I'm only seven years old, Lao Zhu, you let me supervise the country?

Chapter 24 Lao Zhu's thoughts, two tasks!

"Yes! Plant it yourself, hahaha..."

"Good, good, good!"

"Our old bones haven't worked for many years, it's time to be active, hahaha!"

Lao Zhu's eyes were moist, and he cried and laughed for a while, as if he remembered something.

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang happy like a child, Zhu Yunxi was stunned.

What is Zhu Yuanzhang's status now?
The king of a country, the honor of ninety-five.

And, apart from these, he is still a 65-year-old man!
Want to farm the land by yourself?
Facing the loess and back to the sky, he worked diligently and painstakingly in the fields.

The difference is that what Lao Zhu grows is not sweet potatoes, not crops, but the prosperity of the country and the safety of the people, and every poor family.

Lao Zhu planted the world.

Zhu Yunxi couldn't help sighing in his heart.

No matter how cruel and ruthless Lao Zhu was to his ministers, he was indeed a good emperor to the people.

Throughout the ages, has any emperor been able to do what Lao Zhu did?

In terms of ability, maybe someone is no worse than Lao Zhu.

But if it is said that loving the people is like a child, and Lao Zhu is called the second, then there is no first.

Zhu Yunxi also understood that Lao Zhu was born in a poor family, and even worked as a beggar monk.

Hungry and full.

As he said himself, if he had had a mouthful of food to eat back then, he might not have raised an army.

However, this experience also allowed Lao Zhu to have a deeper understanding of the suffering of ordinary people.

It is precisely because Lao Zhu has never had a full meal in the first half of his life that he does not want to let the people go hungry.

It is precisely because he has endured hunger and cold that he does not want to see starvation everywhere.

Zhu Yunxi just looked at Lao Zhu like that.

At the beginning, Zhu Yunxi only regarded Lao Zhu as a majestic emperor.

In addition to fear in my heart, I just don't want to face it.

But at this moment, looking at Zhu Yuanzhang who looked like an old child, all he had in his heart was admiration.

Such a mind, such a mind, how can people not admire it?

Realizing that Zhu Yunzhen was looking at him, the expression on Lao Zhu's face changed more than ten times, and then he just looked at Zhu Yunzhen.

His eyes were complicated, sometimes excited, sometimes hesitant.

Dozens of emotions converged in his eyes, making it impossible to guess his thoughts.
I can't even see his emotions.

People's hearts are unpredictable, let alone the heart of an emperor.

Zhu Yunxuan felt uncomfortable when Zhu Yuanzhang saw him, and his heart beat secretly.

Could it be that Lao Zhu saw something?

"Grandpa Huang." Zhu Yunxi asked weakly: "Why are you looking at Xu'er like this?"

Only then did Zhu Yuanzhang come back to his senses and said: "It's okay, it's okay. Grandpa Huang is a little lost in thought. Soo'er, let's..."

Having said that, Zhu Yuanzhang hesitated to speak again.

He seemed to be struggling in some way.

"Grandfather, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Would you like to call the imperial doctor for you?" Zhu Yunxi asked with concern.

Zhu Yuanzhang breathed a sigh of relief suddenly, as if he had made up his mind, he said, "Xiao'er, Grandpa Huang wants to arrange two tasks for you, can you do it?"

Zhu Yunxi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "Grandfather, what mission is it?"

Old Zhu suddenly laughed again.

His moody appearance makes it impossible to guess what he is thinking.

"Xi'er." Zhu Yuanzhang stretched out his hand and gently stroked Zhu Yunxu's hair, with loving eyes.

At this moment, he didn't seem to be an emperor, but an elder who had high hopes for his younger generation.

But Zhu Yunxi knew that what Lao Zhu said was by no means an easy task.

"Grandpa Emperor..."

Zhu Yuanzhang interrupted Zhu Yunxi and said directly: "The first thing Grandpa Huang said was taxation."

"Taxes?" Zhu Yunxi was puzzled, not knowing what Lao Zhu was thinking.

Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled, and said slowly, "Grandpa Huang has thought about the commercial and tax matters you said last time, and thinks what you said is very reasonable."

"The taxes on those businessmen are indeed too low. It's not painful at all for them."

Zhu Yunxi's heart moved slightly, and he asked: "Grandpa Huang, what do you mean..."

"Take it!" Old Zhu said firmly, "This tax should indeed be collected."

Zhu Yunxuan was a little surprised. He had thought that it would not be easy to convince Lao Wei to agree to this matter, so he could only figure it out slowly, but he did not expect that it would suddenly take a turn for the worse.

From this point of view, there should be a lot of hope for Lao Zhu to agree to the sea ban.

However, there is no need to worry, wait for the sweet potatoes planted by Lao Zhu to grow and witness the production of this product, and then tell him that there are still potatoes and corn overseas, so that Lao Zhu will not send a ship to sea.

The era of great voyages is approaching, and it is Da Ming who should start this new era, instead of letting others take the lead.

Coming from a later life, he always had this obsession in his heart.

Great voyages, colonial times, primitive capital, social changes, technological leaps...

Human society is about to usher in a major change that has never occurred in thousands of years, and if you take the first step, you will have a great advantage.

While thinking about it, Zhu Yunxuan said: "Grandfather, the emperor, has learned a lot."

Old Zhu laughed, and changed the subject: "The tax must be collected, but how to collect it, Grandpa Huang wants to test you. After all, you came up with this idea."

"You go back and think about it carefully, and write a memorial to explain in detail how to implement it."

"Also, you must write it yourself, you can't ask someone else to write it for you, even if you tell him to write it, it won't work, understand?"

Let a seven-year-old child write memorials?
Zhu Yunzhen was stunned.

What kind of medicine does Lao Zhu sell in this gourd?

There are a lot of talents in the Ming Dynasty, and there are definitely many people who understand taxation. Why do you have to test yourself?

Zhu Yunxi instinctively wanted to refuse, thinking that Lao Zhu had ulterior motives.

"Grandpa Huang..." Zhu Yunxi said with a bitter face, flattening his mouth coquettishly: Is this too difficult? "

Old Zhu said indifferently: "It may be difficult for others, but it should not be difficult for you. Besides, it is just a test. If you make a mistake, you will make a mistake. Grandpa Huang will not blame you."

"Grandpa Huang, Li'er is only seven years old!" Zhu Yunxi continued acting coquettishly: "Where does Li'er know how to write memorials?"

"What's wrong with being seven years old?" Lao Zhu narrowed his eyes slightly, pretending to be annoyed: "You are our grandson!"

"At the end of the Spring and Autumn Period, when Gan Luo was 12 years old, he went to Zhao as an envoy and secured more than a dozen cities. Qin Shihuang granted him the title of Shangqing."

"Gan Luo worshiped the prime minister, shocking the world."

"Although you are only seven years old, you are smart and smart. In the eyes of the emperor, you are not much worse than Na Ganluo!"

"Don't you want to disappoint Grandpa Huang?"

"Besides, you are not studying with Grandpa Huang, this is the homework that Grandpa Huang left for you."

Seeing that Lao Zhu had made up his mind, Zhu Yunxi couldn't refuse at all, so he could only say: "Grandpa Huang, I understand."

"Well, that's right! Hahaha..." Lao Zhu was satisfied now, and laughed.

"Xiao'er, remember the words of Grandpa Huang." Old Zhu stopped laughing, and once again urged: "Don't ask others to write for you, understand?"

Zhu Yunxuan guessed Lao Zhu's intention and said: "Grandpa Huang, Xu'er understands."

Suddenly, Zhu Yunxi had an idea in his heart.

Lao Zhu asked himself to write the memorial, but also wrote it himself, what is the meaning of this?
Shouldn't...

Before Zhu Yunxi could think about it, Zhu Yuanzhang spoke again.

"And the second thing."

Zhu Yunxi withdrew his thoughts and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang a little nervously.

My heart said don't give me any more problems.

But things sometimes backfire.

Zhu Yuanzhang took a sip of tea, cleared his throat, and said, "The second thing is that the emperor wants you to try the case of the Bu family. How about it?"

what?
Zhu Yunxi was dumbfounded for a moment.

Good guy, Lao Zhu really doesn't treat himself like a child!
It's fine to just make a plan, but also to try the case?

What case is a seven-year-old trying?

Thinking of this, Zhu Yunxi hurriedly put on a bitter face, and said, "Grandpa Huang, you, aren't you embarrassing Liu'er?"

"Ying Tian Fu Yin, Dali Temple, Jin Yiwei, Ministry of Punishment... so many civil and military officials are more suitable than Li'er, why do you want Li'er to interrogate?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes widened again, and he said majesticly: "This incident was originally caused by you, and you arrested the person. All the people are watching. If you don't interrogate, who will interrogate?"

Lao Zhu raised his voice a little bit, and changed from an elder to an emperor again.

Zhu Yunxi wondered: "Grandfather, I'm only seven years old, and I don't even have dignity sitting in the courtroom. If I say something wrong, it's the next thing for me to be laughed at. If Grandpa Huang..."

"What are you afraid of?" Lao Zhu said loudly: "Are you timid, like a man?"

"You are our grandson, and we are supporting you from behind! Let's see who dares to laugh?"

Lao Zhu frowned and stared, looking extremely majestic.

However, there was a slight warmth in Zhu Yunxi's heart.

Should I say it or not, Lao Zhu really dotes on these juniors!

Just listen to Lao Zhu continue to say: "Besides, when you arrested the Bu family and his son today, weren't you very majestic?"

"That's it for this matter!"

Seeing that what Lao Zhu said was not allowed to refuse at all, Zhu Yunxi secretly sighed in his heart.

I obviously just want to be a happy prince!
Looking at it now, the case of the Bu family involved a lot, and it was far from being as simple as it appeared on the surface.

Hey!
That's it.

Who told him to be Zhu Biao's son!
Looking at the determined Lao Zhu, Zhu Yunxi had no choice but to agree: "Zhen'er understands."

(End of this chapter)