Daming: Mixed in Dangzhi County, Beiping

Chapter 232 Excited Zhu Biao
"Auspicious?"

Wearing a pair of purple-gold presbyopic glasses, Lao Zhu, who was sitting on a dragon chair with his head tilted and carefully watching the autumn harvest memorials of various southern provinces, suddenly raised his head and stared closely at Erhu.

"Did you see it, it's He Xiangrui?"

"Your Majesty is guilty. I heard that His Royal Highness King Yan had presented memorandum and auspiciousness, so I rushed to tell His Majesty that I was negligent!"

The two tigers suddenly knelt on the ground in fear.

Lao Zhu glanced lightly at Erhu who had been with him for decades, knowing why Erhu was so anxious, he waved his hand slowly.

"Okay, the fourth brother dare not lie to us, since he sent a Qianhu to send Xiangrui, it is Xiangrui, you go and bring Zhu Liang in."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The two tigers responded, and quickly retreated.

Lao Zhu bowed his head again and began to review the memorials on the table.

After a while, there was a sound of dull footsteps outside the hall.

Erhu walked in with a veteran.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Zhu Liang has brought Zhu Liang, a thousand households in Yanwang Palace!"

Zhu Liang saluted with excitement on his face, "At the end of the day, Zhu Liang, who will try thousands of households in the Palace of King Yan, will see your Majesty, Your Majesty's holy peace."

"Get up."

With Lan Yu Feng Sheng and those veterans taking the lead, now Lao Zhu has a good impression of Zhu Liang, a very polite general.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Zhu Liang got up quickly.

"We heard that the King of Yan had memorials and auspicious offerings. What auspicious offerings do you want to give us?"

Zhu Liang quickly took out a letter from his arms and presented it respectfully with both hands.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, this letter is a memorial from His Highness King Yan!"

Due to being in Zhu Liang's arms for a long time, puddles of sweat had been stained on the outside of the envelope at some point, and there was still a faint sour smell.

However, Zhu Liang could not hear it.

Old Zhu said: "Present it!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

A servant at the side hurriedly went down to take the letter, checked it carefully, and then handed it to Lao Zhu with some hesitation.

Old Zhu frowned slightly. Since he became the emperor, no one dared to hand them letters like this.

However, long ago, he had seen many of those blood-stained letters, and he just read them in remembrance.

And below, under the suspicious eyes of the two tigers beside him, Zhu Liang carefully untied the cloth pocket on his back.

Then, I took out five ears of rice from it, and there was nothing...

Auspicious is the ear of rice?

Erhu's eyes widened, his face was still a little terrified, how dare His Highness King Yan?And how dare this Zhu Qianhu?
Above, Lao Zhu shouted loudly: "Come on, hurry up and summon the prince!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

An internal waiter let out a voice, and stepped back quickly.

"Two Tigers, bring us the ears of rice."

Hearing this, Erhu immediately gave a shiver, quickly took the ear of rice that Zhu Liang handed him, and walked up cautiously.

At the same time, Er Hu's eyes were full of astonishment.

After putting the ears of rice in his hands, he immediately felt the difference between the five ears of rice.

In the past few days, officials from various provinces have often offered rice ears to the palace.

However, it was the first time he had seen such long and heavy ears of rice.

"Okay, okay..."

"You can grow such good ears of rice, that bastard, the fourth son, has finally done a great thing that benefits the country and the people..."

After Lao Zhu took over the ears of rice, he looked at them one by one, praising them while watching.

Erhu's heart stabilized.

Suddenly, Lao Zhu said again: "Two Tigers, hurry up and get us the ears of rice presented by Jiujiang Mansion and Taiping Mansion!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Erhu hurriedly withdrew.

Soon, Erhu walked into the hall with a few servants, each carrying a basket of rice ears.

Lao Zhu was carefully looking at the memorial written by Zhu Di.

After a while.

Prince Zhu Biao came in from outside the hall, sweating profusely and out of breath.

Zhu Biao glanced suspiciously, and Zhu Liang, who was standing aside, bowed to Lao Zhu.

"My son has seen his father!"

"Biao'er, hurry up and get free!"

Lao Zhu directly picked up the memorial in his hand, and the five ears of rice, and walked down from above.

Zhu Biao looked at the letter in Lao Zhu's hand in a daze, which seemed to still have a slight sour smell.

"Father, what is this?"

"The letter sent by Zhu Liang, a thousand households of the fourth sect, is related to the livelihood of all people in the world, please take a look!"

Lao Zhu handed the letter to Zhu Biao as if offering a treasure, and then gently placed the five ears of rice in his hand on the table beside the hall.

He waved his hands again, signaling Erhu to take all the ears of rice presented by Taiping Mansion and Jiujiang Mansion.

Then, Lao Zhu picked out the biggest one and put it together with the ears of rice from Beiping Prefecture.

Erhu and the servants at the side immediately stared.

The ears of rice sent by Beiping Prefecture are fully two inches longer than those of Taiping Prefecture and Jiujiang Prefecture, which are rich in rice, and the grains are also much larger.

And the other side.

After Zhu Biao took the letter and glanced at it, he immediately looked solemn, found a chair and read it seriously.

The more he looked, the more surprised his face looked.

After reading it for a long while, he slowly put down the letter in his hand, and while his face was full of excitement, he asked Lao Zhu in disbelief.

"Father, what the fourth brother said is true?"

It's not that Zhu Biao doesn't believe in Zhu Di, but the fact that he can artificially cultivate rice seeds and increase rice production by [-]% is really unimaginable.

Zhu Biao even carefully recalled the thousands of books he read since he was a child, and made sure that no one of the sages mentioned this method.

"Biaoer, come and see for yourself!"

Lao Zhu didn't answer, but waved his hand, motioning for Zhu Biao to come over.

Zhu Biao quickly walked over.

After seeing the piles of rice ears on the table in front of Lao Zhu clearly, Zhu Biao shrank his eyes and stared at the top five ears of rice that were obviously bigger. He was so excited that he trembled all over.

The five ears of rice were placed together with several other piles of rice ears, as if Zhu Biao was standing among the officials, they were huge and conspicuous.

"Father, these five ears of rice are the good rice that the fourth brother mentioned?"

"Ok!"

Lao Zhu nodded slowly, but his eyes still did not leave.

Zhu Biao also stared for a while, suddenly remembered something, and quickly looked at the dusty Zhu Liang beside him.

"You are Zhu Liang who sent the ears of rice?"

"It's the last general!"

Zhu Liang responded quickly.

Zhu Biao asked solemnly: "Have you seen the one hundred acres of good rice on the farm of Lao Si's house? Is it really as big as Lao Si said?"

Zhu Liang said: "Reporting to His Royal Highness, the hundred mu of good rice on the farm grows so big!"

"Very good!"

Zhu Biao nodded slowly, "You deserve a reward for your meritorious service in escorting the ears of rice this time!"

As he said that, Zhu Biao looked at Lao Zhu.

Old Zhu nodded slightly, "Zhu Liang is the general of the fourth son's family, but the fourth son can promote him to a thousand households.

As for us, I will reward you with a hundred taels of silver! "

Zhu Liang was overjoyed, "Thank you, Your Majesty, and thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Lao Zhu waved his hand, "Two Tigers, take Zhu Liang down to rest!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Erhu hurriedly responded, and led Zhu Liang back out.

In the main hall, Lao Zhu once again looked at the five ears of rice on the table, and said slowly: "Biaoer, if there were great sages in the Yuan Dynasty who could research this kind of good rice, then our parents and elder brother would all be willing to pay attention to it." I won't starve to death..."

There was also a trace of heaviness in Zhu Biao's eyes, and he comforted in a slow voice: "Father, now that the fourth child has researched it, as long as this kind of good rice can be planted in our Ming Dynasty, this kind of tragedy will definitely not happen again in our Ming Dynasty!"

"Humph!"

Hearing this, Lao Zhu's face changed again, and he said bitterly: "Biao'er, don't be fooled by those officials.

All the merchants and gentry in the world are treacherous and greedy. Whenever there are natural disasters and man-made disasters, when the people suffer from disasters and lack food, it is the time when these merchants and gentry secretly hoard food to make money.

Even if the current grain production per mu is doubled, as long as there are treacherous and greedy gentry merchants, there will definitely be people who will starve to death because they have no food to buy! "

Zhu Biao sighed slightly, "Father, merchants and gentry in the world are inexhaustible, and my Ming Dynasty also needs those gentry to govern the country, and need those merchants to deliver goods to various state capitals, so as to drive the people of each state capital to become rich..."

Lao Zhu had a murderous look on his face, "Biaoer, you have to remember that they are useful to me, Daming, but we must kill them, otherwise these traitors will become more and more unscrupulous, and by then, people's lives will be even worse." bitter!
Even Daming will be perished by them..."

"My child remembers!"

Zhu Biao nodded heavily.

Then, he said: "Father, my son wants to go to the fourth child's place and see those good rice with his own eyes!"

Lao Zhu nodded directly, "Okay!"

"In the past few years, the fourth brother has made great strides in Beiping Mansion. Hearing that the management of Beiping Mansion is very prosperous, you should go and inspect it. If the fourth brother does anything wrong, you will severely reprimand him..."

"Yes, Dad!"

Zhu Biao's face brightened, and he continued: "Father, my son wants to leave tomorrow and rush to Beiping Mansion.

He wanted to arrive at Beiping Mansion before the fourth child harvested the good rice! "

Old Zhu pondered for a moment, then said: "Marquis of Jingchuan Cao Zhen happened to be in the capital, and his younger brother Cao Peng was also in charge of the Beiping government.

Let him follow the two of Jiujiang and a team of Jingwei to go with you!

In addition, we will issue a secret decree to Zhou Xing, the commander of Peking...

For the eldest son, Chang Shi Guo An, and those few farm sages who research good rice, you also have to reward them..."

"Thank you dad, my son understands."

Zhu Biao replied.

Lao Zhu asked again for a while, and then asked Zhu Biao to prepare.

Later, Cao Zhen, Marquis of Jingchuan, and Li Jinglong, Duke of Cao, were called into the palace by Lao Zhu one after another.

In the early morning of the next day, the three large ships sailed out of the capital and headed quickly towards Beiping Mansion.

At the same time, several fast riders also rushed out from the capital, heading towards Beiping Mansion.

……

Yan Wangfu.

"Your Highness, where is the prince?"

Guo An walked into the hall and looked around.

Above, Zhu Di looked helpless. Ever since Guo An became Zhu Gaochi's teacher, Guo An would come to Zhu Gaochi every day.

"Guo Qing, this is the time for Chi'er to study Confucian classics with the professor in Fuzhong!"

Guo An directly bowed his hands and asked: "Your Highness, as the son of the Yan Palace, you can learn history books from Master Luo, and you can learn from the successes and failures of the ancient sages to govern the Yan Kingdom.

However, learning Confucian classics from Professor Fuzhong?

Is it possible that His Highness wants the son to become a great Confucian who is full of talents, and can sit together with those great Confucian officials, citing scriptures, arguing with each other to explain each other's ideas? "

Zhu Di was surprised, "How can we make Chi'er become the kind of Confucian scholar who can only use his tongue?"

Guo An asked: "Then why does Your Highness let the son study the Confucian classics for half a day in one day?"

Zhu Di replied directly: "Chi'er is calm by nature, likes to read and study classics. Although we are his father, it is hard to stop him!"

(End of this chapter)