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

Chapter 53: The National Crisis, Every Man's Responsibility!
Xiaobao hadn't opened his mouth before, and the first thing he said was to call him dad.

Just call daddy.

Huang Xiongying didn't mind either, in his previous life he was unmarried and had no children, so it would be nice to give him a daughter in this life.

Hearing the old man's words, Huang Xiongying was startled, and then smiled and said: "Grandpa, where are you going? I haven't married yet. How can such a big child come from? I bought Xiaobao."

"Bought it back?"

Zhu Yuanzhang showed a puzzled look.

Huang Xiongying nodded, and then briefly talked about the events of the previous day.

The more Zhu Yuanzhang listened, the more serious his face became.

"Is it the priest?"

Zhu Yuanzhang said lightly.

He doesn't like to ask about the dirty things of Jiaofang Secretary, but he knows it.

The Jiaofang Division is in charge of court music and dance, and the official prostitutes it raises often serve the dignitaries. Among the nobles, there are many romantics. During banquets, they often fancy a certain woman, and they want her as a bed (nianzi) pleasure. However, although the officials and prostitutes of Jiaofang serve banquets, they are not brothel girls. According to the official law, official prostitutes only need to perform art, not their bodies.

Now the Secretary of Jiaofang actually started this kind of business of buying and selling human flesh in private.

I'm afraid there are not a few dignitaries involved in it.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang's gloominess was only fleeting, and he looked at Xiaobao with a smile: "Xiaobao, what a name!"

As he said that, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately picked up Xiaobao, lifted him to a place where he was at eye level, sized him up, and said with a smile: "Hey, our little treasure is really pretty, but it's a little dark, and it fell into the charcoal pile I can't find it anywhere!"

Huang Xiongying smiled and said, "Our little treasure is called Hei Liqiao!"

"Ha ha--"

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed loudly: "That's right, our grandson is right!"

Xiaobao was also infected by this warmth, and he had long lost his wariness towards Zhu Yuanzhang, with a pure smile on his face.

"Grandpa, haven't you eaten?"

Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang's expression was not very good, Huang Xiongying asked aloud.

Zhu Yuanzhang put down Xiaobao, smiled and said: "Don't we keep our stomachs, come and eat our grandson's food!"

Huang Xiongying said seriously: "Grandpa, no matter how busy you are, you must pay attention to your body. Your body is the capital of everything. Without your body, you have nothing!"

"Hey!"

The smile on Zhu Yuanzhang's face became stronger, and he patted Huang Xiongying's shoulder lightly: "Our eldest grandson has really grown up, and everyone knows that he will teach us a lesson!"

Huang Xiongying continued to say seriously: "Grandpa, I'm serious!"

Zhu Yuanzhang put away his smile, nodded, and said, "Let's listen to our grandson, and we will definitely pay attention to it in the future!"

Huang Xiongying smiled and said: "Grandpa, please wait here for a while, this time, grandson will cook by himself!"

With that said, Huang Xiongying turned around and went into the kitchen.

With top cooking skills, he can cook with ease.

Soon.

A table of delicious dishes was served, mainly green vegetables, and only a plate of stir-fried twice-cooked pork that the old man liked.

But even so, Zhu Yuanzhang still swallowed his saliva.

Xiaobao sensiblely helped to arrange the bowls and chopsticks.

The three sat down, eating under a kerosene lamp that was not too bright like an ordinary family, but Zhu Yuanzhang felt a sigh of relief.

In the palace in the past, he ate alone most of the time.

"Grandpa, eat more vegetables, don't eat so much meat when you get old!"

While talking, Huang Xiongying added vegetables to Zhu Yuanzhang's bowl.

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and said, "Why don't you eat meat? We didn't have any meat when we were young, and we always look forward to eating meat. If we don't eat meat this day, it feels like something is missing in our stomach!"

Huang Xiongying didn't say anything more, everyone has their own habits when eating this kind of food, as long as they are happy to eat.

"Uh... delicious!"

Zhu Yuanzhang has eaten the food made by Huang Xiongying many times, but he is still amazed every time.

"Does our grandpa and grandson order wine?"

Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile.

The old man spoke up, Huang Xiongying naturally wouldn't refuse, and asked Xiaobao to fetch a small pot of wine, then filled the old man's first, and then poured himself a glass.

The old man took a sip of the wine beautifully, put down the wine cup, and said with emotion: "Our grandson's place is better, good wine and good food, and comfortable!"

Huang Xiongying smiled and said, "If you feel good about it, then you will come here often!"

The old man nodded, then looked at Xiaobao who had been eating sullenly, and asked, "Xiaobao, where is your hometown?"

Xiao Bao tilted his head and thought for a while, then replied: "Dingyuan."

"Dingyuan?"

The old man was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said: "Hey, I never thought that Xiaobao and we are still fellow villagers!"

Zhu Yuanzhang is from Fengyang, and Fengyang and Dingyuan belong to Haozhou.

In fact, more than half of the team that fights the world are from Haozhou. For example, Xu Da, Duke of Wei, is from Fengyang, Duke of E, Chang Yuchun, Duke of E, Huaiyuan, Duke of Haozhou, Feng Sheng, Duke of Song, and Dingyuan, Haozhou. Li Shanchang, Duke of South Korea, was born in Dingyuan, Haozhou. Four of the six dukes enfeoffed in the early Ming Dynasty were from Haozhou, and most of the 36 marquises were from Haozhou.

As the saying goes, when a fellow countryman sees a fellow countryman, there are tears in his eyes. The Chinese have a strong hometown plot. Even today, when people go out to make a living, there are also many fellow countrymen associations. If they encounter difficulties, the fellow countrymen will definitely lend a helping hand.

The old man looked at Xiaobao with a little more kindness, and said: "Xiaobao, then you and your father are not staying in Dingyuan, what are you doing here?"

Xiaobao just shook his head, expressing that he didn't know.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang sighed, and said: "We know the place in Dingyuan, there will be a severe drought from time to time, and the people there will not be easy. I am afraid that the hometown will suffer a disaster. Your father will take you to flee the famine!"

"Poor baby, you are also lucky to meet our grandson!"

As he spoke, Zhu Yuanzhang rubbed Xiaobao's little head.

Huang Xiongying at the side said: "Grandpa, our Daming is so big, there will be natural disasters and man-made disasters every year. Once the people farming are hit by disasters, they will easily run out of food, and they can only flee with their families!"

"Yes!"

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed lightly: "We escaped the famine, how could we not know?"

"When we were fleeing the famine, we were thinking, if those officials had a little bit of conscience, how could so many people starve to death? Ordinarily, the people have to pay so much taxes every year. Isn't it natural to help the people during a famine?"

"In addition to officials, there are also those landlords and rich people who not only don't help, but also want to take advantage of the opportunity to make money!"

As he said, Zhu Yuanzhang asked Huang Xiongying: "Do you know why we hate businessmen?"

Huang Xiongying shook his head and said, "Why?"

"Because they have no conscience!"

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly, and said: "We don't want you to go into business, but we don't want you to be like them, thinking about money and money all day long. For money, you can lose your conscience and do whatever you want!"

Huang Xiongying saw that Zhu Yuanzhang was angry, and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, your grandson is not like that!"

"We know!"

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and said: "If all merchants in this world are like our great grandson, the world will be peaceful, but they are not, they should die!"

Huang Xiongying looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, who was already angry, and asked doubtfully, "Grandpa, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with the disaster area?"

"Oh! I really let you talk!"

A look of surprise flashed in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes, and he said: "Some time ago, the imperial court used the mirror you gave to raise tens of 10 taels of silver, and all of this money was allocated to the disaster area, but...but those fucking profiteers are actually at this time Raise food prices, do you think they should die?"

"Millions of disaster victims are waiting for food, but they want to take advantage of the opportunity to make money from the disaster!"

"We called them damned because they really deserved to die! They really have no conscience for taking food from the victims' mouths!"

As the old man said, his face turned red with anger.

Huang Xiongying frowned.

Food is the most important thing for the people. Food has been the foundation of a country since ancient times. Throughout the dynasties, food prices have always reflected the strength of a society.

In the Hongwu Dynasty, the officials were clear and bright, and the Emperor Hongwu was diligent in government affairs. He was known as the prosperous Hongwu Dynasty. This fact can also be reflected in the price of grain. Take the capital as an example.

It was only at the end of the Ming Dynasty that disasters such as drought, locusts, and floods occurred frequently, which caused the rice stone to rise to 3.6 taels. The rapid inflation was an important reason for the demise of the Ming Dynasty.

Why did some people dare to drive up grain prices in the Hongwu Dynasty, which was famous for its clean government?
Huang Xiongying asked suspiciously: "What about the surrounding provincial capitals?"

"Humph!"

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted: "Where can it be any better? It's not like a nest of snakes and rats working together! These profiteers are so brave. If it weren't for this juncture, everyone should be killed!"

"Uh……"

Huang Xiongying frowned and thought for a moment, and said: "I'm afraid this matter is not that simple. You also know the methods of the old emperor Hongwu. Just relying on these profiteers, they don't have that much courage, and there may be a lot of power behind them." !"

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slowly, in fact he thought so too.

What he is most worried about is that the feudal lord will be involved...

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed lightly, and said, "But if the forces behind this are really investigated and dealt with, the disaster area may already be full of bones."

Huang Xiongying nodded, and said: "They dared to collude with each other to make a fortune for the country, just because they were sure that the imperial court would not dare to touch them at this juncture, and after this incident, in line with the principle of law not to blame the public, they will not be punished." You can't do anything to them."

Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that he took a sip of wine when he heard the words.

Why didn't he want to kill him with his head rolling.

But just like what his eldest grandson said, the law does not blame the public, and we can't kill all the grain merchants in that area. After that, who will sell grain and who will dare to sell grain?
"Hey--"

Zhu Yuanzhang let out a long sigh, and took another sip of wine sullenly.

He didn't want to talk about this when he came here, but while he was talking, he brought up this again, which made his nerves that had been relaxed a little bit tense up again.

"Okay, don't talk about these troubles, come, come and drink with us!"

With that said, Zhu Yuanzhang took another sip of wine.

Huang Xiongying looked contemplative, and after a long while, slowly said: "Grandpa, actually...it's not impossible!"

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was drinking with his head up, stopped, and slowly put down his glass after a while, staring at Huang Xiongying with bright eyes: "Dasun, do you have a solution?"

Huang Xiongying nodded slightly: "Grandson has an immature idea, I wonder if it will work?"

Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to have grasped the life-saving straw, and said eagerly: "Hurry up!"

Huang Xiongying opened the mouth and said: "Sun Er just said that the power is sure that the imperial court dare not move them at this juncture. The imperial court can't move, but that doesn't mean that other people can't move?"

"Who?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were burning.

However, Huang Xiongying slowly uttered three words: "Common people!"

"People?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was taken aback, showing a puzzled look.

Huang Xiongying nodded, and said: "Don't they have food and don't sell it? Then let the common people ask them for it!"

Zhu Yuanzhang still couldn't understand, but he faintly felt some signs, and said eagerly:
"How?"

Huang Xiongying continued: "Forcibly! Let Cao Guogong hang two big lanterns on every grain merchant's house in the city. One writes that the country is in crisis, and the other writes that everyone is responsible!"

"Then let the victims go into the city to beg, and they are only allowed to ask for it from the houses with these two lanterns, and they are not allowed to harass the small households."

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes lit up when he heard the words.

Huang Xiongying said: "Think about it, why don't millions of disaster victims flock here and surround the houses and shops of these grain merchants to the brim?"

"The victims of the disaster are all hungry and crazy people. Knowing that these grain merchants have food at home, why don't these grain merchants make a fuss and suffer terribly?"

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded approvingly.

He has experienced too many situations like this.

He used to be the leader, he led the people to rob Meng Yuan's granary, that scene is vivid in my memory.

But that was in times of turmoil, and it's different now.

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned and said, "But, let the disaster victims make such a fuss, I'm afraid it won't be..."

"I'm afraid there won't be civil unrest, right?"

Huang Xiongying took Zhu Yuanzhang's words, and the latter nodded.

Under Zhu Yuanzhang's earnest gaze, Huang Xiongying continued: "The imperial court is afraid of civil unrest, but some people are even more afraid!"

"Who?"

Zhu Yuanzhang subconsciously asked eagerly.

Huang Xiongying replied: "Grain merchants, and the forces behind them!"

"Think about it, what are they driving up food prices for? It's just for money! If there is civil unrest and millions of victims waiting to be fed, it will be a powder keg that will explode at any time. The consequences of this, no matter who , I can't bear it!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was still puzzled and said: "But if there is a civil disorder, the court will not be able to deal with it!"

Huang Xiongying smiled and said, "How could it be possible to turn a natural disaster into a man-made disaster?"

"Let Cao Guogong send some troops and horses to the provincial capitals to strengthen patrols. As long as you don't rob, kill, or set fire, don't intervene and let the victims make trouble."

"I don't believe those grain merchants and the forces behind them are not afraid!"

"After they became frightened, Cao Guogong went out again and called these grain merchants to the square. In front of the victims, he once again made a request to buy grain at a low price. At this time, do they dare not agree?"

"If they don't agree, millions of disaster victims will eat them alive!"

"At that time, the imperial court will get rid of these profiteers without taking action. As for the victims, it is of course based on the principle that profiteers want to take advantage of loopholes, and the law does not blame the public!"

"Thinking that these profiteers and the forces behind him will not fail to realize this. At that time, the only thing they can do is to obediently sell food to the court at a fair price!"

"In this way, they can still save their lives and get the benefits they deserve from stockpiling grain."

"You said, would they not sell it? Dare they not sell it?!"

Huang Xiongying talked eloquently, but Zhu Yuanzhang was already stunned...

(End of this chapter)