I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

"Come back, your grandpa didn't say anything!"

Zhu Zhangui had just returned from the old man's Shang study, and Mrs. Zhang, who was playing with her two little granddaughters at the gate of the East Palace, hurried forward and took the cloak from her son.

"What did you say?"

Holding up the two daughters, Zhu Zhangui looked at Zhang with some doubts.

Seeing that her son didn't understand, Mrs. Zhang looked into the room, but she didn't find her husband before whispering.

"Your uncle, isn't it confirmed in Shandong that it is the White Lotus Sect? As the first discoverers, your uncle and the others wiped out a group of rebels. This is no small feat. Grandpa should show it anyway!"

Hearing what his mother said, Zhu Zhangui was stunned.

The daring old lady was not waiting for him at the door in the cold weather, but wanted to know how the old man rewarded Zhang Kejian and others.

"Grandpa said that after this year's work, he will retire next year. He doesn't want to care about other things except the war. Let my father and I make the decision."

Mrs. Zhang not only did not breathe a sigh of relief, but frowned worriedly.

The matter was left to my husband and son. No matter how the two fathers and sons decide, there will always be some gossip.

If you choose to release all charges and release immediately, then someone will definitely say that you are covering up your relatives.

If you choose to continue to serve your sentence, someone should say that the prince and grandson use their own family to make a name for themselves, without showing any sympathy.

There is a limit to this, how to grasp it requires the father and son to watch it.

"what do you think?"

Mrs. Zhang didn't ask her husband. Ever since her husband took over the affairs of the country, Mrs. Zhang didn't dare to intervene in state affairs. She was afraid that in this special period, outsiders would find out and go to the old man to impeach her. So she could only take this opportunity to ask her son about it. idea.

After walking into the courtyard, putting down his two daughters, and letting them go to play, Zhu Zhangui thought for a while and replied: "My idea is to let them serve another year in prison before being released. They only work for one year, and the lessons for them are not enough. I didn’t remember it deeply enough, so I just let it go, maybe these guys will cause trouble again, so let them do it for another year to improve their memory.”

"Actually, even if the crime is cleared, I plan to let them continue to work on protecting the railway, so that they won't have to spend all day in a panic and do some boring things after they go back."

"That's how it should be. If you want me to tell you, your uncle should add another year. If you can't do anything every day, you will only cause trouble! And when you arrange work for him, stay away from those expensive things, just his bad luck." There is no one else, even if our old Zhang family has done bad things for eight lifetimes, we can't be so unlucky, I really don't know who to blame."

Hearing her son's thoughts, Mrs. Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, and blamed Zhang Kejian mercilessly.

Zhu Zhangui smiled and said in relief: "Maybe it's the luck of the old Zhang family, it's all used on you. There are as many women in the world as the sea. There is only one princess, queen, and us good children. The luckiest woman is probably you."

"Think about it, you are the only one who can reach your level of royal children and commoner women appointed by your great-grandfather. With your luck, there is probably no other woman in the world who can compare with you." …

"As the saying goes, yin and yang complement each other, and good luck and fortune accompany each other. There is a reason why my uncle's luck is so bad."

It's not that Zhu Zhangui's temper is not clear, he has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, don't look at what he said so harshly, if Zhu Zhangui is sentenced to another year according to what the old lady said, it is estimated that the old lady should be depressed again.

"puff!"

What his son said made Zhang cover his mouth and laughed, stretched out his hand and poked Zhu Zhangui's forehead, and said angrily: "You have such a mouth, no wonder those girls are being coaxed by you. Sigh, but you What I said is true, I may really have taken up all the luck of the old Zhang family, and I have suffered a lot for your uncle and the others."

After talking about Zhang Kejian, Zhu Zhangui helped Mrs. Zhang walk into the house. Just as he stepped through the door, Zhu Zhangui suddenly remembered something, reached out and took one of the two gourds hanging around his waist, and handed it to Zhang. Shi.

"By the way, you put this away!"

Zhu Zhangui attaches great importance to the medicinal wine given by the old Taoist to supplement the foundation.

During this time, he took one cup a day, and his body has recovered a lot.

Before drinking the medicinal wine, every time it was cloudy or rainy or the weather was a little bit colder, he would have symptoms of coughing, and the injured part would also have a dull pain.

But after drinking the medicinal wine for more than half a month, there was no uncomfortable reaction when encountering this kind of weather. From this, it can be seen that the effect of this medicinal wine is really not as strong as usual.

After discovering the effect of this medicinal wine, Zhu Zhangui paid special attention to it. In order to prevent loss or accidental damage, Zhu Zhangui let Hu Yu carry it close to his body.

When Hu Yu entered the palace today, Zhu Zhangui carried it with him instead of Hu Yu.

"What is this? Alcohol? The imperial physician forbids your father to drink alcohol. Alcohol is a fatal poison for your father."

After receiving the gourd, Mrs. Zhang shook it curiously, heard the sound of water, frowned and said the imperial doctor's explanation.

"Don't worry, this is different from ordinary wine. It is prepared by an expert, and it has the effect of strengthening the foundation."

"See if I look better recently. I just drank this medicinal wine."

"The expert told me that my father has been fatigued for a long time, coupled with obesity and other reasons, the foundation loss is too great."

"Let him drink a cup of this wine every day, plus daily recuperation, not to mention a long life, it is still no problem to live another seven or eight years."

Zhang's eyes lit up suddenly, and he quickly and carefully hugged the gourd in his arms, fearing that if he moved a little too much, it would be spilled and broken.

Her husband's health has always been her biggest concern.

Her husband is also a workaholic. Ever since the old man handed everything over to her husband, she has watched her husband's body getting tired day by day, and his hair gradually turning gray.

Mrs. Zhang sees it in her eyes and hurts in her heart, but she can't help with major national affairs. The Emperor Taizu has stipulated that the harem cannot interfere in politics. The doctor often diagnoses and prescribes some medicines for conditioning.

Although she has been working hard to maintain her husband's health, his health is still getting worse day by day, and he is about to collapse.

The son said that the medicinal wine had a miraculous effect. Mrs. Zhang didn't know if it would have any effect on her husband's body, but even if there was only a slight possibility, she would not give up. …

"Mother and concubine, husband can eat!"

Just when the two mothers said this in a low voice, Zhao Linger walked in wiping her hands. It was obvious that today's dinner was made by her.

"it is good!"

Zhu Zhangui responded with a smile, and then said to Zhang who was holding the gourd: "Don't let my father know the effect of this medicinal wine."

Mrs. Zhang returned a look that I understand.

Although the words were not explained, both of them understood the meaning.

With Zhu Pangpang's filial spirit, if he knew the effect of this medicinal wine, he would definitely give it to the old man immediately.

It's not that Zhu Zhangui doesn't feel sorry for the old man, but that the old man's body has reached its limit. If he drinks this kind of medicinal wine, it will only prolong his life by a few months. Fatty, let my old man live a few more years, and he can spend a few more years outside.

Otherwise, when both of them left, Zhu Zhangui would lose the chance to go out and spend most of his time sitting in the palace, spending his days with those memorial brushes.

The dinner was prepared by Zhao Linger and his daughters. There were eight dishes and five soups, which were rich in both meat and vegetables.

"Hey, there's braised pork in braised pork. I'm having a good time tonight."

Zhu Pangpang, who had just come out of the study, saw the big plate of braised pork on the table at a glance, and his eyes lit up instantly.

After meditating in the Taimiao for so long, Zhu Pangpang came out of it when the old man came back today. As a person who has no meat and no joy, he has been very hungry for a long time since he was in the temple every day.

If it weren't for the eunuchs and other people around him, Zhu Pangpang would have discussed with his grandpa, great grandpa and others, and gave him the roast chicken on the altar and the like.

"You are not allowed to eat too much, you are only allowed to eat two pieces."

Mrs. Zhang, who was serving porridge for a few little guys, quickly reminded her.

Zhu Pangpang laughed and took the lead in doing it.

"Hey, for you!"

After everyone was seated, Mrs. Zhang carefully took a glass of medicinal wine and handed it to Zhu Pangpang.

Smelling the tangy smell of alcohol, Zhu Pangpang's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly took the wine glass.

"What kind of day is this today? There is wine and meat."

Mrs. Zhang gave him a blank look, "My daughter-in-law and my grandchildren are back, isn't it a good day?"

"Yes yes, it's a good day!"

Zhu Pangpang, who was in a hurry to drink, nodded in response to his wife's words.

Carefully narrowing his mouth, Zhu Pangpang frowned slightly.

"Why is it medicinal wine!"

Mrs. Zhang stared, "It's good if you don't drink some, but you still pick and choose and don't give it to me." As he said that, he was about to reach out to grab the wine glass in Zhu Pangpang's hand.

"Don't, don't!" Zhu Pangpang quickly dodged and protected the wine glass, "Don't say it's medicinal wine, I'll drink poisonous wine."

After finishing speaking, he was afraid that his wife would come to snatch it again, so he just swallowed it down.

Mrs. Zhang glared at Zhu Pangpang angrily, sat down and began to tie an apron for the youngest granddaughter sitting beside her, ready to eat.

"call!"

"Good wine, my body warms up as soon as I drink it."

With the drink in his stomach, Zhu Pangpang closed his eyes to appreciate it for a while, and couldn't help but praise.

Then, in order to taste more of the wine, he picked up the teapot and poured some water into the wine glass, swirled it, and suffocated the last bit of remnant. …

"Come, come, eat, eat!"

After drinking, seeing that the people on the table didn't move the tauzi, they were all looking at him, Zhu Pangpang smiled, picked up the tauzi, took a piece of braised pork, and stuffed it into his mouth
When Zhu Pangpang started to move the tach, the others picked up the tach to eat.

Eating and sleeping without talking, this is the most basic rule of the royal family, even if it is a few little guys, they all eat in a proper manner.

After dinner, Mrs. Zhang and Zhao Linger took a few little guys to bathe in the soup pond. Zhu Zhangui and his father Zhu Pangpang walked into the study to discuss the matter of the big court meeting the day after tomorrow.

"I read your letter saying that there is serious corruption in Shandong, and what kind of results it has reached."

Entering the study, the father and son sat down, and Zhu Pangpang took the lead in asking about the situation in Shandong.

Since Zhu Zhangui wrote a letter a few days ago, talking about Shandong's affairs, Zhu Pangpang hasn't slept well these days, and has been thinking about how to deal with Shandong's affairs.

"As for the victims, I have temporarily resettled them. The food I have stored there is enough to last until next spring."

"I have already made arrangements for Lu Xin. As soon as the land thaws next year, we will organize the young and strong to dig canals to deal with future droughts as much as possible."

"In Shandong, I plan to plant a wave of potatoes next year. Although the land has been depleted after so many years of disasters, planting potatoes may damage the land even more, but the output of other types of food will also decrease, and the cost will not even be recovered. It’s better to take a chance with potatoes, even if you don’t have a good harvest, you can still keep the food rations of the local people.”

"After the seeds are planted, I will continue to arrange for the people in Shandong to work in exchange for food, so that they will not be hungry before the potatoes are harvested."

After hearing Zhu Zhangui's arrangements for Shandong next year, Zhu Pangpang nodded in relief.

He knows the pros and cons of growing potatoes.

But as my son said, the harvest of other types of grain is not good, so it is better to take the high-yield potatoes.

"What about the officials?"

Hearing his father mentioned officials, the expression on Zhu Zhangui's face became extremely cold, and he summed up his evaluation of officials in 8 words.

"Extremely corrupt, everyone deserves to be killed!"

Zhu Pangpang sighed. He had already thought of the worst, but he didn't expect his son's evaluation to be even worse.

He knew his son's character very well, just like his grandfather, he hated corrupt officials extremely.

Zhu Zhangui's ability to say these 8-character evaluations shows that the entire Shandong officialdom is rotten to the root.

Thinking of the situation in Shandong, Zhu Pangpang frowned tightly, his face full of worry.

Shandong, which is very close to the capital of Xinguo, has become so rotten. It is hard for Zhu Pangpang to imagine how rotten those places far away from the emperor are now.

"I plan to send an inspector next year, who do you think is suitable for the imperial court?"

Thinking of the situation in various places, Zhu Pangpang came up with the idea of ​​sending inspection censors.

Although he also knew that Pai Yushi could only control him for a while, not for a lifetime, but it was better than nothing, even if he couldn't beat the tiger, he could still deter the monkeys.

Zhu Zhangui thought for a while and replied: "Actually, Yu Qian is quite suitable, but he is currently in charge of the affairs of the Western Regions and cannot escape." …

Zhu Pangpang nodded in agreement, Yu Qian is a very nice person, and he was also very comfortable to use during the days when he was working under him.

It's just that the Western Regions are related to the future plans of the imperial court. Without a capable official like Yu Qian sitting in charge there, the imperial court is not at ease at all.

"Zhang Xuan!"

Zhu Zhangui thought for a while, and chose the person he was most familiar with.

This old fellow Zhang Xuan and Zhu Zhangui were old enemies. When Zhu Zhangui first came back, this old guy impeached him with a memorial every three days.

And this guy is very aggressive, many people in the court have been impeached by this old man, including his father Zhu Pangpang, his second uncle Zhu Gaoxu, and his third uncle Zhu Gaosui.

Anyway, as long as he hears about someone, the impeachment report the next day will definitely include this old guy.

That is to say, the old man likes this old man to protect him. If it were someone who was not favored, he would have been played to death long ago.

"That's fine. The old man told me some time ago. He probably knew that your grandpa was going to retire. He was afraid that I would trouble him later, so he wanted to retire with success."

"He doesn't even think about me being that kind of person. Since he's afraid of being found out after the fact, let's tell him that the imperial court has talents and must use them, so don't worry about this or that."

Zhu Zhangui chuckled and suggested: "Jinyiwei should send a thousand households to follow him. After all, he has been loyal to the court all his life, and he is indeed old now. Give him an honor. After this inspection, he will Allow him to return to his hometown to retire."

After talking about inspecting the censor, Zhu Pangpang took a look at the door to confirm that it was closed tightly, and after no one could eavesdrop, he asked Zhu Zhangui in a low voice
"How many people in the court are related to it, and how many important officials are there!"

As the prince who has managed the state affairs for many years, Zhu Pangpang deeply understands that if the local officials in Shandong dare to be so rampant, there must be someone in the court to cover them, otherwise it would be impossible to hide it from the court.

Zhu Zhangui took out a memorial from his arms and put it in front of Zhu Pangpang.

"This is the list I made. You should make preparations to see who is suitable to take their place, so that you won't be able to find a replacement for a while when you get someone the day after tomorrow."

Opening the memorial in his hand, looking at the rows of blood-red names written in cinnabar, Zhu Pangpang's heart became heavier and heavier.

There are many names Zhu Pangpang is familiar with on it, and many of them were single-handedly selected by him.

"Are you sure?"

Zhu Pangpang confirmed again with some unwillingness to give up.

"I came back with a carload of testimonies provided by the plaintiff's witnesses, as well as the investigation results of Jinyiwei, Yueyingwei, Yushitai, and the Criminal Ministry. You can check them at any time."

After closing the list in his hand, Zhu Pangpang closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair wearily.

"I see, you go back to rest first, I will discuss it with your grandpa tomorrow."

Although Zhu Pangpang has taken over the rights of Daming, the current emperor is still the old man, and he still needs to discuss with the old man to replace so many important court officials at once.

Although the old man doesn't care about these things anymore, Zhu Pangpang, who has been intimidated by the old man for many years, still thinks it is more reliable to discuss with his own father. …

After all, there is still a year before he becomes emperor.

There was nothing to say all night, and in the early morning of the second day, Zhu Pangpang dragged his exhausted body to find the old man to discuss his thoughts that he had been thinking about all night.

This discussion lasted all day, and when he came back at night, Zhu Pangpang didn't tell Zhu Zhangui the result, but just said that everything is ready, do it according to your own ideas, drink the medicinal wine prepared by Mrs. Zhang and go to rest up.

Although the father didn't say anything, Zhu Zhangui had already seen that the father and the old man must have discussed the replacement candidate.

In fact, when the old man and the old man were discussing at noon, they also sent a message to ask Zhu Zhangui to come over, but Zhu Zhangui refused on the grounds that he had something to do
Now is the time for Dad to be the head of the family. As long as it is not related to the direction of the country, it is time for Dad to be the head of the house.

When he was the prince, he was taken care of by the old man, and his wife took care of him when he returned home. It was hard for him to be the master of the house, and if he was taken care of by his own son, the old man would be too miserable all his life.

As the saying goes, it's all about men, why bother to make things difficult for men.

Many people are sleepless tonight.

The emperor came back from the north and announced to the outside world that he was preparing for the great sacrifice.

If there was no Shandong incident, many people would not have cared too much about it, but when the Shandong incident broke out completely, some people began to feel uneasy.

Especially when they heard that the crown prince discussed matters with the emperor today, after discussing for a whole day, their hearts became even more confused.

Since the emperor gradually handed over the power to the prince, the discussion between the father and son has been a phenomenon all day long, which is very rare.

The matter of the Northern Expedition has come to an end, and the large army is already on its way back to the court. Obviously, it is impossible to discuss the matter of the Northern Expedition.

The Western Region has also entered the final stage, the main army has begun to return, and the remaining remnant enemies have been handed over to the local Qianhu Office, so it cannot be a matter of the Western Region.

Except for a little disturbance in Jiaozhi, there are no other problems in other places in Daming, so Shandong is the only thing left.

Thinking of their involvement with Shandong, many people became more and more flustered. Some of them couldn't sleep, so they just got up and told their family members to pack their things, and told them to leave the city at dawn tomorrow, and escape as far as possible.

Regardless of whether something will happen tomorrow, it is the best choice for the family to leave.

It’s better to come back if there’s nothing to worry about, and to run away one by one if something has to happen, it’s better than staying at home and waiting to die.

The Dachaohui is a huge meeting at the end of each year, and officials who have reached a certain level from all over the country will come.

Especially this year's Great Court Meeting, followed by the court's great sacrifice, more officials came.

As the time arrived at the beginning of the Chou Dynasty, carriages came out from all the mansions and inns of the capital, gathered from all the alleys to the main street, and headed for the gate of the imperial palace.

The officials who came did not get out of the car, but sat in the car and waited for the assembly time.

It's not that they don't want to go down, but that they will inevitably have to talk after going down.

They know they are innocent, but they don't know who is involved in Shandong.

If you chat with the other party for a few words and are seen by someone with a heart, and the other party happens to be involved in Shandong, then you will be in bad luck. …

So in order to prevent being implicated innocently, waiting in the car is the best choice.

When the time arrived at Yinshi, the officials got out of the car, signed in at the designated official's place, and then, under the arrangement of the officials of the Ministry of Rites, stood at the designated position and waited.

Everyone was still silent, watching each other's eyes, nose, nose, and heart, like an old monk in meditation.

On the other side, the family members of officials with ghosts in their hearts, according to their master's instructions, pulled a large cart and a small cart, and led the whole family towards the city gate.

Although the sky is still dark now, it is nothing compared to the lives of my family.

Few of the family members of Beijing officials are fools.

It is definitely not a trivial thing for my master to panic in the middle of the night and let the whole family pack their bags and leave. The lightest thing is ransacking the house, or even ransacking the entire family.

With this guess, the family packed up their clothes without any complaints, calculated the time to open the city gate, and ran over to line up in advance.

But not long after they walked out, teams of Jinyiwei came out of alleys and blocked their way with indifference.

When the time was slowly approaching Damao, the officials of the Ministry of Rituals took the list and began to count, and after confirming that everyone had arrived, they faced the imperial city and waited for the gate of the imperial city to open.

"Winter..."

"Dangdang..."

When the time reached Mao, the sound of bells and drums sounded in the imperial city.

"Squeak!"

The closed gate of the palace slowly opened inwards, and two teams of palace guards in iron armor, holding long spears with red tassels, stepped out of the gate of the palace.

Civil and military officials lined up outside the city, after the palace guards stood on both sides of the gate, accompanied by the sound of bells and drums, they entered the palace nervously.

They don't know whether they will come out lying down after stepping in with this foot.

They didn't even know that the family they thought they had arranged was already waiting for them in the cell one step ahead of time.

ps: I had a high fever yesterday, accompanied by muscle pain all over my body, I really couldn't type, so I took a day off yesterday.This afternoon around 4:00, I slowed down a bit, and I tried to fill in the more than 2000 words I wrote the day before yesterday. I am still having a high fever, and it is expected that it will improve a lot tomorrow.

Brothers, you must take good precautions. This feeling is really uncomfortable. It's like dying. Even if it's not for yourself, you must pay attention to it for your family!Notice!Notice!