Prince Yan's Mansion.
Zhu Di paced back and forth anxiously in the room, and turned around suddenly when he heard the noise. Seeing Zhu Gaochi coming in from outside, he quickly asked: "How is it? Is Han Shu back?"
No matter how willing Han Shu is to follow him, he must pass the hurdle of Han Du. Zhu Di knew Han Du's temper and would definitely oppose it.
Therefore, it is still unknown whether Han Shu will be able to come back after he returns.
But even so, Zhu Di still had to take a gamble. He couldn't sleep peacefully unless he found out the officials and the powerful people.
"came back."
"Huh... It's good to be back. Did Han Du say that?" Zhu Di breathed a sigh of relief and asked again quickly.
Zhu Gaochi shook his head dejectedly, "No."
Zhu Di's face was disappointed for a while, but he soon recovered and comforted Zhu Gaochi: "It's okay. As long as Han Shu follows us, we are not afraid that Han Du will not obey."
Zhu Gaochi nodded, that was indeed the truth.
Then Zhu Gaochi said thoughtfully: "Father..."
"Huh? Just tell me if you have anything to say." Although the troubles in his heart were not completely relieved, at least there was hope, and Zhu Di was still very happy.
"My son is thinking that since Han Shu is willing to follow us to America, he may not be the only one in the academy who is willing..."
Zhu Di's eyes lit up, and his mouth trembled with excitement, "You mean, we poach people from the academy?"
Zhu Gaochi nodded slightly, "Other sons don't know, but those classmates of my son should be willing."
"Okay! I'll leave this matter to you. You can pull as many people as you can." Zhu Di sighed with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand and patted Zhu Gaochi on his thick shoulder, "Father is old, everything will be different in the future. It's yours. These people will be yours in the future. For your own future, you have to do this well."
"Yes, my son understands." Zhu Gaochi turned around and ran out happily.
Now he was full of energy and wanted to find those classmates immediately. Zhu Gaochi was originally a good old man. He had made many classmates in the academy. If he could convince half of them to follow him to America, he would make a lot of money.
...
Han Mansion.
"I'm full." Han Shu put down his bowls and chopsticks and ran outside in a hurry.
Han Du glanced at him who was about to step out the door, and immediately said: "Wait a minute."
Han Shu paused subconsciously, and the sudden change almost made him fall down.
He slowly turned around and looked at his brother with a guilty expression, "Brother, did you call me?"
"Are you busy lately? Why do you rush out after dinner every day?" Han Du put down the bowl and chopsticks and stared at him without blinking.
Han Shu lowered his head in embarrassment, trying to cover up something.
"Recently... I'm going to America soon. Before leaving, I want to take a good look at the capital."
This reason is not sufficient in front of Han Du.
"Shouldn't you be at home with your wife and children at this time? After all, they will also go to America with you."
Han Shu had been married a long time ago and had one child. But he was not at home at that time, and his parents and An Qing made arrangements for him.
"Aren't you going to find Zhu Gaochi?" Although Han Du asked him, his eyes were full of determination.
Seeing that his eldest brother had found out, Han Shu had no choice but to nod: "Yes..."
He has been with Zhu Gaochi these days? What are they doing together? Even if we were discussing going to America, it wouldn't take so many days, right?
"Go." Han Du lowered his head, a light flashing in his eyes.
Han Shu just didn't know how to explain to his eldest brother, but he didn't expect that his eldest brother would let him go so easily, lowered his head and continued eating.
Seeing this, Han Shu said, "Well, brother, I'm going out now" and walked out.
After Han Shu walked away, Han Du suddenly raised his head, put down the bowl and chopsticks he had just picked up, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and stood up.
"Husband, what are you going to do?" An Qing looked at Han Du doubtfully.
Han Du said calmly: "It's mysterious. I'm a little worried. Let's go and have a look."
An Qing was even more confused: "Didn't Han Shu say he was going to find Gao Chi? What's the worry?"
"I don't worry even if I'm looking for him. He can easily abduct Han Shu. Now maybe he's paying attention to something else. Why don't I go and see?"
Han Du looked at An Qing and said, "Do you want to go together?"
An Qing immediately pouted, "Forget it, I'm not interested in eavesdropping on the conversation between my uncle and my nephew."
"Okay, then I'll go by myself."
After saying that, Han Du quickly went out and followed Han Shu from a distance.
...
Han Shu didn't notice the eldest brother behind him. He came to the door of a restaurant and got out of the carriage.
"It'll be fine for a while. You can find a place to have some food and wine by yourself. You don't have to wait here for me all the time."
"Yes, Second Master." The coachman smiled quickly and bowed.
Han Shu walked straight to the door of a large private room on the third floor.
"Han Shu, come quickly." Zhu Gaochi saw him appearing at the door and quickly stood up and enthusiastically pulled him down to sit down.
As Han Shu was being pulled away, he bowed his hands and saluted everyone, "Everyone is of the same age. Long time no see. Hello!"
Zhu Gaochi pulled Han Shu to his position and pointed at him, "Han Shu, don't you need me to introduce you?"
Everyone smiled and nodded, greeting each other.
Zhu Gaochi saw that it was almost the same, and quickly stretched out his hand to signal: "Come on, come on, today we meet again after a long separation. It took a lot of effort to get together. Sit, sit, sit..."
After three rounds of drinking.
Zhu Gaochi put down his wine glass and said to everyone in the warm atmosphere: "We know that you still have concerns about going to America. But it doesn't matter. Today we are looking for Han Shu. He is going to America. If you still have doubts, You can ask him."
Han Shu smiled and nodded in time, indicating that this was indeed the case.
In this case, some people were not polite and asked quickly: "We have only heard of America. Is it really as good as the legend?"
"I can tell you that this is true." Han Shu nodded with great certainty, "And the wealth of America is far more exaggerated than the legend!"
"How is this possible? Is there really such a place in the world?" Everyone was amazed.
Han Shu smiled and said, "Everyone knows that my eldest brother has personally been to the Americas and brought back sweet potatoes, potatoes and corn. In fact, it can be seen from these three things that there will be no shortage of food in the Americas. "
Everyone nodded after hearing this. Just because of these three things brought back by Lord Zhen Guo, the Ming Dynasty's grain supply increased by three types. These three kinds of food have no shortcomings except that they are not very delicious.
"The Americas are not only rich in food, but also rich in minerals, including gold, silver, copper, iron... there are many of them, and they are far richer than the Ming Dynasty..."
Just as everyone was listening intoxicated, they were still immersed in their beautiful imagination of America. An angry voice appeared instantly, shocking everyone like thunder and falling into a trance.
"What are you doing?"
Everyone suddenly turned around and saw an angry Han Du standing at the door. Everyone became nervous all of a sudden and stood up subconsciously, their hands and feet at a loss as to where to place them.
"First, sir..."
"Brother?"
Han Du glanced at everyone coldly and walked up to Zhu Gaochi.
Zhu Gaochi was very frightened, with a look of embarrassment on his face. He quickly lowered his head and looked away without daring to look up.
"You are so brave, poaching your way to the academy!"
Zhu Gaochi quickly explained: "Sir, misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding..."
"What's the misunderstanding?" Han Du shouted angrily.
Zhu Gaochi glanced at everyone and wanted to explain, but he shut up and lowered his head, as if he accepted the punishment.
"Sir! I don't blame His Highness, it's me who wants to go to America..."
"Yes, sir, I really don't blame His Highness..."
Zhu Gaochi quickly stepped out of the way, leaving the throne to Han Du.
"Sir, please sit down."
Han Du saw that what everyone said was sincere and not fake at all, so he also wanted to ask what was going on.
Then he walked to the chair and sat down, and asked: "Wouldn't it be better to stay in the Ming Dynasty? Why do you want to go to America? Are you being bewitched by him?"
With the last glance, Han Du looked at Zhu Gaochi coldly.
Everyone looked at each other, and Han Shu stood up and explained: "That's not the case, brother..."
"Shut up!" Han Du glared at him, "Even if you are bewitched, how can you still drag your classmates into the water?"
"Sir." An academy scholar stood up and saluted respectfully.
Han Du turned around and looked at him calmly.
He took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to say: "Sir, it is indeed us who want to go to America. We are the ones who want to learn about the situation in America from His Highness."
When Han Du saw that everyone looked like this, he was even more confused: "You are all based in the Ming Dynasty, why would you want to go to America?"
This person said seriously: "We, the scholars..."
When everyone heard this, they glanced at each other and sang in unison: "We, the scholars, should be filial when we enter, and be younger when we go out. We should stay first and wait for others. If we have ambitions, we will benefit the people. If we fail, we will cultivate ourselves and be seen in the world!"
Unwilling...
Han Du frowned slightly: "You think you are frustrated now? If it's because the academy's salary is too low, I can make the decision to increase it for you."
"Sir, the salary of the academy is enough. But we have been studying all our lives, and we also want the opportunity to use our studies. America is completely blank, which is where students can show their talents. Please forgive me, sir!"
"Please give me your permission, sir!"
Everyone knelt down and worshiped. They went to America not for promotion and wealth, but for what they thought in their hearts.
If they wanted to get promoted and make a fortune, they would have chosen to become officials instead of staying in the academy to teach.
Han Du's face was as dark as water and he said coldly: "No!"
"gentlemen......"
"Brother..."
Everyone looked at Han Du in surprise, wondering why he disagreed.
Han Du took a deep breath and said in a serious tone: "You won't forget it, right? One of the oaths you made when you entered the academy is that you will never spread the content taught by the academy to outsiders. If you go to America, wouldn't you? Do you want to bring the academy stuff over?"
