"Yes! Plant it yourself, hahaha..."
"Okay, okay, okay!"
"We are old bones and haven't worked for many years. It's time to move around, hahaha!"
Lao Zhu's eyes were moist, and he cried and laughed sometimes, as if he was remembering something.
Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang who was as happy as a child, Zhu Yunxuan was stunned.
What is Zhu Yuanzhang’s status now?
The king of a country is the most respected person in the world.
Moreover, apart from these, he is still a sixty-five-year-old man!
You actually want to farm the land yourself?
With the face facing the loess and the back facing the sky, he works diligently and diligently in the fields.
The difference is that what Lao Zhu grows is not sweet potatoes or crops, but the prosperity of the country and the people, and every poor family.
What Lao Zhu cultivates is the world.
Zhu Yunzhen couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
No matter how cruel and ruthless Lao Zhu was to his ministers, he was indeed a good emperor to the people.
Throughout the ages, which emperor could do what Lao Zhu did?
In terms of ability, there may be some people who are no worse than Lao Zhu.
But if you say you love the people like your own children, and Lao Zhu is called second, then there is no first.
Zhu Yunxuan also understood that Lao Zhu was born in poverty and even worked as a beggar monk.
Hungry and full.
As he said himself, if he had had a mouthful of food to eat back then, he might not have raised an army.
However, this experience also allowed Lao Zhu to have a deeper understanding of the suffering of ordinary people.
It is precisely because Lao Zhu has never had a full meal in the first half of his life that he does not want the people to go hungry.
It was precisely because he had endured hunger and cold that he did not want to see people dying of hunger everywhere.
Zhu Yunxuan just looked at Lao Zhu.
At the beginning, Zhu Yunzhen only thought that Lao Zhu was a majestic emperor.
In addition to fear in my heart, I just don't want to face it.
But at this moment, looking at Zhu Yuanzhang who was like an old child, he only had admiration in his heart.
With such a big heart and mind, how can one not be impressed?
Realizing that Zhu Yunzhen was looking at him, the expression on Lao Zhu's face changed more than ten times, and then he just looked at Zhu Yunzhen.
His eyes were complicated, sometimes excited, sometimes hesitant.
Dozens of emotions gathered in his eyes, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.
You can't even see his emotions.
The human heart is unpredictable, let alone the heart of an emperor.
Zhu Yunxuan felt uncomfortable when Zhu Yuanzhang saw him, and his heart beat secretly.
Could it be that Lao Zhu saw something?
"Grandpa Huang." Zhu Yunxi asked weakly: "Why are you looking at Xu'er like this?"
Only then did Zhu Yuanzhang come back to his senses and said: "It's okay, it's okay. Grandpa Huang is a little lost in thought. Soo'er, let's..."
At this point, Zhu Yuanzhang was about to speak but stopped.
There seemed to be some kind of struggle in his heart.
"Grandpa Huang, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Would you like me to call the imperial doctor for you?" Zhu Yunxi asked with concern.
Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he had made some determination, and said: "Xi'er, Grandpa Huang wants to arrange two tasks for you, can you do it?"
Zhu Yunxuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Grandpa Huang, what is your mission?"
Lao Zhu suddenly laughed again.
His moody appearance makes it impossible to guess what he is thinking.
"Xi'er." Zhu Yuanzhang stretched out his hand and gently stroked Zhu Yunxu's hair, with loving eyes.
At this moment, he didn't seem to be an emperor, but an elder who had high hopes for his descendants.
But Zhu Yunzhen knew that what Lao Zhu said was by no means an easy matter.
"Grandpa Huang..."
Zhu Yuanzhang interrupted Zhu Yunxi and said directly: "The first thing the emperor said was taxation."
"Taxation?" Zhu Yunxuan was confused and didn't know what Lao Zhu was thinking.
Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled and said slowly: "Grandpa Huang has thought about the business tax issue you mentioned last time for a long time and thinks what you said makes sense."
"The taxes on those businessmen are indeed too low. It's not painful at all for them."
Zhu Yunzhen's heart moved slightly and asked: "Grandpa Huang, what do you mean..."
"Collect it!" Lao Zhu said firmly: "This tax should indeed be collected."
Zhu Yunxuan was a little surprised. He had thought that it would not be easy to convince Lao Wei to agree to this matter, so he could only figure it out slowly, but he did not expect that it would suddenly take a turn for the worse.
From this point of view, there should be a lot of hope in getting Lao Zhu to agree to the sea ban.
However, there is no need to worry. When the sweet potatoes planted by Lao Zhu grow up and witness the yield of this product, tell him that there are potatoes and corn overseas, so there is no need to worry about Lao Zhu not sending ships out to sea.
The Age of Discovery is approaching, and it is Ming Dynasty that should usher in this new era, rather than letting others get ahead of it.
Coming from a later life, he always had this obsession in his heart.
Great voyage, colonial era, primitive capital, social changes, technological leaps...
Human society is about to undergo major changes that have never happened in thousands of years. If you get the first step, you will have a huge advantage.
As his thoughts whirled, Zhu Yunxi said: "Grandpa Huang Mingjian."
Lao Zhu laughed and changed the topic: "Taxes have to be collected, but how to collect them specifically? Grandpa Huang wants to test you. After all, this idea came from you."
"You go back and think about it carefully, write a memorial and explain in detail how to implement it."
"Also, you must write it yourself. You cannot ask others to write for you. Even if you ask him to write it, it will not work. Do you understand?"
Asking a seven-year-old to write a memorial?
Zhu Yunzhen was stunned.
What medicine is Lao Zhu selling in this gourd?
There are so many talents in the Ming Dynasty, and there are definitely many people who know taxation. Why do you have to test yourself?
Zhu Yunzhen instinctively wanted to refuse, thinking that Lao Zhu had ulterior motives.
"Grandpa Huang..." Zhu Yunzhen said with a bitter face and a coquettish tone: Isn't this too difficult? "
Lao Zhu said nonchalantly: "It may be difficult for others, but it shouldn't be difficult for you. Besides, it's just a test. If you write something wrong, you will write it wrong. Grandpa Huang will not blame you."
"Grandpa Huang, Fu'er is only seven years old!" Zhu Yunhuan continued to act coquettishly: "How could Fu'er know how to write a memorial?"
"What's wrong with being seven years old?" Lao Zhu's eyes widened slightly, pretending to be angry: "You are our grandson!"
"At the end of the Spring and Autumn Period, when Gan Luo was twelve years old, he went to Zhao as an envoy and secured more than a dozen cities. Qin Shihuang appointed him as a minister."
"Gan Luo paid homage to the prime minister, shocking the world."
"Although you are only seven years old, you are smart and smart. In Grandpa Huang's opinion, you are not much worse than Gan Luo!"
"Do you want to disappoint Grandpa Huang?"
"Besides, you are not studying with Grandpa Huang, so this is the homework that Grandpa Huang left for you."
Seeing that Lao Zhu had made up his mind, Zhu Yunxuan had no choice but to say, "Grandpa Huang, Zhu'er understands."
"Well, that's right! Hahaha..." Lao Zhu was satisfied and laughed.
"Xi'er, remember what Grandpa Huang said." Lao Zhu stopped laughing and warned again: "You can't ask others to write for you, do you understand?"
Zhu Yunxuan guessed Lao Zhu's intention and said: "Grandpa Huang, Xu'er understands."
Suddenly, an idea came into Zhu Yunzhen's mind.
Lao Zhu asked himself to write the memorial, but he also had to write it himself. What does this mean?
Could it be...
Before Zhu Yunxuan could think about it carefully, Zhu Yuanzhang spoke again.
"There's a second thing."
Zhu Yunxuan retracted his thoughts and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang slightly nervously.
I said in my heart, don’t give me any more problems.
But sometimes things just backfire.
Zhu Yuanzhang took a sip of tea, cleared his throat, and said, "The second thing is that Grandpa Huang wants you to go to the case of the Divination family. How about it?"
ah?
Zhu Yunzhen was stunned for a moment.
Good guy, Lao Zhu really doesn’t treat himself as a child!
Forget it just to make suggestions, but also to try the case?
What case is a seven-year-old trying?
Thinking of this, Zhu Yunxi quickly grimaced and said, "Grandpa Huang, aren't you making Xu'er look embarrassed?"
"Ying Tianfu Yin, Dali Temple, Jin Yiwei, the Ministry of Punishment...there are so many civil and military officials who are more suitable than Fu'er. Why do you want Fu'er to interrogate?"
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes widened again and he said majestically: "This incident originally started because of you, and you arrested the person. All the people are watching. If you don't judge, who will judge?"
Lao Zhu raised his voice a little and changed from an elder to an emperor.
Zhu Yunzhen wondered: "Grandpa Huang, I am only seven years old. I don't have dignity even when I sit in court. If I say something wrong, I will be laughed at. If Grandpa Huang..."
"What are you afraid of?" Lao Zhu said loudly: "Are you timid, like a man?"
"You are our grandson, and we are supporting you from behind! Let's see who dares to laugh?"
Lao Zhu frowned and stared, looking extremely majestic.
But Zhu Yunzhen felt a little warm in his heart.
Should I say it or not, Lao Zhu really dotes on these juniors!
Just listen to Lao Zhu continue to say: "Besides, when you arrested the Bu family and his son today, weren't you very majestic?"
"This matter is settled!"
Seeing that Lao Zhu said that he was not allowed to refuse at all, Zhu Yunzhen sighed secretly in his heart.
I obviously just want to be a free prince!
Now it seems that the Bu family's case is far more involved than it seems.
Why!
That’s all.
Who calls himself Zhu Biao’s son?
Looking at the determined Lao Zhu, Zhu Yunxi had no choice but to agree: "Zhen'er understands."
