"correct."
"Zheng He's son Zheng Guangcheng, how is he doing now?"
Before Zhu Xuan left, he asked one more question.
Ji Wenjing said: "That boy has some talent. Didn't I show his face before? He is a man with potential. He will definitely be the prime minister of the country in the future. Don't worry, Your Highness! I will teach him well and promise not to let him go." Even if His Highness is disappointed, Zheng He will not be disappointed."
Zheng He, who was following him, heard that Zhu Xuan was still concerned about his adopted son, and said gratefully: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. If Guangcheng really has the ability to be the prime minister of the country, I will definitely teach him well and let him." He will assist His Highness in the future. If not, I will let him return to his hometown in the southwest and become an ordinary person."
Zhu Xuan was quite satisfied with Zheng Guangcheng and nodded: "Guangcheng is still a child, so you don't need to be too strict."
After he finished speaking, he was thinking that he was actually a child.
But don't worry about these details.
As long as Zhu Xuan doesn't think of himself as a child, others won't dare to label him a child.
After understanding the matter, Zhu Xuan left the factory and returned to the city. Immediately, cabinet officials sent part of the memorial to the East Palace.
Most of these are memorials related to the cold disaster, and a small part are memorials about other matters.
It was all arranged by Lao Zhu and sent to Zhu Xuan for review.
If Zhu Xuan wants to be emperor in the future, reading memorials is a necessary skill.
However, Zhu Xuan did not dare to mark directly on the original memorial. That was the power of Grandpa Huang. He usually found a blank piece of paper, wrote down his own solution, put it in the memorial, and then had someone send it to Grandpa Huang. look.
Zhu Xuan only has the power to read the memorial, but not the right to make decisions.
The decision-making power now lies, of course, in Lao Zhu’s hands.
Don't overstep!
"The cold disaster problem is really serious!"
Zhu Xuan saw the memorials sent from various places, all requesting the court to send relief supplies to various places as soon as possible.
Some memorials were also written, and many people froze to death.
The entire Ming Dynasty was probably lonely.
No matter how much money is invested in measures to prevent cold disasters in the future, Zhu Xuan believes that preparations must be made in advance and everything put into effect, otherwise many people in the Ming Dynasty may freeze to death every year.
This is the sorrow of ancient times.
"Urge the supplies to be delivered as soon as possible."
"But transportation problems, heavy snowfall and mountain closures, etc., cannot be alleviated by urging."
"We can only give more salt and spread as much salt as possible to melt the ice and snow."
"Transportation inaccessibility in ancient times was always a serious trouble."
Zhu Xuan murmured in his heart, hoping that the train could be built as soon as possible.
Even if the railway may be blocked by ice or covered with snow, it is still possible to quickly deliver supplies to various places by arranging dedicated personnel to take charge of the railway and then using trains.
"The railway must be completed as soon as possible."
Zhu Xuan was thinking.
Build railways first, then build roads.
This road needs to be walked step by step. No matter how impatient Zhu Xuan is, he can't be in a hurry.
After processing the memorial in front of him, Zhu Xuan sent it to Grandpa Huang to see if there was anything that needed to be modified.
But as soon as he arrived at Jinshen Hall, Zhu Xuan saw that Grandpa Huang's face was still gloomy. He didn't know what memorial he had read, but it became a little scary again, so much so that Yun Qi and other people around him didn't even dare to breathe hard.
"Grandpa Huang."
Zhu Xuan came in and said, "What else makes you so angry?"
Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly and said: "The memorial of Jin Yiwei makes us want to kill the officials of the world, my dear grandson, just watch it!"
Zhu Xuan came over and read Jin Yiwei's memorial for a while. It was all about the corruption of officials from various places below. A cold disaster can make many people see the benefits and value of relief materials. Those corrupt officials who are greedy for profit can't help but Take risks out of desperation.
They are not good people in the first place, but when they see that there is a benefit, they can do more excessive things if they do more.
There is no way to prevent corrupt officials from running rampant, but we can only limit it as much as possible.
If it weren't for the Jin Yiwei who were deployed in various places in advance, it would be difficult for them to discover such a thing.
Zhu Xuan said: "A cold disaster has exposed many corrupt officials, which is a good thing. What we are afraid of is that they will not be discovered. This is troublesome."
Zhu Yuanzhang's expression softened and he agreed: "Everything my dear grandson said is right. I can see that it's pretty good. Have you read all the memorials?"
Jin Yiwei captured all the corrupt officials they found.
Either be skinned, or go through the process in Jinyiwei's prison. In this way, even if you are still alive, the result will be worse than death. Lao Zhu will ignore those corrupt officials for the time being.
"It's all taken care of."
Zhu Xuan brought up the memorial and said, "Grandpa Huang has reviewed it."
Zhu Yuanzhang read it quickly and basically followed what Zhu Xuan had reviewed. There were only one or two memorials that needed to be discussed, and he quickly gave the answer.
"My dear grandson is becoming more and more like an emperor."
After reading Zhu Xuan's memorial, Zhu Yuanzhang said with satisfaction: "My dear grandson has done a good job. We can rest assured that I will hand over the Ming Dynasty to you in the future."
Zhu Xuan smiled and said: "My grandson will definitely not let Grandpa Huang down."
"good!"
Zhu Yuanzhang said with great joy: "My dear grandson, I almost forgot to tell you something. Mu Sheng is coming to Yingtian soon. You can go and greet him when the time comes. After all, the Mu family and our Zhu family are also one family."
Muying was brought up by Queen Ma.
Mu Sheng has always been Lao Zhu's junior, and now he is going to become Zhu Xuan's father-in-law, which is a close relationship.
As the grandson of Emperor Zhu Xuan, he should not pick up Mu Sheng, but Lao Zhu made an exception.
The Mu family has always been loyal and loyal to the imperial court. This is why Zhu Yuanzhang felt that Mu Yuanjun could be the grandson's concubine.
"OK!"
Zhu Xuan agreed: "Uncle Mu is finally coming back, sister Yuanjun will definitely be very happy."
Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and said: "You kid, if you have a wife, will you forget Grandpa Huang?"
"How dare my grandson?"
Zhu Xuan smiled and said: "My grandson has always respected Grandpa Huang."
Lao Zhu said with satisfaction: "Okay, stay here later and have dinner with us."
"OK!"
Zhu Xuan nodded happily.
It is only natural to accompany Grandpa Huang to have dinner.
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Outside Yingtian City, it is covered with snow and silver.
Mu Sheng took a boat to go north, which was quite fast.
When the ship was about to dock, he stood on the bow and looked out. What he saw was white snow and busy people delivering various disaster relief supplies in batches.
Although the road to disaster relief was blocked by heavy snow and mountain closures, the dispatch of relief supplies was not delayed for fear that the people would suffer if they arrived late.
However, the Chinese New Year is coming soon. After delivering this batch of supplies, we can basically wait until the beginning of spring, so that factories and household departments can have a lot of free time.
"Capital Master, I am finally back."
Mu Sheng's eyes turned away from the busy people and the white snow, and fell on the city wall in the distance. He added, "I didn't expect it to be so cold in Yingtian, much colder than Yunnan."
Along the way north, he wore more and more clothes.
After that, he said again: "Get off the boat!"
Walking down the ship's gangway, Mu Sheng's eyes suddenly froze.
Because not far away, there was a familiar figure, waiting and greeting him.
