Lao Zhu pondered and looked at Zhu Su on the side, hoping that he could come up with practical solutions for future generations. Zhu Su also saw the hint in Lao Zhu's eyes. He coughed lightly, lowered his head and pretended to drink tea.

Lao Zhu turned a blind eye when he came.

"Lao Wu!" Lao Zhu couldn't help but said directly. "Later generations will have a solution, right?"

"Uh. Ahem." Zhu Su almost choked on his tea. He put down the tea cup in his hand and smiled at Lao Zhu: "Dad, yes, yes..."

"Then why don't you tell me quickly!" Lao Zhu said with a serious face. "Do you want me, the father, to beg you?"

"Uh, Dad. I've told you enough."

"Logically speaking, you should also express your gratitude," Zhu Su said conditionally.

I have provided so much information to Lao Zhu for nothing, and now I have proven my identity as a time traveler. Why should I have to answer whatever you, Lao Zhu, ask?

Where is your sincerity? Did you agree that I don’t have to go to the main hall?

Seeing that his fifth son dared to rebel, Lao Zhu's face darkened. "What, you still want to seek benefits from us?"

"Should we reward you, Prince Wu, with ten thousand taels of gold to reward you for your unparalleled achievements?"

"Hey, ten thousand taels of gold is not bad..." Zhu Su scratched his head. "But Dad, did you promise that I don't have to go to the main hall?"

"Don't even think about it!" Lao Zhu said with a straight face. "How old are you? If you don't study in the palace, what do you want to do?"

"You little brat, you just want to become a feudal lord?"

"If you don't want to be a feudal lord, you can go to Fengyang High Wall!" Zhu Su insisted. He didn't want to stay in that damn place of the main hall for a moment. "Dad, don't look at me for being young, my mind is full of things.

With a lot of knowledge learned in the previous life!"

"You insist on letting me learn that old trick in the main hall... I might as well die again and travel through time again!"

"Fifth brother! What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhu Biao scolded.

Lao Zhu was a little moved. Judging from the exam he just took in the main hall, Lao Wu had indeed learned a lot. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to say something that could convince the little prodigy. It's just...

His identity as a time traveler is a great help to the Ming Dynasty. He must keep it firmly in his own hands and not let others know about it.

How could it be possible to let him leave the palace and build a mansion? Staying in the palace to study is undoubtedly the best kind of protection.

So Lao Zhu still shook his head and refused, pointing his finger at Zhu Su and threatening: "Are you going to say it or not?"

"How can you bargain with us about national affairs?"

"Don't tell me!" Zhu Su was willing to risk it all. If he doesn't succeed, he will be benevolent. If he gives up again this time, the hard life of Dabentang will be endless. "If you don't agree, you will beat my ass to pieces. I will

Don’t even say it!”

"You little brat, me!" Lao Zhu raised his hand, and Zhu Biao quickly protected Zhu Su behind him. Lao Zhu's heart softened and he put down his hand bitterly.

"Humph, if you don't say it, don't say it. We don't believe it yet. We can't think of a perfect solution!"

As he spoke, he angrily walked around the hall with his hands behind his back. As he walked around, he said to himself: "Actually, the cabinet method is not bad. At least, it is more effective than leaving the prime minister system."<

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"Otherwise, use another team to restrict the cabinet..."

"Huh huh." Zhu Su said deliberately: "Isn't this a good idea? In a few generations, your descendants will do this. Move out the eunuchs from the inner court and create a 'supervisor of rituals'

Counter cabinet."

"A great grandson of your descendants is very good at this. He hid in the harem for more than 20 years without going to court. He lived an extremely happy life while refining alchemy and cultivating Taoism. With the help of this ceremonial supervisor, he was able to control the cabinet and the government.

The courtiers are having fun!"

"But that's all he could do. His reign was called Jiajing. At that time, some children sang a folk song: Jiajing, Jiajing, every family is clean. The power was not lost, but the country was in a mess."

Zhu Su was talking to himself, but he didn't notice that Lao Zhu's attention had shifted from the so-called Chief of Ceremonies to another key word.

The air was silent for a while, and suddenly the angry roar of Emperor Hongwu erupted in the Qianqing Palace:

"What? You haven't been in court for more than 20 years??"

"You still make elixirs and practice Taoism? Damn it, if you like practicing Taoism, go and become a Taoist priest! What's the matter with staying in the palace?"

"It's quite satisfying to exercise power, right? Just exercising power is of no use. What's the point of ruining the whole family?"

Lao Zhu's unkind eyes were directed at Zhu Biao again. It seemed that he had the intention of treating Zhu Biao as Zhu Houcong and educating him kindly.

"Dad, calm down, dad..." Zhu Biao almost knelt down to Lao Zhu again. Why did this blame fall on me again? He glanced at Zhu Laowu with a resentful look. He did it a few times again, feeling that he was loved by his biological father.

They are all going to disappear...

"Uh..." Zhu Su bowed his hand to his eldest brother apologetically... Accidental injury, purely accidental injury.

"Tell me, what kind of things are you giving birth to!" Lao Zhu pointed at Zhu Biao with disgust. "If you have a son in the future, you must bring him to the palace! Your mother and I will teach you in person!"
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"We can see that you are too soft-tempered, so you are not the material to teach your son!"

"Yes, yes." Zhu Biao wiped his sweat and ran forward to help Lao Zhu pat his back to calm him down. At this point, he could only sell the custody rights of his future son.

Lao Zhu took a breath for a while and finally regained his composure. Then he said to Zhu Su: "Lao Wu, according to this theory, isn't this the Supervisor of Ceremonies? At least the power has not been transferred to the cabinet."

"It's just that Jiajing didn't live up to expectations."

"Uh." Zhu Su paused, then smiled apologetically at Zhu Biao, who suddenly felt a chill on his back.

Just listen to Zhu Su continue: "You are thinking too much. Whatever should be left aside will be left aside. Not only for the cabinet, but also for the ceremonial supervisor!"

"Later, there was another man named Tianqi. This man liked to hide in the palace and work as a carpenter. He handed over all important affairs of the court to the eunuch Wei Zhongxian."

"The emperor called him Long Live, and the old Wei called him 'Nine Thousand Years Old.' That's great."

Zhu Biao has already begun to retreat silently.

Lao Zhu's face darkened and he slammed the table. "Grandma, first a Taoist priest appeared, and then a carpenter!"

"Te mother's group of filial sons and grandsons! Boss, why are you retreating so far away? Come on, come closer, we promise not to beat you to death!"

Zhu Biao's face turned pale, he glanced at his unscrupulous younger brother who was watching the fun from behind, and he quickly knelt down to his father again in an upright manner. "Dad, please don't."

"I promised that my son will be educated by you in the future. If you teach me personally, your descendants will definitely not be unworthy of descendants!"

Zhu Su was snickering from behind. Hehe, it’s quite funny to see the usually graceful elder brother kneeling down and giving in.

But don’t overdo it. And the eldest brother shouldn’t be the one to take the blame. So Zhu Su also advised: “Dad, don’t be angry. Now that you know about this in advance, you can take precautions before it happens, right? ”
Chapter completed!