Qianqing Palace, family banquet.
Zhu Di looked very good.
After all, his dream grandson is back.
There were only four people at the family dinner today.
Yongle Emperor Zhu Di, Prince Zhu Gaoxu, Zhao King Zhu Gaosui, and North American King Zhu Zhanji.
It's just that the four of them had their own thoughts and were all busy eating, and the atmosphere was not very harmonious.
Seeing this situation, Zhu Di couldn't help but sigh.
He also understood the conflict between the prince and the North American king. After all, he almost had his brains knocked out back then.
Now that they are forced to eat at the same table, it would be strange if the atmosphere could be good!
But he understands, Zhu Di doesn't want to see their uncle and nephew continue like this.
After all, he will soon give the throne to Prince Zhu Gaoxu, and his death is approaching and he will not live long.
Zhu Di hoped that before he died, he could see Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Zhanji reconcile, at least they could no longer confront each other like before.
This is the only legacy that Zhu Di, as his grandfather, can leave to Zhu Zhanji.
"Zhanji, how is the situation over there in North America?"
After a long silence, Zhu Di spoke first and broke the silence.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhanji immediately put down his chopsticks and sat upright with a solemn expression.
"The North American continent is truly a treasure land with its fertile land and diverse species."
"The native barbarians are still in the primitive tribal stage where they eat raw hair and drink blood, so they pose no threat to our army!"
"Sun Chen has established a separate dynasty in North America and occupied most of the territory of the North American continent. He is preparing to cultivate his health for a few years and then send troops to South America to unify the entire America!"
Zhu Zhanji did not hide it, but directly stated the current situation of North America's division of dynasties.
After all, he returned to the Ming Dynasty this time, firstly to see Grandpa Huang for the last time, and secondly to try to attract another wave of aid.
Considering the deep relationship between Zhu Zhanji and Grandpa Huang, Grandpa Huang must not want to see him suffer hardship in North America!
Zhu Di nodded happily after hearing this.
This grandson went to North America for seven years to develop, and he has indeed grown a lot.
Compared with the impetuous and irritable grandson of the past, Zhu Zhanji now has a bit of a king's bearing.
Zhu Di is naturally very happy that his grandson has grown up.
"Prince, you know the North American side quite well, don't you have anything to say?"
Then Zhu Di looked at Zhu Gaoxu again and started to call the names directly.
Seeing this situation, Zhu Gaoxu sighed helplessly.
There was an irreconcilable conflict between him and Zhu Zhanji.
The death of his confidant Zhang Fu and the death of his good brother Zhu Gaochi were all inseparable from that little bastard Zhu Zhanji!
Especially after that, the fight for the throne broke out. Zhu Zhanji, a little beast, even wanted to poison him, Zhu Gaoxu. It can be said that he would do anything to seize the throne!
Therefore, Zhu Gaoxu has a very bad impression of Zhu Zhanji, which cannot be reconciled with just one or two sentences.
Zhu Gaoxu didn't want to come to today's family dinner. If Zhu Di hadn't given the order to die, he wouldn't have wanted to eat at the same table as Zhu Zhanji.
Even after arriving, Zhu Gaoxu was immersed in eating quietly and didn't want to talk to them at all.
However, now that Zhu Di asked the question personally, Zhu Gaoxu could not ignore it.
"The American continent is actually very similar to the Central Plains, both located at the same longitude and latitude!"
"So whether it's temperature, climate or wealth, the American continent is comparable to the Central Plains."
"This means that all existing food crops in the Central Plains can be successfully planted on the American continent!"
"When the King of North America returns to America, he can bring some grains with him. This will greatly speed up the development of the North American dynasty!"
Hearing this, Zhu Zhanji's face lit up.
After all, he can now see that the person who really calls the shots in this Ming Dynasty is the prince in front of him, his second uncle Zhu Gaoxu.
So after Zhu Gaoxu opened his mouth, Zhu Zhanji could bring back a batch of supplies this time.
"Thank you, Uncle Zhanji!"
Zhu Gaoxu didn't answer, just mentioned it briefly, and continued to work hard.
Zhu Zhanji touched a soft nail and froze in embarrassment.
The atmosphere became awkward again, full of weirdness and weirdness.
Seeing this situation, Zhu Di sighed in his heart.
Fortunately, Zhu Gaosui has always been a troublemaker, so he said carelessly: "Father, you don't know!"
"My eldest nephew, the North American dynasty is indeed too backward, and the production technology is too backward!"
"It's pitiful that my eldest nephew doesn't even have decent clothes, and he is still wearing the same clothes he brought with him back then!"
Zhu Gaosui deliberately mocked, not giving Zhu Zhanji any face.
Unexpectedly, his ridicule fell into Zhu Di's ears, but it made Zhu Di feel very distressed.
After all, he was Zhu Di's most beloved grandson. How could he live such a miserable life?
If you don't even have decent clothes, then why should you be the King of North America?
Which of those overseas vassal kings does not live a better life than his grandson?
When he thought of this, Zhu Di couldn't sit still.
However, he didn't understand the production technology, so he could only place his hopes on Zhu Gaoxu.
"Prince, Zhanji is our own child after all. Can you think of a way to solve his current predicament?"
Hearing this, Zhu Gaojiu raised his head again and glared at Zhu Gaosui fiercely.
You're a pickpocket, can you shut up if you can't speak?
Zhu Gaosui felt the prince's gaze and immediately lowered his head in fear, not daring to say anything anymore.
"Dad, don't worry."
"The last time Lao San and Hou Xian went to North America, they had officially established diplomatic relations with North America!"
"Furthermore, having traveled so many new routes, the fleet is quite experienced and will soon be able to start trade between the two countries!"
"North America is similar to our Central Plains. There are also many local specialties. When the trade between the two countries begins, both sides will get what they need, and the North American dynasty can also develop through this!"
Carrying out trade between the two countries is a good thing that is mutually beneficial.
Especially for North American dynasties, it can accelerate their development.
Zhu Di nodded after hearing this, but he was still a little dissatisfied.
"Prince, why don't you send a group of master craftsmen from the Royal Manufacturing Bureau and the Craftsmen's Guild to help Zhanji?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhu Zhanji's eyes suddenly lit up.
What does he lack most now?
What is lacking is talent!
Especially technical talents from all walks of life!
If he can bring back a group of master craftsmen, his North American branch will definitely develop by leaps and bounds!
Grandpa Huang still loves me and loves me!
Zhu Zhanji was looking forward to it happily, but unexpectedly Zhu Gaoxu poured cold water on him.
"This is impossible!"
"All craftsmen who have received the title of Grand Master Craftsman are national treasures of our Ming Dynasty and must not be left out easily!"
"Furthermore, the treatment of the master craftsmen is very generous now. They have no worries about food and drink and are highly respected. They are crazy and stupid to be willing to go to North America to share the hardships and suffer!"
Zhu Gaoxu's words were extremely rude and directly expressed his attitude.
Go away, you still want a master craftsman!
After so many years of training, how many master craftsmen have I trained?
Why are you, Zhu Zhanji, just waving my hand and wanting to poach the peaches directly? Why do you think so?
"Prince!"
"They're just craftsmen!"
Zhu Di was angry and his eyes widened.
Deep down in his heart, craftsmen were still humble, so how could he still dare to disobey the emperor's orders?
Zhu Gaoxu glanced at him coldly, stood up and left, too lazy to talk nonsense to him anymore!
"You rebellious son..."
"Don't take advantage of the master craftsman, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind!"
Zhu Di: "!!!"
Zhu Zhanji: "!!!"
