Eight years of Xuande, April.

The sea splashed and the waves crashed against the plank, but it could not shake the majestic treasure ship of dozens of feet.

The blue sea and azure are connected, and the morning mist is filled, ethereal and magnificent.

On the deck, Sam Bao leaned on the chaise longue, looking sideways at the magnificent sea, reminiscing about his magnificent life.

The sea breeze ruffled his gray hair and obscured his eyes.

In a trance, he saw the splendid Fengtian Palace, where Emperor Taizong sat on the dragon chair heroically, not angry and arrogant.

Just about to take a closer look, the style of painting changed, and Taizong on the dragon chair turned into Renzong, with a gentle expression, as if he was smiling at him.

Sanbao wanted to talk to him, but Renzong on the dragon chair became Emperor Xuande again, and the gentleman who was outstanding in the mask also disappeared.

Sambo was holding a tomato in his hand, but it had long since shriveled and was no longer as bright red as before, just like his withered body.

Looking at the tomato in his hand, Sanbao felt a little regretful, it used to be so bright red and sweet.

After that, he smiled again and murmured, "They'll eat, everyone will eat." ”

His smile was very healing, just like the boy at the beginning, just like the tomato in the past, so bright.

His life was a toil, but also a glorious one.

He had made great contributions in the Battle of Jingjing, and had also caught pirates on his voyages; He promoted the national prestige of the Ming Dynasty, and also drove the economy and people's livelihood of the Ming Dynasty.

He's a eunuch, but he's a man!

The shriveled tomato fell, and Sanbao walked away with a smile and an infinite vision for the future of the Ming Dynasty......

~

July, Jingshi.

Fengtian Temple.

Zhu Zhanji was silent for a long time, and the courtiers were also speechless.

They don't like eunuchs, and even extreme disgust, except for the Three Jewels.

You can not like it, but no one can speak ill of him with a clear conscience.

After a long time, Zhu Zhanji spoke: "Burial of Zheng He with duke's specifications, Zhuqing went to mourn." ”

After a pause, "I will also go, scatter the dynasty." ”

The ministers were shocked, but seeing that the emperor's face was full of grief, they did not dare to raise objections.

……

~

East Palace.

The six-year-old child is dressed in bright yellow clothes, and his voice is immature, "The heavens and the earth are yellow, the universe is desolate, the sun and the moon are shining, and the Chensu is in the ......."

Zhu Zhanji made a silencing gesture, and Yu Qian did not salute.

After a while, the little one finally finished reading.

A vague satisfaction appeared on Yu Qian's meticulous face, "Well, it's not bad." ”

"It's really good." Zhu Zhanji strode into the school hall with a smile on his face.

One big and one small hurriedly saluted: "Weichen (son) see the emperor (father)." ”

"Flat."

Zhu Zhanji pulled a chair and sat down, picked up his son and put it on his lap for a while before letting him down, "Let's go play for a while." ”

"Thank you, Father." The little one was very happy, and went on his little short legs.

Zhu Zhanji looked at his son's back and smiled, turned his head and said, "Yu Qian, you also sit." ”

Yu Qian arched his hand and sat down.

"Why do you look depressed?" Zhu Zhanji said with a smile, "Isn't it unpleasant to be a prince teacher?" ”

"Wechen doesn't dare." Yu Qian arched his hand and said, "Danchen really wants to do something practical. ”

"Teaching future kings is also a practical thing." Zhu Zhanji asked rhetorically, "What is so important?" ”

Yu Qian was speechless, and sneered: "There are so many well-educated people in the Hanlin Academy, and in terms of knowledge, Weichen is not outstanding. ”

"Those nerds who only know how to read dead books, pedants with no experience in governing at all, are not qualified to teach the prince." Zhu Zhanji pursed his lips and snorted: "I like you, you have a grudge in your heart, and I endure it, if you really want to blame Li Qing, he recommended you." ”

Yu Qian: "......"

"Alright, I'll find you something to do."

Yu Qian's spirits perked up, "Your Majesty, please speak." ”

Zhu Zhanji teased: "As soon as I hear that I have something to do, I am so happy, is my son so unpopular with you?" ”

“…… The emperor still said something. ”

Zhu Zhanji cleared his throat, "Sanbao brought back a new crop this time, called... Xuande eggplant. ”

Although Xuande persimmon is more appropriate, there is ambiguity, so Zhu Zhanji changed it to Xuande eggplant.

I don't believe that this overseas crop will be called Xuande eggplant...... Yu Qian arched his hand and said, "The emperor is asking his ministers to promote this crop?" ”

"That's right," Zhu Zhanji said happily, "According to the suicide note of the Three Treasures, this crop has leaves like wormwood, flowers like pomegranates, three or four feet high, and can bear twenty or thirty fruits. ”

"So productive?" Yu Qian was shocked and muttered, "Isn't this several times more productive than Yongle rice?" ”

Zhu Zhanji sighed and said regretfully: "Don't be in a hurry to be happy, this is not food, but vegetables, which cannot be stored for a long time." ”

"That's right." Yu Qian's excited look disappeared a lot, but he was still excited, "As long as you can eat, it's always good to eat this and that." ”

"That's right." Zhu Zhanji also smiled and took out the picture drawn by Sanbao, "Xuande eggplant is this, you see, there is the planting process below, precautions." ”

Yu Qian took it and sighed after reading it: "It's really high-yielding, even the vegetables are excellent." ”

After a pause, "Chenguan This crop is similar to tomatoes, and it was introduced from the West, so why don't you call it a tomato?" ”

Zhu Zhanji: (¬_¬)

Yu Qian: "...... The minister is too talkative. ”

Zhu Zhanji rolled his eyes and snorted: "You go to Jiangnan, choose a few places to try planting, and see the effect first, by the way, go and see Li Qing on behalf of me." ”

Yu Qian sighed, "Yongqing Hou left. ”

"Left?" Zhu Zhanji was surprised, "Where did he go?" ”

"I don't know." Yu Qian shook his head, his expression could not hide his sadness, "He left before the winter last year, and he transferred the Yongqing Marquis Mansion to his cousins. ”

"Cousin......" Zhu Zhanji flashed a hint of suddenness, and then a sense of sadness appeared, "It's okay, just let him rest, it's time for him to rest." ”

Yu Qian didn't understand, but he didn't talk deeply, and asked, "Your Majesty, when will the ministers leave?" ”

"Go back and clean up, and Ming'er will go." Zhu Zhanji added, "Go and come back quickly, I have to deal with state affairs and teach the prince, but I can't be busy;

Now that the planting season is over, you need to make your preparations, come back before you come back, and I will let someone else take over next year. ”

Yu Qian was speechless: "Your Majesty, there are so many talented people in the Hanlin Academy, you can ...... it."

"Don't let them teach!"

"What about the Cabinet?"

Zhu Zhanji asked lightly: "What do you think?" ”

Yu Qian is no longer a newcomer to officialdom, and after thinking about it carefully, he also felt that his proposal was inappropriate, so he didn't say more.

Zhu Zhanji said lightly: "If it weren't for Li Qing's strong recommendation, I wouldn't have let you, the squire of the military department, teach the prince, okay, you go and prepare." ”

"The minister retired." Yu Qian bowed his hand and turned to leave.

Zhu Zhanji got up and walked out of the school, and when he saw his son who was having fun with his eldest partner, his face was full of love, and he sighed lightly: "It's still a happy child, and there are not so many troubles." ”

"Smash." He stretched out his arms, "Come here." ”

The child turned around and ran upside down, "Father...... Emperor"

Falling into his arms, Zhu Zhanji lifted his son high and rode it around his neck, "Go, my father will take you on a horse." ”

"Father, aren't your sons riding?"

Zhu Zhanji was stunned and put his son down.

After a while, the children were crying and mooing.

Zhu Zhanji happily sighed: I still have to give him a complete childhood.

……

Maritime trade is in full swing, bringing high taxes to the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty's current tax is no less than the Song Dynasty, if it develops for more than ten decades, it will definitely surpass the peak of the Song Dynasty's taxation.

Zhu Zhanji's face was full of joy, such a solid foundation, even if his son is not talented, it is not very tight.

He's done enough, good enough.

The hard work of three generations of my ancestors and grandchildren has created the Ming Dynasty, which is definitely something that Jianwen can't do...... Zhu Zhanji said in his heart.

"Father...... "Father," cried the child, "do you still ride a horse?" ”

Zhu Zhanji raised his eyebrows, and then, the child cried louder: "What Erchen said is a real horse." ”

"Haha...... Let's go, my father will take you to ride. ”

The child's sadness came and went quickly, and soon, the tears were gone, and he laughed happily.

Big hands held small hands, father and son shook their hands, and walked all the way out.

~

Dongyuan, martial arts field.

Zhu Zhanji put his son on the horse, turned over on the horse, and asked with a smile: "Are you afraid?" ”

"Don't be afraid." The child's eyes were full of happiness, and there was a look of fear at all.

"Yes, worthy of being my son." Zhu Zhanji laughed and shook the reins suddenly: "Drive ......!" ”

The front hooves of the war horse were raised, almost upright, and the child's face turned white, "Father, I'm going to fall." ”

"If you have a father, you are very afraid." Zhu Zhanji raised his horsewhip and took his son to gallop on the school grounds......