"Grandpa, this is the settlement account for this Cuju competition."
In the Huagai Hall, Zhu Yunxi lowered his head and held an account in both hands and sent it to Zhu Yuanzhang, who had a calm face.
Prince Zhu Biao, who was sitting nearby, held a memorial in his hand. He raised his head slightly and glanced at his son, then lowered his head and ignored what was going on here.
There was nothing strange about the old man's face.
But it was just like this that made Zhu Yunxi, who was sneaking around with his head down and looking at the old man secretly, a little uneasy.
It was just a Cuju match that lasted less than an hour.
A total of more than 230,000 taels of silver were accounted for.
Zhu Yuanzhang's heart was turbulent, his mood was up and down, and he felt indescribable.
He snorted coldly.
Zhu Yuanzhang threw the accounts aside and picked up a report from his side.
However, he raised his head and glanced sideways at his eldest grandson standing in front of him.
Zhu Yuanzhang snorted twice, with a sneer on his lips: "In response to the Tianfu report, 127 people fell into the Qinhuai River today, 105 were rescued, and 22 died."
Only so much to die?
Zhu Yunxi was about to speak when he glanced at the old man's sinister eyes, immediately closed his mouth, swallowed the words that came to his lips, and hurriedly lowered his head again.
"A life of ten thousand taels is really valuable!" Zhu Yuanzhang sarcastically mocked Zhu Yunxi, and slapped his palm on the armrest: "If there weren't ordinary people here, I would be able to take off your skin right now!"
Hearing this, Zhu Yunxi couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
The old man turned out just as he expected.
People's lives are truly valuable.
Those gentry and merchants?
These are the people the old man has killed the most over the years.
If you could get ten thousand taels of silver by killing these people, I'm afraid the household department of the Ming Dynasty would have been buried long ago.
Zhu Yunhe took two steps forward on tiptoes and arrived in front of the old man. Then he knelt down and smiled silly at the old man with a smiling face.
"Grandpa, in the twenty-seven years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there have been countless luxuries in the world. The imperial court's current tax reform is also to mediate the reconciliation. Otherwise, the rich will become richer in the world, and the poor will never get ahead. .”
"If it were put in a storybook, the things my grandson did would be called robbing the rich and giving to the poor."
Snapped!
In the side hall, after the palms and the melon seeds on the head came into close contact, a clear and loud music bloomed.
Zhu Yuanzhang stared, and after spanking his eldest grandson, he stretched out his hand to pinch his cheek: "You, you, are robbing the rich and giving to the poor? Are you going to have a war in the future where chivalry uses force to break the law?"
Zhu Yunxi held the old man's palm with both hands, freed his face from the old man's palm, gritted his big white teeth and shook his head like a rattle: "You don't dare, my grandson doesn't dare to break his own laws."
Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at it and hummed: "This time, if it stays like this all day, no matter how deep the Qinhuai River is, it will become a smooth road."
Zhu Yunxi immediately echoed: "My grandson is just doing this, and I can settle the account later. Don't worry, grandpa, my grandson will definitely keep the promise that people are not allowed to bet. You can't turn a good thing into a bad thing." It caused public dissatisfaction."
"Just stick to the bottom line."
Zhu Yuanzhang spoke leisurely.
Just a few gentry and merchants died.
To him, it was just a number like twenty-two as he said.
Zhu Yunxi stood up, bowed and nodded: "My grandson knows."
"Go, grandpa, you don't have to wait here anymore, go and do things outside."
Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and began to chase people away, then threw aside the report from Ying Tianfu and the accounts of the Cuju competition, which was considered to have exposed the matter.
Zhu Yunxi cupped his hands and glanced at the old man, then slowly pushed away.
When he was about to go out, he had just arrived in front of the prince's father, but before he could say goodbye.
Zhu Biao stood up with a smile and put his hand on his son's shoulder.
Zhu Yunxi was a little puzzled. He was about to ask with doubts in his eyes, but he felt a force on his shoulder, and his father held him in his arms and let him walk outside.
Exiting the side hall and crossing the threshold of the main hall.
Zhu Yunxi finally couldn't help turning his head and looking sideways at his father.
"Dad, if you need anything, just tell me. My son will go up to the mountain of swords and into the sea of fire, but he will still get it done for you!"
At this time, what Zhu Yunxi said was obligatory, sonorous and powerful.
Zhu Biao stretched out a hand and placed it in front of his son, with a smile on his face and remained silent.
?
Zhu Yunxi frowned and said suspiciously: "Dad, what do you want to do?"
Dad, has he become a fool from reading?
Zhu Yunxi couldn't help but hesitate.
Zhu Biao stared at his silly son who had not reacted yet. He suddenly blew his beard and stared angrily: "Money!"
"The three thousand taels of silver... No! It's thirty thousand taels of silver!"
"Give it back to me!"
Zhu Yunxi's eye sockets were visibly dilated and rounded.
Then, under Zhu Biao's gaze like a stupid son, Zhu Yunxi burst into laughter.
From the moment when I couldn't keep my eyes open with laughter, to laughter, and finally to laughter until my stomach twitched, I could only squat on the gold brick floor in front of the Huagai Hall.
Bang bang bang.
The gold bricks in front of the Huagai Hall were slapped by Zhu Yunxi.
Zhu Biao's face gradually darkened.
"That's Gu's money!"
"Dad..." Zhu Yunxi laughed so hard that he was out of breath. He raised his head and looked at his father, and then laughed again.
Seeing that the prince was about to get angry and show his majesty as an old man.
Zhu Yunxi finally calmed down.
"Give!"
"Dad, don't say thirty thousand taels, it's three hundred thousand taels. If you ask, I'll get my son for you!"
"After a while, my son will ask someone to send you your three... thirty thousand taels of silver."
The household department is the household department, and the internal money is the internal money.
The salary of the Ming Dynasty clan is salary.
When Zhu Biao heard that his son really wanted to send 30,000 taels of silver, he took it seriously and nodded with satisfaction.
Then he glared at his son again, and Zhu Biao said solemnly: "Seeing that you are about to get married, these 30,000 taels of orphans have to buy things and give them to those two girls."
After saying this, Prince Zhu Biao looked like he had been raising pigs for more than ten years and was ruining the good cabbage in other people's cabbage fields, and he felt pity for other people.
Zhu Yunxi finally got up from the gold brick floor and held his father's arm: "This money was originally used to supplement the son's marriage."
Zhu Biao immediately turned his head, showing disbelief.
Zhu Yunxi said seriously: "The Taisun Mansion on the Jiuqu side of Qingxi was built by the Ministry of Household and the Ministry of Industry after his son was canonized as the grandson. It cost a lot of money. The national treasury was consumed for his personal affairs. My son always felt uncomfortable. Appropriate.
The handicap tax payment for the Cuju competition can be regarded as filling this gap.
As for the expenses for the son's marriage, although it was an expenditure of internal funds, there was no amount of internal funds left in the palace these years. In the past few years, it was barely enough to support the court, and it was only in the past two years that things got better.
Although my son has no ability now, he has grown up. He can't keep asking for money from his family. The internal money must be reserved for grandpa and you to reward the meritorious soldiers of the court for the New Year. "
From the beginning to the end, Zhu Yunxi never mentioned a word. In addition to the above purposes, he also had the reason of cutting off the leeks of the wealthy gentry and merchants of the Ming Dynasty.
Cutting leeks.
It can only be done but not said.
Zhu Biao took his son's wrist and said with a serious face: "Not only must we keep the bottom line as your grandfather said, but we must not exploit the little remnants of the people. We must also take care of the end of the stick, and we must not always endanger lives. A lawsuit is coming.”
Zhu Yunxi nodded hurriedly: "Don't worry. In the future, those people will always win. Only when they lose and win can they follow common sense. But in this handicap, you will never lose if you are the banker."
There is no such thing as a banker losing money.
This is Zhu Yunxi's bloody lesson a long time ago.
Just don’t mention it!
Zhu Biao saw that his son had already considered everything, so he said no more and waved his hand.
"Go ahead. Don't cause any more trouble these days. Just guard the sweet potato field in Shanglin Garden. Wait for the wedding ceremony to be completed and give your grandfather some great-grandchildren."
Zhu Yunxi squinted his eyes: "You also want to hold your grandson, right?"
Prince Zhu Biao immediately raised his eyes and stretched out his palms, making an angry look.
"Looking for a fight!"
"Get out of here!"
…
"quick!"
"Faster!"
"Be sure to return to the capital before dark!"
On the official post road from Taiping Mansion to Yingtian City, a group of people rode horses at a gallop, driving their horses towards Yingtian City without raising their heads.
Walking at the front was Xie Jin, a Hanlin scholar from Wenhua Palace and holding a whip in his hand. His face was covered with black dust and he was wearing a dusty robe. He led the horse and turned around to roar from time to time.
Several followers followed Xie Jin closely.
One of the servants pressed his chapped lips, glanced at the sun that had set on the top of the mountain, and said in a hoarse voice: "Bachelor Jie, we will be outside Yingtian City in half an hour, so we might as well enter the city. Bachelor I rushed all the way back to Beijing from Taiping Mansion and didn’t drink a sip of water, so I’d better rest for a while.”
Jie Jin didn't even look back and went to Yingtian City wholeheartedly: "It is such a great joy and a blessing for the country. I dare not delay it for a moment! Please bear with me for a moment. After entering the capital, I will go to the Taisun to ask for your credit. reward."
Several of the subordinates, who were already thirsty and sweating profusely, failed to take the opportunity to persuade Xie Jin to rest so that they could rest for a while and regain their composure. They could only grit their teeth and continue on their way.
It was not far from Taiping Prefecture (today's Ma'anshan City) to Yingtian City.
However, things turned out to be urgent today, and it was a happy event that only happened after noon. After confirming it, Xie Jin ordered his troops to return to Beijing to report the matter in person.
The whole journey was non-stop, without taking a breath, just to rush back to Tiancheng as quickly as possible.
How could Xie Jin dare to rest at this time? That was something that was personally confirmed by Zhang Jianjiang, the first official of the imperial dynasty who was in charge of the prison.
It took years and years and countless money and food to accomplish this.
Knowing how much time and effort it took to solve the problem, he knew the importance of this matter to Taisun.
Especially after seeing it with my own eyes, I am even more certain.
Ming dynasty.
I'm afraid there is going to be a big change.
Before the city gate closed, Xie Jin and his party finally entered the Zhengyang Gate with their horseshoes beating. They continued to gallop as usual, and finally reined in their horses and stopped in front of the Hongwu Gate.
"Walking around the Wenhua Palace, Xie Jin, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, has something important to tell His Highness the Grand Sun."
The retinue who followed Xie Jin back to Beijing showed his waistband and shouted loudly to the imperial troops guarding Hongwu Gate.
Xie Jin was a frequent visitor to the palace, and the imperial guards in front of the Hongwu Gate did not dare to hesitate to stop him. After confirming that it was Jie Jin himself, they immediately removed the obstruction in front of the palace gate and released Jie Jin and drove straight into the palace.
The servants were not allowed to enter, so there were soldiers of the imperial army following behind, fearing that something might happen to Jie Jin who was walking in a hurry.
"Scholar Xie, please slow down. Don't let anything happen."
"His Royal Highness is in the palace today. Scholar Xie does not need to be so anxious."
The imperial guards followed Xie Jin and loudly persuaded and exhorted him.
Jie Jin turned a deaf ear.
Running all the way through the Qianbu Corridor, when they arrived in front of Chengtian Gate, they saw that Jin's feet gave way and he fell to the ground with a clatter.
Two Forbidden Army soldiers nervously stepped forward to support Xie Jin.
"Master Xie, are you okay?"
Xie Jin pointed towards the inside of Chengtian Gate: "Go! Go and report to the great grandson, happy event! Great happy event! The general will be the supervisor! The matter is done!"
The two Forbidden Army officers looked at each other with doubts in their hearts.
Could it be that all the remnants of the former Yuan Dynasty on the grassland suddenly died?
But Bachelor Xie doesn't care about this matter.
Seeing that the two of them didn't respond, Xie Jin immediately roared: "Go!"
A Forbidden Army soldier was shocked: "You are interested in Scholar Jie, and walk slowly. I will report to the palace."
After saying that, he rushed into the Chengtian Gate and rushed towards the palace behind the Meridian Gate.
Because Xie Jin was extremely eager, the Forbidden Army soldier used all his strength to run with the wind at his feet.
Pass through the Meridian Gate and arrive in front of Huangjimen Square.
It originally took half a day's work, but it only took the imperial army as long as a cup of tea.
Entering the main area of the palace, there are also the figures of chamberlains and palace maids.
Several young chamberlains saw that the Imperial Guards in front rushed in in such a hurry, and immediately stepped forward.
"What happened to be so reckless in the palace?"
The officers and soldiers of the Forbidden Army were out of breath and gasped: "Xie Xue Xie... Xie Xue Xue... quickly go to the great grandson... Xie Xue Xie is very happy... big joy... go quickly..."
Several young chamberlains raised their brows.
Xie Jin was a frequent visitor to the palace, a popular person in front of the grandson, a walker in the Wenhua Palace, and everyone knew that he would be a candidate for a high-ranking official in the Ming Dynasty.
Seeing that the Forbidden Army officers were so anxious, the servants turned around and ran towards the East Palace without even listening to what they were saying.
The little chamberlains passed through the palace gate one after another and rushed to the East Palace.
When he arrived in front of the East Palace Gate, he ignored the questions from his colleagues guarding the palace gate and said hurriedly: "Quick! Report to Your Highness quickly...Jie...Jie Bachelor...Jie Bachelor is happy!"
"Quick pass!"
"quick!"
Is Xie Jin happy?
The servants in the East Palace raised their brows, with a hint of suspicion on their faces.
I wanted to verify something, but I saw the eager faces of the servants who came to deliver the message, so I didn't care about anything else and turned around and went into the East Palace to find the grandson to report the news.
At this moment, the East Palace.
Zhu Yunxi was guarding the empty room, frowning and looking helplessly at the young twenty-third uncle Zhu Huang jumping up and down in front of him.
Tang Queqing and Mu Caiyun had already moved out of the East Palace and went to the mansion of Duke Xinguo in the city.
Zhu Huang, who was originally either following Sister Tang or Sister Mu, now has two sisters, so he has no choice but to hang around in front of his eldest nephew again.
"Uncle Twenty-Third, it's time for you to sleep."
Zhu Yunxi was helpless, this guy was really ungrateful.
Because Tang Queqing and Mu Caiyun moved into the East Palace before, this kid forgot about himself and spent all day hanging out with the two girls, eating and drinking, and now he has developed into a chubby person.
Now, after the two girls left the palace, the boy remembered him.
Zhu Huang, who wished he could go to heaven, stopped, tilted his head and blinked his round eyes at Zhu Yunxi: "In the past... Sister Tang would tell me stories before I went to bed, and Sister Mu would also make Yunnan snacks for me. .”
"So you see you still have some good teeth now!" Zhu Yunxi said with black lines on his face.
Zhu Huang was not afraid of being frightened now. He held his head high and said, "Sister Mu told me that the teeth are changing now and they will grow back in the future. You lied to me before!"
This kid knows more and more and can't be coaxed anymore.
Zhu Yunxi sighed, then changed his face, and said quietly: "Uncle Twenty-Third, do you know what a night owl is?"
"What is it? Even the royal cats in the palace cannot eat it. Can night owls eat it?" A stream of glistening saliva flowed from the corner of Zhu Huang's mouth.
Zhu Yunxi stretched out his hand to slap his forehead, and then stared: "Speaking of which, night owls are evil beasts that have been bred from ancient times. They only appear at night. Night owls are also the hungriest at this time, and they don't eat anything else. Because they are little Children are all sweet-smelling, so they have been eating those sweet-smelling children who are not sleeping at night since ancient times!”
After finishing speaking, Zhu Yunxi opened his arms, opened his mouth wide, and let out a low roar like a wild beast.
Zhu Huang immediately put his feet together, tensed his whole body, shrank his head, and rolled his eyes to both sides, as if he wanted to find the night owl hiding in the dark.
Then suddenly, at a speed invisible to the naked eye, he had already rushed into Zhu Yunxi's arms.
"I'm going to sleep now."
"Hurry up and put me to sleep!"
Zhu Yunxi raised his lips.
Little brat, I can’t scare you anymore?
With a slight cough, Zhu Yunxi looked outside: "Caidie, take Uncle Twenty-Third to have a rest."
Cai Die came in and picked up Zhu Huang, who didn't dare to raise his head, and left.
Zhu Yunxi was about to call Cailian in to help him wash up.
Then I heard something coming from outside.
"Your Highness, I'd like to pass on the message from the front. I hope you'll be happy, Master Xie."
"Is Xie Jin happy?"
Zhu Yunxi walked out of the house with a shocked face, stood in front of the door, and looked at the chamberlain who came to report.
This topic is really too...
Appalling.
The waiter lowered his hands and paused, not knowing how to explain.
Zhu Yunxi smiled and waved his hand: "Is it the news or the person? I want to see how happy Mr. Xie Jinjie is and how many months she has been pregnant."
The chamberlain was completely confused at this time.
I actually forgot to ask about these reasons. It was all my fault to the little chamberlains in front of me!
But soon, someone else came over to report.
"Your Highness, Academician Xie is already on his way to the East Palace."
Zhu Yunxi was also very curious at this moment, and waved his hand: "Go ahead, don't let Mr. Xie move too far and cause fetal infection!"
After he finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing again.
It’s just who the child’s father is.
This question will have to be asked carefully later.
(End of chapter)
