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Early in the morning, the sky was gloomy. When my uncle and nephew walked halfway, snowflakes began to fall in the sky, scattered and dancing in the wind.
The cold wind stung her face. Zhu Wanqing tightened her fox fur cloak, breathed a sigh of relief, and found a topic, "Uncle Li, it's really cold today."
"It's winter, how can it not be cold..." Li Qing felt it, and it was no different from before.
If you think about it carefully, if there are obvious differences every year, then within a few years, people will not be able to survive.
Thinking about it, even if the severe cold is inevitable, it won't be too outrageous. Otherwise, human beings will directly perish. How can we pass on the inheritance?
When thinking about the climate in Jiaozhi, Li Qing's worries about the celestial phenomena disappeared a lot.
The granary of Ming Dynasty is not limited to Ming Dynasty!
Of course, the premise is that industry and commerce completely rise, replacing agriculture and taking the dominant position.
With the current development trend, it was only a matter of time before industry and commerce became the leader of the Ming Dynasty. Although Hongzhi was not outstanding, he was okay. Under the influence of Zhu Jianshen and his own small budget, he did not do anything extraordinary.
This kind of division of duties is not a bad thing.
The only thing that worries Li Qing is the next emperor of the Ming Dynasty.
However, now that Wang Shouren is there, it shouldn't be too bad.
Today's Ming Dynasty is prosperous, prosperous, and wealthy... It does not have high requirements for the emperor's own quality. As long as the emperor does not mess around and follows the steps honestly, Ming Dynasty will continue to move forward.
The road to capital has just begun, and it will be on the rise for a long time in the future. Even if the emperor does nothing, Ming Dynasty will still move up.
After such a long period of planning and the efforts of several generations of emperors, the development potential of Ming Dynasty is extraordinary. Not to mention accelerating, as long as you don't deliberately step on the brakes, it will slide a long way.
"Give me your hand."
"No, Uncle Li, please save your strength. You will have to treat your elder brother later. I haven't reached the point where I can't bear it yet." Zhu Wanqing smiled and sighed, "It will probably be colder further north. I really don't know the people. How do you spend the winter? Uncle Li, you have been to Liaodong, how do people there spend the winter?"
"Prepare food in advance and don't go out in winter." Li Qing sighed, "But even if you don't go out, some people can't bear it, especially the elderly... In any winter, people must not freeze to death!"
Zhu Wanqing was silent for a moment and said: "Uncle Li, there is nothing we can do about this. It has been like this since ancient times."
She sighed bitterly and chanted:
"The charcoal seller cuts down firewood to burn charcoal in the southern mountains.
His face was dusty and smoky, his temples were gray and his fingers were black.
Where do you make money from selling charcoal? The clothes on your body and the food in your mouth.
Poor clothes and clothes, worried about the cold weather. Zhu Wanqing said softly, "It's not that people are weak, it's that people are poor. If the family wasn't poor, why would they suffer from the cold?" "
As if she thought this topic was too heavy, she turned to smile and said, "Actually, it's nothing. Isn't Ming Dynasty developing in a good direction now?"
"In the future, when industry and commerce flourish and the people become rich, production costs will also drop. I think by then, the situation that Uncle Li mentioned will inevitably be greatly reduced."
Li Qing nodded slightly: "That's true, but it will take a long, long time to get to that point."
"There's hope, isn't there?"
"Yes, there is hope." Li Qing smiled, with joy, expectation, and... bitterness.
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Changle Palace.
The uncle and nephew stopped in the outer hall and waited for the coldness on their bodies to dissipate before heading to the inner hall.
Zhu Wanqing skillfully opened the cabinet next to the dragon bed, took out the banjo, tried the strings, and took out the needle box for disinfection, making preparations for Li Qing.
Li Qing sat down by the bed, looking around and hearing about everything.
Zhu Jianshen was quite at ease, so he cooperated in answering some necessary questions, just like an old man.
After a long while, Li Qing, who was thoroughly familiar with the pathology, began to treat him.
Now that Zhu Jianshen has reached the last moment, he must be extremely cautious. He spends two quarters of an hour every day just checking and analyzing the pathology, in order to get better symptomatic treatment.
Li Qing gently twisted the silver needle, and while using Qi to stimulate the acupuncture point where the needle was to be inserted, he asked, "Is there any discomfort during acupuncture?"
"No," Zhu Jianshen asked softly with his chin resting on a soft pillow, "The Chinese New Year is less than two months away. Can you have a good New Year?"
"Of course!" Li Qing said firmly, "You can have a good year. Are all the feudal lords here?"
"King Xing has arrived. King Qi and King Yi are still on the way. Counting the days, they will arrive within half a month." Zhu Jianshen said with a smile.
Li Qing also smiled: "Then this year will definitely be lively."
"Well, you two will come together then," Zhu Jianshen said, "You can just live in the palace. I have prepared a place for you, why don't you use it?"
Li Qing said: "I am a big man, and it is not appropriate for me to stay in the palace all the time."
"If you feel something is wrong, you might as well... get a stabbing?" Zhu Jian was shrewd.
Li Qing's face turned dark, "Believe it or not, I will kill you with a needle!?"
"Hahahahahaha! Cough cough cough..." Zhu Jianshen coughed violently for a while before he stopped, and laughed at himself, "With my body and bones, you don't have to be deliberate, a single oversight can kill me."
"Then why don't you be more honest?" Li Qing glared at him before continuing to administer the acupuncture...
"Brother, it's time to drink the medicine." Zhu Wanqing came in with the medicine.
Li Qing pulled out the silver needles one by one, took back the brocade box, and made room for Zhu Wanqing.
Zhu Wanqing helped her elder brother up and scooped it up with a spoon. She felt that it was no longer hot, and then she gave the medicine.
"Zheng~"
The syllables sounded, and Li Qing played the piano, the five syllables Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu, like a trickle, making people feel peaceful...
After a long time, the music stopped, and Zhu Jianshen's pale face gained a trace of color, and he became energetic.
At this time, the little eunuch walked over with broken steps and said, "To report to the Supreme Emperor, King Xing has been waiting outside the palace for a long time to ask for an audience."
"Xuan."
The young eunuch responded respectfully, and after a while, Prince Xing Zhu Youqi came in.
"My son, I will meet my father."
"Get up." Zhu Jianshen said gently, "Come and sit."
Zhu Youqian came up and sat down by the bed, and asked with concern: "Father, are you feeling better?"
"It won't get better!" Zhu Jianshen sighed, "I asked you to come all the way just to get together again."
"Father, please don't say that. Divine Doctor Li has superb medical skills and will definitely be able to cure you." Zhu Youqi comforted, "Isn't that right, Divine Doctor Li?"
Li Qing was speechless: You said you were obedient, and you used me as a shield?
Seeing that he was so disrespectful, Zhu Youqi was a little dissatisfied, but it was hard to get angry. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Father, just relax, it will get better."
Zhu Jianshen did not continue the topic and asked instead: "Are you still used to being in the Tenth Prince's Mansion?"
"I'm used to it. I've only been a vassal for a few years. How can I not get used to it?" Zhu Youqian nodded, "I heard the emperor say yesterday that King Qi and King Yi will be here in a while. Father, take good care of yourself. At that time, we, father and son, will have a drink."
"Haha...that's a must!" Zhu Jianshen nodded with a smile.
The father and son were chatting passionately, and it seemed that the uncle and nephew were superfluous, so they withdrew.
As soon as they went out, they saw a group of women including the Zhou family, Ji family, Shao family, etc., as well as the vassal kings and princesses who had not yet joined the vassal, there were all kinds of people, no less than 20 people.
Li Qing quickly quickened his pace. For such a group of people, it would take a long time to salute when they met him head-on...
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Qianqing Palace, side hall.
During the recess, Zhu Houzhao wielded a long whip and beat wooden tops. He was dressed warmly and his face was flushed. He was not afraid of the cold at all. Zhang Yong next to him cheered...
Under the eaves, Yang Tinghe and Wang Shouren stood side by side next to the red painted wooden pillars, one with a worried face and the other with a relaxed face.
a long time,
Yang Tinghe said: "Master Wang, you are the prince's reading companion. You should guide him to focus on his studies."
He said it politely, but there was a hint of blame behind his words.
Wang Shouren smiled and said: "Children, it is normal to be playful. It is not advisable to study blindly. That will kill his nature. Besides, the prince is the prince and the future emperor. If the discipline is too strict, he will lose his subjectivity. judge……"
"I disagree with what the prince said." Yang Tinghe interrupted him and said: "It is precisely because the prince is the future emperor that he should study diligently and work for the benefit of the people of the Ming Dynasty;
If the prince comes from an ordinary family, then it is not wrong for the prince to say this. But he is the prince and is responsible for the future of the Ming Dynasty. How can he be treated like a child? "
Wang Shouren shrugged, "But he is just a child!"
"He is not an ordinary child, so he cannot be educated in the same way as ordinary children." Yang Tinghe said in a deep voice.
"Ah, that's right." Wang Shouren did not argue with him, "Master Yang is right."
Hearing this, Yang Tinghe's face softened, "So...?"
"So what?"
"..." Yang Tinghe twitched the corner of his mouth and hummed: "So, Prince Wang agreed to my suggestion?"
Wang Shouren looked puzzled and said strangely: "Mr. Yang, you are the prince's teacher. It seems that this educational matter is not something that students can interfere with, right? After all..."
He spread his hands and said, "I'm just a student!"
"You...!" Yang Tinghe said angrily, "My lord, why does the emperor ask you to be the prince's companion?"
"The imperial edict did not say that the emperor wanted Xiaosheng to be his companion. As for why, the emperor did not have a clear edict." Wang Shouren said with a smile, "If Mr. Yang wants to know more, you might as well ask the emperor."
Yang Tinghe was furious.
The prince is naughty, and this Wang Dudu is really annoying. He really has... no sense of responsibility at all!
He took a deep breath and emphasized again: "I hope that Mr. Wang can cooperate with me."
"oh."
"..." Yang Tinghe said with a dark face and a feeling of powerlessness as if he had punched cotton, "If Mr. Wang cannot fulfill his duty as a companion, then I have the right to report to the Emperor."
Wang Shouren nodded: "Master Yang is right."
"you……"
Yang Tinghe angrily tossed his sleeves and said loudly: "Your Highness, the time is up, it's time to continue class!"
Zhu Houzhao loosened his collar and asked, "Zhang Yong, is the time up?"
"I don't know, this slave!" Zhang Yong was confused, "It feels like His Highness hasn't even played yet."
Yang Tinghe was furious: "Zhang Yong! You are so brave!!"
Zhang Yong shrank his neck and said hurriedly: "Your Highness, it seems that the time has indeed come."
What bad thoughts can I, a eunuch, have? I just want to make His Highness the Crown Prince happy. This annoying civil servant... Zhang Yong is angry in his heart, but he doesn't dare to show it at all.
After all...he is a eunuch.
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