Zhu Yunxi followed Zhu Biao all the way back to the East Palace.

There are many meanings in the prince's words, and he wanted to say something several times, but after all, he was hidden in an unnatural laughter.

When Zhu Yunxi said goodbye to Zhu Biao and returned to his dormitory.

As soon as I walked into the palace, I saw Caidie and Cailian standing at the door of the dormitory, looking up at the house from time to time.

Zhu Yunxi stepped forward and asked, "How?" ”

looked into the room, and saw a group of palace eunuchs, who were quickly packing up their futons in the room.

A satin brocade quilt with the color of precious jade was spread on the bed.

Some fleshy butterflies whispered: "Your Highness, it's from Niangniang's side." ”

Zhu Yunxi's eyes shrank: "What are they going to do?" ”

Caidie suppressed her voice and said: "They said that it was the mother who felt that the weather was getting hotter and hotter now, so she specially sent this ice silk bedding for His Royal Highness." As for the old ones, they took them out and threw them away. ”

"New one?"

Zhu Yunxi muttered puzzled, and glanced inside again. At this time, the people who came from the Lu family had already packed the original bedding, and several people carried it and hugged it, and walked outside.

"Third Master."

The older eunuch who walked in front whispered with a smile: "Niangniang said, seeing that she is about to be ambushed, the third master has been afraid of heat since he was a child, so he rushed to the day in advance this year, and changed the new bedding for the third master, and the old slaves and maids took it out and threw it away." ”

Zhu Yunxi nodded, and was unable to understand the Lu family's sudden affection for a while, and waved his hand: "There is a concubine Lao who is worried, you can go." ”

drove away the people sent by the Lu family, Zhu Yunxi asked Caidie Cailian and Cailian to get some tea, and he went to the desk.

Since coming to the Ming Dynasty and becoming Zhu Yunxi, he has hardly had a respite these days.

drove away Huang Zicheng, got the opportunity to go out of the palace to learn military affairs, met with Jiangmen, and obtained Fang Xiaoru's allegiance, all the same, to this day.

He finally began the first impeccable orthodox transformation of the Ming Dynasty, the Central Plains.

Land reform.

In this day and age, the land is the root of everything.

It is precisely because of this that Zhu Yunxi will directly throw out this huge proposition.

After all, in the overseas oceans now, except for the giant wave monsters, there are almost no traces of human beings.

And the land that occupies thirty percent of this world, except for the Ming Dynasty, is almost in a state of chaos and ignorance.

The land is there, and if the Ming Dynasty does not occupy it, it will be snatched by those who come from behind.

The concept of colonization is advanced for today's Ming Dynasty, so much so that Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao are vague and have never clearly expressed their intentions.

This made Zhu Yunxi feel uncontrollable for the first time.

Holding an ink pen in his hand and looking at the blank paper, Zhu Yunxi's thoughts were racing.

Colonization can only solve the problem of future resource competition, but the internal land reform has not been proposed by Zhu Yunxi to this day.

Less.

He lifted the pen and moved the ink, his strokes gently sliding across the paper.

"Spread into acres."

"The officials and gentry pay the grain in one piece."

"Commercial Tax Reform."

Several verified reform measures were written down by Zhu Yunxi one by one.

Looking at the handwriting in front of him, Zhu Yunxi breathed a sigh of relief.

Therefore, it is often said that if you go outside, you must first settle inside.

Zhu Yunxi deeply agrees with this.

No matter how many thousands of miles the Ming Dynasty opened up its territory in the future, it is still the ancestral land of the Central Plains.

If the internal government cannot be clean, the officials cannot be honest, and the people will be rich.

The Roman Empire, which stretched across the Mediterranean Sea and regarded it as an inner lake, would not collapse overnight.

However, these measures are all reform measures that can cause turmoil in the Ming Society if they are not just careless.

Zhu Yunxi's brows furrowed slightly, and he reached out to grab the piece of paper, put it in the palm of his hand, and then submerged it in the inkstone on the side.

He watched as the paper sucked the ink at a speed visible to the naked eye, until the entire sheet was jet black, and he withdrew his gaze.

The old man asked him to sort out and transcribe the colonization policy and submit it, but the matter was not in a hurry.

Right now, he wants to write a letter to the fourth uncle.

Lifting the pen again, Zhu Yunxi read in a low voice, dancing with the dragon in his hand.

"The fourth uncle opened it himself."

"Nephew Yunxi worships in Yingtiancheng."

"It has been more than ten years since the fourth uncle left Beijing and returned to the north, and the nephew often thinks about it, thinking that the fourth uncle asked the grandfather to allow the nephew to go out of the palace to study military affairs, and the nephew is grateful."

“……”

sprinkled with enthusiasm, and in a blink of an eye, Zhu Yunxi had written several pieces of paper.

Holding the last piece of paper in his hand, he lowered his head and opened his mouth slightly, blowing lightly through the paper where the ink had not yet dried.

Set aside and wait until the handwriting is dry before sealing the envelope.

"Sun Cheng."

After the completion of a family book, Zhu Yunxi's worries and eyebrows were all gone, and there was a heroic spirit.

Sun Cheng, the small flag officer of the pro-army Yulin Wei, hurriedly walked in from outside.

When he arrived in front of Zhu Yunxi, he clasped his fists and shouted: "Third master!" ”

Zhu Yunxi pinched the letter in his hand and raised his hand to hand it out: "Send someone to send this letter to Beiping and hand it over to the fourth uncle in person!" ”

Sun Cheng took the letter, but he hesitated.

According to the rules of the Ming Dynasty, clans were not allowed to collude with each other privately, let alone exchange letters.

Even if the vassal king wanted to contact the imperial court, he had to follow the rules, write a chapter and send it to Ying Tiancheng to speak.

Zhu Yunxi's actions were obviously against the rules.

Sun Cheng looked up at him, a little puzzled, the third master should know this rule, but why did he have to do it himself.

Zhu Yunxi glared: "If you want to do it, you will do it." What are you afraid of? ”

Sun Cheng opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

If His Majesty finally knew, the anger might not fall on the third master, but it would definitely fall on him.

Seeing that Sun Cheng was still hesitating, Zhu Yunxi said in a deep voice: "You are my person, if something happens, I will bear it for you!" ”

We are the people of the third master!

Sun Cheng, who was still a little hesitant in his heart, took a deep breath and stared at Zhu Yunxi with wide eyes.

He nodded heavily: "My subordinates will arrange it, and I will definitely hand over this letter to His Royal Highness King Yan in good condition!" ”

As he spoke, he put the letter close to his chest, turned and walked away.

Looking at Sun Cheng's departing back, Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly.

It won't be long before the old man gets the letter he wrote, but no matter what the old man thinks, he won't think that he just wrote a letter to the fourth uncle.

……

In the Zhongji Hall, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was about to use some soup and began to enter the state of night battle recital, watched as Jiang Xuan, the commander of the Jinyi Guard, got a copy of the letter and the original in front of him, and looked at the other party and asked.

"This is written by Yun Xi to the fourth child?"