The eldest grandson of Emperor Ming Dynasty!

Chapter 124 The most suitable grandson of the emperor
Only those who have understood the sacrificial burial system will know the cruelty of it.

Seeing the burial method related to Xiaolingwei, Zhu Ying's eyes gradually became moist.

The simple introduction in a few sentences in the dossier gave Zhu Ying a sad scene.

[-] Xiaoling guards dug a deep pit by themselves.

Then they dressed neatly and lined up calmly, standing in the deep pit in such a row.

The person above Xiaoling's guard robe Ze, gritted his teeth and had tears in his eyes.

Swipe the soil into the deep pit, and sprinkle it to the brothers who once fought side by side.

The guards of the Xiaoling who were buried below, there are those who are afraid, those who are afraid, and those who cry.

However, no matter how panicked they were, they still stood there without any movement.

Let the soil fall from the sky, from the soles of the feet, to the waist, until it completely covers the head.

That's it, [-] warriors were buried alive.

"What do these things have to do with them? The shifting of the celestial phenomena and the tumbling earth dragons are nothing they can stop."

Zhu Ying's eyes gradually turned red, and she muttered to herself.

These people all died because of him.

If it was someone else, or how many people died in a certain war, Zhu Ying didn't have much feeling. After all, they came from fighting, which sounds like a number.

But this way of burying alive is Xiaolingwei, which makes Zhu Ying feel very uncomfortable.

There are a total of [-] Xiaoling guards, each of which is an old soldier, a brave soldier, who made an indelible contribution to the founding of the Ming Dynasty.

In the end, he died because of him.

There may be preferential treatment for their wives, children and parents, but dying like this is completely meaningless.

The celestial phenomena shifted, and the earth dragon rolled.

Zhu Ying knew that this was probably caused by her arrival.

It doesn't even have anything to do with Zhu Xiongying.

So, these 200 people died because of their own injustice.

"Sacrifice, such an ancient dross, why should it be restored? It must be completely banned!"

Zhu Ying gritted her teeth and said.

In history, the burial of the palace people who had begun to disappear gradually was finally restored in the hands of Zhu Yuanzhang.

This kind of funeral system, which originated from the most brutal and inhumane slave society, was restored by Zhu Yuanzhang because it was actually influenced by the Mongolian Yuan.

Beginning in the Song Dynasty, Khitan, Jurchen, Mongolian and other frontier ethnic groups entered the Central Plains one after another. They all had the tradition of human sacrifice, which prompted the resurgence of Central Plains people's sacrifice.

In the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, it was not only the burial of the palace people, but also the burial of the people.

After all, Zhu Yuanzhang grew up under the rule of Meng Yuan, and his customs were also affected.

This led to the revival of the sacrificial burial system.

Zhu Ying calmed down and continued to look through the file.

Looking further down, there is nothing, but some records related to sacrifices.

"We must think of a way to persuade the old man to abolish the tradition of burial."

Zhu Ying put down the file, and began to think in her heart, where to start.

This shift in thinking is the most difficult.

Daming Palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang got up from the dragon chair, turned his head to look at the edict, rubbed his swollen head, and then left from behind Fengtian Hall.

Amidst the eunuch's 'retirement' sound and the officials' long live voices, the early court was considered to be over.

"Jiang Yu, send the dossier that our eldest grandson wants to him."

After the early court, Zhu Yuanzhang asked Jiang Yu, obviously, he was more concerned about the grandson's affairs.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, half an hour has passed." Jiang Yu bowed and said.

"Liu He, prepare the car. Today, I promised my eldest grandson that we will go to the Gunpowder Department with him." Zhu Yuanzhang ordered directly.

When playing the chapter, it can only be postponed.

"The minister obeys the order."

After changing into casual clothes, Zhu Yuanzhang got into the carriage and went directly to Zhu Ying's yard.

"Fourth brother, you are still filial, and brought back our eldest nephew for the emperor."

Outside Fengtian Hall, many civil and military officials left one by one.

Jin Wang Zhu Yan walked in front of Yan Wang Zhu Di, and said with a mocking look on his face.

As soon as the rumors about King Yu's mausoleum came out, King Zhu of Jin thought of Zhu Ying, the owner of the teahouse by the Qinhuai River.

As rumors become more and more unscrupulous, especially when they are still spreading in the palace, even eunuchs and maids have no taboo.

Jin Wang Zhu Yan knew that this was probably the handwriting of his father.

After thinking about it for a while, I realized that this had something to do with Zhu Ying.

Father often goes out of the palace, pays attention to the teahouse, checks the courtyard where Zhu Ying lives, and the figures of those guards in brocade clothes, and basically figured out the general things.

The most surprising thing for Jin Wang Zhu Yan was that Zhu Ying was brought to the capital by his fourth younger brother Yan Wang Zhu Di.

He laughed immediately.

Yan Wang Zhu Di's thoughts are clearly revealed.

The two brothers originally had conflicts, so after the morning court today, Zhu Yan couldn't help but stepped forward to mock him.

When Zhu Di heard the words, his face remained unchanged, and he asked instead: "What does the third brother mean by this? Isn't it a good thing that our eldest nephew is back?"

"Could it be that the third brother has a problem with the elder nephew? When I first saw the elder nephew, I couldn't believe it, so I brought it to the capital to let my father see what is going on."

"Now it seems that he is really our eldest nephew."

Hearing the words of the fourth brother Zhu Di, Zhu Yan sneered and said: "What can I say, the eldest nephew is back, I am very happy for you, and I think my father is also very happy."

"My eldest nephew has been my father's sweetheart since he was a child. In my opinion, don't think about some things. It's all about fate."

After Zhu Yan finished speaking, he turned and left without waiting for Zhu Di's answer.

For his younger brother, he certainly understands his desire for the throne.

If he had been born earlier and ranked ahead of him and his second brother Zhu Xi, maybe his father would really pass on the throne to him.

After all, among the many brothers, only the fourth brother Zhu Di looks the most similar to his father, and even has similar personalities.

But in Zhu Yan's view, this is Zhu Di imitating his father, just like imitating others, learning to walk in Handan, which is extremely ridiculous.

He and his second brother are still there.

Although the second elder brother Zhu Xi was locked up, he is not even qualified to go to court now.

He himself had acquired a reputation for brutality because of certain things.

In Zhu Yan's view, this brutal reputation may be secretly instigated by Yan Wang Zhu Di.

Although there is no evidence, but when a person is upset, it feels like he did everything.

If the father wants to make his fourth brother Zhu Di emperor, there is only one way.

That is to abolish Wang Jue with him and the second brother, it is possible.

Therefore, the fourth younger brother Zhu Di longed for the throne. In Zhu Yan's view, he just wanted to put himself in a desperate situation, which was the natural opposite.

Zhu Di stood where he was, watching his third brother Zhu Bian leave, his eyes began to become gloomy.

The sharp eyes shone with the brilliance of choosing and devouring.

Originally Yan Wang Zhu Di was also very irritable, but after being slapped in the face by the third elder brother Zhu Yan so severely, the anger in his heart could hardly be suppressed.

But he could only endure it.

If these few words broke out directly and reached Father Emperor's ears, then the end might be very cold.

Zhu Di knew in his heart that even if his father guessed his thoughts, it didn't matter.

To a certain extent, I sent my eldest nephew here, provided delicious food and drink, and returned it to the teahouse and compound.

For this alone, as long as you don't do it yourself, no one can blame it.

Father didn't have any reason to punish himself, even when Zhu Ying's identity was revealed and even entered the palace.

I will also be rewarded by my father.

So what if Zhu Ying becomes the grandson.

Daming ruled the country with filial piety, and he found him himself, so he still has to thank himself.

This is Yangmou, Zhu Di's Yangmou.

Anyone who is smarter can see Zhu Di's thoughts.

But Daming ruled the world with filial piety, as long as he didn't do anything, no one could use it to attack himself.

Father can't, Zhu Ying can't either.

Even if you stir up the situation and spread rumors, if you don't have enough evidence, you can only watch.

In this wave of operations, Zhu Di has obviously stood on the atmosphere, sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.

In the yard, Zhu Ying was notified that the old man was already waiting outside the door in a carriage.

So hurried over.

"Grandpa, have you eaten earlier?"

Zhu Ying carried the food box and asked the old man after getting in the car.

Looking at this scene, Zhu Yuanzhang felt warm in his heart.

He is a sensitive person himself, and these details of his grandson made him feel filial and extremely gratified.

"We came so early, how can we have time to eat breakfast, bring it quickly, we are just hungry."

After Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, he directly took Zhu Ying's food box, opened it, took out a meat bun, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Of course he already had breakfast.In fact, Zhu Yuanzhang had eaten early every morning during morning class in Jinshen Hall.

Every time he went to Zhuying Tea House before, he also had breakfast.

It's just that the breakfast prepared by Dasun is comparable to the breakfast prepared by the royal chef in the palace. The taste is completely different, not to mention the taste.

"How about it, have you read all the memorials we sent you?" Zhu Yuanzhang finished his breakfast in one breath, and then asked his eldest grandson with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhu Ying suddenly said helplessly; "Grandpa, the memorials you read are all such long nonsense, or they were specially selected for me."

"Hahaha."

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang burst into laughter immediately.

"These ministers piled up rhetoric one by one, swaying their words and ink, and they just gave us tens of thousands of words for things that can be clearly understood in a few hundred words."

"How about Da Sun, do you feel a little dizzy? I have read half of the 82 memorials."

Hearing the old man's teasing, Zhu Ying said with a smile: "It's all over."

Zhu Yuanzhang was taken aback when he heard the words, and said: "Impossible, there are so many memorials, how could you read them all at once."

Zhu Yuanzhang has learned things like reading memorials from many princes and grandchildren.

No prince or grandson has ever been able to read twenty books in just one or two hours.

Let alone 82 copies.

This is the amount Zhu Yuanzhang gave his grandson for three days.

"Grandpa, the content of these memorials is really like an old lady's foot wrap, smelly and long."

"But the grandson found that these memorials have one thing in common. They all like to put the key to the matter at the end of the memorial."

"So the grandson just started reading the memorial from the end, and when he sees nonsense, he doesn't need to read any more."

Hearing Zhu Ying's explanation, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes flashed with surprise.

He didn't expect Dasun to discover the little skill of reviewing memorials so quickly.

Since Zhu Yuanzhang abolished the prime minister system, he has processed nearly [-] memorials every day, including early court, afternoon court and late court.

There are hundreds of state affairs to be dealt with.

In the early days of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang did not know this skill.

He still remembers that in the eighth year of Hongwu, Ru Taisu, Minister of the Household Department, played the performance.

Zhu Yuanzhang knew about it very well, and knew that this minister liked long speeches the most, but the memorial had already been sent, and it was not easy to return it.

Zhu Yuanzhang was too lazy to read his memorial, so he asked Zhongshu Lang Wang Min to read it to him. However, after reading [-] words, he still didn't understand why.

What is said is only the next five hundred words.

Zhu Yuanzhang was furious immediately, and scolded: "The empty words are not true, and the clever writing is not true."

Then directly rewarded twenty court battles.

This is the first time that a minister has been punished because of too many words.

However, from then on, the content of many ministers' memorials has been relatively simplified.

That is to say, from that time on, Zhu Yuanzhang realized the trick of reading memorials from the back first.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at his grandson.

With such a method, it took him eight years to comprehend it, while Da Sun only took one hour?
From this point of view, grandson is really a good material to be emperor.

In the future, more memorials should be sent over, 82 copies, which is not enough for my grandson to read.

Let the eldest grandson share a lot, and we can be more leisurely in the future.

Thinking of this, a cunning flashed in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes.

Then he thought for a while and asked: "It's not enough just to look at it. You have read all the content of the memorial. You came up with this method. Do you have any ideas?"

Zhu Ying pondered for a while, and said with a little humility: "My grandson is a bit imaginative. This method seems to be very effective so far, but there are too many hidden dangers in it, which my grandson did not think of at the beginning."

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't expect that Dasun really had his own opinions, so he asked: "If there is any hidden danger, please tell us."

Zhu Ying nodded, and began to describe the complexity of the work-for-relief program.

Among them, the calculation of project cost according to local conditions, where officials and gentry may intervene, including the protection of refugees, and the standards for food determination.

As Zhu Ying continued to tell, Zhu Yuanzhang began to show deep thought.

These problems mentioned by Dasun are all six books, and even the officials have not seen them.

During the discussion, there were speculations about the possibility of corruption, but he was not as careful as Dasun.

After Zhu Ying finished speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang came back to his senses and looked at Zhu Ying again.

The shock was hard to hide in his eyes.

In Zhu Yuanzhang's mind, Dasun has always been an image of a shrewd businessman.

For merchants, Zhu Yuanzhang actually has disgust in his heart, especially grain merchants.

The behavior of speculating and hoarding goods so that his parents starved to death is the eternal pain in Zhu Yuanzhang's heart.

But he didn't expect Dasun to have such a terrifying talent in internal affairs.

No, this is not just explained by the word talent.

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly thought that the eldest grandson told him that he had the idea of ​​Annan founding the country.

Only now did he realize how much Dasun had secretly prepared for this arrangement.

(End of this chapter)