Twenty-five years of Hongwu, Da Ming Te Kaienke.

Under the emperor's will, it reached the imperial court and all the prefectures and counties in the world, and for a while, the people, who had been silent for a long time, began to be lively.

The local government and county have organized the children's examination and the government examination, and the township examination also has the Ministry of Rites and the Hanlin Academy, and sent officials to the provinces to carry out the examination.

In the middle of the court, they also began to discuss who would be the chief examiner of the current examination of Enke.

At this time when the big things that have always been counted around the entire Central Plains Dynasty are running.

An impeachment note of the imperial history was quietly sent to the emperor.

It is not to impeach a certain person, but on the Emperor's Birthday Festival last year, two groups of envoys from the Wa Kingdom entered the court to congratulate, thinking that this move violated the ceremony, and the detailed rules should be strictly examined to investigate why such a thing happened.

And with this recital, the officials in Ying Tiancheng reacted, and the candidates for the chief examiner of this year's Enke will probably make waves.

A silent undercurrent flowed beneath Yingtian City.

It's just that on this undercurrent, Zhu Yunxi looks extraordinarily comfortable.

On the official road next to Xuanwu Lake in the north of Yingtian City, several carriages were surrounded by many guards wearing Xuanwu and black uniforms, and marched towards the Laoshan Huangzhuang outside the city.

At this time, it is the height of spring.

On both sides of the official road, the green willows are shady, the wild grass is swaying in the wind, and the small flowers are like the stars falling in the world last night.

The traffic on both sides of the road is connected by the sparkling water on the left and right, and the people of each family, barefoot in the water, wearing straw hats, pulling the sleeves of trousers, bending over and bowing their heads, inserting clusters of seedlings into the leveled paddy fields.

Half-grown boys will run in groups on the ridges, with a small basket tied to their mothers at their waists, and the baskets are full of fat snails after half a day's work.

Even if you are a lucky child, there may be a few loach yellow eels in the basket on your waist.

These are the easiest proteins, and they are the best foods to get in the spring.

Compared with the boys who play and touch the snails to catch loaches, the girls in the Zhuangzi will hold vegetable baskets, squat in corners, and hold small shovels in their hands to dig out the wild vegetables in the field, shake off the soil at the roots, and put the most tender wild vegetables into the basket.

"If this scene is everywhere in my Ming Dynasty, I can crown it in a prosperous world!"

Behind the car window, Zhu Yunxi, who was only wearing a casual and truthful troll, looked at the labor scene in the fields outside the window through the window, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.

Sitting in this carriage with him were the Wenhua Hall Walker, the Hanlin Scholar Xie Jin, two directors of the Ministry of Works, and a craftsman who would be the overseer.

Zhang Dajiang, who would be the prisoner, could never have imagined that he would one day be able to ride in the same carriage with the grandson of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

No one in the entire history of the prison will ever be able to receive such a privilege.

This made Zhang Dajiang deeply doubt that his ancestral tomb was smoking today, and he shrank out of the car door in fear, half-hanging his buttocks and did not dare to sit down, while thinking about it.

The two directors of the Ministry of Works sat on both sides, and as the grandson spoke, the two looked out of the window in unison.

It's just a scene of the people's spring ploughing.

Xie Jin sat in the seat closest to Zhu Yunxi, and kept following his grandson to look out the window.

At this time, I saw Zhu Yunxi open his mouth and talked about the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty.

He said in a low voice: "If Taisun's vision is more realistic, I'm afraid that no one in the past dynasties can achieve it. ”

Don't look at the outside, it's just a picture of a farmer plowing in spring.

However, this contains the potential fact that these people are cultivators who have their own fields, clothed and fed.

Even in the prosperous era of the former Tang Dynasty, the rule of Zhenguan, and then the rule of Wenjing in the former Han Dynasty, there has never been a great feat of allowing the entire world to have their fields, let alone making everyone in the world able to eat.

Zhu Yunxi withdrew his gaze from the window, looked at Xie Jin with a surging gaze, and said in an unquestionable tone: "It was impossible in the past, but it doesn't mean that it will be impossible in the future!" ”

"High in the Sky"

There's a group of people, and they've really done that!

Xie Jin didn't know why the emperor's grandson had such a strong belief, so he had to whisper: "Perhaps, the minister can really see the grand occasion of that day." ”

Xie Jin didn't know what Zhu Yunxi really meant, what he thought of was that his friend Xia Yuanji, who was no longer able to go out and enter the palace with him for a long time, presided over Qingtian and rectified the tax payment of Zhejiang Dao.

That is a great event for the benefit of the country and the people.

As long as it is done well, the Ming Dynasty may really be able to have an unprecedented grand and prosperous scene.

While the two were talking, the carriage suddenly creaked to a halt.

Immediately, the people sitting in the carriage heard the cheers of children outside.

"Wow, ah......h

"Is this Laoshan Huangzhuang?"

"I'm going to eat the fried fish that Yoon-hee said! Stir-fried snails! Fry the loaches! ”

"Yun Hee!"

"Yun Hee!"

"Come out of here!"

Hearing this, the faces of everyone in the carriage suddenly twisted with laughter.

Several times in the entire Yingtian City, I am afraid that there are twenty-three princes who dare to treat the emperor and grandson of the prison country so unscrupulously and fearlessly.

Zhu Yunxi also had a trace of embarrassment on his face, but he was helpless to take the little twenty-third uncle who could fly to the Emperor's Palace.

"Let's go down."

Zhu Yunxi said in a deep voice, and Zhang Dajiang, who was sitting on the outermost stage, immediately trembled his legs and almost rolled outside the carriage.

Although they had the restraint and respect in front of their grandsons, they did not prevent them from waving the sleeves of their official robes, walking out of the carriage and stepping on the ground.

Zhu Yunxi finally walked out of the carriage and just got out of the carriage.

I saw the little twenty-third uncle Zhu Huan, who threw off Tang Queqing and Mu Caiyun from a distance, and spread out and ran around in the open space next to him alone.

Before Zhu Yun was angry, he was about to open his mouth to scold.

I saw Zhu Huan, who was still running happily, unsteady under his feet, in the posture of pounceing on the dog and eating, his hands were pulling wildly in mid-air, and he screamed in surprise, and the whole person was buried in the grass in the clearing.

The two directors of the Ministry of Engineering immediately turned sideways and did not dare to look at this scene more.

Tang Queqing and Mu Caiyun, who had been taking Zhu Huan with them these days, hurriedly stepped forward to drag Zhu Huan out of the grass.

The black line on Zhu Yunxi's face was about to teach a lesson.

The old village chief of Laoshan Huangzhuang had already led the two young men to greet him.

"The grass people see the emperor's grandson."

The old village chief shouted and was about to kneel, and Zhu Yunxi raised his eyebrows. Sun Cheng, who was following him, immediately led people forward and held the old village chief steadily.

Zhu Yunxi smiled helplessly: "When I came back last time, we told you, and there is no need to be polite." ”

The old village chief bowed and clenched his fists, and said with a smile: "The grandson is benevolent, and he doesn't want the old man to salute, but the old man can't forget these gifts because of the grandson's benevolence." ”

Zhu Yunxi nodded, unwilling to continue on this issue, and said, "How is Zhuangzi's spring ploughing this year?" ”

As he spoke, he had already led a group of people behind him, and walked towards the Huangzhuang in a sloppy manner, his eyes focused on the continuous fields in the distance.

The old village chief was supported by two young men, followed behind Zhu Yunxi, and said heartily and confidently: "Our Huangzhuang is the first to do work every year, and other Zhuangzi have started to plant seedlings, and our Huangzhuang has basically finished planting seedlings." ”

As he spoke, the old village chief waved his finger to the water closest to the Huangzhuang: "Now, there is only this piece of land left." After noon this year, the sons and daughters of Zhuangzi will be able to finish their work. ”

Zhu Yunxi listened to the introduction of the old village chief all the way, and when he was about to reach the entrance of the village, his nose couldn't help wrinkling slightly.

Sideways glance at several earthen kilns on the side.

He opened his mouth and said: "Last year, let Sun Cheng teach Zhuangzi's method, and now the fields have all been used?" ”

He's talking about soil and fertilizer.

This is what Sun Cheng arranged to do in the Huangzhuang during the period of the old man's Halloween Day.

At that time, Ashikaga plum butterflies were still wet with water fertilizer.

was killed by him, and he died a stinking death.

The two directors of the Ministry of Engineering silently reached out to cover their mouths and noses because of the pungent smell emanating from the earthen kiln.

The old village chief patted his chest and said, "Zhuangzi doesn't dare to delay the things that the grandson explained. This year, after ploughing the land, I sprinkled the first crop of fertilizer on all the fields. Today, just wait for these last few plots of land to be planted with seedlings, and tomorrow you can chase fertilizer. ”

Zhu Yunxi saw that the old village chief had arranged everything properly, and nodded with satisfaction: "You still have to get more of this fertilizer, and you have to top the fertilizer in the field once at an interval." This year, we Zhuangzi must have a big harvest. ”

The old village chief hurriedly responded: "It must be!" If you have a grandson, you will definitely be able to have a bumper harvest this year! ”

Zhu Yunxi smiled and said: "As long as there is a bumper harvest this year, let's invite the old man and let the old man come to Zhuangzi again." ”

The old village chief hurriedly bowed down and swore to make a guarantee that the old man emperor would come to see the scene of this year's bumper harvest with his own eyes.

Zhu Yunxi waved his hand and pointed forward: "Let's go, let's go and see how the machine is doing, I don't know if the aunts of several families are used to it." ”

As he spoke, Zhu Yunxi's eyes quietly glanced at the two directors of the Ministry of Engineering who had been covering their mouths and noses behind him.

Less.

Then the people had already entered the village and arrived outside a courtyard.

Standing outside the courtyard, everyone could hear the sound of a shuttle spindle coming from the courtyard.

Loom!

Even people who have never used it can hear what is coming out of the yard.

Several people continued to follow behind Zhu Yunxi and entered the courtyard.

I saw a few textile machines that were different from those commonly used in the Ming Dynasty today, and they were running rapidly in the hands of several women in the imperial village, spinning inch by inch of cloth and satin.

Several craftsmen are standing or squatting, surrounding the new looms to see if the details need to be improved.

Zhu Yunxi's eyes became gloomy at this time.

This year, Enke has already opened, and it is still too early to close the net.

But this year, Enko, those old things would never have imagined that they would have another purpose.

Reform the content and system of the imperial examination!

His faint gaze had quietly fixed on the two directors of the Ministry of Engineering who had been specially called by him.

"If you want to implement this new type of loom, do you calculate, according to the current imperial court's background, how many units can be manufactured in a month?"

Lone is ready to go berserk!

Whatever you say, be prepared to take it!