He is an orphan that no one wants.
Zhu Ming shrank to the side in sorrow and stretched his head to look at the three eldest nephews gathered around the table, grabbing food.
You also have to be on guard against whether the old man is sweeping over you with that sinister look.
At the table, Zhu Yunxi and the others really enjoyed their food.
The royal meals are not so rich and precious, nor are they as lavish as a dragon's liver and a phoenix's gallbladder.
As for what the people joked about, the emperor always ate white flour steamed buns and big meat buns, which was naturally just a joke.
In spring, the most common bean sprouts and grass heads in Wudi in the south of the Yangtze River only need to be blanched in water and then oiled to make a fresh and delicious dish.
The fried wormwood cake with golden sides is very seasonal, and it is also something that people in the south of the Yangtze River often eat in spring to catch up with the season.
Sauced pork elbow is a skill-less dish. The emphasis is on the sauce and the heat, and the cooks of the Xu family are very good at it.
The only chicken soup in Luzhou Prefecture is that the palace has to go to Luzhou Prefecture to buy it. The chicken soup is stewed by three-year-old hens. The top layer of the chicken soup is golden and there is no greasy chicken fat. Under the chicken soup, there are clear and clear simmering ingredients. Herbs that are not too strong.
At this time, the smooth and tender chicken is actually superfluous.
It’s not considered a luxury, and it’s not something that everyone in the world can eat, but ordinary wealthy people can still have a home-cooked meal occasionally.
He picked up the straw vegetables from Zhu Gaochi's bowl, snatched the mugwort cake, and snatched a meat-filled pork elbow from Zhu Shangbing.
After taking a sip of the fragrant chicken soup, Zhu Yunxi's mouth was full of oil and his cheeks were red in the blink of an eye.
Zhu Gaochi rolled his eyes at Zhu Yunxi angrily, and Zhu Shangbing roared like a hungry tiger guarding its food.
The two of them ate quickly at a speed no slower than Zhu Yunxi.
Zhu Yuanzhang sat aside and re-read the military and political memorials about Jiaozhi Road. He was busy holding a spoon and adding vegetables to the soup for his three eldest grandsons.
Seeing the three people eating, oil and water splashed, and bones and dregs fell all over the floor.
Zhu Yuanzhang is the boss's joy, which is even more joyful than tasting the most delicious food.
"Gurgling...burp..."
Zhu Shangbing, who had just been munching on the sauced elbow and getting his hands full of oil, suddenly put his mouth full of food into his mouth, blushed and made a sound.
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and glared, then sent a bowl of chicken soup: "You kid, no one will compete with you. After you finish eating, grandpa will ask your uncle to send someone over."
Zhu Yunxi, who was already full and drinking chicken soup, looked at Zhu Shangbing with squinted eyes, then reached out and punched him on the back of the neck.
It seemed that this punch had an effect.
The food stuck in Zhu Shangbing's mouth went down his throat and directly into his stomach.
Zhu Shangbing let out a long breath, picked up the bowl and drank the chicken soup in large gulps.
Zhu Gaochi, who had already started to wipe his mouth, looked at Zhu Shangbing and hummed, saying nothing.
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled at the closeness between his grandchildren.
He stretched out his hand to cover the memorial in front of him and said softly: "The matter of Jiaozhi Road is not about military strategy, conquest, or killing, but about saving people, calming people, clearing roads, and prospering all industries."
Zhu Biao, who was still flipping through the book, closed the book and looked over silently from the corner of his eyes.
Zhu Yunxi and Zhu Gaochi immediately stopped what they were doing.
Zhu Gaochi turned his head and looked at Zhu Shangbing aside.
There was a snap.
Then he patted Zhu Shangbing, who was about to stretch out his last elbow, to stop.
Zhu Yuanzhang continued: "My grandpa has seen your layout of Jiaozhi Road, and it is very good. It is commendable that you can do these things under the military strategy of conquest."
This is probably the same summary that parents make about their children after getting the test papers after the final exam.
Zhu Yunxi and the other three listened quietly.
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled: "The word circulation is what we use in Jiaozhi Road.
The most commonly seen words on the memorial. Chi Ge'er, the Sima who supervises the army, is using it, as is Gao Yangzhi, our Enke champion in the 25th year of Hongwu, and all the officials of the third division of Jiaozhi Road are using it.
This shows that your policy is effective and is conducive to the people of Jiaozhi Road living and working in peace and contentment, and is conducive to the long-term peace and stability of Jiaozhi Road in Ming Dynasty.
It's just the word circulation. Can any of you explain it in detail for Grandpa? "
Zhu Gaochi glanced at the old man, and then looked at Zhu Yunxi silently.
Zhu Shangbing pointed directly at Zhu Yunxi: "Grandpa, Brother Xu did this, he knows best."
Zhu Yuanzhang also smiled and looked at the silent Zhu Yunxi expectantly.
Zhu Yunxi was frowning so that he could concentrate his thoughts more.
Zhu Yuanzhang was not anxious, he just watched silently and waited for the answer from his eldest grandson, who he had high hopes for and was about to entrust him with an important task.
Zhu Biao on the side was already waving to Sun Gouer, the chief internal officer.
"Order someone to record it."
The prince gave instructions in a low voice, and Sun Gou'er immediately took the pen and ink and the small desk from the side, holding the pen in person and sitting in front of the desk, eagerly waiting for the grandson's opening.
Zhu Yunxi pondered for a long time, facing the old man, his father, and the two brothers beside him. The second book quietly raised his head not far away.
"The products of the Ming Dynasty are actually enough to keep everyone full and live a life without worries about food and clothing!"
After Zhu Yunxi finished speaking, he immediately glanced at the faces of the old man, his father and everyone else, and then carefully put his hands on the ground, ready to escape at any time from the scene that might become a bloody place.
This is a topic that will silence those in power at any time.
It deeply involves the issues of resource allocation and productivity allocation, as well as the ultimate distribution of benefits.
Today's Ming Dynasty is rich in eleven or three tracts of the Central Plains, hundreds of state capitals, tens of millions of people, and countless fertile fields.
Letting everyone have enough to eat and live a good life is definitely not a fantasy in terms of total resources.
But in the human world, it has inexplicably become something as difficult as climbing to the sky.
Carnivores are despicable.
Human desire is probably the fundamental disease that destroys mankind.
No one is willing to give the meat in his bowl to the poor people who live in a wealthy family and have no clothes to cover their bodies and no food to eat.
Therefore, there is the eternal vision of protecting all the poor people in the world.
Zhu Yunxi, who had his ears pricked up, waited for a long time, but there was no sign of anyone angrily scolding him.
With worries in mind, Zhu Yunxi silently raised his head and looked at the old man and his father who was sitting with him.
I saw my father staring at me with dark eyes and full of emotion, without saying a word.
The old man's face was full of sadness, and his expression was a bit worrying.
Zhu Yunxi looked at the two brothers aside.
Zhu Gaochi met Zhu Yunxi's gaze and frowned at Zhu Shangbing beside him.
Seeing no reaction from the other party, Zhu Gaochi put his hand to Zhu Shangbing's waist.
Pick up a piece of meat between your thumb and forefinger.
Twist clockwise to one side.
"ah!"
Zhu Shangbing, whose face was flushed, exclaimed in pain.
Then he stared at Zhu Gaochi in horror, and glanced at the old man in front of him anxiously.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at his grandchildren who were making a fuss, sighed, and looked at Zhu Yunxi with twinkling eyes: "In the 27th year of the Zhizheng period, we asked hundreds of families to inventory the acres of land in Zhili, which was comparable to the good land and population in the world. At that time, Bai Shi then told me that as long as we become emperor, everyone in the world will be able to have enough to eat..."
The emperor whispered something that happened more than 20 years ago, with a sad look on his face.
It seems to have fallen back into the situation more than 20 years ago when the Ming Dynasty was still in its infancy. At that time, the people's livelihood in the world was in decline, all industries were in ruins, and wars were incessant.
Zhu Yunxi listened silently to the old man's reminiscences.
In the twenty-seventh year of Zhengzheng, the Ming Dynasty had not yet been founded, and the old man had not yet proclaimed himself emperor.
It was not until the next year that King Wu's army captured Shandong, marched into Henan, captured Tongguan, occupied Guanzhong, and then went to Shaanxi, northern Shaanxi, Gansu, and Hebei before he ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor in Yingtian City, and the country was named emperor.
The hundred families mentioned by the old man are the founding auxiliary officials of the Ming Dynasty who were loyal to the civil servants, Tejin Guanglu, Zuo Zhuguo, Taishi, Zhongshu Zuo, and Han Gong. They were given iron certificates and their descendants inherited them hereditary. He replaced Li Shanchang, the number one civil servant in Huaiyou.
Back then, the old man asked Li Shanchang to secretly investigate the land and people in the world. Zhu Yunxi obviously didn't know about this matter.
Even Zhu Biao on the side showed a surprised expression at this time.
Obviously, everyone thought that the fish scale books of the Ming Dynasty were only started after the founding of the Ming Dynasty.
The old man was reminiscing about the past, and no one dared to speak out.
After waiting for a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang sighed, then cheered up, laughed twice, patted his thighs and said: "How could we not know how rich this world is? If the world is united, how can the people be displaced and unable to live and work in peace and contentment. How can we not be like us now, with our grandchildren in front of us and enjoying the happiness of family harmony?"
It is always rare to be united in the world.
Zhu Yunxi took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "When my grandson returns to Beijing this time, he will stay in Yingtian and do something according to his own ideas."
Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyebrows: "What about circulation?"
Zhu Yunxi nodded.
"Yu left Jiuzhou, followed the mountains and dredged the rivers, and paid tribute with the soil. Yu spread the soil, planted trees with the mountains, and laid the foundation for the mountains and rivers.
There are four distinct seasons in the world, and the eight wastelands of Kyushu are vast. People are divided by place, with different dialects, different customs, and complex products.
If the orange grows in Huainan, it becomes tangerine, and if it grows in the north of Huaihe, it becomes tangerine.
There are two crops of rice in the southeast, and three in Jiaozhi. There is only one crop in the north of the river, with wheat and millet being different.
My grandson wants the people in Peiping to be able to eat fresh lychees, and the people in Jiaozhi Road to be able to eat wheat noodles from the north. People in Sichuan Province can buy products from Shandong Province at will, and people in Shaanxi Province can buy products from Guangdong and Guangxi Province for their homes.
The yin and yang are harmonized, and merchants travel throughout the world to promote the circulation of products in the world. The court collects taxes and mediates the balance, and the people benefit from it.
With the flow of freight, the imperial court can expand its financial resources, officials can make decisions, taxes from the south of the Yangtze River can be used by the people in the northwest, and the world can live in peace and happiness. "
Zhu Biao looked at his legitimate son, inspected His Majesty, and said softly: "It is feasible to drive merchants to transport goods all over the world, and the imperial court will increase the revenue from business."
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded silently, frowning in thought.
Zhu Yunxi then said: "Shanglinyuan Supervisor cultivated the world's fine seeds. There is a total amount of land, but the yield of fine seeds is countless. They collected the best seeds from all over the world, cultivated and tested them in the Ming Dynasty. Farm the fields with more sophisticated methods, protect soil fertility, and prevent pests. All officials in the world need to Know the food of the world."
"Connecting the north, south, and east, shortening the travel time for merchants. Relaxing household registration restrictions, and people can travel freely within the same prefecture, promoting the prosperity of people's livelihood and various industries. Offering rewards for excellent folk skills, the Ministry of Industry and craftsmen should not rest on their laurels, but should forge ahead. Anything that can improve Mass production and improvement of products require praise and incentives.”
"It is forbidden to pay lavish burials, to melt money, and to sacrifice gold and silver. Steel is melted on sea ships, and refined into weapons and agricultural tools. Sea transportation is allowed to collect products from all over the world, and goods from the Central Plains are dumped."
Another long discussion was finished.
Zhu Yunxi looked up silently.
I saw that at some point in the palace, all the chamberlains and maids who were waiting around had retired, except for Sun Gou'er, who was busy writing.
The King of Qin, Zhu Ping, had buried his head in his crotch and kept silently slapping one of his ears, as if he wanted to slap everything he heard out of his head.
A smile appeared on Zhu Biao's face: "Involved in people, craftsmen, and commerce, including agriculture, merchants, sacrifices, and shipping. This trip to the Cochin Road has yielded a lot, and I have accumulated thoughts over the years."
Zhu Yuanzhang looked back at Sun Gou'er, who was responsible for recording behind him. Although his eldest grandson didn't say too much today, each item could be taken out separately for consideration.
Seeing Sun Gouer give it to him
With an affirmative look, Zhu Yuanzhang nodded.
Then he looked at Zhu Yunxi with a smile: "Now, what do you want to do?"
"My grandson wants to go back to the palace and have a good sleep."
Zhu Yunxi said the truest thoughts in his heart blankly.
In the hall, it suddenly became quiet.
Zhu Gaochi blinked twice, thinking that Brother Xi would propose to implement one or two things at this time.
Zhu Biao was also a little surprised. After his son said such words, he actually wanted to go back to the palace to sleep?
Zhu Yuanzhang was also quite surprised. He was already prepared for his eldest grandson to ask for power from him.
Only Zhu Shangbing.
Probably because he had just eaten, he breathed a sigh of relief in the silence.
Then he blinked his tearful eyes, looked at everyone blankly, and whispered softly: "Can we go to bed?"
Zhu Gaochi raised his head to the sky and sighed, covering his face with his hands.
This guy really lowered the bottom line of Lao Zhu's IQ.
Zhu Yuanzhang burst out laughing.
"Go!"
"Go down and have a good rest."
"Now that the new expedition in the south has been put down, and everyone has returned, there will be many days ahead. Grandpa will also see you all become biological children."
In the end, the old man secretly hinted at a few people.
Zhu Yunxi laughed dryly and looked up at his father.
Zhu Biao nodded and waved.
Zhu Yunxi got up with Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Shangbing.
"Grandson, please leave."
…
"Seal what I wrote today in a secret box. No one except me and the prince can read it."
After all the grandchildren had left, Zhu Yuanzhang turned to look at Sun Gou'er and gave instructions in a deep voice.
Sun Gouer nodded and accepted the order.
Zhu Xi looked at the atmosphere, climbed up carefully, and said softly: "My son also resigned."
After saying that, without waiting for anyone to agree, Zhu Xi was already holding up his robe, twirling his hands and feet, holding his breath, and was about to leave the palace.
"Stop for me!"
Suddenly, Zhu Yuanzhang stood behind Zhu Ping and shouted lowly.
Zhu Xiang's shoulders shook, his hands trembled, he bent over and turned around with his head lowered.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the second son's appearance and couldn't help but glared disdainfully: "Kneel down."
There was a pop.
Zhu Xi knelt on the ground without a trace of hesitation.
Zhu Yuanzhang gritted his teeth and stepped forward with a kick.
After kicking his dick.
Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and pointed angrily at Zhu Ping: "The errand I gave you must be done even if you don't want to do it! If anything happens today, I will serve you in front of your mother's throne for the rest of your life!"
Zhu Xi quickly got up and knelt on the ground, his head pounding like garlic.
"My son never dares to do it again."
"Never again."
…
"How dare you say you want to sleep when you are playing in front of grandpa?"
In the corridor leading to the East Palace, Zhu Gaochi looked curiously at Zhu Yunxi, whose face was full of spring breeze and showed no trace of sleepiness.
Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly, turned to look at Zhu Shangbing who was still fuming, and said softly: "It's better to talk than to do it. No matter how much you talk, it's better to do things down-to-earth."
Zhu Gaochi frowned: "What do you want to do now?"
Zhu Yunxi glanced at the gate of the East Palace not far away.
Turning to look at Zhu Gaochi: "I don't know if Xie Jin and Xia Yuanji are here. We'll talk about it after we return to the East Palace."
Zhu Gaochi nodded blankly.
He didn't even know that Zhu Yunxi was returning to Beijing today and had already called Xie Jin and Xia Yuanji to the East Palace.
The three of them finally entered the East Palace.
Zhu Shangbing said nothing, just laughed and waved his hand, threw a few words at the two of them, and asked the chamberlain of the East Palace to take him to find a place to sleep.
This child is really sleepy.
The two of them were about to go to the small study room in the East Palace to ask questions. Tang Queqing and Mu Caiyun, who had rushed over with a group of young people, had already arrived.
Zhu Yunxi tapped the heads of the second sister, the third sister, and the twenty-third uncle, pinched the faces of Tang Queqing and Mu Caiyun, and finally ordered Cailian and Caidi to boil water for him to bathe.
Then, after giving another explanation, he and Zhu Gaochi rushed to the small study room in the East Palace.
When Zhu Yunxi arrived at the small study, he saw Xie Jin and Xia Yuanji, who had indeed arrived.
"I see my grandson and the prince of Yan."
Xie Jin and Xia Yuanji stood in the courtyard outside the small study, and they came forward hand in hand and bowed in salute.
Zhu Yunxi waved his hand: "Let's all go in and talk."
The four of them walked into the small study together.
Zhu Gaochi took over the job of boiling water and making tea first.
Jie Jin and Xia Yuanji could only dryly retract their hands that were a step too late and sit side by side at the tea table.
When Zhu Yunxi took off his outer shirt, he sat cross-legged behind the tea table.
Xie Jin was the first to speak: "His Royal Highness Jiaozhi and his entourage have brilliant military achievements, smooth administration, and the newly conquered land is well managed and the people are stable. When I heard about it from Yingtian, I admired it so much that I wished I could accompany them."
Xia Yuanji, who was sitting next to Xie Jin, couldn't help but look at Xie Jin from outside, his eyes full of doubts.
How could he, Mr. Jie, still say such a thing?
Zhu Yunxi also looked at Xie Jin with a smile: "It's embarrassing for you to let the gentleman say these words."
Jie Jin looked around, blinked at Zhu Yunxi, rubbed his hands, but said nothing.
