As a king, you actually need to be smart sometimes.

A monarch who is too rigid, upright and sharp often not only loses the sincerity of his ministers, but also makes himself angry to death.

"You are old too. You can help grandpa with these things, and we can be lazy too!" After saying that, the old man stood up and left with his hands behind his back. The posture was like that of a veteran cadre who went for a walk in the evening after eating.

Zhu Yunxi picked up the memorial and read it carefully while thinking about it.

"The current Ming Dynasty needs stability. If the water is clear, there will be no fish. The old man's opinion is really right, just give it a try."

Suddenly, Zhu Yunxi realized something and continued to think, "According to the old man's temper, he must hate these people in his heart, but after all kinds of considerations, he still chose to tolerate it. Is this a concession? No, this is politics.

Even monarchs and ministers must pay attention to political maneuvering. "

"Sometimes, national-level issues cannot be considered solely in terms of good and evil. It cannot be measured simply in terms of whether to kill or not to kill. Those in higher positions consider the overall situation."

"It has always been natural for officials throughout the ages to love money and bully the people. It is the same at all times and at home and abroad. Greed exists wherever there are people, but since it cannot be eradicated, we must find ways to control it within a certain range!"

For a moment, Zhu Yunxi had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

He had already worked hard in society before he came to this world. Although he still has the mentality of a young man, he has his own opinions and thoughts about the world, society, and the general environment.

Zhu Yunxi's eyes swept over the prominent names on the memorial, wondering in his heart, who should he beat first?

You have to find someone who is capable of doing things, smart, and well-liked among the generals.

Suddenly, Zhu Yunxi smiled.

"Cao Guogong Li Jinglong invaded and occupied civilian fields and ponds..."

As one of the famous war gods of the Ming Dynasty in history, Li Jinglong really has a unique shining point.

He was very popular. His father was the nephew of the old emperor. He had raised him as his son since he was a child. After his death, he was granted the title of county king. His good family background and good image make him the center of attention wherever he goes.

This man doesn't have any of the faults of his second generation ancestor, and he has an all-round temper that no one can offend. When I see the Ming Dynasty veterans, I like to listen to them recall the glorious past, and then express emotion on their faces. When my father was alive, he always said that you fought well, veteran general.

The veterans all said that the elder man of the Li family was a nice guy, a good boy who knew etiquette and was promising.

Seeing that the children of the second generation of generals like him, no matter how big or small the official position is, they are always the elder brother and the younger brother. If anyone asks him for help, he will definitely do it well. He is also generous and never accepts gift money.

Over time, the second generation of generals all felt that he was a trustworthy person.

Even the civil servants could not say anything bad about Li Jinglong. Despite his reputation as a general, he was actually a literary young man with good calligraphy. However, in order to show humility in front of civil servants, he also likes to pretend to be a big boss.

"Come here!" Zhu Yunxi smiled as his understanding of Li Jinglong flashed through his mind.

"Your Highness!" Pu Wuyong slowly floated over. These eunuchs walk silently.

"The palace gate is not locked yet. Send someone out of the palace to tell Duke Cao to come!" Zhu Yunxi thought about it, "I will meet him in Jingren Palace."

"Yes!" Pu Wuyong quickly went down and went out to report.

Later, Zhu Yunxi also took the palace attendants around him to the East Palace Jingren Palace.

This turned out to be the palace of his father, Prince Zhu Biao, which was used to receive ministers and handle government affairs. Now the old man has made him the master of this place. Even though he will not come back to live here, everything in the palace is available.

The moment he entered Jingren Palace, Zhu Yunxi was slightly stunned. The palace in memory has changed. All the utensils and furnishings, including carpets and curtains, have been replaced. Even the Songhe Incense Burner was newly made by the manufacturing office.

"The old man is really attentive!" Zhu Yunxi smiled inwardly, "He is afraid that his grandson will miss people when he sees things here!"

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Yingtian Mansion, Xicheng, Cao Guogong Mansion.

The two stone lions at the door are lifelike, and there are horse-tethering posts next to them. In order to show that they are the top generals of the Ming Dynasty, there are still several war horses tied to the horse-tackling posts even when it is dark. There are soldiers on standby.

Because the first two heads of the family were posthumously granted the title of county prince, there are bright copper nails on the red painted door. Passing through the side hall dedicated to Li Wenzhong and his son in the front yard, there is a huge martial arts field at the back, with eighteen kinds of weapons, bow and arrow targets, and a riding range.

Further back is where Cao Guogong lives. The backyard is not like a martial artist's house. It is gorgeous but also elegant, and elegant yet unique. The flowers, plants and trees in the yard are neatly maintained, and accompanied by rockeries and flowing water, it has a bit of a Suzhou garden feel.

At this moment, the evening breeze is blowing, blowing the flowers and plants in the garden, and taking a breath is full of fragrance. Coupled with the illumination of the lights, the plants and trees in the garden are graceful and graceful, like beauties, which is a unique sight.

Under the pomegranate shed, Li Jinglong was leaning on a bamboo and rattan lounge chair. He was wearing a white silk coat and holding a picture book in his hand, reading with gusto.

There were tea, melons and fruits on the low table next to him. A pretty little maid in Hua Qingyi in her twenties was squatting beside him, fanning her cattail leaf fan up and down to help him drive away mosquitoes.

The girl didn't know if she was tired, her face was red, and there was sweat on her forehead and the tip of her nose. However, if you look closely, the blush on the girl's face is full of coquettishness and shyness, not fatigue.

While the girl was fanning the cattail leaf fan, she secretly glanced at the painting book in Li Jinglong's hand, and then quickly lowered her head. The delicate and shy face seemed to drip with water.

"Hehe!" Li Jinglong looked at the picture book and grinned. "It's interesting!" As he said that, he turned his fingers over and the male and female characters in the picture book changed their postures again.

This book comes from the Japanese country of Japan and is the most popular among the literati in the capital. The old master said that food and sex are the same, and it is also an elegant thing to read a painting book at night, learn the techniques, and then try it again.

The characters in the picture book are all colorful and lifelike. The paper is very thin. If you flip through the pages quickly, the characters inside seem to come alive, with coherent movements and beautiful women's expressions changing.

One push and one end, it's wonderful.

"Hehe!" Li Jinglong laughed again, "This is good, this is good!" As he said this, he reached out to touch the tea on the table while looking at it.

But the tentacle touched the maid holding the cattail leaf fan. Li Jinglong turned around and saw that the maid's face was as shameful as a red fruit, which made people salivate.

Li Jinglong laughed evilly again and stopped drinking the tea.

"Yeah!" The maid bit her lip and got excited.

Li Jinglong grabbed a ball of soft fat in his big hand and kept rubbing it while reading.

After a while, his hands seemed a little sore. Li Jinglong said without raising his head, "Master, my arms are sore. You lean on my lap!"

The maid passed over obediently like a frightened deer.

"Hey! I know how to play!" Li Jinglong laughed while looking at the drawing book.

"Master, why aren't you sleeping yet?" A cheerful female voice suddenly came from outside, along with the footsteps of the maids walking.

Li Jinglong was shocked and quickly pulled out his hand, but he didn't want to reach too deep and get stuck.

This scene happened to be seen by a woman in her thirties who came in. She immediately turned cold and sneered, "Hey, it's so late at night, I'm so elegant!"

Li Jinglong kicked the girl next to him away and said angrily, "I asked you to rub my legs for me. What are you going to do with me?" After saying that, he stood up and said with a smile, "Madam, you didn't rest either?"

The woman sneered twice again, sat down on a chair, her eyes fell on the picture book, and the corners of her mouth moved, "Master, you said you read every day, and this is what you read?"

She is Li Jinglong's wife, Deng Shi, the youngest daughter of the late Ninghe King Deng Yu.

Although Deng Yu, King of Ninghe, is deceased, he was a general who had followed the old emperor since he was a teenager. His merits in life and death were not inferior to those of Xu Chang. His tomb was personally selected by the old emperor, and he was also included in the Hongwu Heroes.

The old prince always treated the dead better than the living. Even though Deng Yu was gone, the Deng family still had prestige in the army and had a say in the court.

The Deng family's natal family was no worse than the Li family, and the daughter of a military general's family was more aggressive, so Li Jinglong respected and accommodated his wife.

"Aren't you tired of reading the official book? Change your taste!" Li Jinglong sat down next to his wife and said with a smile, "Madam, I learned some new things today. In the boudoir, can I teach you?"

"Bah!" Deng's face turned red, "You're not serious!"

While the couple was whispering, the housekeeper trotted over quickly, holding up his skirt, "Master, someone is coming from the palace!"

"In the palace?" Li Jinglong was stunned and immediately stood up, "Is it the old emperor..."

"The father-in-law who came here said that His Highness King Wu wants to pass you on!" said the steward.

Li Jinglong became more and more confused, "King Wu? Did he see me?" He continued to ask, "Is it really King Wu? Have you asked clearly?"

He knew that King Wu was favored by the old man, and he was thinking about getting in there. However, King Wu is still a prince after all and does not have the right to receive his ministers in the palace.

"That's right, what I asked is true. The father-in-law who came here said that His Highness King Wu is waiting for you at Jingren Hall in the East Palace!"

"Hurry!" Li Jinglong understood that this was the old prince's instruction, "Hurry up and change your clothes!" He said, and then ordered,

"I don't want the python suit, I want the armor. Don't get the new armor, just the old ones my dad wore before!"

The steward took the order and took the servants down to work.

Madam Deng asked in confusion, "Why are you wearing iron armor and entering the palace at night?"

"Your master, I am a military general, so of course I wear armor!" Li Jinglong said with a smile.

"Bah!" Deng spat again, "I've never seen you read a book of war and practice martial arts!"

"What do you know?" Li Jinglong was a little confused, "Master, I knew how to fight even in my mother's womb!"

Deng said with a smile, "I heard from my father that all wars are fought by killing people. How can anyone be born with this skill? Those who survive are just lucky!"

"I can't tell you!" Li Jinglong was getting dressed under the service of his servants. "Do you have any good things at home? It doesn't have to be too expensive, just something that looks more sincere."

Deng asked curiously, "Is there anything in the palace?"

"You still don't believe it when you say you have long hair and short knowledge!" Li Jinglong said, "The palace has it, and we give it to us. Is it the gift that matters? It's the heart!"