"The child meets his father......"

"Grandson meets grandfather......"

"Okay, okay, okay, get up." Yang Zhangde stretched out his hand to pick up his eldest son Yang Shichen, whose hair was also gray, and nodded to the group of grandchildren, daughters, grandchildren, and even great-grandchildren in front of him.

When they got up, Yang Zhangde said to his eldest son: "I haven't seen you for another twelve years, how many twelve years are there in this life...... When I come back this time, I have decided to ask Your Majesty to resign, and in the future, the Yang family will rely on you. ”

Yang Shichen was born in the fifteenth year of Yongle and is 52 years old this year. And Yang Zhangde got married late and is 85 years old this year.

However, as a disciple of the Wudang layman, he has been practicing all year round, and his body has been maintained very well.

At the age of eighty-five, he is still in office, and he is now the oldest military general in the Ming Dynasty.

Sitting in the duke's car driven by the family, Yang Zhangde leaned against the window, looking at the city that he almost didn't know outside, and sighed in his heart.

From a Wudang outcast to a supreme minister, he has no regrets in this life.

"Is there any news from Your Majesty?"

"Yesterday, Li Yuan also called the child and asked about his father's arrival time, presumably when he returned home in a while, there would be news coming."

Yang Zhangde nodded and sighed: "I haven't seen Your Majesty for twelve years, and your Majesty is seventy years old this year." I think when I first met His Majesty, he was not yet sixteen years old, what a vicissitudes of life! ”

Yang Shichen said with a smile: "Now in the court, in terms of this military general, my father is still deeply loved by His Majesty." ”

Yang Zhangde shook his head and said: "In terms of closeness, your father and I have been loyal all my life, and no one can match it." But the disadvantage is that I read too little, and I am always pressed on the head by other juniors in this life. ”

Although Yang Zhangde was awarded the title of Duke of Zhangde, this duke was two points inferior to Yang Dao's Duke of Donghai. As the governor of the North Continent of Dongzhou, he can be regarded as a high authority, and he has not been the governor in his life, which is Yang Zhangde's biggest regret.

At this time, his eyes were drawn to a new house outside the window. "Yo, this house is taller than the Tower of Truth, isn't it?"

In the original Yingtian Mansion, all buildings could not exceed the height of thirty meters in the main hall of Fengtian Temple. Only the Truth Tower, the original Bao'en Temple Tower, broke through this height and reached nearly eighty meters.

For decades, the Tower of Truth, as a symbol of Shinrikyo, has been the tallest building in Yingtianfu, and no building dares to surpass it.

Yang Shichen followed his father's line of sight and said with a smile: "That is the newly built headquarters building of the commercial bank in Xinjiekou, which was approved by His Majesty and is thirty-three zhang high. ”

Yang Zhangde asked: "So high, go to the water of the thatched house?" ”

Yang Shichen nodded and said, "The Ministry of Industry has developed a new type of supercharger, which is said to be able to send water to a height of two hundred meters. It was also in order to experiment with new technologies that His Majesty asked commercial banks to try to build 100-meter-tall buildings first, so as to accumulate technology for the future. ”

Yang Zhangde retracted his gaze and couldn't help but sigh: "The power of truth is really huge, I think back then, Ying Tianfu didn't even have a few houses with more than three floors, but now, a house with thirty floors can be built." ”

The car soon came to the corner between Lake Biwa and the Purple Mountain on the north side of the Imperial Palace, where several Beijing guards were stationed, on the one hand, to protect the Imperial Garden, Lake Biwa, the front lake, and the large area at the foot of the Purple Mountain, which were the private world of the concubines.

On the other hand, it is to protect the world's largest vault.

Somewhere at the foot of the Purple Mountain, a huge cellar was excavated, and this cellar had no other purpose than to store the gold that the Ming had brought back from all over the world.

Over the decades, most of the gold shipped back from around the world has been stored here, and it is said that nearly 100,000 tonnes of gold has been stored.

This is mainly due to the fact that although gold is the legal tender of the Ming Dynasty, it is not in circulation, because the purchasing power of silver coins is already quite amazing.

Zhu Zhanji is well aware that as one of the most stable metals in the world, gold has its irreplaceability. Not to mention that now, even after hundreds of years, the value of gold is still recognized by everyone.

If Daming wants to maintain a strong position in the world and maintain the stability of the currency, the reserves of gold must be stable above an ideal reserve line.

And circulation, it is good to use silver, compared to the scarcity of gold, the reserves of silver in the world are much larger.

Not to mention other places, Dongzhou alone can smelt more than 100,000 tons of silver every year.

Even if it is inconvenient for silver to circulate as currency in the future, it is still possible to issue banknotes pegged to gold to meet the needs of the market.

In every respect, gold reserves are important.

The new Zhangde Mansion was built on the eastern edge of Taiping Fang, near the blockade area.

The car drove directly into the gate and stopped, dozens of descendants of the Yang family were already waiting in the courtyard, and when they saw Yang Zhangde get out of the car, they all knelt down to greet him.

Yang Zhangde looked at his grandson and great-grandson, and his always tough heart softened. Holding one child after another, I was reluctant to let go.

The junior who came back with him stopped a truck at this time, and began to count people's hair and gifts, and the yard was full of laughter.

A loud voice suddenly rang out. "Master has returned thousands of miles, but the apprentice has not been able to meet him at the dock, please forgive your sins."

Yang Zhangde turned around and saw two burly figures coming in with a few guards, his face showing joy. "Two dogs...... Captain ...... Horse"

"It's good that Master still calls me Ergouzi, it's been decades, and Master still remembers my nickname."

Jin Yiwei commanded Li Zifeng to take his son Li Yuan to Yang Zhangde's front and knelt down with a plop. "When Master comes back this time, he will go to Yingtianfu to recuperate, so that I can do my filial piety for a few years."

Yang Zhangde hurriedly reached out to help Li Zifeng up. "You are now the commander of the Jinyi Guard, how can you kneel to me?"

"A teacher for one day, a father for life. Without Master, how could I be my second son today. I haven't seen him for 12 years, and Master deserves to worship him. ”

With Yang Zhangde's support, Li Zifeng straightened up and said, "Originally, I had already arranged to go to the dock to meet Master today, but I was temporarily called by His Majesty, and Li Yuan was arranged to come over, specifically to invite Master into the palace." ”

Li Yuan kowtowed three times on behalf of his father, and then said solemnly: "According to Your Majesty's dictation, it is said that the Admiral of Dongji City, Yang Zhangde, the Duke of Zhangde, will enter the palace to see ......."

Yang Zhangde bowed down and said, "Obey the order......"

Straightening up, he asked, "Did Your Majesty say when?" ”

Li Yuan said as a disciple grandson: "Master, Your Majesty said that if you don't feel sleepy, enter the palace now, Your Majesty still wants to keep you for lunch." If you are not in good health, you can enter the palace later. ”

Yang Zhangde hugged his fists towards the palace and said: "Your Majesty is merciful......" Turning around, he looked at himself and said, "Zifeng and Yuan'er sit down for a while, and I will go into the house to change my clothes and leave." Chu Yu ...... Find out the white bear skin I prepared for Your Majesty, the mink skin I prepared for Lan Guifei, and Ma Guifei, and bring them into the palace. ”

In the Extreme West Hou Mansion not far from Yang's Mansion, Tang Sai'er took off her military uniform and put on a super lady dress like her daughter-in-law, Princess Ningguo.

Her head full of jewelry made her particularly unaccustomed to it, and she kept complaining to her daughter-in-law. "The one on this head weighs two pounds, and I don't dare to move too much when I walk or speak."

Princess Ning Guo pursed her lips and smiled: "Mother's body is what countless women have dreamed of all their lives. ”

Tang Sai'er shook his head and sighed: "The old body is still used to riding horses on the battlefield, and there is no life to enjoy happiness. ”

Tang Sai'er and Ning Guo's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are two extremes, one has been in the wind and rain all his life, and has killed countless people. A lifetime of fine clothes and jade food, ten fingers do not touch the spring water.

For the sake of the family, Tang Sai'er has worked hard all his life, and now he has finally earned the Shijue Jixihou, and it will be descended from generation to generation after three generations.

She can't enjoy the happiness herself, but she likes the eldest daughter-in-law who is sent by everyone everywhere, even if she only spends money in Tang Lin City, but it is a great achievement to give birth to five descendants with royal blood to the Lin family.

Two completely different mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law, because of their different priorities, do not have many contradictions with each other and get along well.

Ning Guo walked out of the room with his mother-in-law in his arms, and Lin Xi brought his wife and a group of grandchildren to greet him. Except for the extreme west Hou Lin Chu, who still stayed in Moscow to guard the base camp, everyone else was in the courtyard.

When they saw Tang Sai'er, who was dressed differently than usual, they all praised it one by one.

Although he is almost seventy years old, Tang Sai'er is still not used to this kind of praise, and his usually serious face overflows with a hint of blush.

Ning Guo saw that Tang Sai'er was uncomfortable, and said to his second son: "Okay, okay, let the ancestor be idle for a while." Hanwen, you go and drive the car to the door, and we'll get in the car. ”

As the second son, Lin Hanwen should return to Tang Lin City after graduation and serve the family.

However, now the Ming Dynasty has reached the Baltic Sea, and the fiefdom of the extreme west has also changed from Tanglin City to Moscow. There was no war on the Western Front, and after Lin Hanwen graduated, Ning Guo found Zhu Zhanji and arranged him to be an errand in the palace.

The eldest son stayed in the fiefdom to serve the family, and the second son stayed in the center of the capital to be close to the emperor's grandfather, and he could also serve the family.

Lin Hanwen glanced at his grandmother again before he responded happily. "We have to hurry up, just when I left the palace, I saw Zhang Tingmian entering the palace with Zhang Rui."

Seeing that Lin Hanwen was going to drive, Ning Guo stopped him. "You stand first, Zhang Tingmian is the British prince in the world, although he is young, he is even higher than you, how can you be so frivolous? Even if this capital is respected by your emperor's ancestor, he can't take care of us from generation to generation, and we have to maintain the relationship between all parties. You're in the Nexus, so you have to be careful in everything you do, you know? ”

was taught a few words by his mother, Lin Hanwen didn't dare to refute, and responded: "The child remembers." ”

In the hall, Zhu Zhanji's head sat Zhang Mao, the grandson Zhu Jianshen, the three of them were talking in a low voice, at the door, Zhu Youzhu and Zhang Mao's eldest son Zhang Rui, the two of them were playing backgammon at this time.

Zhang Mao is Zhang Fu's second son, who was born in the eighteenth year of orthodoxy, because the eldest son died young, and he is also Zhang Fu's only son.

Zhang Fu died at the age of eighty-eight in the 30th year of orthodoxy, and at the age of 12, Zhang Mao became the Duke of England.

Since then, Zhang Mao has lived in the palace most of the time, and he has a good restaurant with a group of princes who are the same age.

In the thirty-fifth year of orthodoxy, he married the forty-second princess Princess Xuancheng as his wife, and gave birth to a son the following year, named Zhang Rui.

Zhang Rui and Zhu Youzhang are the same age, and the two have been close since childhood and often play together.

The British Duke now has a fief in South Asia, but the main branch has hardly been to the Yingzhou Mansion, where Zhang Fu's chain and various younger brothers are presiding.

However, because of the strict inheritance system of the Ming Dynasty, they did not worry about the loss of power.

"According to His Majesty's arrangement, there are now more than 1,000 tigers in the South China Tiger Breeding Base in Yingzhou Prefecture. However, this South China tiger is not only not as large as the Siberian tiger, but the tiger bone does not seem to be as effective as the Siberian tiger, which should be due to the climate. ”

"This may also be the difference between domesticated and wild, just like the herb, the medicinal effect of the wild is good, but the medicinal properties of the cultivation are poor. Wild ginseng can be used as a life-saving medicine, and the medicinal effect of planted ginseng is not even comparable to 30%. However, this tiger breeding should be paid attention to from now on, and don't let people kill them all, and the children in the future don't even know what a tiger looks like. ”

"Your Majesty is right...... There is also tea, and now the black tea and oolong tea cultivation in Yingzhou Mansion are getting bigger and bigger. Those Indians, Turks, and cannibals, including the Europas, are now buying in large quantities, and they are in short supply. ”

Zhu Zhanji was about to speak when he heard a loud summons from a female official at the door......

"His Majesty Yang Dao, the Duke of the East China Sea, sees ......"

"Majesty Zhang De Gong Yang Zhang De sees ......"

"Mrs. Houtai of the Extreme West, the first-class hero Tang Sai'er sees ......"

"Liang Guogong Zhang Wu saw ......"

"His Majesty Sunan, Marquis of Yecheng, sees ......"

"His Majesty Liu An, Marquis of Guangning, sees ......"

Hearing these familiar names, Zhu Zhanji's heart couldn't help but feel a little dazed, but it was only for a moment that he sobered up.

"It's all old courtiers, Tingmian, most of the people here, I'm afraid you haven't seen them!"

Zhang Mao's face turned red and said with a smile: "Although I have never met, I have long remembered his people and affairs. ”

Zhu Zhanji nodded, and waved his hand: "Pass ......"

After a while, a large group of people came in at the entrance of the hall, and Zhu Zhanji did not sit on the dragon chair, but walked directly down the high platform and greeted him.

Everyone was a little caught off guard and hurriedly bowed. Zhu Zhanji laughed loudly: "No courtesy, no courtesy." Today, regardless of monarchs and ministers, only talk about old friendships. ”

Seeing Yang Zhangde, who had gray hair and a rickety figure, Zhu Zhanji nodded lightly and said, "From Jinyiwei to the army, you have done a good job in Dongzhou over the years." Now that you and I are old, you will stay in the capital and accompany me more in the future. ”

Yang Zhangde took advantage of Zhu Zhanji's inattention, but still bowed down. "The minister is also ready to spend a few years in the capital, and he will not go anywhere. It's just that the minister still wants to implore His Majesty for one thing......"

"Something to say."

"The minister was born recklessly, and his majesty appreciated him, from the general banner of Jinyi Weiyi, and now he is Zhang Degong. The proudest thing in my life is the military years in Dongzhou. I hope that after a hundred years, the ashes can enter Nanshan Hall. ”

Zhu Zhanji pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "I agreed." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Nanshan Hall is a popular folk name, because it is located at the southern foot of Zhongshan and got its name, its actual name should be the Ming Martyrs' Shrine.

The Ming Martyrs' Shrine is located in the east of the Zhongshan Imperial Mausoleum, and is the only cemetery in the Ming Dynasty that can enjoy the imperial mausoleum.

Because under the front hall of the mountain is the monument to the heroes of the Ming Dynasty, and the martyrs' shrine not only has a special memorial square, but also can engrave their names on the base of the monument.

In the past 20 years, countless civil ministers and military generals have buried their ashes in the apse, and their names are engraved in the front hall for the last dream.

Among the people present, Tang Sai'er and Yecheng Hou Sunan are the representatives who have been confirmed to be worthy of the imperial tomb, and even Yang Dao is still uncertain.

Because if you want to enjoy the imperial mausoleum, it is not about the level of the official position, there is a prerequisite that the military general will obtain the title of Ming Hero, and the Wenchen will obtain the title of Ming Wenxun.

Looking at Yang Dao, Zhu Zhanji said: "Donghai Gong, you have been conscientious all these years, and now it is time to enjoy the blessings, after I wait for the celebration, I am going to go to the Northwest Desert to patrol around, I don't know if I am interested in accompanying me to have a look......

Yang Dao bowed and said: "The minister has not added a handful of soil to the grave of his father and ancestor for more than ten years, and when he comes back this time, he doesn't want to go again." ”

Zhu Zhanji nodded and looked at Tang Sai'er. "For Daming, you have worked hard all your life. Now that there is the Lin family in the western Xinjiang of the Ming Dynasty, I am very relieved. ”

Tang Sai'er hugged his fists and said: "Your Majesty, the minister is aggrieved to stay in Tianfu here, if you go out, can you leave a place for the minister?" ”

Zhu Zhanji laughed and said: "You are my heroine of the Ming Dynasty, I can't ask for it." ”

Facing Zhang Wu's cousin, Zhu Zhanji was much more casual, and gently patted him on the shoulder. "The eldest son Zhang Hai is old-fashioned, the second son Zhang Han is brilliant, although I have many sons, there are not many who can compare to them, you are a blessed person."

Zhang Wu replied: "It's all by Your Majesty's grace......"

Liu An was the son of Liu Rong, who first followed Zhu Zhanji, and is now an important naval officer who guards the northern maritime frontier for the Ming Dynasty.

When Zhu Zhanji went to sea for the first time, he swept away the Bengkulu tribe as the main general, and he was still a high-spirited strong man at that time, but now he has also become an old man.

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said to everyone: "I'm afraid you don't know that in the daily broadcast, Liu Yue, the host who broadcasts the news, is the granddaughter of the Marquis of Guangning. Some noble children of Ying Tianfu, in order to win her heart, there were a lot of disputes. ”

Liu An shook his head and smiled: "It's all under the protection of His Majesty, so that no one disturbs Xiaoyue's purity." I originally wanted her to get married as soon as possible, a woman's family, or to put the family first, but unfortunately, she didn't listen to the old man's words. ”

That being said, his tone was full of smugness.

Liu Yue can be said to be a new generation of women in the Ming Dynasty, they are all influenced by Lan Guifei, self-reliant, self-reliant, and unwilling to be a man's vassal.

Most of these women are from good backgrounds and have a good job. The social status is not low either.

However, in this era, they have also suffered great criticism.

Of course, Zhu Zhanji and Lan Yan protected them and didn't let them be disturbed too much. Zhu Zhanji also wants to see what these women can become in the future.

There are also Yecheng Hou Sunan, Sunan is the first generation hero of the Ming Dynasty and an old acquaintance of Zhu Zhanji.

Once a grassroots who was forced by his relatives to stay in his hometown, he relied on his own efforts to become the marquis who guarded the golden city for Daming, and Sunan can be called worthy of this life in this life.

After inviting everyone to sit down, Zhu Zhanji said: "I called you here today for the celebration held on the eighth day of the first lunar month. The centenary of the founding of the Ming Dynasty is a great joy. The development of the Ming Dynasty is not the credit of any one person, but the credit of everyone.

On the day of the celebration, it is natural to rejoice with the people. On that day, you all accompanied me to climb the Chengtianmen Tower and inspect the army. ”

For the centennial celebration of the Ming Dynasty, various procedures have been arranged half a year or even a year in advance.

On the eighth day of the first month of the 46th year, Zhu Zhanji will receive the worship of all the people at the Chengtianmen Tower at the south gate of the imperial city and parade the three armies.

In addition to the royal family, the clan, and the representatives of the civil and military generals will also elect some representatives to climb the Chengtianmen Tower, and for these lists, the families are inseparable.

Just briefly told everyone about the arrangements for that day, Zhu Zhanji diverted the topic and talked about the past with these old people.

These old men, each of whom had been with him for more than fifty years, were real old men, and there were countless topics to talk about between them.

Zhu Jianshen looked at the emperor and then at these old ministers, and sighed in his heart.

Fifty years of peace between the monarch and the minister, this is really a good story, can he meet such an old minister in the future?

He looked at Zhang Mao, and seemed to have an answer in his heart.

At the door of the Jinshen Palace, the two children, Zhu Youzhu and Zhang Rui, were also talking in a low voice. "On the day of the parade, the emperor's great-ancestor allowed me to read with the Yulinwei reserve cadets, and my thighs were worn out for training."

"Your Highness, I also want to ride a horse, but my father always says that I am too young to let me ride."

"That's not good, you look at your body, it's too far worse than me, if you don't exercise, how can you be a general for me in the future."

"Well, I will also be a general who can ride horses in the future, and whoever doesn't listen to His Highness, I will beat him."

The New Year has arrived, and Ying Tianfu has entered the most lively time of the year. While everyone is celebrating the New Year, they are looking forward to the centennial celebration after the start of the year.

Outside the Chengtian Gate, the main street here has been restricted since the beginning of the first month, and even the intercity train has canceled its stop when it comes here.

On the third day of the first lunar month, Beethoven, who was already 16 years old, came to Chengtianmen Square and observed the environment here every day.

He was already going to paint a large oil painting, and he was going to paint all the lively scenes on the day of the celebration. He had already kept the surrounding environment in mind, and now, he was only waiting for the opening of the celebration on the eighth day of the new year.

From poor Europe to the prosperous Ming Dynasty, he felt that the biggest gap was not the economy, but civilization.

European countries have a history of only a thousand years at most, but the Ming Dynasty has a history of 5,000 years. The accumulation of 5,000 years of civilization can make the Ming Dynasty show a deeper heritage and a more splendid culture.

All this is incomparable to that of ignorant Europe.

He wants to use his talents to contribute to the development of the Ming Dynasty, and he wants to use his drawing board to record this most civilized and prosperous country.

(I recommend my old friend's new book "The Strongest Douyin", a riotous author, riotous creativity.) ）

(This should be the finale with a little regret...... Postscript: I'm going to think about how to write it)