Zhu Youzhen quickly read the excerpts of Zhu Huakui, the king of Chuding.

Nearly eighty percent is nonsense, but a request is written at the end.

Build railways.

The construction of the railway from the capital to Wuchang is said to be that there are many wealthy families in Huguang who are willing to raise funds and hope to build the railway from Wuchang to the capital, and affirm His Majesty's consent to put the line from Wuchang to the capital on the agenda as soon as possible.

After reading it, Zhu You understood that he was eyeing the various conveniences brought by the railway, and wanted to tilt the policy.

Zhu Huakui's words revealed a message between the lines.

We are all big dogs in Huguang, as long as we can build the railway, we are not afraid of being slaughtered.

Zhu Youzhen touched the beard on his chin and shook his head with a smile.

This is forcing yourself to promote the development of the Beijing-Guangzhou line!

As a very famous railway line in later generations, the Beijing-Guangzhou Railway is the most important north-south railway traffic artery in China, running through Beijing, Hebei, Henan, Hubei, Hunan and Guangdong.

Such an important line is naturally in Zhu Youzhen's planning, but it is not now.

At this time, Zhu Huakui's strong request made him start to think about whether to speed up the progress.

"When you come back, let's rest for two days. Spend time with your wife and children at home, and then go out in a few days." Thinking of this, Zhu Youzhen put down the fold in his hand and said to the ninety percent CP in front of him.

The two of them glanced at each other and thanked each other at the same time.

In fact, Zhu Youzhen remembered after speaking, these two people are a eunuch and a bachelor. What the hell has a wife and children.

But it doesn't matter if Lu Jiude doesn't have a family, what's the matter with Li Zicheng? Legend has it that the reason why the two wives cuckolded him was that he lacked some abilities in some aspects, and he didn't know whether it was true or not.

"Director Li, you have served in Beijing for many years, and you have made many military exploits, and you should have saved a lot of family property, but have you bought an industry in the city?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the former minister bought a small courtyard in the city as a place to settle down."

"Since you have an inheritance, and your official position is not small now, why don't you marry a wife?"

"This—" The Emperor suddenly became concerned about his marriage, which made him very uncomfortable. And it's a difficult question to answer.

Not only him, but Lu Jiude also secretly became nervous after hearing this.

He was not worried that His Majesty would make things difficult for Li Zicheng, but worried that Li Zicheng would say an answer that was difficult for him to accept.

"Your Majesty, when the minister was in Shaanxi, he once went to a wife, but he betrayed the minister. Although the minister intends to marry again, he has been busy with official affairs and has no time for the time being."

"That's right."

Zhu Youzhen nodded gossifiably.

What does this mean, should there be nothing wrong with it?

But why did you, Lu Jiude, quietly breathe a sigh of relief? His eyes went back and forth between the two for a long time.

"If nothing else, step aside, and I will send a reward to you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After the two saluted, they retreated, and when they reached the door, Lu Jiude bumped Li Zicheng with his elbow and said with a smile:

"If Bureau Li is interested, how about I introduce you to the two mothers-in-law?"

"Not yet." Li Zicheng did not squint, and said in a cold tone. ….

"I'll just say, what's so good about those stinky women. How can we come and go together freely..."

"Director Lu! Can you let go of my hand..."Li Zicheng's face was cold.

"I can't help it... Beside oneself... Hey, hey..."

Soon after Zheng Zhilong left, it was the winter solstice.

The winter solstice is a big festival, and there has always been a saying among the people that "the winter solstice is like a big year", so the people attach great importance to it. Dumplings have been wrapped, those with better conditions are stuffed with meat, and those with poor conditions are vegetarian. In short, it is necessary to spend such a festival in a grand manner.

"Daddy, why do you eat dumplings on the winter solstice?" In the palace, four-year-old Zhu Cihong sat in the one Zhu Youzhen bought for him

The baby chair asked cutely.

"Because the winter solstice does not serve dumpling bowls, no one cares if Jesus is born."

"Huh?" Several people at the table were stunned together.

"Who is Jesus?" Zhou asked.

"It's a foreigner."

"Then why don't our Ming people eat dumplings, so no one cares?"

"I don't know. Come, come, Cihong, eat some garlic." Zhu Youzhen snorted.

"Daddy, can you not eat garlic? It's spicy." Zhu Cihong said with a wrinkled face.

"No, the winter solstice dumplings are not garlic, and the work in the coming year will be done in vain. You'll have to start studying after the New Year, but you can't do it in vain." Zhu Youjian said with a straight face.

"Puff~" As soon as his words came out, Zhou and Tian laughed together. "Hooray, where do you get so many funny limericks?"

"These are all lessons learned by the ancients..."

In the end, Zhu Cihong still didn't eat garlic, and I don't know if I will study in vain next year.

After the winter solstice, the New Year is approaching.

The weather is getting colder and colder, except when the weather is good, Zhu Youzhen will occasionally take Wang Chengen and the guards out of the palace quietly, and most of the rest of the time is nested in the palace. Dealing with government affairs, playing games in his spare time, playing with his son and daughter, and living comfortably, Zhu Youzhen also felt a rare ease in the past few years since he ascended the throne.

But as an emperor, this state of affairs is really difficult to maintain.

For example, some people like to find trouble when they have nothing to do.

"Your Majesty, the evidence is conclusive." Tian Ergeng stood solemnly with his head bowed, holding a booklet in his hand.

Zhu Youzhen motioned for Wang Chengen to take it, put it in his hand and flipped through it casually, his face was still on the imperial case, and he said lightly:

"Take it."

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

Tian Ergeng was ordered out of the palace, personally led people, and blocked Yuan Chonghuan in a small mansion.

"Commander Tian, what do you mean by this?"

"Deputy Commissioner Yuan, the Ming people don't say secret words, your matter has been revealed, come with us."

"Commander Tian, this official is the deputy commissioner of tax reform personally appointed by His Majesty, if there is no decree from His Majesty, who would dare to touch me?" Yuan Chonghuan looked around at Fanzi and said with a sneer.

"I really don't know if you're crazy or stupid, since I'm here, will you be empty-handed?" Tian Ergeng pursed his lips, took out his oracle from his body, and put it in front of Yuan Chonghuan. He has always hated this thief-eyed guy, and he naturally doesn't have a good face to arrest people at this time.

"This!"

Yuan Chonghuan saw the edict and realized the seriousness of the matter, and suddenly felt weak.

But he has also experienced strong winds and waves, and he has managed to calm down.

"In that case, the official will go with you. I believe that Your Majesty will give me justice!"

Tian Ergeng pursed his lips disdainfully when he heard this, without the slightest expression, waved his hand and ordered:

"Take it away!"

Yuan Chonghuan was captured by Jinyiwei.

The news quickly spread throughout the capital on a cold winter day, and finally came to a mansion.

In the study, Sun Chengzong was writing and copying the "Confucius Temple Tablet" written by Yu Shinan and written in regular script, and the housekeeper walked in gently.

"Master, the element was captured by Tian Ergeng."

Fry a serving of fries