Chapter 27 Is Zhu Ming so happy?

In the palace, Zhu Zheng was sitting on a chair with high spirits, looking like he was still recalling the countless adoring looks after bragging about the battle on the street.

Wang Fu walked in from outside, holding a wooden tray in his hand with some fruits, a pot of tea and a teacup on it.

Chinese people have been drinking tea since ancient times, and it has even spread abroad.

And the more ancient it is, the more complicated the tea drinking process is.

But don’t forget that the current emperor is Zhu Yuanzhang. He was born in poverty and found that the tea cakes passed down from the Song Dynasty were too troublesome and wasteful. They were simply luxuries that only nobles could afford.

Zhu Yuanzhang simply discarded his own tribute tea cakes.

Isn't it just drinking tea? Just get a handful of tea leaves, boil water and brew it, and that's it.
Therefore, the current tea ceremony is very simple. It is no different from the way modern people drink tea in later generations. They all make a pot of boiling water to brew some tea leaves, let it cool and then drink it.

However, there are also people who like old traditions, such as tea bowls, which were not brought by the Manchus and were less influenced by movies and TV dramas.

According to legend, Gaiwancha was created by the daughter of Cui Ning, the governor of Sichuan during the Tang Dynasty.

That is also an old tradition.

"Your Highness, you were exaggerating a little bit," Wang Fu said as he put things on the case in front of Zhu Chu.

Zhu Ming glanced at Wang Fu and said, "What? Do you think that this king is a person who loves great achievements and likes to be exaggerated?"

Is not it?

Although Wang Fu didn't say it out loud, his eyes revealed his thoughts.

Zhu Ming resisted the urge to curse and said seriously: "Wang Fu, if I am really that kind of person, wouldn't it be better to take your credit as my own? After all, I have just arrived here, and this is my territory in name. , but so what in reality?”

"People's hearts are complicated. Let's not talk about what the local officials and the defenders you replaced think. Let's just talk about the common people and gentry. Can they really be convinced by me all of a sudden?"

"I am also very helpless. I need the people's support. If I want to govern Yundi well, the people's will is indispensable."

Therefore, Zhu Zhen deliberately exaggerated some contents before.

If he had revealed on the spot that the enemy numbered less than 2000 and did not even have decent weapons, he would have said that they were savages who would be praised by hunters.

And he brought 3 people with him, which was still a well-equipped army.

Who still worships him?

You're using a cannon to kill mosquitoes. What's there to brag about?
It's like an adult bullying a three-year-old child, his own son. Is this worth bragging about?
You beat your son to tears, and you tell people when you go out?This is not shameful.

But of course Zhu Ming had his own reasons for doing this.

He needs to win people's hearts as soon as possible, and he needs to use his achievements to gain the recognition and even worship of the people.

He also wants everyone to know that he is not a waste.

"I don't know when my eldest brother will die. How can I have so much time to take my time," Zhu Zhen sighed secretly.

What he regrets most is that when he was in school, he only focused on his own subjects.

If he had known that he would travel to the Ming Dynasty, of course he would have read all the history books of the Ming Dynasty.

But now, Zhu Biao was not looking forward to Zhu Biao's sudden death. The problem was that he didn't know the specific year in which Zhu Biao died, and he only knew that Zhu Biao was sick, but he didn't know what the disease was.How can he save this big brother?
Do you want to write a letter now to tell your elder brother Zhu Biao that you may be dying? Please be careful at all times.

Isn't Zhu Biao scared to death by him?Eighteenth brother wants to harm me?
And once Zhu Yuanzhang finds out, he may be the one who is going to die.

So Zhu Ming can't do anything now, and there's nothing he can do.

After all, he and even Zhu Yuanzhang loved the prince Zhu Biao deeply. Again, just like the joke posted on the Internet, if Zhu Biao dared to rebel, Zhu Yuanzhang would probably surrender and rebel to the princelings with a smile.

The only thing Zhu Yuanzhang criticized most about Zhu Biao was that the prince was too generous and kind, but lacked some of the domineering spirit of an emperor.

If Zhu Biao dares to imitate Lao Zhu and rebel and take over the world, that would be perfect.

"Although I don't know the cause and specific time of my eldest brother's death, I'm afraid it won't be long ago, right?" Zhu Zhen thought silently in his heart and sighed again.

There really isn't much time left for him.

Even if he was not worried that Zhu Yuanzhang would take action against these sons, Zhu Ming had to be on guard against his eldest nephew Zhu Yunwen, and he had to be on guard against the fact that one day he might even have to compete with his fourth brother Zhu Di for the throne.

Just as he had thought deeply in the camp before, as long as the prince didn't die, nothing would happen and everyone would stay in peace, because their eldest brother was really good.

But once the prince dies suddenly, everything will be different, and the whole world may be in turmoil.

After all, Zhu Yuanzhang is old.

How can he still have time and energy to train the next heir?

It's not just that the emperor's grandson Zhu Yunwen can only succeed to the throne.

So Zhu Ming raised his head, looked at Wang Fu, and asked: "So, do you think there is anything wrong with what I did?"

Wang Fu was stunned for a moment, always feeling that the prince's tone and demeanor were a little different, but he couldn't tell what was different from usual, so he could only nod and agree: "It's the general who didn't think about it, and your highness naturally has your considerations. The general is out."

Zhu Xi nodded.

After Wang Fu left, Zhu Min opened the system page again.

"Eh? Why is the force value a little higher?" Zhu Min was suddenly surprised to find that he clearly remembered that his force value was 83 points, and he spent hundreds of points to increase his attributes.

But now it’s 84 points?Can this be added automatically?
"I'm really stupid," Zhu Zhen patted his forehead with his hand. He was confused by those unrealistic ideas. Didn't he have the old witch beheaded?This is the old witch's head.

After thinking about this clearly, Zhu Ming watched the dynasty system again and again, and finally silently chose to close it.

"This broken system seems to be of no use except for adding attributes to me. Although the added attributes have greatly improved my physical fitness. But the question is, is this the only thing? Everyone else's cheats are All kinds of cheating, is this all mine?" Zhu Min gritted his teeth.

I always feel like I'm a time traveler, but I always feel like I'm being targeted. What's going on?

And what kind of tax system is there? A tax is collected once every calendar month, and the tax is based on the population in the territory. How is this calculated?
The most important thing is, what exactly does this tax do?

This is what Zhu Chu cares about.

Because apart from personal force, his system is almost a decoration. That’s what it means to be useless, right?
"Oh, I don't want to think about it anymore, it's useless. Let's think about the Hongmen Banquet tonight first. No, I really want to entertain Zhao Kuo and the others."

(End of this chapter)

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