"Father, let's go back to Peiping and talk to His Highness Changsun. He should agree."
Zhu Gaochi had been hiding from the side and watching secretly, but couldn't help but come out and say something later.
When Zhu Di heard this, he turned to look at his eldest son, and subconsciously started to scold him.
However, seeing the expectant and even pleading look in his eldest son's eyes, Zhu Di softened his heart.
No matter what, this is his eldest son. Although he has always disliked this eldest son, he is his own flesh and blood after all.
After pondering for a moment, Zhu Di asked, "During this period, my father has been killing Japanese pirates along the coast. How much contact do you have with His Highness Changsun in the capital?"
In Zhu Di's mind, his eldest son seemed to have a very good relationship with Zhu Ying, so Zhu Di wanted to know more about Zhu Ying.
This may be the first time that his father did not scold him for no reason, but communicated in a calm tone.
Zhu Gaochi felt a little touched in his heart.
Upon hearing his father's question, Zhu Gaochi did not hesitate and replied: "During the absence of my father, I had very little contact with His Highness Changsun. During this period, I visited His Highness Changsun once."
"But at that time, His Highness Changsun happened to be going to Henan to deal with the plague."
"Since then, I have almost never met in private with His Highness Changsun."
When Zhu Di heard this, he couldn't help but reprimanded: "Before, in Peking, my father asked you to have less contact, but you didn't listen and communicated secretly."
"Now that we've arrived in the capital, we are already His Highness the Changsun, but you don't interact with me anymore. Are you trying to make me angry to death?"
"How could I have given birth to such an idiot son like you?"
Zhu Di was almost intoxicated by this eldest son. Before Zhu Ying's identity was revealed, they were entangled with each other every day, and they were closer than brothers.
Now others, His Royal Highness Sun, have been canonized as grandsons.
Instead of relying on the friendship that once provided help in times of need, he is as self-righteous as those literati and can't let go of his figure.
This is not stupid.
Zhu Ying is also a loyal person. Even if he has some scruples, considering the past friendship, he will not be alienated no matter what.
If the relationship is closer, I can get some credit from my side.
How stupid.
Zhu Gaochi, who was scolded a lot, seemed a little aggrieved. He felt that no matter what he did, he could not satisfy his father.
Seeing the appearance of his eldest son, Zhu Di no longer even thought about scolding him, and said: "Go and invite your cousin here. Don't appear in front of me. It will make you upset."
Zhu Gaochi bowed and said, "Yes, father."
With some frustration, Zhu Gaochi walked out of Prince Yan's Mansion and went to find Li Jinglong according to his father's request.
However, Zhu Gaochi could be considered an optimist. As soon as he left Prince Yan's Mansion, his mood quickly recovered.
"Perhaps, I have been looking for His Highness Changsun more recently. I was afraid that my father would be unhappy if he knew about it. Now it seems that I can finally go to the Gunpowder Department openly."
Zhu Gaochi knew very well what happened to his father and His Highness Chang Sun.
His Highness Changsun had given him a voucher before, allowing him to enter and exit the Gunpowder Department at any time.
It was just that Zhu Gaochi was afraid that his father would think that he had surrendered to the enemy, so he deliberately did not go.
Now that my father has said so, there is no need to worry.
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"This, this is impossible, brother Ma Hei, did you do it just to entertain me?"
Zhu Yunwen looked at the tall building on the white paper in front of him, the majestic momentum, and the wide square, and said with some disbelief.
This painting depicts the tall buildings of Samarkand. The architectural style is naturally completely different from that of the Ming Dynasty.
But compared to the Ming Dynasty, the style of this building seems to be much more shocking.
Judging from the height of the people walking on the screen, the height of the building is almost ten feet.
This is already one or two feet higher than the Fengtian Palace, the tallest building in the Ming Dynasty.
The most important thing is that in this painting, tall buildings like this can be found everywhere, and they seem to be very common.
This made Zhu Yunwen feel a little overwhelmed.
"The prosperity of the capital is something I have never seen before. Countless people live here. I have never been to the palace, but the buildings here are very exquisite."
"The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty are the strongest soldiers I have ever seen."
"But in terms of architecture, in terms of majesty, many of our cities are taller than the Ming Dynasty, and the roads are also very spacious. Most roads are big enough for eight carriages to move forward at the same time."
"The capital is good here, but it's a little too crowded."
"What I drew here is Samarkand. In other places, there are taller and more majestic buildings than Samarkand. Generally speaking, the local church is the largest building."
"Perhaps, compared to Ming Dynasty, we only have the ability to produce buildings."
Pirma Heima explained.
This gave him some comfort, at least it showed that Ming Dynasty was not the best in the world in all aspects.
At least in terms of architecture, it's not the largest in the world.
On the contrary, the buildings in many places are far more majestic than the Ming Dynasty Capital.
According to his understanding, the Capital Palace is the most majestic place in the entire Ming Dynasty.
"Can you draw as many buildings like this as you can, Brother Ma Hei? I want to bring some with me and show them to my eldest brother and Grandpa Huang."
Zhu Yunwen asked after a moment of silence.
He knew that it would be impossible for Pilma Heima to deceive him, and if he didn't see such a building with his own eyes, he would definitely not be able to draw it.
Since it felt very real, Zhu Yunwen felt a little unhappy.
In any case, he is the grandson of the Ming Dynasty emperor. He was influenced by Confucian education. When it comes to foreigners, his thoughts must be with the Ming Dynasty.
And in the hearts of everyone in the Ming Dynasty, whether they are common people, nobles, squires, or the royal family.
Those outside the territory of the Ming Dynasty were all barbarians.
There is no education, no etiquette, and they even drink a lot of hair and blood.
is looked down upon.
He and Pirma Heima were brothers because Zhu Yunwen still vaguely knew that Timur, the Lord of Samarkand, was a Mongolian.
The former Yuan Dynasty was the Mongols.
Therefore, in Zhu Yunwen's mind, as Timur's direct grandson, his status was almost the same as his own.
But culturally, Zhu Yunwen looked down on Samarkand.
In my impression, that kind of remote place should be very barren, otherwise why would Samarkand come to pay tribute every year.
To the Ming Dynasty, he also regarded himself as a minister.
Now, after seeing this building, Zhu Yunwen found that culturally, Samarkand, or those places that were once considered very remote and barren, seemed to have an incredible culture.
This affected Zhu Yunwen's cultural pride to a certain extent.
In order to be more realistic, I asked Pi'erma Heima to draw a few more pictures.
"No problem, wait a moment, I can still draw many churches. Over there, we have many churches of various styles. Maybe Brother Yunwen will like them."
Pirma Heima said with a smile, then picked up the charcoal pen and started drawing.
Different from the painting form in the Ming Dynasty, Pierma Heima used the sketching method that was more popular in later generations and focused more on realism.
As the direct grandson of Timur, Samarkand was playful and alcoholic.
But I also received higher education since I was a child.
In Central Asia, painting and music are considered basic qualities of nobility. In this area, Pirma Heima cannot be called an artist, but his level is considered to be quite high.
As the lines were outlined, new paintings soon appeared in Pirma Heima's hands.
The realistic style makes the various church buildings in this painting more clear and specific.
In addition to the church, there is also a castle that looks very impressive.
After drawing five pictures in a row, Pi'erma Heima stopped, pinched his sore wrist, and said to Zhu Yunwen: "Brother Yunwen, all the churches I have copied are here."
"This castle is my favorite castle, but I have never seen it with my own eyes. It is not under the rule of Samarkand, but in the farther west."
"I learned about this castle from a businessman. It's very beautiful. I like it very much."
"Grandpa once promised me that he would conquer the place and give me this castle as a gift."
Pi'erma's dark eyes were full of longing, and it was obvious that he liked this castle very much.
Zhu Yunwen was shocked when he looked at the castle painted on it.
From the painting point of view, the castle is located on the mountains, towering into the clouds.
The small dots in the painting representing the guards further reflect the height of the castle.
This kind of roof has a circular architectural style, which makes Zhu Yunwen, who is accustomed to the Ming Dynasty architectural system, feel a strong sense of freshness.
"First Evolution"
After watching it for a long time, I even couldn’t put it down.
Zhu Yunwen asked: "Brother Ma Hei, do you mean that your grandfather said he would launch a war against this place? Then what country does this castle belong to?"
Pi'erma Heima nodded and said: "This belongs to a very ancient and powerful country. This country was once very powerful. Brother Yunwen may have heard of it."
"In our Samarkand, we call it the ancient Holy Roman Empire. It is said that many years ago, it was as powerful as the dynasty here in the Central Plains."
"If I remember correctly, the Ming Dynasty's name for it should be 'Da Qin'."
When he heard 'Da Qin', Zhu Yunwen was naturally very familiar with it.
This 'Great Qin' is different from Qin Shihuang's 'Great Qin'.
It is called 'Great Qin' because in terms of culture, military, and prosperity, the ancient Roman Empire was as powerful as the Qin Dynasty that unified the seven kingdoms.
Zhang Qian of the Western Han Dynasty and Ban Chao of the Eastern Han Dynasty made their way to the Western Regions and opened up the Silk Road that ran through Eurasia. Its terminus was the 'Great Qin', the Roman Empire.
Thinking of this, Zhu Yunwen suddenly took a deep look at Pi'erma Heima.
From what Pierma Heima said just now, he realized Samarkand's strong military capabilities.
Since his grandfather dared to go to Rome, it meant that he had strong confidence in military strength.
As for such a majestic castle, according to common sense, it should be near the capital of the Roman Empire, similar to Nanjing in the Ming Dynasty.
After pondering for a moment, Zhu Yunwen stood up and bowed: "Brother Ma Hei, just stay here for today. We will meet again another day."
"I want to show these paintings to Grandpa Huang and eldest brother now."
"Perhaps the emperor and eldest brother are very interested and will summon you in a few days."
Hearing that he might be summoned for this, Pi'erma Heima seemed very happy and said happily: "If Brother Yunwen's eldest brother or His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty asks about it, please let Brother Yunwen know on your behalf. I will also I can draw a lot.”
"I have a deep love for painting. As long as it is something I have seen before, or something Brother Yunwen and His Majesty the Ming Emperor want to know, I should be able to paint it."
In Pierma Heima's heart, there is no concept of confidentiality.
Compared to being able to see his admirers, Pi'erma Heima was a little excited.
In Samarkand, or the entire West, due to cultural differences, the faith of worshipers is second only to the gods they believe in.
Zhu Yunwen nodded and prepared to leave. He wanted to show these paintings to his eldest brother and Grandpa Huang quickly.
At this moment, in the Kunning Palace of the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Ying was listening to Ye Yueqing's report on the capital's business.
"Your Highness, Uncle Zhang, after the brochure was circulated, many chambers of commerce have contacted us, and they all want to buy shares in the factory."
"They all seem to know that the Qunying Chamber of Commerce belongs to His Highness, so they have become very active. Originally, there were several large chambers of commerce that wanted to launch a joint boycott."
"However, after many bohous began to sell their fields to the chamber of commerce, their alliance completely collapsed."
Zhu Ying listened to Ye Yueqing's story and looked at the records in the booklet. His expression did not fluctuate much. Everything was as expected in his plan.
After a while, Dandan calmly ordered: "There is no need to rush to sell the shares. Inform Uncle Zhang and create a few qualification certificates. You must have enough financial resources to be qualified to buy shares."
"Let Uncle Zhang call together all the famous chambers of commerce, and then hold an auction to control the distribution of quotas. As for the quotas, the one with the highest bid will get it."
"The auction process will be recorded in detail at that time. We need to carefully explore how deep the bottom line of these chambers of commerce is."
"These big chambers of commerce have a very profound influence. Once we understand the basics, it will be easier to start."
