Zhu Gaochi was stunned.

Looking at Zhu Zhanji with a confused look on his face, he said:

"Zhanji, what does this mean?"

When Zhu Zhanji heard his silly father ask, he smiled and said:

"Dad, let me ask you a few questions."

Without waiting for Zhu Gaochi to reply, Zhu Zhanji asked:

"This cement can solidify sand into stone, and the stone will last for thousands of years, right?"

Zhu Gaochi nodded: "That's what you said!"

Zhu Zhanji continued to ask: "Then the cement road in front of you is the first cement road in ancient times, right? It will be passed down to future generations, right?"

"This has never appeared before. If it is indeed incorruptible for thousands of years, it is not impossible for it to be passed down!"

Zhu Gaochi nodded first, and then said in confusion: "But does this have anything to do with the handprints and footprints?"

"Of course there is!"

Zhu Zhanji raised his chin and then said: "The prince and grandson left a footprint and two handprints on the first cement road in history. Do you think this kind of thing will be very memorable after it is passed down to future generations?"

When people pass by this road, will they also think of this unconsciously?"

"this………"

Zhu Gaochi was stunned when he heard Zhu Zhanji's explanation.

Then his small eyes, which were a little smaller due to his chubby face, immediately lit up.

Subconsciously, I looked at the two handprints and footprints on the ground, and there was a hint of eagerness in my eyes.

Zhou Chen and Gu Zuo on the side were also stunned when they heard Zhu Zhanji's explanation.

Then both of their faces showed a look of regret almost at the same time.

Leaving a mark on such a monumental place as the first cement road in history, and if the cement road is solidified into stone, if it does not decay for thousands of years, what is the difference between this kind of thing and being a celebrity forever?

The two of them can almost imagine that once this incident is passed down, everyone who sets foot on this road in the future will definitely think of the first incident in history between His Royal Highness the Prince and His Highness Taisun from Yifeng Gate to the Yangtze River Wharf in the twelfth year of Yongle.

There are two handprints and footprints left on a cement road, right?

And if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Highness the Grand Sun both ascend the throne and become emperors in the future.

Then these two handprints and footprints...

When the two of them thought of this, they felt like their stomachs almost turned green with regret.

What made the two of them regret even more was why they hadn't thought of this in advance. If they had thought of this earlier, wouldn't it have easily left a mark for any reason?

Won't he leave his name with the two future emperors by then?

Or, simply write a poem, so that not only can the name be left behind, but the poems can also be passed down.

No matter how bad it is, as the person in charge of the cement road, it’s okay to leave a few words, right?

But now His Highness the Grandson has explained what he said, and it is obviously impossible to do it again. They are still very self-aware. Since the Prince and Grandson have left their handprints and footprints, without the consent of the two of them, there will naturally be no more of them here.

Unless it's another prince or the emperor, it's pretty much the same position.

Thinking of this, the two of them looked at each other, with some inexplicable looks flashing in their eyes.

After all, what is being built now is only the first cement road, and there will be a second and third one in the future. If it doesn't work, don't we have to rebuild the dilapidated houses in the civilian areas?

Although I can't leave my name with the two future emperors like now, at least I have a place to leave my name.

Zhu Zhanji didn't know that his sudden whim would directly lead to a strange phenomenon in Ming Dynasty. Every time a new cement building appeared, someone would immediately leave some names or other poems on the corners.

Seeing the handprints and footprints on the road at this time, Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but feel a little bit evil in his heart.

I don’t know that these two handprints and footprints were passed down to later generations, when they were discovered by later generations.

I wonder if this place will be regarded as a place for internet celebrities to check in?

At that time, a group of people were holding their mobile phones and marking the fingerprints they left with their hands.

Thinking of these, these pictures would pop up in his mind for no reason.

Zhu Gaochi didn't know what his son was thinking. He was thinking the same thing as Zhou Chen and Gu Zuo. He was wondering whether he should leave a few words or poems on this cement road?

But similarly, after being pointed out by Zhu Zhanji, he was too embarrassed to take the initiative to speak out, otherwise it would appear to be a bit deliberate.

When he was thinking about what kind of reason to use, Zhou Chen seemed to have read his thoughts and suggested:

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness the Grand Sun, today is the day when the first cement road in history is built. Why don't you two Highnesses take this opportunity to leave a few words here to warn future generations?"

"this………"

When Zhu Gaochi heard Zhou Chen's words, his heart flashed in his eyes, but he couldn't agree directly, so he was a little confused for a while.

Zhu Zhanji, who was on the side, couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw the stupid father's expression of refusing to welcome him.

Then he thought about it, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, walked to the side and found a branch, picked it up and started writing.

Since being despised by Xia Yuanji and Silly Dad last time, Zhu Zhanji has been practicing Chinese calligraphy frequently recently. Although he is not a master of Chinese characters, he has some rhyme and seems to be full of aura.

This is also the reason why Zhu Zhanji dared to write it directly. After all, if this kind of place is well written, it will be called a celebrity through the ages. If it is not written well, it will be a scene of overturning.

Zhu Gaochi on the side saw that his son had already written it. While he was a little envious, he subconsciously read out what Zhu Zhanji had written:

"There are thousands of roads, safety is the first priority. If driving is irregular, relatives will burst into tears!"

Zhu Gaochi: "..."

Seeing what his son had written, Zhu Gaochi blinked his eyes and couldn't help but said: "You kid, just write if I ask you to write. What is this writing? It's not clear and white. What is irregular driving? Tears of relatives."

Two lines! This cement road has just been built, so I wrote such an unlucky word, please erase it immediately."

Zhu Zhanji glanced at Silly Dad and said with a smile: "You just don't understand this at first glance. I'm just trying to warn future generations, okay?"

"You can't write warnings like this!"

Zhu Gaochi said unhappy, and as he spoke, he took the branch in Zhu Zhanji's hand and crossed out the words on the ground.

Zhu Zhanji curled his lips, thought for a while, then called a craftsman and asked him to smooth the words on the ground.

Seeing the satisfied smile on Zhu Gaochi's face, Zhu Zhanji wrote two more lines of characters:

"The two sides split the dead end, and cut off the roots."

After writing, Zhu Zhanji showed a bit of pride on his face, then looked at Zhu Gaochi and said with a smile: "How about it, Dad, should this sentence be enough?"

Zhu Gaochi: "..."

"You kid, why do you still want to cheat your father?"

Zhu Gaochi stared at what Zhu Zhanji had written. If he hadn't been following Emperor Taizu since childhood, he might have fallen into Zhu Zhanji's trap.

"Don't you know that my great-grandpa is very optimistic about you? You also know my great-grandpa very well, so why do you ask me?"

Zhu Zhanji smiled and didn't take it seriously.

This sentence is not a poem, to be precise, it is actually a couplet, written by my great-grandfather for a butcher.

Originally, I just saw that the butcher did not post Spring Festival couplets during the New Year, and felt that it was not festive, so I wrote such a couplet myself.

But I have to say that although Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty did not read many books when he was a child, his talent and hard work are worthy of recognition.

This couplet not only reads smoothly, but is also very majestic.

When I first read it and combined this couplet to write the background of a butcher, I felt as if I saw a lifelike butcher slaughtering livestock with knives in both hands.

But combined with Zhu Yuanzhang's experience, it is not difficult to see that this is not a portrayal of Zhu Yuanzhang himself.

Relying on a pair of hands and a knife, he conquered the Ming Dynasty. These words are filled with pride and emotion.

So when Zhu Zhanji wrote this sentence here, it was actually not random.

What he is doing now is, in another sense, using his hands to split a road of life and death in the future of the Ming Dynasty? Cutting off the foundation of right and wrong for future generations.

Zhu Gaochi didn't know the deep meaning of Zhu Zhanji's words. He just thought that his son wanted to trick him, and he felt that the probability of this was not small. It was not the first time that he was tricked by his son.

I feel that this cheating son cannot be dealt with.

He glanced at Zhu Zhanji dully and said nothing.

The main thing was what Zhu Zhanji wrote, and he couldn't find the right words to juxtapose it for a while.

After all, the son used Emperor Taizu’s words, so he couldn’t possibly use other people’s words, right?

Isn't this slandering Emperor Taizu?

Zhu Zhanji didn't expect this at first. When he saw that his silly father didn't write, he was stunned for a moment before he realized it. Then he tried with some embarrassment: "Um, Dad, how about I change the sentence?"

Zhu Gaochi rolled his eyes at Zhu Zhanji, and he changed his hammer. If word of this spreads, others may not know how to arrange him.

Ask the attendant on the side to get some water and wash the cement off your hands.

Seeing this, Zhu Zhanji also washed it. Cement is a strongly alkaline substance. Although a small amount of contact has no effect, long-term contact will still cause some damage to the skin and can easily cause peeling.

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To be continued...