After Liu Jin caught up with His Highness, he wanted to say what he would do, but when he thought about how His Highness could really care about such a trivial matter, he stopped talking and followed carefully.
Liu Jin was right. Zhu Biao really didn't care what happened to the palace maid. It was just that his father, the emperor and his mother were returning to Beijing today and he was in a good mood, so he spared her once.
Otherwise, as usual, he will be punished severely, and the death penalty may not be possible, but he will definitely be driven out of the palace in the end. It is not that easy to climb the dragon and follow the phoenix.
Zhu Biao walked to the outside of Wuying Hall, and happened to be playing the song of Ninefold Joy inside. Luck, literary and military strategies, descendants, honor, wealth, and long-term peace and happiness."
This song is also consistent with the Wuying Palace. Except for civil servants of third rank and above, there are mostly military generals in the palace at this time. The most important thing for the emperor to return to Beijing is to gather with them to celebrate.
In the early years of the founding of the People's Republic of China, Weiwu was able to stabilize the country and had an outstanding status.
"His Royal Highness is here!"
Zhu Biao strode in with a spring breeze on his face and a smile on his face. Except for the emperor, the other civil and military officials in the palace stopped their cups and threw chopsticks and stood up to greet him. The music also stopped and became even more joyful.
"I respectfully welcome His Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness Qianqiu."
Zhu Biao first bowed to his father, then let everyone go without courtesy, walked to his own seat and sat down, and raised his glass to invite wine, making the atmosphere even higher.
The Holy Lord hangs down his clothes, promotes rites and music, marches into the Yutang Dynasty, and performs the nine-fold instrument of Xiao and Shao as a phoenix. In the middle of the sun and moon, the sky shines on the eight wastelands. The people are safe and prosperous, and the years are good.
There was nothing left to do in the banquet, and the singing and dancing were all over. Both Lao Zhu and Xiao Zhu inevitably drank too much, especially among the martial arts warriors, more than ten of them drank and lay down.
But at this point, even when drunk, they knew what to do. They all showed their loyalty fiercely with the help of alcohol, and said all the things they were usually embarrassed to say.
The love is so sincere that I am afraid that he would not be so disgusted with his newly adopted concubine on the bed. It is unknown what condition Lao Zhu is in. Anyway, Zhu Biao shuddered when he heard it. A group of five, three, thick and bearded men. Nasty words are really not something that ordinary people can tolerate.
Zhu Biao helped his father sit down, and Zhu Yuanzhang touched the familiar armrest on the throne of Jinshen Hall: "Biao'er, don't stand either."
"My son, it's better to stand for a while so that you can wake up."
Liu Jin brought the hangover soup cooked by Dr. Zhao himself and presented it to His Majesty the Emperor: "Your Majesty, please use some."
After so many years, Liu Jin had gained some dignity in front of the emperor. Although Zhu Yuanzhang didn't want to drink it, he still took it and took a sip.
"Your Highness."
"Um."
Zhu Biao treated it like tea, and slowly drank the hangover soup. A wave of heat radiated from his belly, which made him feel very comfortable, and his slightly dizzy mind became much clearer.
"The wine today is good. I heard it was a new one from outside the palace?"
Lao Zhu was undoubtedly a lover of wine, and he enjoyed the feeling of drunkenness. He relaxed on the chair and asked, "It is different from the original imperial court that strictly ordered private wine making. At the beginning of this year, the imperial court lifted the ban on alcohol and allowed people to make wine." Folk cultivation of glutinous rice wine.
Zhu Biao responded: "It's a fine wine sent by Taiyuan Prefecture. I heard that one hundred and eighty wineries will be built there within this month. I discussed with the Ministry of Household Affairs a few days ago and prepared to collect wine taxes according to the Song Dynasty system."
“Is the wine still worth the tax?”
Lao Zhu was undoubtedly a little drunk, but Zhu Biao didn't take it seriously. He took another sip of hangover soup and said with a smile: "Father, don't underestimate the wine tax. Song Taizong came to the throne and granted pardon to old officials. At the beginning of the discussion, Liquor, in honor of Gong’s supervision of Xijing’s wine, the tax was increased by 60 million yuan every year. Until the Southern Song Dynasty when the north was lost, the wine tax during the reign of Emperor Gaozong was still 13 million yuan."
This amount made Lao Zhu's vision clear up instantly. Just when he returned to Beijing, Zhao Wenjing, the Minister of Household Affairs, had already told him several times about the financial difficulties of the imperial court with a straight face.
However, when it comes to taxes, we have to think carefully. Excessive levies and miscellaneous taxes are the source of chaos in the country: "We do know that there was also a discussion about the wine monopoly in the Yuan Dynasty, but whether this is not conducive to people's livelihood, we think that the people's production of wine in exchange for wealth is too much for their livelihood. , I originally thought of integrating the liquor tax into the commercial tax."
"My father is kind and loving to the people."
My father sympathizes with farmers and despises business, and his views on economic issues are sometimes too casual, which is not a bad thing. At least it is beneficial to the people and business. If his ideas are followed, the people will use wine as their daily needs. The food is indispensable, just like the torrential flow of water.
Such an extremely loose wine administration system will inevitably greatly promote the vigorous development of the wine making industry. It will be normal for wineries to make a lot of money, but this will not be of much benefit to the court.
After hearing his son's flattery, but obviously there was more rhetoric behind it, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes quickly dissipated, and he waved his hands and said: "You have your own idea. I guess we have discussed it with the Ministry of Household Affairs, so we won't get involved. It’s up to you.”
It was really helpless to have a lot of drafts and nowhere to put them to use, but fortunately, Lao Zhu did not insist on his own way. His father had many good things, but only in the business world, bad moves occurred frequently, and he really couldn't ignore it.
The father and son chatted all the time, covering everything from the grasslands in the north to Annan in the south, Liaodong, Goryeo, and Japan, as well as internal and external political affairs. It wasn't that they wanted to do anything, but they were just used to this state of affairs.
When the night was over, Zhu Biao returned to the East Palace. The Crown Princess came out to greet her little son with a finger in his mouth. Zhu Biao had already woken up from most of his wine. She said no courtesy and stepped forward to pick up his son.
"Why are you still up so late? Where is Yang'er?"
Chang Luohua, dressed in a red dress, straightened up and said, "I have just returned from my mother's palace not long ago. Yang'er was left in the palace by her mother. It is said that my father misses his grandson so much."
Zhu Biao frowned slightly and said, "The queen only left Yang'er?"
This is not in line with the character of his mother. Even if his father had an idea and told him so, according to his mother's temperament, he would never listen. She would only leave one grandson.
Chang Luohua stepped forward and leaned on her husband: "The queen naturally wants to keep both children. It was my concubine who forced Liang'er back."
Zhu Biao did not comment, but slightly bent his head and kissed his young son's tender face. Chang Luohua also had a flash of guilt in his eyes, and he leaned forward and kissed the other side of his son's face.
Liang'er received the affection from her parents, she waved her little fleshy fists happily and giggled, and wanted to bite it back with her little tender lips covered in saliva and shining brightly to express her happiness.
Parents have far-reaching plans for loving their children. The order of elder and younger is determined by fate. Even if they are as noble as their husband and wife, there is nothing they can do about it. There can only be one heir, and there can only be one.
In Kunning Palace, Queen Ma was teasing her drowsy grandson in her arms. Her heart and eyes were full of him, and she carefully looked for the resemblance of his father when he was young in his little eyebrows that gradually opened.
The emperor arrived in front of the palace surrounded by Liu Jin and other servants, and waved them away. He did not like to have other people waiting around at the queen's place. After all, they could only say something in private.
The half-drunk and half-awake Zhu Yuanzhang walked into it with quick steps. His two precious grandchildren must be here. After walking for several months, what he really missed most was these two babies.
"Sister, sister, is Yang'er Liang'er asleep? His grandpa is back, hahaha."
After pushing the door open, Empress Ma also came out with Yang'er in her arms, who was awakened by the laughter, and scolded: "Zhu Chongba, what are you doing so loudly! Even the children were woken up by you."
Being scolded by his name completely dispelled Lao Zhu's remaining drunkenness. He subconsciously lowered his voice and said with a smile: "Hey, don't we miss our grandson? Come give us a hug."
"Take it easy."
Zhu Yuanzhang took his grandson into his arms with one big hand, and the next moment he suddenly raised it high above his head. His back was hit hard by Queen Ma several times, but he still refused to put it down.
Yang'er naturally couldn't stand this, so it was okay to be woken up. The baby felt wronged but the baby could endure it, but suddenly something came on that was so heavy in his hand and was lifted so high. It was not gentle at all and scared the baby to death.
"Wow wow wow"
"Zhu Chongba!"
"Hahaha!"
