Daming: My grandfather is Emperor Hongwu!

Chapter 8 The Emperor's House
Zhu Yuanzhang walked all the way, talking all the way.

Zhu Biao didn't say a word, just bowed his head and smiled wryly.

In his chatter, Zhu Xiongying saw clearly the true face of this deliberately misinterpreted emperor.

He is diligent in government and loves the people, and dare not slack off state affairs.

He lived a frugal life, the sleeves of his coarse cloth clothes were frayed, and he only had a pair of worn-out cloth shoes on his feet.

He comes from the poor and knows the suffering of the poor.Never be overjoyed, let alone extravagant and dissipated.

In history, he was most criticized for his cruelty.What kind of massacre of meritorious officials, when dealing with corrupt officials, they are always stripped of their skins and filled with mercury.Even sit down and kill the whole family at every turn.

But think about it carefully, has he killed people?
He didn't wear the hat of a Mingjun to enjoy himself wantonly, nor did he waste people's energy and spend all the money in the world to make himself happy.

He killed heroes because he threatened the status of his descendants, and killed corrupt officials because he harmed the people.

And as a poor emperor, he hated the latter even more.Because he knows that the corruption of officials is harmful to the people.Although he is an emperor, he is an emperor with a strong class position. He has always stood by the people.

He, Zhu Yuanzhang, was a wealthy emperor.

But Emperor Hongwu is not a thief of the Chinese people!

Gradually, the group arrived at the Kunning Palace where Empress Ma lived, and they could see the smoke rising from the garden.

Although she is the mother of the Ming Dynasty and the founding queen of the country, Empress Ma's life is still the same as it was decades ago.

Back then, when Zhu Yuanzhang took his brothers to fight outside, she took the wives of General Huaixi to plant and weave cloth, raise some poultry and raise children at home.

Now, too.

She has all the virtues of a Chinese woman, simple and industrious, gentle and kind, and does her best to take care of the housework.It is also true that Zhu Yuanzhang respected and loved her all his life.

"We're back! Let's eat!" Zhu Yuanzhang dragged Zhu Xiongying into the courtyard, yelled, sat down on the stone bench of Dama Jindao, flipped his cloth shoes on his feet, and raised his legs comfortably.

"Are you back?" Empress Ma came out of the kitchen, also in commoner clothes, without any jewelry, and wiped her hands on her apron, "Come back after smelling the scent!"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "We"

He only said one sentence, and his face immediately changed.

I saw Empress Ma passing by him swiftly, as if she didn't see him, and hugged Zhu Xiongying directly in her arms, "Oh my grandson, where did you go to be naughty this afternoon?" Xiongying's little hand said, "Hey, what did you do? Why is it so skinny?"

"Grandmother, it's okay!" Zhu Yingxiong laughed, "Grandson ran fast and fell!"

"Why are you so careless? You just recovered from your illness, so you don't dare to run around!" Empress Ma looked at her grandson's hand distressedly, stood up, looked at Zhu Biao, and said with a smile, "Boss, you've been tired all day! Wait, Mother, let someone serve you food!"

"Mother, son, go by yourself!" Zhu Biao said with a smile.

"Sit, sit, you're a man, waiting to eat ready-made ones! Made what you like!" Empress Ma smiled, and turned back to the kitchen.

Zhu Yuanzhang sat on the stool, looked at this, looked at that, raised his eyebrows, and said in a muffled voice, "No one cares about us, right? We've been tired all day, and no one said anything to us, right? We're hungry too , no one will serve us food, right?"

Well, the old man is jealous!
Zhu Xiongying quickly leaned into the old man's arms, and said with a smile, "Grandpa, grandson knows you are tired. You wait, grandson will make you tea!"

"It's better for our grandson!" Zhu Yuanzhang immediately turned his anger into joy, but then looked coldly at the surrounding palace people, "What are you doing in a daze? Bring us water and food?"

Before the palace people could make a move, Empress Ma brought a few maids to bring the food from the kitchen, and put it on the stone table with her own hands.

In front of Zhu Yuanzhang, fried bacon with garlic, golden eggs, and braised tofu.

In front of Zhu Biao, stewed mutton, sweet and sour purple melon, stir-fried duck, and shrimp custard.

Although the dishes are considered rich among the people, they are already shabby for the emperor's family.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked in front of his son and then at himself, the corners of his eyes twitched.

"What is this?" Zhu Yuanzhang shouted angrily.

Empress Ma, who was serving food for her children and grandchildren, also said angrily, "Food!"

"Shall we not let someone send you a message to make dumplings?" Zhu Yuanzhang continued to shout loudly.

"What kind of dumplings do you eat during the New Year?" Empress Ma's voice was not low, "I cook these people's meals by myself, how can I have the time to chop live noodles?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was choked up, looked around, "Where's the wine?"

"Put it yourself!" Empress Ma replied, "Don't you have long hands?"

Youdao is a young couple who come to accompany each other all the time, but this companion is a noisy enemy.Live well, no noise, no noise, no excitement.Husband and wife, if they really respect each other as guests, life will be boring.

Besides, the two of them are poor couples, how can they have so many etiquettes!
Despite her unforgiving words, Empress Ma poured Zhu Yuanzhang a cup of wine with her own hands, and said, "If you don't let me serve you for a day, you will feel uncomfortable!" Then, she filled a bowl of rice with her own hands and put it on him. at hand.

"This is like the head of a family!" Zhu Yuanzhang snorted.

Then, his eyes drifted to the dishes on Zhu Biao's side.The latter immediately realized the interest, and hurriedly moved the stewed mutton over there.

"Well, that's true!" Zhu Yuanzhang nodded again, taking a sip of his wine.

"You're getting old, drink less!" Empress Ma continued to serve the dishes, complaining, "The imperial doctor said too much alcohol is bad for your health. You've been drinking all your life, and you still haven't had enough?"

"You don't know our body yet? It's like iron!" The old man laughed.

Just like Zhu Biao, Zhu Yingxiong, who was sitting upright and waiting for Empress Ma to finish her work, was taken aback when she heard this.

"Hey, the old man seems to be driving?"

"Dasun, what do you think this is?" Empress Ma lifted the lid of a porcelain plate, "Grandma baked for you a box filled with watermelon and egg stuffing, and there is dried shrimp in it, it's delicious!"

The box is a leek box that northerners love to eat in the old days, but the filling is different.

The size of a small palm, the two sides are golden on the outside and tender on the inside.

Seeing Empress Ma bringing one over, Zhu Xiongying took a big bite, chewed twice, and smiled into crescent moons, "Sweet! Thank you, Grandmother!"

"My eldest grandson's mouth is so sweet!" Empress Ma laughed, "I even made millet porridge for you, and put brown sugar in it!"

Zhu Yuanzhang watched from the side, and suddenly became a little unhappy, "Didn't you say that you don't have time to chop stuffing from live noodles? You can't make dumplings, but you can make them in boxes?"

"What I make here is vegetarian stuffing, what you want is meat stuffing!" Empress Ma sat down and replied, "One day, you are still picking on your grandson?"

Then, he said, "Don't come tomorrow, let's see who you can find. There are plenty of women in the harem who make dumplings for you. They are all eagerly looking forward to you, waiting for you to go. I went to serve you. Meal, pour wine for you, rub your shoulders, wash your feet, and serve you to sleep. I don’t want to serve you, it’s all about me!”

"I'm at this age, and I'm still serving you. Go find those young ones. There are a lot of big girls in the harem! They are white and tender, much better than my yellow-faced woman."

"Look!" Zhu Yuanzhang was short of breath suddenly, "We didn't say anything?"

As for why he is short of breath, Zhu Xiongying can guess one or two.

It is said that a few days ago, the old man just conferred a daughter as his concubine.

He is an old man, he is 55 this year, and that woman is only fifteen!

"Hey, sister!" Zhu Yuanzhang quickly changed the topic, "Today, our precious grandson showed his face!"

There was no food on the Zhu family's dinner table, so Empress Ma asked, "What's the matter?"

"Tsk tsk, our grandson is in front of the emperor, and he suppressed all those courtiers!" Zhu Yuanzhang smiled, narrated what happened in Fengtian Temple today, and finally continued, "Give it to Li Shanchang, and keep saying that Daming has this Good holy grandson, the mountains and rivers will live forever, and the sun and the moon will prosper forever!"

"That's right!" Empress Ma looked at Zhu Xiongying dotingly, and said with a smile, "My brother Ying can be wrong? In the future, he must be promising!"

"Our Zhu family's seeds are good!" Zhu Yuanzhang said while drinking happily.

"Why is your family planted well?" Empress Ma was displeased, "If I didn't give birth to your eldest son, how could you have a grandson?"

(End of this chapter)