In the main hall.
After listening to Fang Xiaoru's answer, Lao Zhu snorted coldly.
"According to your opinion, is the vassal king we have made useless?"
"That's not what I meant."
Seeing Lao Zhu getting angry, Fang Xiaoru hurriedly knelt down and explained.
"It's just that the harm to the feudal king is greater than the benefit to the feudal king."
"Their power is too great. If the vassal kings are in turmoil in the future, the Ming Dynasty..."
"Nonsense!"
Seeing Fang Xiaoru belittle his policy in this way, Lao Zhu was furious and interrupted directly.
"The reason why we set up vassal kings is to protect the Ming Dynasty and guard against the barbarians around. With them here, you can stay in the Ming Dynasty and enjoy life with peace of mind!"
"Now you say they are a scourge, how about we remove the feudal lord and let you fight the barbarians!!"
Hearing this, everyone in the palace knelt down hastily.
Fang Xiaoru was even more frightened.
Although he is not afraid of death, he should not die in this way.
"I...I don't have military skills, so I'm not qualified for the job!"
"Hmph! If I ask you to do it, you will not do it. You will only point here. Zhu Yan...Mr. Zhu is indeed right. You are just a rotten scholar who only knows how to study!"
Zhu Yuanzhang said with a cold snort.
He finally saw clearly that these people were just a bunch of trash who could only point fingers, but Fang Xiaoru, this trash, was at least better than Qi and Huang.
At least he dared to say it.
Fang Xiaoru was very ashamed and angry when he heard what Zhu Yuanzhang said about him.
He is a learned man with extensive knowledge of the past and present, but now he is said to be a rotten scholar. What a shame!
He also heard Zhu Yuanzhang say that a man named Zhu Yan said this about him, so he secretly kept this name in his heart.
"Zhu Yan, right? I remember you!"
"Go away, we don't want to see you again." Zhu Yuanzhang said with disgust.
This made the three of them even more sad and angry that the emperor looked down on them so much.
After the three people left, Lao Zhu turned to look at Zhu Yunwen, who was deep in thought.
"Yunwen, what do you think of their answers?"
"My grandson thinks they are talking nonsense. All the feudal princes and uncles are all kind-hearted people, and they will definitely not attack their own clan members."
On the surface, Zhu Yunwen looked like brothers and sisters, but in his heart he very much agreed with what Fang Xiaoru just said.
The feudal king will definitely rebel!
It's just that he is not the emperor yet, so he has to endure it.
He knew that Zhu Yuanzhang could not bear to see brothers killing each other.
That's why he put on a look of loyalty and filial piety.
Sure enough, Lao Zhu was very happy when he heard Zhu Yunwen's words.
"Well said, he is worthy of being my grandson, Zhu Yuanzhang!"
"You have to remember that clans must not kill each other!"
"Yes, grandson, keep this in mind."
Zhu Yunwen replied respectfully.
Later, after Lao Zhu said some words of encouragement to Zhu Yunwen, he asked him to retreat.
Zhu Yunwen walked out of the palace and murmured thoughtfully: "Who is this Zhu Yan? Can he actually influence the emperor's will? Could he be a descendant of the clan? Or a counselor?"
It seems like we need to find someone to investigate.
Zhu Yunwen thought to himself.
At this time, inside the palace.
After writing the decree for Fang Xiaoru and Qi Huang to go to Yunnan to take up their posts.
Lao Zhu was about to continue working when he suddenly saw Jin Yiwei coming over and whispering a few words in his ear.
"What?!!"
"The prodigal son sold the paintings at home?? Recruited some workers???"
Lao Zhu immediately covered his heart in pain.
That was a famous painting that had been handed down from the Tang Dynasty, and the traitor actually sold it!
Now that things have come to this, there is no point in feeling sad.
"Then the prodigal son used the money from selling paintings to recruit craftsmen?"
"What does he want to do? Blacksmith??"
Hearing that Zhu Yan would use the money from the sale to recruit craftsmen, Lao Zhu was sad but also a little confused.
This prodigal son used to spend money to visit brothels, or go to Goulan to listen to music.
Why are you looking for a craftsman today?
This unusual scene aroused Zhu Yuanzhang's interest.
"You pay close attention to the emperor's grandson. If there is any movement, tell us immediately!"
Zhu Yuanzhang said to Jin Yiwei.
"yes!"
Jin Yiwei retreated in response.
Zhu Yuanzhang was left sitting quietly on the dragon chair.
Thinking about Zhu Yan's various abnormalities since he fell into the water.
It makes Lao Zhu wonder if Zhu Yan has become even more stupid because of the water in his head?
While Lao Zhu suspected that Zhu Yan had become stupider.
Zhu Yan was leading the craftsmen he had just recruited to tinker with something in a big pot.
I saw a bunch of craftsmen, under the command of Zhu Yan, filtering, purifying and burning the green salt after a series of processes.
Finally, white salt as fine as white sand and as white as snow appeared in front of us!
Looking at the pure white salt.
The craftsmen's eyes widened and they were all shocked.
"Oh my God!! What kind of salt is this?! Why is it so white?!!"
“I have been making salt for fifty years and I have never seen such white salt!!!”
"Yes!! This is not salt, it is clearly fairy salt!!"
Some even put a handful of salt directly into their mouths.
After all, you can’t just look at salt, you have to taste it yourself.
The craftsman who caught the salt closed his eyes and slowly tasted the taste of the white salt, and then suddenly opened his eyes!
"What a salt! Not only is this salt not as bitter as green salt, it's also extremely salty!"
“Even the best green salt can’t compare!!!”
As soon as these words came out, the craftsmen instantly became a sensation.
Before they came, they heard that Zhu Yan wanted them to refine new salt, but they were still very reluctant.
It was only for the sake of money that I agreed.
I didn’t expect it to actually be done!
"Sir, you are truly a genius!! Even the craftsmen in the palace cannot compare to you."
"Please accept my respects."
At that moment, all the craftsmen bowed to Zhu Yan at the same time.
For them, being able to make such fairy salt is already a great honor.
And for Zhu Yan who gave them this opportunity, they are even more grateful.
Facing everyone's kneeling and worshiping, Zhu Yan just waved his hand.
It was just a casual thing for him.
Moreover, this salt is just coarse salt now, far from reaching the standard of fine salt like later generations.
“Don’t stop, keep refining, and strive to create refined salt with better quality.”
Zhu Yan said to the craftsmen.
After hearing this, the craftsmen who were impressed by the pure white salt in front of them were even more excited.
I didn’t expect that such white salt could actually improve it!
When the craftsmen were in high spirits.
Zhu Yan turned around and said to Zhu Accountant, who had been stunned for a long time.
"Zhu Zhangfang, go and sell these refined salts to the market."
“But don’t sell in bulk, but little by little.”
"Ah, okay, okay young master."
Although he had doubts in his heart, looking at the fairy salt as white as snow in his hand, Accountant Zhu still swallowed his words.
Based on his many years of experience, it is not difficult to see that this batch of salt is definitely going to be a big seller!
Maybe we can redeem that famous painting from before!
