Lao Zhu was stunned when he heard this, and then burst into laughter.

"Okay, okay!"

"We won't keep an eye on you anymore. Just write according to the method we just taught you. You will definitely be able to finish it quickly today!"

"Um!"

Lao Zhu left Da Sun behind and returned to the dragon chair to pick up the memorial. However, his eyes were not on the memorial at all. Instead, he kept looking at Da Sun's back while he was writing and giggling.

This scene becomes more and more familiar as I look at it, as if I have returned to thirty years ago.

At that time, he had not yet become emperor, he was just a mere King of Wu.

Zhu Biao is not a prince, he is just a prince.

When I had nothing to do at that time, I would secretly stand behind Zhu Biao and observe whether he was serious about studying and practicing calligraphy.

The biggest difference between the two scenes is that the people are different. One is a restless monkey, and the other is a steady and humble gentleman!

Lao Zhu giggled for a while and then started working again.

While Lao Zhu was immersed in the writing, Zhu Yunxi gradually relaxed his hands and feet and accelerated his writing speed.

There was no other way, it was too slow to hold it in, so he couldn't help but use the flow technique taught by Qi Tai.

When there is a thought in the mind, the intention comes first with the pen. Before the handwriting arrives, the gesture of the pen comes first.

Of course, if you just use it a little bit, you should still try to make the characters as ugly as possible.

When Lao Zhu put down the last memorial, Zhu Yunxi had also written more than 900 words, and he was only missing the last dozen words to complete the thousand-character essay.

Lao Zhu once again walked over with his hands behind his back, and when he saw it, he was pleasantly surprised.

I just pointed out a few words, but this grandson's handwriting has improved so much that it almost looks like calligraphy!

After Zhu Yunxi finished writing the last word, Lao Zhu couldn't wait to pick up his homework and read it word by word. The more he read, the more joy he felt in his heart, as if he had dug up a treasure for his grandson.

Even if he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that his grandson could be so good!

"Tsk...not bad, really good..."

"This word has really improved a lot. If you practice it for a while, you won't need to practice it anymore!"

When Zhu Yunxi heard Lao Zhu praising his good writing, he felt very excited. But when he heard Lao Zhu's last words, his eyes bulged out.

"Grandpa Huang, what are you talking about? Did you just mean that as long as I can practice my calligraphy well, I don't have to write big characters every day?"

Lao Zhu smiled and touched Da Sun's head, his face full of pride.

"That's natural!"

"The purpose of asking you to practice calligraphy is to practice calligraphy well, not to torment you. When you master calligraphy in the future, you will naturally not have to do this homework of practicing calligraphy!"

After Zhu Yunxi heard this, he wanted to talk loudly about himself.

I am really smart but I am fooled by my cleverness. If I had known that Lao Zhu was thinking like this, what kind of clumsiness could I be hiding?

"Grandpa Huang, actually I can write better!"

"How about I write it to you now?"

Lao Zhu didn't believe what Zhu Yunxi said, thinking that the child just heard that he didn't need to practice calligraphy and was deliberately telling lies to himself.

"Not urgent!"

"You have written enough today. Come back early after school tomorrow and try to write more. If you write for a while, you won't need to write anymore when your handwriting has improved greatly!"

Zhu Yunxi was frustrated when he heard this.

"Okay... my grandson will write to you tomorrow..."

At this moment, there was a sound of alarm outside the door, and Lao Zhu hurriedly asked Qin Deshun next to him.

"Go and see what update it is now."

Qin Deshun walked to the palace gate, asked questions and then came back.

"If you go back to your Majesty, the second watch has just been called outside the door."

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard that it was already the second watch, he felt that he was not very sleepy yet. However, considering that his eldest grandson was here for the first time and would go to the main hall to study tomorrow, he ordered him to go to bed.

After washing up, the two lay side by side on the big bed in the palace. Lao Zhu closed his eyes and fell asleep, while Zhu Yunxi opened his two big black eyes and wandered around.

"Grandpa Huang, my grandson is not honest when he is sleeping. If he kicks you or bumps into you in the middle of the night, you won't be angry, right?"

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard Da Sun's timid words, he felt a pang of pity in his heart.

This child is still a stranger to me, and even though I am so kind to him, he still feels uneasy.

"Don't worry, no matter how dishonest you are, Grandpa Huang will never be angry with you."

"Then you won't hit me, or kick me out if you think I'm noisy?"

Zhu Yuanzhang felt even more distressed after hearing this. He put his hand around Da Sun's little head and scratched his nose.

"Don't worry!"

"Grandpa Huang doesn't like you enough, so how can he be willing to kick you out?"

"Don't think like this in the future, just treat this place as your home!"

"oh!"

"Grandpa Huang, my grandson can't sleep in bed..."

When Lao Zhu heard what Da Sun said, he thought that he was not sleepy at all, so he started chatting with him.

"Dasun, we heard that Jin Yiwei gave you many shops, why don't you accept them?"

"Don't you always want to make money? Why don't you want this shop you picked up for free?"

"This is the matter..."

"It's very simple. A gentleman loves money and gets it wisely...yawn..."

"Why don't you let Jin Yiwei seal down those shops where counterfeit books were found?"

This is what Lao Zhu is most confused about. If it's an irrelevant shop, it's fine if Zhu Yunxi doesn't accept it.

He runs a bookstore, and those who steal and copy his books are also bookstores. There is no reason why we should not even use these shops, right?

Lao Zhu has seen too many corrupt officials in his life and has killed too many corrupt officials. He knows very well the greed of human nature.

He didn't believe that a child could resist such a huge temptation, and it was brought to his lips by others without any psychological burden.

"This is even simpler, I can't trust them..."

"Can't believe it?"

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he was even more puzzled. The Jin Yiwei was clearly looking towards this grandson and helping him in every possible way, but he actually said he couldn't believe it!

"What's the meaning of this statement?"

"Grandpa Huang, today they can seize counterfeit books from the bookstore, and then use this to close the store. Tomorrow they can find someone to secretly sell counterfeit books to the bookstore, and then send people to search, and use this to give others

Seal it.”

"When they become bolder in the future, they can even close the shop of someone who doesn't like it, and then put the counterfeit book inside... yawn..."

"So this hole cannot be opened. My grandson cannot destroy the entire industry just for the sake of small temporary profits..."

Zhu Yuanzhang was greatly shocked when he heard what Da Sun said.

Isn't the reason why he has been thinking about abolishing Jin Yiwei just because of this?

However, he has lived for most of his life, seen too many storms, and experienced decades of bloodshed before he can understand this.

How old is this grandson, and how could he have thought of this?

Especially the methods he mentioned about frame-up and luring the enemy in, are beyond the understanding of a child who grew up in the palace.

"Dasun, who taught you these words..."

Zhu Yunxi's eyelids became heavier and heavier. Hearing Lao Zhu's question, he answered vaguely and subconsciously.

"No one...dreams...dreams...father..."

Lao Zhu was still confused when he heard "Dream", but when he heard "Father", he suddenly understood.

The emperor didn't like Jinyiwei when he was alive, and even had some resentment towards Erhu, who grew up with him.

If it was Huang Er who said this to the child, then everything would be explained.

However, what pleased him most was that Zhu Yunxi could remember and abide by what his father said at such a young age.

He has not changed his father's ways for three years...

Lao Zhu muttered to himself, repeating this sentence several times in succession, until he heard the snoring sound coming from the side, and then he smiled bitterly and shut up.

Xiao Nisun also said that he was choosing the bed, so after chatting for a few words, he fell asleep in a daze.

Looking at it this way, the so-called grinding of teeth, farting, and snoring are all excuses to deceive oneself and not want to live with him?

Just when Lao Zhu was thinking this, he suddenly felt a leg coming up. Then, a small arm also came up, just right on his neck.
To be continued...