Daming heir

Chapter 322 All kinds of life

When an idea arises.

Zhu Yunqi couldn't control himself anymore.

His mind is full of the woman under the east city wall, and only when he thinks of that woman does he feel that his heart is still hot.

Standing up, Zhu Yunqi stepped forward with both feet, his steps getting bigger and faster.

When the officers and soldiers guarding Fengyang Imperial City noticed, Zhu Yunqi had already run out of the imperial city and rushed towards the east city.

Just suddenly, the journey was only halfway through, Zhu Yunqi stopped abruptly, and the officers and soldiers chasing after him hurriedly protected the disabled man.

Zhu Yunqi looked towards the east wall, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, turned around, and under the puzzled gaze of the officers and soldiers, said in a low voice, "Go to the Xinguo Mansion."

After a while, Zhu Yunqi had already arrived in front of Duke Xinguo's mansion, surrounded by a group of officers and soldiers named guards who monitored him.

Although Zhu Yunqi is a useless person now, he is still of royal blood.

Upon his arrival, Duke Xinguo's government immediately gave him sufficient courtesy and attitude.

"My lord is already waiting for you in the front hall."

The chief steward of Xin Guogong's mansion was warm and polite, but he bent his waist and sideways to lead the way without being obsequious.

Zhu Yunqi nodded. More than ten years of royal education allowed him to behave calmly and calmly even though he is now only a disabled person.

All the way to the front hall of Xin Guogong's mansion.

Zhu Yunwen saw Tang He who was sitting in the main seat above.

This year Tanghe is nearly seventy years old, which is a very rare year.

Zhu Yunqi took a silent look, Tang He's complexion was not good, there was little blood on his face, but when he saw him, he still smiled.

"I don't know that Mr. Wen came to the house today, and the humble house was in a hurry to prepare, so I only had a pot of tea, a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus wine just brewed this autumn, and a few pastries as a treat."

Zhu Yunwen cupped his hands and looked back at the steward of the Duke's Mansion.

The steward had already matured and worked in the government for many years, silently bowing his head and stepping down cautiously, not forgetting to send away the servants and maidservants around him.

After a while, only Zhu Yunwen and Tanghe sitting on the chair were left in the front hall.

Tang He sat silently on his seat all the time, sipping the tea soup slowly, and from time to time stared at the bratty man standing in front of him.

Seeing that the other party has never spoken.

Tang He smiled silently: "Originally, the old man was planning to enter the capital, but now that it's getting colder, the old man's body and bones are not as good as before, and he is limp and sleepy all day long. It's not like when he followed His Majesty to fight the enemy. "

Zhu Yunwen nodded silently.

He could understand the old man's words, he wanted to talk about his own business.

So, Zhu Yunwen, who clenched his hands tightly, took a deep breath.

Puff.

He knelt down in front of Tanghe who looked surprised.

Bang bang bang.

Zhu Yunwen kowtowed three times, then raised his head, his face full of sincerity: "Grandpa Tang, I beg you to be a matchmaker for my grandnephew, and marry the girl Qiuniang who cooks sugar water under the east wall. My nephew can't repay you in this life, I just hope In the next life, I can hold grass and form a ring to thank Enze."

Tang He was really surprised by the prostration and the request that came out of the mouth of the poor man in front of him.

After thinking about it, Tang He couldn't help but chuckled.

The arm could only be raised halfway due to fatigue, and he said, "Get up now, such a move will break the old man."

Zhu Yunwen pressed his lips tightly and looked straight at Tang He: "The nephew and grandson know that they are just reconciled to the disabled and cannot be included in the clan list. The daughter of the Duke's family is going to marry the grandson in the near future. Lord, also my nephew and grandson are helpless."

Zhu Yunqi's mouth was already stained with a trace of blood.

With his head raised high, he said in a deep voice: "Nephew and grandson swear that in this life, they will never think about the sky again. If they have a child in the future, they will only teach him how to farm and grow food. They will never mess with our foundation of the Ming Dynasty."

Tang He blinked, not quite understanding what the reason was and what kind of woman made Zhu Yunqi act like this.

With a light sigh, Tang He sighed a little: "If I knew the present, why bother..."

Zhu Yunwen's expression darkened: "Back then... my grandnephew didn't dare to hide from my father-in-law. Back then, my grandnephew felt that he could see hope, so..."

This is already a heartfelt truth.

Tang He nodded and waved his hands: "That's all."

As he spoke, he stood up tremblingly, walked in front of Zhu Yunqi, took out an envelope from his arms, and handed it to Zhu Yunqi.

"This letter was originally sent to this old man a long time ago, but it has never been handed over to you. Now it seems that it should be returned to you."

Zhu Yunwen was a little surprised and shocked, his eyes flickering constantly.

Just because of the title on the envelope.

Yunxi sent it to his second brother for reading.

Is this the letter he sent to Zhongdu long ago?
Zhu Yunwen's heart was shocked, and he raised his hand a little unsteadily, and took the letter. He couldn't wait, but fearing that it might be damaged, he carefully opened the letter.

Tang He had already turned around and returned to his seat, looking at the disabled man in front of him with complicated eyes.

"The letter sent by the grandson a year earlier, Mr. Wen's affairs in Zhongdu, he will not restrain him. As long as Mr. Wen can stay in Zhongdu with peace of mind in this life, and worship the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty. He just wants his wife to have children. , and he won't stop it."

Zhu Yunqi raised his head several times, and then lowered his head to look at the letter in his hand.

His handwriting is very familiar to him.

It's just that now, the pen and ink have become more and more imposing, showing their sharpness and power through the back of the paper.

Tang He smiled silently: "Since Mr. Wen already has someone he likes, no one in Zhongzhong will stop you. As long as the girl is willing, the Xinguo Mansion will take care of everything for Mr. Wen. The imperial city is solemn. However, with his current status, Young Master Wen could not help arranging marriages in the imperial city.

However, I believe that the Duke of the Kingdom can lend it to Mr. Wen and give him a congratulatory gift, so that Mr. Wen can live in harmony with the girl in the future and live a worry-free life.Outside the city, beside the Hao River, there is another small courtyard with [-] mu of high-quality irrigated land attached to it.

Only after Mr. Wen has today's request, he will give it to Mr. Wen.Come to think of it, Mr. Wen would probably be happy with that place, with the mountains at the back and the water in front, it can be regarded as a paradise, and it is a good place to start a family and start a business. "

Zhu Yunwen's heart became more and more shaken, his hands tightly clutched the letter paper, his face was flushed red and blue.

"He really..."

These are all true.

In the letter, those pen and ink confirmed what Xin Guogong said.

"It's absolutely true!" Tang He focused his eyes on Zhu Yunwen, "Brothers stand against the wall to defend against their insults. This is a sentence that the grandson and the old man explained, and relayed to Mr. Wen."

Zhu Yunqi was completely insane at this time.

His eyes were slack, his mouth was slightly opened, and he bowed to the ground exhausted.

"The useless man thanks."

After saying a word, Zhu Yunqi got up weakly and weakly, holding the letters tightly in his hands, without saying a word, he turned around and took erratic steps.

Tang He has been sitting quietly in his seat, silently watching Wen Feiren leave.

After a long time, he said in a low voice: "Attack the heart first, do you really have no regrets for what happened today?"

With a sigh, the feeling of autumn is stronger.

Outside Xin Guogong's mansion.

Zhu Yunwen had difficulty walking and breathing.

He also turned a deaf ear to the officers and soldiers monitoring him.

After a long time, Zhu Yunqi stopped slowly. In front of his eyes were the bustling streets of Fengyang, the central capital, and the ancestral land of Daming, and behind him was the quiet alleyway of the palace.

The late letter paper from Ying Tiancheng is in his hands.

Zhu Yunwen had mixed feelings at the moment.

The brothers fought against the wall, and they regretted it outside.

This is from Tangdi's chapter in the Book of Songs.

It's all about love.

Before he knew it, Zhu Yunqi's eyes became blurred.

The fingers loosened at some point, and a few pieces of paper fluttered down to the ground.

Zhu Yunwen let out a long sigh, and looked to the southeast vaguely.

There was a smile on his face, a bit helpless, a bit emotional.

"congratulations……"

Scenes of the past flashed before his eyes, making Zhu Yunwen even more insane.

I don't know how long it has passed.

"Young Master Wen, your letter."

"And the roasted pear syrup I brought you."

…………

Most of the officials in Yingtian City seemed to be on fire in the past two days by coincidence.

Above the court, an inexplicable sense of crisis came, sweeping and impacting all the officials, and no one was spared.

The crown prince Shaobao, the scholar of the Wenhuadian University, and the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, Zhan Hui, submitted three memorials within two days, all of which were resignations to beg for bones.

After three words and three pulls.

The palace finally agreed to the resignation of this veteran minister who had served the Ming Dynasty for 12 years.

And given enough glory, the status of an extremely human minister has been realized.

Additional gifts to Prince Taibao, Doctor Guanglu, and Zhu Guo.

In the 27 years of the dynasty, until now, none of the officials can still enjoy such an honor after returning power.

but.

Zhan Hui, who was promoted from a seventh-rank official to a second-rank official within one year, has been in charge of the court for more than ten years, and has been the leader of civil officials for many years, was so unexpectedly sent back to his hometown by the emperor.

It is unacceptable to everyone in the court.

Your Majesty is now sixty-seven years old.

Zhan Hui begged for the bones to be returned to his hometown. For the court, this was the beginning of the emperor's arrangements for the aftermath of Yuji West.

Veterans are leaving the court, and newcomers are taking over.

The inheritance of the country will be carried out steadily.

He did not suppress capable ministers and officials, and waited for the recovery of the new king.

Within the three generations of the Ming Dynasty today, there is no need to use such methods.

"I will leave everything to you in the court."

At the foot of Jubao Mountain in Yingtian City, Zhan Hui, who had already taken off his imperial uniform and was wearing a jade-colored silk round-neck and large-sleeved shirt, said goodbye to his former colleagues who came to see him off.

After resigning from office, Zhan Hui, who was resolute by nature, put on a rare old, peaceful and old-fashioned look like a leisurely cloud and a wild crane.

Yu Xin and Wang Jun stood aside solemnly, their expressions a little unclear.

Ren Hengtai and Ru Yu stood side by side again, and finally Ren Hengtai said: "The Taibao is going to his hometown. I'm afraid it will be a long time before we see you again. I only hope that the Taibao will live like a pine and cypress."

Zhan Hui cupped his hands as a token of thanks.

Then, he looked slowly at Zhai Shan, the new Minister of Officials who stood in front of everyone.

As he expected, after His Majesty agreed to his resignation, he would choose Zhai Shan, who had completed the "Zhu Si Du Zhang", as the Minister of the Ministry of Officials.

Zhai Shan greeted the gaze of the old minister, and bowed silently: "The Taibao has worked hard for many years in the official department, and those who have not learned, should remember the Taibao's style of governing officials and assist the Daming Sheji."

Zhan Hui nodded, and said leisurely: "Don't be in a hurry. The Ministry of Officials is the head of a hundred departments. In Tang Dynasty, they were called heavenly officials. The Ministry of Officials is a model for all officials. They inherit from the emperor and take over from all officials. Jingfu repairs his post. Official script, you should know the mystery of it."

Zhai Shan also cupped his hands again: "Keep in mind the end of the study."

Zhan Hui waved his hand: "Don't dare to give up the academic name. I think it won't be long before His Majesty will add a bachelor for you. Inside and outside the court, I will rely on you and everyone."

Zhai Shan nodded and said calmly, "Mo Xue respectfully sent the Taibao back to his hometown."

The carriage turned quietly.

The wheels rolled on the official road.

The old man returned to his hometown, and he is still there today.

The officials who saw off at the foot of Jubao Mountain were silent.

Zhai Shan sent Zhan Hui's carriage far away, and slowly turned to look at the colleagues in front of him. His eyes gradually became sharper, and after a few blinks, his face was already friendly and full of smiles.

Zhai Shan shook his hands and said with a light smile, "Everyone, your majesty has finished sending us off to the Taibao. Today is the day when the sweet potatoes are harvested in Shanglinyuan. I'd better go there earlier. Don't go any further than your majesty." It's late. I still want to taste what the sweet potato tastes like."

The new official staff seems to be a very chatty and friendly Shangguan.

This is the aspirations and thoughts of the officials who are humble and lagging behind the crowd, and their speculations about the new officials.

Yu Xin, Wang Jun and other ministers at the front all smiled silently.

"What Shangshu Zhai said is absolutely true."

"Also ask Zhai Shangshu to go first."

Zhai Shan shook his head and took a step forward. After three or two steps, he turned around and grabbed the wrists of Ren Hengtai and Ru Yu, facing Yu Xin and Wang Jun who were pushed to the two sides to make way for the road: "Several, come with me Let's go."

……

On the road from the imperial city to Shanglin Yuanjian at the foot of Shenlie Mountain.

Leading the way by Jin Yiwei in flying fish suits, guarded by the personal guards Habayashi and other direct military guards, a heavy and magnificent but extremely simple emperor's car slowly moved forward.

In Luanjia, Zhu Yuanzhang only wore coarse linen clothes today.

If you decorate with some vegetation and soil at this time, you will be a real old farmer in the field.

Crown Prince Zhu Biao was dressed in dark blue uniform and sat beside him.

Zhu Yunxi is naturally the favorite of young people in Beijing today.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at his precious grandson, with an unconcealable smile on his face, and praised for no reason: "It must be this crimson yellow that looks the most like my young man."

Yisa is another name for Yisa.

Fei yellow, that is, red-orange dark.It's not bright, but it has the vitality of a young man.

Zhu Yunxi had a smile on his face: "Today is a day of great joy, and my grandson naturally thought that this outfit would suit me better. It's just that I never thought about you, Grandpa..."

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand: "We know how to do farm work, but you can also do it? It's a good thing not to make trouble for your grandfather and me later."

Zhu Yunxi smiled and lowered his head, looking at his palm involuntarily.

It really has been many years of inactivity.

At this time, Zhu Biao said softly at the side: "Zhan Shaobao should have left Beijing at this time, and all the officials have ordered him to send him off, so he must have less resentment in his heart."

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted twice: "It's good to have resentment. If it weren't for the government, we would actually want him to work for a few more years. Let him retire and return to his hometown now. If we don't let him have resentment in his heart, we will be unreasonable gone."

Zhu Biao nodded.

After the old man came to the throne, he abolished the prime minister's official position within a few years, and the emperor took over all the power in the world.

The Ming Dynasty will not mention anything about the auxiliary ministers now.

Use people to work hard, use people to people.

Zhu Yunxi lowered his head, but his mind was full of thoughts.

Officials are a group of extremely sensitive animals. At this time, the officials of the DPRK and China have probably sensed the change of thinking of the old man in power.

In the 13th year of Hongwu, Hu Weiyong, the prime minister, was killed by conspiracy and completely abolished the prime minister's official position, implicating more than 5000 people, and then continued to expand the implication, eliminating civil and military officials and Huaiyou heroes in the court.

In the 23rd year of Hongwu, Li Shanchang and Hu Weiyong, another grand master, were sentenced to death for traffic conspiracy.

It's just that in the past two years, it has gradually settled down.

If it hadn't been for my arrival, in the 26th year of Hongwu last year, the Lanyu case of Liang Guogong would have erupted, and it would have continued until the old man passed away on his journey to the west, and hundreds of thousands of people were wiped out and imprisoned, just for the sake of today's Disabled people can smoothly take power.

Right now, it is impossible for the Sapphire case to happen again.

But it is obvious that whether it is myself or the old man's heart, the distrust of civil servants has never disappeared.

Zhan Hui's retirement as a first-rank member was just the beginning.

When everyone in the court is in danger, how many people will be unable to bear it, and how many places will explode.

Nobody knows.

Zhu Yunxi finally raised his head, and calmly looked at the old man who was already looking forward to today's harvest of sweet potatoes per mu.

The butcher's knife is still in the hands of the old man, and Daming's imperial power has not been exploited yet.

Even, the imperial court is far richer and richer than before, and the people's hearts yearn for it.

Which one wins and which loses?

"Zhai Shan, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, welcomes His Majesty with all the officials. Today we have a grand occasion, and the history will be written in the future."

When Zhu Yunxi's thoughts completely diverged, there was already a greeting from Di Shan, the new Minister of the Ministry of Officials, outside Luanjia.

Zhu Yunxi helped the old man get up, but before he walked out of Luanjia, he was pushed away by the old man with a wave.

Standing at the forefront of Luanjia, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the officials led by Zhai Shan.

"Today, no matter whether you are a monarch or a minister, you should put down your official airs and accompany us, an old farmer, to plan food in the sweet potato field."

The emperor wanted to be an old farmer, but the courtiers like Zhai Shan didn't dare to take it seriously, and they all came forward to surround Luanjia courteously.

On the other side, the officials on the side of the Shanglin Court Supervisor, under the leadership of the supervisor Yuan Sutai, were squeezed to the outermost position by these colleagues.

In the end, Yuan Sutai had nothing to do, so Yuan Sutai drove all the officials under his command to the sweet potato field, and took two people to wait here, in case the emperor might ask questions at any time.

Zhu Yuanzhang bypassed the group of beasts in front of him, and finally found Yuan Sutai's trace in front of the Shanglinyuan prison office, and immediately waved and walked towards him.

"Yuan Qing, this sweet potato grows on the site of Lishang Linyuan Supervisor. You and we have thoroughly understood, how is the harvest of this sweet potato?"

As he spoke, Zhu Yuanzhang was already holding Yuan Sutai's hand and walking towards the sweet potato field in Piwa Lake.

A group of courtiers were left behind, staring enviously at Yuan Sutai who was held by the emperor.

Zhu Yunxi walked behind with his father, looked at the appearance of these officials, and smiled slightly.

"Everyone, hurry up and follow."

"Grandpa said, everyone is going to plan food in the field together."

(End of this chapter)