My father Zhu Gaoxu

Chapter 22 Promoting Weaving
The burly man named Chang Wei has a big body, a leopard head with ring eyes, a lion nose, a big mouth, and a face full of flesh. He looks extremely ferocious. Most people will definitely run away when they see him, let alone provoke him.

But Ma An yelled at him, showing no sign of fear, and even Zhu Zhanhe who was on the horse secretly sweated for him.

But he didn't expect that after Chang Wei was scolded, he backed away again and again, his ferocious face was full of embarrassment.

"Forgive me, son, it was Chang who was rude just now!"

Chang Wei apologized with fists in his hands, his face flushed red.

"This...Brother Chang, you don't need to be too polite. You must have heard about my injury. I don't remember the people and things before."

Zhu Zhanhe couldn't figure out the origin of the other party, so he said very politely.

Hearing the name "Brother Chang", Chang Wei suddenly raised his head, his two big nostrils flashed and panted heavily, and he seemed very excited.

"My son, this Chang Wei is the grandson of King Kaiping, but the Chang family... hehe!"

Ma An introduced to Zhu Zhanhe knowingly, but when he mentioned the Chang family, his tone was somewhat disdainful.

When Chang Wei heard Ma An's words, a bit of shame and anger flashed in his eyes, but then he lowered his head and remained silent.

"King Kaiping?"

Zhu Zhanhe felt a little familiar when he heard this title, and then he realized: Damn, isn't this the famous Chang Yuchun?
When Zhu Zhanhe was a child, he heard Mr. Shan Tianfang's heroes of the Ming Dynasty, and the one who impressed him the most was Chang Yuchun who was carrying an iron tackle in Kunlong Mountain. In addition, he also had a son, Chang Mao, who was even more powerful than Chang Yuchun.

It's a pity that Zhu Zhanhe grew up later and knew that there was a huge gap between novels and history. For example, although Chang Mao was a man, he was an ignorant dude, and Zhu Zhanhe was disappointed for a long time.

"It turns out that brother Chang is the queen of the door. We met here by chance today. Why don't we let me be the host? How about we have a drink or two?"

Zhu Zhanhe swung his saddle off his horse and approached to invite him very affectionately. Only then did he realize that this Chang Wei seemed to be a bit taller than his father Zhu Gaoxu.

In fact, Zhu Zhanhe knew that the Chang family had only been prominent for two generations, and Chang Yuchun's daughter was Zhu Biao's concubine, Zhu Yunwen's aunt.

When Jing Nan was in trouble, the Chang family was on the wrong team again, so after Zhu Di ascended the throne, the Chang family completely declined, even lost their title, so Ma An, a slave, dared to scold Chang Wei.

But who made Chang Yuchun Zhu Zhanhe's childhood idol, and even led him to have a little more affection for Chang Wei.

Seeing Zhu Zhanhe's politeness, Chang Wei showed a look of flattery on his ugly face, but then he saluted and said, "Thank you for your kindness, sir, but I came today...to ask your son to return my things to me. "

"Return something? What did I take from you?"

Zhu Zhanhe was taken aback, and then looked at Ma An beside him, but Ma An also didn't know, because he was transferred to his side after Zhu Zhanhe was injured.

"The day my son was injured while hunting in the city, we enjoyed playing together. My "General" was rated as the number one, so my son borrowed it to enjoy it, but later..."

Chang Wei looked embarrassed when he said that at the end, but the "General" was his beloved, and he really couldn't give it up. During this period of time, he often wandered around the palace, and finally let him see Zhu Zhanhe.

"Zhizhi? I didn't expect you, Brother Chang, to have such a hobby."

Zhu Zhanhe felt a little funny, seeing Chang Wei's appearance and body, saying that he likes killing people and skinning people is more credible than fighting crickets.

"This...hehe~"

Chang Wei scratched his head embarrassingly again. To be honest, this was the first time Zhu Zhanhe talked to him in such a pleasant manner.

"Ma'an, did I have tissue on my body when I was injured?"

Zhu Zhanhe immediately asked Ma An.

"My son, after you were injured, the house was in chaos. Afterwards, I personally checked your belongings, but I didn't find Jizhi."

Ma An replied immediately.

"How could it not be? The prince borrowed it from me that day, and many people saw it with their own eyes."

Chang Wei suddenly became anxious, the general was not only his beloved, but also had more important meanings to him.

"Brother Chang, don't worry, isn't it just to promote weaving? I'll ask someone to buy one and just pay you back!"

Zhu Zhanhe said indifferently, thinking of him as the dignified son of the King of Han, he can't afford to pay even a cricket, right?

"Your Majesty, I don't know. Now that the Qiuxing Competition is coming soon, the best knitting is priceless, and my general is the top-ranked birthday star, and it is even more difficult to find, but now..."

"Wait, what is the Qiuxing Competition?"

Zhu Zhanhe interrupted the other party's puzzled question.

"My lord, Qiuxing is fighting and weaving. It got its name because it is only held in autumn. As for the Qiuxing competition, the princes and grandchildren of the capital gather together to compete with each other with the weaving that they have collected. There is a lot of luck."

Ma An explained to Zhu Zhanhe in a low voice.

Douzhi weaving began in Tang Dynasty, flourished in Song Dynasty, and was also very popular in Ming Dynasty. For example, Zhu Zhanji, the cousin of Zhu Zhanhe, after he became emperor, ordered to collect and promote weaving in the whole country and send them to the palace. Therefore, it was also dubbed the title of "Son of Weaving".

There is a story in Pu Songling's "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio" called Cuzhi, in which the emperor Zhu Zhanji was written.

"Then did I prepare to promote weaving?"

Zhu Zhanhe thought about the question again, and if there is any, he will compensate the other party.

"If the prince had one, he wouldn't snatch it... Bah! It's 'wanting' him!"

Ma An almost slipped the tongue, and slapped himself lightly.

Now Zhu Zhanhe finally understood. Just now Chang Wei said that he lent it to himself, probably because he was concerned about his own face. With Zhu Zhanhe's character before, such things as robbery are simply common.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhanhe raised his head and looked at Chang Wei. This burly man who was half a head taller than himself was hunched over at this moment, forcing a flattering smile on his ferocious face, which made him feel a little sad.

In addition, Zhu Zhanhe also found that although the material of Chang Wei's clothes was good, the collar and cuffs had been washed white, and there was a piece of ancient jade hanging from his waist, which was missing a corner upon closer inspection.

It can also be seen from these that after the decline of the Chang family, Chang Wei's life was not easy.

"Brother Chang, I'm really sorry, I don't have any money to pay you now..."

"Your Majesty..."

Chang Wei was sweating profusely when he heard the words, wanted to get angry but didn't dare, his face turned red from holding back.

"Don't worry, I will definitely not renege on your favor!"

As Zhu Zhanhe said, he pulled Chang Wei to the side of the road, and then asked again.

"How long is it until the Qiuxing Competition?"

"More than a month."

Chang Wei finally calmed down after receiving Zhu Zhanhe's assurance.

"Enough time!"

Zhu Zhanhe smiled easily, and then asked again.

"I heard that the quality of Zhizhi varies from place to place, is that true?"

"That's true. In terms of geographical division, Zhuzhi can be divided into northern worms and southern worms. The northern worms are smaller, but fierce and aggressive. The southern worms are fit and handsome, but less aggressive."

Chang Wei nodded.

"That's it. I happen to know a place where the weaving that is abundant has both the advantages of northern and southern worms. All the good worms are produced one by one. Then you can have as many as you want!"

Zhu Zhanhe deliberately paused at this point, then raised his hand and patted the other party's shoulder to continue.

"But this matter is very important. I have other things to do today. How about it? You come to my house tomorrow, and we will discuss it in detail then!"

(End of this chapter)