Zhu Youxiao is very satisfied with the Ming Dynasty under his rule, although people's lives are busy but thriving, people from every class have pressure, but there is also hope.

I don't know when, the silver sky has already fallen snow, and the cotton tearing wool generally falls on the city with the yellow plane leaves.

At this time, the royal driver had just arrived outside the palace, and the dripping bicycle flashed by, and Zhu Youxiao looked back, but it was the children of the royal family who had returned from school and were about to go home.

After Zhu Youxiao moved the vassal kings back to the capital, he placed them all around the palace, and ordered the Ministry of Engineering to build royal mansions and live with them, and at the same time establish a sect school, so that these princes and disciples of the clan clan could enroll in school.

Today, Zhu Youxiao drove Luan Yi back to Beijing, and because of his order to welcome everything from simplicity, he was just a vassal king and a civil and military minister who went out of the city to greet him.

Moreover, Zhu Youxiao also ordered the young children of the clan not to come to greet him on the grounds that he should not delay his studies, so that at this time he could see these children of the clan boldly riding bicycles past the foot of Miyagi.

In recent years, bicycles have been a favorite thing for the children of wealthy families, especially favored by these students who are enrolled in school, and it is the most dazzling when passing through the Ming Dynasty version of the "Eight Hutongs" full of red sleeves.

These clan children are no exception, but when Zhu Youxiao saw this, he also remembered the scene of his middle school days wearing a jacket and jeans staring at the bicycle speeding under the old city wall.

"Uncle Seven, that's your family, right?" Zhu Youxiao turned to look at a middle-aged man, namely Zhu Changying, the king of Gui, Zhu Changying is the seventh son of Wanli, Zhu Changluo's half-brother, so Zhu Youxiao called him his uncle, among the vassal kings, Zhu Changying has a cowardly personality, but mathematics is excellent, and now he is still leading errands in the household department, in charge of auditing matters, and he is also a person who is more valued by Zhu Youxiao among the vassal kings.

Zhu Changying bent over very respectfully and replied: "Back to Your Majesty's words, it is the dog by the nut, the dog has a stubborn personality, the royal driver is here, but he doesn't get out of the car and rings the bell to make a loud noise, it is really a mistake, please punish Your Majesty." ”

"Alas, my own brother, why bother like this, and this has entered the imperial city, it is the family, and the rules don't have to be too strict, tell your family to be a good student, and help me calm Myanmar in the future."

Zhu Youlang is this person, Zhu Youxiao naturally knows, that is, the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty - Emperor Yongli.

Although Emperor Yongli's talent is not outstanding, but it is not bad, and he is easy-going, not confined to conventions, and knows the interests of loyalty and treachery, and it is precisely because of this that he can resist the Qing army in Yunnan with the assistance of Li Dingguo, Ai Nengqi, Liu Wenxiu, etc., but unfortunately the general trend has gone, and he had to flee into Burma, and was betrayed by Myanmar and gave Yongli to Wu Sangui, so that Yongli brother was hanged to death by Wu Sangui.

It can be said that the death of Emperor Yongli also has a share of Myanmar's responsibility.

It is precisely because of this that Zhu Youxiao said that Zhu Youlang would calm Myanmar for him in the future, although it is just a joke now, but who would have expected that he would not predict things with a word in the future.

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The snow became smaller and bigger, and white flowers began to float on the scarlet robe, and the diamond-shaped ice crystals were like magically engraved on the fine silk threads, and the hand touched it and drew into nothingness.

The red carpet went straight to the red wall, and there were already ice crystals piled up under the red wall.

The deacon of the canopy was fully opened, the big man in brocade was lined up on both sides, the horn sounded, and the whip slammed on the gold brick, setting off the royal dignity more and more solemnly, from the discomfort of coming here at the beginning, to now, Zhu Youxiao actually has a sense of comfort to go home.

The palace doors opened one after another, the princely officials had retreated, and the queen concubines came out at this time, and the beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, and they all showed joy.

Unconsciously, Zhu Youxiao didn't expect that he already had so many concubines, not only that, but also several more children.

The oldest of these innocent children is no more than ten years old, and the youngest is still in infancy.

In addition to the eldest prince Zhu Cijiong, who was a little calm and showed the appearance of a young man, the second prince Zhu Cirong ran to the carpet with a small hand in his hand, but was hugged back by his nurse.

Zhu Youxiao had no choice but to step forward, touch and hug them one by one, except for the emperor's eldest son, Zhu Cijiong, or because he was not very enthusiastic with Xu Fo before, his personality was a little introverted and not very close to him, and the rest were full of spring breeze, smiling and grinning.

After a year of patrolling, I had to irrigate some rain and dew with the concubines and concubines and sprinkle some seeds of love.

However, now that winter is quietly approaching, it is the time to recuperate, so Zhu Youxiao has also been a little restrained, and he only moved back to the Qianqing Palace for a few days to sleep, and because he has been away from Beijing for a year, he has also accumulated a lot of redundant affairs, and he can't care about enjoying the life of the emperor.

Almost worked overtime with a few ministers to deal with the backlog of songs, and basically understood the basic national conditions of the whole world today, Zhu Youxiao ordered a big start to see him, the civil and military officials in the center of the empire.

The previous dynasty was accustomed to Zhu Youxiao, unlike before when he was at a loss to be fooled or frightened by a group of old bureaucrats as cunning as monkeys, now he is really in the power of life and death, and he can also be so unangry and self-authoritative in the court, and he is familiar with it, playing with these courtiers between applause.

In the past, it was the ministers who suppressed the king, and now it is the monarch who suppresses the ministers, but the contradictions are also significantly reduced, and they are basically not as rigid as before.

Zhu Youxiao could see that his courtiers had really gained a lot of weight, many of them were young Jinshi in the eighth year of the Apocalypse, and now he was promoted to a member of the imperial court.

When the country became rich, not only could the people have enough to eat, but even the officials were more competitive for glory and luxury, eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, and neglecting martial arts and self-cultivation.

However, some thin people can also be seen here, many of them are thinner than before, and even have reached the point of being skinny, such as Zou Yingquan, the Taifu Temple, and even when Zhu Youxiao just looked at him, he suddenly shivered like crazy, and hurriedly took out the cigarette in his sleeve to light and smoke.

Seeing this, Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but burst into tears: "Presumptuous! ”

Zou Yingquan, the servant of the temple, couldn't help but raise his head suddenly, and the tobacco in his hand also fell to the ground with the tinder, and he knelt down and said: "Your Majesty forgives me, Weichen really can't control it", saying this, Zou Yingquan couldn't help but pick up the tobacco and soil to smoke without waiting for Zhu Youxuan.

"Drag it down, cut it!"