Qin Deshun heard Lao Zhuhou's words and knew that the emperor had turned on the unreasonable mode again.

The group of people in the military department dare to delay the military report on the front line?

There is only one possibility why they didn't send it, and that is that they didn't receive the military report from the front line at all!

After Lao Zhu said this, he also knew that he was too harsh.

The military department has not received the military report, what do you ask them to send, you can't let them make up one for themselves, right?

It's just that he gets angry when he thinks of this, and he gets even more angry when he thinks of the ten letters that the rebel grandson sent to him.

What kind of stuff is written, thousand-character essays, teachers' tables, pipa lines, he came here to do his homework?

When the rebel grandson comes back, he has to put him on the bed and give him a good beating!

Lao Zhu stood in the courtyard and watched Zhu Yunxi for a while, and when he saw that Zhu Yunxi had been ignoring him, he shook his head in disappointment and left.

just ordered someone to tell Concubine Guo Hui to let Concubine Guo Hui take care of the child for herself.

He had already made a mistake in the eldest grandson, but he didn't want the eldest grandson's experience to be repeated in the younger grandson.

Lao Zhu returned to the Qianqing Palace, just in time for the eunuch to send him a recital. He picked it up casually and looked at it, only to see that it was the New Year's excerpt from the political envoys and the state capital.

Lao Zhu was not in the mood to look at this thing, but when he saw that the excerpt of the Fujian political envoy had a sentence of auspiciousness written at the beginning, he read it patiently.

In fact, Lao Zhu didn't like Xiangrui, and he also issued several orders to reprimand the officials below, telling them to be people-oriented and less tidy up what they didn't have.

He also wanted to find fault and reprimand today, but when he saw the content on the fold, his heart suddenly became excited.

"Zhang is sloppy!"

"Finally saw the news of Zhang Sloppy!"

In the recital of the political envoy of Fujian, it is said that the local winter thunder shook and a big crater was blown out.

According to a local woodcutter passing by, he saw a sloppy old man with a white beard that day, who once stood there to attract thunder.

The old man gave the woodcutter a pill after the thunderstorm, and after the woodcutter ate it, he immediately eliminated all his illnesses, ran home vigorously, and told the old wife about it.

Then not long after, the old husband and wife, who were over sixty years old, became pregnant......

Lao Zhu looked at this twist and turn, and wrote a comment on it.

"We got it!"

"In the future, there will be news of Zhang Sloppy reported as soon as possible!"

After Lao Zhu finished dealing with this recital, it was not so dazzling to look at other people's recitals.

However, to his surprise, several political envoys reported that there was auspiciousness in the local area, and mentioned that someone had seen a sloppy old man with white hair.

Zhu Yuanzhang read all the New Year's recitals in one go, and then showed a mysterious smile on his face.

This is building momentum!

If his guess is right, Zhang Sloppy should be about to enter Beijing.

Lao Zhu was already skeptical about the ghosts and gods. When to believe and when not to believe depends only on whether it is useful to oneself or not.

For example, if the people rumor that he is the true son of heaven and that others are the true son of heaven, he has to lead the troops to take a look at it to see if this true son of heaven is really true.

When Lao Zhu was lying on the royal eucalyptus like opening a blind box, looking for this sloppy information, on the Meishan Mountain outside the capital, two old men dressed as Taoists were in a daze at the black charcoal all over the mountains. ….

"This is Meishan?"

"Why doesn't Meishan have Mei?"

The conversation between the two immediately attracted the attention of a coal worker in a coal kiln, and explained to the two with a smile.

"Who said that there must be plum blossoms in Meishan?"

"Our land was originally called the Coal Mountain, the coal of coal."

"Later, the three emperors said that the coal mountain was unlucky and hindered the fortune of the Ming Dynasty, so they changed the coal mountain to the plum blossom of the plum blossom."

"The Three Emperors and Grandsons have also ordered people to plant plum blossoms on the mountain, but they haven't planted them yet, so we have to see the results next spring."

When the two heard the old coal worker's words, they never thought that the name of Meishan would be

That's how it came about.

"Senior brother, you are proficient in Yu Wei, you can calculate how this coal mountain hinders the fortune of the Ming Dynasty?"

Zhang Sloppy smiled when he heard this, then took out three copper coins from his sleeve and threw them into the sky.

However, just as he threw it for the sixth time, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky, which frightened him so much that he hurriedly grabbed the copper coin thrown in the air, and led Zhang Yuchu down the mountain in a hurry.

"Run!"

"When there is thunder, it is easy to get cracked in the mountains!"

The two ran until the foot of the mountain, and Zhang Yuchu asked breathlessly.

"Senior brother, did you say that thunder just now would be ......?"

When Zhang Yuchu said this, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the sky.

Zhang Sloppy nodded secretly when he heard this.

"Possibly!"

"Since ancient times, those who have calculated the fortune of the country have not ended well, and the reason why the old man has been able to live for so long is that he has never been involved in the change of dynasty."

"It's strange to say that the emperor is a thing, especially the founding emperor, who likes to find someone to calculate the fortune of the country."

"Do you still need to calculate this?"

"Have you ever seen a dynasty that has lasted for a thousand years since ancient times?"

Zhang Sloppy said this, took out a book from his arms, and threw it to Zhang Yuchudao.

"If you're curious about the fortunes of the Ming Dynasty, you can take a look at this ***."

"This book is said to have been written by Yuan Tiangang of the Tang Dynasty, specifically to predict the rise and fall of later dynasties."

Zhang Yuchu had also heard of this book, and even had a few copies at home. But Zhang Sloppy took out this book is obviously different, looking at the yellowed pages, you can know that this book is definitely not ordinary, maybe it is Yuan Tiangang's authentic work.

However, just as Zhang Yuchu took it with both hands and was about to read it attentively, Zhang Sloppy spoke again.

"Don't take it too seriously!"

"This book was cultivated by the Song Dynasty, and it has little to do with Yuan Tiangang."

"Uh-uh......"

Zhang Yuchu was a little disappointed when he heard this, but he still opened the *** and stopped when he turned to the thirty-second hexagram.

Because there are mountains, trees, and people in this picture.

It depicts a man in a dragon robe who commits suicide on a dark mountain.

There is also a proverb below the picture.

Horses jump in the north, dogs roar in the west, eight or nine are counted, and the sun and moon are gone.

At the end of the proverb, there is a small ode.

Yang Hua fell to the plum flower remnants, the five-color flag came from the north, the king of Jinling was exhausted, and a branch of spring occupied Chang'an.

Zhang Yuchu saw the thirty-two hexagrams like a child who had found a toy, and pointed to this picture to Zhang Sloppy.

"Senior brother, look, is this a proverb that indicates the rise and fall of the Ming Dynasty......"....

When Zhang Yu asked Zhang Sloppy excitedly, Zhang Sloppy had already turned his back and looked at the smoke rising from the birds in the distance.

It was a new market town, populated by displaced peasants.

They were supposed to become refugees in the capital, or they were captured by the imperial court to work as coolies, or they were sent back to their hometowns to be resettled.

However, the appearance of a person completely changed their lives and also changed the fortunes of the Ming Dynasty.

They have directly changed from the status of displaced people to workers in the coal root industry chain. They are responsible for digging out the coal kiln from the coal mine, and then carrying it through baskets to a nearby processing workshop, where it is crushed, washed, and then mixed with yellow mud, saltpeter and other materials to be pressed into pieces of coal root.

Now coal root has become an indispensable fuel for the people of the capital, and it has spread to the entire Zhili, and is destined to become the daily use of the people who are popular in the Ming Dynasty in the future.

Zhang Yuchu called Zhang Sloppy several times before he woke Zhang Sloppy from his contemplation.

"Senior brother, do you say this is the national fortune of the Ming Dynasty?"

Zhang sloppy smiled and pointed to the smoke in the distance.

"The fortune of the Ming Dynasty is not in the book, but in the smoke in the distance!"

Zhang Yuchu looked at the smoke in the distance and fell into deep thought, and it was over

After a while, he woke up from his contemplation, tore the *** in his hand to shreds, and then threw it into the air hard!

"Thank you, Senior Brother!"

Zhang Sloppy smiled slightly when he heard this.

"Enlightened?"

"Enlightened!"

"When the junior brother accompanies the senior brother, the junior brother will go back to Longhu Mountain for retreat!"

Zhang shook his head sloppily and said.

"There's no need to retreat, just walk around and see more."

"The poor Daoist apprentice said it well, wow, the people use it every day for the Tao."

"Since he has comprehended the way of heaven, how can the national fortune of the Ming Dynasty be written with a piece of proverb?"

Zhang Sloppy said this, and his heart was full of emotion.

At the beginning, he simply thought that he had picked up an apprentice, and he could carry forward the Wudang Mountain lineage with this relationship.

But as he got to know his cheap apprentice, he felt more and more insignificant.

This apprentice of his own family is only thirteen years old, and he has already done so many things for the people. I have been sitting in the mountains for decades, and what heavenly dao have I understood, and what reincarnation have I experienced?

"Poor Dao has a hunch!"

"Poor Dao, this cheap apprentice, may be the greatest Saint Monarch Benevolent Lord in a thousand years!"

"Why?"

Zhang sloppy smiled and shook his head.

"Without it!"

"Have a conscience!"

"There have not been many emperors since ancient times who have a conscience."

Zhang Yuchu smiled when he heard this, and the secret senior brother began to deny the emperors of the past dynasties again.

However, to his surprise, Zhang sloppy started and shut up.

"Let's go!"

"Let's get down the mountain!"

"It is estimated that the whereabouts of the poor road have been reported to Emperor Zhu by the officials of the Ming Dynasty, right?"

Zhang Yuchu nodded when he heard this.

"It's time to come."

"But in some remote places, there may be a delay of a day or two on the road."

Zhang Sloppy shook his head indifferently when he heard this.

"Enough!"

"In a few days, when the imperial court opens, you can go to the Daolu Division to deliver the post, make an appointment for Poor Dao, and Poor Dao will enter the palace to meet Emperor Zhu!" ….

Zhang Yuchu was secretly taken aback when he heard this, he knew that his senior brother had always been very resistant to seeing the emperor, why did he suddenly change his sex?

"Senior brother, aren't you waiting any longer?"

"Senior brother still has a lot of arrangements, wait a few months before entering the palace, the momentum will be even grander!"

"No need!"

Zhang sloppily covered his stomach, and said with a painful look on his face.

"Time is running out for the poor road, and it may not be able to wait for a few months before you have to feather......

"Senior brother!"

……

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, every household in the capital sets off firecrackers, and then in the sound of firecrackers, the housewife of the house will put the water snacks (dumplings) into the pot, and the children who return to the house after the firecrackers will drool around the stove, and from time to time grab a water snack from the fence and stuff it into their mouths.

Whenever this happens, the housewife will laugh and curse, and then enter the house with a large basin of water snacks and beckon the family to have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

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Grind how bad it is for him in general.

Lao Zhu picked up a dumpling at random, ate one symbolically, got up and left the Jinshen Palace, and returned to his dormitory.

When the princes saw their father gone, they let out a burst of cheers, and then they began to eat and drink one by one.

Zhu Gui's luck was good, he ate a dumpling wrapped in gold leaves, and was chased by a group of younger brothers who did not have a branch and shouted for red envelopes.

Zhu Gui is no longer the lavish spenders he used to be, since he was engaged to the second lady of the Xu Da family, he has become a person who is passing through the days, not only will he never go to the Qinglou Tile House again, but even the treasury key of the Daiwang Mansion has been handed over to Xu Miaoqing.

Of course, there is also the bullet pressure of his mother's concubine.

Therefore, when he saw a group of younger brothers pounce on him like wolves, Zhu Gui could only take out a handful of silver beans and take them away from the lake.

It's just that the princes in the palace have all seen the world, how can they do it with just silver beans?

As a result, a group of princes led by the two brothers Zhu Ying and Zhu Zhi launched a brutal drinking of Zhu Gui.

Fortunately, the wine in the palace is all vegetarian wine, which makes Zhu Gui, who has been in the wine field for a long time, feel a lot more relaxed, and drink it with great pleasure, which can be said to be a refusal to come.

Lao Zhu hid behind the door and watched the bustle of the emperors for a while, and then led Qin Deshun and the others back to his bedroom.

There was also a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the side hall of the Qianqing Palace.

Compared to the bustle of the temple on the other side, the table here is much more deserted.

There were a lot of bowls, five pairs of them, but there was only one person sitting, a lonely bad old man. ….

Lao Zhu put a dumpling in the bowl closest to him, and then said to the empty chair.

"Queen, this is for you!"

Lao Zhu finished sandwiching dumplings for the queen, and then sandwiched one for Zhu Biao and one for the eldest grandson, and then glared at the empty bowl on his left hand.

"You little rebel grandson, you have to go to Datong Mansion for the New Year, so let's be hungry today!"

After Lao Zhu snorted, he couldn't bear it after all, so he got up and put a dumpling in the bowl of his eldest grandson.

Lao Zhu muttered to himself at the empty table for a while, and then ate all the dumplings in the bowl for all of them, but when he ate the dumplings in the bowl of the eldest grandson, a piece of hard stuff made his old teeth ache.

Lao Zhu spit out a piece of gold leaf from the dumpling and smiled bitterly at the gold leaf.

"In the end, it's our eldest grandson, there is only one gold leaf in a hundred dumplings, and it is really our good luck to be in your bowl......

After Lao Zhu finished eating dumplings alone, he sat alone on the chair in a daze.

It's his Chinese New Year's Eve!

His night!

Lonely, lonely, lonely.

Old Zhu Ku sat on the chair for half an hour, until the cup and plate were cold, and the bell rang twelve, and then he got up from the chair tremblingly.

When the bell rang for half an hour, he was a year older.

But at the same time, his eldest grandson is a year older!

"Someone!"

"Give these things to the people in the palace!"

Hearing this, Qin Deshun hurriedly came in from the door, he knew that the emperor was in a bad mood, and took advantage of the time when the emperor was talking and joked with a smile.

"Hey, you're young!"

"The emperor's reward this year is very great, and these monkey cubs in the palace are not allowed to hold their bellies!"

Lao Zhu scolded with a smile when he heard this.

"You have a clever mouth, you can speak!"

"Don't take it down and give it to people to eat directly, order the people in the imperial dining room to heat it up, it's not easy to restrain cold food in this cold winter!"

"Alas!"

"It's still the emperor's compassion for the slaves and maids, and the slaves and maids will go down and order, so that they can thank the emperor for his kindness, woo woo woo......

Lao Zhu listened to Qin Deshun's flattery, and a helpless wry smile appeared on his face.

He could see that Qin Deshun was trying very hard to make him happy, but he just couldn't be happy.

As soon as I saw the table full

Lao Zhu couldn't help but worry about his eldest grandson, afraid that he wouldn't even be able to eat dumplings in Datong Mansion.

After having the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Lao Zhu returned to his bedroom to observe the New Year alone.

However, as soon as he lay down, he heard a hurried shout from outside the door.

"Urgent!"

"Datong Mansion 800 miles urgent!"

When Lao Zhu heard this voice, he hurriedly turned over and got up, and ran out without even bothering to put on his shoes.

Seeing this, Qin Deshun hurriedly chased after him with two shoes.

"Emperor, your shoes ......"

Lao Zhu ran out of the Qianqing Palace, stepped on the cold steps, and snatched the military newspaper in the hands of the herald.

Lao Zhu Qiang suppressed the eagerness in his heart, checked the fire paint of the military newspaper, and saw that the seal on the fire paint was intact, so he asked the herald.

"Did you receive the military report halfway, or did you rush all the way back from Datong Mansion?"

"Back to the emperor, the little one is rushing back from Datong Mansion all the way, and there are a total of thirteen brothers who ...... together along the way....

"Good work!"

"What's going on in Datong Mansion lately, but it's still peaceful?"

"If you go back to the emperor, when you come back from your humble position, the epidemic in Datong Mansion has been controlled, and Lord Lan of Liangguo Gonglan has also been rescued by the three emperor grandsons!"

"This military report?"

"It was the third emperor grandson who handed it over to the lowly position, and told the lowly post that there is a letter to the emperor here!"

When Lao Zhu heard the word "family letter", he only felt that his heart was full of warmth, and he felt that he didn't hurt his grandson in vain, and he also knew that he was pinching the time to send a letter to our imperial grandfather.

"Go down and rest!"

"Qin Deshun, order someone to take care of the messenger soldiers, and entertain us with good food and drink, without the slightest neglect!"

"Don't worry, the slave has already sent someone to the imperial dining room to spread the word!"

"Come on, the emperor hurry up and put on his shoes and be careful of catching a cold......

Lao Zhu realized that he was still barefoot.

Lao Zhu thought that he had such a big trouble, and he couldn't help but calculate this account on the head of the little rebel grandson, and planned to make up for it in the ass of the rebel grandson.

Qin Deshun waited for Lao Zhu to put on his shoes, and just wanted to say "okay" to the emperor, when he saw the emperor happily holding the bamboo tube containing the military newspaper into the dormitory.

Seeing this, Qin Deshun hurriedly chased after him, he also wanted to see what the three emperors and grandsons had written to the emperor.

Lao Zhu returned to the dormitory, put the bamboo tube on the eucalyptus, took out a knife to shave off the fire paint of the sealed bamboo tube, and then poured out all the things inside.

There are a lot of things in it, including military newspapers, the strips of Lan Yu, the lord of Datong Mansion, and the folds written by Fu Youde.

However, Lao Zhu didn't read anything, and only rummaged through a pile of newspapers to find the eldest grandson's family letter.

Finally, after going through all the reports, I saw the flying words of the eldest grandson in the last layer.

"The emperor's grandfather is well, and his grandson has fulfilled his mission and successfully solved the epidemic in Datong Mansion!"

"Now the soldiers and civilians of the whole city are praising their grandson Hua Tuo for being alive, Bian Que is reborn, and Wa Gaga......

"The sergeants here also like their grandsons, and they secretly call them grandchildren!"

"You don't have to fool me with that broken canonization edict, I can now establish myself as the emperor's grandson in Datong Mansion, lalala!"

When Lao Zhu saw this, the eldest grandson's smiling face seemed to appear in front of him, and he was so angry that he couldn't help but slap the bamboo tube twice.

"You little rebel grandson, wait for you to come back, see if we don't beat you and beg for mercy, hahaha!"

Qin Deshun heard the emperor's hearty laughter and breathed a long sigh of relief.

This family letter from the third emperor and grandson is too timely, and finally makes the emperor happy on Chinese New Year's Eve!

Lao Zhu continued to read the letter after laughing and scolding, only to see that the letter was written a lot, and there was a rebel grandson who complained about the poor environment in Datong Mansion, saying that it was too cold over there, and it was so cold that he froze his butt when he went outside to relieve his hands. also said that the food in Datong Mansion was poor, and he wanted to eat the steamed bear's paw in the palace.

In short, the little rebel Sun Lin always wrote thousands of words, except for complaining

Still complaining, I saw that Lao Zhu pouted.

However, when Lao Zhu saw the last sentence, after seeing the little tears on the letterhead, he finally smiled and shed tears of relief.

"Grandpa Huang, my grandson misses you......

Lao Zhu flicked the letter paper, as if he wanted to bounce away the tears of his eldest grandson, and after finding that his efforts were in vain, he rubbed his eyes coveredly.

"This rebel grandson, I want to earn our tears when I write a letter......

"Ahh

"There are no doors!"

After Lao Zhu said this, he took the letter back to the back room, leaving Qin Deshun in a daze looking at the table full of military newspapers.

The emperor hasn't read the military newspaper yet, has he?

Would you like to be reminded?

Just as Qin Deshun was hesitating, Lao Zhu in the bedroom suddenly shouted.

"Bring us the military report!"

"Hey!".

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