"My son's recklessness has caused my father to suffer." Zhu Biao lowered his head and admitted his mistake sincerely.
Lao Zhu Laohuai was greatly relieved and said with a smile: "You and I are father and son, it doesn't have to be like this."
As he spoke, he sighed, "It has also been my negligence over the years. I have only taught you loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, but I have not taught you the ways of the world and the human heart. Those Confucian teachers of yours cannot even teach you."
"My son, please remember your teachings." There was no smile on Zhu Biao's face, and he couldn't laugh at all. "But since the father has no money or food in his hands, what should the people of Henan do?"
Whether it's being plotted against or getting a bad reputation, that's all a matter of the future. The most important thing now is that without money and food, the people in Henan will starve to death. Zhu Biao couldn't help but tremble with fear when he thought that millions of people were about to starve to death.
Seeing that his father had a smile on his face, Zhu Biao couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "My son, I don't have the majesty of my father who remains unchanged despite the collapse of the mountain in front of me. I really can't smile."
Lao Zhu shook his head, with a contemptuous smile on his face, and said: "Since ancient times, people have been inferior to God's calculations. God's will is like this. The painstaking calculations of those officials are really ridiculous."
Seeing Zhu Biao's puzzled expression, he casually handed Han Du's memorial to him, "Take it and take a look."
Zhu Biao took the memorial in confusion and saw the words "Chen Han Du Qi Memorial" on the cover. He suddenly asked happily: "Father, is Han Du back?"
Lao Zhu nodded and said with a smile: "You'd better take a look inside."
Zhu Biao immediately opened the memorial. At first glance, he couldn't believe it. Forget about things like gold and silver, there are even millions of tons of grain.
"Father, with this kind of food, Henan can be saved."
"Although we have food, you don't think that the three ships Han Du went to sea can transport millions of tons of food back?" Lao Zhu said angrily, "If you want food, you also need navy Just go and get lucky."
"How long will this take?" Zhu Biao couldn't help but asked with concern.
"Han Du said in the memorial that it takes about a month to go back and forth." Lao Zhu pointed to the memorial in Zhu Biao's hand.
"One month..." Zhu Biao looked miserable.
Can Daming wait a month? Can the people of Henan wait for a month? In a month's time, Henan may not have any victims, but people all over the place.
Bones.
There is no greater pain than this. Hope is right in front of you, but like a mirror, the water in the mirror cannot save the fire in the distance.
"Father, is there no other way?" Zhu Biao looked at his father with a hint of hope in his heart.
Lao Zhu asked instead: "Do you have any idea?"
Zhu Biao was silent for a moment.
Seeing that Zhu Biao was silent, Lao Zhu immediately ordered the old eunuch, "Pass the order to order Tang He and Han Du to come to Beijing."
"My slave obeys the order."
After saying that, he turned around and went out.
Lao Zhu pondered for a while and immediately said: "Wait a minute."
He picked up the royal pen and wrote a handwritten letter. "Bring this oracle to Han Du, he knows what to do."
The old eunuch took the handwriting and left quickly.
...
As soon as Han Du docked at the river, he received Lao Zhu's decree and handwriting.
Tang He couldn't help but glance at the manuscript in Han Du's hand, and asked strangely: "The superior actually gave you a special manuscript. What does it say?"
"Master, let's take a look." Han Du smiled and handed the oracle to Tang He.
Seeing this, Tang He also understood that it was not something that should be kept secret, so he didn't have any scruples and took it over.
When he saw it, he couldn't help but said in surprise: "The superior actually asked you to show off all your gold and silver and enter the capital in a grand manner? Why is this?"
Since ancient times, everyone has adhered to the concept of not revealing wealth. Now the emperor actually asked Han Du to reveal the gold and silver for everyone to see, which made Tang He confused.
Han Du looked at the capital city in the distance, like a giant beast crawling on the ground. The high city walls were like two long arms, extending out on both sides.
"It seems that the emperor has been having a hard time these days since we left."
Tang He was silent when he heard this. He also thought that this was the only possibility. Only when the superiors are extremely short of money and have to spend a lot of money, will Han Du be so abnormal to put all the gold and silver in the open. Its purpose is probably to give confidence to the people of the world.
"What are you going to do?" Tang He couldn't help but ask.
Lao Zhu did not specifically ask Han Du what to do in the handwriting, but just told Han Du that he needed to reveal the gold and silver. Exactly how to do it, apparently
Han Du's thing. If what he did was not good enough, or if he could not satisfy the emperor, then Han Du would inevitably have to suffer punishment. Of course, if Han Du does well enough, it will naturally leave a good impression in the emperor's heart that he can be useful.
"Master, please ask the navy for help." Han Du didn't show any politeness and held his hand towards Tang He.
Tang He waved his hand and said, "Of course, you just need to say how many ships are needed."
"Of course the more boats the better, but in addition to the boats, the boxes also need to be specially made." Han Du said, approaching Tang He and whispering a few words.
After hearing this, Tang He burst out laughing, pointed at Han Du's nose and cursed, "You are such a naughty boy. Okay, no problem, I'll do as you say."
Just one day later, news of Han Du's return to Beijing spread in the capital. However, due to the rise in food prices, the people have long lost interest in the various gossips that they used to talk about.
Therefore, except for people related to Han Du, such as the Han family, as well as the Baobao Lifting Department, Jiaofang Department, etc., others don't care at all whether Han Du is back.
But as Han Du entered Beijing from Dinghuai Gate and along the Qinhuai River, he instantly attracted everyone's attention.
I saw one boat after another, with boxes on the boats filled with gold and silver. The gold and silver shone with an alluring brilliance in the sunlight, taking everyone's breath away when they saw it.
Many people have seen gold and silver, but no one has seen so much gold and silver at one time. There was so much gold and silver that every ship was filled with gold and silver. The ships in front had already entered the palace from Tongji Gate, and the ships behind were still waiting in line to be loaded from the warships.
Ship after ship carrying gold and silver passed majestically along the Qinhuai River. The Qinhuai River crosses the entire capital, forming an inverted 'ji' shape in the capital. The boats passed along the Qinhuai River, and almost everyone in the city could see them.
The people looked excitedly at the continuous ships and couldn't help but ask: "Is it true that there is so much gold and silver?"
"Hmph, this is what Jing Haibo wants to send to the palace. Do you think it's still fake?" The people on the side all looked at this man with mocking eyes.
Now they have no doubts about Han Du. After all, it is the first time since the founding of the Ming Dynasty that Han Du can be so generous. It opened the eyes of people like them in the capital and gave them something to talk about in the future.
