I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

Chapter 226 Be a low-key person, showing off your wealth is not a good idea.

Chapter 226 Be a low-key person, showing off your wealth is not a good idea.

"I'm leaving again, didn't I just come back?"

At night, the East Palace.

Mrs. Zhang, who was serving rice porridge to her grandson and granddaughter, looked at Zhu Zhangui and Fatty Zhu in astonishment.

Just now, Zhu Zhangui said that he was going north tomorrow.

This made Zhang very unhappy.

Seeing that he has a great-grandson, the old man no longer treats his grandson as a human being.

It's only been two days since I've been back, and I've been sent out before my butt is warmed up. No matter how urgent things are, people can't be used as animals.

"It's not just me who's leaving, but Grandpa will also be there, and he might not be able to come back until he finishes fighting the battle in the north."

Zhu Zhangui didn't explain much.

It is an iron law that the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics. If the affairs of the imperial court can not be discussed in the harem, then do not discuss them in the harem.

Besides, this time, I and the old man are going to be the bait. If I let my mother know, I won't worry about dying.

"Humph!"

"This old man, he can't let people idle for a few days at all."

Mrs. Zhang complained, but didn't say any more.

The two of them walked in such a hurry, there must be something important.

She had heard a little bit about the situation in the north, and it was related to Daming's life and death, so it's no wonder that the old man can live in Jinling.

After taking a few mouthfuls of rice, Zhu Zhangui said to Zhao Linger next to him.

"I've already said hello to Xie Jin. I can send Qi Rui there tomorrow. You should pay attention to the child's clothes tomorrow. It's best to change into ordinary people's clothes. It's best if there are patches or something."

"If he is dressed too well, the children of ordinary civilians may reject him."

Zhu Pangpang on the side also nodded in approval.

"Since you want to blend in with the common people, you shouldn't dress too differently, otherwise it doesn't make much sense to follow or not."

Then he preached to Mrs. Zhang.

"Don't pretend to be small snacks for him tomorrow. Those things look like they are not something ordinary people can make. I think you can just stuff him with a big pancake. When I went to school, my mother was afraid I'm hungry, stuff me a big pie."

When he mentioned his mother, Zhu Pangpang fell into memories.

After a while, looking at the two little guys who were eating with their heads down, I couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"If my mother is still alive, I don't know how much I will love these two little guys."

Mrs. Zhang, who gave her husband a bowl of rice, sat next to her grandson, touched the head of the little grandson who was eating, and agreed.

"That's right, back then Zhanji and Zhangui were doted on by our mother, otherwise how could this brat dare to sneak out at a few years old."

After speaking, he took a hard look at Zhu Zhangui.

Zhu Zhangui smiled and didn't say much.

When the old lady was alive, she really loved the two brothers as Zhang said.

With so many grandchildren, he and Zhu Zhanji were brought up by the old lady herself. For the other grandchildren, the old lady just hugged them when they met, and they never had close contact or summons at all.

Thinking of the old lady, Zhu Zhangui sighed helplessly.

The old lady is not suffering from any disease, but is exhausted from too much work.

When she was Princess Yan, Zhu Di often went out to fight, and all the fiefdoms were managed by the old lady.

Later when Zhu Yunwen ascended the throne, Zhu Di pretended to be crazy and foolish in order to save his family's life, and the entire Yan Palace was supported by the old lady.

After Jing Nan broke out, the old lady assisted Zhu Pangpang in managing the logistics, and the defense took care of the place from then on.

After becoming a queen, she managed the harem again, just like Empress Ma persuaded Lao Zhu, she persuaded Zhu Di to be benevolent, love the people, apply benevolent government, and not to kill more, and helped Zhu Di solve a lot of troubles.

But when the manpower was limited, the old lady was exhausted and fell ill. In just a few days, she left the family and left alone.

That year, Zhu Di fell into grief and did not go to court for a whole year, and stayed with his wife all the time.

How many good wives and empresses are there in this world?

To be honest, Zhu Zhangui doubted whether the old Zhu family had saved the Milky Way in his previous life.

Lao Zhu not only became a king step by step from a beggar, his daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, and grandson-in-law are all well-known virtuous housemates, and they are all well-known virtuous queens in history.

Looking up at Mrs. Zhang, who was serving vegetables for his granddaughter's grandson, Zhu Zhangui turned his head to look at Zhao Linger, who was serving him beside him.

"What's the matter, my husband? Is there something on my concubine's face!"

Zhao Ling'er raised her hand and touched her face, thinking that there was something stolen on her face.

Zhu Zhangui shook his head, picked up the shrimp that Zhao Linger had just peeled in the bowl, and put them in her bowl.

"Nothing, I was just thinking about something."

Zhao Ling'er let out a sigh of relief and smiled, then lowered her head and put the shrimp into Zhu Zhangui's bowl again.

She didn't ask anything, nor was she curious about it.

She always remembered her mother-in-law's words in her heart, that the harem should not interfere in politics, let alone be curious.

Don't worry about men's affairs, don't ask, listen to what they say, and don't inquire if they don't talk.

Zhu Zhangui looked at Zhao Linger, who lowered his head and carefully peeled the shrimp, and said with happiness in his eyes.

"I'm thinking, I, Zhu Zhangui, don't know if I saved the world in my previous life, but in this life I can marry a good wife who is just like grandma, grandma, and mother."

Zhao Ling'er, who was peeling the prawns, stiffened suddenly, and the half-peeled prawns slipped from the green fingers.

These sweet words of love directly touched her heart, making her blush to the base of her neck.

Silver tooth bit her lip, Zhao Linger's moved eyes were foggy, she raised her head slightly to look at Zhu Zhangui, her voice was like a mosquito.

"I have thought more than once about what earth-shattering merit I did in my previous life to be able to marry such an excellent husband."

The two looked at each other, and the surrounding atmosphere was full of affection.

"Cough cough..."

Just as the two were holding hands and looking at each other affectionately, an untimely cough sounded from the side.

Like a frightened deer, Zhao Linger withdrew her hand abruptly, got up quickly and ran to the back room.

Mrs. Zhang glared viciously, disturbing Zhu Pangpang, whose son and daughter-in-law were telling each other their feelings.

"You eat when you eat, why don't you just cough!"

Zhu Pangpang smiled and pointed to the bowl.

"There's no food, I just want to remind you to cook for me."

"Hmph, you're going to die!"

Mrs. Zhang rolled her eyes angrily, and reached out to pick up Chu Pangpang's empty bowl.

When Mrs. Zhang turned around, Zhu Pangpang gave a thumbs up to Zhu Zhangui, who looked calm and showed no embarrassment or shyness.

This kid is good at coaxing girls. The sentence just now not only praised his wife, but also brought his mother into it. He is really a master.

After dinner, he chatted with the old couple for a while, and talked to his father about the arrangement of migrant workers and road repairs before Zhu Zhangui returned to his bedroom.

Zhu Zhangui didn't do anything that night, he just looked at a few children, talked with a few wives, and asked about the chamber of commerce, and it was dawn.

Yongle August 15, 8.

Zhu Di, who had just been back for two days, went north without even sitting on his butt.

The reason announced to the outside world is to investigate the Hetao area and see if it can become the granary of Daming.

For this trip, the old man did not make much fanfare, but simply brought hundreds of guards and set off accompanied by grandson Zhu Zhangui and several important officials.

The people didn't pay much attention to the news, and didn't think there was anything wrong.

It is quite normal news that the emperor is inspecting the place.

But when some caring people learned about this, they had other ideas in their hearts.

For example, the spies sent by Alutai in the capital.

"You sure it's true!"

In a shop that collects night incense, a man who was brushing the barrels of night incense suddenly stood up, dropped the brush in his hand, and grabbed the boy next to him.

The boy nodded.

"Yes, the emperor did only bring a thousand people with him, and the demon who slaughtered many warriors in your grassland accompanied him."

"According to my informant's inquiries, the reason why the emperor brought this little army and swaggered over there was because he felt that he had his troops in Helan Mountain and Datong City."

"And I heard that someone suggested bringing more guards, but Zhu Di refused."

"Zhu Di said that it is almost winter now, and there may be heavy snowfall in the north. It is impossible for your people to launch an attack in winter through the heavy snow."

"Without a large army, a thousand guards can settle any danger, not to mention there are two large armies around, they can come to support at any time."

"Great!"

After listening to the boy's report, the man punched his fist in excitement.

He brushed toilets here for five years, and finally got important information.

"Shopkeeper, should we report this news, or continue to investigate?"

The excited man looked back at the boy.

"Why do you have to report it? Don't tell me you haven't washed enough Yexiang barrels?"

The young man froze for a moment, seemed to understand what the man meant, and said in astonishment: "Don't you plan to report to that adult, but plan to go back and report to the superior yourself?"

The corner of the man's mouth curled up and he nodded slightly.

"It's a great credit. If we report it to that guy, we'll probably be dismissed with a verbal reward, and then the two of us will continue to collect Yexiang and wash the toilets here. We will never have a chance to make our mark in this life."

"But if we go back in person and report this information to the Great Khan, once this information is used, the two of us will be rich and prosperous, and we will never be able to enjoy it for the rest of our lives."

As he said that, the man looked forward to it: "Flocks of cattle and sheep, white and beautiful Han women, countless money, and a high status."

He raised his hand and patted the boy on the shoulder heavily.

"Shitou and I have fought side by side for five years, and we have escaped the pursuit of Jin Yiwei and Ye Mo again and again. We can be said to be brothers in life and death."

"When you saved my life, I said that in the future, we will have the same blessings and share the same difficulties."

"Come with me. Although you are a Han Chinese, the Great Khan is thirsty for talents. As long as you sincerely surrender, and with my protection, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth in the future."

"Didn't you always want to live a life of marrying seven or eight daughters-in-law and sleeping together, follow me, let alone seven or eight, I can give you 10 or 20."

The boy named Shishi, the beautiful scene drawn by the man, breathed a bit of temptation.

Thinking of being like the widow next door, with big steamed buns, white and tender skin, and a beauty of 10 or 20, sharing the same bed with him, Shi Shi swallowed and nodded heavily.

Soon, the two simply cleaned up and left the courtyard full of magical smells.

Not long after the two left, a dry dung pile near the house moved, and a thin man crawled out of it.

He looked around and confirmed that there was really no one in the room, so he spat heavily.

"Damn it's really unlucky, what happened to the good firewood pile, so that I can only get into the dung pile today."

Patting the dry dung on his body vigorously, the thin man quickly climbed over the wall and headed for a large courtyard next to the craftsman camp.

"Fuck, why is it so stinky, you fucking son of a bitch fell into the cesspit, why don't you wash it and run here."

"God, I can't help it, you dead dog, get away from me, don't come here."

The thin man who was pushed out with a stick, who was despised by everyone, gave the guys who guarded the gate a fierce look.

"Why are you blocking my way? I have important information to report to Commander!"

"Tell me what's going on, and I'll pass it on to you. With your fucking taste, you're sure the Commander can listen to you."

"What's the noise!"

Just when one party was about to enter and the other party was blocking the entry, a middle-aged man in a black brocade suit with a serious expression came out of the hall frowning.

This person was Zhao Ling'er's father, Zhao Qing, the commander of the Great Moon Shadow Guard.

"My lord, it's a dead dog who wants to see you!"

A man in black and brocade who was blocking the door quickly turned around and reported.

Zhao Qing nodded, then sucked his nose, pushed back a few steps, and covered his nose and mouth.

"What's the smell? Why is it so stinky? Did someone fall into the cesspit?"

The gatekeeper chuckled, and pointed to the thin man who had been stabbed outside with a stick.

Zhao Qing looked outside the door, and saw a thin man with a dirty body, a small piece of filth on his head, and a strange smell.

"head!"

Seeing Zhao Qing, the skinny man stepped forward excitedly, about to report what he found.

Zhao Qing took a step back calmly, and winked at the people on both sides.

The gatekeeper understood in seconds, and pushed the dead dog back with a stick.

"Boss... I have discovered the spies of Alutai. They have obtained the information we intentionally passed on. They have left the station and returned to the north to report."

Zhao Qing nodded and waved to him.

"I see, go and wash it quickly, and wash this door too."

Zhao Qing didn't care at all about the spies running away.

As long as the other party knows their information and believes it.

Mentioning the spies of Arutai, Zhao Qing sighed with regret.

The siege was so ruthless at the beginning that the remaining small part was too scared to show their heads.

After investigating for a long time, they finally identified a few places, which might be spies from Alutai.

Considering that it would be useful in the future, Zhao Qing and Jin Yiwei did not attack these guys, but chose to monitor them.

It's just that I don't know if these guys are good at acting, or if he made a wrong judgment here.

After monitoring for a long time, Zhao Qing couldn't figure out which one was the real Alutai spy.

In the end, in desperation, he could only choose to monitor all.

After receiving Zhu Zhangui's order yesterday, he spread the news that the emperor was going to the north to inspect Hetao.

At the same time, strictly instruct the monitoring personnel to report to him immediately once the other party has been fooled.

Zhao Qing didn't intend to arrest people, but to escort these spies to Alutai and bring the news to Arutai.

Back in the lobby, Zhao Qing said to Ji Gang who was drinking tea next to him, "Old Ji, this fish has been hooked, and I will leave the rest to you."

Ji Gang who was drinking tea smiled slightly.

"Okay, leave this matter to me, and make sure they arrive at Alutai's camp safely."

"By the way, are your undercover agents reliable? Can you spread the news in the camp of Alutai to fulfill the requirements of His Majesty and His Royal Highness?"

Zhao Qing poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip.

"If you are not reliable, you have to be reliable. Once it fails, I can't explain it to my daughter and my grandson."

Ji Gang, who was originally smiling, froze when he heard the word grandson, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Why did my niece give birth to a girl!

If it was a boy, I would risk my life to send him to the top, but my daughter really made it difficult for him.

Now he can only hope that his niece will work harder to give birth to a child with a handle before he dies, and let him work hard to let his grandson protect the Ji family forever.

ps: I would like to take a leave of absence from everyone, I have something to do today, so I can only update one chapter.

(End of this chapter)

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