Han Du sat opposite Zhu Biao and waited with interest. But when the food came, Han Du was stunned. what is this? Is this the imperial meal of the East Palace?
Han Du looked at a large bowl of random stew and looked up at Zhu Biao, wondering what he meant.
"Eat, why don't you eat? Isn't this what you give to those mining people? What? It's your turn and you can't eat anymore?" Zhu Biao's eyes were full of dissatisfaction.
Han Du touched his nose and said with a wry smile: "Eat, I can afford it. I'm not one of those civil servants who don't care about the food and the fine meat. Don't talk about it. When I went to sea, I even had a lot of food on board." I held my nose and drank the water that smelled like rotten wood."
When Zhu Biao heard what Han Du said was so pitiful, he felt a little unbearable and couldn't help but ask: "Is it really that hard to go to sea?"
"It's just making a living," Han Du shook his head, "Where can it be easy?"
Zhu Biao sighed slightly in his heart. It is indeed not easy to make a living. This is true for those who mine, and the same is naturally true for Han Du. His heart softened, and he was about to ask someone to change the food in front of Han Du. However, Han Du raised his chopsticks and started eating.
Not to mention that Han Du tastes really good when he eats it. The imperial chef is the imperial chef, and even the stewed dishes in this big pot can be cooked to a certain degree. Although Han Du couldn't tell how this dish was made, he could at least tell that the soup of this stew was not water added directly, but a kind of stock, most likely chicken soup.
Han Du ate up a large bowl of food in three strokes. Before Zhu Biao could react, Han Du had finished eating and was wiping his mouth with a silk handkerchief.
Zhu Biao's eyes widened, and he finally came to his senses, and asked in surprise: "Is this how you eat?" Zhu Biao was taught since childhood to eat slowly and eat slowly. And when he usually sees Han Du eating, he doesn't eat so quickly.
Han Du smiled and said, "It won't work if you don't hurry up. It's not easy to have a good meal at sea. If you don't eat quickly, maybe when it's just finished, a gust of wind and waves will come over, and the pots and pans will fall to the ground when the boat tilts. , I can't eat anything." Han Du was naturally exaggerating. Although there were wind and waves on the sea, unless there was a storm, it would not be as scary as Han Du said.
Zhu Biao thought for a moment and said, "Have you eaten well? If you have eaten well, tell me about going to sea."
Han Du nodded happily and said: "Okay, since His Highness wants to hear it, I will naturally tell you everything I know."
Lao Zhu looked towards the sea for wealth. No matter what Zhu Biao wanted to ask, Han Du tried his best to make him curious about overseas. As long as the two generations of emperors of the Ming Dynasty can look overseas, the Ming Dynasty will never rest on its laurels.
...
It has only been a month since Lao Zhu's decree allowing officials above the ninth rank to report directly. Even remote prefectures and counties have received the decree every time, and the secret documents handed to Lao Zhu are piled up. Several large baskets.
At the beginning, Lao Zhu was still reading these memorials with great satisfaction, but as he read more and more, the expression on his face couldn't help but turn into a ferocious one.
As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of hooligans, you are afraid of educated people playing hooligans. These civil servants appear to be friendly on the surface, but if they have the opportunity to secretly expose other people's secrets, each one will be more ruthless and more skillful than the last one.
"An animal, extremely shameless, with a hateful appearance. On the surface, it is a moral gentleman, but in private, it is a shameless villain..."
Lao Zhu lost his temper and threw the memorials he had compiled everywhere. He read and cursed one book after another, and Lao Zhu's anger accumulated to the extreme.
Just when the old eunuch thought that another thunderstorm was coming, Lao Zhu suddenly lost all his anger and just stared at the memorial in front of him and sneered.
"Someone is coming."
"My slave is here." The old eunuch started to move like a robot that was activated instantly.
"Put these memorials away properly." Lao Zhu ordered.
Lao Zhu was originally very angry, and it was not that he had never thought of bringing these officials for questioning, but he suddenly thought of Han Du's words and felt that they were very reasonable. The purpose was not to pry into the privacy of these civil servants, but to enable him to see clearly the true face hidden behind each official's face.
As long as he has these things in hand, Lao Zhu can belittle or accuse officials at any time. In this case, why should Lao Zhu be in a hurry? Now that he is sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, with the initiative firmly in his hands, can he still
Are you afraid that all the officials will be overthrown?
...
For some unknown reason, Lao Zhu was very interested in Han Du's desire to be a teacher. No, more than a month later, when Han Du thought Lao Zhu had forgotten about this, Lao Zhu called Han Du in front of him.
Han Du looked at Lao Zhu with some helplessness on his face. He just made a random excuse, but he didn't expect that Lao Zhu would take it seriously.
A smile appeared on Lao Zhu's face and he looked at Han Du with relief. That expression seems to be saying, I don’t want you to feel it, I want me to feel it. No matter how bragging you Handu are, I will make it come true for you.
"I am very happy that you have the idea of teaching and educating people. If you want to teach and educate people, you must have a place. Where can you find a suitable place in this capital?"
Han Du glanced at Lao Zhu speechlessly. Now that he was forced into a corner, Han Du had no choice but to bite the bullet. He bowed his hands and said, "I listen to your Majesty."
Lao Zhu nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand and asked the old eunuch to bring a map of the capital and put it in front of Han Du. He poked it up with his thick finger and said, "How is it here?"
Obviously just now I was still asking myself where is the right place, but now I even have a map ready? How is this even remotely asking for your own opinion? Now that everything is like this, does Han Du still dare to say half a word "no"?
"Of course, I would like to thank the Emperor for your kindness." Han Du immediately became very happy and quickly thanked Lao Zhu.
But then I took a look at the location pointed out by Lao Zhu on the map, and couldn't help but feel familiar, so I asked: "Your Majesty, why do you think this place seems familiar?"
Lao Zhu nodded calmly and said: "Well, you have been to this place. It used to be a grain warehouse, but it was burned down. Now that area is empty because it has passed through water, and no one dares to ask for it. "
have to!
I thought Lao Zhu pointed out some good place to me, but it turned out to be the place where the fire destroyed the grain depot. After all, I thought too much.
The ancients were afraid of natural disasters, floods and fires, so they naturally kept secrets about places where such big fires had occurred. Let alone rebuilding houses, no one would dare to go there even in broad daylight. I'm afraid that I might get caught in something bad, so I go back and my house will be implicated.
