Daming: You are really my eldest son

Chapter 61 Heartbroken

Standing on the boundary of Jiangning County again, the fields are no longer deserted as before.

It was the beginning of spring plowing in the south of the Yangtze River, and it was rare that the weather was so sunny, and the villagers naturally had to race against time.

The young and strong held the plow with one hand and drove the cattle with rhythmic tunes.The old man was worried about the ability of the young, so he stood on the field row and pointed fingers.And a group of young children are running in the field to determine the final winner for a brightly blooming wild flower.

Everything looks so compact and warm.

Zhu Ji didn't come to farm.

As a half-hearted farmer, the few acres of land in his hand that had been abandoned for half a year were replanted with rice seedlings as early as the Qingming Festival.

It's just that I haven't taken good care of it for more than half a month, and the weeds in the field are a little taller than the rice.

Obviously, he did not fulfill his duty as a farmer.

Standing in front of the newly repaired tomb, Zhu Ji was really ashamed.

Half a month later, this cemetery is no longer what it used to be.

Green pines and cypresses surround the cemetery into a square cemetery surrounded by green brick walls. From the entrance of the cemetery, stone sheep, stone horses and stone figures stand opposite each other, and the road in the middle leads directly to two tombs that have changed their appearance.

It is no longer two solitary earth bags, but the style of the chair tomb made of white marble is impressively a character that can only be built if one is in an official position.The tomb is half higher than Zhu Ji, and there is a seven-foot-high stone tablet with the head of a tortoise and chinchilla standing directly in front of it. On the tablet are engraved with "Tomb of Zhu Mou, Uncle Yuzhi Enyang", "Mrs. Somebody's Tomb".

En Yangbo?
Zhu Ji was a little puzzled and looked at the Baihu of Yiluan who was following behind and was in charge of building the mausoleum.

"Your Highness, as early as the beginning of the construction, His Majesty thought of the upbringing of His Majesty by righteous men, which is an act of benefiting the country. Therefore, the Ministry of Rites posthumously named him Uncle Enyang and Countess."

This is what Zhu Yuanzhang did not tell Zhu Ji.

After all, as a small-bodied father, although he is grateful for the kindness of the couple in raising Zhu Ji, he is reluctant to mention it in front of Zhu Ji.

Looking around the mausoleum for a week, Zhu Ji couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

If the adoptive parents could have taken out the name lock earlier instead of melting it as a money envoy, perhaps at this moment they should stand in front of themselves alive and enjoy the glory and wealth that their good intentions brought them, instead of lying here In a costly cold grave.

This is probably a trick of good fortune.

Looking back at the scenes of the family life in these years, when the fly ash of paper money flew to the sky with the breeze, Zhu Ji's figure appeared in the field where weeds could trip people up.

There is no better way to remember the dead than to live up to their expectations.

Obviously, the old couple would not have thought that Zhu Ji's status had changed drastically. Perhaps if they were alive, they would definitely not let Zhu Ji return to wallow in this muddy ground again.

But Zhu Ji can only use this method to recall the memories gradually buried in wealth and happiness.

Zhu Ji, who returned to his rural life, did not stay outside the city for long.

With the accompanying guards to help, it only takes a long time to clear the weeds of several acres of land.When Zhu Ji returned to Wu Wangfu, Zhu Yuanzhang was already waiting in the back flower hall.

This time he didn't take Empress Ma and those brats with him. Presumably there was a precedent for Zhu Yan. No matter how attractive the scenery of Prince Wu's Mansion was, they still had to consider whether they could persevere in Zhu Ji's strict study rhythm. down.

Seeing Zhu Ji walking towards him in plain clothes, Zhu Yuanzhang waved to Zhu Ji with a smile on his face.

"Today, I would like to offer sacrifices to the emperor. This is a pastry made by Guanglu Temple from the best chef in the capital. Come and taste it."

The arrogant old man didn't mention Zhu Ji's adoptive parents going to the grave, he just poured a bowl of crystal clear tea for Zhu Ji, Zhu Ji sat across the table, picked up another green pastry and handed it to Zhu Ji.

This is obviously very different from the past, so that Zhu Ji took the pastry, but did not stuff it into the mouth immediately, but looked at Zhu Yuanzhang suspiciously:
"Old man, have you been infected by the empress's broad mind today? Why did you pass me pastries for the first time?"

After being told by Zhu Ji, Zhu Yuanzhang also found that he, as an old man, was a little too attentive to his own bastard son today, so he spat lightly at Zhu Ji's somewhat offensive nonsense, and then he was about to swallow Can't help but say with a small face:

"You bastard, how dare you make fun of the Empress Dowager. Besides, I used to be very kind to you. I really don't know what to do."

"Okay, okay, what you said is right. So, what are you doing here today?"

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but glared at Zhu Ji for his answer without any intention of repentance, and the impatient question made Zhu Yuanzhang even more depressed.

If it weren't for the fact that he was in a really cheerful mood before coming today, Zhu Yuanzhang felt that he would be pissed to death on the spot by this rebellious son.

But get angry, what should be said still has to be said.

"The idea you gave us a few days ago, the doctor sent by the household department to investigate the disaster situation came back today and said that it worked very well. On the way back from Zhending Mansion, he saw no refugees, and no one starved to death. Zhending Mansion The people even made the Wanmin Umbrella for him to bring."

Mentioning this matter, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but feel happy.

Zhu Yuanzhang had three hobbies in his life, sowing seeds, being emperor, and being praised.

Among them, he was most happy to be praised by the common people when he was the emperor.In his eyes, letting those rotten scholars praise him to the sky is not as good as the common people in the fields who put up their thumbs up and say Zhu Yuanzhang is a good emperor.

What's more, half of the reasons for the people's praise this time will fall on the seeds he sowed.

On this matter, Zhu Ji decided not to dampen Lord Guorui's enthusiasm for the time being.

Putting the pastry into his mouth in one bite, puffing up his cheeks and chewing hard twice, Zhu Ji poured out two mouthfuls of tea and rushed all the pastry into his stomach, and then he showed a smile:
"Old man, you have done a good job. You can keep the Wanmin umbrellas given by the common people. If there are such clear-hearted things in the future, you might as well take them all. In the future, half of them will be kept for education, and half of them will be used to cover the coffins." , This is called the conclusion of a body of benevolence and morality."

Listening to Zhu Ji's eloquent talk, Zhu Yuanzhang felt offended.

"I'm not dead yet!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's face was a bit dark, which son arranged for my father's death in front of his own father?If these words were heard by the officials of the court and the central government, Zhu Ji would have to be impeached for disrespect.

"But haven't you already started preparing for the afterlife? It's setting rules for your descendants and preparing a mausoleum for yourself. It's as if you never thought about dying."

Hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's unconvinced excuse, Zhu Ji rolled his eyes and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with disdain.

"Besides, don't you think my idea is great? Soldiers and wars all pursue a horse leather shroud. You, the emperor, cover the coffin with the support and gratitude of a whole family or even more people, no better than those colorful Jewelry makes more sense?"

Although still stern, Zhu Yuanzhang had to admit that he was moved.

(End of this chapter)