Breeze on both sleeves?
This is put a little nicer.
To put it mildly, he regards money as dirt. He cannot be so noble.
"Your Highness, the imperial censor also needs to eat. Food needs to be bought with money. The saint's book can make the state noble, but it cannot fill the stomach."
"I would like to ask Your Highness to think about my suggestion today when you have free time. If merchants only do business in the Ming Dynasty, they will earn their own money."
"To put it bluntly, a family is a small family, and a country is everyone. Brothers and sisters in a family only have a hundred gold, no matter how great they are in trading with each other, they only have a hundred gold."
"The same goes for the country. Making money from one's own people is no big deal. Only when you put other people's money into your own pocket can you be considered capable."
You only have so much money, no matter how you circulate it, you still only have so much money. If you want the country to be good, the sea ban must not be implemented.
Lest Tunguska seclusion himself and accuse Emperor Hongwu of being the instigator, the blame can be dumped even after hundreds of years.
Unjust or not?
"Don't mention this matter for the time being." Zhu Biao knew that what Gu Chen said did make sense: "You should think twice before speaking, and I will send you a warning beforehand."
"There are some words that you shouldn't say even if you know you shouldn't say them. You must know that trouble comes from your mouth. If nothing happens, just go down first."
He only thought that Gu Chen was a capable person, so he said such nice things to him.
So that you don’t get too hot-headed and say something you shouldn’t say and get chopped off.
If so, it would be a pity.
When Gu Chen came out, a beautiful palace maid came in carrying a food box.
"Thank you for your hard work, Your Highness. This is the pear soup that the second concubine asked me to prepare. Your Highness talks a lot, so drinking some pear soup will be good for your throat."
Second concubine?
Lu family?
Gu Chen's heart moved slightly. Zhu Yunwen didn't seem to be born yet at this time, right?
All in all, Zhu Xiongying died on the eighth day of May in the fifteenth year of Hongwu's reign, and Queen Ma also died in August of the same year.
Unofficial historians say that this woman killed Zhu Xiongying, but I don’t know if that’s true...
Gu Chen shook his head. The affairs of Lao Zhu's family were so complicated that he, as an outsider, could not comment on them casually.
"Oh, my dear grandson."
As soon as Lao Zhu returned to Kunning Palace, he met his eldest grandson.
Immediately, the depression and troubles in his heart gradually subsided, and he began to tease his grandson.
"This kid, Xiongying, has thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a smart look. Let's see, when he grows up, he will be a good boy who can become something great."
He does not mean that.
At this time, the Crown Princess Chang and the second concubine Lu were both present.
Chang was naturally happy, but Lu was a little unhappy.
When I returned to my room, I felt like an eggplant beaten by frost.
"I've stopped using Bizi Tang for five months. Why is there still no movement in my stomach?"
According to the rules of the Han people, the first wife gives birth to the first son, and the concubines come second.
If the principal wife has been childless for several years, then the concubines can have children.
Crown Princess Chang's appearance took after her father's, and she was not particularly good-looking either.
But Crown Prince Zhu Biao still loved the Crown Princess deeply.
She was also very lucky and gave birth to the eldest grandson of the Crown Prince.
On the other hand, I still have no children.
If there were no children, then no matter how hard he and his father planned it.
Isn’t it all in vain?
"Your Majesty." The palace maid An Ran comforted softly: "The imperial doctor said that the Bizi Decoction has stopped and it will take some time to heal. Your Majesty, there is no need to worry."
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince loves your empress, and it will only be a matter of time before she becomes pregnant."
The empress is not yet twenty, and she is in her prime years, so what is there to be anxious about?
"Yes, why am I in a hurry?"
Thinking of the princess, Mrs. Lu often complained about how the two brothers Chang Mao and Chang Sheng failed to live up to their expectations.
After the death of Duke E, Chang Yuchun, there was no one left who could support the family.
Thinking about Lan Yu's temper, she would be killed sooner or later without the Lu family taking action.
What can she fight with herself for?
Besides, it is one thing for a child to be born, but whether it can be raised is another matter. How can even that idiot Chang protect it?
Lu took the scissors and trimmed the branches of the potted plant, forcing herself to calm down. Now the emperor's eldest grandson is being taught by the queen in Kunning Palace.
Kunning Palace is managed like an iron barrel, and it is absolutely impossible to take advantage of it now.
You must not be impatient, it is better to wait for the opportunity step by step.
Only by staying calm can you achieve great things.
Two days later, when Gu Chen returned home, Chen Baochuan's daughter-in-law, Lin, had just left. She saw not only steamed buns but also cakes on the table.
But one part is ugly and the other part is beautiful.
Obviously, one was made by Mr. Lin and the other was made by his mother-in-law.
"Madam, are you learning to wash your hands and make soup?"
Su Wanying is smart and beautiful, and she is also a popular actress. The only drawback is that her cooking skills are poor and she can only make some simple stir-fries and soups.
Maybe because I'm from the south, I don't know anything about how to make pasta.
She strives to be perfect in everything and naturally refuses to miss any opportunity to learn.
"I heard that you like to eat, so I naturally want to learn how to eat." Su Wanying pulled him to sit down, pointed to the food on the table and said, "Would you like to try it?"
Her eyes were bright, full of expectation, expecting him to taste her first.
Gu Chen knew what she was thinking, but deliberately pretended to take what Lin Wan did.
Then, with his wife's unhappy expression, she went to get the unsightly ones.
"It's delicious, madam, your cooking is very good, please try it quickly."
Damn it, it's obviously salty, and there's too little ginger, which doesn't suppress the fishy smell at all. It's really... hard to swallow.
It is better to let the lady taste it and let her know how terrible her cooking is. Then she will not cook in the future, let alone force herself to eat.
"I've tasted it." Su Wanying said with a smile: "It tastes terrible, but Sister Lin said that men and women have different tastes, and some men like to eat heavy food."
"That's why I want to give it to my husband. Please eat more. Sister Lin will come tomorrow so I can make some noodles for you to eat."
My mother wrote a letter saying that if you want to capture a man's heart, you must capture his stomach, and she will definitely work hard.
Gu Chen: "...Cooking is really hard. My husband thinks that my wife doesn’t need to be stuck on the stove. She can spend more time in the glass shop to take care of things."
It doesn't matter if it tastes good, the key point is that it tastes so bad that I can't stand it.
"It's not hard. Cooking is in the afternoon and taking care of business is in the morning."
Su Wanying folded her hands and put them on her knees with a shy expression on her face.
"Sister Lin is right. As women, watching our husbands eat well is the happiest thing for us."
She couldn't help with matters in court, so she could only take good care of her daughter-in-law at home.
Gu Chen: "..."
You are happy, yes. Do you think I am happy?
Don't look back before being hacked to death by Lao Zhu, and eat your wife's food first and get food poisoning, right?
The next day, I didn’t know how to make the hand-rolled noodles, and they were as chewy as beef tendons.
However, in order to cheer him up, he still managed to finish the meal with pickles.
On the third day, looking at the death-faced steamed buns that could kill someone, Gu Chen wanted to refuse.
But looking at his wife, with those gentle and watery eyes, she still compromised in the end.
I soaked it in water and ate it with tears in my eyes.
"What's wrong with my husband?"
"I am very touched by my husband..."
"Ms. sir, you don't have to be like this. This is what a wife should do. I will prepare delicious food for you tomorrow."
"No need..."
"I want it, I'm not afraid of hard work."
Gu Chen: "..."
On the fourth day, no matter what, Gu Chen didn't want to go home for dinner. For the first time, he took the initiative to stay in the office and work overtime to read the news from the local government.
Not to mention others, even Lao Han was a little surprised to see his diligence.
"Hey, Guangxi, why don't you go back? You're still newlyweds. You haven't been busy lately. Did you have a quarrel with your wife?"
You know, in the past, as soon as the time came, the child would leave immediately.
There's something wrong with being so diligent today!
