Chapter 100: Zhu Jiaerlang, Eternal Ming

A moment later, a scream came from the study, and then a red figure flew out, and a white figure behind her opened its teeth and claws, chasing after the red figure.

"Luan Yu, I'm going to open your ass flowers!"

Wen He's angry voice echoed in the empty courtyard, and the figures of the two people quickly disappeared into the vast night sky.

Zhu Yunxi shook his head and smiled bitterly, these two people are not like the big ones, and the small ones are not like the small ones, just like the unhappy and mindless ones he saw when he was a child, it is purely how happy he comes.

In a letter to Zhu Yuanzhang today, he elaborated on his plan for controlling the floods of the Yellow River, that is, the imperial court would build cement factories in various places along the Yellow River, and then organize the displaced people to build embankments and dams.

The former needs to invest in the silver, and the imperial court can measure the standard of investment according to the specific situation, and spending a few years here on the Yellow River will inevitably achieve great results.

The latter is the most critical, and if the displaced people are controlled, it will not cause social unrest and stimulate class contradictions, which is especially critical for today's Ming Dynasty.

And Lan Yu only needs to make overall arrangements with the household department and the Ministry of Industry, and there is no need to do it personally along the shoreline of the Yellow River.

This is an answer sheet he gave to Zhu Yuanzhang, but the final result may not be seen until a few years later.

The night sky is silent and starry.

There seemed to be more stars in this era than in the world of his previous life, and they were brighter.

Zhu Yunxi looked up at the night sky and grinned.

"Actually, I am also a star, a star that can illuminate the great tomorrow!"

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Ying Tianfu.

Zhu Yuanzhang's table was full of concerts, all of which were impeached against Zhu Yunxi.

The grounds for impeachment are also varied.

Some say that he acted rashly and connived at his subordinates to do evil, some said that he was messing with flowers and grass in the Qinglou, which damaged the dignity of the royal family, and some said that he sold his reputation and used the money of the court to buy people's hearts, and his heart was unpredictable......

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at these pieces and shook his head, he never expected that Zhu Yunxi, who was wilting in the bar, would make such a big move.

is another grandson, Zhu Yunwen, who seems to be quite stable and has always acted in a decent manner, very much in the demeanor of the late prince Zhu Biao, but it seems that something is missing.

The two emperors and grandsons have their own advantages and disadvantages, and it would be nice if they could be synthetic.

...... Zhu Yuanzhang thought silently, he was now old, and he really felt a little powerless, but he had to fight hard and select a qualified successor for the future of the Ming Dynasty, so that the descendants of the Zhu family could be kings on this land forever.

Outside the study, Jiang Zhen held a letter in his hand and rushed over.

He took a deep breath in front of the door of the imperial study, trying to balance out his breath, and then walked in after the little eunuch's briefing.

"Your Majesty, this is a letter written by the third master from Chang'an."

Jiang Zhen bowed down and said, handing a letter to Wang Jinghong behind Zhu Yuanzhang.

Wang Jinghong stretched out his hand to take it, dismantled the fire paint, and then respectfully placed it on the imperial book case.

"Oh, it's Yoon-hee's letter?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was a little surprised, and said in his heart that this kid really has no rules, don't you know how to write a letter to the emperor?

Opening the envelope, Zhu Yuanzhang put the letter in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, at first he nodded frequently, smiling, and seemed to agree with the content of the letter, but at the end, the smile froze.

"The Qinglou Conference? And the court has to come forward? Why is this getting bigger and bigger? ”

Zhu Yuanzhang muttered to himself, his brows furrowed.

In his heart, he has always felt that Zhu Yunxi is more than shrewd, not calm enough, refined and sparse, such a character is good as a powerful minister, but to become a generation of kings, these things make him go a little astray.

As for this Qinglou Conference, it is even more unsound.

Even if all parts of the Ming Dynasty are opened all over the Qinglou? Can the overall strength of Daming be improved? Can the common people be fed and clothed because of a few more green buildings?

Make money, this kid is bent on making money!

....... Zhu Yuanzhang threw the letter on the table with a snap, and this time, he felt that it was time to beat Zhu Yunxi.

Jiang Zhen and Wang Jinghong kept looking down at Zhu Yuanzhang's face, and they couldn't help but chuckle in their hearts at this moment.

"It's over, the little third master doesn't know what to say, which makes His Majesty so unhappy."

The two looked at each other silently, inexplicably worried about Zhu Yunxi.

At this moment, the voice of the little eunuch sounded outside the imperial study:

"Little Second Master, wait a minute, let the slave go to report to Your Majesty."

Zhu Yunwen nodded, and stood quietly outside the imperial study and waited.

He was carrying a food box in his hand, and in the food box was a clear soup and egg stewed noodles made by the Lu family.

After a while, the little eunuch came out and bowed to Zhu Yunxi and said, "Your Majesty invites the little second master in." ”

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Yunwen who came in, and a loving smile suddenly appeared on his face, and the unhappiness just now also disappeared.

He beckoned to Zhu Yunwen and said with a smile:

"Bring it quickly, your imperial grandfather is already hungry."

Zhu Yunwen respectfully put the food box on the table, but stood aside without saying a word.

Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to be really hungry, grabbed his chopsticks and snorted and ate them.

He, the emperor, is different, he doesn't like the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, but he has a soft spot for this braised egg noodles in clear soup.

Perhaps in his heart, this is no longer just a simple egg stew, but a kind of longing.

I miss the woman named Ma Xiuying.

Every time at this time, he would eat noodles while thinking about the bits and pieces of his time with her.

Thinking of that ordinary woman making this bowl of egg stewed noodles for him in front of the stove!

Those years, so far away.

That person, I miss him so much!

Zhu Yunxi seemed to know Zhu Yuanzhang's habit, so he just stood quietly and watched the Hongwu Emperor in front of him eat noodles like an ordinary old man.

Zhu Yuanzhang quickly ate a large bowl of noodles into his stomach, and then he rubbed his belly with satisfaction, and praised in his mouth:

"Yes, your mother is still the only one in this palace who can make such a taste."

"My mother knows that as long as the imperial grandfather is in the imperial study, he will often forget to eat, so I ordered me to come to see the imperial grandfather from time to time."

"Look at me?"

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed: "The crown princess is really good at joking, and I am not a child." ”

He smiled as he pushed the dishes and chopsticks aside, then picked up the letter just now and handed it to Zhu Yunwen.

"Take a look and tell me what you think."

Zhu Yunxi took it with both hands, and after reading it carefully, he found that this was a letter written by Zhu Yunxi to Zhu Yuanzhang.

His heart was beating wildly.

"What does Grandpa Huang mean when he told me to read his letter?"

"And let me tell me what I think, so what should I say?"

A drop of sweat oozed from the tip of Zhu Yunwen's nose, and he felt a little panicked inexplicably.

Seeing Zhu Yunwen like this, Zhu Yuanzhang sighed in his heart, and seemed to be a little unbearable.

He naturally knew why Zhu Yunwen was so nervous, but this nervousness made him feel a little bored and helpless.

What about being an emperor?

Even my own grandchildren will be scared in the face of themselves, it's really boring!

But if he wasn't nervous at all, he was really a little disappointed, really helpless!

...... Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and comforted Wen Yan:

"It's nothing, just say it, tomorrow morning, I will let everyone talk about it."

Zhu Yunwen stabilized his mind, picked up the letter in his hand, and read it carefully again.

After a moment, he raised his head, took a deep breath and said:

Sun Er agrees with the third brother's idea of governing the Yellow River, and the control of floods is not an overnight effort, which also involves all aspects of the problem, which can be said to affect the whole body, so it must be arranged by the imperial court.

It is also a good suggestion to set up cement factories in various places, and it is no longer necessary to send them from Yingtianfu to various places, thus saving manpower and material resources, and also greatly shortening the time for flood control.

The third brother's handling of the displaced people is also very proper, which can not only increase the labor force but also solve the problem of the displaced people who have no fixed place due to flooding, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone. ”

Zhu Yunwen talked eloquently, and the original tension gradually subsided, but it made Wang Jinghong and Jiang Zhen a little puzzled.

"No, the little second master praised Zhu Yunxi so much, this seems unreasonable!"

"Shouldn't we seize the opportunity to pick a bone in the egg and belittle it severely?"

The two of them secretly said in their hearts, they were a little unpredictable about Zhu Yunwen in front of them.

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled, seemed to be very satisfied with Zhu Yunwen's words, nodded slightly, and said, "Go on, keep talking." ”

Zhu Yunwen nodded and said in a deep voice: "The matter of the Qinglou Conference, my grandson thinks it is very inappropriate. ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang Jinghong and Jiang Zhen couldn't help but glance at each other, and secretly said in their hearts:

"Here, he's here!"

"Zhu Yunwen is first raising and then suppressing, holding back the big move at the end!"

Sure enough, I heard Zhu Yunwen continue:

"The Ming Dynasty has been plagued by famine for many years, and the people have been displaced, and the Qinglou Conference held at this time will chill the people, and make the court bear the infamy of greedy for pleasure and not knowing the suffering of the people, what is the difference between this and the immoral tyranny of the Great Yuan Dynasty?"

There was a hint of excitement in his voice, and as soon as he came up, he put a big hat on Zhu Yunxi's Qinglou Conference.

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly, obviously agreeing with Zhu Yunwen's opinion.

Zhu Yunwen saw Zhu Yuanzhang nodding frequently, and his confidence suddenly increased, but his expression became extremely heavy.

"The third brother is a hundred times smarter than me, and he should focus on my Ming people, rather than learning from those mercenary businessmen who are full of copper smell.

Although my Zhu family is a royal family, in the final analysis, he is also a royal family who came out of the peasants, how can he forget his roots, let alone the suffering of the people in the world.

The so-called water can carry the boat and also overturn the boat, only the people are good, I Daming, can become the Ming of eternity! ”

Zhu Yunwen finished speaking in one breath, and then knelt down at Zhu Yuanzhang and shouted:

"Grandson is excited and liar, please punish the imperial grandfather!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was silent, and seemed to be still immersed in Zhu Yunwen's words just now.

After a long time, he slammed his desk and stood up.

"Okay, well said, Zhu Jiaerlang, forever Ming!"

"Hahaha......"

Zhu Yuanzhang's hearty laughter echoed in the imperial study, but the other three had their own concerns.