Daming: Wanted to be a small landlord, but was forced to ascend the throne

Chapter 108

Wang Yin was skilled and thoughtful, so it would be a waste of talent to ask him to manage those fields, and farming was just a stopgap measure.

Now Wang Yin still wants to be a porter. The porter works hard for a day, and the wages are only 50 yuan, which is pitifully low. It is really overqualified.

"Grandpa, what's the matter? I've been so idle these days, you say, I'll do it right away."

Wang Yin asked happily.

He was used to being busy in the first half of the year, and now he feels bored when he is free.

"I need you to go to Xiangyang Mansion in two days!"

"Go to Xiangyang Mansion?"

"Well, I was interested in that land earlier, it was the land of Prince Xiangyang's mansion, and they also intend to sell it. There is a real estate agency there to help with the process. I have a letter of invitation. You need to make a trip and wait for the formalities to be completed. it is good."

"Master! That land is just a barren land, do you really plan to buy it?"

Even though Wang Yin knew that Qin Shao asked Mrs. Xu to inquire about the land, he really didn't expect him to buy it.

"Well, it's been decided, they ask for 280 taels, and then ask Miss Han to give you 300 taels, and you take it with you, and let Miss Han buy things for you on the way, and you can tell me in advance what you need. "

"Yes!"

Since my father decided to do it, Wang Yin fully supported it, even though he didn't understand why he bought that barren land.

It will take nearly two days for Jingshan to go to the area where King Xiang's Mansion is located, and it will take nearly two days without a break. Wang Yin has to contact the agency and go through various procedures. It is estimated that this trip will take at least a week.

Han Jinrong helped buy the food, drink and other things needed on Wang Yin's road. After packing up, she let her go.

...

Xingwangfu.

"My lord, it's not that I'm trying to hide it. It's really... it's your body... I'm worried that your body won't be able to bear it. Doctor Zhou and Mr. Qin said that you can't be too emotional. I can only make a decision on my own. I want to wait a few days to relax. I'll tell you again."

Yuan Zonggao knelt down on the ground, not daring to look at the blue-faced King Xing.

"Zonggao, you say that I, Zhu Youzhu, have no treasures, no entertainment for girls, no food for non-public banquets, compassion for old officials and old ministers, relief of famines, development of water conservancy, distribution of medicine, admiration of sages and learning, friendship and love for all kings, why? God doesn't have mercy on me? I am suffering from illness, and my heirs are suffering, but there is one son who is like this. Is God trying to kill me and become a king?"

Zhu Youzhang closed his eyes, and said sadly for a while.

"My lord!"

"Zong Gao, you did the right thing and dealt with it in a timely manner. If it wasn't for you, this matter would cause a big blow and the son's reputation would be ruined! If you let it go, maybe one day Fengyang's high wall will be the home of King Xing's lineage!"

"My lord, it won't happen, my son..."

"You don't need to persuade, pass me the word, arrest Tao Yuanjie and other Taoist priests and send them directly to the county government's Lu Lian Xian Office, and say that the culprit of the trampling caused by the Shangyuan Festival hid near the palace and was captured by the Yiwei Division. The person, directly rode to death!"

"Yes!"

"Princess Jiang's closed the Lanxin Garden tightly, and she will not leave the hospital for half a year! If there is any objection, I will write to the emperor Jiang's unworthy, divorce his wife!"

"My lord..."

Yuan Zonggao's voice trembled a little.

He didn't expect King Xing to make such a big decision.

I have never heard of the vassal king's divorce of his wife, even if it is a civil divorce, it is a big deal!

There is no such thing as divorcing his wife in Daming Prince!
With the face of the royal family, how can you allow divorce?
On the contrary, I am afraid that there is no divorced Jiang family, only the dead Jiang family.

Yuan Zonggao felt that the concubine Jiang was really stupid, and he respected the concubine Jiang very much.

But the Jiang family was born in a small family, so he didn't have any sense of the big picture.

The prince is a great talent, but his wife is such a woman, even Yuan Zonggao thinks it is not worth it.

In order to prevent the dictatorship of the harem, Taizu chose ordinary wives for the princes, and even his own princess could only marry ordinary people.

Even though the harem of the Ming Dynasty lacked the likes of Lu Zhi and Wu Zetian, there were also too many concubines who could not stand on the stage and were not capable enough.

Concubine Wan Gui of Emperor Chenghua, Empress Zhang of Emperor Xiaozong of the Ming Dynasty and even the harem of Emperor Zhengde, there is no queen who can be a queen.

If Ming Xiaozong's harem had a capable queen, Emperor Zhengde would not still be making trouble everywhere like a brat, and he still has no sons and daughters.

"The prince is confined for three months, and he is not allowed to leave the palace without my king's order!"

King Xing added.

"My lord! The son's body..."

"You don't need to use your son's body as an excuse. You tell Jiang that if your son doesn't take the red lead pills, you will die, then you will die! Even if I, Zhu Youzhao, are lucky to have no children in this life, my Xingwang lineage will end here!"

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Lanxin Court.

"Princess, concubine, you must not go to the prince, once the prince is furious, the consequences..."

The maidservant holds the princess.

"What's the use of me living like this? The son can't live without the elixir. If there is no elixir, his body... how can you do it? He is so cruel. Could it be that he doesn't even care about his only son!"

Princess Jiang was sobbing.

"My lord, my lord has already issued an order. If you continue to argue, you will die...how can the prince live without you! Even though my lord is in good health, he is only under forty, and the side concubine of the harem..."

Mother Xu, Jiang's nanny, persuaded her.

"But Shizi, Mom, I'm worried about Shizi..."

"Princess, don't worry, I will take care of the prince. After all, he is the only child of the prince. If there is a problem, the prince will not ignore it."

……

The son's bedroom.

"My lord, I don't know why the son's fever persists. It is said that this medicine has been taken a lot. How can it be useless?"

Zhou Wencai turned around in a hurry.

Ever since the concubine was grounded and the Taoist priests were taken away, the son suffered from fever.

After taking the medicine for a few days, the fever still persists and has not improved.

Zhou Wencai had already called for the son's pulse, and found that there was no abnormality in his body other than fever, and he was very puzzled.

"Father! Father!"

Zhu Houcong kept screaming in a daze.

"Xiao'er, the father is here!"

Zhu Youzhu grabbed his son's hand.

This son is the only son left by his children who died in infancy.

He has never been a meticulous person, but after this son was born, he would find time to hug him for a while every day.

From infants, to babbling, toddling children, to later teenagers.

The growth of this child has actually devoted a lot of effort to him.

Later, he was in poor health, coupled with the fact that his son avoided his father, he always insisted that the child should not be spoiled, and he was not as doting on him as he was when he was a child.

It's just that as long as he is free, he will see him every day and check his homework.

Even though the royal family hopes that the princes will live like pigs.

He still hopes that his son can be a person with ambition and deep chest, even if he reads more books and devotes himself to poetry, calligraphy and painting.

Rather than a life of sluggish cultivation of immortality and Taoism.

Because he was too worried about the only child, he suffered a serious illness a few years ago, he followed Jiang's idea and entrusted his son's life to Xiandao.

But now, seeing a young child so drunk and dreamy, with a hunched body at such a young age, without any youthful vigor, he really can't bear it, and he can't bear it either.

"Father!"

Zhu Houcong drank some medicine and finally became slightly sober.

Seeing King Xing, he sat up directly.

"Father! Father, don't blame mother and concubine. It's me who wants to refine the elixir. Mother and concubine don't know..."

"Father, the elixir I refined this time is not for myself, but for your illness. The Taoist priest said that if we can refine it with the autumn stones (substance extracted from urine) of seven blessing women, we It’s also because I couldn’t find a suitable person for a while, so I went to snatch someone! Father, father, I want to make it so that you eat it, and you won’t...you won’t get sick again. That way, that way, you can treat me well in the future. Just like when I was a child!"

Zhu Houcong held King Xing's hand tightly.

The 12-year-old child is actually full of admiration and attachment to the father from the heart, but since the father fell ill, he has been far away from him.

"Xiao'er!"

King Xing saw his son's flushed face, thin and trembling body, and tears filled his eyes.

"Xiao'er, listen to what my father said, as long as you take the medicine well and take care of your body, your father, your father's health will also be good. Now my father has found a new prescription, and the effect is very good after taking it. All right!"

"Father, father, is it true?"

"Yes!"

……

Qin Shao's reading has been getting better recently, and the few poems he wrote were said by the old man Zhu to be basically a pass.

You must know that it is not easy to say this from the old man Zhu.

Before, when he wrote poems, he always considered rhyming, without much real feeling of his own, making it look like a jingle.

Since he wrote according to his own state of mind and sincerity, he found that he also felt good.

This is the same as when I was writing essays in school before, sincerity is often the most touching.

"Ziming, you and I are a master and apprentice, it is also a fate!"

The old man Zhu suddenly sighed.

What happened to the old man today?In the past, when he was studying, he was always picky about himself, which suppressed his self-confidence.

"Master, you don't want to give me any problems again, do you?"

In the afternoon, Qin Shao wanted to visit the farmland. Wang Yin hadn't come back these days, so he wanted to visit the farmland too.

He thought that the old man probably felt that he was not studying hard, and wanted to give himself more homework, such as writing poems, which was his shortcoming.

"When I first accepted you as an apprentice, I just thought you were a decent person. I couldn't bear the difficulties of a good young man in studying. I never wanted to accept such an excellent student."

"Master!"

Qin Shao felt that the old man Zhu was a little abnormal today.

"I'm going to go north to Beijing!"

Zhu Zhishan finally said the purpose of laying the groundwork for so many words today.

"Master, so fast? I haven't learned well yet, and I haven't taken the college exam yet."

When Qin Shao heard that he wished the old man to leave, he felt a little flustered, which was rarely seen before.

Ever since this old man became his wife, he has been a teacher and a friend with him. He is a teacher, but he is actually an elder and a father.

Qin Shao had never enjoyed such warmth from his parents in his previous life.

Even though grandpa treats him very well, it's just that he is too old and he just dotes on his grandson.

What he lacks is the kind of strict but caring love like a father, which he once longed for, and now he has obtained partial satisfaction from the old man Zhu.

"Your level, as long as you perform normally in the college examination in August, there will be no problem! The teacher will wait for your good news in Jingjing!"

The old man said, his eyes were moist.

In this ancient times, the mountains are high and the roads are far away, and there are many changes. Once many people say goodbye, they may rarely see each other again!
It's just that the dream of the old man is to be a Jinshi. Even though he knew that he might fail, Qin Shao didn't want to stop him from chasing his dream.

Life is a process of trying, so it’s okay to live without regrets!
"Brother Wang is back! Brother Wang Yin is back!"

Qin Shao is feeling sad.

The voice of Xiaosanzi shouted from outside the yard.

(End of this chapter)