma naturally sat on one side and said softly: "Biaoer, you can sit too."

   "My son thanked my mother."

  Zhu Biao sat down obediently, then got up again to serve his father with vegetables, and then made a few cakes for his mother. His actions were smooth and smooth, not like a pampered prince who is used to being served by others.

  The palace people dared not step forward, nor did they dare to retreat. Who would not know about this matter in the palace.

  The two mothers began to eat with small mouthfuls, without saying a word, and they didn't even look at the emperor from the corner of their eyes. Zhu Yuanzhang felt uncomfortable and regretted coming here.

  The more he ate, the more uncomfortable he became. The more he thought about it, the more angry he got up and left. Empress Ma didn't move.

   Before eating half, a familiar figure bumped back, circling the dining table around the mother and son, panting like an old donkey.

  The servants in the palace knelt down silently and buried their heads deeply on the ground, wishing to stick their faces and ears to their faces. In trembling, they finally waited for the scolding.

   "You all get out!"

   Quickly, neatly and quietly, there are no outsiders in the hall in the breath, only this family is left.

Zhu Yuanzhang stopped in his tracks, glared at his son fiercely, and then said to his first wife: "Sister, Sun died of illness, didn't you also advise us to take care of it, and do our best to increase Sun's virtue, why don't you do it now?" Are you willing?"

  Empress Ma said solemnly: "The concubine is not unwilling. The Sun family and my Zhu family have made great contributions and hard work. They have always served the concubines with respect, and I am very sorry."

   "It's just that now because of the concubine, Biao'er insists on not being filial to the concubine's mother. If the pity is so filial, how can the concubine bear it."

   In the final analysis, it was still on this stinky boy, Lao Zhu said dissatisfiedly: "The deceased is gone, it's just mourning!"

  Zhu Biao got up and responded: "The son has a biological mother, and he must not serve the wife's time and keep filial piety!"

Zhu Yuanzhang blushed when he heard the words, and slapped the table fiercely. It was no longer about the Sun family, but what he said, a good son who grew up spoiled and spoiled. Ken listened, and he stood up in front of the court's civil and military officials.

If other people faced the oncoming coercion, they would have been frightened by the authority of the king and knelt down on the ground and begged for mercy. Whether Wen Neng left his name in history as a prime minister, Shang Shu, or a general who can destroy thousands of troops Whether it's the marshal, it's all the same.

   And Zhu Biao also knelt down, but he didn't lower his head. He still looked at his father calmly, his eyes didn't shift in the slightest, and he didn't mean to admit his mistakes.

  Damn, you deserve to be my son!

He could feel that his son's firmness at this moment did not come from the party members of the Eastern Palace, nor did he rely on the old father-son relationship. He simply wanted to use his own attitude to express this matter. Will not be forced to think about it, so as to give in.

  At this time, Lao Zhu didn't know whether to continue to be angry or to laugh, so he could only look at his son with a sullen face and deep eyes, and turned his face away with a cold snort when his eyes became sore.

   I have to admit that I have already gotten used to being my only self, so I inevitably feel a little strange in my heart at this time. Is it too early to delegate power to this stinky boy?

  Queen Ma said at this time: "Biao'er personally drafted Sun's posthumous title and sacrificial text. I think the writing is very good. Chongba, you also have a look."

  Her voice shattered the haze in Zhu Chongba's heart, and also eased the dull atmosphere in the hall. The air seemed to start to flow at this time.

  Zhu Yuanzhang stretched out his hand to take the view, "A concubine who hears about the ancients, her virtue is enough to assist her internal affairs, and those who rule the thick and thick, after the death, there must be a ceremony of posthumous posthumous title.

However, the noble concubine Sun, with prudent capital, pure and gracious deeds, diligent in doing things, and caring with kindness, when the country was first established, prepared the way of warning and complement each other, and her virtue was the highest among concubines, and her merits were helpful. In Zhongwei, Fang Qi enjoys An Rong, and Zeng Mo ranks among Shou Kao. It is advisable to add a posthumous posthumous title to show respect, and the posthumous posthumous title can be called Cheng Mu. "

   To provide sacrifices at four o'clock, and the Ministry of Rites prepares ceremonial objects for sacrifices on the day of death every year.

  Zhu Yuanzhang's face softened a lot, at least his son meant to ease up, not to defy to the end.

   "The crown prince doesn't want to, so that's all, let the king of Wu..."

  Zhu Biao interrupted with his head down: "Although the king of Wu is young, he also knows the meaning of filial piety. He said that the noble concubine is not a heir to life, and he dare not curse life because of death. He would rather avoid the position of honor."

  Zhu Yuanzhang was unhappy again and reprimanded: "Sun has no children, but he took good care of you and other brothers during his lifetime, why didn't he show any respect for his parents!"

  "The imperial concubine passed away, and the ministers and other brothers should mourn for three days and fast for one month, but they should never condescend to serve the concubine, so that the father and the emperor want to change the law to calm the mood and reverse the rules."

   Seeing the father and son who were about to stand up again, Empress Ma had no choice but to divert her and said, "I heard that Sun's elder brother, Sun Wei, is doing well in Henan. Can you give me some kindness as appropriate."

  Zhu Biao didn't speak, Lao Zhu frowned and said: "Sun Wei's talent is ordinary, adding an official to a higher level will confuse others and yourself, and you can't even confer a title..."

  Zhu Yuanzhang is very strict about titles. Even the founding fathers are knighted only if they have military exploits. There are very few civil servants, let alone now.

   And the one who is affectionate is the noble concubine Sun, who can't even count her relatives, so naturally she won't support her for nothing, and her own queen's relatives are only rewarding money and food.

   "The salary can be increased to reward the farmland, and the Sun family will be responsible for offering sacrifices in the future."

  Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, but what he thought in his heart was that there were few things that the imperial court could reward his ministers to represent the emperor's grace, and it might be time to carry out the reform of the public service system played by the Ministry of Rites.

   At this time, the female officer of Kunning Palace came in: "His Royal Highness, King Jin, King Chu, King Wu, and several little princes are all outside the hall to meet you."

   "What kind of chaos are they all here to make, tell them to get lost and copy the filial piety scriptures ten times!"

   "No."

  The female officer went out to convey the imperial edict to the princes, and the eye circles of Wu Wang Zhu Huan instantly turned red.

  Zhu Xi and Zhu Yan both frowned in dissatisfaction. The father was so hard-hearted this time that he didn't even care about his elder brother's dignity, so naturally he wouldn't worry about them.

   It's not easy to be filial piety for a year. You have to taboo in all aspects, let alone eating, drinking, and enjoying yourself. Wearing sackcloth to worship will be accepted, and those who have no relatives or reasons, who would be willing.

   What's more, this matter is mainly caused by disgusting people. A mere concubine, to put it bluntly, is a concubine, how can she deserve such respect from the Eastern Palace and the kings.

  Hearing his younger brother's crying, Zhu Yu became more upset and annoyed, turning his face and scolding: "I know how to cry, I'm useless, hum, come with me!"

  Zhu Yan grabbed his second brother and said in a low voice: "You can't go, the eldest brother is still inside, and Liu Jin is standing there, so it can be seen that the trouble inside is reaching a critical moment."

  If Zhu Xun was not affected by his temper, he would actually be a very smart man, and the matter was his own, so he suppressed his temper and told his younger brothers: "Kneel down, we won't leave if the emperor doesn't see us."

  After speaking, he knelt down neatly, his movements were extremely chic and free, he was quite capable of advancing into the Tao, and his art could reach the meaning of the gods.

  (end of this chapter)

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