Zhu Biao sat in the house for a while and went to the Wenhua Hall to read the book, or to read the "Qi Min Technique", he was about to arrange immigration, this book is a comprehensive agricultural book, including 1500 years ago Chinese agronomy, horticulture, afforestation, sericulture, animal husbandry, veterinary, breeding, brewing, cooking, reserves, etc...

Although there are professional people in charge of these things, Zhu Biao feels that he can't go up to command without knowing anything, and he must have a basic understanding, so that with some of his insights in later generations, he may be able to help those people.

Zhu Biao thought that there was a toothache here, but unfortunately "Heavenly Creations" only appeared in the last years of the Ming Dynasty, and he had that book, but he forgot to read it after buying it home.

If he can still remember some after reading it, it is trivial to push the Ming forward by a hundred years, but it is useless to regret it, if there is really a precedent in the world, it will be a mess.

Zhu Biao sank down and read the agricultural book, and after a while, Liu Jin walked in, and after saluting, he stood silently in front of the desk, Zhu Biao put the book, he knew that Liu Jin had something to say.

Zhu Biao leaned weakly on the back of the chair, still a little depressed in his heart, and said casually: "What's the matter, but what does my father command?" ”

Liu Jin bowed down and said, "It was the saint who heard a good poem, and specially ordered the slave maid to read it to His Highness." ”

Zhu Biao was stunned for a moment, Tang poems and Song lyrics and Yuan songs, the Ming Dynasty was not good for these things, not to mention that his father was even more indifferent to it.

Zhu Biao said with interest: "Read it." ”

Liu Jin bowed down and then read: "Lime groans, thousands of hammers are chiseled out of the deep mountains, and the fire burns as if you are idle." Don't be afraid of broken bones, you have to leave your innocence in the world. ”

Zhu Biao had already stood up from the first sentence, his face was dark, his brows were furrowed, and he stared straight at Liu Jin.

After Liu Jin gritted his teeth and finished reading, he knelt directly on the ground and lowered his head deeply.

Zhu Biao's heart was already beating violently, he didn't know what emotion was in a dizzy mood, he was a little resistant to expectation, and his nose was still a little sour.

It can't be Yu Qian, just like Zhu Biao originally thought, Yu Qianli was born very early, and it would be good to be able to assist his son and grandson.

Moreover, this kind of verse, the formation requires the right time, place and people, and it is not something that anyone can make with a row of brains, unless he has heard it!

Nuan Yu was also carefully wiping the table, but now she has drilled under the table, she has followed Zhu Biao for so many years, and it is the first time she has seen Zhu Biao, who has always been graceful, so excited.

Zhu Biao returned to his chair after confirming in his heart, and asked expressionlessly: "Good poetry, I didn't expect that I still have such a talent in Daming, Liu Jin, who is the poet's surname, but he came to participate in this imperial examination?" ”

Liu Jin quickly replied: "Back to Your Highness, the slave maid doesn't know, when the slave maid entered the imperial study, she saw Mao Xiang report to the saint again, and the slave didn't dare to listen to it more, and she was about to withdraw after putting the candidate's place of origin on the imperial case." The saint suddenly ordered the slave and maid to pass this verse to His Highness, and the slave and maid wrote it down and rushed back, and the slave and maid were guilty! ”

Zhu Biao nodded and said, "Okay, you guys go down." ”

Liu Jin and Nuan Yu hurriedly saluted and retreated, but they didn't dare to go far, so they stayed at the door.

Zhu Biao leaned on the chair and put his feet on the bookcase, exhaled comfortably, it seems that his situation is not very good to be able to take out this verse, otherwise the poems of Tang Bohu Nalan and Nalan Xingde and others are more suitable for fame.

Now that Zhu Biao's mind is stable, he expects that person to be a science student, preferably a person who is proficient in various physical chemistry.

His status is supreme, even if someone else crosses over to Zhu Di, it doesn't matter, as long as Zhu Yuanzhang is not crossed, then nothing can shake Zhu Biao's status.

But no matter who this person is, Zhu Biao must ensure that it falls into his hands, after thinking clearly, Zhu Biao got up directly and went out of the Wenhua Palace, looked at the sunlight outside and said: "Nuan Yu, the table is not clean, it must be that you didn't wipe it well, don't go quickly." ”

Nuan Yu glanced at him aggrievedly, and went to wipe the table with a twitch.

Zhu Biao smiled, and walked to the imperial study Liu Jin hurriedly followed, it was now more than half of the time, and his father should not have finished his official business.

Walking all the way unimpeded, Zhu Biao was looking forward to that person more and more, and he felt like he was going to open the blind box, and when he arrived at the imperial study, he saw Mao Xiang walking out.

When Mao Xiang saw Zhu Biao, he saluted: "The ministers participate in His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness will be a thousand years." ”

Zhu Biao said with a false support: "The poem just now was made by the imperial examination scholars in Beijing? ”

Mao Xiang is not surprised, this poem is the kind that the royal family loves, even the saint is satisfied with it, and it is reasonable for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to love talents.

Mao Xiang bowed and returned: "It was not a scholar of the imperial examination, but a young man from a side branch of the Yansheng Mansion in Shandong Province. ”

Zhu Biao was a little disappointed, and it seemed that he couldn't see it directly: "But my father has a reward?" ”

Mao Xiang bowed down and said, "The Holy Lord will reward the Four Treasures of the Scholar's Room and the quota of Enke next year. ”

After hearing this, Zhu Biao nodded, took off a piece of gold-painted cloud dragon jade pendant from his waist and handed it to Mao Xiang: "Even if this is a reward from the palace, let's give it together." ”

Mao Xiang was a little afraid to take the jade pendant, this is the prince's personal Yunlong jade pendant, even if it is given, it is not for you to wear, but it should be enshrined, this is a gift for a young man, it is really a bit too much.

But seeing that Zhu Biao's mind has been decided, Mao Xiang had no choice but to respectfully take the jade pendant, Zhu Biao also knew that this was a bit too important, but there was no way, the benevolent brother was in a difficult situation at first glance, if he didn't hold a hand, his blind box would be broken.

The Kong family is now in turmoil, the Ming Dynasty has suppressed him, the last time he came to Nanjing to meet the head of the Kong family died on the way back, and now the Kong family is afraid that the Zhu family will be unhappy, and now the gifts of Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao are enough to ensure that the person is alive.

There are many more filthy clans, but not to the point of resisting the royal will.

When Zhu Biao walked into the imperial study, he saw that his father seemed to have no change from when he saw it in the morning, and he was still the same hard-working appearance.

After Zhu Biao saluted, he stepped forward and said: "The poet that my father asked Liu Jin to bring to his sons heard it, and he specially came to ask who made this poem.

Zhu Yuanzhang put down his pen and said with a smile: "We also felt happy when we heard it, I guessed that you must like it, hahaha, it is a side line of the Kong family, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy who was wronged by the main family, and then made this poem." ”

Zhu Biao said with a smile: "It's a young talent, but it's a pity that it's a member of the Kong family, and Fei Erchen just gave out a piece of jade pendant." ”

Zhu Yuanzhang said softly: "It's very good, it's the talent of the Kong family, after the death of the boy's parents, a younger sister grew up in the Confucian Mansion, and the family wealth was controlled by the main family. ”

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