"Guo Qing is sick?"
Zhu Di was also shocked when he received the report from those hundreds of households.
Baihu hurriedly said: "Go back to your highness, I will go to the Guo Mansion today on the order of Zhu Changshi to invite Guo Changshi to come to the palace! Guo Changshi told us this, the general looked at Guo Changshi's expression as if He also looks a little sick!
Let us ask His Highness for a few days' leave! "
Zhu Di nodded slightly, "I understand, please step back!"
"I will obey the order!"
When the hundred households exited the hall, Zhu Di ordered Ma He on the side: "Bring some nourishing items and go visit Guo Qing for us!"
"Yes, Your Highness!"
Ma He quickly took the order.
Then, he hurried to the inner palace.
After a while.
Ma He then led two chamberlains and carried a lot of nourishing treasures to the Guo Mansion.
…
"This slave has met Guo Changshi!"
In the main hall, Guo An lay slumped on the bed with lifeless eyes, looking sick.
Seeing Ma He, he just waved his hand feebly, "You don't have to be so polite, kid. Tell me, what's the matter with His Highness sending you here?"
Ma He felt warm in his heart and quickly said respectfully: "Back to Guo Changshi, His Highness heard that you were feeling unwell, so he asked your slave to bring some nourishing treasures and come to see you!"
"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."
Guo An looked grateful, "You go back and report to His Highness that I am just a little tired and suffering from some wind and cold, so I feel a little uncomfortable. I will be fine after a while of rest!"
"In this way, this slave will not disturb Guo Changshi!"
Ma He's expression softened and he said quickly.
"Sorry to trouble you!"
Guo An waved his hand slightly, "Er Niu, go and send Ma He!"
"Slave, please leave!"
Ma He saluted Guo An again, and then left Guo Mansion with Er Niu seeing him off.
"Feeling cold?"
In Prince Yan's palace, Zhu Di breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Ma He's report.
"Your Highness, that's exactly what it is!"
Ma He quickly replied.
Zhu Di sighed, "In that case, let Guo Qing have a good rest!"
"Yes, Your Highness!"
Ma He responded.
However, a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes.
No matter how he looked or heard it, he felt that Guo Changshi was pretending to be ill!
But how could a diligent person like Guo Changshi pretend to be ill?
Thinking about it, Ma He shook his head slightly and stood aside respectfully, ready to listen to Zhu Di's orders.
…
And in Guo Mansion.
When Guo Erniu came back to report, Ma He and the two young chamberlains had indeed left.
Guo An quickly lifted off the quilt, picked up a plate of snacks from the side, then walked to the window with a cup of hot tea, and lay down on a recliner paralyzed again.
Squinting his eyes slightly, he stuffed a piece of snack cake into his mouth, and then took a sip of tea, enjoying the rare sunshine in winter very leisurely.
night.
After some tenderness.
Liu Baiwei said cautiously, "If my husband doesn't like the official position of Changshi, why don't you resign, and I'll go back to Shunde Mansion to live in seclusion!"
"Um?"
Guo An was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "Sister, I misunderstood, we like this official position of long historian!"
Liu Baiwei said: "Then why have you been pretending to be sick these past two days? ... Moreover, your husband has never been willing to lead troops to fight! Once your husband leaves, it will be another year!"
"well!"
Guo An sighed softly, "Sister, in today's world, even if you resign for your husband and go back to Shunde Mansion to live in seclusion, you may not be able to settle down."
Liu Baiwei complained a little: "But it's better than my husband, as a civil servant, always leading troops to fight outside!"
"It is indeed wronging the girl to let her take care of those two boys alone!"
The strength in Guo An's hands couldn't help but become heavier, soothing him up and down.
“However, sister, don’t worry, as long as we survive these few years and the situation in Ming Dynasty changes, my husband will no longer have to hide overseas like this.
At that time, I can also win a fiefdom overseas for the little boy at home! "
"manor?"
Liu Baiwei's expression changed and she said hurriedly: "Husband, is it possible that His Highness Prince Yan wants it?..."
"Do not think too much!"
Guo An chuckled, "You heard it too, His Majesty has issued an imperial edict allowing the vassal king to send troops to attack those vassal states.
In just a few years, my husband was confident that he would turn Goryeo and Japan into feudal kingdoms of His Highness King Yan.
If we attack a few more vassal states, His Highness King Yan will definitely not treat me and other heroes badly! "
Liu Baiwei said again: "Husband, my Guo family is just a small family with a long history. What do you want with that fiefdom? Even if it comes, there will be no soldiers to defend and no one to rule!"
Guo Andao: "It doesn't matter, everything will be available by then!"
"Husband, His Highness Prince Yan wants to..."
Liu Baiwei's eyes were filled with worry again.
"Girl, don't think too much!"
Guo An comforted him, "My husband is very cautious and never does anything that I am not sure about. As for the fiefdom, my husband is just thinking about it in his heart now."
All of this still depends on the development of Prince Yan's Mansion in the future! "
"I see!"
Liu Baiwei breathed a sigh of relief.
Guo An continued: "In the future, you should pay more attention to the newly recruited servants. If there are any wrongdoers, send them to the orchard or send them away!"
Liu Baiwei was shocked, "Husband?..."
Guo An smiled softly and patted Liu Baiwei to signal her to calm down, "With the growth of Prince Yan's palace, some people in the court will inevitably be worried.
As my husband is the chief historian of Prince Yan's palace, those people must want to monitor my husband as much as possible.
However, the husband would often guard Japan or Goryeo.
And home is their target.
However, girls don’t need to worry too much.
After all, my husband is just a small official of Prince Yan's palace, and he is not worthy of them going to war! "
"Don't worry, husband, I will definitely take good care of my family!"
Liu Baiwei also calmed down now, with a determined look on her face.
"There's no need to be so nervous. Maybe, after a hundred years of being married, no one will come to our house."
Guo An, on the other hand, looked relaxed.
Liu Baiwei said quickly: "Husband, please don't say such unlucky words!"
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore..."
Guo An stopped talking.
He had already said these words last time. This time, after hearing about the illness, I couldn't help but want to say it again.
However, since that person has begun to fall ill, it proves that his memory is correct.
Although I don’t know whether that person died of illness, drowned in a river, or was scared to death by Lao Zhu...
But, in the end, the course of history will not change just because of his little butterfly.
The most important thing is that Lao Zhu trusted his sons too much and believed that their sons were the real assistants of the court and the next emperor, Zhu Biao's great assistants.
Powers and troops were given one by one. Not only were major local events and troop movements reported to the local vassal king, but court ministers were also required to bow down and pay homage when they saw them.
Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao can still tolerate it when they are in power, but when the next generation comes to power, they will definitely not be able to tolerate it.
Moreover, those gentry and ministers would not let a group of ancestors stand above their heads who asked them to kneel down and serve them wherever they went.
Even if there are no Huang Zicheng and Qi Tai, there will be other Zhou Tai and Huang Xiaoru who will step forward to cut down the vassal and curb the power and power of those vassal kings!
In the end, no matter what, Prince Yan's Mansion will not survive safely.
Especially, Prince Yan's Mansion is in such a state of development!
Of course, no one is thinking about this at the moment.
At this moment, everyone is just pretending to be Prince Zhu Biao. He only needs to rest for a few days to recover.
Perhaps, Zhu Di had a faint feeling that Guo An had been planning something.
…
After New Year's Eve.
Zhu Di asked Zhu Fu, the chief official, to summon the chief officials from Tongzhou, Miao County, Wuqing County, Zhigu, and Dagu.
Under the repeated harvesting of Lao Zhu's guillotine, the officials of the entire Ming Dynasty, especially the chief officials of various states and counties, can be regarded as a group of practical officials.
Even if they don't have any real talent or knowledge, they are definitely not incompetent officials, or corrupt officials who only want to plunder the people's wealth and enjoy themselves.
Hearing that Zhu Di was going to build a cement avenue in their territory, leading directly from Beiping City to Dagukou.
All the officials were full of excitement.
They knew that just building a cement avenue from Tongzhou Zhangjiawan Pier to Beiping City would bring great benefits to the gentry and common people around this avenue.
Although this is partly due to the Zhangjiawan Wharf.
However, in the cold winter, the canal froze.
Dagukou is just like Zhangjiawan Pier. If you are lucky, it is not impossible for Dagukou to become another Zhangjiawan Pier.
This cement avenue is their greatest achievement during the past three years.
Moreover, according to the usual arrogance of Prince Yan's Mansion, the cement consumed by this avenue must be provided by Prince Yan's Mansion.
Even the labor conscripted by their various states and counties will be paid by the Yan Palace.
Thinking of this, a group of prefects and county magistrates said with excitement: "Please rest assured, Your Highness, King Yan, that the ministers and others will actively cooperate with the King of Yan's Mansion and recruit enough labor."
"There is no need to force labor conscription!"
Zhu Di glanced at the prefects and county magistrates lightly and said: "Serving is all voluntary, and of course the Yan Palace will pay some wages.
If the labor force fails, I can capture some slaves from the Goryeo Kingdom or the Japanese Kingdom to serve as laborers! "
"Korenu and Japanese slave?"
Hearing this, all the prefects and county magistrates couldn't help but their eyes lit up.
Especially Tongzhou Zhizhou Jiao Jia, he didn't know what he thought of, and he was even more excited.
God knows, because some thieves wanted to frame King Yan, but the frame-up failed, and Jiao Jia almost went to jail.
How much money did he spend to quell the impact of that incident on him?
"May I ask His Highness, King Yan, if there are any Korean maids and Japanese maids for sale?"
Zhu Di glanced at the audacious Tongzhou Zhizhou with a face full of surprise, and asked curiously: "Is it possible that Jiao Zhizhou wants to do the business of selling female slaves?"
But in the eyes of Zhu Di and other officials, Jiao Jia's expression remained unchanged, he bowed his hands to Zhu Di with a calm expression, and said solemnly: "Your Highness, please don't laugh at me."
"I have heard that Goryeo women are extremely beautiful, while Japanese women are extremely docile and are truly the best.
However, those Koreans and Japanese were all barbaric.
If His Highness goes to the capital to bring those Korean girls and Japanese girls back to our Ming Dynasty, wouldn't it mean that those poor women are saved from water and fire?
Then giving these women to those in the Ming Dynasty who lack beautiful prostitutes at home will also benefit the great gentry in the Ming Dynasty.
And those who get Goryeo girls and Japanese girls will definitely not get these girls in vain, and will give His Highness King Yan a reward.
These remunerations can not only be used to reward the soldiers in His Highness's residence, but can also be used to lay concrete roads for my Beiping residence!
In this way, wouldn’t it be an immeasurable merit! "
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(End of chapter)
