Chapter 232 Jiajing: They have a deep father-son relationship, so I have become a bad person? I am not a good father anymore? opened! My mind is open! The crown prince is a position, and the crown prince grandson is also a position. Since there is a crown prince who lasts for ten thousand years, why can't there be a crown prince grandson who lasts for ten thousand years? Prince Yu looked at his son Zhu Yijun in astonishment. At this moment, he had only one thought, that is, the young people's ideas were good, why didn't he think of it before? If he couldn't fight for the position of crown prince, why couldn't he fight for the position of crown prince? Although the Ninth Prince is now an adult, he still has no concubine. As their cultivation level increases, their offspring will be born later and later. At this time, if he could get the position of Crown Prince in advance, what would it matter if the position of Crown Prince was not his? What's more, my son is performing so well now. The Ninth Prince? In the words of the military camp, they are just a bunch of "new recruits". How can they compare with my son? Let's take a step back and say that even if the position of Crown Prince is decided and the position of Crown Grandson is decided hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years later, what does it matter if your father has a new candidate he likes? In the past thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, how far has the Prince Yu's family developed? Or has it already left this world? The sky is so big, the earth is so vast, what a vast world! Didn't you plan for the position of crown prince before because you knew that your father would not abdicate early? Although being the crown prince for ten thousand years doesn't sound good, the position of crown prince means the extension of power under one person. In the future, as the territory of Ming Dynasty grows, the power will cover farther and farther, so you will fight for it even at great risk? Now that the position of the crown prince is gone, the next best thing is that the position of the crown prince can be planned! I have no chance, but my son Zhu Yijun can! In an instant, Prince Yu felt that the thoughts in his mind were more open-minded and clear than ever before. Looking at his father's eyes becoming brighter and his serious face becoming more gentle and tolerant, a smile appeared in Zhu Yijun's eyes.
"The matter of controlling the military power of the royal palace is settled!" Zhu Yijun thought secretly in his heart. "Father admits that I did ignore your existence before." Sure enough, the next moment, Prince Yu spoke: "But even without your father's help, you can still grow to where you are now, which shows that your mind and scheming have already surpassed all people of your age." "Even as your father, I have to admit that I am inferior to you!" As he spoke, Prince Yu looked up at the handsome young man in front of him who was almost thirty years old. There are complexities and satisfactions in life, but more of it is happiness! Just because of myself, there are successors! It was not until this moment that Prince Yu realized that he might not really be suitable for power struggles, and that from a certain perspective, his father was right to give up on him and not make him the crown prince. But at this moment, he had no regrets in his heart. Because of Zhu Yijun's existence, he realized that his son might be able to compete for the position of Crown Prince. Even one day in the future, he might be able to compete for the throne. For his own sake, and to prove to his father that his lineage is no worse than anyone else, and even stronger than everyone else, he has decided to delegate power and hand over all power in the palace to Zhu Yijun. "From today on, your father will do his best to help you!" As he said this, Prince Yu slowly stood up, but the smile on his lips could not be stopped. When passing by Zhu Yijun, he raised his hand and patted his son's shoulder, turned around and left silently without saying anything. "Father!" Zhu Yijun suddenly spoke as he turned around and looked at his father's broad back. However, this time, he did not call "Father" but "Father". As he called "Father", Prince Yu stopped in his tracks, but he did not look back. "I will prove to my father, to the Emperor, and to everyone else that Prince Yu's lineage is never inferior to anyone else!" Zhu Yijun's powerful words were full of confidence in himself. There is even a trace of determination to clear his father's name! As Prince Yu listened to his son's words, for some reason, his mind flashed through all the things he had done over the years: his mother's death, his father's strict forbidding of his condolences, his preference for Prince Jing, his indifference to him, the ministers' fighting for him, and his father's disgust. That fatherly love that was torn in two... Scenes flashed before my eyes quickly, and the sudden sore nose brought back my exhausted thoughts. He opened his mouth, but still didn't utter a word. Suddenly, somehow, his steps became lighter, and as he stepped out of the study, his smile gradually widened. The sight slowly moves away. But no one knew that this warmth between father and son was being watched by another pair of eyes the entire time. "Hmph!" Lu Fang, who was giving Jiajing a head massage beside the bathtub, heard the cold snort. His hands trembled unconsciously. He looked up at his master in the tub with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Who has made the master unhappy again? He naturally knew that his master had just tested the world again. Could it be that some daring minister had spoken ill of his master again? "In this world, the closest relationship is indeed not between father and son!" He said sarcastically, closing his eyes and turning his head away, with a look on his face that said "I hate this the most". Why did it suddenly become about father and son? Lv Fang was completely confused after hearing this nonsense. At the same time, he couldn't help but secretly speculate in his heart, could it be that the Ninth Prince or one of the Princes Yu and Jing had said something disrespectful to the master again? "They are a father and son with deep affection," Jiajing suddenly snorted as if he was getting more and more upset, "Am I the only one in the world who is not a good father? Am I a cold-blooded bad person?" After hearing this, how could the sharp-minded Lu Fang not figure out the point? It was obvious that this was referring to one of the Prince Yu and the Prince Jing. After all, the father and son had a deep affection and could cause the master's emotions to fluctuate. After all, it could only be the Prince Yu or the Prince Jing. "It seems that I was hurt by the affection between father and son..." Lu Fang thought silently in his heart. He was very familiar with Jiajing, so how could he not know that his master was sometimes like a child. In fact, didn't he ever hope for a deep father-son relationship in his heart? But his personality destined him not to have it. Whether it was the current Ninth Prince, or Prince Yu and Prince Qin, if they were a little close to him, he would suspect whether they had some intentions. If they were not close, he would wonder if they were resentful of him. Thinking of this, Lu Fang couldn't help but shake his head in his heart. His master's suspicion was one of the best in the world, even more suspicious than those emperors. Of course, Jiajing naturally did not have any habit of spying on the deep love between other people's fathers and sons and then deliberately making himself feel uncomfortable. Like Yan Song, he naturally noticed some changes in the Chao Tower, and combined with Prince Yu's behavior of recommending Shen Shixing today, he thought of other people in Prince Yu's mansion. For example, the thirteenth emperor of the Ming Dynasty recorded in later historical books was Emperor Wanli. Well, I heard from later generations that he died during the Wanli period. Although Jiajing did not pay too much attention to this grandson, he was still impressed by him. It was for this reason that I went to see and hear everything in Prince Yu's Mansion. Then he heard a conversation that made him very uncomfortable. What does it mean to prove to Grandpa Huang that I am of Prince Yu's lineage? What does it mean to clear my father's name to Grandpa Huang? What did I do wrong? Sure enough, it is the unfaithful son who only begets the unfaithful son! With a thought in his mind, Jiajing's consciousness entered the sea of consciousness again and he cast his gaze towards Prince Jing's Mansion. Well, just looking at Prince Jing's Palace was not enough, so he separated out twelve strands of spiritual consciousness and placed them on the nine princes and three daughters respectively. "I want to see how you rebellious sons talk about me behind my back!" Jiajing said coldly, thinking fiercely in his heart: "Don't think that you can criticize the world just because you are my children!" "No, I'm not!" "There are no bad parents in this world, huh!" At this time, in Prince Jing's mansion, a conversation between father and son also unfolded. "Uncle Nominates Shen Shixing to be the prefect of Yingzhou Prefecture?" Zhu Yijin, the prince of King Jing, who was wearing a slender figure and elegant temperament, murmured. "To be honest, your uncle's move is a little confusing to me," King Jing looked at his son Zhu Yijin, who was in deep thought, and said in a tentative tone: "Maybe it was just a whim?" "Anyway, your royal grandfather asked the question, so it doesn't matter who said it or who nominated it."
"The Yingzhou Prefecture has been decided. All the spiritual resources it produces must belong to the national treasury. No one dares to touch it." “If anyone dares to embezzle the spiritual resources of Yingzhou Prefecture, not only will your grandfather not allow it, officials of all ranks and even some generals in the army will eat that person alive in a matter of minutes.” "I think it shouldn't be a big problem." King Jing shook his head and said with a firm tone: "It is precisely because of the importance of Yingzhou Prefecture that people from other factions no longer have any value to gain from it." "Xu Jie has already squeezed out the last political value of this piece of land in Yingzhou Prefecture. If anyone else goes there, they will have no choice but to stay there for the rest of their lives until they die." After saying this, he picked up the spiritual tea on the table and took a sip, but his eyes were always on his son. However, King Jing was startled to see that his son Zhu Yijin's originally calm and elegant face suddenly showed a rare solemn look. This was the first time he had seen his son Zhu Yijin behave like this since he discovered his son Zhu Yijin's talent and unfathomable scheming. Unlike Prince Yu, Prince Jing was extremely caring towards his son. Ever since he discovered that his son was extremely intelligent and wise, he had stepped up his efforts in training him. He was allowed to come into contact with the power of the royal palace at an early age. So far, Zhu Yijin has the full authority to make decisions in the entire Prince Jing's Mansion, except for himself. In fact, Zhu Yijin's Prince's Order secretly wields tremendous power. Even the officials of Prince Jing's Mansion, if they receive the Prince's Order and their own orders at the same time, will choose to execute the Prince's orders. This is Zhu Yijin's power. And Zhu Yijin did not disappoint him. Over the years, he has made use of the group of immortal seedlings in the Daming Immortal Palace and the implementation of the national policy of "Spiritual Energy Industrial Era" to make far-reaching plans for the entire Jingwang lineage. It is also because of this that he has the confidence to fight against all factions of the Nine Kings in the future. In addition, Xu Fan's power has long been hollowed out by that group of immortal seedlings. The construction of the next twenty-seven "Spiritual Warehouses" will also be inseparable from the "one pavilion and two courtyards", and these people will all be from his faction. As for the Ninth Prince, if he wants to carve out a place to survive in the current court, he can only make use of the twenty-seven "spiritual warehouses", or more precisely, the twenty-seven immortal cultivation cities of the future. But they would never have thought that their own lineage had already started planning long ago. And all these meticulous and far-reaching plans were all the work of their son Zhu Yijin. He was also accustomed to his son Zhu Yijin's appearance of sitting on the Diaoyutai, deciding the victory thousands of miles away, and remaining calm in the face of emergencies. But right now, his son Zhu Yijin, who has always been calm and composed, now looks solemn because of a small personnel change of the right vice minister of the Ministry of Personnel. Is it because he was recommended by Prince Yu? "It seems that he has taken action." Just as King Jing's mind was racing, Zhu Yijin also spoke. "Him? Who took action?" King Jing raised his eyebrows. "Cousin, Zhu Yijun." As he spoke, Zhu Yijun's expression returned to its previous calmness and elegance. If you look closely, you will find that there is a barely perceptible fighting spirit hidden deep in his eyes. Their fight began ever since the moment those people who were born in commoner families and should have been the descendants of his lineage were snatched away by his cousin Zhu Yijun in some unknown way. (Note: See Chapter 189 for details.) In fact, he has always known that his cousin Zhu Yijun was plotting against all the royal family members, wanting to use them to strengthen his own lineage. What he didn't expect was that his cousin, who had been hiding in the dark, actually revealed himself at this moment. Suddenly, Zhu Yijin seemed to have thought of something, a look of realization appeared on his face, and he murmured, "From the beginning of Gu Xiancheng's promotion, it must have been his handiwork." "It seems that this time he is not unwilling to continue hiding, but his previous actions must have been noticed by the cabinet."
"There's no need for him to hide any longer," Zhu Yijin ignored the other side. When his father, King Jing, heard the name "Zhu Yijun", his eyes widened and his brain worked rapidly. After a moment, he sighed and said, "It seems that he has completed the layout and is about to enter the game." "Based on my understanding of him, he would never easily expose himself unless he was absolutely sure, or even before he achieved his goal." "Wait, wait!" At this moment, King Jing raised his hands repeatedly, interrupting Zhu Yijin's thoughts. He was a little slow to react, "Who were you talking about just now? Your third uncle's son Zhu Yijun?" "Isn't that boy just a dandy boy? Is he worthy of being your opponent?" "He has!" Zhu Yijin said with certainty. After saying that, he looked at the puzzled King Jing again, and after a slight hesitation, he slowly spoke to King Jing and told him about these years. While everyone was fighting endlessly in the court, in the Daming Immortal Palace, they, the former immortal seedlings, also had their own little world. This lecture lasted from dawn to late at night. "Huh," Zhu Yijin exhaled lightly, looking at his father who also had a serious expression on his face. He was frightened by the various schemes and calculations between Zhu Yijun and Zhu Yijin that were unknown to everyone and not paid attention to. He said: "Twenty-seven 'spiritual warehouses' mean twenty-seven great cities for cultivating immortals. If you want to build 'spiritual warehouses' and great cities for cultivating immortals, you can't do without 'one pavilion and two courtyards'. If the Ninth Prince wants to fight for a place in the court in the future, he must start with these twenty-seven great cities." "Now that my cousin has gone, it won't be long before a new prefect or governor is appointed in one of the big cities." "Father, we have to prepare for the battle. I'm afraid your cooperation with Uncle San will also fall apart." "Humph," upon hearing this, King Jing waved his hand and said indifferently, "It's broken, it's just a matter of time..." The imperial court's decree to build 27 "spiritual warehouses" with Southern Zhili and Northern Zhili as the center and to spread 27 spiritual veins to the surrounding prefectures and counties quickly spread throughout the country. Not only that, there was also news that Xu Jie, Gao Gong, Zhang Juzheng and Zhao Zhenji were allowed to return to the cabinet because of their outstanding political achievements. For a time, the whole country was in an uproar and the people were boiling. Zhang Juzheng and others in Nanjing City were so excited that they were at a loss. Although the only drawback was the presence of Xu Jie, at least they could go back. Their efforts over the past decade were not in vain! Of course, not only the people and officials of North and South Zhili were delighted, but also the "immortal cultivation world" of the Ming Dynasty. Because this means that the circle of their "immortal cultivation world" will also expand and will no longer be limited to the city of Nanjing. It also means that they will have more resources! In short, when the news came out, everyone laughed. Even the foreign envoys were eager to try, thinking about how to get some magical skills or elixirs in this great world. After all, for them, as more and more immortal cultivation cities are built and the scope expands, it will be more difficult for the Ming Dynasty court to manage, right? In this way, they can fish in troubled waters! But they don’t know that as the Ming Dynasty’s development speed is deliberately accelerating, the whole world will soon usher in an era of war! "..." I went out today and came back late, so the update is not enough. I will make up for it tomorrow~~~ (End of this chapter)