The Great Industrial Ming Dynasty Started from Beiping

Chapter 37
"Good boy."

After leaving Zhu Neng's house, Zhu Di yelled as soon as he got into the carriage, "Stealing someone on my head."

Ge Cheng held back his laughter and turned his head away from looking at King Yan, he was afraid that he couldn't help but laugh, which would not be good.

What an anecdote.

The two fathers and sons competed for a small hundred households.

If it spreads out, wouldn't it add another piece of material for people to chat after dinner and tea.

"During the time we were not at home, it seems that our silly son has done a lot of things quietly."

After Zhu Di sat firmly, there was a complicated expression in his eyes.

It is gratifying to look at it roughly, but it is a bit unclear when you look closely.

Ge Cheng understood.

The eldest son has changed too much.

The age of fourteen is neither too old nor too young.

There are many deeds of child prodigies in history, but they are a minority and cannot be regarded as a routine.

"The eldest son is very talented in miscellaneous studies, he can be said to be self-taught, and he has recruited several famous craftsmen, which is really like a tiger with wings."

"Although it is not in Taoism, it can be regarded as a skill."

Hearing Chang Shi praise his son, Zhu Di was not overly happy, and still couldn't let it go.

Coal mine owners do have some thugs.

Rivers and lakes.

It is inevitable to fight and kill.

That is to say, it is impossible to ban it.

People always fight over food.

If you eat too much, people who eat less will be jealous and will try to grab it.

The government turned a blind eye.

As long as it does not exceed the bottom line of the government and does not affect ordinary people, the internal struggles of the big households will be beneficial to the government's control.

A thug is always a thug.

Let them fight fiercely, each one is more ruthless than the other, and they can use their own knives to cut their own arms and intimidate others with fierceness.

But let them go to war.

They are more cowardly than ordinary people.

Therefore, throughout the dynasties, they did not pay attention to thugs, let alone make efforts to win them over, and treat them as elite soldiers.

Military attache is different.

That's real power.

"He is only 14 years old, so he is so impatient. We don't understand why he is so anxious. I am in the prime of life." Zhu Di shook his head.

Ge Cheng suppressed a smile.

Before coming here, he learned that the eldest son had upset the entire city of Beiping, King Yan was not in a hurry, but was happy to watch the play, with a happy expression on his face.

Now that he found that the talent he was looking for was actually taken by the eldest son, King Yan became anxious.

Also.

There is no reason for Lao Tzu to rob someone from his son.

It's not good to spread the word.

"As for Zhu Neng, he has been nurtured by his father since he was a child, and he has become a talent. Don't look down on him because his family is just like an ordinary family."

Zhu Di looked serious.

Ge Cheng was startled.

Seeing that King Yan was so solemn, he quickly changed his comfortable reclining posture and sat up straight.

"This person has learned so much family knowledge, but he still maintains his original intentions, with a calm personality and no anxiety at all."

"He has talent but doesn't show off, and he is kind to others, and everyone respects him."

"You don't know how many people rushed to save him when he was injured outside the Great Wall. This alone can bring out a strong army."

War is complicated and complicated, but it is not complicated and simple.

The people below are willing to sacrifice their lives for you.

That is the famous general.

"So you can become a famous general?"

Ge Cheng was suspicious in his heart.

Did he read all fake military books?
But the opponent is King Yan again.

King Yan wins all battles.

What he said was unbelievable.

Zhu Di waved his hands amusedly.

Ge Cheng is a talented person, but he is known for his specialization, and military affairs are not his field.

"In ancient times, there were stories about generals visiting wounded soldiers in person. The mothers of wounded soldiers cried bitterly after the general left. Even the women knew what the general's purpose was."

Great truth to simplicity.

A few words convinced Ge Cheng.

indeed.

Isn't the general's behavior just to win over the soldiers, so that the soldiers are willing to sacrifice their lives and fight hard for the main general.

"So it is."

Ge Cheng was dubious.

Zhu Di is convinced.

When he was outside the Great Wall, he saw that the soldiers were fighting fiercely, and everyone wanted to finish the battle and go home as soon as possible, so he dared to take the risky move.

Finally got full credit.

Soldiers willing to fight is the key to victory.

Otherwise, any talented general, when his soldiers have no fighting spirit, is like a clever woman who can't cook without rice.

"We are the King of Yan, and our identity alone can win over the hearts of the soldiers below. Then Zhu Neng is just an ordinary hundred households. To win so many hearts, ordinary military officers don't have the ability."

"In that case, doesn't it mean that the Eldest Young Master also has good eyesight and a sense of people?"

Ge Cheng laughed.

Zhu Di was unhappy again when he heard this.

He must use Zhu Neng.

Talent is rare.

Moreover, the other party is still from his own military background, and he is originally from his own family, so there is no reason to push talents outside.

But since he wanted to use it again, the eldest son acted first, and before others got up, he stamped his mark.

The higher Zhu Neng's status will be in the future, the more he will stand on the eldest son's side.

Otherwise, this person is a villain.

This is very annoying.

The family business must belong to the sons.

But as a vassal.

He can give it, but his son can't take the initiative to reach out.

The truth since ancient times.

Even for ordinary people.

Is there any reason for a son to take the initiative to seize his father's property while his father is still alive?

"You have to teach him a lesson."

King Yan touched his chin, and said involuntarily.

A father teaches his son.

He decided to teach Zhu Gaochi a deep lesson.

The elder, Shi Gecheng, not only did not dissuade his lord from avoiding family disharmony, but instead smiled and offered advice for King Yan.

"Take the eldest son's money away."

Although Yan Wangfu is big.

Getting money is not easy.

The wealth of all the rich and common people in Beiping City is immeasurable.

But this is not the money of King Yan's Mansion.

The tax is fixed, and the destination is also fixed.

The eldest son has nearly ten thousand taels of silver in his hand.

The extra money can solve a lot of things, it's better than collecting it from the people.

Bitter son, happy everyone.

What Ge Cheng said was too straightforward, which made Zhu Di feel embarrassed.

He said so many reasons, didn't he just want to explain his next behavior.

If the son is disobedient, he can give him a good beating.

"How can I take my son's money? How can I be so old?"

Zhu Di was a little awkward, his old face was hot.

"Yan Wang!"

Ge Cheng pretended to accuse.

"We're all one family. Don't speak two languages. There's no need to distinguish them so clearly. Although the eldest son is not old, he is a sensible child. He won't complain."

"Chang Shi is right."

King Yan was happy.

"hey-hey."

"Ha ha."

There were two laughs in the carriage.

Ge Cheng has supported the eldest son for a long time, and he has paid attention to the money the eldest son has earned in the past few months.

About how many there are, I told King Yan clearly.

"We still have to give him a warning, otherwise it's hard to handle him."

King Yan didn't want to spread bad words.

Zhu Di didn't want to be able to keep his son's mouth shut and let him lie around outside every day.

"The eldest son is making too much noise, making the city of Beiping go crazy, it's outrageous."

Ge Cheng stopped laughing.

"It's our father's dereliction of duty."

The tacit understanding between the two of them for more than ten years is really seamless, and they smell like each other.

(End of this chapter)