Ming Dynasty: A hundred-year-old immortal cultivator, Zhu Yuanzhang’s biological father

hiss!
After Xie Jin said this, the entire Jiaozhi Provincial Administration fell silent. Everyone gasped and looked at Xie Jin in disbelief!

"you dare!"

Hong Xuebin shouted: "You little dog, you dare to touch me? Who do you think you are? You are just a brat, don't you know your own weight?"

"I am in Yingtian, in the History Museum, and in the Hanlin Academy..."

"Pull it down! Cut it!"

When the soldiers dragged Hong Xuebin away, his eyes bulged out: "How dare you, Jie!"

"You, you, Mr. Jie, are you crazy?"

"How dare you lynch me?"

"I am an official of the Ming Dynasty, how dare you cut me..."

puff!

The sound outside stopped abruptly.

The sound of the long knife chopping bones echoed so clearly in everyone's ears!

Everyone present was silent as a mouse, looking at Xie Jin again, their expressions finally replaced by deep awe.

No one could believe that Xie Jin actually dared to chop people!

Xie Jin said coldly: "Everyone, there are still people whose land surveys and population censuses have not been given to me yet, so hurry up."

Everyone couldn't help but tremble, and said: "Yes, yes!"

Xie Jin sneered: "If you mistake the fake for the real thing, don't blame me for being ruthless! I dared to chop off the Left Councillor, and if you don't do a good job, I, Xie, will let you be buried with me before my head falls off."

With this power, Xie Jin was completely established in Jiaozhi!

Everyone was terrified to the extreme, and at the same time, they were murmuring in their hearts.

This guy just came to Jiaozhi and killed Lord Hong. This may have established his power, but how long can you live?
Behind Hong Xuebin stood a group of people from the Hanlin Academy.

They are not easy to mess with!

But no matter what, at this stage, the political power of Jiaozhi has been stabilized by Xie Jin, and everyone is no longer as lax as before, and they have all thrown themselves into their respective work.

"Lord Wang, this..."

Several officials discussed in low voices as they left.

Wang Jingliren was already shaking with fear, but he managed to calm himself down and said, "Cruel!"

"Is this kid really a green hand in the officialdom?"

"Killing Ming officials? He is too bold! Unless it is an order from the emperor!"

"Your Majesty, how can you have the time to take care of the mess in Jiaozhi? The capital is still in a bloody storm."

"Since it wasn't the emperor's order, why is Mr. Jie so confident?"

"Who knows? He might be gone in a while!"

"What if Xie Jin is still alive and well?"

"That means the person who controls the power of life and death over Jiaozhi is the one standing behind Xie Jin...hiss! The heir to the throne?"

When everyone analyzed this, they were all stunned and shocked! "Do things first, do them well, and wait and see what happens!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Do it!"

On the Jiaozhi side, following Zhu Xiongying's order, the net began to close in, which also indicated that from now on, Jiaozhi would truly enter the track that Zhu Huai had expected.

Similarly, in Yingtian City, when the old man returned to the palace, the killing came to an abrupt end.

At the beginning of the Hongwu year, as the Wen Boqi case came to an end, those who were implicated and executed, including 35 officials of all ranks and their families, nearly a thousand lives, were buried forever under the loess of Yingtian City!

Although the case did not involve too many people, it was the first time since Hu Weiyong that Emperor Hongwu executed more than a thousand people in many years!
Zhu Yuanzhang returned to Jinshen Hall and immediately summoned the officials from the Ministry of Personnel, Ministry of Rites and Ministry of Revenue.

At this time, the Minister of Personnel Zhan Hui, the Vice Minister of Revenue Fu Youwen, and the Vice Minister of Rites Li Yuan were standing trembling outside the Jinshen Hall, waiting to be summoned by Zhu Yuanzhang.

No one knew why the emperor suddenly summoned them.

The bloody storm that the old man personally stirred up seems to have come to an end, but no one can be sure whether it will have any residual power.

After a while, Zheng He announced that the three ministers would enter the Jinshen Hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang was busy reviewing memorials.

The three heads of departments stood in the hall with their heads bowed, waiting for Zhu Yuanzhang to question them with some trepidation in their hearts.

"Minister Li, I have an idea. Please listen to it and share your opinion."

Li Yuan, the Minister of Rites, was startled. He didn't know what the old man was going to do, so he could only say tremblingly, "I will listen to the holy words."

Zhu Yuanzhang did not even raise his head, but continued to read the memorial, and said, "There are not many oxen in our country. If we set up a human-shaped wooden frame at both ends of the field, and each wooden frame has a wheel, and cross-shaped pegs are installed at both ends of the wheel, and the plow is placed in between, what do you think?"

Li Yuan pricked up his ears and listened very carefully, not wanting to miss a single word.

Hearing that the old man was not going to make things difficult for him, he breathed a sigh of relief and began to recall what Zhu Yuanzhang had just said in his mind.

Set up wooden frames at both ends of the field... wheels, pegs... he gestured with his hands as he thought.

Fu Youwen and Zhan Hui were also meditating with their eyes closed.

Just quickly.

The three of them were suddenly stunned, and then their eyes suddenly met, and it seemed that they all saw shock in their eyes!
Zhu Yuanzhang leaned back in his armchair, looked up at the three ministers with frozen faces, and said, "Tell me."

Li Yuan, the Minister of Rites, said hastily: "Your Majesty, this kind of farming... can greatly save manpower!"

Zhu Yuanzhang hummed, "Can it be promoted?"

Li Yuan said excitedly: "Absolutely no problem! This generation of plow frames is no less advanced than the reform from straight plow to curved plow!"

"Our emperor is wise! The people are lucky!"

This kind of farming tool is different from the national policy. Whether it is beneficial or not and whether it has any promoting effect on cultivated land can be clearly understood just by thinking about it.

Zhan Hui and Fu Youwen seemed to realize something as well. They looked at each other and said hurriedly, "Our emperor is wise. This is an epoch-making device. God bless the emperor. The people are lucky to have a great ruler like a saint. I, your humble servant, thank you for your kindness on behalf of the people of the world!"

Li Yuan was stunned.

He really didn't expect that Zhan Hui and Fu Youwen were so good at licking.

No, the old man hates compliments the most. Don’t these two people know that?

Besides, what time is it now?
The Wen Boqi case has just been concluded, and the emperor is already unhappy. You two are still trying to provoke the old man. Aren't you blind?
But just when Minister Li thought that the old man was going to be unhappy.

Zhu Yuanzhang was surprised and laughed: "Go away! Stop flattering me. I didn't do this. As long as it's good for the people, you should discuss it with the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Rites. If possible, promote it as soon as possible during the spring ploughing season!"

Fu Youwen was delighted: "I obey your order!" Ah...

Li Yuan, the Minister of Rites, was a little stunned. Today's emperor... is not right!
In other words, Fu Youwen and Zhan Hui seemed to be certain that the old man would be happy if they spoke like this.

This...what is going on?
Late at night.

The lights in the Jinshen Hall were still on.

Zhu Yuanzhang was still reviewing memorials tirelessly.

After another year, Zhu Yuanzhang felt increasingly overwhelmed. After less than half an hour of reviewing, his eyes were already wet and blurry.

Even with glasses, the words still start to look blurry.

It rained again later and Zhu Yuanzhang's rheumatic legs began to ache.

As an old man over 65 years old, all his body functions were declining, and Zhu Yuanzhang could clearly feel that his life was slipping away bit by bit.

It’s not okay to refuse to accept old age.

When he first ascended the throne, Zhu Yuanzhang would review memorials until the early morning and would still be full of energy even after sleeping for three hours.

Now if I don’t sleep for four hours, I always feel sleepy.

He supported his weak body, pounded his swollen legs, applied a hot towel to his wet eyes, and continued to review memorials. The construction of main roads across the country has been advanced by more than half. This year, the court allocated 1.6 million taels of silver for road construction. The old man planned to complete the construction of all the main roads in the fifteen provincial governments and three municipal governments this year.

As for the lower-level administrative units such as prefectures, counties, and counties under the provincial government, the national policy was to complete their construction as much as possible.

In addition, the income from the post station business in various places has also been increasing, and the net fiscal revenue in a single month has reached a terrifying 500,000 taels.

This is the money that is simply sent into the national treasury after leaving out the costs. In other words, the post station sector alone can bring in 6 million taels of silver into the national treasury every year.

This is a considerable amount of fiscal revenue.

This year, the revenue from the two taxes that entered the national treasury was only a mere 10 million taels.

Compared with the total treasury revenue of 2.63 million taels of silver in the first year of Hongwu, the country's economic income has more than increased eightfold in recent years.

This progress was still very terrifying for Zhu Yuanzhang.

Many things are afraid of comparison. After this comparison, the old man was quite scared.

Although the money was not bad, Zhu Yuanzhang was not satisfied because he had several major projects to do this year, the first of which was to expand military research and development investment.

The Ming Dynasty needed to increase its investment in firearms, guns, etc. to deal with possible invasions from the Oirat and Tatars in the north.

The construction of the Ming treasure ships along the southeast coast also requires a huge investment of money.

The salary expenses of officials across the country are also a considerable expense.

So, after calculation, Zhu Yuanzhang had no idea how much surplus grain would be left in the national treasury by the end of the 25th year of Hongwu.

While the old man was frowning in deep thought, Zheng He quietly walked up to Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Your Majesty."

Zheng He was a very thoughtful person. He waited until Zhu Yuanzhang stopped reviewing memorials before coming over to speak.

Zhu Yuanzhang hummed: "Speak."

Zheng He hurriedly said, "His Royal Highness the Grandson requests an audience."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked a little unhappy, but still said: "Go and call him in."

"The slaves obey the order."

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed. Needless to say, he knew that Zhu Yunwen came because of Huang Zicheng's death.

Not long after, Zhu Yunwen came over.

"Grandpa Huang."

Zhu Yuanzhang hummed and asked softly: "What's the matter with you coming to see me so late?"

Zhu Yunwen said: "Grandpa, your health is very important, please don't review the memorial too late."

Zhu Yunwen comforted her carefully.

Zhu Yunwen felt increasingly unfamiliar with Zhu Yuanzhang.

I feel so strange that I’m scared. I’m so scared that I’m even cautious when I speak.

Huang Zicheng's death made Zhu Yunwen realize that the kind old man in front of him was, after all, an emperor who killed people without blinking an eye.

For the first time, he realized that the distance between him and Zhu Yuanzhang had become so far.

Zhu Yuanzhang hummed and said, "Grandpa knows his limits."

Zhu Yunwen thought for a moment and said, "Grandpa Emperor, I want to take my mother to the outskirts of the city for a walk tomorrow."

Fearing that Zhu Yuanzhang would accuse him of extravagance, Zhu Yunwen emphasized: "My grandson will not mobilize a large army, but will quietly go out with a few guards who will protect his safety."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at him puzzledly: "Why did you suddenly want to go out for an outing?"

Zhu Yunwen was silent for a while, then mustered up the courage to say: "The teacher is gone, and I am in a bad mood. I want to go out and relax, and accompany my mother to see the beautiful mountains and rivers that my grandfather conquered."

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment, then sighed and asked, "Do you blame grandpa for Huang Zicheng's death?"

Zhu Yunwen shook his head: "Grandson doesn't dare. Grandson also knows that the teacher must have done something wrong to make grandpa want to kill him."

Zhu Yunwen didn't even have the courage to defend his teacher.

He did not dare to question Zhu Yuanzhang, and he became more and more afraid of his grandfather.

Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to explain something, but in the end he didn't say much. He just said: "Take the third child out as well. You are all family. Also, take your two sisters out for a walk."

Zhu Yunwen nodded: "Okay! Thank you, Grandpa Huang."

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Okay, you can go back now."

Zhu Yunwen said: "Grandpa Emperor, you should go to bed early too. You are not as old as you were when you were young. Don't work too hard."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded.

Looking at Zhu Yunwen's desolate back, Zhu Yuanzhang felt a little uncomfortable.

He is a filial child, but too soft.

We are also thinking about the Zhu family's kingdom.

The lights in the East Palace were still on.

Zhu Yunhuan was reading by lamplight in his study at night.

This year there have been some changes.

He found that since some time ago, Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Biao and Empress Ma seemed to come to the Eastern Palace less and less frequently.

This year I haven't come once.

No one knows where the boss Zhu Xiongying has gone.

Huang Zicheng's teacher was also killed by Zhu Yuanzhang two days ago.

All of this made Zhu Yunhuan gradually feel that something unknown was happening quietly.

Who is the emperor thinking about?

Zhu Yunwen held his chin in deep thought. "Third brother."

Zhu Yunwen knocked on Zhu Yunxun's door.

Zhu Yunhuan was frightened and said hurriedly: "Please come in, second brother."

Zhu Yunwen came in.

Zhu Yunwen did not have much affection for this half-brother.

Zhu Yunwen hated Zhu Xiongying so much that he couldn't even look at Zhu Yunhuan well.

If the Emperor had not instructed Zhu Yunwen to bring Zhu Yunhuan with him today, he would not have wanted to bother with this nominal third brother at all.

She had already fallen out with Zhu Yunhun before. After Zhu Xiongying returned to the Eastern Palace in a while, Zhu Yunhun would definitely rely on his elder brother to take revenge on her and her son!

But since the emperor had said so, Zhu Yunwen did not dare to disobey. "Second brother, is there something you want to talk to me about so late at night?"

Zhu Yunwen said: "My mother and I are going out for an outing tomorrow, you can come with us."

Zhu Yunxun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, second brother. I won't go."

Zhu Yunwen said: "Grandpa Emperor told me to do this." Zhu Yunxun nodded: "Oh, that's good."

Zhu Yunwen said a few words and turned to leave.

……

Zhu Mansion late at night.

Zhu Xiongying was also reading by lamplight at night. Late at night, a servant came over with honey tea.

(End of this chapter)