"Grandpa Huang, Grandpa Huang!"
In Yingtian Mansion, Jinshen Hall, the main hall where the emperor's imperial memorials were supposed to be solemn and solemn, today a child's voice came. Lao Zhu was still sitting behind a pile of papers with a deep frown on his face. Suddenly, when he heard this sound, he unexpectedly threw away the memorial in his hand and walked down the steps quickly. '
"Our great grandson! Where is our great grandson? We clearly heard the sound, but why did he disappear?"
Seeing Zhu Xiongying hiding behind the pillar with one eye exposed, Lao Zhu obviously saw it but pretended not to. This was the favorite game between grandfather and grandson. Lao Zhu deliberately circled around until Zhu Xiongying couldn't hold back his temper and laughed out loud, and he picked Zhu Xiongying up.
"Grandpa Huang is so stupid that he can't even find his grandson."
"Hahahaha, our grandson is smart. It's normal for us not to find him." He carried Zhu Xiongying up the imperial steps, placed him directly on the side of the large dragon chair, and said with a smile, "I'm not following your father today. Are you learning to ride a horse? Why are you here to see Grandpa Huang again?"
"Could it be that you miss Grandpa Huang?"
"No, it was mother who brought Ying'er into the palace. Father was too busy. Ying'er had just ridden the pony for a while when his father was called away by a group of white-bearded uncles." Zhu Xiongying said in a sweet voice. Lao Zhu was startled when he heard this. He knew that Biao'er had always been busy. In recent years, under his deliberate arrangement, Biao'er had been in charge of more and more yamen, and his affairs were naturally becoming more and more busy.
But their family always kept in mind Lao Wu's advice that children must be accompanied by their parents when they grow up. Therefore, Zhu Biao must spend two days every month not to worry about court affairs and to concentrate on accompanying Zhu Xiongying.
Today is the day for Zhu Biao to "take care of the baby". Logically speaking, as long as there is no serious matter in the court, all ministries and offices are not allowed to disturb Biao'er. Why were the courtiers summoned him today?
I was about to call Erhu and ask what happened in the court. Unexpectedly, Zhu Xiongying rolled his eyes and reached into his arms with his little hand: "Grandpa Huang, I heard that you are going to celebrate the Longevity Festival. Can Ying'er give you a gift?"
"Huh? Our great grandson is so filial! But Grandpa Huang's Longevity Festival still has some time left, and it's not yet time..." Seeing Zhu Xiongying's face slumped as if he was about to cry, Lao Zhu quickly comforted him: "Don't cry, don't cry. Grandson said that today is our longevity, so today is the day. Come on, show grandpa what treasure you want to give him?"
Only then did Zhu Xiongying turn from crying to joy. He happily took out a stone from his arms and showed it to Lao Zhu with his little hands: "Grandpa Huang, look, this is what those white-bearded uncles just dropped on the ground. Ying'er saw it. This stone is so beautiful that I want to pick it up and give it to Grandpa Huang."
"Grandpa Huang, do you like such a beautiful stone?"
Lao Zhu looked at the "stone" and couldn't help but frown. The stone in front of me is completely yellow, and its radiance flows under the sunlight. How could it have been an ordinary stone?
It is clearly a piece of natural gold!
"Ying'er, tell me, Uncle White Beard gave this stone to your father?" Lao Zhu's face gradually became serious. Could it be that someone dared to bribe the prince? That’s not right either. Biao Er has always been upright and will never leave Ying Er because of taking bribes.
Moreover, this gold has a natural shape and is obviously not melted gold. There is a broken corner on one side, perhaps cut from a large piece of irregular gold. Even if someone wanted to bribe the prince, they would not use such irregular gold and would definitely melt it in advance.
Moreover, Biao'er's temporary departure would never be because of such trivial matters as bribery.
When he was questioning Zhu Xiongying, he saw that Zhu Biao, Ru Taisu, and Liu Bowen had entered the palace together. Behind Zhu Biao, there was a small yellow man holding something in his hand. Stepping into the palace from afar, Zhu Biao said with joy on his face: "Father, father, what a great joy!"
"Oh? Why are you so happy?" Lao Zhu hugged Zhu Xiongying aside and asked curiously.
"Father, please take a look." Zhu Biao turned his body to one side, revealing the thing held by the small yellow door behind him.
I saw that the thing was shining with gold, and it was a large piece of gold nugget!
"Just now, the cargo ship returned to Beijing from Japan under the command of fifth brother has arrived in Yingtian. After receiving the news, I went to the dock to check."
"Father, does he know what the fifth brother has sent? A whole shipload of gold ore! The entire cabin is filled with glittering gold, which almost blinds the child!"
"Fifth brother and his Da Ming'er Langs have successfully controlled Sado Jinshan and have begun to produce it!"
"What!" Lao Zhu looked overjoyed and couldn't help but stand up and quickly walked to the small yellow door. Xiao Huangmen quickly knelt down and raised the tray in his hand high. Lao Zhu ignored him and directly grabbed the nugget gold with his big hands.
This time I grabbed it, I just felt it was heavy. Someone seemed to have cut off a small piece on the side, which should be the corner in Da Sun's hand. From the cross section, the inside is also completely clear and yellow. What a piece of nugget gold in good condition!
Even though it is impossible for a whole ship of gold mines to have such a quality, as long as it is half or even one-fifth of the purity, a whole ship of gold is enough to make the Ming Dynasty's finances much better.
Not to mention, there is an entire gold mine and an undeveloped silver mine in Japan!
"Hahahahahaha, well done, Lao Wu! Well done! God bless me!" After several years of work, the results finally came to fruition today. It has been several years since I set the goal of conquering overseas, and getting these ships of gold is my first harvest. Taking this first step, Lao Zhu suddenly had a sense of reality that he was beginning to break the curse of reincarnation in the Ming Dynasty. "There are still people in the DPRK who think that sending troops overseas is an act of militarism."
"When these ships of gold are put into storage, we'll have to see who else dares to say ours is wrong!"
"Your Majesty, although this is a great joy, it is wrong to interrupt His Majesty's joy, but I have another matter, and I dare not ignore it." Liu Bowen came forward and said, with a serious tone, Lao Zhu's mood was instantly pulled away from the ecstasy. Come back.
"What can be done that can be greater than taking over Sado Jinshan?" Lao Zhu waved his sleeves and felt that he was now rich and powerful. "Just play it."
"It's a long story, here's the thing." Liu Bowen said.
It turns out that all of this has something to do with Zhu Su's old days of flying hot air balloons into the sky to teach the three elders of Pingyang a lesson.
At that time, there was a businessman named Tao in Jinan. Although this family started in the Yuan Dynasty, they helped greatly during the rise of the Ming Dynasty. Therefore, after the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, they also found a job as a grain chief and became an official. And because his family's wealth was abundant, it was comparable to that of a family of ten thousand households, so people at that time did not call him by his first name, surname or position, but just called the head of Tao's family "ten thousand households".
This Wanhu is also a strange person. He doesn't like official career, and he doesn't like wine, sex and wealth. He just wants to fly to the sky. It is said that he once wanted to tie fireworks and firecrackers to a bamboo chair in order to use the power of gunpowder to propel him to fly into the sky. He even said that he would die for it and he would be happy to do so. It was only because of the persuasion and obstruction from my family that I was unable to take action. However, Wanhu's desire to fly to the sky has never died, and he still wants to find an opportunity to use this method of "flying fireworks" to see the sky.
This idea was stopped by my family, and people at that time felt that with the nagging appearance of Wanhu, they might really leave their wealth and family behind, and be blown up by that gunpowder chair. Dead.
Wanhu himself has always been thinking about his dream of flying to the sky. Until one day, a piece of news came from the merchants:
His Highness the Fifth Prince of Beijing built a big ball that could fly into the sky, and took the famous Pingyang Three Elders for a spin in the sky!
(End of chapter)
