Another World Da Ming: I use a hundred lives to become holy

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"Mr. Li, this small wooden square is the last assignment left by our personally appointed tutor for Prince Gao Xu, who is about to go to sea, and is also his direct disciple."

"They asked him to build it at will every day, but it had to be high and stable, and to dismantle it at will, but it had to be guaranteed not to collapse."

"The people in the Zhao Mansion are not simple. No matter how we match them, I feel that only this square cone shape is the most stable and the highest. I also feel that there is another metaphor in it."

"Mr. Li, what do you think?"

As Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang spoke, he moved to the square cones he had just stacked and randomly pulled out a piece from the bottom. The entire square cone instantly fell apart and collapsed into chaos.

Looking at the emperor who was facing him silently, Li Shan tried to understand the hidden meaning in his words. Then he looked at the pair of small squares that had been restored to their original mess, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

However, this sigh was not directed at the homework left by Zhao Zheng, but at Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang.

You have to answer this question carefully.

But first, I have to think carefully and summarize what the Zhao family has been doing during this period...

Ever since the new patriarch took office, rumors of factions within the Zhao Mansion have gradually become a consensus among the entire Sun-Moon Dynasty's court officials.

However, no one knew how the news came out.

The Zhao family would not speak nonsense on their own.

Then there is only one possibility...

But how could the Zhao family make the emperor, a suspicious person in power, trust them so thoroughly?

Obviously, they have the potential to be extremely rebellious.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for the emperor in front of him to believe it easily.

But then he thought of the fact that the Zhao Mansion had been short of staff every year over the years.

Are there really such a group of people in the world who are willing to sacrifice themselves for an uncertain ideal?

Soon, he put this impossible idea behind his mind, just like Lao Zhu did at the beginning.

He thought again, if the old people in the mansion who adhered to the same faction died, and those who were outside were still outside, from this point of view, it was also possible.

After all, the Zhao family is famous for their stubbornness. Otherwise, if they were not so stubborn when they sent out the ministers to manage the Zhuohe River, the influence of the Zhao family should have spread to at least the two major provinces of the North and South Rivers...

But if it weren't for this, the Zhao Mansion wouldn't have become what it is today. Who in the world wouldn't feel sorry for it, just like his mansion, with only a precarious self.

The so-called factions in the court had already fallen apart under the emperor's iron fist...

"Sir, I would like to ask you a question."

Instead of answering himself, he asked himself a question? Emperor Zhu Chongba showed surprise on his face. He didn't know how rich Li Shan's psychological activities were. He just felt as if he had returned to the time when he founded the country and conquered the world.

But the difference is that he is no longer the original Zhu Yuanzhang, but this is also quite interesting.

"Mr. Li, please speak!"

"Did the Grand Master assign this assignment only to Prince Yan?"

"Gao Xu is his only direct disciple. Our good grandson is just a student, so it's natural to distinguish between public and private."

When Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang answered this question, his expression was very calm, as if there was really no fluctuation in his heart.

Now in the court, many people have forgotten about it, but Li Shan happened to be unaware of it. He still clearly remembered that this was the most emotional expression of Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang.

It just so happens that he has a solution.

"Did the Grand Master ask the Prince of Yan not to tell anyone else about this?"

"..."

When Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he still had no expression, but he was not able to give an answer as quickly as before.

"That's not there."

After this sentence was uttered, Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang also understood.

But, there is still a step to go.

“In a high position, the officials of the Zhao Mansion are no different from other officials. They are paranoid and arrogant, but not conceited. They only do things based on their own schemes.”

"I think, given that the Crown Prince's tutor has an eye disease, he probably wants to use someone else's hand to prove that he can still play a role and doesn't want to be trapped in the capital."

Li Shan spoke well of Zhao Zheng.

In the past, anyone who said this would be noted down in Old Zhu’s little notebook.

But now, it just happened to flatter him.

"What about Mr. Li?"

Unfortunately, Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang was still the same Zhu Yuanzhang, and the target was turned again with just one sentence.

"I have the intention, but I am really powerless."

Li Shan’s choice was to answer frankly.

As expected, Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang just looked at him silently for a few seconds, and then turned his attention back to the pile of wood.

"Mr. Li, let's get back to this pile of wood."

"That Taisun Tutor is just like those officials in the Zhao Palace. They boast about being noble and think they are so great every day, and they always come up with some puzzles."

"Can't you just submit a memorial to us and explain the reason?"

Listening to Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang's scolding, Li Shan felt completely relieved.

"When you first conquered the country, weren't you unwilling to accept the gift from the Ming King?"

"Hahaha! Of course. I built this empire myself, so it's even better...hahaha!"

Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang laughed first, then fell silent, and then laughed again.

Whether the gift really existed or not, only this group of old subordinates knew the details, but the history books did record these two words.

Seeing Li Shan's understanding, Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang finally removed the last bit of his guard against him.

"From our perspective, this pile of wooden strips represents the people of the world, and when they are piled into a cone, they represent the world today. This Taisun Master wants to teach us a lesson!"

"Your Majesty is wise. After much thought, I feel that there is no better way to stack them than in the shape of a square cone."

Li Shan is a professional at flattering the emperor.

The deeper meaning of this made Lao Zhu unable to hold back his laughter again.

Yes, a pile of small wooden squares, without any external objects, needs to be high and stable. What other ways of stacking can be more reasonable than the shape of a square cone.

"My dear Zhao, my dear Zhao! Who could have thought that your bigotry at that time would be changed by your own clansmen now!"

Old Zhu was so happy that he even understood a knot in his heart.

"But this Taisunfu also has some skills. He can extract as much as he wants but it can't collapse. If he pulls some of the upper part, it will at most become shorter. If he pulls to the bottom, no matter how careful he is, it will collapse in the end."

“The way to govern the world lies in this!”

Li Shan, naturally, laughed along, and then finally got his freedom.

"The Supreme Saint is wise!"

"Wang Ban, use our dragon chariot to send Mr. Li back to the palace! Mr. Li, the former Wu Palace, we will send you! You can't refuse! If you miss us, you can stay closer!"

"Thank you for the gift!"

The original Wu Wang Palace was in Yangzhou, close to the capital.

But no matter how close it is, it is not the capital!

Moreover, according to his planning, the Sun-Moon Dynasty has expanded its territory to an unknown extent, and the capital is located in the south, so it will not last long!

So he agreed decisively, without any reluctance, which made Lao Zhu feel relieved.

After all, it's easy to leave a good reputation for yourself, why would you refuse such a good thing?

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"Duke Li, congratulations!"

"Congratulations, Chief Steward Wang!"

"You are so polite, Duke. I don't know why I am so happy."

"The King of Yan's ironclad warship has been launched, and the imperial power has no more branches. How can this not be a great joy to the King?"

The two old men looked at each other and smiled.

The dragon chariot left the ground again, but it no longer carried any passengers on the return journey.

The wood of Jiu Zu quality combined with the mortise and tenon craftsmanship of Jiu Zu level, using external objects but without mixing any of them in, is stable and goes towards the palace with its back to the setting sun.

After he left, the crowds gathered again wherever he passed.