Chapter: 37

"Then Mr. Jiang thinks that Emperor Yongle's second son will be able to become emperor in the future?"

Hearing this, Jiang Xinghuo turned over from the pile of straw, looked at Zhu Gaoxu with both eyes, and said mysteriously: "I promised others that I would not tell others about the future. Can you do it like me? ?”

"Of course I can."

Zhu Gaoxu was very excited, waiting for Jiang Xinghuo's answer, even his beard trembled slightly.

"Of course I can."

Jiang Xinghuo turned over again, leaving Zhu Gaoxu in a daze.

In the palace, a grand Mid-Autumn Festival dinner is being held at this time.

After night fell, colorful fireworks bloomed in the sky, and the dazzling light shrouded the entire palace in brilliance.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, which was originally a day for family reunion and happy gatherings. However, on such a festive day, many people are not as relaxed as they appear on the outside.

The eldest prince Zhu Gaochi held the hand of the eldest grandson Zhu Zhanji, and sat under Emperor Yongle's left hand, while on the right side of Yongle Emperor sat Empress Xu, and the position under the right hand of Emperor Yongle and Empress Xu was empty. no one.

And further down, there are the feudal lords and some princes, princes, and envoys representing the vassals.

The civil and military officials sat down in two rows on the left and right. The leader of the hundreds of officials was Li Jinglong, Duke of Cao, and the leader of the generals on the right was Qiu Fu, Duke of Qi.

"Go and say hello to your grandpa later, do you understand?"

Zhu Gaochi's fat body was sitting there like a simple and honest bear. He held his son Zhu Zhanji in his arms and whispered to his ear.

"Um!"

Zhu Zhanji nodded vigorously, there was no tension on his small face.

The eldest prince Zhu Gaochi knows very well that the "good grandson" is his very important basis for fighting for the throne, so he usually protects Zhu Zhanji very well and takes care of him personally, and will never let his son repeat the Hongwu Dynasty's grandson Zhu Xiongying mistakes.

And just when Zhu Zhanji had a smile on his face and was about to run towards Emperor Yong Le and Empress Xu, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The third uncle Zhu Gaosui, who was wearing a bullfighting uniform, said hello to Ma He, who was standing behind Emperor Yong Le, and walked quickly to Zhu Di's side to say something.

The little Zhu Zhanji stood awkwardly beside Emperor Yong Le, but luckily he reacted quickly, ran two quick steps, and ran into the arms of Empress Xu who was beckoning to him.

After Emperor Yong Le heard this, he clapped his hands, and the clan, relatives, civil and military ministers who were talking all raised their heads in silence.

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, a day for family reunion."

This is a formal state banquet. Zhu Di is dressed very formally. He wears the Jinbo Mountain Tongtian Crown on his head, his hair is tied with jade hairpins, he wears a crimson gauze robe that hangs down to his knees, a leather belt and a ribbon around his waist, and he wears white socks and black boots. .

Following Zhu Di's speech, the scene of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was suddenly silent.

"Unfortunately, there are some people who have not been able to see this reunion day."

After all, Zhu Di stood up holding the wine cup in both hands.

At this moment, Zhu Di was completely different from the one who stood upright when he was talking to Dao Yan in the Great Heavenly Realm Temple.

Zhu Di looked around in contempt, with a convincing imperial arrogance that no one dared to look at him.

To the surprise of all the ministers, Zhu Di raised his sleeves and bent over, pouring wine on the ground.

"The first glass of wine is a toast to the soldiers who died heroically in order to quell the national calamity during the four-year Jingnan campaign."