Zhu Yijun did not have any hostility towards the Wei State Mansion, let alone Xu Weizhi, but simply wanted Xu Weizhi to go to Beijing for treatment. Of course, if Xu Weizhi thought about it himself, it would have nothing to do with Zhu Yijun, after all, Zhu Yijun didn't let him do anything.

Although Xu Weizhi didn't know Zhu Yijun's thoughts, and he couldn't guess what the emperor wanted to do, he needed to make a choice.

The choice is also very simple, it is nothing more than the difference between going or not going, go, of course, there is nothing to say, but if you don't go, then you have to be careful, the emperor's kindness is not so easy to refuse.

After pondering for a while, Xu Weizhi still made a choice, he decided to go, and he was very decisive. Besides, entering Beijing is not a fatal thing, and he can still be closer to the emperor. In addition, there is also the Dingguo Mansion, and I will not be blinded by my eyes, and I don't know anything.

"The minister wants to return to Beijing with His Majesty, so he can serve by His Majesty's side." Xu Weizhi said respectfully.

Zhu Yijun looked at Xu Weizhi and nodded, these veteran nobles are really going to do something!

It is very difficult for the emperor to find a reason to clean them up, but this is also their way of survival, the merits of the ancestors are there, this is what people look like, and the emperor will not deal with them for no reason. As long as they don't go too far, the emperor still has to give them respect, after all, these people are the goal of the latecomers.

Unless it is Zhu Di's kind of situation that changes the world, the status of these nobles is really as stable as a dog.

"That's fine, Aiqing can go to Beijing with me, and when the time comes, I will give an order to Imperial Doctor Li, and it's not easy to see him now." Zhu Yijun said with a smile.

This is the emperor's grace, but Xu Weizhi also knows that Li Shizhen is really difficult to invite now, as the first person in the Ming Dynasty's medical prescription, Li Shizhen's status is too high, and it can be said that ten thousand families are Buddhas. This is a character who is a god when he is alive, and there is really nothing you can do about him in ordinary people.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Xu Weizhi hurriedly smiled and said, this love is to be received.

Next, the chat between the monarchs and ministers was much easier, usually housework, talking about Xu Weizhi's sons and daughters, etc., but they were also very happy to talk in detail. In the evening, Zhu Yijun left Xu Weizhi to eat in the palace, and when the palace door was locked, Xu Weizhi left the palace.

The next day, Zhu Yijun summoned all the ministers in Nanjing, after all, there are also six yamen here in Nanjing.

In the next few days, Zhu Yijun was going to worship Emperor Taizu, and the ceremony was also very cumbersome and time-consuming.

At night, it is as quiet as water.

Since Zhu Yijun stayed in the imperial palace in Nanjing, it has somewhat recovered some popularity, which has made it seem a lot more lively. With Zhu Yijun's arrival, Nanjing City is more like a capital. Zhu Yijun walked in the Nanjing Imperial Palace, quite a feeling of being separated from the world.

In the previous life, this place was almost destroyed, but Zhu Yijun is walking here now.

"Your Majesty, the prince is here!" Wei Chao, who was following behind Zhu Yijun, spoke.

Wei Dynasty, Zhang Whale's godson, Zhu Yijun's successor to Dongchang, Zhu Yijun will not use him because he is Zhang Whale's godson, the inheritance of eunuchs is like this, passed down from generation to generation, if he loses power, he will lose power, and he will not have power because his godson is in power.

This time, Zhu Yijun did not bring Zhang Whale but brought Wei Chao, in order to test him, and at the same time to give a signal to the outside world.

As for the prince in the mouth of the Wei Dynasty, it was a little eunuch named Wang An, who was waiting with Zhu Yijun back then, since the establishment of the inner factory, Wang An has entered the inner factory, and is the successor of the inner factory cultivated by Zhu Yijun.

"Let him come!" Zhu Yijun nodded, and then said, you must know that you didn't really come to Nanjing to worship your ancestors.

Wang An quickly walked up and glanced at Wang An, Zhu Yijun couldn't help but sigh, time is really like water!

The little eunuch who was waiting by his side back then is now in his prime, seeing that Wang An was about to kneel down and kowtow, Zhu Yijun waved his hand: "Okay, stand up and talk back!" When Wang An stood up, Zhu Yijun asked, "Have you been in Jiangnan for three years?" ”

"Back to the emperor, the slave has been in Jiangnan for three years!" Wang An hurriedly replied, with a respectful look on his face.

Zhu Yijun nodded, and then said, "Then talk to me!" ”

Zhu Yijun has no limited scope, this unlimited scope is fatal, but this is also a test for Wang An, if you can't even answer this question well, then Wang An is unqualified, not to mention reuse, it is estimated that the current position will not be kept, Wang An knows this.

"Yes, Emperor!" Wang Anxin was also prepared, but he didn't seem flustered, and began to talk after sorting out his thoughts.

"Since the opening of the imperial court, the style of doing business in the south of the Yangtze River prevails, and the people are not ashamed of their words, there are a lot of factories in various places, and the development of the textile industry is very powerful, and the rice in Jiangsu and Zhejiang has been changed to mulberry, if it is not for the emergence of new crops, I am afraid that the grain is not enough to eat."

Zhu Yijun knows this, although wool textile is very popular, but silk is also completely high-end.

Wool imitations are cheap, and silk has not been affected, but the price has gone all the way up, which is also the reason why Zhu Yijun is the main promoter.

With profits, it is natural to produce, which is an eternal law of business, and it is not surprising that rice is changed to mulberry. But Zhu Yijun didn't care, this was something he had thought of a long time ago. In the future, silk will be exported, and as a high-end product and an aristocratic product, the price will naturally go up.

"Commerce and trade in all parts of the Yangtze River are prosperous, although there are some problems, but they are not serious."

"There is a tax department for tax evasion, and there are also slave buyers and sellers in secret, and the effect of abolishing slaves in Jiangnan is not good. The employment contract launched by the emperor has not been implemented by Zhu so far. Seeing Zhu Yijun nodding, Wang An spoke again: "But it's getting better now." ”

This is a question of social atmosphere, if the conditions are good and the people have a way to live, who is willing to sell their sons and daughters!

This problem takes time, and that's all Zhu Yijun can do, but there is one question that Zhu Yijun is still concerned about: "What is the situation in Qinhuai River?" ”

Qinhuai River, Yangzhou thin horse, these two words sound very beautiful, but how much blood and tears are behind it! Different from later generations, later generations are more voluntary, and there are few coercions, although there are some, this era is just the opposite, there are more coercion, less voluntary, Zhu Yijun needs to be powerful, these people are naturally the most suitable.