When the three old men saw Zhu Yunxi sitting in the carriage, they all sighed that they had found the right person this time.

This kid can even remember such a trivial thing as eating breakfast, and deliberately gets up early to pick up himself and others.

From this point of view, even if he becomes an emperor in the future, it should not be too bad.

At least it can be more benevolent than the old dragon now!

Zhu Yunxi took the three old men to a breakfast restaurant, and then ordered the guards to buy back the breakfast of the entire street, and put two tables of dishes on the table.

The three old men naturally wanted to preach, such as not being extravagant and wasteful, being diligent and thrifty, and cherishing financial resources.

But preaching is preaching, and it tastes unambiguous. You have a bowl of duck blood vermicelli, and I'll have a bowl of little chaos, and I'll be happy to eat it.

Zhu Yunxi admitted his mistake while watching the duck blood fans drool, and finally couldn't hold back, and reached out to fill a big bowl.

Wang De watched from the side and couldn't help but remind in a whisper.

"Your Highness, you have to go into the palace to dine with Your Majesty in a while!"

When the three old men who were eating and drinking heard this, they also hurried to stop Zhu Yunxi.

"The third emperor grandson, your companion is right, entering the palace to accompany His Majesty to dine is filial piety, how can you eat outside the palace first, this is disrespectful to Your Majesty!"

Zhu Yunxi grabbed the big bowl and looked at the duck blood fans who were close at hand and wanted to cry without tears.

"I just want to try ......"

"Taste it......"

"Then you don't need such a big bowl, so let's get a smaller one."

Gao Ming snatched the big bowl in Zhu Yunxi's hand and replaced him with an ordinary rice bowl.

Zhu Yunxi looked at the rice bowl that was several times smaller, and his face was full of grievances, so it was not enough to stuff his teeth!

Although the rice bowl was very unsatisfactory, Zhu Yunxi still made a bowl, and then left satisfied.

Since he entered the palace today to accompany Lao Zhu for dinner, plus take his official seal, holy decree, etc., he did not bring the three masters into the palace together.

Of course, the most important thing is that he can see that these three masters don't seem to be waiting to see the emperor's grandfather, so there is no need for them to block each other.

When Zhu Yunxi entered the Qianqing Palace, Lao Zhu had already finished washing up, and he was waiting for him to come in and pass the meal.

Lao Zhu saw the eldest grandson's radiant appearance, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this grandson was energetic.

He learned through the spy system that this grandson went back to sleep at the end of last night, and he thought that he would be late today, but he didn't expect to enter the palace so early.

"Grandpa Huang, where is my official seal and holy decree!"

When Lao Zhu heard this, he suddenly felt a little angry in his heart. Dare him enter the palace so early, just running for those two rags!

Lao Zhu was angry, and the consequences were serious. Originally, he just wanted to give him a few copies of the recitals, so that he could take them back and see them and experience his governing philosophy. Now seeing that this grandson is so energetic, he immediately changed "look" to "copy".

"There are still a few copies on the side, you can take them back and copy them."

Zhu Yunxi was about to vomit last time he copied Rusu's footcloth, and now when he hears that he copied this thing, he has a psychological shadow in his heart.

"Grandpa!"

"I'm so busy and tired, I don't have time to copy this thing!"

"Besides, a piece of music can easily be more than 10,000 words, who can copy it!"

Lao Zhu heard the complaint of the rebel grandson, and secretly scolded this product in his heart, but he still coaxed it.

"It's not that long this time!"

"The longest is no more than a thousand words, and the sum of those several copies is not as much as the last time."

"Oh?"

Zhu Yunxi picked up a copy and looked through it unconvincedly, and it was really much shorter, a few hundred words less, and more than a thousand words.

But when he saw the last one, he was dumbfounded, a memora of only 300 words, and the emperor's grandfather just wrote a reply of more than 1,000 words!

"Grandpa Huang, don't you need to copy your approval?"

When Lao Zhu heard this, he couldn't wait to give this rebel grandson two feet, and the purpose of asking him to copy this thing was not to let him see how we approved it?

If you don't copy our reply, is there any use for copying the fold?

"We'll have to reply and copy it twice!"

"Ahh

"Ahhhhh

"Oh......"

Zhu Yunxi agreed, while picking up the holy decree on the table and looking through it, only to see that it was written on his duty to inspect all the government-run workshops in Beijing on behalf of the Son of Heaven, and stated that the six yamen, as well as Yingtianfu and other official offices, must cooperate with the official business.

It's just that he didn't mention the specific official position, which made him feel so depressed. Even if you give yourself a craftsman ambassador, it's better than not raising your head at all.

Zhu Yunxi picked up the official seal with disappointment, and when he saw the "Treasure Seal of King Wu" engraved on it, his face immediately showed joy.

It's been a month since I was crowned king, and I finally got my own king seal!

However, when he saw the cracks on the king's seal and the broken feet, he was immediately unhappy.

"Grandpa Huang, why is my royal seal bad!"

Lao Zhu was drinking porridge leisurely, and looked over unhappily when he heard this.

"What's wrong?"

Zhu Yunxi ran to Lao Zhu with the official seal and complained.

"Look here, and here, it's all broken!"

"And this jade is too bad, it's been played out of the pulp!"

Lao Zhu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said with displeasure.

"This is the seal we used when we were King Wu!"

"The old one!"

"You're too picky, you can carve a new one for a few taels of silver, and you can't even bear it?"

Lao Zhu was so angry when he heard this that he almost vomited blood, and he couldn't wait to knock open the head of the rebel grandson to see if this child had no brains.

When he was young, he was the king of Wu with the royal seal, what a special meaning it was, this grandson even dared to dislike it!

"If you want to dislike it, don't ask for it, let's take it underground!"

As soon as Zhu Yunxi heard this, he hurriedly hung the official seal on his waist, and deliberately tied a dead knot, as if he was afraid that Lao Zhu would snatch it back.

"Grandson is joking with you, the imperial grandfather can give me the royal seal he has used, that is a great encouragement to me!"

When Lao Zhu heard this, his gloomy mood finally improved a little.

"Let's eat, after eating, follow the people from the Ministry of Industry to the workshops outside the city, don't be in a hurry to change it first, observe for a few days, familiarize yourself with the situation for a few days, and then give us a ......."

"If you don't know how to write, ask the three masters around you and let them teach you how to write."

"Good!"

Before Zhu Yunxi finished breakfast, he heard a report from the little eunuch, saying that the members of the Ministry of Labor were waiting to see him outside the palace.

Lao Zhu nodded at the little eunuch when he heard this, and the little eunuch immediately stepped back and led a middle-aged official in.

"Weichen Huang Li respectfully meets Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live ......"

"Flat!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Haven't you had breakfast yet?"

"Come on, bring a chair and let Huang Aiqing sit down and dine with us!"

Huang Ligong was stunned when he heard this, the emperor wanted to invite him to breakfast?

It wasn't until the eunuch set up the chair that Huang Ligong came back to his senses, fell to his knees again with a plop, and cried.

"Wechen...... Weichen Xie Your Majesty Longen, woo woo woo ......"

"Get up, don't cry, you're also an old man who followed us, or did we pull it out of the national prison back then?"

"Your Majesty has a good memory, Weichen is indeed from a humble background, just a national prisoner......"

"Fortunately, I met the master, otherwise Weichen would only be a yamen official for the rest of his life, how could he be ranked in the sixth department and become a high-level official......"

Lao Zhu nodded when he heard this.

"It's good to know how to be grateful!"

"Our eldest grandson has taken over the workshop under the name of the Ministry of Industry, you will follow our eldest grandson in the future, and talk about the doorway here for him, don't let people coax him to go."

"Wechen obeys!"

"Weichen will be crushed to repay His Majesty Longen!"

After Lao Zhu showed his loyalty to Huang Ligong, he hurriedly urged him to get up to eat. Huang Ligong was no longer polite, sat down next to half of his buttocks, and then only buried his head in eating the buns in front of him, even if the soup pot was less than two feet away, he didn't seem to see it.

Zhu Yunxi couldn't stand it anymore, got up and served Huang Ligong a bowl of mutton bone soup, and brought him a few plates of fried dumplings and a few side dishes, which moved Huang Ligong to thank him again.

Lao Zhu saw all this in his eyes, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

This skin monkey is stubborn and stubborn, but the means of winning people's hearts are not bad.

The most comforting thing is that all of Xiao Rebel Sun's actions are not deliberately pretended, but completely sincere, which makes it impossible to refuse.

"Lord Huang, eat slowly, don't worry, you can ask for more if you don't have enough to eat."

"Grandpa Xu, are there any dishes that haven't been served, hurry up and serve them!"

"Oooh!"

Originally, Xu Xingzu wanted to say that there was no more, but when he saw that Huang Ligong was about to die of nervousness, he casually lied.

"Don't worry, there are still more than a dozen dishes that have not been served, so the old slave will go to the imperial dining room to urge."

When Huang Ligong heard that there were still so many dishes that had not been served, he suddenly became less panicked, and his meal became slow and methodical, and he could even chat with Zhu Yunxi from time to time.

"Lord Huang, are you really a member of the Guozi Prison?"

"Didn't you say that the Guozi prisoner was very miserable, how could he still be an official of the Ministry of Industry?"

"Back to His Royal Highness the Third Emperor Sun, this is all thanks to His Majesty's Long Enchao, and Weichen has the opportunity to rank in the court."

"Moreover, where can the Guozijian be considered bitter, it is just a group of lazy people maliciously attacking His Majesty's rhetoric, you must not believe it!"

"Your Majesty's giving money and food to the Guozi prisoners can be described as a reconstruction, only those black-hearted wastes will complain that the treatment of the students is not good!"

As soon as Zhu Yunxi heard this, he knew that he was lonely, the person in front of him must be a vested interest in the group of Guozi prisoners, and it would be hellish to be able to speak ill of Guozi Prison.

In fact, the prisoners of the Ming Dynasty are indeed bitter, but the chances of promotion are also very great.

Because of Emperor Zhu's certain habits, the mobility of Ming officials was particularly large, and thousands of positions were vacant at every turn.

The imperial examination is held once every few years, and hundreds of jinshi and fellow jinshi are admitted each time, which is far from making up for this vacancy.

As a result, the close proximity of the Guozijian has become the main source of officials.

Many officials who only show off their talents and fame have been promoted to a very high level through the channel of Guozijian.

Even the official who presided over the national land measurement of the Ming Dynasty was born as an ordinary Guozi supervisor.

In the six yamen, Guozi supervisors abound.

Of course, if you want to be a hall official, you have to be a jinshi.

But at the beginning of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there was not so much attention, Li Shanchang was just a person, and he had also been a high-ranking official of the prime minister.

Zhu Yunxi accompanied Lao Zhu to breakfast, and after saying goodbye to Lao Zhu, he immediately led Lao Zhu out of the palace with the old follower he specially found.

As soon as the two of them left the palace, Zhu Yunxi saw that his three masters were already waiting outside the palace gate early.

And the three of them all wore the red official uniforms of the second grade, and also wore the black veil and short-winged official hat of the official.

This made him look very unpleasant, and he always felt that these three old men were not as bright as before.

In fact, the three old men were also very unhappy. They are not so poor that they have to eat the old Zhu family's money, and it is not uncommon for them to wear tattered official uniforms.

But if you don't wear it, you can't do it, in case you annoy the evil dragon in the palace, you can't make a knife to them.

"It's been a long time for the three masters."

"The Third Emperor Sun is polite, it won't be long before we come over."

"Three masters, I'm going to go to the Weapons Bureau in a while, will you follow along, or will you go over together?"

"Let's talk to the Three Emperors and Suns, let's talk about the problem of our Ming craftsman household system."

This time there was one more person, and it was a bit not enough to ride in the same carriage.

If it's a normal ride, there's nothing wrong with a carriage that seats six people. The main reason is that Zhu Yunxi is the emperor's grandson, and he can only sit alone here, and no one dares to sit with him. Therefore, there were only three people sitting in the seat opposite him.

Fortunately, Huang Ligong reacted quickly and directly said that he could ride a horse and could follow the guards, which solved this embarrassment.

However, this also stimulated Zhu Yunxi and gave him the idea of improving the carriage.

At the very least, you have to get a carriage with a separate office and a reception room, and if possible, a bathroom!