my days with tyrants

Chapter 75 The Grandson

On Mount Wutai.

"Okay!"

Yang Feng looked at his embassy.

The scale of this embassy is not large, after all, it is impossible for the Great Xia Kingdom to continue to send people, so it doesn’t take much for him alone, it is actually a three-story wooden structure building...

This avoids the level problem.

At this time, any building has a corresponding status level.

Government offices, mansions, huts...

So what level is the embassy?
Official office?

This is definitely not appropriate.

Residential house?

Nor is it appropriate.

Although there are also Huitongguan dedicated to foreign tribute envoys, they are for vassal states. Yang Feng is not a vassal state. Daxia and Ming are equal diplomatic relations. There is no one who submits to the other, so it is simply made A pavilion without any attributes, completely avoiding these identity issues.However, it is also in line with Yang Feng's wishes. After all, in this era without air-conditioning fans, summer in the south of the Yangtze River is still very hot.

Moreover, this pavilion covers a large area, and the interior can be arranged according to your wishes.

It's not just a pavilion either.

There are some outbuildings on the sides and behind.

"But why is there no wall?"

he asked very suspiciously.

"This is His Majesty's will."

Zhang Xianzong said with a smile.

His current official position is still the Ming Dynasty's ambassador to Daxia, but he has been promoted to a bachelor's degree, so he is equivalent to becoming Zhu Yuanzhang's secretary.

Flying Huang Tengda ah!
It is easy to be pulled out.

In short, this position belongs to the coexistence of danger and opportunity.

Pain and be happy!
"what!"

Yang Feng despised it for a moment.

Obviously, Lao Zhu was afraid that he would not be transparent enough, so he didn’t even have a wall around him. From this, it can be seen that building a pavilion for him was not for any status issue, but because this kind of building was easy to peep at, so the embassy next to Zhang Xianzong was Totally an observation post.

Two identical pavilions are juxtaposed on Mount Wutai like the twin towers of the Twin Pagoda Temple.

It's easy to peek that way.

Yang Feng then walked into his embassy.

The huge regiment of righteous women followed, and immediately flooded the embassy...

"Hurry up and make some double beds. This kind of bunk beds should be made stronger, the sooner the better, the quantity should be at least three hundred, and six hundred sets of quilts and the like should be prepared as soon as possible. Throw away all these messes, and then put them on this kind of double bed, and the bottom two floors are all full. If it can’t be opened here, put it on his side, clean up the houses of the subordinates outside, and then add stoves, pots and pans Pots and the like should be purchased according to the dining standard for 600 people. Then go to buy rice, noodles, meat and vegetables, find a fixed supplier, and then send 600 people over every day, and make long dining tables, benches, etc. It is also the standard of 600 people."

Yang Feng said to the manager beside him while walking in the embassy.

This was also sent by Zhu Yuanzhang.

In fact, it's not just the manager, there are also clerks, servants, coachmen, and cooks. Those ancillary buildings are for them. The embassy itself is only used by Yang Feng himself, and of course the guards are indispensable.

It is also Jinyiwei, a family of Jinyiwei with a hundred soldiers guarding the embassy.

But they don't live here.

Instead, it is divided into two shifts, one shift per day.

There are even a few women who specialize in laundry.

The maid did not.

Xiaoyu is his maid.

But at this time Xiaoyu has not come back.

After spending the winter in Guangning, the little princess immediately enters a state of reluctance to leave...

Spring is coming.

It's her spring too.

Compared with life in a palace with severe restrictions, like being in prison, in Quang Ninh she can live as much as she wants.

Anyway, her brother is still in Jilin.

At this time, Zhu Di and Zhu Zhi are still moving forward step by step. Now they have built Huining City and built a new city at the mouth of Mudanjiang. Because of the new supply point of Xiguan City, the Ming army with two supply lines can barely maintain food supply. .Now it has stopped due to the cold weather, and it is estimated that in the spring of next year, it will really enter Nuergan City, and basically all the tribes along the route will surrender.

And Guo Ying has already gone to Liaoyang, as the guarding general behind the second king.

The construction of Liao Palace has stopped.

The transportation of military supplies to Hoeryong required a lot of manpower.

Not so many people continue to build the palace.

So even if Zhu Zhi returns to Guangning, he still has to live in tents.

In short, at this time, no one in Guangning dared to care about Her Royal Highness, and she was unblocked all of a sudden, and she has been playing in Liaodong until now. It is estimated that it is time to go south from Guangning. After all, if she does not leave, she will have to face the winter snow , but at her speed, I am afraid that she will have to go until the end of the year.

But it might not have gone.

Zhu Yuanzhang no longer cares about when she will come back.

Xie Guidu has already returned, but he went directly to Shanxi to serve as the commander of the capital.

At present, Dai Gui is protecting the princess in Guangning.

In short, Her Royal Highness has basically been forgotten there.

But Yang Feng still has a few adopted daughters by his side.

Of course, all the prettiest.

Although this age is still a bit young, it is enough to be a maid by his side, including his sign girl.

"Ambassador, this money?"

The manager said cautiously.

"Why, the great Ming Dynasty, can't afford to support an envoy?"

Yang Feng said.

"I will play your Majesty!"

Zhang Xianzong said to the general manager.

For such a trivial matter, His Majesty the Emperor will be very generous.

Daming has always been generous to envoys.

The latter hurried to make arrangements.

Yang Feng walked straight to the third floor with the righteous women's regiment and admired the city in front of him.

"It doesn't change much either!"

He said.

"The ambassador has only been away for less than a year, what else do you want to change?"

"We've all had to change with each passing day."

"The pomp is so steady, and the rapid changes are so orderly. Confucianism in your country is on the decline, and the people are chasing luxury and extravagance. Even with the rapid changes, chaos will inevitably occur."

"Uh, you are very good at associating! According to you, it is best that the whole country will never change. Everyone lives like ants. The worker ants are always busy going out to find food, and the soldier ants are always guarding the nest. Feeding fat queen ants is in a pattern day after day. But in that way, humans are not even as good as ants, after all, the queen is responsible for laying eggs and ensuring the existence of the ant colony, but what is the purpose of humans?"

"In order to be able to die of old age on the bed, instead of burying bones in a ditch in troubled times."

"If the small people get the whole leader, won't they die in vain?"

"Of course!"

Zhang Xianzong said very simply.

Therefore, on this issue, there are serious differences in the evaluation criteria of the two sides.

For Yang Feng, a city that hasn't seen any changes for a year is undoubtedly backward. It really has no changes, and even no additional buildings can be seen, as if he didn't leave for a year, but just blinked his eyelids ...

At this time, most of the buildings in Nanjing were actually allocated.

bureaucracy.

Military households, craftsmen households, even shops, and honorable mansions in the guards are all built by the government according to the planning standards, and then given to them to live in, so it is difficult to see any obvious changes.Moreover, the levels are distinct, the size of the courtyard, the number of houses, and the structural layout are all clearly hierarchical, and even buildings of the same level have the same appearance. The whole city seems to be repeated again and again.

Both time and space seem to be frozen.

Such a city looks depressing.

But to those like Zhang Xianzong who have just come out of the chaotic world of corpses and blood, this solidified life means a rare good day. They are afraid of all factors that cause instability, even development.

Rapid development also brings instability, and instability can lead to what they have experienced.

He is from Fujian. Zhu Yuanzhang and Chen Youliang were born in the year of the Poyang Lake War. Fujian was killed in the Yisi Baxi Rebellion at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty. His childhood was probably spent in this environment. passed.

It is no wonder that Confucianism is revived at this time.

At least Confucianism does imagine a stable society.

And stability is the consistent pursuit of the upper and lower levels.

"Ambassador, the emperor's grandson is here."

The captain of the guard went upstairs and said.

Yang Feng turned his head and looked outside, and he could see a guard of honor at the foot of the mountain, and a carriage in the middle that met the standards of the emperor's grandson, but Zhu Yunxi hadn't come down yet, so he could only see a person in a red robe inside the carriage, If you take a special car with a guard of honor, then this is a formal visit, and you must go down the mountain to meet him.

Not only that, Yang Feng also had to dress formally.

and so……

"Change!"

Yang Feng said.

The most beautiful adopted daughter hurried forward with her two sisters. The latter held formal suits designed by Yang Feng in their hands. As for the styles, they were of course his military uniforms, and they even had hats.Except for the color, due to dyes and technical limitations of this era, there must be a slight difference, but there are basically no differences. There must be differences in the fabric, but fortunately, it can be resolved by ironing.

Moreover, some copper alloy buttons and the like were simply plated with gold.

Glittering gold.

As for the gun, of course there must be.

So Ambassador Yang, who finished changing clothes, held a small mirror with some embarrassment.

"Let's go, and tell your grandsons, this is our military salute."

Yang Feng saluted and said.

He planned to salute Zhu Yuanzhang in the future.

Love accepts it or not.

Zhang Xianzong silently looked at his outfit...

"Your dresses are also double-breasted."

He said.

"Isn't it possible?"

"At least Ming can't do it right now. His Majesty has just decreed this year that no one is allowed to wear a pair of skirts except horse riders."

"What does that have to do with me? Besides, he is too lenient. Did he think that only Hulu wore double-breasted clothes? Tang and Song Dynasties had double-breasted clothes, and women's clothing with double-breasted clothes had been popular in Song Dynasty, but it is not allowed for him? He thinks Is his ban useful for this kind of thing? You can tell him that in a hundred years, let alone double-breasted, folks will dare to wear boa robes, and his clothing bans are useless at all.

Don't go against the preferences of the common people.

As long as the common people find it convenient and attractive, it will eventually become popular.

In addition, tell him that we dug up the tomb of Fuhao from the Shang Dynasty at that time, and we also wore double skirts at that time. "

Yang Feng said.

Then he just walked up to the stairs.

Zhang Xianzong was speechless and could only follow behind.

(End of this chapter)