Daming: At the beginning, recognize Zhu Yuanzhang as grandfather!

Chapter 51 It's him...

Fengtian Temple.

Zhu Yuanzhang threw the memorial on the imperial case lightly, then glanced at some jewelry and silver objects next to him, and then looked at Zhu Yunqi who looked respectful in front of him:
"This is?"

"This is a little thought from my grandson. The disasters in Shandong and Henan are serious, and my grandson can't help much. This is the money and things my grandson has accumulated over the years. I hope I can do my part for the victims!"

"Also, grandson is willing to donate one-third of the offerings from the clan mansion to support the disaster area!"

Zhu Yunqi said sincerely.

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, thinking to himself, you really can't help much, but this intention is good.

So, Zhu Yuanzhang gave Zhu Yunqi an encouraging look.

After Zhu Yunwen received the look, he was immediately elated, and hurriedly said: "My concubine eats vegetarian food in the Buddhist hall every day and prays for the disaster area. This is the Buddhist scripture that my concubine and grandson copied together. I pray that God can bless me!"

With that said, Zhu Yunqi handed over a piece of wrapped yellow cloth.

"Oh?"

Zhu Yuanzhang took it, lifted the yellow cloth and took a look, then smiled and said:
"Yes, he is our good grandson!"

"This is what the grandson should do. The clan is the same as the country. The grandson is useless and can't help much. Now that the Ming Dynasty is in trouble, the grandson can only use a sincere heart, hoping to move the gods and lower down. Wellbeing..."

Zhu Yunwen said eloquently.

Zhu Yuanzhang also listened calmly.

If it was before, Zhu Yuanzhang would definitely be gratified and praise him, but now...

He didn't feel it.

This kid is not bad, but compared with Xiongying, he is a bit far behind.

Although it is true that he took out his savings and offerings and copied the scriptures himself, but to be honest, this is not a drop in the bucket for disaster relief, but his great grandson Xiongying actually solved the problem of disaster relief. The problem of food shortages.

To know this problem, even the entire court, including Zhu Yuanzhang himself, was helpless.

No comparison, no harm!
When Zhu Yuanzhang was thinking, Mr. An walked in lightly and said, "Your Majesty, Mr. Ying is asking to see you!"

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes lit up, and he said hastily, "Quick, let him in!"

After a while, Fu Youde came in with an excited face, and immediately said: "I have seen the emperor!"

Zhu Yuanzhang hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Okay, okay, tell me!"

Fu Youde didn't sit down either, but said with a happy face: "Your Majesty, it's out, the result is out!"

"Mingjing began to sell, only in the capital, and it was sold out every day, and there was no surplus to be shipped to other state capitals. After an overnight inventory at the household department, in just seven days, the silver taels sold by Mingjing..."

Seeing Fu Youde's pause, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes widened immediately: "Don't be a bitch!"

Fu Youde chuckled and said, "In just seven days, 73 taels of silver have been converted! It has already been deposited in the household department!"

"it is good!"

Zhu Yuanzhang slapped the case subconsciously, and the wrinkles on his face softened.

All this did not exceed his expectations, because that day he and his eldest grandson went to see the sale and knew that the money they got would definitely not be a small amount.

On the other hand, Zhu Yunwen was stunned.

The sale of mirrors by the imperial court is very popular, and he has also heard about it, but he did not expect to be able to sell it for so much money, seven 10,000+. As far as he knows, there is not so much silver that can be used by the Ministry of Households.

The hundred taels of silver that I donated just now can't be called a drop in the bucket at all!

At the same time, he secretly regretted it a little bit, knowing that the imperial court was so rich in selling mirrors, they shouldn't have said that they would donate one-third of their offerings just now.

This little money is useless for disaster relief, but it is different for me.

Because there are not many offerings from the clan mansion, it seems that I have to save some money during this time...

At this time, Fu Youde was talking about his excitement, and he didn't notice Zhu Yunqi, he cupped his hands and said: "I congratulate the emperor, congratulations to Daming, you have a great grandson! The grandson of the emperor is indeed the blessing of our Ming Dynasty!"

I?
After hearing Fu Youde's words, Zhu Yunqi was a little dazed.

What's the matter with me, Zhu Yunwen?

Could it be that his sincerity moved Tianxin?
If this is the case, then it is really worth it to donate this little offering!

Good grandson!
Hearing this name, Zhu Yunwen's liver trembled.

Just as Zhu Yunwen was thinking about it, he saw that Zhu Yuanzhang was already smiling, and said with a smile: "Okay, you don't have to talk too much, and quickly allocate these grain funds. The people in the disaster area are waiting! Be sure to hurry up! "

"Sir, obey the order!"

Fu Youde hastily bowed his hands to accept the order, then turned and left...

Looking at the back of Fu Youde leaving, Zhu Yuanzhang still had a smile on his face.

Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang was so happy, Zhu Yunqi also smiled and said: "Congratulations to Grandpa Huang, Grandpa Huang is very kind, and this disaster will surely pass smoothly!"

"Hey what?"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "This is not us..."

In the middle of speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang stopped.

Now is not the time to let them know Xiongying, so as not to cause complications.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang changed the subject and said, "Xuan'er, don't be too concerned about the affairs of the court. The most important thing is to study hard, understand?"

Zhu Yunwen was startled, and immediately replied: "Grandson will follow the teachings of the emperor!"

"Okay, let's go down first!"

"Grandson leave!"

Looking at Zhu Yunqi's back, Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and whispered: "Study hard, it's good..."

……

East Palace.

Zhu Yunwen told Lu Shi everything about his meeting with Zhu Yuanzhang.

When Mrs. Lu heard Fu Youde's praise of his great grandson, his whole eyes lit up.

But she was also puzzled, Fu Youde was from Huaixi's lineage, and logically he should be on Zhu Yunxi's side, why would he suddenly give such a high evaluation to his grandson, that is, his own son?

Is it really just because I took Wen'er to copy Buddhist scriptures and Wen'er donated to worship?

It can only be explained by this.

It was because of the sincere prayers of himself and Wen'er that the old emperor discovered such a god as Ming Jing.

It must be so.

Otherwise, besides Wen'er, who else is the grandson that Fu Youde is talking about?
Thinking of this, Mrs. Lu suddenly looked at Zhu Yunqi with burning eyes, and said, "Xuan'er, before this disaster is over, you must eat fast with your mother every day and worship the Buddha, and sincerely copy the Buddhist scriptures, understand?"

Zhu Yunwen scratched his head: "Mother, is this necessary?"

"Have!"

Mrs. Lu said resolutely: "The disaster is like this, it's all because people don't fix things, and people don't fix things, and God sent the disaster."

"Think about it, this time you followed your mother to eat fast and worship the Buddha, and gods like mirrors descended from the sky. If this disaster can be passed smoothly, your grandpa will still be grateful for the kindness of our mothers?"

Zhu Yunqi nodded in agreement.

Lu asked again: "What else did your grandpa tell you?"

Zhu Yunwen replied: "Before I left, Grandpa Huang said, don't let me care too much about the affairs of the court. The most important thing is to study hard."

"Don't you care too much about court affairs? Study hard?"

Mrs. Lu narrowed her eyes slightly, thinking about this sentence over and over again.

a long time.

The Lu family said leisurely: "Your grandpa was not allowed to study when he was young, but what he valued most was the education of his descendants. Look at how many great Confucians he hired to teach your father and you, so he wants to get the education of your grandpa." Huanxin, studying hard is a must!"

"As for not caring too much about the affairs of the court, I remember that your grandpa once told your father that he would remove all the thorns on the thorn stick and hand it over to the father. Come to think of it, he did the same to you. yours!"

"Really?"

Zhu Yunwen's eyes lit up immediately.

Mrs. Lu smiled: "Of course it is true. How could my concubine lie to you? During this period of time, you should stay in the palace properly, eat fast and worship Buddha, study hard, and don't go see that girl Xu Miaojin again!"

"mother……"

Zhu Yunwen wanted to argue, but was interrupted by Mrs. Lu: "Do you know what kind of woman you marry, your grandpa is happy?"

Zhu Yunwen shook his head.

Lu Shi said: "A woman like your grandma, because your grandpa misses your grandma so much that he must hope that his children and grandchildren can also find such a virtuous woman."

"Oh."

Zhu Yunwen pouted slightly.

Lu continued: "You are about to get married, and your mother is already looking for you, so don't worry about it."

Zhu Yunwen lowered his head, and said in a low voice again...

……

On the other side, the process of producing mirrors has gradually stabilized, and there are also a large number of people guarding there.

Huang Xiongying no longer stayed with Zhuangzi in Jubaoshan.

Staying in the country for a long time will get boring, so Huang Xiongying returned to the bustling Yingtian City.

This is the capital of Ming Dynasty and the most prosperous place in the world.

Chase Street.

Huang Xiongying was dressed in plain clothes, followed by the Guo brothers, wandering all the way to his winery.

According to the Guo brothers, the business of the distillery is very good now, which can be described as making money every day.

Huang Xiongying was very satisfied, both ends were on the right track, he could finally steal half a day's leisure to appreciate the prosperity of the Ming capital.

"Sell sesame seed cakes, sell sesame seed cakes! The emperor eats sesame seed cakes that are said to be delicious! Last time we went to the palace to bake sesame seed cakes for the emperor, and the emperor ate six at one go. At the end, he asked us to add two more. Let's call that admiration." , haha, can you guys beat the emperor?"

A baker was selling sesame seed cakes loudly, attracting a large crowd of people.

Huang Xiongying looked at it, and said in her heart that you are really bold, you dare to arrange for the emperor, if the emperor really hears it, you must put down your stall.

But he doesn't care about these, the emperor is far away from him!
Huang Xiongying walked and watched all the way, this kind of atmosphere full of human fireworks made him like it.

But at this time, not far ahead, there were many people watching something, discussing, and a low sobbing sound could be heard from inside.

Huang Xiongying was also attracted by the crying and approached the crowd.

Surrounded by people, a middle-aged man's corpse was covered by a broken mat.

Next to the corpse, there was a girl kneeling, only seven or eight years old, so small and thin.

The clothes on his body were covered with patches, which could barely cover his body.

One pair of feet was not wearing shoes, and the black soles of the feet were exposed because of kneeling.

Messy hair half covered her face, a pair of small hands kept wiping away the tears flowing from her eyes...

You don't need to ask to know that this little girl is begging to bury her father.

Huang Xiongying had only seen this kind of scene in novels or TV dramas, but seeing it with his own eyes, his heart still skipped a beat.

This is the cruel side of this era.

As the most prosperous capital of the Ming Dynasty, there were still such tragic events as begging to bury his father.

It is not difficult to imagine that there will be more in the disaster area.

This is also the reason why he tried his best to change this era, but in this age of distinct levels, what he can do is limited after all, and can only be done subtly.

He believes that if he can stand in a higher position, even as the old man said, if he is the emperor, he can do more...

Unfortunately, he is not.

At this moment, some people threw copper coins at the little girl.

The child did not speak, but kept kowtowing.

Huang Xiongying cast a look at Guo Zhen beside him.

Guo Zhen understood, took out a small bag of broken silver and threw it in front of the child.

The little girl picked up the small bag of broken silver, held it heavily in her hands, and raised her dark eyes to look at Huang Xiongying, with gratitude in sadness.

At this time, a man dressed as a domestic servant stood up and threw a piece of silver to the little girl, then grinned at the little girl and said: "My master has taken a fancy to you, come with me!"

As he spoke, the servant couldn't help but step forward and pull the little girl up.

The little girl refused and struggled desperately.

But this little girl is no match for the servant, she was picked up in two or three strokes, the servant sneered and said: "It's your blessing to be seen by my master, don't be ignorant!"

The onlookers also shook their heads and sighed. Most of the girls who begged to bury their fathers ended up like this, and they were not used to it.

At this time, a pretty girl wanted to step forward.

However, Guo Zhen, who was closer, took the lead, picked up the piece of broken silver on the ground, weighed it in her hand, and said with a sneer, "I can exchange a few pieces of thin wood for a little girl, and it's your mother's dream." go!"

As he spoke, he threw the money in the servant's face.

pat!

The broken silver hit the servant's face, the pain caused him to put down the girl hastily, covered his face and screamed.

"Fuck you, you dare to hit me?!"

The blood on the servant's face made him look even more ferocious.

As he said that, the servant was about to raise his hand to hit Guo Zhen, but Guo Zhen sneered, and pinched the servant's raised wrist with his big hand.

The servant immediately grinned in pain: "You... ah... let go..."

Guo Zhen pulled her hand harder, and the servant squatted down.

Guo Zhen said: "Tell me, what do you want to do by taking this little girl away?"

The servant bared his teeth and said, "You, let go of your hand first..."

When Guo Zhen let go, she pushed the servant, and the servant rolled to the ground, then struggled to get up and shouted: "Okay! You played well! You managed well! Do you fucking know who bought this girl? "

Guo Zhen raised her eyebrows and said, "Who bought it, tell me."

The servant sneered and said, "This is the house prostitute bought by Master Wang Dequan of Fengluan of Jiaosifang as a gift to Master Li Zengzhi, the former governor of the left army! Let me tell you, Master Li is the younger brother of Cao Guogong, be afraid!"

Guo Zhen looked at Huang Xiongying after hearing the words.

Huang Xiongying stepped forward and looked at the domestic servant: "You just said that this girl is a domestic prostitute for Li Zengzhi?"

The servant raised his head and said, "Why? Don't believe me? If you have the guts, come with me to Li's residence?"

"Ah--"

Huang Xiongying chuckled lightly.

If it was someone else, it might be a little more troublesome, but Li Zengzhi is Li Jinglong's younger brother.

Even if Li Jinglong can be cured, why not his younger brother?
Huang Xiongying said with a smile: "Buying and selling must be done on a first-come-first-served basis. I bought this girl first, and she is mine now. If Li Zengzhi has any objections, let him come to me!"

As he spoke, Huang Xiongying gently picked up the girl, gently helped her straighten the messy hair on her face, and then showed a smile: "Don't be afraid, brother will take you home."

The little girl looked at Huang Xiongying with a pair of black eyes, and nodded in a daze.

Huang Xiongying hugged the girl, and didn't care about the servant anymore, and went straight to his winery...

"you……"

The servant wanted to catch up, but was kicked by Guo Zhen on the lower abdomen, kneeling down in pain, unable to utter a cry of pain...

"Miss, he is the owner of that wine shop!"

Among the crowd, Chan'er pointed at Huang Xiongying's back, and whispered to Xu Miaojin beside her.

"Who?"

Xu Miaojin followed the gestures and looked, and couldn't help being taken aback.

Chan'er became anxious, and said, "That's...that...that Miss, you said he was your bosom friend, that nonsense poem and that song, he threw it to me!"

"It's him……"

Xu Miaojin was startled again, and murmured in a low voice: "So he is so young..."

"Miss, what are you doing in a daze, go after her!"

Chan'er just wanted to catch up, but was grabbed by Xu Miaojin: "Don't go!"

"why?"

Facing Chan'er's question, Xu Miaojin curled her lips and said, "I don't know me, what should I do?"

"But……"

Chan'er was still confused: "But last time, didn't the lady say that he could understand the sound of the piano, and wanted to discuss the music theory with him? And that piece, doesn't the lady play every day? Master Man Jing is looking for him!"

Xu Miaojin felt a little shy, and said, "I... I didn't expect him to be a young man, I thought... he was a master!"

Chan'er asked inexplicably, "Is the boy not good?"

"not good!"

Xu Miaojin said a word, didn't care about Chan'er anymore, turned around and left...

(End of this chapter)