bookcurios Chapter 190 "My Grandfather Zhu Yuanzhang"
Chapter 190 "My Grandfather Zhu Yuanzhang"
The first impression one gets is from her clothes and appearance. Both Xu and the somewhat surprised Zhu Di were very satisfied with Xiao Zhang as their daughter-in-law.
She first grasped the word "xing" in virtue.
Xu did not make things difficult for him. She accepted the gifts and wine very kindly, and turned the rules she should have established into her expectations and blessings for the future.
Her kind and gentle appearance makes it impossible to associate her with the strong-willed princess who had the upper hand over Zhu Di and controlled the Prince of Yan's Mansion.
Zhang Zhiwei felt honored to have such a mother-in-law.
We are getting married in Nanjing City. Tomorrow, I will not return home but go to the palace.
The first is to see "My Grandfather Zhu Yuanzhang", and the second is to worship in the Taimiao, commonly known as "temple meeting".
Since she is not even the Crown Prince's Consort, the etiquette of this trip is not too complicated. Basically, she just needs to be a mute who can kowtow.
Now that the ceremony of paying respects to my uncle and aunt is over, I can go back and rest.
Taskers A and C are both in Peking. If the two concubines could consume each other, Xu would probably drag her to play cards in Shuntian Mansion for a few more days.
For the men in Prince Yan's Mansion, returning to Beijing is not a rest, but a war away from home.
In recent years, Prince of Yan Zhu Di has become increasingly powerful. He has to be humble and cautious in front of Zhu Yuanzhang. He has to be humble and submissive to his nephew who is only one year older than his son, and ignore the sarcasm from others.
It is indeed... infuriating.
However, being caught in the middle is a common occurrence for Maitreya Buddha.
He is still happily busy, studying, and slowly doing the work that only he can do.
Zhu Gaochi seemed to be born with knowledge and made the best choice for his own development.
Having a strong and authoritative father seems to be a way out, but complementary relationship is also a way out.
From a consequential perspective, complementarity is the most correct.
This great nation of the world will be broken up if it is handed over to the King of Han.
After helping Zhang Zhiwei back into the house, Maitreya Buddha fiddled with his fingers under his sleeves, smacked his lips and explained apologetically and helplessly,
"Zhiwei, I have to go to the front to take care of some things, otherwise I will have a hard time explaining myself if my grandfather asks about it when he goes to the palace tomorrow.
But I'm sorry to ask you to play in the yard by yourself for a while. Don't feel uncomfortable.
I'll be back in the evening, let's have dinner together."
This authentic northern accent made Zhang Zhiwei, who had spoken softly for many years, laugh.
She responded in a somewhat stiff imitation,
"Don't worry, Nangong, I will have fun by myself. I won't feel uncomfortable. I'll wait for you to come back and have dinner together~"
"well.
Then I’m leaving.”
He said he was going to leave, but his legs didn't move at all.
Seeing his little thoughts, Zhang Zhiwei came to his side, gently raised his hand and gave him a simple hug, "Go soon, come back soon, I'll wait for you to come back and play together~"
The suppressed longing and playfulness, the shyness and embarrassment written on his face, this kind of emotion that was almost restrained but about to burst out, made Zhu Gaochi a little overwhelmed.
He chuckled and patted Zhang Zhiwei's hand, as if asking her to take care, before walking away, looking back every few steps.
What I know is that he went to the study in the front yard.
If you don’t know, you might think it’s a warrior going to war.
……
Zhang Zhiwei stood at the gate of the yard, watching the fat boy's chubby back disappear around the corner.
She looked at the place where the figure no longer appeared for half a cup of tea, then turned around and sighed with some melancholy, and then was supported by the maid beside her and returned to the room to rest.
She and Zhu Gaochi really had a deep affection for each other.
Details cannot be faked.
All the observers came to this conclusion.
Back inside the house, puppeteer Awei comes online.
In the future, prepare clothes and jewelry in pairs so that there will be no mistakes.
Controlling the naked puppet, practicing her old steps, in this inner hall where light and shadow could not penetrate, every move in the room had a sense of weirdness and horror.
"In terms of demeanor, he's still a little dull."
The previous time when the puppet went crazy in Yongshou Palace, she had attached her own consciousness to the puppet.
Although she personally experienced the feeling of death in an explosion, it cast a shadow on Guarjia Bosile that she would never be able to get over for the rest of her life.
This trick is useful, but it will put the "main body" in danger.
But she was far from reaching the state of 'distraction' and could only perform more delicate micro-manipulation by adding 'threads'.
In addition, how can we make the puppets have their own voices?
Or... is this flaw left intentionally... to create a real and fake Zhang Zhiwei?
It is hard to imagine that a small cookie like Guo Qing, who is only a little bit sandwiched, can get to this point by relying on "listening to the voice of the heart". If the voice of the heart is just an auxiliary, she must have hidden life-saving skills and weapons.
Cultivation of immortals requires observation of qi and perception. Guo Qing's qi is not weak, and he can sense that she has the potential to threaten his life.
However, she couldn't find a strength comparison chart for the non-immortal cultivation version, which really made her feel helpless and unhappy.
The feeling of Guo Qing's indescribable strength is different from the sense of counteraction with the evil spirit possessed by Ma Qing, who is almost the same type as her.
She knew that Ma Qing was on par with her, and the two strong teams did not care much about home or away games, so she would most likely win.
Therefore, as long as the game is not played on Ma Qingye’s home court, failure can be avoided.
But for someone like Guo Qing, who had no clear reference to strength, Zhang Zhiwei was unable to analyze.
Acting rashly would only put himself in an unfavorable situation. He had to force her to take action first, and the only foolproof strategy was to take action against the puppet.
Speaking of which...
Could it be that the promotion matches don't have to be passed in one go?
If that was the case, then she had too little experience fighting against humans.
This is a disadvantage.
Because others may be able to identify her ability at a glance, but she has to spend a long time to speculate after seeing things...
This time when I go back, I must search carefully in the system mall to see if there is a guide like "System Encyclopedia".
Some blindness and dumbness are enough to suffer once.
If you eat a few more bites, you will be treated like a dog.
……
While manipulating the puppet, Zhang Zhiwei did not forget to play the piano at the same time.
Zhu Gaochi was fond of elegance and was a typical gentleman of the time.
Perhaps it was because of such a king, who really could not be faulted in any major way, that the later generations' ridiculers labeled him as "lustful" based on conjecture. Even the fact that he died suddenly from a heart attack or a cerebral hemorrhage was attached to some erotic and vulgar stories in unofficial history.
Playing the piano was something she was familiar with, but she didn't want to sing songs to accompany it in the short term.
She knows how to play the eight musical instruments: zither, harp, drum, cymbals, pipes, sheng, flute and bell.
He is also proficient in the elegance of music.
When "雅" is used to describe music, it usually does not mean the elegant and leisurely style of the music.
It displays a sense of majesty and ritual, and is often played as a piece of music at court banquets.
It advocates a sense of grandeur and majestic momentum, just like the majestic power of a surging river.
This is considered 'elegant'.
The other kind of "hymn" emphasizes the sense of glory and sublimity.
It emphasizes a superior atmosphere, as if it is the feeling of admiration from the ancestors who sang praises of their merits.
In the music appreciation of the aristocratic class, these two are of the highest rank, and being proficient in either one is enough to be called a master.
As the first of the eight musical instruments, the qin can well combine the two and play them according to the music.
Now, the role she plays is that of a talented beginner who has only mastered the way of "Xiao Ya", waiting for Teacher Pangpang to teach her the way of Daye.
Sure enough, accompanied by the music, Zhu Gaochi returned on time as the sun set.
But his expression was indescribably depressed, just like a big orange dog returning home after losing a battle.
He still kept his hands in his sleeves as usual, and secretly pulled his fingers apart when he was in trouble.
He stood at the door and hesitated for a long time, as if he was adjusting his expression, or as if he was considering whether to be honest.
He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't notice that Zhang Zhiwei's piano playing had stopped long ago, and he was now holding a fan and covering his mouth with his hands, laughing silently.