Father can be an enemy to the country

It's a pity that the silence didn't last for half a day, and the three guys fell back into their old ways.

They ran back to the bow from the stern and woke up Lao Liu who was dozing off.

"Uncle Liu, uncle Liu, is that Jinshan Temple?" Zhu Xiongying asked excitedly, pointing to the majestic ancient temple built on the mountain facing the river.

"Yes." Lao Liu yawned, picked up the tea cup and said, "It's a pity that White Snake is gone a long time ago, otherwise I would have asked her to turn into a snake for you."

"We don't care about white snakes and green snakes. We want to ask..." Lao Twelve asked in a low voice: "That year, Brother Six, you held a Laba Conference at Jinshan Temple and really cooked 108 monks for Jiangnan. Will the rich eat it?”

"Whoever dares not to eat will be cooked?" Old Eleven couldn't help but ask.

"Pfft..." Lao Liu squirted a mouthful of tea in their faces: "This is all such a mess, am I that kind of person?!"

"But it's been said so in the palace, even the gentlemen of the main hall said so." Zhu Xiongying said seriously: "They also said that you also ate it."

"I'll eat you, you big-headed devil!" Zhu Zhen had a black line on his forehead. Before, he only knew that those people were trying to smear him, but he really didn't know that they had gone to such an outrageous level.

"Remember, I have never eaten a human being or cooked a monk!" He was too lazy to defend himself before, but now he couldn't help but clarify.

"Oh, it turns out that the cook is from a big family in the south of the Yangtze River." Lao Twelve said suddenly.

"The big families in the south of the Yangtze River didn't cook either..." Lao Liu said helplessly: "I just tied up the troublemakers and threatened to throw them into the porridge pot, and then they gave up, so they drank vegetarian porridge that day. Add meat. Damn it, it has only been less than ten years, how come it has become like this?"

"Let me tell you, Brother Six is ​​not Dong Zhuo, how can he be so cruel?" Lao Twelve breathed a sigh of relief, feeling both relieved and slightly disappointed. How exciting is it to cook one hundred and eight monks...

"If the big man insists on refusing to give in, what will Brother Six do?" Lao Eleven asked, "Should we really cook him, or not?"

"Hahaha, he will definitely be scared." Zhu Zhen said with a smile: "This person, the more he has, the more afraid of death. And at that time, I was a stupid boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, he dared to compete with me. ?”

"I understand." Old Eleven was finally convinced and said with admiration: "This is called knowing yourself and your enemy, and you can win a hundred battles, right?"

"Hahaha, it's really not the case." Zhu Zhen shook his head and laughed: "Actually, I didn't think that much at all at the time. I thought that by virtue of my status as a prince, I would scare them to death if I called the big families in the south of the Yangtze River. It will definitely make them obey.”

As he spoke, he sighed and said: "It turned out that I was wrong. The identity of the prince was not easy to use, at least not at that time. Those big dogs didn't buy my account at all, which made me almost unable to get off the stage, so I had to rely on You're pretending to be a fool to get by. In fact, it's a big joke, do you understand?"

"Ah? Is that so?" Zhu Zhen's words had a big impact on the three of them. They had always thought that with their noble status, they would be able to make people around them obey and not dare to disobey.

They never expected that the sixth brother, who was so wise and mighty and the most powerful among all the kings, would be so angry that he would not come to the stage in front of him. They just thought about it and they all felt red in the face. No wonder Sixth Brother got anxious with them and wanted to cook them.

"Later I understood that real power does not come from status. It does not mean that you are given a prince and you just make everyone obey you. Real power comes from your strength. Do you have that ability? Are you going to kill those people? If so, they have to kneel down and sing "Conquer". If not, they will just be polite to you on the surface, but in fact they don't take you seriously at all."

Teacher Six finally started teaching, and the three of them hurriedly listened. Eleven took out a small notebook and wrote down every word he said.

"Of course, the situation now is much better than then. After these years of joint efforts by father, eldest brother, and us, the Tian family has established authority. No one dares not to take the prince seriously anymore." Zhu Zhen continued :

"But the nature of power will not change. Their fate is not in your hands, and they still won't take you too seriously. So when you give orders in the future, you must first weigh how much power you have over the other party.

"As much power as you have, let the other party do as much work as you want. If you can't do anything to the other party, then it's best not to have high expectations. Otherwise, if someone else does it in disguise, it will still be your own business that is delayed."

"Then what should we do at this time?" The three asked: "Isn't it possible that if we don't have enough power over the other party, the matter will not be handled?"

"It's time to discuss it at this time. Mutual benefit and touching people with affection will definitely have better results." Zhu Zhen slapped Lao Twelve on the head and said: "Don't take yourself too seriously. Just know what to do." What should I do? If you don’t act like a prince, you are still a prince."

"I understand, Sixth Brother." Lao Twelve touched his head, grinning from ear to ear. Isn't it more interesting to hear Brother Six speak from his own mouth than to read Nao Shizi's broken book?

~~

After passing Zhenjiang, the boat went north to Guazhou and entered the Grand Canal, arriving in Yangzhou at dusk.

This was the city that the prince had mentioned. Zhu Xiongying and Shi Yi Twelve both wanted to get off the boat and have a look.

It had just been a day since departure, how could Lao Liu let them get off the ship?

"Just take a look on the boat. What can't you see at such a slow boat speed?" Zhu Zhen sat lazily on the bamboo chair, munching on the iced watermelon leisurely, without any intention of getting up.

"But you can't see the situation along the coast without getting off the boat, and you can't have a deep understanding of the people's livelihood in this city." Zhu Xiongying said plausibly.

"Yes, Sixth Brother. Didn't Big Brother ask us to deeply understand the public sentiment?" Lao Twelve was full of energy and very active. He was probably the one who persuaded Zhu Xiongying to disembark.

"Even if you get off the boat, you are just watching the scenery, which is no different from sitting on the boat." Zhu Zhen said slowly while gnawing on the watermelon: "It will only cause trouble for the local soldiers and civilians."

"Yes." Old Eleven nodded and agreed with Sixth Brother: "Although our battle is not large, but with this flag of the King of Chuhai and Dian, the local government must be trying their best to whitewash the peace, and we can't see much of the truth. situation."

"Oh, it would be nice if we could have a private visit incognito..." Zhu Xiongying muttered in a low voice.

"Isn't it for your safety?" Zhu Zhen rolled his eyes at him. The best way to ensure the safety of the emperor's eldest grandson is to put him under the public eye and deny others the opportunity to conspire.

"Oh." Zhu Xiongying nodded in shock.

"Oh what. You don't understand what I mean." Zhu Zhen saw that both of them were a little weak, and then said in a deep voice:

"Even if you travel lightly and visit privately incognito as you think, you still won't be able to see what you want to see. You don't naively think that the old man can safely let his eldest grandson run around outside, right?"