Peiping, Prince Yan's Mansion.
This majestic Yanwang Palace is located in the Prince's Mansion in the Imperial City of the Yuan Dynasty. It is majestic, luxurious and magnificent, and its level of luxury is comparable to that of the Yingtian Forbidden City.
The royal study room.
Zhu Di was wearing a bright yellow robe and was frowning at a secret letter in his hand.
Chinese character face, long beard.
The sword eyebrows are raised, and the eyes are not angry.
He has not yet reached the age of forty, and is at his peak, with a restrained spirit.
Just sitting upright in his position, his majestic body gives off an aura of Yuan Chun Yue Zhi, and his handsome face is as calm as ever, but it can suddenly make the air around him supercharged!
The two people sitting next to him, one is a monk wearing black clothes, whose name is Daoyan; the other one is wearing a long robe and looks like a Confucian scholar, named Jin Zhong.
A monk and a fortune teller, these are the two counselors Zhu Di relies on most!
"Look at them all!"
"The court has already taken action!"
"All the caravans we sent out to purchase grain and grass were detained!"
Jin Zhong and Dao Yan passed it around one after another, their expressions a bit ugly.
Zhu Yunwen had just ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor. He couldn't wait to change the Yuan Dynasty and establish a new one, so he couldn't wait to start cutting down the vassals, which caught them off guard.
Moreover, the first vassal king he beheaded was King Zhou Zhu, the brother-in-law of His Highness King Yan. The implication of this is to knock the mountain and shake the tiger is not too obvious!
In addition, after Zhu Yunwen beheaded King Zhou, King Qi was deposed immediately, and began to secretly attack Peiping!
The new Emperor Jianwen of Jinling Court is really good at it!
"Your Majesty, we have to move quickly."
Prince Palace Chief Shi Jinzhong pointed out the key point. They are competing with the court for time now. The more preparations they make, the more they will have in the future.
Zhu Di nodded in agreement.
"I understand the truth."
"It's just about the money and food. Do you two have any good ideas?"
If you want to raise an army to rebel, raise soldiers, and save money and food, these are the most basic things.
But after planning for such a long time, Prince Yan's palace was already stretched thin, and Zhu Di was helpless about this.
Although Zhu Di is a good fighter, when it comes to money and food issues, Zhu Di is really blind, and there is really nothing he can do.
First-class in fighting, second-rate in governing, and poor in making money.
Jin Zhong and Dao Yan looked at each other, both of them were a little embarrassed.
One of them is a monk and the other is a fortune-teller. When it comes to making plans for marches and battles, both of them are top-notch counselors. But if you ask them how to make money, they are in a bit of a dilemma.
This is really not their area of expertise!
The strategy the two of them had previously formulated was to secretly send caravans to other state capitals to purchase grain.
However, this plan was limited to the financial resources of Prince Yan's palace, and now that it was discovered by the court, it was considered completely corrupt.
When Zhu Di saw this, he couldn't say much and rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.
At this moment, a report came from outside the door.
"Prince Qi, the Crown Prince is back!"
"Make him wait!"
Zhu Di was already worried about money and food. Now that he heard that the prince was back and thought of his disobedient daughter, he felt even more irritable. He had no time to care about such trivial matters.
"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince has something important to report!"
Another announcement came from outside the door, which made Zhu Di furious!
This boss really doesn’t know what’s important, what’s important, how to advance or retreat!
Fortunately, Jin Zhong spoke hurriedly and tried to persuade him from the side: "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince has always acted steadily, why don't you listen to his opinion?"
Someone asked him to go down the steps, and Zhu Di agreed with a dark face.
However, he had always disliked the fat son of his eldest son, so he didn't have much hope.
Soon Zhu Gaochi walked in sweating profusely. He was extremely exhausted from traveling all night.
Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Zhu Di felt a little angry in his heart.
"What do you have to say?"
"The king and the two gentlemen are discussing business!"
The implication is that this is a reminder to Zhu Gaochi not to talk about Zhu Wanqiu, which is a joke.
Jin Zhong and Dao Yan wisely did not interrupt, silently stood up and prepared to say goodbye and leave.
After the business talk, the next step is family matters.
But before they could speak, the prince immediately took out Su Yang's salt-making process.
"Father, the money and food issue can be solved."
"This is a salt-making process that can refine mineral salt into snowflake salt!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar!
Snap!
There was a crisp sound and the tea cup fell to the ground.
"Your Majesty, what did you say?!"
Zhu Di stood up suddenly, as if he heard thunder.
Jin Zhong and Dao Yan said in shock in unison, looking at him in disbelief.
The bodies of the three people were undulating violently, as if they had been struck by lightning!
"Your Majesty, what did you just say?"
Jin Zhong asked with hope, and was not in a hurry to leave.
"Chi'er, do you know what you are talking about?"
Mineral salt can be refined into snowflake salt?
What nonsense are you talking about?
That mineral salt is poisonous!
"Yes, Father, this is what I saw with my own eyes. That Su Yang used mineral salt to refine fine snowflake salt!"
In case Zhu Di didn't believe it, Big Fatty ordered someone to bring in the bag of salt and opened it directly in front of the three of them.
Su Yang?
Who is this?
It sounds familiar.
Zhu Di didn't think much, still digesting the shocking news.
Jin Zhong and Dao Yan hurriedly stepped forward to check, then stretched out their hands to taste it, their expressions suddenly became a little strange.
This salt is crystal clear and has a pure taste, just like the fine snowflake salt.
Wouldn't the prince just bring a bag of snowflake salt and make fun of them?
"Your Majesty, is this salt really refined from mineral salt?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, this matter is not a joke!"
Jin Zhong and Dao Yan asked questions one after another, not believing it at all!
Toxic mineral salt can be refined into snowflake salt. Are you bragging about it here?
Zhu Di was also a little suspicious, and then he took a look at the salt-making process, but he couldn't see anything special about it.
"Ahem, Chi'er, please tell me in detail, what's going on with this craft and this salt?"
Zhu Gaochi was stunned when he heard this. Didn't you let me say it?
However, he didn't think too much and honestly told everything about his trip to Fangshan.
Zhu Di was expressionless at first, but as he listened, his expression gradually darkened.
"Wait a minute!"
"The Su Yang you were talking about before..."
"Isn't it the refugee from Xiaowan's family?"
Zhu Gaochi smiled stiffly and nodded directly.
"It's that bastard boy!"
"This salt-making craft is Su Yang's betrothal gift for marrying Xiaowan!"
bride price?
That Su Yang?
"Asshole!"
Zhu Di was instantly furious and threw the salt-making craft in his hand to the ground.
what is this?
Did Zhu Di sell his daughter for money?
"How can he, a damned refugee and untouchable like Su Yang, marry the princess of Prince Yan's palace?"
"I will never agree to this marriage. What a bullshit betrothal gift. I will send people to kill him right now!"
"Father, you must not do this!" Zhu Gaochi had already been prepared, "Xiao Wan is determined to marry that boy, and he will even force her to die!"
"What's more, Su Yang's betrothal gift is not bad at all! Not only can it solve the urgent needs of the palace, but it can also help the palace survive the desperate situation..."
"Father, you must put the overall situation first!"
Seeing that the Crown Prince had said this, Jin Zhong and Dao Yan had no time to question, so they all gave words of advice.
"Your Majesty, you should put your great cause first!"
"Yes, Your Majesty, if this salt-making process is real, it's not impossible..."
"Bald thief, what did you say?" Zhu Di glared at Dao Yan, wishing he could punch the old monk.
Xiaowan is his most beloved daughter!
"Your Majesty, to put it bluntly, if we lose, we will be in dire straits and there will be no way out!"
Monk Dao Yan was so determined that he risked being hammered and said this.
As soon as he heard these words, Zhu Di fell silent.
Jianwen’s desire to kill him will never die!
If he loses, Prince Yan's palace will be slaughtered by everyone, leaving no chickens or dogs behind!
Therefore, he cannot afford to lose this battle, and he absolutely cannot lose!
"Father, let's practice first and see if it doesn't work. If it doesn't work, we can go to trouble that boy Su Yang!"
Da Pang Pang gave Zhu Di a compromise and gave him a step up.
Zhu Di snorted coldly when he heard this, and reluctantly agreed to the proposal.
Only then did Big Fatty lean over and pick up the priceless salt-making craft, and handed it over again.
Prince Yan glanced at it very arrogantly and did not reach out to pick it up. He just ordered coldly.
"Let the craftsmen in the house try it now!"
"Let's go see it together!"
