Li Shanchang was speechless, while Liu Bowen and Zhu Yuanzhang, father and son, were also thinking about what was deep in their hearts. The atmosphere in Dongge suddenly fell silent.
After a long time, Lao Zhu's decisive voice came:
"Change! We must try our best to let the Ming Dynasty survive this hundred-year catastrophe safely and spread it throughout the ages!"
"I asked you two to come here today because I want to ask you two to help me look into the details. Is there any way to produce more food to prepare for the future?"
"Also, Mr. Liu, the 'military household system' we drafted in the early years of Hongwu is probably not going to work."
"We still need to discuss and try to come up with a perfect solution!"
Liu Bowen was stunned when he heard this. Isn’t the military household system praised by you as a good governance that “raises millions of soldiers without costing the people a grain of rice”? Why is it changing now?
But it suddenly dawned on me. I'm afraid that it was the expert who pointed out the shortcomings of the military household system in the future again.
"What a powerful master." Liu Bowen marveled in his heart. Before the military household system was submitted, I and a group of officials discussed and revised it again and again, thinking that it was a good law that could be passed down to all generations.
Unexpectedly, within a few days, the expert made His Majesty decide to change the military household system.
This must be because he saw the harm of the military household system, explained the disadvantages of the military household system to His Majesty, and even calculated in advance the chaos that the military household system would cause in the future. This made His Majesty, who was extremely conceited, change his orders at night and make up his mind to prepare for a rainy day.
Liu Bowen became more and more interested in that expert. He secretly checked Zhu Yuanzhang's face and saw that Zhu Yuanzhang did not take the initiative to explain, so he reluctantly suppressed his curiosity.
Your Majesty is not in a good mood and it is not appropriate to ask questions at this time.
Wait until later, and slowly make innuendoes, that's it...
…
The conversation is divided into two parts. Not to mention that the four monarchs and ministers were in the East Pavilion and had a heated discussion about the future of the Ming Dynasty. Let’s talk about Zhu Su’s side first.
After being retained by Queen Ma, Queen Ma personally cooked for the first time and got some food for Zhu Su. In the past few days, there were sacrifices in the palace, and Zhu Laowu's mouth was almost full of tears. Naturally, he was overjoyed and squatted next to Queen Ma, eagerly waiting for the food to come out of the pot.
"Slow down! You kid!" Seeing Zhu Su eagerly grab a bun from the steamer and throwing it around because it was too hot to hold, Empress Ma laughed and said, "You little monkey, sooner or later It's yours, why are you in a hurry? Baozi won't run away."
Zhu Su had no time to answer. He pinched both sides of the bun with his fingertips and took a quick bite. His handsome face was instantly flushed red. After a while, he exhaled a breath of hot air and said with a smile: "I haven't eaten the buns made by my mother for a long time. Hehe, Aren’t you anxious to try it?”
"You." Empress Ma, dressed in commoner clothes and wearing Jingchai, looked like an ordinary folk woman in the steamy kitchen. Seeing Zhu Su enjoying the meal, she couldn't help showing a nostalgic smile on her face, and said, "I wonder if you still remember, when you were only six years old, your father led an army to go out and ate all the food in the city that could be used as food and grass. Brought it."
"Your second brother and fourth brother complained that they were hungry at night. Mom took you to get up and steamed buns for you to eat at night."
"At that time, while my mother was holding you, she went to the steamer to get some buns for your second brother. Who would have thought that you, a glutton, would reach out to grab them, and the steamed buns would make you cry!"
As if remembering Zhu Su's crying appearance, Queen Ma nodded Zhu Su's forehead and laughed again.
"Why don't you remember..." Zhu Su blushed a little. "I was six years old at that time, but I still cried every day and asked you to hold me all day long."
"I still remember that day, when my second brother saw Baozi accidentally dropped to the ground, he cried louder than me! No matter how much he was coaxed, he couldn't be coaxed!"
"Both of you brothers are not easy to get along with!" Queen Ma said with a smile.
"Then you still remember when you were seven years old. Your fourth brother insisted on taking you to climb a tree..."
"As a result, I accidentally slipped down from the tree, and my fourth brother was beaten by you!" Zhu Su also laughed. "I still remember that time, you pushed the fourth brother under the bed. You couldn't reach him. You were so angry that night that you didn't give him food!"
"And that time during the Lantern Festival..."
"That time you and I were on the street, and a group of people suddenly rushed out and wanted to kowtow to you. It actually scared me to tears..."
in the kitchen. While Zhu Su was eating hot steamed buns by the stove, he and Queen Ma were reminiscing about the past, and the scene was very enjoyable.
"……later". Gradually, Queen Ma's voice dimmed. "Later, you became ill. You were ill for half a month. You didn't know what was going on, and you never got better."
"Mom, I prayed to God and Buddha. Finally, God and Buddha blessed me. You finally... woke up safely."
"...Yeah." Zhu Su nodded. "At that time, I just felt groggy and confused. But my mind fell into a strange situation. It was as if something hidden in the dust was gradually awakening."
"Later, I slowly remembered what happened in my previous life, and remembered that I was a time traveler who came from more than 650 years later..."
"It turns out that was then..." Queen Ma suddenly realized.
She stroked her hair, which was wet with moisture. "Su'er, what kind of person were you in your previous life?"
"Previous life..." Zhu Su's expression turned nostalgic. "In my previous life... I was just an ordinary person."
"I studied in a daze and muddle-headed way for more than ten years. Then I left the school and started working for people."
"I'm really tired! Day and night, day and night. I work so hard, but I don't know why."
"Then one day, he suddenly died. It was like a dream."
"When I woke up from the dream, I was lying in your arms, but suddenly those things appeared in my head..."
Zhu Su smiled. That tone seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
It wouldn't be wrong to say it's irrelevant. When he was asked about his past life today, he suddenly realized that the memories of his past life were so blurry. If it was about something specific, even if he concentrated on it, he couldn't remember it.
"It must be that life is too boring, day after day, with no change, so the memory is blurred." Zhu Su thought to himself. It's just that now that I am in the Ming Dynasty, the knowledge I learned because of my hobbies in my previous life will be put to use in the future.
These things must not be forgotten... Zhu Su secretly thought about whether he should find some time to record down what he could remember.
Lest they be slowly forgotten by me like the experiences in my previous life...
"Oh." Queen Ma replied. She stared at Zhu Su's face, seemingly thoughtful. But Zhu Su was thinking about recording the knowledge and didn't notice it.
It wasn't until Zhu Su yawned that she woke up from her thoughts: "Su'er is sleepy? It's already noon."
"Go to mother's Kunning Palace and take a nap. Mother will wake you up later."
"No." Zhu Su smiled and waved his hand. "My son, Jue Qian, will disturb you later."
"I'd better go back to my yard. I'm tired after eating, so don't laugh at me."
"If you don't smile, don't smile." Queen Ma looked at him kindly. "Since you don't want to go to your mother's place, then go back to your place."
"Mom will call you over for dinner in a while."
With that said, he called a chamberlain and asked him to escort His Highness King Wu back to the courtyard.
Seeing her fifth son turning back and waving to her from a distance, Queen Ma smiled tenderly and waved him away.
When Zhu Su turned around, she showed hesitation on her face. This child still remembers things from his childhood, and even the details are accurate.
And on weekdays, his filial piety to himself and concern for his brothers are not hypocritical at all.
From this point of view, it is not that the body is possessed by any evil spirit, but more like that when crossing the Naihe Bridge, I did not drink enough Meng Po soup...
Should I feel relieved?
On the other side, Zhu Su said goodbye to Queen Ma, and his face gradually darkened.
Queen Ma kept initiating the conversation, asking him to talk about his childhood. After all, he had lived in two lives, so how could he not guess that his mother was wondering if he was an evil demon who took advantage of his illness to take away his child's body?
"Alas." Zhu Su sighed silently. This was something I had neglected.
Whether it was to seize the body or to revive his memory, he couldn't tell clearly. The memories of the two lives were so intertwined in his mind that it was difficult to distinguish between them. Sometimes he couldn't tell whether he was dreaming now or whether the future world filled with steel and concrete was a dream.
Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, and butterflies dreamed of Zhuang Zhou. Is Zhuang Zhou the butterfly, or is the butterfly Zhuang Zhou?
"That's all. Life is all about the heart." Shaking his head, Zhu Su stopped thinking about this. The development of the situation in the past few years has proved that the things in my mind are generally correct.
This is enough. You can use that knowledge to exchange for a life that is more comfortable and carefree than your previous life.
By the way, let the family members you care about in this life have a smooth life.
Let this Ming Dynasty, which is full of regrets, be proud of the world!
