Zhu Xiongying also wants to see the life of ordinary people in this era.

These days, from Beiping to Taiyuan, and then to the hinterland of Shanxi, basically they have not entered the homes of ordinary people.

"Dad, the prince and grandson of our Ming Dynasty, at the age of ten, he will go to Fengyang to observe the people's feelings."

"But I haven't been there yet, you say, can the people of Daming eat enough now......

Zhu Xiongying was a little apprehensive.

In fact, if you go to Fengyang, you may not be able to see the real people, and the officials in Fengyang are all fine, because if Zhu Yuanzhang knew that the people in his hometown were not clothed and hungry, they would have to lose their heads.

Zhu Biao Kuanrun had a sigh on his face: "We don't know if it's good or not, but it won't be worse than Dayuan after all, right?" ”

Zhu Xiongying pursed his lips and muttered, that doesn't have to be ......

The two changed their clothes, pretending to be a rich man and a handsome young man, with Zhou Kuan, Zheng He, Ziying, and Jiang Cheng on the left and right, and instructed the Jinyi guards who were secretly guarding around them, holding the latest Hongwu short guns, embellished in the distance.

Zhu Biao and Zhu Xiongying are wearing the latest close-fitting bulletproof gold wire armor.

Unless bombarded by artillery, there is no danger to life.

Moreover, they were in the hinterland of Shanxi at this time, and they decided to stay temporarily, so their safety was still guaranteed.

Coming out of the back door of the post station, by the moonlight, everyone began to look at the post station.

This place is called Guo Jiayi, and as the name suggests, most of the entire village is surnamed Guo.

According to Yi Cheng, the chief of this place is the patriarch of the Guo clan.

Everyone walked into the village, and not long after walking, a half-hundred old man wearing Confucian clothes and holding a cane, supported by a drooping young child, stood in front of a house and looked out.

Seeing everyone approaching, the old man arched his hand to Zhu Biao and the others: "A few officials, but Taiyuan is passing by and going to Xi'an?" ”

This half-centenarian Confucian costume is already very old, washed white, and there are a few patches on it.

But he was in good spirits, smiling kindly, and the drooping children around him, although his clothes were old, he was not timid, and looked at everyone with his eyes.

Zhu Biao smiled and said, "Uncle, we are the passers-by who went to Xi'an." ”

The half-hundred-year-old man hurriedly bowed his hand, smiled and showed his missing front teeth and said: "Russia is the chief of Guo Jiayi here, and the five-year township of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty is a talent to try to show talents, and you guest officials, you can enter the house for a while." ”

When Zhu Biao heard this, he and Zhu Xiongying glanced at each other, but they were disrespectful.

Walking into the house, the old man was busy arranging for the old and young in the house to clean up the guest house, and saw that although his house was dilapidated and old, it was neatly cleaned up, especially in the guest hall, there were many books.

The drooping boy also knows etiquette very well.

"This old gentleman, since you are a talent in Hongwu Township for five years, why do you ......?"

Zhu Biao asked a question.

In the three years of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, there was a brief imperial examination, and Zhu Yuanzhang also opened a Juxian Hall to gather talents from all over the world, but the effect was not good, and the effect was not good because many of the people who participated at that time were southerners, and it was difficult for northerners to be promoted.

Even if he is selected, he will be excluded......

The southerners got the high positions first, and the northerners who squeezed out the later ones were much resistant to them.

But if you are a showman, most of them can find an official position in the county government.

Mr. Guo smiled happily: "This matter is not enough for outsiders, and it is all about it." ”

"Officials, are you all from the capital?"

Mr. Guo stroked his beard with a smile as he spoke.

"Oh? Uncle Guo, how do you see that? ”

Zhu Biao looked left and right, but he didn't find anything exposed.

Mr. Guo pointed to the official boots of Zhu Biao and Zhu Xiongying and others, and said with a smile: "Although this place is not a wilderness, it is not an official road. ”

Zhu Biao and Zhu Xiongying glanced at the official boots, and couldn't help but stare at each other.

After Zhu Yuanzhang ascended the throne, there were strict regulations on the wearing of clothes for ordinary people and officials, as did boots.

Those who can wear gold-silk official boots are naturally not mortals......

Zhu Xiongying gritted his teeth, careless, pay attention next time.

At this time, Guo Laozhang's son came back, he was a post guard in this Guo Jiayi, heard that his father welcomed the passing officials into the house, worried about the officials blackmailing, and hurriedly followed.

He was originally an insider of the post station, so he naturally knew that the rank of the officials who came to the post station this time was not small, especially this middle-aged man who was a little blessed, seemed to be a royal relative, or a favored noble marquis, otherwise how could he be qualified to use a carriage with a dragon.

"You, you, father, why did you welcome this big official into the house!?"

Guo Yi said.

Mr. Guo rolled his eyes: "What are you shouting, I heard the big head say, this guest official, there are more than a dozen cars loaded with all kinds of books, he must be a good person who reads well, he is the fifth year of Emperor Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty, and he is a talent in the township test, and he is also an official, why can't he be invited to talk about it!?"

Saying that, Mr. Guo said to Zhu Biao: "Official, Russia invited you in, it is also selfish, Russia wants to ask you for help, take your grandson to Xi'an Mansion, and ask for the qualifications for admission to the house, if it is successful, the old man is willing to promise three silver dollars." ”

Zhu Biao smiled lightly: "This matter is not difficult, I will write a letter, and Guo's grandson can go to Xi'an Mansion to enroll." ”

"As for the money, it will be free, but I will ask for a meal."

Mr. Guo was overjoyed and said, "This grandson Guo Datou is a reading seedling. ”

"A meal, easy to say, easy to say!"

Guo Yishu was stunned when he heard this, and agreed so easily? He was a little happy and confused, nodded to Zhu Biao and the others and smiled, turned around again, and took his sister over to lean against the door and was curious about the large number of drooping young man Guo Datou admonished with his eyes, and hurriedly went to the back hall to greet him.

Seeing this, Zhu Xiongying also glanced at his father Zhu Biao and secretly followed.

The Guo Yishu hurriedly trotted all the way, ran to the back, and found his daughter-in-law, his face was flushed, he wanted to speak, and felt thirsty, so he went to scoop a gourd of water and drank it, and then wiped his mouth and said to his daughter-in-law: "Mother-in-law, hurry up, go get some white noodles, the Russian family, there is a big official!" ”

"This big official promised to help the Russian family enroll."

The mother-in-law was also dressed plainly, and was setting up a fire to boil water, and when she heard the words, she said, "White noodles? There are less than two buckets of corn in the house now, and if you ask Russia to find you a white flour gram, you won't be able to make white noodles even if you sell Russia. ”

"The Russians can't open the pot at their own house, and they have to eat elm leaves mixed with wild vegetables every day to eat, so how can there be food to entertain foreigners?"

"You!"

"Oh Hammer you!"

Hearing this, Guo Yishu raised his finger and scolded his daughter-in-law, scolded twice, and his wife walked in.

Guo Yi's wife is fifty or sixty years old, her hair is all white, her back is bent, and she is also on a cane, she stomped on the crutches, raised her head, and on her wrinkled cheeks, she looked at her son with a pair of cloudy eyes, and said, "What is yelling." ”

"The old man looked, this big official is a scholar who loves literature, and he has a good face, he shouldn't cheat people, the Russians take out white noodles to serve well, and when the official is full, he will entrust Guo Datou to him, and he will take care of him when he goes to Xi'an to study."

"The Russian Guo family, seven generations are all scholars, and they can't be in the big head generation, and they can't cut off the incense of books and ink!"

Guo Lao Niang said to Guo Yishu: "Drag the good pine longevity material to the village to sell cattle and horses. ”

Guo Yishu said happily: "This is true, there are also merchants selling salt at the post station today, there are many white noodles and salt, mother, you take this longevity to the county, let alone sell a silver dollar." ”

Guo Lao Niang nodded again and said, "Change some salty salt, white noodles to make pulled noodles, you need to put more salt to make it fragrant." ”

The Guo family's mother-in-law said: "Change more noodles, and you have to pick up and eat some for the big head." ”

Guo Yi said: "Then you are not allowed to eat secretly when cooking." ”

"If you dare to steal it, you will be hammered!"

Outside.

Zhu Xiongying, who was silently watching this scene, his face was tangled and he pursed his lips.

His eyes flickered, and he let out a long sigh.

If my Ming Dynasty is healthy for a hundred years, can I get a prosperous world? A prosperous world as I wish?

Zheng He lightly leaned over and said in a low voice: "Young master, otherwise Zheng He will ......"

Zhu Xiongying shook his head.

"How much did you eat three meals a day?"

Zheng He lowered his head, pursed his lips and said, "The slave has never been worried about food and clothing......

"Young master, if you don't go and buy some noodles, how can this old woman's longevity be ......?"

"Don't."

Zhu Xiongying waved his hand.

"If we do this, this Guo Lao Xiucai family will not be able to raise their heads here for the rest of their lives."

……

This meal is a Shanxi specialty of noodles.

Zhu Xiongying hugged the younger sister of the drooping boy Guo Datou in his arms and ate it together, because the noodles were not enough, some elm leaves were added to the noodles, as well as sun-dried locust flowers and daylily, which were very sweet.

"Mr. Guo, how is your life ...... compared to the Yuan Dynasty now?"

Zhu Biao couldn't help but ask while eating this pulled noodles.

Mr. Guo sighed and said, "It's good, it's not good. ”

"Let's just say that the A system here, compiling Huang Ce, if it weren't for Emperor Hongwu, many of us people would have no land to cultivate, and we would have to make cattle and horses for the Mongolian masters."

"There are also county schools, government schools, and schools for the children of loyal martyrs, which are all good policies."

"It's just that in Juntian, the border of the Northland, there are a lot cheaper nobles and military marquis, big officials."

"The Russians and the people of Shanxi are already poor, and there is nothing wrong with immigration, but there are some military leaders in Shanxi who are forced to buy and sell, and they have created many displaced immigrants to ......."

Zhu Biao frowned when he heard this, gritting his teeth and being angry.

Bang!

He put the dishes and chopsticks in his hand heavily, and a few pieces of dough fell out.

Seeing this, Zhu Xiongying didn't care about the dust that fell to the ground, picked up the noodles, wiped them, and threw them into his mouth without caring and chewed with a smile: "Dad, don't get excited, this white face is rare." ”

He held up a piece of noodles and handed it to Zhu Biao, and said seriously: "This noodles are sweet and delicious, you taste it." ”

Zhu Xiongying smiled at the old man Guo again: "Chief Guo, don't worry, your grandson Guo Datou, my father helped him introduce him to Xi'an Mansion, it will not be a problem." ”

Zhu Biao stretched out his hand and took the piece of noodles stained with some soil and put it in his mouth, squinted and chewed it, swallowed it seriously, and smiled at Mr. Guo: "This noodle is really delicious." ”

Zhu Biao paused, took a deep breath, picked up the bowl of chopsticks, and ate the bowl of noodles and snoring.

After Zhu Biao finished eating, he stood up with a solemn face and bowed heavily to Guo Lichang, who also returned the salute with a dove cane.

After everyone finished eating and said goodbye.

Jiang Xuan led a team of brocade guards, personally holding a Duan inkstone used by Zhu Biao, wrapped in a yellow cloth brocade box, and presented it to Guo Lao Xiucai.

"Guo Lichang, this thing is the thing used by the Emperor Zhu Biao, the crown prince of Hongwu Emperor of the Ming Dynasty."

"Huh!?"

Guo Lao Xiucai and the old and young of the family hurriedly knelt down to thank him, and after he thanked him, his eyes widened tremblingly, and he asked Jiang Xuan: "Official, who ate noodles at my father-in-law's house before?" ”

Jiang Xuan said with a smile: "The noodle eater, Zhu Biao, the prince of the Ming Dynasty, leans over to pick up the relics, and Zhu Xiongying, the eldest grandson of the Ming Emperor, is also." ”