Once the currency exchange has started, it is difficult to stop it. Even if Zhu Qiyu wanted to regret it later, he would not be able to do it.
Because he would be reviled by the people. Judging from Zhu Qiyu's character, he did not want to bear the infamy... Li Qing felt relieved.
Zhu Qizhen's problem has been solved, and monetary policy has begun to be implemented. Daming's fundamentals have not moved and are still developing in a good direction.
After much deliberation, there was nothing urgent, so Li Qing decided to start another main quest.
——Steal the ceremony!
Calculated by time, this is already his eleventh year in the imperial court. Although he has grown a beard, his face has not changed.
Wan Ling and the others had taught him how to put on makeup before, but Li Qing was not very skilled at it. After so many years, he had almost forgotten about it, unless he wore a hood-like mask, but he didn't want to do that.
Because wearing that thing, it was really suffocating.
In the past, when there was a girl, his heart was at home, but now it was different. He had nothing to worry about. After finishing what he wanted to do, he wanted to stop.
Take a break and spend some time with Master.
After entering the imperial court in the fifteenth year of Hongwu, the master and apprentice spent less time together and more apart. After Xuande retired from the imperial court, he stayed with his master for a few years. But at that time, the little old man went crazy and basically didn't recognize anyone.
After this time, Li Qing wanted to truly accompany the old man, who was his closest relative in the Ming Dynasty.
He wanted to fulfill his filial piety, but he was afraid that his son would not care for him if he wanted to support him.
In addition, it is time to choose the successor of the next emperor.
Li Qing only knew that in history, Emperor Chenghua only favored Concubine Wan Gui, and then Chenghua Liting, but he didn't know anything else.
However, the reputation of Emperor Chenghua seems not to be very good.
But having been in the Ming Dynasty for so long, Li Qing knew very well that history books cannot be trusted at all. Good reviews may not necessarily be that good, and those with bad reviews may not be that bad.
Take the rule of Renxuan as an example. It was good, but not as good as described. With the foundation laid by Zhu Di, as long as he didn't act recklessly, he wouldn't be far behind.
It's just Yang Shiqi's group who are trying to put money on their faces.
History books are written by civil servants. They will not confuse right and wrong, but they can also skillfully include private information.
Just like Zhu Di, he was obviously an emperor with both civil and military skills, but when he read Taizong's records, he was labeled as Emperor Wu.
Zhu Di's martial arts was deliberately downplayed.
In fact, Zhu Di was also top-notch in terms of martial arts, and even Zhu Yuanzhang was a little behind.
Chenghua, Zhu Jianshen... Li Qing frowned in thought, and he vaguely remembered that this guy seemed to have cultivated as an immortal.
"Don't think about these things for now. Zhu Qiyu is only in his early twenties, so it's still a long time." Li Qing shook his head, no longer thinking about these things that have not yet disappeared.
People in the court didn't know his background. According to the age of twenty when he entered the court, he was now thirty-one. Li Qing estimated that he could work for another ten years or so, and it was hard to say how long he would be.
It would be fine if he really had supernatural powers, but he is only a mortal after all. If he makes trouble and everyone knows about it, then he is destined to have no peace in the future.
As time goes by, he dare not say whether the subsequent emperors can be like the previous ones.
In his memory, Jiajing was not the only emperor who cultivated immortality in the Ming Dynasty.
Chenghua and Hongzhi also practiced immortality, but Jiajing was more famous.
"Let's go to Zhu Qiyu." Li Qing said to himself, "From the next emperor onwards, his identity will no longer be exposed, otherwise it may be self-defeating."
…
Why hasn't the master come yet... Li Qing was leaning on the recliner, bored.
People are always like this. When they are busy, they feel busy, and when they are free, they feel bored.
However, uncles and nephews Shi Heng and Shi Biao came often, but he didn't like them very much.
These two live treasures are too noisy.
Especially Shi Heng, who couldn't defeat his eldest nephew. He came to Li Qing every day to ask for martial arts lessons, and he didn't pay the tuition. He also said that he mainly wanted to accompany him.
Li Qingya was itchy at first, but considering that Shi Heng had changed his ways, he taught him a few tricks.
It turned out that it was okay if he didn't teach him, but he became even more clingy when he taught him. Li Qing was so angry that he immediately beat him up with a cruel hand.
But treating the symptoms does not cure the root cause, and the scars are healed and the pain is forgotten.
'Bang bang bang...' Knock on the door... The banging on the door rang again.
"Go away——!" Li Qing opened his mouth and cursed: "Knock on the door again, and your legs will be broken."
'Bang bang bang...! 'The banging on the door continued, and at the same time, the little old man's voice sounded, "Qingzi, this is me, your master, open the door quickly."
Li Qing was stunned, and then said with great joy: "It's coming, it's coming."
Opening the door, the figure of the little old man appeared in the field of vision. Looking down, there was also a little guy.
When the little guy saw him, he called him affectionately: "Godfather."
"Hey." Li Qing was greatly surprised and rubbed his head, "Master, why did you bring him here?"
"Whose leg was broken?" Zhang Sloppy asked without answering, "Who provoked you again?"
Li Qingqian smiled and said: "No one, these two pestering me to learn martial arts are a bit annoying. Master, come in quickly."
"Don't worry, let's move the boxes outside first. This time I brought many people, young and old." Zhang said with a sloppy smile.
"Yes." Li Qing couldn't help but be happy. This was really what he wanted, the master, the ceremony, and even the little guy came.
Li Qing asked the old man and the young child to enter the hospital, and he went to move the boxes.
After finishing his work, Li Qing took down the threshold, led the horse and carriage into the small courtyard, and said with a smile: "It's already afternoon, and there are probably no vegetable farmers at the market entrance. Let's go to a restaurant later, shall we?"
"That's right. I haven't tasted the taste of the restaurants in the capital." Zhang Sloppy was particularly interested in the food.
"It would be nice to go to a restaurant." The little guy was very happy. He had no chance to go out to eat at home. It was not that he was poor, but that he was not allowed.
There are rules and regulations everywhere, and there is no freedom at all. Only here with Li Qing, he fully appreciates the feeling of freedom.
Zhang Sloppy rode a horse, and Li Qing and his son rode a donkey. Three generations of unrelated ancestors and grandchildren rushed to the capital street talking and laughing.
Restaurant.
Zhang Sloppy ordered a dish that looked delicious at first glance, but when it was cooked, it was not as delicious as he thought. He couldn't help but feel depressed: "The painting is so beautiful, but the taste is too different from the picture, you are a profiteer!"
"The picture is for reference only." Li Qing suppressed a smile, "It's written on the menu. The characters are too small, so you didn't pay attention."
"...I'm convinced." Zhang Sloppy smiled helplessly, "Let's do it ourselves from now on, Qingzi, don't you think so?"
What we mean, I obviously do it myself... Li Qing nodded amusedly: "Okay, we do it ourselves."
"Can we eat out in the morning?" Xiao Li Hong loves to go out to restaurants. He doesn't care about the taste. He only focuses on eating out.
He likes the feeling of many people sitting together to eat, and the food is delicious.
"No problem." Li Qing smiled and said: "Master, I can't get up in the morning, why don't I take it back to you?"
"It's okay." Zhang Sulu stood up and said: "We've run out of rice, flour and oil at home. Don't forget to go to the grain and oil store later and buy some more seasonings. Hiccup~ I'll go home and take a nap first. You take the little one with you. Go ahead."
As soon as the little old man entered the house, he went to Dongchu for sightseeing. They knew what was missing in the house.
Li Qing nodded amusedly: "I understand, Master."
"Waiter, check out."
…
After leaving the restaurant, Li Qing and his son were riding their donkeys, taking a leisurely stroll.
"Hong'er, have you told your parents this time?" Li Qing asked.
"Well, I said it," the little guy said happily, "My parents said I can come as long as I want."
After a pause, he turned his head and raised his face, "Godfather, how long can I stay here?"
Li Qing smiled gently: "You can stay as long as you want."
"Really?"
"Of course. When did your godfather lie to you?"
"Great." Xiao Li Hong flew up happily, "Godfather, won't you be busy anymore?"
"I haven't been busy for a long time." Li Qing smiled and nodded.
To say that they are busy, it is the matter of the grassland tribes, but if they are not in a hurry, they must first observe the situation on the grassland before making arrangements.
At least, I won't go again this year.
…
With a bag of rice, a bag of noodles, a barrel of oil, and Li Qingye and his wife, the donkey was under a lot of pressure.
However, it is not unbearable, those fodder are not free.
On the road, people pointed at him from time to time, which seemed to mean that Li Qing was a prodigal and didn't know how to cherish the donkey at all.
Li Qing ignored it. He knew that no matter what he did, someone would criticize him.
Besides, Brother Donkey didn’t say anything.
