Chapter 264: Rumors Are Weapons
Jun finished explaining his will, Hu Yan also hurriedly said goodbye and went back to prepare, Zhu Jun thought about it again, now the situation is getting clearer and clearer, this piece of fat in Jiangnan will be eaten sooner or later, once the Ming army occupies this fertile land in Jiangnan, then the process of industrialization should be greatly improved, this land was born as early as fifty years ago The germ of capitalism was born, although it was curbed by the iron hooves of the Manchurians with bloody means, but some of the talents who opened up are still there, as long as the imperial court supports it, then the economic center of the Ming Dynasty will present two central points of radiation, One is Haidu, the other is Jiangnan, a few years later, in addition, the population of Daming will exceed nearly 10 million people, and the land also accounts for 4 million square kilometers, once the industry is on track, its strength is self-evident. **Thousand @ Zai @ Offer @ Read @ Read -**
For the recovery of the north of the Yangtze River, Zhu Jun felt that it was too early, the basic strategy was to strike militarily and sow discord at the same time, military victory was one thing, but with the military victory, once the Ming army gained the upper hand, then some Manchu officials who were greedy for life and afraid of death would hesitate, if Zhu Jun could appropriately release some hints, and then provoke the relationship between the provinces and the Qing court, then it should not be difficult to change the flag. I think that the Xin Revolution was just a place to be recovered, followed by a revolution in the electrification of the provinces. It's just that with the lessons of the Xin Revolution, these wall grasses that changed flags must be cleared at the right time, from the Manchu governor to hang a Ming sun and moon flag at the entrance of the yamen to become a Ming military and political dignitary, how can it be so easy, isn't this clear that he wants to steal the fruits of Zhu Jun's victory?
Zhu Jun got up and ordered the chamberlain to drive back to the harem, and arrived at the Fengxi Hall after a while, Qu Ciyi got up, but still rested on the bed, Zhu Jun sat at the head of the bed and asked, "Have you eaten the vinegar chicken soup I boiled for you?" β
Qu Ci was obviously very happy, and he didn't know where to take out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on Zhu Jun's forehead: "Drink, it's delicious, the emperor should also pay attention to his body, the soup in the middle of the night is not good, and some things should be left to the imperial dining room to do." β
Zhu Jun said: "Since it is delicious, then I will boil it out again, this kind of soup will be handed over to the imperial dining room to do, it seems that I have no heart and liver, I do something for your mother and son, it is also a kind of enjoyment." β
Qu Ci no longer persuaded when he heard this, and happily touched his round belly, and the meaning of maternal love was overflowing.
Zhu Jun accompanied Qu Ci to speak, and suddenly said, "That's right! I asked the people of the world to name my children, and the Ministry of Rites chose several good ones, and I chose one of them, do you want to hear it? β
Qu Ci moved his body with great interest, brushed the mess in front of his forehead, and asked, "The emperor doesn't want to sell Guanzi." β
Zhu Jun smiled and said: "If it is a prince, it will be called Zhu Ciyan, taken from the day of "Chu Ci" + its west house, the meaning of Yang Yan Yan and revisiting, the sun's rays dimmed and fell from the west.
The next day, the sun returned to earth in full radiance. Zhu Ciyan is my second sun, and when I grow old, Yan'er will be able to shine on the world like a newborn sun. β
Qu Ci was overjoyed when he heard this. Zhu Jundi's meaning is too clear. Isn't this clearly saying that if you give birth to an emperor, you will be the prince of the Ming Dynasty? Qu Ci is reasonable again. But he had a son. More or less, they all hope that their sons can inherit the world. Although according to the ancestral system, the eldest son is the crown prince. But as soon as Zhu Jun said it himself. Obviously, the emperor values their mother and son very much. How can you not be happy.
In fact, Zhu Jun was also very depressed. Although it was so many people who helped to choose the name. But the name of the prince is customized. I can't move. The word Ci in the middle cannot be moved. Only the last word must be next to the word fire. Otherwise, it is invalid. Therefore, the name of the prince took a lot of painstaking work to choose the name. Every day, only the words of the remote places are served. And it's a lot of repetition.
Qu Ci saw that Zhu Jun was selling Guanzi. Asked, "What about the daughter?" β
"Daughter, ......" Zhu Jun frowned deliberately. I can't remember it. Until Qu Ci was a little anxious. I'm afraid she'll hurt herself. Hurriedly said: "My daughter's name is Zhu Caiwei." Picking roses. Wei also stopped. Said to return, said to return. The years are endless. It is from the Book of Songs. Although the poem is full of sorrow and waiting. The husband who went out on the expedition could not come back. The Rose Lady can only wait year after year. Just like my current state of mind. I only hope that the soldiers in front of me will be safe and triumphant. Tzu'er. Is this a good name? β
Qu Cijaw nodded. Zhu Jun changed his smile. Said: "In that case. The matter was settled. I'll let people re-reward that name tomorrow. β
Then a couple muttered a few more words. Zhu Jun arranged for Qu Ci to sleep. Gently walked out of the temple. I remembered the promise to make a pot of vinegar chicken soup again. I just wanted to call Xiao Guizi over. Then an attendant came to report: "Your Majesty." Mr. Zhou has just returned from an inspection tour of the Guangdong Development Zone. Request an audience. β
It was really said that Cao Cao Cao was here, and he just wanted to talk to Zhou Mubai about sowing discord, and he came, Zhu Jun could only put down the soup for the time being, and straightened his clothes: "Let him wait in the Cold Winter Pavilion, and I will go over immediately." β
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Zhou Mubai looked a lot older, he was only forty years old and his sideburns turned white, he was no longer arrogant as before, his face was more steady, and when he saw Zhu Jun, he was about to salute, Zhu Jun hurriedly held him up: "Zhou Aiqing came just in time, this gift will be waived." Come on! Go and move a seat for Zhou Aiqing. β
The chamberlain moved a round stool for Zhou Mubai, Zhou Mubai thanked him and sat down: "Your Majesty, the Guangdong Dikai District has improved, it was originally a coastal place, the seaport is half completed, and the Chi Road has also begun to be paved, and there are many businessmen who have built factories on the land opened up by the imperial court, and it will take some time to build the factory building. As long as you are attentive, the court will have another way to make money. β
Zhou Mubai seemed to be a lot younger when he talked about the opening of the area, his eyebrows fluttered, and he returned to the demeanor of scolding Fang Yu back then: "In addition, the three provinces of Yunnan, Guangxi, and Sichuan have been recovering earlier, and the Chidao is barely repaired, and although the scale of the opening area is not large, it has already taken shape. After three years, the workshop was able to share part of the labor, and the landlords and gentry of the provinces gave up their land to set up workshops, although some were still annexing the land, but due to the reduction of labor, the rent of the land was also reduced by a few percent, and many landlords could not recruit tenants by rent, so that the people who worked had a livelihood and became tenants
After a lot, they all said that the emperor was wise. β
Zhu Jun smiled faintly, this sycophant is considered to be all received, in fact, the situation in Haidu is better than that of the six northern provinces, a large number of peasants went to the city to work, which led to many local squires and landlords could not recruit tenants, in desperation, they had to reduce the rent, and in some places the rent was only one percent, but they still felt that the manpower was insufficient. Zhu Jun did not dare to be careless about agriculture, agriculture is the foundation of the country, once the agriculture is injured because of industry, it is not fun, but Zhu Jun originally did this, focusing on promoting rice in the valley, and set up a special Academy of Agricultural Sciences to study the planting and cultivation of rice, and there is no shortage of grain for the time being.
Zhu Jun said: "Zhou Aiqing is taking care of the opening of the district, and I am relieved, I happen to have something to discuss with you."
Zhou Mubai listened carefully until Zhu Jun finished speaking, bowed his head and muttered for a moment: "Your Majesty, this rumor should not only be spread in the capital, but also in the provinces, go to Hubei Province to spread the Shaanxi Governor Wang Fuchen secretly colluded with us, Shaanxi Province and Henan Province to spread the governor of Henan intends to rebel, and Henan wants to spread the Liangjiang governor to plot against us, in short, let them all be in danger, thinking that the bordering provinces are enemies, and have the illusion that they are embattled, At that time, the emperor will be ready to start. β
Zhu Jun nodded and encouraged Zhou Mubai to continue. Zhou Mubai said again: "In addition, this rumor cannot be the same, it must be fine, it must have a nose and eyes, as if someone has seen it with their own eyes, anyway, this is a matter of three people becoming tigers and all mouths of gold, and it must be made into a joke so that the people love to listen to it, so that it can spread quickly, so that they can not explain it reasonably." β
Zhu Jun said with a smile: "I asked Zhou Aiqing to take charge of the opening of the district, and Zhou Aiqing should be in charge of the North and South Town Fu Division to show his talents." β
Zhu Jun said a joke, Zhou Mubai also laughed, waved his hand and said: "The emperor is serious, Weichen is a small skill of carving insects, or it is better to open the district, but this rumor Weichen can be regarded as having some experience, and he will hand over a detailed plan tomorrow to keep the emperor satisfied." β
The two of them haven't seen each other for a few months, speaking of which Zhou Mubai is still half of Zhu Jun's relative, Zhu Jun's imperial concubine is Zhou Mubai's niece, so the two of them have been saying that the sky is slightly dark, Zhou Mubai said goodbye with a tired face, and when he left, Zhu Jun asked people to send some ingredients to Zhou Mansion to make up for him, so he stretched his waist and snuggled up to the case with a tired face, he slept too late last night, and no matter how much he slept during the day, he couldn't make up for it, so he was tired in the evening. Lying on the desk, he fell asleep unconsciously, and the waiter on the side did not dare to disturb, so someone covered him with a thin blanket and waited for him to get up.
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When Zhu Jun woke up, it was already midnight, he opened his sleepy eyes, and saw that this was still the Cold Winter Pavilion, while waiting for the little eunuch to lean on the corner of the wall and play, Zhu Jun lifted the thin blanket behind him, and just wanted to stand up, he alarmed the waiter.
"Your Majesty, slaves and maids deserve to die." The chamberlain confessed his mistake in panic.
Zhu Jun waved his hand: "You are very good, there is nothing wrong." Go back and rest. β
The attendant breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The slave maid will wait for the emperor to rest in the dormitory." β
Zhu Jun shook his head, just woke up where he was still sleepy, and suddenly remembered that he had promised Qu Ci to make soup during the day, anyway, he couldn't sleep now, it was better to be a night owl for another night, so he said: "No need, you go and see if Xiao Guizi is asleep, if he doesn't sleep, call him over to serve." β
Xiao Guizi slept later than Zhu Jun last night, Zhu Jun gave him a day off, which was regarded as a day off, thinking that he was the same as himself, he slept during the day, but he didn't seem sleepy at night.
"Yes." The chamberlain hurried away.
After a while, Xiao Guizi hurried over, and Zhu Jun beckoned: "Let's go, let's go to the imperial dining room to prepare some ingredients and continue to make soup." β
Xiao Guizi hurriedly agreed and accompanied Zhu Jun to the imperial dining room.
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Anne also rested for a morning, originally a little sleepy in the evening, but the later it was, the more sleepy she felt, she sat alone on the bed, looking at the red candles swaying from side to side, and remembered the events of last night.
Some things are really wonderful, last night she saw the black-faced chef, although she didn't talk much, but at that moment she forgot a lot of heartache, when she stirred the soup, there was always an inexplicable sense of accomplishment in her heart, since she was a child, this was the first time she had done a certain job, this feeling was amazing.
Will that chef still be there tonight? Thinking in her heart, Anne unconsciously got up from the bed, gently pushed open the attic door, and without alarming the maids in the left and right ear rooms, she went downstairs alone, and passed through the cement road and corridor. When Xiao Guizi brought her back last night, she paid attention, so she remembered the road to the pavilion yesterday, her steps were not fast, but her heart was a little short, what was wrong? Isn't she the most disgusted with men who pretend to be gentlemen? In order to avoid them, she even did not hesitate to agree to the marriage proposal of this eastern emperor and came here. But although the chef looked terrifying, it could make her feel a lot more at ease, and in the lonely palace walls, sometimes, it was good for someone to be able to talk to her normally.
After walking for a long time along the familiar path, Anne stopped in front of the moon cave that she had passed yesterday, and when she looked up, she saw a faint fire rising under the gazebo in the distance, and two shadows were busy there. Anne took a step forward, then retracted, should she go? It seems a little embarrassing, whatever! Anne still walked towards the gazebo, and the more she walked, the more brisk she became.
"Hey! Mr. Cook. Anne pretended to be very natural and greeted Zhu Jun.
Zhu Jun, who was stirring the soup, had a black face, raised his eyes and saw Anne, but he didn't expect her to appear here again, so he hurriedly closed the urn lid and reluctantly responded.
Anne was a little less shy this time, took the soup spoon in Zhu Jun's hand, and naturally opened the lid of the urn to stir the chicken pieces in the soup, Zhu Jun tacitly stepped aside, I don't know whether to cry or laugh, what is this? In the middle of the night, his fiancΓ©e ran in front of him and didn't recognize him.
Anne stirred the soup while trying to chat with Zhu Jun: "Mr. Chef, why do you always appear here at night, is this also your Oriental cooking technique?" β
Zhu Jun smiled bitterly, this kind of fact can't be explained, and the more it is explained
It's a lot, and I can't finish it for three days and three nights, so I have to nod: "Yes, this kind of night is fragrant." "Anyway, Xiao Guizi on the side only fanned the wind, and couldn't understand the conversation between the two, just Zhu Jun was talking nonsense, even if Xiao Guizi understood, it was nothing. He's the emperor.
Anne became more interested in this kind of cooking, which she thought was a mysterious thing, like the witches in the Western story, who always boiled up all kinds of soups at night that made people faint or had special effects. It's not bad to be a witch, well, it's a good night tonight, Anne bit her lip and thought all sorts of weird thoughts popping up in her mind.
Anne stirred for a moment, covered the porcelain urn, after all, she was a pampered princess, she was already a little tired, she lifted her skirt and picked up a round stool and sat down, glanced at Zhu Jun, whose face was full of carbon black, and exhaled: "Mr. Chef, you can only make soup?" There are a lot of delicacies in my hometown, but I don't know how to make them. β
Zhu Jun smiled: "Steak and bread? β
"Yes, you will, won't you?" Anne had some surprise on her face: "I have never heard of an Oriental who understands the cooking of his hometown. β
Zhu Jun smiled bitterly, he didn't look like revealing his identity, maybe it meant that after wearing a mask, in this silent night, there was no so-called political and strategic intentions, and it was a pleasure to be able to talk freely with a Western beauty: "Am I not an excellent court chef?" Although I don't know how to make it, I still have a certain understanding of foreign cooking. Aren't you used to being here and can't sleep at night? Zhu Jun wisely chose to move away from the topic.
Speaking of this, Anne's good mood seemed to have faded a lot, her eyelashes fluttered in the moonlight, tears were rolling in her eyes, she took a deep breath, and whispered, "Mr. Chef, can I trust you?" β
Zhu Jun knew what was hidden in it, he was still wary of this princess, a princess came all the way here, and said that she was willing to marry herself, he absolutely didn't believe in this kind of pure nonsense, and he didn't see anyone stick to the door like this in a political marriage, so his face became serious: "You just say it." β
Anne's lips squirmed a few times, and she glanced deeply at Zhu Jun, who was full of charcoal on his face, although she and him may have just met in Pingshui, but Anne had a sense of trust in him, and she opened her heart and whispered the secrets accumulated in her heart.
Anne first introduced her family, this British royal family, her father William III and her mother were not happy marriage, William III had at least three known mistresses, and her mother, the poor woman was also dead to her husband, therefore, Anne almost spent her mother's curse on men, which made her heart have already had a shadow, and when she grew up, she also began to come into contact with many pursuits, she knew that these people were not pursuing her, It was just her status and her father's influence, and this experience made her fearful, or rather hateful, of men.
But there were some things that could not be changed by her, and when she reached the age of eighteen, William III began to look for a husband for her, which was a tradition of European royal families, and marriage was inevitable, and she had no choice but to try to escape. At this time, an emperor in the East brought two boatloads of precious porcelain and tea, as well as a lot of pearl agate, to propose to her, and she agreed, but she had no choice but to choose.
Anyway, she always has to get married, she would rather marry this emperor of the East, this emperor can not only bring great benefits to her father, but also the emperor of the East can marry many wives, which means that she doesn't have to face this emperor all day today, at least she can have a lot of free time, because there are several wives like her, and the emperor doesn't need to live with her all day long.
So she came, and even a little impatient, the new continent, the new environment made her full of longing. When Zhu Jun heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, it turned out that this wife was picked up like this, and it was really a blind cat that touched a dead mouse.
Tears finally flowed from Anne's eyes, and slid down her cheeks: "But, Mr. Cook, do you know? I hate it here, I've become the emperor's private property, I'm not even allowed to show my head, what kind of country is this. β
Zhu Jun's heart trembled, and said in his conscience, this kind of cage-like life as a modern person he can understand, but he is also powerless about it, although this setting imprisons the concubine, but it is also a guarantee of the purity of the royal blood, once the ban is lifted, even if Zhu Jun agrees, I am afraid that those courtiers will all jump into the sea to commit suicide, even if the courtiers agree, I don't know how much chaos will be caused in the future in terms of inheritance, giving many people with bad intentions excuses, is it not easy to make excuses? It is directly said that today's emperor was not born to the previous emperor, but was born of fornication.
Anne suddenly stopped crying, and a smile appeared on her tear-stained face again, but there was some reluctance in this smile: "Thank you for listening so much, I feel better now." β
Zhu Jun nodded, he didn't know how to comfort him, and looked at the porcelain urn in a blink of an eye, it was almost stewed at this time, but because of the delay just now, he didn't stir it, and he didn't know how it tasted. Zhu Jun asked Xiao Guizi to put out the fire, put up the soup, and asked Xiao Guizi to send Anne back first like last night.
Anne glanced back at him, and as if she had formed a tacit understanding, she looked back and said, "Mr. Cook, are you still there tomorrow this time?" β
Zhu Jun and Anne glanced at each other, saw her eyes, with a lot of expectation in their eyes, and couldn't help but nodded: "Yes, old time, old place." β
Anne turned around and followed Guizi farther and farther away.
Zhu Jun also turned around and walked to the side hall of Fengxi Palace to rest, where some palace people had already made bed quilts, and some people had taken the lamp, seeing Zhu Jun coming in, the palace people who were napping hurriedly dressed Zhu Jun widely............ A moment later, I fell asleep. β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦
This plot everyone doesn't know if it's full of dissatisfaction.,Hey,It's hard to write about the princess.,It was originally for political needs.,But I can't be a vase when I send it.,In fact, I'm not good at writing about love or something.,The plot of love is almost hard to think of when you think about it.,I had to take this kind of stiff and indiscriminate counting.,It's a lot of sin.γ
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