In the twenty-fifth year of Hongwu, on August 15, the sky was clear and the moon was empty.

The streets in Yingtian City are lit up wantonly, and they are not lively.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is full and people are round.

Zhu Yuanzhang took Zhu Xiongying and walked on the lively Chang'an Street.

"Big grandson, think about when we were young, there was a great drought in the Central Plains, and people starved to death everywhere, once upon a time, the world became so peaceful and prosperous again."

Zhu Yuanzhang said as he walked, his face full of smiles.

The old man was happy, Zhu Xiongying naturally couldn't spoil the fun, and said with a smile: "It's not all because of the imperial grandfather!" ”

The smile on Zhu Yuanzhang's face became even stronger, and he said: "We are the children of poor families, no matter what time it is, we must not forget, we must cherish the people, and the people will support us." ”

"The people call us the emperor, we can't be sorry for the people, let's let them eat a bite of peace, is this right?"

Zhu Xiongying nodded seriously and replied, "It's this reason!" ”

As the grandfather and grandson were talking, they heard a vendor shouting in front of them: "Burnt cakes, sell baked cakes!" ”

"Hey! There are pancakes. ”

Zhu Yuanzhang said to Zhu Xiongying beside him, and walked forward with a smile.

No, as soon as he arrived at the stall, Zhu Yuanzhang's smile froze.

I only heard the vendor shouting: "Baked cakes, the emperor has eaten all the baked cakes!" ”

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly sank his face and stepped forward, and the vendor hurriedly asked, "Guest officer, can you have one?" The emperor was full of praise after eating! ”

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you guarantee that the emperor has eaten your baked cakes?" ”

The vendor replied with a smile: "I promise that the emperor will like it if he eats it!" ”

"Hmph-"

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted lightly: "You are not honest, that means the emperor has never eaten it!" Then how can you say that the emperor said that he was good after eating? ”

The vendor didn't expect to run into a more serious one, so he forced a smile and said, "If you don't believe it, won't you know if you buy one and try it?" ”

"Okay."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and said, "How much is one?" ”

The vendor laughed and said, "Six dollars a piece!" ”

"So expensive?"

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned suddenly: "Isn't it two dollars for a baked cake?" What's six bucks! ”

The vendor smiled: "Didn't you say it just now, let's have the emperor eat all the baked cakes, how can those ordinary baked cakes be compared!" ”

"Fart!"

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly: "When did the emperor eat your baked cakes?" ”

The vendor was not happy when he heard this, and finally pulled down his face: "You always love to believe it or not, if you don't buy it, don't come to make trouble!" ”

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, his face twitched slightly, and finally suppressed the anger in his heart, and scolded hatefully: "Profiteer!" ”

Zhu Xiongying, who was on the side, hurriedly stepped forward to take Zhu Yuanzhang away, and said with relief: "Grandpa, you are angry, you can't be angry with such a villain, so you should reward him with a mouthful of food!" ”

"Humph!"

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly.

At this time, Jiang Xuan, who was following behind him, stepped forward and arched his hand: "Your Majesty, this person is blaspheming the grace of heaven, and he will be taken down immediately!" ”

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned and pondered for a moment, and said: "Forget it, let people warn him after the festival, no more in our name, the most important thing is that the price is not allowed to rise, how to sell it, if you want to raise another money, we will cut him!" ”

"Yes!"

Jiang Zhen gave up his hand.

Zhu Xiongying smiled dumbly, the old man is really a knife mouth tofu heart to the people.

Zhu Yuanzhang continued to walk forward with his hands in his hands, and said to Zhu Xiongying beside him: "See, these vendors, none of them are good!" ”

"For the sake of money, stealing and playing tricks, flies and dogs, invincible, you know why we opposed you to change your business membership in the first place, right? We don't want you to be like them! ”

Zhu Xiongying was silent when he heard this.

No businessman, no traitor, businessman, has been hated by the people since ancient times.

But if a society wants to prosper, it will not work without commerce, and commerce is like a catalyst to promote the development of social productive forces.

You can't blindly deny it, because you choke on food.

Zhu Xiongying thinks so about this issue.

But he didn't want to quarrel with the old man, because a person's ideology and concepts cannot be changed in a few words, it is difficult for people to teach people, but it is much easier to teach people.

Therefore, what Zhu Xiongying is thinking about at the moment is what he can bring to Daming once he truly becomes the prince of Daming.

Just thinking about it, I only heard the goulan wine shop on the bank of the Qinhuai River shouting.

"Official, come up, come up!"

Zhu Xiongying looked up and saw that on the second floor of the restaurant, several women with thick rouge gouache on their faces were waving round fans made of silk, squeezing their eyebrows at Zhu Xiongying.

From time to time, there are a few drunken scholars or fat-eared businessmen.

The young woman upstairs wearing a light veil was quite reserved, just talking or teasing with her looks.

And those half-aged who stand by the door are different.

They have bold eyes, look for prey in the streets, and as soon as they find a suitable target, they immediately stick to it.

Yingtian City is the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, and the Qinhuai River is a place of smoke and powder.

Since ancient times, there have been many romances here.

Among these dusty women, there are many talented people, who are easy to use in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and understand the customs very well, which also makes literati and scholars, dignitaries and nobles flock to them.

Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so this place has become the most lively place in Yingtian City.

Zhu Xiongying was looking around, not wanting to be at this time, a half-old stared at him, bullied forward, grabbed Zhu Xiongying, and said coquettishly: "Husband, come with me." ”

Zhu Yuanzhang beside him suddenly stared at him and shouted, "What are you doing?!" ”

The woman glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang and said with a smile: "Of course it's to help the son get angry, master, do you want to come together!" ”

"Presumptuous!"

Zhu Yuanzhang shouted angrily, pushed the woman away, and pulled Zhu Xiongying back to his side.

In that way, as if he was afraid that Zhu Xiongying would be dragged away.

didn't want to do it at this time, but instead invited several women to come forward together, wanting to pull the two men who looked like dignitaries into the restaurant.

Jiang Xuan hurriedly led people forward, blocked in front of these women, stretched out his big hand, and shouted: "Stand down!" Stand down! ”

A few women retreated, humming unconvinced: "What is the fierce......

escaped from the rouge nest, Zhu Yuanzhang scolded and said: "Bad morals, those princes and ministers love to come to this kind of place, disrespect the ministers, and corrupt the people's customs!" Damn it! ”

Scolding, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Xiongying: "Eldest grandson, you haven't been to those places, have you?" ”

Zhu Xiongying smiled dumbly: "Grandpa, is the grandson's vision so low?" ”

"That's good, that's good."

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled: "When you get married in the future, let's find some delicate beauties for you, haha!" ”

Zhu Xiongying: "......"

"Grandpa, since you hate these places so much, why don't you ban them?"

The corners of Zhu Yuanzhang's mouth hooked, and he said, "Eldest grandson, you don't know this, right?" ”

"Didn't you say before that for a big tree to thrive, it needs to have fertilizer? Merchants are fertilizers, so why aren't they fertilizers? ”

"These fireworks places can pay a lot of taxes and silver to the imperial court every year, don't underestimate this number."

"Look at a painting boat on the Qinhuai River, the imperial court can collect fifty taels of silver in taxes a year, and those just now, a courtyard, can have a hundred taels of silver a year!"

"Merchants can contribute a lot of silver to the imperial court, why shouldn't they?"

"You think businessmen are feasible, but tell me, what is the difference between them and these fireworks places?"

"It's not about making money, not compromising the means?"

"Therefore, we will not completely ban merchants, nor will we completely ban prostitutes."

"They can contribute to the court, but they can't elevate their status, think about it, once we raise the status of prostitutes, will everyone run away to be prostitutes?"

"Shangjia, it's the same way!"

Zhu Yuanzhang taught earnestly, always inadvertently, to teach Zhu Xiongying's experience in governing the country, as well as his philosophy of life.

The old man is stubborn, he always feels that if the Ming Dynasty wants to be stable and want to be for generations, it should let the people live a peaceful life, that is, farming.

Only when you farm can you have food to eat.

But he is by no means ignorant of commercial means, from the Hongwu period to issue Ming treasure banknotes to solve the problem of lack of silver, to the construction of water conservancy, work for relief, it is enough to see the old man's business methods.

Zhu Xiongying naturally thought about these questions seriously.

He came from later generations, of course, with more advanced ideas, but this does not mean that the ideas of the ancients are not worthy of his in-depth study.

Each era has specific conditions for each era, and only if it conforms to the law of development of this era, that is the best.

Looking at Zhu Xiongying's serious thinking look, Zhu Yuanzhang also nodded secretly.

Every old man likes smart children, but there are not many like his eldest grandson, who can not only listen to words, but also think seriously.

This is very similar to him when he was young.

Zhu Yuanzhang was very relieved and very happy.

He has cultivated Zhu Biao for more than 20 years, so he will spend the rest of his life cultivating his eldest grandson.

"Let's go, we haven't finished dealing with today's recital!"

As he spoke, Zhu Yuanzhang strode forward, and Zhu Xiongying hurriedly followed.

An old and a young, one in front and one behind, in the middle of the city, slowly moving forward, as if a leader, with a inheritor......

But what they didn't know was that not far away, two stunned eyes were looking at them.

"Miss, isn't that Huang Gongzi?"

Chan'er said in surprise: "You and Huang Gongzi are really fateful, I didn't expect to meet here, hehe!" ”

As she spoke, Chan'er wanted to catch up.

didn't want to be grabbed by Xu Miaojin, Chan'er looked at the former person suspiciously: "Miss, what's wrong?" You can't say you don't know each other this time, do you? ”

Xu Miaojin looked stunned and shook his head slightly: "Do you know who the people around him are?" ”

"Who?"

Chan'er looked puzzled.

Xu Miaojin slowly spit out a few words: "Today's saint!" ”

"Huh?"

This time, it was Chan'er's turn to stand on the spot......

……

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather in Yingtianfu began to get cooler.

The autumn wind rises and the white clouds fly, and the grass and trees are yellow and the geese return to the south.

In the twenty-fifth year of Hongwu, on the seventh day of the ninth month, an autumn rain sprinkled the world with a chill.

Mu Ying's funeral procession, in the autumn rain, passed through the Jubao Gate and slowly entered Beijing.

The funeral procession of hundreds of people, dressed in linen and filial piety, was crying.

The huge coffin was carried by the white-clothed guards, and slowly moved forward.

Mu Ying's eldest son, Mu Chun held Mu Ying's tablet with both hands, the second son and the third son Mu Sheng, and Mu Ang were supported on both sides.

The fourth son, Mu Xin, stayed in Yunnan.

On both sides of the streets of Yingtianfu, there were people standing onlookers.

The older one told the young one about Mu Ying's legendary life.

Mu Ying's reputation is very good, especially in the Yunnan area under his jurisdiction, after the news of Mu Ying's untimely death came out, Yunnan bureaucrats, shishu, Xu officials, soldiers, Huang Huang, and Yan Bai all ran to their doors and cried on the road.

When Mu Ying's eldest son, Mu Chun, was edicted to escort his father's coffin back to Beijing and bury it in Beijing, and when the coffin was taken out of Jinma Mountain in Yunnan, tens of thousands of people were sent in Yunnan.

Back in Beijing, the people also stood on both sides, bowing their heads in silence.

In front of Hongwu Gate.

The old man personally took the civil and military officials, the meritorious men of the Ming Dynasty, to send Mu Ying on his last journey.

The dying old Xinguo Gong Tang He also came from Fengyang.

In the end, Mu Ying was sent to the filial piety mausoleum and buried not far from Queen Ma, watching over Queen Ma Zhu Biao and others......

……

After the autumn rains, it is the warm autumn sun.

Bright and warm.

Zhu Yuanzhang took Zhu Xiongying to the Tomb of Filial Piety, and after worshipping Queen Ma, Zhu Biao, and Zhu Xiongying, who had died, he came to Mu Ying's mausoleum.

In front of the mausoleum, the three brothers of the Mu family are still guarding their filial piety.

"Wait, I've seen Your Majesty!"

When the three brothers saw the old man, they hurriedly bowed and saluted.

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, and then said to Zhu Xiongying behind him: "Eldest grandson, give your Uncle Muying incense, tell him that you are still alive, he must be very happy!" ”

Zhu Xiongying nodded, took the incense in the hands of the eunuch guarding the tomb, stepped forward, and knelt down on the futon.

The three brothers of the Mu family are young men who look at Shangxiang like a lightning strike.

What did the old emperor say just now?

The eldest grandson? Uncle Mu Ying? Still alive?

The three brothers even thought that they had misheard, and their eyes fell on Zhu Xiongying's body with a look of surprise.

Until Zhu Xiongying stood up after worshipping Muying, the three brothers were still like clay sculptures and wood carvings.

"This is our eldest grandson, Xiongying!"

Zhu Yuanzhang introduced to the three brothers of the Mu family.

The three brothers finally reacted, and hurriedly bowed down: "Wait, I have seen His Royal Highness the Emperor Eldest Sun!" ”

"It's all your own people, no need to be polite!" Zhu Xiongying said.

Mu Chun and the three of them stood up at this time, but they still had an incredible look on their faces.

The eldest grandson of the emperor, who died ten years ago, is alive again, and he is standing in front of them alive.

"Are you Mu Chun?"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

"Mu Sheng?"

"Yes!"

"Mu Ang?"

"Yes!"

Zhu Xiongying knew them one by one, and the three brothers of the Mu family were the same age as him.

And the three brothers didn't expect that His Royal Highness the eldest grandson would know their names, and their hearts couldn't help but warm.

"Your Royal Highness, my brother Mu Xin stayed in Yunnan and rectified military affairs!" Mu Chun arched his hand and said.

Zhu Xiongying nodded and said with a smile: "It is worthy of being the son of Uncle Mu Ying, all of them are dignified and heroic!" ”

Everyone loves to hear good things.

Hearing this, the three brothers hurriedly replied: "Your Highness Xie praises!" ”

In fact, under Mu Ying's careful teaching, all of Mu Ying's sons are pillars.

In the future, the southwest side will still rely on the Mu family.

Moreover, Zhu Xiongying wants to implement the land reform and return of Tusi in the southwest, and the support of the Mu family brothers is indispensable.

"Uncle Mu Ying's untimely death is deplorable!"

Zhu Xiongying looked at the three brothers and said, "The Si people have gone, and those who stay must be even stronger!" ”

When the three brothers heard this, they couldn't stop nodding.

Zhu Xiongying continued: "So you brothers must take care of your body, especially you, Mu Chun, I heard that you are weak, I have some ways to strengthen your body, you go to me when you have time." ”

Mu Chun, Mu Ying's eldest son, Wencai and Wu Yong have the style of his father, but like his father, he died young.

Zhu Xiongying naturally didn't want to lose such a talent early.

"Minister, thank you, Your Highness!"

Mu Chun's face was grateful.

His body has really not been as good as before over the years, but he didn't expect the emperor's eldest grandson to know these things, and he also wanted to help him strengthen his body, how could he not be grateful?

Zhu Xiongying smiled: "Thank you, didn't I just say it?" We're a family! ”

The three brothers of the Mu family were all stunned, and immediately reacted, with a long-lost smile on their faces.

Zhu Yuanzhang watched quietly from the side, his face was also full of smiles, and all the wrinkles melted away......

……

October means the end of autumn, the arrival of winter, the weather in Yingtianfu becomes more and more cold.

Not long ago, Yingtianfu ushered in the first snow in the twenty-fifth year of Hongwu.

And the glass shed under Jubao Mountain is still warm.

After more than a quarter of growth, many of the melons, fruits and vegetables have been picked several times, and the watermelons planted by Xiaobao are also round and begin to ripen.

This made Xiaobao very happy, and he couldn't wait to see it several times a day.

The sweet potatoes planted by Zhu Xiongying are also about to be harvested.

Xu Miaojin still comes over often, she has almost guessed Zhu Xiongying's identity, but she still enjoys the time with Zhu Xiongying as always, as if she doesn't know anything......

October 21 is the birthday of Emperor Hongwu, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and it is also the birthday festival.

Seeing that the Halloween Festival was getting closer and closer, the vassal kings of all walks of life also prepared their own gifts and began to set off for Beijing according to the old man's request.

The smile on the old man's face is getting more and more these days.

He attaches the most importance to his family, and attaches the most importance to blood and family affection, although he divides his sons and fights for the Ming Dynasty, but why doesn't he want to be reunited with the family on his birthday?

Especially when people are old, they really want to see their sons!

Fortunately, now he has his eldest grandson by his side, otherwise he doesn't know if being alone in the deep palace will make him crazy......

(End of chapter)