In this place of Jiangxi, there is nothing else, these mines are quite complete.

Hu Weiyong asked someone to send a letter to Zhu Wenzheng, and after a few words of greeting, he asked Zhu Wenzheng to transport the excavated copper and iron to someone.

Zhu Wen lit the letter on the lamp with a blank face, and watched it turn into ashes in his hand: Hu Weiyong, you are so naïve and ridiculous!!

I used you to turn over, and you still think I have real feelings for you. I'm a royal family, and I can call you a brother and sister like you?

Now that I am the king of Nanchang, except for Lao Zhu, no one wants to call me to me!!

Hu Weiyong didn't respond for a long time after seeing that the letter was sent, knowing that Zhu Wenzheng wanted to clear up the relationship after using himself, and was very angry: I can hold you up and trample you to death.

Someone in the DPRK anonymously reported to Lao Zhu that Zhu Wenzheng was privately mining gold, silver, copper and iron ore.

Lao Zhu was very angry, and wrote a letter to ask someone to send it to Zhu Wenzheng to ask him if he had such a thing.

Zhu Wenzheng was very nervous, and wrote to Lao Zhu to say that there was no such thing, because someone was not used to seeing the privileges of Lao Zhu's family, so he framed him.

On the one hand, he wrote a letter to Hu Weiyong saying that the copper and iron ore that Hu Weiyong asked him to send last time had been sent out, and asked Hu Weiyong to think of a way to cover up this matter in the court.

Hu Weiyong sneered: That's right. That's what it means.

Can't just let me give you peaches, you want to leave after eating and wiping your mouth.

Hu Weiyong waited to confirm that the copper and iron had been received there, and then asked Xu Duo to recommend Wang Guangyang to Jiangxi to investigate the matter.

Lao Zhu was reluctant to call Zhu Bai at this time, after all, the New Year was coming soon.

But it doesn't seem to make a difference if you ask someone to go.

Okay, let Wang Guangyang run.

Anyway, this bastard is a waste of food if he stays in the court, and he doesn't do anything.

When Wang Guangyang arrived in Jiangxi, it was the New Year.

The officials of the three divisions in Jiangxi and the Nanchang Mansion were nervous for a while.

If Wang Guangyang finds out and reports to Lao Zhu, Zhu Wenzheng may not be fine, they will definitely be fine.

The officials of the Third Division and Zhu Wenzheng personally went out of the city to receive them.

Zhu Wenzheng also asked someone to arrange a few beautiful women for Wang Guangyang.

Wang Guangyang was so happy to let go of it, and drank and had fun in the post station every day.

The eleventh year of Hongwu seemed to be so peaceful, but in fact it was lively and thrilling.

King Yan, King Qin, and King Jin were the same as last year, and they each reported to Lao Zhu about this year's work.

After a year of experience, Zhu Di is obviously a lot more sophisticated, and several major events are clearly organized and detailed. The analysis of Beiping's political affairs is also straightforward and reasonable.

Zhu Li is still so floating on the surface, piling up rhetoric, empty and nothing, only singing praises and picking up good words.

I don't know why Zhu Bai always feels that his words are getting more and more angry now, as if the anger accumulated in his heart has nowhere to vent.

Zhu Fan still said that one thing: how many enemies he killed and how many battles he won. There is also the fact that the city wall of Xi'an has finally been repaired.

The three eminent monks also wrote their own recitals.

Dao Yan's performance this time was obviously much calmer, and he was able to give full play to his literary talent.

probably felt that his position was stable, and he got along well with Zhu Di, so he was much more confident.

The other two monks were the same as their masters, one was empty and nothing, and the other only said yes.

Lao Zhu didn't seem to care much about whether the three brothers were doing a good job or not.

As far as he is concerned, they just need to guard the frontier, be in a safe corner, and don't mess around.

During the Chinese New Year this year, Zhu Di was ingenious and did not send the roasted duck directly, but sent a cook to Zhu Bai's restaurant.

I made twenty roast ducks with fragrant and oily flavors.

The cook brought tools and began to marinate the duck on the first day.

Then it began to roast at noon the next day, and it was simmered on the way to the palace with charcoal.

It was just time for dinner in the palace, and the roast duck was still hot when it was served.

Zhu Bai didn't expect to be able to eat roast duck at this time, so he rubbed his hands happily, and then waited for Lao Zhu and Queen Ma to move their chopsticks. He directly tore a duck leg and asked Queen Ma and Lao Zhu: "Eat it for the father and the queen, and eat it for the queen mother." ”

Queen Ma pursed her lips and smiled: "You eat, child." ”

Lao Zhu rolled his eyes: "Tut, look at your unproductive appearance." I've been like a wolf lately. ”

Queen Ma smiled: "It's time for the twelfth to grow up." As the saying goes, a half-grown boy eats a poor man. ”

Lao Zhu silently looked at Zhu Tan and Zhu Chun, who were already holding a duck and gnawing on it: Tsk, isn't it just a group of wolf cubs?

Zhu Bai smiled "hehe", and Mei Zizi took a bite of the duck leg.

Fragrant. The skin is crispy and the meat is tender.

The salt, soy sauce and spices marinated for a day, and the meat tasted good.

This roast duck is slightly different from the later roast duck. There is no sweet noodle sauce here, and there is no flatbread and green onions. The ducks are not fat stuffed ducks, but free-range ducks that eat rice worms, so the meat should be firmer and chewy.

Zhu Fan asked someone to send rabbit jerky.

Zhu Li sent sorghum wine.

Zhu Bai replied to each of them with a box of Yingtian's dim sum highlights.

For the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, the crown princess brought Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Yunjio to come.

Before eating, the children all gathered around Zhu Bai, and those who called "brother" were called "brother", and those who were called "uncle" were called "uncle".

The main thing is that he has money and always has fun things in his arms.

Zhu Bai was entangled and couldn't help it. I took out a handful of all kinds of gadgets, small spinning tops, tangrams, Luban locks or something.

The children each grabbed one and went to play.

Only Zhu Xiongying hugged Zhu Bai's leg: "Uncle, I want your stationery box." ”

Zhu Bai smiled and took out his own: "Okay." Send you. ”

Zhu Bai's fourteenth brother Zhu Ao was only born the year before last, although he will leave, but he is not as clear as Zhu Xiongying, he also wants a stationery box at this time, but he can't say it, so he is so anxious that "brother" and "twelve" call randomly.

Zhu Bai couldn't cry and laughed, and said to Fugui: "Ask someone to go to the dormitory to get a few stationery boxes and give one to each of them." ”

The children jumped and clapped their hands for joy.

Queen Ma looked at the bunch of children making a fuss, and smiled at Lao Zhu: "Alas, the monkey of the twelfth child can be regarded as growing up, and now he will coax his younger siblings and nephews." ”

Lao Zhu sighed: "It's not, it's a toss to death." ”

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After the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Zhu Bai and Zhu Biao accompanied Lao Zhu to play slingshots.

Zhu Bai saw that Lao Zhu was playing happily, and hurriedly said: "Father, when will the sons and daughters go to open that tea and horse market next year." ”

Lao Zhu paused and glanced at Zhu Bai: "Rebel, what are you going to do if you want to go so much." ”

Zhu Bai grinned: "Once you come to the tea and horse market, you can't always drag it out." Second, Erchen also wanted to go to the fourth brother to play by the way and see Erchen's newborn nephew. ”

Zhu Biao said: "Father, the twelfth brother is right. This tea and horse exchange market should also be done, otherwise there is no tea to drink over there, and I am afraid that there will be another change. ”

Lao Zhu sighed: "Okay." When the weather is warmer, you go. ”