Zhu Jun and Zhou Mubai thought about the development zone in the cold winter pavilion. It was evening. It was not until Xiao Guizi reminded me that Zhou Mubai had left the cold winter pavilion. Just after taking a few steps, Zhou Mubai was secretly proud that his holy family had not yet declined. His original worries were all his random guesses, but a voice came from behind.

"Uncle, why are you here?"

Zhou Mubai turned around and looked back. The female voice was not his niece Zhou Xueer. He coughed seriously, dusted the dust on his robe, and said in a 28-year-old manner: "Oh, it turns out to be Xueer."

Although Zhou Mubai is not kind and cunning, he is naturally a fairy-like person in front of the younger generation and is well-read in poetry and books. Therefore, Zhou Xueer is a little afraid of him.

Zhou Xueer had already walked to her uncle and whispered: "Everything is in the family? Is my aunt still healthy? I heard from the people outside the palace that my cousin was going to get married, and I don't know which daughter he married?"

Zhou Xueer's repeated questions were all about family trivial matters. She died of both her parents since she was young and lived in her uncle's house. Therefore, she was very concerned about her uncle's family affairs.

Zhou Mubai stroked his head with a hypocritical look and said, "Everything is fine. Zhi'er's daughter-in-law is a colleague of his uncle. She is also a good match. I just hope that he can calm down after becoming a kiss. Don't always wander around the streets with a group of friends. Sooner or later, something will happen. Alas, Xue'er, are you used to living in the palace? I heard from my little father-in-law that the emperor treats you well, this...this, that... nothing happened between you and the emperor, right?"

Zhou Xueer didn't know what her uncle meant. She blushed and lowered her head and replied quickly: "The emperor is busy with everything he wants and often meets. Sometimes when he is tired, he will ask Xueer to talk to him to relieve his boredom. It's nothing."

Zhou Mubai was embarrassed to talk about this kind of thing in front of the younger generation, and quickly said, "Well, it's not too late. The palace gate is about to be keyed. Your uncle has to go back. If you have any difficulties in the palace, please ask a father-in-law to come out and tell me."

Zhou Xueer responded with her head down and turned around and walked away. Zhou Mubai looked at her niece's back and still kept stroking her beard in the dark royal garden. It was not until Zhou Xueer turned the cave for a month before she let out a long sigh, squinted her eyes and muttered to herself: "It seems that the country still needs to fight. Well, this time, I will let Mu Tianbo and Yang Side take the lead, Zhou is watching from the wall and enjoying his achievements."

Zhou Mubai returned to his residence. The housekeeper had a smile and raised his robe and quickly stepped up to help the master out of the sedan chair. Zhou Mubai had a certain temperament among the servants. He bent out of the sedan chair, looked up at the dark sky, and ordered the housekeeper: "You go and go and call Zhao Shilang, Li Hanlin and others to come to the Taoist palace together, and then he said that I have important matters to discuss."

The housekeeper smiled and said bitterly: "Master, are you not using dinner yet? The whole family in the mansion is waiting for the master to come back. Otherwise, they dare not eat first. What's wrong..."

"No, I'm discussing the major affairs of the country. Please stop talking. Let's have a meal first. I'll go to the study to wait for someone." Zhou Mu gave the butler a blank look and scolded him.

For some ministers, fighting for the country was for the Ming Dynasty, and for the Zhu family's ancestors, the country. Zhou Mubai didn't care about this nonsense. The emperor actually cared about his pedantic literati, who married his wife and had sons. For Zhou Mubai, a half-baked scholar, he was really too long. But now, Zhou Mubai suddenly became enthusiastic about the local affairs of the country. The reason was very simple. In the past, fighting for the country was not good for Zhou Mubai. But now it is different. It is said that when the emperor was tired in the palace, he would always call his niece Zhou Xueer and a woman named Qu. Obviously, the emperor was very close to his niece and the Qu family. If he forced the emperor to be the queen and the concubine at this time, then his niece would probably be either the queen or the imperial concubine.

Royal relatives! Zhou Mubai was so excited that his hands were trembling with his teacup. His niece became a mother of the world. He was rich and rich, and could not enjoy the silk and satin. She would be either the prince or the prince when she gave birth to her son in the future. Although she was in a high position, she was afraid that she would be beaten up one day because her foundation was too shallow. But now it is different. Not only did he become a relative of the emperor, but he was also likely to be awarded the title. The descendants could not enjoy the title. "Hehe, Old Man Mu, Old Man Yang. Aren't you going to compete for the foundation of the country? OK. Zhou asked you to compete for the foundation of this country for me." Zhou Mubai smiled and lay comfortably on the chair of the Grand Master. Half-squinted and recovered. Wait for a while. His two confidants would come in. At that time, he would give in-person advice. After tomorrow, it would be another good show.

In the early morning, Zhu Jun sat in the high palace. He caressed the imperial desk in a refreshing spirit and glanced at the court officials standing on his squad. He said aloud: "My dear friends, do you have any idea to report?"

"I have a memorial." Yang Side stood up and said, "The emperor has recently been in northern Myanmar and the construction of the road may be delayed for several days. The apology of the provincial governor of the northern Myanmar Province has been handed over to the cabinet. I hope the emperor will be given a few days to work overnight after the heavy rain. The construction of the road for the emperor is built and benefiting the country."

"Accurate!" Zhu Jun said cleanly.

"Emperor." Zhao Wending, the Minister of Justice, and Grand Secretary Zhou, who was standing in the front row, looked at each other and stood up with an ivory pick: "I have a concern in my heart, and I can't help but feel it in my heart. The emperor is good at planning and can make a decision. I also ask the emperor to be able to solve the doubts for the minister."

Zhu Jun's face was slightly lowered. This is a common plot for civil officials to advise. First, he made indirect attacks, then he stepped into the topic, and then pointed out what you are bad and where should you correct it. Zhu Jun didn't know what this guy wanted to advise, so he said in a deep voice: "I am rich in the world, and the lord of all things in the world. I dare to ask, the Ming Dynasty needs a monarch who governs the world like this, and all things in the world need the emperor to be powerful, but can the emperor really control the world for thousands of years? In this case, there is no crown prince in the country. If His Majesty personally attacks the northern expedition in the future, who will supervise the country? The emperor, the country has no crown prince, and the world is unstable. This is not just an empty talk. I beg the emperor to establish the central palace and get a dragon son long ago to protect the country and the country of the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Jun's face turned dark. It's only a few months since the local affairs of the country. It has finally diverted the attention of the ministers. This bastard named Zhao came out to disrupt the situation again. However, Zhu Jun really has no choice but to use such a person. He is not Zhu Yuanzhang or Zhu Di. He really can't do such a friend who cuts the heads of the ministers.

"I say it again, this is my family matter. Mr. Zhao, please step down, I have my own opinions." Zhu Jun forced himself to hold back the dark fire and said sternly.

The atmosphere in the entire palace became subtle. Mu Tianbo and Yang Side, who were standing first, looked at each other and felt strange about Mr. Zhao's sudden introduction to the country's foundation. Logically speaking, Zhao Wending was an official of Zhou Mubai's group, and Zhou Mubai has never been very enthusiastic about the country's foundation.

Zhou Mubai has always been insidious and cunning, and he has made many tricks. Mu Tianbo couldn't help but feel a little alert. He decided to wait and see the fire from the other side of the river to see what the person surnamed Zhou is playing.

"The emperor's family affairs are state affairs, and the establishment of a crown prince is even more related to our Ming Dynasty. How can the emperor shirk responsibility? I will discuss with Lord Zhao."

Zhao Wending's request was like a huge rock pouring into the calm lake, which immediately caused a stir. At this time, some young and powerful officials from the Mu Group who were not very politically wise had already stood up and made suggestions.

"Emperor, the crown prince is the foundation of the country. If the emperor does not establish a crown prince, what should the Ming Dynasty do if there is a change? Who should inherit the throne of the country?"

"The emperor is now strong in R&F this year, if..."

"Emperor, I knelt under this palace today, and I only ask the emperor to prevail the country and establish the central palace. If the emperor does not agree, I will never get up."

"Your Majesty..."

Zhou Mubai looked at the scene in the hall murmly and felt very proud. Now there are more than a dozen officials from the group who advised the emperor Mu Tianbo. Although these are all small shrimps, most of them are young and strong officials of a young age. When the emperor is furious, will that guy Mu Tianbo, as the big tree of these officials, stand up to protect them?

This is called leading a snake out of the hole. First, lead a group of small shrimps out. After the small shrimps cause trouble, the old guys behind him will naturally stand up to protect these small shrimps. At that time, they will have to argue with the emperor. Zhou Mubai just needs to watch the show.

Zhu Jun's face was completely dark. This kind of bad asshole was entangled by these officials for so long, and now it has been raised again. In fact, it was not that Zhu Jun did not want to establish a queen, but that was just the rebellious mentality in his heart was caused by a group of old men. A dignified emperor was forced to get married and have children. Wouldn't it be a big joke if it was a mess? Zhu Jun was so angry that he was about to slap the table. The official who pointed the halberd and pointed his highness said angrily: "Are I the emperor or are you the emperor? Come on, drag them out of the hall and beat me hard, and you are not allowed to be sympathetic."

The scepter? From the moment these two words came out of Zhu Jun's mouth, the eyes of the officials who were kneeling in the hall to advise him were lit. This is a court stick. As long as he was beaten, each of them would immediately become famous all over the world and be famous for their courage to fight for the court. Death is something that everyone fears, but just a few slaps on their butts can be famous for the eternal period. This deal is worth it.

In the history of the Ming Dynasty, no matter whether the court discussed the matter was right or wrong, there were many people who took the risk of defrauding the court's rod.

The officials who gave the advice immediately straightened their waists and looked at the new emperor above the Dan Hall with signs of Wei Zheng possession.

With an order, the general of the temple town had already brought dozens of guards into the hall to get people. At this time, Mu Tianbo smiled bitterly on his face and walked out of the class: "Your Majesty, wait."
Chapter completed!