"I hope to use the money I earn to help some people in need!"

"Huh?" He was stunned, almost dropping his jaw.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Zhang Muzhi kindly reminded.

"Of course I know what I'm going to do!" Zhu Biao nodded.

"I don't have a fever!" He hurriedly stretched out his hand and put his hand on Zhu Biao's head.

"Have you recently read the poem "Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind" by Saint Du Fu?" He quipped.

"Do you still want to have tens of thousands of mansions and shelter the world's poor people?"

Zhang Muzhi directly reached out and gently grabbed Zhu Biao's cheeks.

The guards around Zhu Biao were stunned, this person was too bold to dare to pinch the cheeks of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince today.

If this gets out, it's okay.

"It's not easy to make some money these days, why do you still want to be a wealth boy?"

Zhang Muzhi didn't understand Zhu Biao's actions very much.

"Those people don't necessarily accept your affection!"

Zhu Biao waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't say it again, it's my freedom to spend my money!" ”

"That's it, a son like you who is from a wealthy background may not be able to understand the hard work of earning hard-earned money!"

"It's stupid to read!" Zhang Muzhi muttered in a low voice, "The things you did were what the imperial court had to do, what does it have to do with you!" ”

"By the way, I have one more thing to tell you!" Zhu Biao opened his mouth and said, "After my father heard about the two of us, he was very curious about you! ”

"Ling Zun wants to invite me to sit at home?" Zhang Muzhi suddenly became interested.

He is very interested in Zhu Biao's family history.

After all, a person who can send a yard in Yingtian casually, then his father is estimated to be a well-known figure in Yingtian.

Zhang Muzhi has also speculated many times that he vaguely feels that Zhu Shou should have something to do with Zhu Sheng, who proposed the "nine-character mantra".

It's a pity that there is no detailed record of Zhu Sheng's descendants in the history books.

Zhu Sheng and Zhu Yuanzhang have the same surname, and the difference between the two is twenty-nine years old.

Extrapolating from this timeline, Zhu Shou is likely to be Zhu Sheng's youngest son or eldest grandson.

Just now he learned through the conversation that Zhu Shou's father is still alive, so he ruled out the possibility that he is Zhu Sheng's son!

Zhu Sheng died in the third year of Hongwu, and the timeline doesn't match!

"No, no, no, it's my father who wants to see you!" Zhu Biao hurriedly corrected.

"How embarrassing this is, how can I let Ling Zun deign to come, I might as well go over, and hold ......hands by the way."

Zhu Biao glanced at him, this kid actually wanted to come back with something for nothing.

"By the way, bring some gifts and go over to take a look at Lord Lingzun!"

"No need, my father said you helped me, and he wants to see you in person!" Zhu Biao interrupted his fantasies.

"Alright then!" Zhang Muzhi hurriedly said, "Forgive me for taking the liberty of being presumptuous, you are the descendant of Lord Zhu Shengzhu who put forward the nine-character mantra?" ”

Zhu Biao was stunned, he was still thinking about how to arrange an identity for Zhu Yuanzhang, and now it was all solved!

"Yes, you're talking about my family's Ah Weng, and I'm the eldest grandson of the Zhu family!" Zhu Biao immediately decided to take the identity of Zhu Sheng's eldest grandson as his vest.

"Ah Weng also asked His Majesty for a piece of Danshu iron coupon!"

It doesn't matter if you don't say this, Zhang Muzhi immediately thought of something.

This Danshu Iron Coupon can't save his life at all, he immediately asked, "I don't know what Lord Lingzun's name is?" ”

"Father Zhu Tong!"

"Yikes!" He felt a little uncomfortable, and muttered in his heart, "This Zhu Tong seems to have been led into the Lanyu case!" ”

He recalled vigorously and finally found the record of that historical material in the "History of the Ming Dynasty".

"Whew-"

He breathed a long sigh of relief, and had to sigh at Zhu Sheng's great wisdom.

Before Zhu Sheng insisted on returning to his hometown, Zhu Yuanzhang asked Zhu Sheng if he had a son who could serve him, and Zhu Sheng burst into tears, saying that he did have a son named Zhu Tong, but he was worried that Zhu Tong would violate the criminal law and would rather die at home.

If Zhu Tongzhen violated the criminal law, for the sake of the old minister, Zhu Tong could be given a whole corpse, Zhu Yuanzhang was moved by it, and specially gave him an iron coupon for avoiding death.

Although Zhu Tong was involved in the "Blue Jade Case", although he failed to save his life, he did not harm his family.

Compared with the other people involved in the "Lanyu Case" who were beheaded and Ling Chi were subjected to tragic torture, Zhu Tong's death was completely extrajudicial.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Sheng's face and gave Zhu the same decent way to die.

In addition to not choosing to die of old age, other ways to die can be.

Zhu Tong also chose to hang himself in a more dignified way in order not to affect his family.

Besides, the Lan Yu case is still early, if you pick a few words from it, you may be able to get him out of this unwarranted disaster, after all, people have pulled him.

"What do you want?" Zhu Biao pushed Zhang Muzhi, who was wandering outside the world.

"Nothing!" Zhang Muzhi.

"But before I do that, I want to tell you a few words, my father is not smiling, and you should be careful when talking to him!"

"Okay, okay!" Zhang Muzhi replied.

"I'm serious, don't take my words seriously!"

"I see!"

Zhu Biao faintly began to worry about whether his father, Zhu Yuanzhang, would fight with Zhang Muzhi at that time.

If Zhang Muzhi drank too much, would he pull his father Zhu Yuanzhang to worship his son?

While the two were talking, there was a commotion outside.

"What are you doing?"

"We are working for Zhang Gongzi, who are you?"

When Zhang Muzhi heard the commotion, he found that the person who came was Hu Tutu.

"Let him in!"

Zhu Biao gave the guards a look, and the guards let them in.

"What do they do?" Zhu Biao said curiously.

"They help me with things, and they're busy in the backyard!" Zhang Muzhi saw the hesitation in Zhu Biao's eyes, and said busily, "They are all honest people with good rules!" ”

"Take me to the backyard and have a look!" Zhu Biaodao.

"Okay!" Zhang Muzhi thought about it and agreed.

As soon as he arrived in the backyard, after the pile of one-person-high brown sugar, Zhu Biao was stunned!

"This, this, this, these are all brown sugar!" Zhu Biao was curious, "This is how you make a fortune?" ”

"yes!" Zhang Muzhi took him to a small workshop that was built simply.

"This, this, you turned all this brown sugar into crystal-colored frosting?"

Zhu Biao felt that his three views were shocked.

"Yes!" Zhang Muzhi nodded lightly, "This is just part of our plan to make a fortune!" ”

Zhu Biao was stunned for a while, "This is not speculation, so the production of frosting has risen, but the price is still outrageously high, hard-earned money, this is not ......"

"Your idea is wrong, this icing is for dignitaries, not for ordinary people!"

"......"

"Think about it, in whose hands do most of the wealth be concentrated?" Zhang Muzhi guided Zhu Biao.

"Naturally, it's a noble family!"

"So, if you want the Ming Dynasty to be in ruins, do you need to prosper trade?"

"Of course, this matter is imminent, when business prospers, there will be more taxes, and the country will become rich!"

"So, we're going to let the rich take out their money and circulate it in the market!" Zhang Muzhi said, "In this way, is it not the Ming treasure banknote that will be circulated, and the role will be played!" ”

"This ......"