Forbidden City, outside Fengtian Hall.

Lao Zhu crouched slightly, leaning on his jade staff, looking at the rolling thunderclouds in the sky.

There was joyful anticipation in his eyes.

Boom... boom!

The moment thunder rang out, it rained heavily.

"Your Majesty, please go into the palace to avoid the wind and rain."

The old eunuch who was following him quickly shouted.

Lao Zhu didn't care at all. He didn't care about the bloodshed on the battlefield in his early years. He didn't care about the wind and rain.

He smiled and laughed heartily.

"God bless the Ming Dynasty."

"This boy, Xiongying, is blessed by heaven and will definitely inherit our great rule, so that the glory of the Ming Dynasty will not be inferior to that of the Han and Tang Dynasties!"

Lao Zhu sighed.

Of course, he did not associate this matter with Archmage Zhu Xiongying's efforts at all, even though Song Zhong beside him told Lao Zhu every detail of Zhu Xiongying's sexual maneuvers outside the Palace of Eternal Life.

Lao Zhu only thought that this was because Zhu Xiongying had moved God, which further confirmed Zhu Xiongying's identity as the chosen son.

In ancient times, superstition was fundamental, and the emperor was bound to be superstitious, especially an emperor who had peasant genes engraved in his bones.

"The imperial grandson has received the favor of heaven, and the rain has fallen from the sky. I hereby announce it to the world."

"Let's see who dares to gossip outside."

"Call Xiongying here. This bastard has been busy all day long. He hasn't come to say hello to us for half a month."

………………

In the East Palace, Zhu Biao was leaning on the sickbed.

Looking out the window at the wind and rain, he frowned slightly.

In Zhu Biao's view, this storm helped Zhu Xiongying overcome the prestige crisis on his first day in prison, but this was just good luck. People cannot always be lucky.

To be a king, what you need is true talent and practical learning.

"Come."

The power of speaking is weak.

Lu, who was guarding the bedside, quickly came closer.

"Yunwen has been studious since childhood and has a calm temperament."

"According to the emperor's decree, Yunwen was ordered to go to Taisun's Mansion to assist Taisun in managing the government."

As the words came out, Lu's eyes flashed with surprise, but she still had to pretend, and whispered in a low voice.

"Your Highness, there may be something wrong with this matter, please let him..."

"On my father's side, Gu Hui wrote a booklet. My father also knows Yun Wen's temperament, so he won't refuse if he thinks about it."

After Zhu Biao finished speaking, he coughed violently.

A mouthful of old blood sprayed all over his hand. Mr. Lu next to him was not surprised, but he still looked panicked and worried, and kept calling for the imperial doctor.

After coughing up blood, Zhu Biao took a deep breath and sighed in his heart.

'Xiong Ying's mother and concubine passed away at an early age. I have been busy assisting my father in handling political affairs for many years, and I have no time to teach him. Especially after Xiong Ying was appointed grandson and moved out of the East Palace, I neglected to discipline him, which led to his violent temper.

His habits are arrogant, and he even pursues the so-called nonsense of cultivating immortality and immortality.'

"Nothing in state affairs is trivial, and you need someone with a calm personality to advise you."

'After the hero's temper has calmed down and he ascends the throne, Yunwen can be allowed to take over the vassal state.'

'well…'

When Lu saw Zhu Biao sighing after coughing up blood, she thought Zhu Biao was dissatisfied with Zhu Xiongying, and she became even more happy.

………………

Honglu Temple.

It was raining heavily, and there was a chaos of people coming and going, everyone was busy chasing the messenger.

However, most of them can't be chased. After all, when they sent people away, they always added the phrase "eight hundred miles urgently". How heroic they were when they said "urgent", but how embarrassed they are now.

The room of King Ning’s envoy.

‘His Royal Highness Prince Ning gave me a lesson.

Just after the last letter was sent, it suddenly started to rain heavily in the capital. However, this was just a change in the weather and the emperor's grandson was just lucky...

Your Highness, with his great talent and strategy, will surely accomplish great things!

Your Majesty, Wang Yanqing, bows his head and bows.’

After writing the letter, Wang Yanqing took a long breath, summoned his men, and rushed the letter out nine hundred miles away.

The house of Zhu Shangbing, the eldest son of King Qin.

‘Father, please honor me and keep your body safe.

I have been in Beijing for half a month and have found out clearly that Zhu Xiongying is a idiot who only wants to live forever. Both the emperor and the prince are in extremely poor health and may collapse at any time...

The father and the prince are both the legitimate sons of Empress Gao, why should they be treated like this...

now……

The people in the court are unstable. This is a great opportunity. My father must not hesitate.

Yours truly, Zhu Shangbing.’

After finishing the letter, Zhu Shangbing blew the paper, his eyes showing the same violent look as his father Zhu Ping.

His mother-in-law was Deng, the second concubine of Qin King Zhu Chong. Like Zhu Chong, Deng was a perverted personality. She would skin and cramp people from time to time as a little game.

Lao Zhu's comment to the two couples was that they were "ignorant of human affairs and as stupid as animals."

Later, it happened that Zhu Xi helped Deng wear the queen's clothes, and Deng was sentenced to death by Lao Zhu.

Since then, Zhu Shangbing hated Lao Zhu deeply.

After Zhu Shangbing finished writing the letter, he stood up. Beside the bed behind him, there was a half-clothed woman covered in bruises, with a chain around her neck, and her eyes were full of fear.

The son raised by two perverts is naturally a pervert, or even a double pervert.

The house next door.

The arrogant layman is also writing vigorously.

'Father, it's raining in Yingtian Mansion. That boy Zhu Xiongying is so damn lucky, but good luck is useless. He is just a fool who only cares about cultivating immortality. The child is planning to go to Taisun Mansion again in the next two days...

…'

………………

Emperor Taisun's Mansion, Palace of Eternal Life.

'Task 2: Completed.'

‘Task three: catch a koi with a straight hook fishing rod, time limit is 12 hours.’

Zhu Xiongying sat on the sofa chair, Wen Yun beside him fed him grapes, and Wen Yu behind him squeezed his shoulders.

He is also very familiar with this task three.

Cultivation of immortals, to put it bluntly, means cultivating one’s body, cultivating one’s mind, cultivating one’s spirit, and cultivating merit. Among them, fishing means cultivating one’s mind. You see, isn’t that what Jiang Taigong is like?

After years of calculations, it usually takes 8-10 hours of fishing to complete this task. Of course, there are also times when you are lucky, and the fastest one only took 30 minutes.

However, everything must be based on the worst plan. In other words, for Zhu Xiongying, only two hours in the next 12 hours will be free time.

It was the beginning of Shenshi, and fishing would start at Youshi at the latest, and then it would be a long night. Thinking of this, Zhu Xiongying was a little desperate.

Why is it so difficult to get some sleep? If I had known, I wouldn't have completed task two so early.

In front of him, San Yang was carefully grading the memorial.

Although the three people said nothing, they were full of doubts in their hearts.

Did His Highness Taisun really ask for this rain in the capital?

Say yes.

Their Sanyi pen and ink told them that this was impossible.

Say no.

But the trick His Highness the Grand Sun played just now looked very professional!

At this moment, eunuch Xiaobao quickly entered the palace.

"His Royal Highness, Zheng Yiling, the Minister of Rites, led the three readers to request an audience."
To be continued...