early morning.
The cries of birds and insects weave a pleasant awakening song.
Rubbing his slightly sore arms, Chu Ze woke up from his sleep in a daze.
And every day when I open my eyes, I see several maids have prepared today's replacement clothes, toiletries, etc.
After half a month, he has almost become accustomed to the pedantic life of being waited on.
He shamelessly stood up with a small white flag, opened his arms and let the maids move around on top of him.
"Master, Hu Xiangguo has sent invitations again."
When Chu Ze came to the living room refreshed, another invitation was placed directly in front of him.
And the inviter was still Hu Weiyong.
The reason for the invitation was still to marry a concubine.
Looking at the invitation handed over by the servant, Chu Ze couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly.
Sending the invitation for the first time can be said to be a test, but after only one day, I couldn't wait to send the second invitation.
This is no longer a test, but a demonstration!
"I ordered someone to tell him that I have received the invitation and will go there."
Looking at the invitations placed on the table, Chu Ze smiled slightly and directly asked the servant to go and reply.
As for himself, he stuffed the invitation on the table into his sleeve.
Then he got up and prepared to go to the palace.
The life of two points and one line is stable, but it still has a sense of fun.
Especially in the test site, with the increase in personnel investment and the number of experiments.
Something can be learned almost every day.
The most intuitive thing is that the prototype of the double-barreled shotgun that Chu Ze wants to make has basically been completed.
And not only that, because of the emergence of springs, he has even begun to try to make multi-shot French shotguns.
He only needs to tell a principle and how it works, and the craftsmen will follow his ideas and continue to try and explore.
Although the progress is slow, there are many people and there are many directions to try.
The wisdom of working people cannot be ignored.
Especially when they are given a steady stream of materials to build, and if they succeed once, they can get a bonus that they can't earn in half a year.
In Chuze's testing site, in addition to various weapons or chemicals, he also organized a large number of experienced farmers to carve out an area in the testing site and let them try to make home-made fertilizers. Compost fermentation and other work.
Agriculture, science and technology, military.
As long as Chu Ze can think of it, he will arrange for people to try it, and learn lessons and accumulate experience from each failure.
Of course, the ones that are progressing a little slower are the formations of the alchemists.
If other groups of experiments failed, at most they would have wasted materials and time.
On their side, if one of them fails, his life will be lost.
Therefore, the cost of failure is the highest here, and it is also the most short of manpower.
When Chu Ze set off towards the palace under the leadership of a group of followers.
As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the palace, he saw a smiling Zhu Xi waiting for him at the entrance of the palace.
"Mr. Chu Ze, you came just in time. You can't ask me to wait for you here. If you are here, I will ask you to go directly."
"Oh? Your father"
Chu Ze looked at Zhu Xi, who had obviously been waiting here for a long time, and pondered for a moment.
Without thinking too much, he nodded and followed Zhu Xi's footsteps.
But when Chu Ze came to Zhu Yuanzhang, he found that Lao Zhu seemed to be particularly leisurely today.
Holding small scissors in his hand, he was concentrating on pruning a row of small landscape trees.
From time to time, he would take a few steps back and tilt his head for a while.
He looked extremely relaxed and at ease.
"Your Majesty is in great spirits today!"
"If you want to say that we have nothing to do, just say so directly. Don't flatter those who have something but don't have it. I have a hard ear and won't listen to soft words."
Chu Ze looked at Zhu Yuanzhang strolling in the courtyard, and he said hello casually and naturally.
But as soon as he spoke, Zhu Yuanzhang's somewhat deep voice came directly to him.
Then, after Lao Zhu put down the small scissors in his hand, he turned around and looked at Chu Ze with disgust in his eyes.
"Why, have you learned to be polite? If you want to sit down, sit down by yourself. If you want to drink tea, pour it by yourself. Don't expect me to serve you."
After Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, he sat down and poured himself a cup of tea.
After Chu Ze heard what he said, he smiled and sat down in front of Zhu Yuanzhang unceremoniously.
And he directly reached out and took the teapot placed in front of him, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it silently.
"Is your kid really not afraid of death, or are you simply ignorant of reverence? You are so open-minded in front of us. Sometimes I really want to kill you. I get angry when I see you. of."
Seeing Chu Ze who was really not polite at all, Zhu Yuanzhang put down the cup in his hand helplessly.
But Chu Ze didn't take Lao Zhu's complaints seriously at all.
He just silently put down the tea cup in his hand, and then stared directly at Zhu Yuanzhang, waiting for his next words.
"Boy, we came to see you today mainly because I wanted to say thank you to you. Biao'er, thank you for your troubles."
Under Chu Ze's gaze, although Zhu Yuanzhang was a little reluctant, he finally spoke.
"We don't know as much about some things as you do. We also had people try your soap and other things. After washing, the clothes and body really felt very comfortable."
"Although we don't know if what you did is of any use, at least we have to thank you."
"Biao'er is our hope for the rest of our lives. With him here, our Ming Dynasty will not collapse too early."
"Boy, you have worked hard during this time. We all see the things you do openly and secretly. Although you definitely have your own selfish motives, at least you have never done anything to offend our Ming Dynasty. Son."
Regarding Zhu Yuanzhang's words, Chu Ze just listened and did not make any statement.
He looked at Zhu Yuanzhang as always, waiting for his next focus.
Chu Ze didn't believe that he specially called him here today, just to say thank you to him.
This is not Lao Zhu's style.
"Why do you kid keep looking at us like this? You should say something."
"Well, Your Majesty, why don't we just tell you if you have anything to do? I'm actually quite busy at the testing site. If there's nothing to do, there's no need to say thank you. Let's do something practical, give some money or something. Yeah, or pretty Persian beauties or something like that.”
"Forget it, you'd better shut up."
I originally thought that it would be awkward to do this alone, but I thought about letting Chu Ze strike up a conversation.
As a result, as soon as this guy opened his mouth, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately regretted it.
As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhu Yuanzhang even wanted to ask someone to sew his mouth shut.
"I don't want to beat around the bush with you anymore. Since you have said that the removal of the prime minister system is obviously not feasible, we have now thought about it. Since it can't be done anymore, then we won't do it anymore."
"We indulged Hu Weiyong in the first place in order to get rid of the prime minister system. Now that this matter can no longer be done, it is time for him to move out of this position."
In front of Chu Ze, Zhu Yuanzhang did not hide anything and put his original plan directly in front of him.
After all, Chu Ze logically knows all these things.
Sometimes, although Zhu Yuanzhang disliked talking to Chu Ze, he had to admit that he felt much more relaxed when talking in front of Chu Ze.
After all, he basically has no secrets in front of this guy.
"Hu Weiyong is indeed not suitable for sitting in this position. He is very capable and very ambitious. It's a pity that it is like that in the end..."
"But what does this have to do with me? Your Majesty, please don't tell me that you plan to let me take his place!"
After Chu Ze heard Zhu Yuanzhang mention Hu Weiyong, he naturally nodded along.
Hu Weiyong is a man who is determined to retaliate and cannot see the situation clearly.
Thinking that he can compete with Lao Zhu is probably the stupidest self-evaluation he has ever made in his life.
To put it mildly, this is because I don’t have a clue.
"Let you take the position of prime minister? You really think highly of yourself... We have been restricting you now, and as a result, your kid is still teaching Biaoer some messy things all day long."
"If we put you in the position of prime minister, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"
"We asked you to come here because I want to hear if your boy has any suitable candidates for prime minister."
"Except for yourself, of course."
…
After hearing that Zhu Yuanzhang did not want to push himself into the position of prime minister, Chu Ze also breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
This was the only time I went to court, and I fell asleep in the court hall.
If he was allowed to do this a few more times, he would probably suffer a nervous breakdown.
However, when he heard that Zhu Yuanzhang actually wanted him to recommend a suitable candidate for prime minister.
Chu Ze looked at Lao Zhu with a frown.
"Your Majesty, are you testing me? Do you want to see if I will push someone I am more optimistic about and then form a gang like Hu Weiyong?"
"We are not as narrow-minded as you think. It's just that the plan all along was to directly get rid of Hu Weiyong and then remove him from the position of prime minister, so we didn't pay attention to the issue of who can succeed him at all."
"Now, we have to think about this matter again. Your boy should be quite familiar with the celebrities of later generations, right? You can directly recommend a suitable candidate to us."
…
Allow me to recommend a suitable candidate for prime minister?
Where can I go and recommend it to you?
During the Hongwu period, you killed almost everyone who deserved fame.
After Hu Weiyong's incident, there was no longer the position of prime minister.
Who else can be famous as prime minister in the future?
Um...it seems like there really is one.
Prime Minister in black, Yao Guangxiao!
However, this guy is from Yongle, and he probably won't be Zhu Yuanzhang's prime minister.
"What? Is it difficult to see you like this?"
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Chu Ze, whose expression was a little uncertain for a while, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Don't tell me that after Hu Weiyong, there won't even be a single capable person left in our Ming Dynasty, right?"
Zhu Yuanzhang's face turned even darker when he thought of this.
After Chu Ze heard his speculation, he quickly waved his hand.
"That's not the case. There are still many great people, but... there aren't many that I can remember."
"Then tell me who you remember!"
After hearing that it was not Hu Weiyong that Ming Dynasty could no longer produce any talents, Zhu Yuanzhang's face looked better.
Facing his question, Chu Ze also pondered for a moment.
"Those who are relatively well-known and good at internal affairs... Yongle has a group of people named Sanyang. These three should be the top internal affairs personnel."
"After them, there is Yu Shaobao who turned the tide and extended the Ming Dynasty's life for two hundred years."
"Anything after that will be of little value if you say it."
"As for the rest, to be honest, I don't know much about it. After all, you have eliminated the position of prime minister. After that, it will not be so easy for talented people to get ahead."
"But, my suggestion is that you should choose it yourself. After all, there are only a few people I can remember."
"Uh... don't think about it, why are you looking at me like that?"
After hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's inquiry, Chu Ze just casually named the person he was familiar with.
However, when he finished speaking, he looked up and found Zhu Yuanzhang staring at him with a very strange expression.
At this time, Chu Ze hadn't realized what was going on.
Facing Zhu Yuanzhang's oppressive gaze, he subconsciously asked.
"Prolong the life of the Ming Dynasty for two hundred years..."
Looking at Chu Ze who was still a little confused, Zhu Yuanzhang repeated part of what he just said word for word.
And when Zhu Yuanzhang mentioned this sentence, Chu Ze suddenly realized that he seemed to have said something that he shouldn't have said...
"Haha...what's that? Your Majesty, don't take it seriously. It's just a rumor...what's this coming from? Well...if there's nothing wrong, should I leave first?"
Knowing that he had spilled the beans, Chu Ze stood up and wanted to run away.
However, as soon as he stood up, he found that Zhu Yuanzhang's hand had touched the scissors beside him without any trace.
"You have two options now. Let me explain to you first. What is going on in extending the life of the Ming Dynasty for two hundred years?"
"Didn't you also say that our Ming Dynasty has only been passed down for more than two hundred years, and two hundred years of it were extended by others..."
"We think it would be more appropriate for you to explain this matter clearly to us."
"As for the second option, you can continue to act stupid, and then we can let you go now."
"But..."
While Zhu Yuanzhang was speaking, the scissors in his hand opened and closed unconsciously a few times.
But his eyes looked at Chu Ze's lower waist with some evil intentions.
"We heard that you slept very well at night. You pulled the maid in your arms and hugged her all night, but it was just a hug."
"You said you sleep so deeply, what if a thief accidentally breaks into your home?"
While Zhu Yuanzhang was speaking, the scissors in his hand slowly cut off a branch that had been pruned earlier.
Looking at the branches that fell to the ground, Chu Ze felt an inexplicable chill in his lower body...
(End of chapter)
