In the 16th year of Zhizheng, Zhu Yuanzhang entered Jiqingfu City, which had not yet been renamed Yingtian.
Ming Dynasty has been operating in this city for thirty-six years.
In the past thirty-six years, Yingtian City has gone through a lot of ups and downs, from a prefecture in the Yuan Dynasty to the capital of the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Yuanzhang also built Yingtian City into an almost iron-clad existence in these thirty-six years.
There are many stories that happen in this city every day. Many people of all kinds come to Yingtian City, and countless people leave Yingtian City.
Several Jiangnan old Confucians who were well-known among scholars suddenly gathered in Yingtian City. This matter could not escape the eyes and ears of Jin Yiwei. Even if the Jin Yiwei didn't notice a few old things that were half buried in the loess, the secret guards who had now handed over the prince to Zhu Yunxi were still able to notice it.
A few old guys who were about to be buried in the ground would not go to Yingtian City under the pretext of studying abroad for no reason.
For these people who read more books than they eat, the only possibility is for others to travel and study them. Not to mention, they launched Enke to divert attention from Lao Zhu’s family because they wanted to implement tax reform.
The two women, Tang Queqing and Mu Caiyun, held Kuai Zi in their hands and tried to hold Zhu Huang back into the pot.
Tang Queqing reminded in a low voice: "His Highness is getting angry waiting for you. He does not allow others to destroy unprepared delicacies."
Zhu Huang looked at the nephew of the emperor's grandson in front of him while holding back his mouth. He held back his mouth even more, and the saliva from the corner of his mouth couldn't stop flowing.
He blinked his aggrieved eyes and looked at Tang Queqing, shouting regardless of seniority: "But...Sister Tang, I'm hungry..."
Mu Caiyun quickly turned her head and looked away. She had been deceived by the Twenty-Third Prince's trick several times.
Tang Queqing smiled bitterly and patted Zhu Huang on the head: "Twenty-third prince, you called me the wrong senior again."
Zhu Huang's face was full of grievance, and he reluctantly stretched out his hand to pull Tang Queqing's sleeve: "But I'm really, really hungry!"
Devour
Tang Queqing looked at Zhu Yunxi aside with bright eyes, and then said to Zhu Huang: "Why do I remember that when I left the palace, His Highness gave the twenty-third prince three whole meatloafs to eat? If you want it, I'll ask His Highness. Have you given the twenty-third prince meat pie?"
"No!" Zhu Huang immediately exclaimed in a low voice and shrugged his shoulders. Then he looked past Tang Queqing with worry and fear on his face and looked at the nephew of the emperor's grandson by the boat window. He shook his head and said cautiously: "I'm not hungry anymore. !”
Tang Queqing suddenly stopped laughing and shook his head helplessly.
aside.
Zhu Yunxi had no time to worry about how little Uncle Twenty-Third could throw the old Zhu family's face into the rolling waters of the Yangtze River outside just for a bite to eat.
He looked at Wenhuadian walking and Hanlin bachelor Xie Jin, who were sitting opposite each other.
"It's time to let the old man out of the city."
Jie Jin, who originally thought that the emperor's grandson was going to get down to business after scolding, was stunned for a moment, then realized what he had done and quickly put the old tofu that had been cut into pieces in front of him into the stew pot beside him.
Zhu Yunxi pushed the sauerkraut in front of him to Xie Jin: "Put the sauerkraut."
Xie Jin was confused, but he could only obey and put the chopped pickled cabbage into the pot.
Sun Cheng waited until all the ingredients were put into the pot, then closed the lid, and slowly waited for the stew pot to boil again and make a gurgling sound. At that time, it was time to start eating.
And this time.
Xie Jin finally finished his work and couldn't help but forget to take a look at the Lion Rock outside the window, which looked very small due to the distance.
The Yashe on the mountain is naturally invisible.
But Xie Jin still said: "Presumably, those old gentlemen are still in that elegant house."
Zhu Yunxi snorted coldly, and instantly the movement under the boat canopy became quieter several times.
He said solemnly: "If it weren't for the sake of everyone's dignity, we would have asked Jiang Yu to send a few Jinyi guards in to hear what they were talking about."
Jie Jin leaned back.
He didn't believe this at all.
This is a complete lie. When did Jin Yiwei ever care about other people's dignity when doing things?
Even if two Jinyi guards in Feiyu uniforms were sent to the officials' homes, they could only pretend that they had not seen these Jinyi guards.
Xie Jin smiled: "My grandson also wants to be a fisherman."
Zhu Yunxi glanced at Jie Jin and said quietly: "We didn't want to catch them all, but these fish just hit the fishing net. We can't starve ourselves. Let's release these fish, right?"
Jie Jin did not answer the question in a hurry. Instead, he turned to look at Sun Cheng beside him and shouted, "Isn't Sun Qianhu's pot of fish good enough?"
"Hurry, hurry, the third master didn't hurry. Did Xie Xie not eat yesterday?" Sun Cheng replied cursingly, but he still opened the lid of the stone pot that was already boiling and making a gurgling sound.
Suddenly, a stronger aroma instantly filled the entire cabin.
Sprinkle a handful of chopped chives evenly into the pot.
The stone pot with thick white smoke and fragrance was moved by Sun Cheng to the table in front of several people.
Xie Jin immediately put his hand into the white smoke, swaying from side to side and fanning it. Soon the smoke dispersed, revealing a pot of fish stewed with old tofu and pickled cabbage that was still bubbling.
The fisherman on the bow of the boat is very discerning and picks out the fattest river fish with the most roe in the belly for slaughter.
This also resulted in the stone pot being filled with plump, golden fish roe that had been stewed.
Everyone couldn't help but swallow their throats and swallowed hard.
If it weren't for the presence of the emperor's grandson, the rules would not be lost.
I'm afraid this pot of fish stew has disappeared from the pot at this moment.
Even the twenty-third prince Zhu Huang, who was impatient and kept complaining that he was hungry, could only look at the stone pot with his mouth shut and eyes under Sister Tang's gaze.
Zhu Yunxi looked helplessly at these hungry people, feeling like he was the chief of a tribe thousands of years ago.
He picked two pieces of fish roe, a few pieces of tofu, and filled some fish soup. There was no fish meat at all. After putting them all into the bowl, he winked at Xie Jin and left the cabin.
As soon as Zhu Yunxi walked out of the cabin, there was a rush for food.
Zhu Yunxi was holding a bowl and squatting on the edge of Class A, looking at the Lion Rock in front of him.
After a while, Jie Jin also came out with a bowl.
Zhu Yunxi just raised his head for a moment and said silently: "At this time, the fish meat is not as delicious as the fish roe, and it doesn't have the fairyland taste of the fish soup."
Jie Jin suddenly wanted to put the bowl in his hand on the forehead of the person in front of him, but he could only think about it secretly.
In the end, I could only say sadly: "I must be able to defeat them..."
Zhu Yunxi was stunned for a moment, feeling that what Xie Jin said made sense. He looked at the fish roe in his bowl, and finally silently gave a piece to the great scholar Xie Jin.
Xie Jin took a big mouthful of fish roe with satisfaction, swallowed the jujube wholeheartedly, and said with a smile: "My grandson wants to catch fish, and the net has been opened, but my grandson is not afraid. This net will not be able to be closed by then." Come up?"
Zhu Yunxi had already finished eating the fish roe and took a sip of fish soup with satisfaction: "If we can cast the net, we can close the net. At this time, they probably think that the students from Jiangnan are more powerful."
Xie Jin wanted to nod, indicating that he agreed with this issue. But after thinking about it, he stopped the idea.
Zhu Yunxi looked at Xie Jin: "Brother Gentleman, do you think they are now discussing how to resist the imperial court's investigation of the number of acres in the world? Will they destroy fields to resist the imperial court's investigation of the number of local acres?"
"Destroy the fields! This..." Jie Jin hummed hesitantly. He raised his head several times to observe Zhu Yunxi's face, and then whispered: "They don't dare to do the matter of destroying the fields..."
Nowadays, the Ming Dynasty has finally managed to keep most people full. If at this time, the land was destroyed because of resistance to the imperial court to check the number of local acres.
It was hard for Xie Jin not to think that by then, fertile farmland all over the world would be destroyed and local food production would be reduced.
At that time, people who did things like destroying fields could not have enough to eat. But among those common people, I am afraid that none of them can have enough to eat.
That is the precursor to chaos in the world!
In order to suppress and eliminate the signs of chaos, according to the temperament of the current emperor, I am afraid it is time to go on a killing spree.
But Zhu Yunxi snorted: "They dare! There is nothing that they, a bunch of bad-ass people, dare not do. So what if the world is in chaos? It is my Zhu family's world that is in chaos, not theirs. That's it. It's a change of dynasty, or at worst, a change of family, but they are still living a peaceful and enjoyable life of singing and dancing!"
Xie Jin's heart skipped a beat when he was told that, and he always felt like blood-red scenes were flashing in front of his eyes.
Suddenly, Xie Jin opened his mouth and said, "Your Highness intends to let them serve as examiners for this year's examination?"
Zhu Yunxi showed a smile on his face: "You are quite right about this. If we don't let them get the examiner's seat, how can we catch them all in one go? Now, let them fight for a while, let's just sit on the shore and watch what happens. , it’s better to wait until the end to reap the benefits.”
Jie Jin opened his mouth, but swallowed it back.
He now always feels that the emperor's grandson does not attach much importance to important national affairs such as Enke, which can be extended to the fact that the emperor's grandson is dissatisfied with today's Confucianism.
This made him very confused and depressed.
Zhu Yunxi had already finished the caviar and fish soup in the bowl and stood up: "Let's go, I still have things to do when I return to the city. If you have nothing to do in the past two days, come with us to visit Laoshan Palace, where spring plowing is about to begin. "
Jie Jin stood up in confusion: "Just to see the spring plowing?"
Zhu Yunxi thought for a while: "Actually, it's not just for spring plowing. We have found a few craftsmen to put it in Laoshan Palace and asked them to make a few things. I think it will be ready now. Let's go and see how it works."
Xie Jin nodded in agreement.
And Zhu Yunxi was already looking at the mighty river in front of him.
Who is the fish under the river, and who is the fisherman on the boat?
Everything was doomed from the beginning.
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