Chapter 307 Lan Yu is leaving

Style: Historical Author: writing in the sunWords: 1998Update Time: 24/01/10 11:26:19
Let’s not talk about whether Lao Zhu’s approach is good or bad. But at least Lao Zhu's attitude is good, and at least it can appear that Lao Zhu cares about the people from his heart. Some things can only be discussed based on the deeds without regard to the heart. There is no perfect person in the world.

Lao Zhu is an emperor who can give up all his hobbies for the sake of the people. There is no other emperor in history who can do this. Although Lao Zhu couldn't help but stop drinking tea in the end, he didn't ask the people to pay tribute. Instead, he went to the Imperial Garden to reclaim a tea garden and grow tea himself.

Although Lao Zhu did not hold back the drink in the end, he never asked the people to pay tribute from the beginning to the end. Based on this, it is not an exaggeration to say that Lao Zhu really took the people into his heart.

Hearing that Zhu Biao wanted to order a reduction in cotton planting, Han Du quickly stopped him. "No, Your Highness. Why reduce it? They should be allowed to grow more. The more cotton, the better. No amount is enough."

When Zhu Biao heard Han Du's words, he was suddenly surprised and asked doubtfully: "What are you doing with so much cotton?"

As soon as Han Du heard Zhu Biao's words, he knew that he had misunderstood, and quickly waved his hand to explain. "There was a misunderstanding outside the palace. It's not that I want it, but that the cotton has more uses." Then he explained to Zhu Biao the uses of cotton besides weaving it into cotton cloth.

"Can cotton be used to make cotton-padded clothes and quilts? Is it really as warm as you say? Is it really lighter and better than fur?" What Zhu Biao said to Han Du was hard to understand. After all, He hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

Han Du didn't have the actual object in hand now. He gestured with his hands and explained to Zhu Biao, but he couldn't make Zhu Biao understand. Then he simply said: "When did I tell lies? In a few days, your highness's cotton will be delivered. I will ask someone to make some for your highness. Your highness will know after seeing it."

Zhu Biao felt itchy in his heart when he saw Han Du's words. Keeping warm is not a trivial matter, but a major matter related to the life and death of the people of Ming Dynasty. Since the weather is getting colder every year, even in a place like Jinling City, there are quite a few snowy days every year. For example, wealthy officials and businessmen could survive on furs and charcoal fires in winter, but furs were too expensive. It is simply impossible for ordinary people to afford furs, and those poor people in plain clothes freeze to death on the streets every winter.

And if these cotton-padded clothes and quilts are indeed warmer than furs as Han Du said, then it would be great news for the people.

Thinking of this, Zhu Biao was even more anxious than Han Du, and said quickly: "You don't have to wait a few days, Gu will have someone deliver the cotton to you tomorrow. As soon as you get it, start to do it, and be ready to deliver it to Gu as soon as possible." Come, I want to see for myself."

So urgent?

But it doesn't matter. As long as you get cotton, how easy is it to make cotton clothes? Arrange the two pieces of cloth, fill them with cotton, sew them together, and you're done.

But there is a problem in making quilts. Anyway, Han Du only saw it with his own eyes when he was a child and knew that quilts pop out. But how exactly the quilt popped out, Han Du didn't know.

"Your Highness, this cotton-padded coat is simple to make and can be made quickly. But as for this quilt, then..."

Zhu Biao listened to Han Du's explanation and knew that making quilts was much more complicated than cotton coats, so he waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, you just need to make the cotton coats first."

"Yes." Han Du breathed out and nodded with a smile. It would be much simpler to just make cotton-padded clothes.

Seeing that the matter was over, Han Du was about to leave, "Your Highness, please excuse me and leave."

"Wait a minute."

To Han Du's surprise, he was stopped by Zhu Biao.

"What other instructions does Your Highness have?" Han Du asked.

Zhu Biao lowered his head, with the brush in his hand flying, and explained: "I will go to Yongchang Hou later, so you can go with me. Wait for me for a while, approve this last memorial, and then we will set off. .”

Why did you take me with you to see Marquis Yongchang?

"Your Highness is going to go, just go by yourself, why are you taking the ministers with you?" Han Du never wanted to go to Yongchang Hou Mansion ever since he knew that Lan Yu had been holding back his evil thoughts and wanted to get him drunk.

Zhu Biao finished processing the memorial in his hand while the two men were talking. Put down the brush and wipe your palms with a yellow silk handkerchief.

Looking at Han Du, he asked doubtfully: "Are you really not aware, or are you pretending not to know?"

"What should I know?" Han Du replied in surprise.

I have been running around for treasure money these days. What have I missed?

Zhu Biao saw that Han Du really didn't know, so he told him directly, "Father has decided to conquer Yunnan and has already appointed the general of Marquis Yongchang."

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"Brother, are you really going to Yunnan?"

In Yongchang Hou Mansion, Zhu Biao, Lan Yu and Han Du were sitting together. Han Du looked at Lan Yu nervously and asked again. Although Han Du had clamored on the Internet to beat Ah San hard when he saw Ah San's constant provocations, he was stronger than Ah San at that time. In Han Du's heart, people would die during the war. Not only did Han Du have no plans to go to the battlefield, but the people around him also didn't want them to go to the battlefield.

Lan Yu ate the meat one bite at a time. Not only did her face not look as nervous as Han Du's, but she looked full of enjoyment with a smile on her face. The whole person seemed to be suddenly rejuvenated, and there was no depression at all from the previous period.

"Brother Xian, you have asked this question for the fifth time, do you want to keep asking like this?" Lan Yu looked helpless against Han Du.

Zhu Biao looked on and wanted to laugh. He did not expect that Han Du would be so cautious.

As for why Zhu Biao came to see Lan Yu, Han Du also understood at this time. It turns out that according to the relationship, Lan Yu can be regarded as Zhu Biao's uncle. Lan Yu's biological sister is Chang Yuchun's real wife, and Zhu Biao's crown princess is Chang Yuchun's daughter. Therefore, from a relationship perspective, Zhu Biao really wanted to call Lan Yu uncle. But since ancient times, there are differences between kings and ministers. Zhu Biao is the king and Lan Yu is the minister. Therefore, the title uncle is just a private call between the two.

Of course, even in private, if it were Han Du, Han Du would never be able to accept such a title as Zhu Biao. Only a proud and arrogant person like Lan Yu dared to treat Zhu Biao as uncle and nephew.

Seeing Han Du's depressed look, Zhu Biao thought for a moment and then comforted him: "My uncle has experienced hundreds of battles. He knows it's not too late to be overjoyed at being able to go out to fight. Don't worry too much."