The eldest grandson of Emperor Ming Dynasty!

Chapter 1

Hongwu 25 years, April 28th.

Beiping, Yanwang Mansion, sunny.

Zhu Ying looked at Zhu Di in front of her, and couldn't help but sigh for a moment.

It has been ten years since he came here at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, who would have thought that he could sit in front of Emperor Yongle and talk freely.

"Having cooperated with me for so long, I certainly trust you. You should discuss the details with Three Treasures."

Zhu Di looked at Zhu Ying, and said with a smile on his face, his expression looked gentler.

"Thank you His Highness King Yan, then I will take my leave first." Zhu Ying said with a smile, even in the face of Zhu Di, he was still neither humble nor overbearing.

After Zhu Ying got up, like Zhu Di, and Daoyan master Yao Guangxiao next to Zhu Di signaled and left.

The Three Treasures mentioned by Zhu Di was the later Zheng He, who has not been given the surname "Zheng" yet, and his real name is Ma He.

Sanbao followed, bowed slightly to Zhu Di, and left with Zhu Ying to discuss the details of the transaction.

Seeing that the figures of the two men disappeared, Zhu Di sighed to Yao Guangxiao: "It's just that I have seen them many times, and every time I see them, I feel extremely incredible."

"Unexpectedly, there are two people who are so similar in this world."

"If I didn't know that my elder brother had never had any affairs outside, I would think that this must be my elder brother's illegitimate son."

When Yao Guangxiao heard the words, he was also a little emotional: "The poor monk was shocked when he saw it for the first time. After careful investigation, it was confirmed that this son has nothing to do with His Highness the Crown Prince."

Zhu Di was a little silent when he heard this, and said in a deep voice after a while: "This matter must be confirmed again and again."

"This son's age is similar to that of my nephew who died young, master must be careful."

Naturally, Zhu Di also sent someone to investigate carefully, and the news he got was the same as that of Yao Guangxiao.

It's just that there is always a kind of uneasiness in his heart, the main reason is that Zhu Ying not only has a seven-point similarity in appearance, but more importantly, his refined temperament is very similar to his elder brother Zhu Biao.

As for Zhu Ying, he was just a small businessman, and the temperament of a scholar was not something a businessman could have.

Anyone who saw Zhu Biao and Zhu Ying said that the two had nothing to do with each other, and he couldn't believe it.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, although this matter is relatively old, after several months of investigation by the poor monk, it is enough to ensure that the details of this son are clear."

"This son Hong Wu was born in five years, two years earlier than His Royal Highness's nephew. Although his parents have passed away for many years, everyone in the village knows him well."

"Those rural folks don't have the ability to make up such a lie."

After Yao Guangxiao finished speaking, he continued to sigh: "But this son was born at an untimely time, so smart and clever, but he was reborn in a merchant's family."

"If this is not the case, it must not be difficult to win a candidate. If you are lucky enough to enter the palace examination and be seen by His Majesty, with this face, you will definitely be the champion."

"Even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will love this son very much."

After Zhu Di listened, he didn't respond directly, but fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he finally opened his mouth and said, "We will try our best to not let this son leave Beiping."

"You can't let this son go to the capital. If the capital comes, you can't be seen by him."

Zhu Di's voice was extremely flat, but Yao Guangxiao could feel the hidden information in it.

Facing King Yan's attitude, Yao Guangxiao was very pleased.

Three months ago, when he first met Zhu Ying during his visit to the city, he tried every means to make friends with him, and then contacted Yan Wang Zhu Di.

In the name of trade, he cooperated with Zhu Ying on a large scale and dragged him to the border of Beiping.

"This child will be of great use in the future."

Yao Guangxiao said calmly.

Zhu Di nodded slightly in approval.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhu, your snowflake salt is so crystal clear and has no astringent taste, and now you have His Highness's support, it will be unimpeded in Beiping."

Ma Sanbao said politely to Zhu Ying.

For Zhu Ying, Ma Sanbao also had a good impression of him. He was just an eunuch, so he had to receive some strange looks.

But in Zhu Ying's eyes, he felt a kind of respect of equal treatment.

That's not because of his identity, the superficial flattery, but actually treating him as a real man.

"I'm just a matchmaker. I've been dealing with those foreign businessmen for a long time, and I can be regarded as trusted by them." Zhu Ying said with a smile.

Salt and iron are all official monopoly, no matter how strong Zhu Ying is, it is impossible to take out the snowflake salt and sell it by himself.

The only way is to sell them to the Ming government in the name of fan merchants through the import model to obtain benefits.

"Indeed, this amount is indeed a bit small. I would like to ask Mr. Zhu to tell those fan merchants whether they can supply more in terms of their share."

"There are so many people in Beiping, and His Highness doesn't know how to distribute this snowflake salt."

"If Mr. Zhu can do this, the price is easy to discuss."

Ma Sanbao said that once this snowflake salt was born, it was snapped up by nobles in Beiping, and the amount Zhu Ying brought each time was only a mere hundred catties.

This hundred catties of snowflake salt is more than enough for Yan Wangfu, but it is a bit stretched to supply the high-ranking officials and nobles in Beiping.

The distribution of snowflake salt can only be arranged by Yan Wangfu, and Ma Sanbao is the main person in charge.

Ma Sanbao felt a headache every time he faced those noisy noble servants.

Some of these details are related to the reputation of His Royal Highness King Yan.

After not affecting the supply of King Yan's Mansion, which one is more and which one is less, there is a lot of attention to the doorway.

"I'll try my best, but this snowflake salt is expensive, the output is scarce, and bandits are rampant in the frontier fortress. It is already not easy to deliver more than a hundred catties to Peiping."

Zhu Ying sighed with sighs, and flashed memories in his eyes, as if recalling the difficult past of transporting salt.

In fact, this snowflake salt was originally made by Zhu Ying according to the method of later generations, as much as he wanted.

It's just that the technique of processing is different. The snowflake salt can be obtained by secondary processing of well salt.

However, the Ming Dynasty controlled private salt. After Zhu Ying did some research, he recruited a group of fan merchants as his subordinates, and the salt production area was also located outside the Ming Dynasty.

In this way, it can only be regarded as an import, no matter how jealous the officials and businessmen of Daming are, there is nothing they can do about him.

It's just that the bloody storm in the salt trade is not humane.

"Okay, then I will trouble Mr. Zhu a lot."

Ma Sanbao said helplessly.

Of course, King Yan sent someone to investigate the source of the snowflake salt, but the whereabouts of the Fanshang was very secretive, and there seemed to be a strong dark force protecting the matter.

Many of the multiple spies sent disappeared on the vast grassland.

If you can't find out the source, even if the army is dispatched, there is nothing you can do.

It was at this point that the sound of galloping horseshoes was heard at the end of the street.

I saw a man galloping in the middle of the main road on horseback in the distance, and at the same time shouted violently:
"Eight hundred miles, hurry up, anyone who stands in my way will die!!!"

(End of this chapter)