Daming heir

Chapter 205 Grandson is ready to go crazy

In the 25th year of Hongwu, Daming Tekai Enke.

The emperor's decree reached the imperial court and various prefectures and counties in the world. For a while, the people who had been silent for a long time began to liven up.

The Tongsheng Examination and the Prefectural Examination are organized by the local prefectures and counties, and the Rite Examination is also composed of questions by the Ministry of Rites in conjunction with the Imperial Academy, and officials are sent to various provinces to carry out the examination.

The court also began to discuss who will be the chief examiner of Enke this year.

At this time around the entire Central Plains dynasty, there have been countless major events in history.

An imperial censor's impeachment memorial was quietly delivered to the emperor.

It's not impeachment of a certain person, but on the Longevity Day of the last year's emperor, two groups of envoys from the Wa Kingdom entered the court to congratulate them.

And following this memorial, the officials in Yingtian City realized that the candidates for the chief examiner of the Enke General Examination this year might cause disturbances.

A silent undercurrent flows under Yingtian City.

But on top of this undercurrent, Zhu Yunxi seemed extraordinarily comfortable.

On the official road next to Xuanwu Lake in the north of Yingtian City, several carriages, surrounded by many guards in black and black uniforms, headed towards Laoshan Huangzhuang outside the city.

This is when spring is at its strongest.

On both sides of the official road, there are green willows, weeds swaying in the wind, and the dots of small flowers seem to be the stars that fell into the world last night.

The traffic on both sides of the road is connected, and on the left and right are the sparkling water fields that can't be seen at a glance. The people of each family are submerged in the water barefoot in groups, wearing straw hats, holding trousers and sleeves, and bending over. With his head down, clusters of seedlings were inserted into the leveled paddy fields.

Half-grown boys would run in groups on the field ridges, with a small basket tied by their mother on their waists, and within half a day, each basket was filled with fat snails.

Even if the child is lucky, there may be a few loaches and eels in the basket on his waist.

These are the most convenient proteins, and they are the best food for teething festivals in spring.

Compared with the boys playing with snails and catching loaches, the girls on the Zhuangzi would squat in corners with vegetable baskets, small shovels in their hands, and give wild vegetables from the field to them. Dig out, shake off the soil from the roots, and put the freshest wild vegetables in the basket.

"If the scene here is everywhere in my Ming Dynasty, my Ming Dynasty can crown it a prosperous age!"

Behind the car window, Zhu Yunxi, who was only wearing a casual and authentic dress, looked through the window at the scene of work in the field outside the window, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion in a low voice.

Sitting in the carriage with him were Wenhua Palace Walker, Hanlin Bachelor Xie Jin, two directors of the Ministry of Industry, and a craftsman who would be a supervisor.

Zhang Dajiang, who will be the prisoner, never imagined that one day he would be able to ride in the same carriage with the grandson of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

No one in the entire history of being a general prisoner has been able to obtain such an honor.

This made Zhang Dajiang deeply doubt whether his family's ancestral grave was emitting green smoke today, he huddled in the door of the car in fear, half-hanging his buttocks and dared not sit down, thinking about it.

The two chiefs of the Ministry of Industry sat on both sides. After Taisun spoke, the two looked out the window together.

It's just a scene of the people's spring plowing.

Xie Jin sat in the seat closest to Zhu Yunxi, and followed his grandson to look out the window.

At this time, I saw Zhu Yunxi speak, talking about the prosperity of Ming Dynasty.

He whispered: "If Taisun's vision is more realistic, I am afraid that no one in all dynasties can achieve it."

Don't look outside, it's just a picture of a farmer plowing in spring.

However, it contains the potential fact that these people are farmers who have their fields, clothes to cover their bodies, and food to eat.

Even in the Kaiyuan prosperity of the former Tang Dynasty, the rule of Zhenguan, and the rule of Wenjing in the former Han Dynasty, there has never been a great achievement in making the whole world have its fields, let alone let the people of the world have their own fields. Everyone can afford to eat.

Zhu Yunxi looked away from the window, looked at Xie Jin indifferently, and said in an unquestionable tone: "It was impossible in the past, but it doesn't mean it will be impossible in the future!"

There's a group of people out there who really do it!
Xie Jin didn't know why the emperor's grandson came to be so convinced, so he had to whisper: "Perhaps, I can really see the grand event coming that day."

Xie Jin didn't know the real meaning of Zhu Yunxie. What he thought of was that his friend Xia Yuanji, who was no longer able to go out and enter the palace with him for a long time, was currently presiding over Qingtian in Zhejiang Province to rectify the taxation of Zhejiang Province.

That is a major event that benefits the country and the people.

As long as it is done well, the Ming Dynasty may really be able to present a scene of unprecedented grandeur and prosperity.

While the two were talking, the carriage suddenly stopped with a creak.

Immediately, everyone sitting in the carriage heard a burst of children's cheers from outside.

"Wow..."

"Is this Laoshan Huangzhuang?"

"I want to eat the fried fish that Yunxi said! Fried snails! Fried loach!"

"Yunxi!"

"Yunxi!"

"Come out soon!"

Hearing the sound, the expressions of everyone in the carriage suddenly became contorted from laughter.

After counting the entire Yingtian City, there are probably 23 princes who dare to treat the emperor and grandson of Jian Guo so unscrupulously without fear.

Zhu Yunxi also had a trace of embarrassment on his face, but he had no choice but to take the little uncle 23 who was already skinny enough to fly to the Hall of the Emperor.

"Go down."

Zhu Yunxie said in a deep voice, the general supervisor Zhang Dajiang who was sitting on the outermost side, his legs trembled immediately, and he almost rolled out of the carriage.

The two directors of the Ministry of Industry, who were formally trained in the imperial examination, seemed very calm. Although they were restrained and respectful in front of the grandson, it did not prevent them from swaying the sleeves of their official robes, walking out of the carriage, and setting foot on the ground.

Zhu Yunxi finally walked out of the carriage and just got off the carriage.

I saw the little 23rd uncle Zhu Gong who left Tang Queqing and Mu Caiyun far away, and was running around happily in the open space next to him.

Before Zhu Yunxi was so angry that he wanted to scold him.

I saw Zhu Tong, who was still running happily, lost his footing. In the posture of jumping on a dog and eating shit, he was pulling his hands randomly in mid-air. With a scream, he buried himself in the grass in the open space.

The two directors of the Ministry of Industry immediately turned sideways, not daring to look at this scene.

Tang Queqing and Mu Caiyun, who had been accompanying Zhu Gong these days, hurried forward and dragged Zhu Gong out of the grass.

With black lines on Zhu Yunxi's face, he was about to say a lesson.

The old village head at Laoshan Huangzhuang has already led the two young men to welcome them.

"The grassroots see the grandson of the emperor."

The old village head shouted and was about to bow down, Zhu Yunxi raised his brows.Sun Cheng, who was by his side, immediately led his people forward and firmly supported the old village chief.

Zhu Yunxi smiled helplessly: "When I came back last time, we told you that there is no need to be polite."

The old village chief bowed his body and held his fists, and said with a smile: "The grandson is benevolent, and I don't want the old man to salute, but the old man can't forget these salutes because of the benevolence of the grandson."

Zhu Yunxi nodded, unwilling to continue on this issue, and said, "How about the spring plowing this year, Mr. Zhuangzi?"

As he spoke, he had already led the group of people behind him to walk towards Huangzhuang, his eyes fixed on the stretching fields in the distance.

The old village head, supported by two young men, followed behind Zhu Yunxi, and said frankly and confidently: "Our Huangzhuang is the first to do the work every year. When other villages start to plant rice seedlings, our Huangzhuang has basically planted all the seedlings." It's over."

As he spoke, the old village chief waved his finger to the irrigated land closest to Huangzhuang: "Now, this is the only land left. After noon today, the sons and daughters of the village will be able to finish their work."

Zhu Yunxi walked all the way and listened to the old village head's introduction. When he was about to reach the village entrance, his nose could not help but wrinkle slightly.

He looked sideways at several earthen kilns beside him.

He opened his mouth and said, "Last year Sun Cheng taught Zhuangzi the method, but now the fields have been used?"

He was talking about soil fertilizers.

This was something that Sun Cheng arranged to do in the Huangzhuang during the Longevity Day of the old man last year.

At that time, Ashikaga Umecho was still wet with water and fertilizer.

Even if she was killed by him, she would die in a stinky body.

The two directors of the Ministry of Industry silently reached out their hands to cover their mouths and noses because of the pungent smell emanating from the kiln.

The old village head patted his chest and said: "The grandson did not dare to delay the matter that the grandson told. After plowing the land this year, he sprinkled the first stubble of fertilizer on all the fields. Today we are waiting for the last few pieces Put seedlings on the ground, and you can fertilize them tomorrow."

Seeing that the old village chief had arranged everything properly, Zhu Yunxi nodded with satisfaction: "We still need to get more of these fertilizers, and we need to top-dress the fields once in a while. This year, our Zhuangzi must have a big harvest. .”

The old village head replied in a hurry: "It must be! If there is a grandson, this year will definitely have a bumper harvest!"

Zhu Yunxi smiled and said: "As long as there is a bumper harvest this year, we will invite the old man to play and let the old man come to Zhuangzi again."

The old village chief hurriedly bowed and swore to promise that the emperor must come to see the scene of this year's bumper harvest with his own eyes.

Zhu Yunxi waved his hand and pointed forward: "Let's go, let's go and see how the machine is doing. I don't know how many aunts use it, but it's still easy to use."

While talking, Zhu Yunxi's eyes silently glanced at the two directors of the Ministry of Industry who had been covering their mouths and noses following behind him.

a while.

Everyone has already entered the Zhuangzi and went outside a courtyard.

Standing outside the courtyard, everyone could hear the sound of shuttle machine spindles coming from the courtyard.

textile machine!
Even people who have never used it can hear what is making noise in the yard.

Several people continued to follow behind Zhu Yunxi and entered the courtyard.

I saw a few looms that were different from those commonly used in the Ming Dynasty today, running at high speed in the hands of several women in Huangzhuang, weaving out inch by inch of cloth and satin.

Several craftsmen were standing or squatting around these new textile machines to observe whether the details needed to be improved.

At this moment, Zhu Yunxi's gaze became gloomy.

Enke has already opened this year, and it is still early to close the network.

But this year Enke, those old things would never have imagined that he would have another purpose.

Reform the content and system of the imperial examination!
His gloomy gaze has quietly fixed on the two directors of the Ministry of Industry whom he specially called.

"If you want to promote this new type of loom, do your calculations, how many looms can be manufactured in a month according to the current family background of the imperial court?"

Gu is ready to go crazy!
Whatever you say, get ready to take it!
(End of this chapter)