Daming: My grandfather is Emperor Hongwu!

Chapter 230 Microservice (1)

After late autumn, it is winter.

Light snow fell in the capital, which was different from the heroic wind and snow in the north. The snow in the south of the Yangtze River fell slowly and melted when it fell on the ground. It fell on the branches to add color, and was hidden among the winter flowers.

Looking from a distance, the snow on those branches has a little enchantment, like the intoxicating artistic conception in ink painting.

The frame of dozens of people drove out of the capital slowly. Even though they were wearing ordinary civilian clothes, the sturdy aura of the man on the horse couldn't be concealed at all.

Hawkeye looked around, looking around warily.On the horse's back there is a knife in the front and a bow in the back, and a throwing ax covered with cloth is hung on the hook, and iron bones are attached.

These people drove a carriage for a long distance, leaving ruts on the shallow white snow.

The carriage was as warm as spring, the old man leaned against the soft couch with the heater in his arms.

Zhu Xiongying curiously opened the curtains and looked at the scenery outside the car window.

The old man passed on the decree to the crown prince Zhu Biao to supervise the country, and he took Zhu Xiongying to his hometown in Fengyang to worship his ancestors.

This is the first time that Zhu Xiongying has stepped out of the capital city. The majestic palace city gradually disappeared, and mountains, rivers and flat fields appeared in front of his eyes.

"Let's put down the curtain!" Seeing his grandson's angry face, the old man smiled dotingly, "I've been looking at it all day, be careful of the wind and catch a cold!"

"Grandpa, grandson wants to go out and ride a horse!" Zhu Xiongying laughed.

"Impossible! It's cold outside, and the wind is strong!" The old man smiled, "Before we left, your grandmother told us that if you are sick and tired, you want us to look good!"

"Grandson is not so delicate!" Zhu Xiongying laughed.

As he spoke, Zhu Xiongying stretched out his hand, feeling the snowflakes outside the carriage falling on his palm.

"What is there to see about Xue?" The old man smiled and said, "Haven't the palace seen enough?"

"The snow in the palace is a snow scene, and it is the craftsmen who piled up the snowflakes to make them look good for us to see!" Zhu Xiongying looked out of the window, "It looks good, but it loses its nature. Grandpa, look, there are all over the mountains and plains. Shallow snow, doesn't it look like a landscape painting!"

"Painting?" The old man smiled and looked out of the window, "You, born in a golden nest, think snow is beautiful. You know, if you are an ordinary person, you are most afraid of snow!"

Then, the old man paused, "It's cold when it snows, without thick clothes, frostbite on hands and feet. If the snow is heavy, it is easy to freeze the winter seedlings in the field to death. The south is better, and the goose feathers in the north It snowed heavily, and I don’t know how many people’s houses were crushed.”

"Whether it's snow, wind, or rain, in the eyes of scholars who suffer from the plague, they are all scenes of reciting poems and composing poems. But in the hearts of the common people, don't let his mother come too often, or he will suffer disaster!"

"Grandfather, the emperors of all ages, there has never been anyone like you who will always remember the people in their hearts!" Zhu Xiongying laughed.

"Don't flatter me! Your mouth is as sweet as honey!" The old man laughed, and then he looked out of the window, "It's not that we remember the people in our hearts, our old Zhu's family has been the people for generations!"

At this time, Zheng Guogong Chang Mao, the guard, appeared outside the carriage.

"Your Highness!" Chang Mao said softly, "A brother came to report that there was a big market thirty miles away, and they said that there were rice cakes sold in the market, do you want to try it!" He said with a smile, "Yes The glutinous rice cakes hammered out with wooden stakes are sweet and soft!"

"We haven't eaten it for many years, so ask someone to buy it and taste it!" Before Zhu Xiongying could speak, the old man laughed first.

Chang Mao hurriedly sent someone to pass the message, while he rode his horse and stood guard outside the carriage.

These days, Zhu Xiongying felt that this uncle treated him differently than before.

He became more affectionate, occasionally looking at him with eyes full of love and affection for a while, and full of pampering for a while, and sometimes even secretly looking at his side face in a trance.

Yes, Chang Mao would think of his sister whenever he saw Zhu Xiongying.

The male baby is like a mother, the more I look at it, the more I feel that Zhu Xiongying's face bears the look of his sister.

"Uncle!" Zhu Xiongying called softly.

Chang Mao immediately bowed his head, "I dare not!"

"The emperor's grandmother said that she is not in the court when she is away from home, so let me call you uncle!"

Hearing this, a smile bloomed on Chang Mao's face, and his pampering was beyond words, "What are your orders, Your Highness?"

"How many times have you been back to Fengyang?" Zhu Xiongying asked casually.

"I don't remember either!" Chang Mao smiled honestly, "Anyway, since I was 13 years old, I have to go back every year to learn how to lead troops to fight with the honorable old minister!"

He said with a smile, "The last time, I was with my uncle Yongchanghou."

The Marquis of Yongchang is Lan Yu, and Lan Yu at this time is not yet the Dinghaishenzhen in the Ming army.

"Before I came, Marquis Yongchang especially told me to take good care of His Highness Zhouquan!" Chang Mao imitated Lan Yu's tone and said, "Mao Touer, don't look at you as a prince, I'm just a prince. If you serve Not good grandson, come back, I will slap you with a big mouth!"

"Haha!" Zhu Xiongying couldn't help laughing when he thought of Lan Yu's words.

But in the carriage, the old man looked at Zhu Xiongying's smiling face, but he had other thoughts.

"Brother Ying, there are too many nobles around him. The warriors in the army are loyal, but after a long time, it is inevitable that they will not know what is good or bad."

"Especially, they are not only nobles in the army, but also relatives. Biao'er has a kind nature, and Brother Ying is also quite affectionate to them. In the future, the warriors will grow bigger and take control of the military. After all, people will be a little worried!"

The car drove slowly and passed a town where it was already dark, so we stayed here overnight to rest.

Although the town is small, it is very lively. There are passing merchants everywhere. Under the meager night, it is full of the smell of food.

Appeal!
The cavalry stood in front of the best-looking inn in the town, and the guys inside trotted out to meet it.

"Masters, do you want to stay in the shop or play the top? The small shop has wine and meat, hot water, and high-quality fodder!" The young man is very good at talking, and his voice is quick and his clothes are also neat.

As the vanguard of the cavalry, Li Jinglong rubbed his red hands on the horse, jumped off the horse, stepped into the inn, and looked around.

The owner of the inn in the tent saw Li Jinglong's stylish attire, and knew that he was not to be messed with.

Under the crotch is a smooth mouth horse, wearing a mink fur, with a half-palm-sized warm jade on the belt around the waist, and thick leather boots on the feet.

A suit of clothes, the net worth of ordinary people.

"My lord!" The owner hurriedly came out to say hello, and said with a smile, "What do you need?"

"Full?" Li Jinglong looked at the inn, which was still clean, and asked.

The owner of the inn hurriedly said, "No, there are still rooms, how many do you want?"

"All!" Li Jinglong sat down casually, "Since your inn is not full, I will fill it up!"

"This..." the boss was stunned.

"Everyone who lives in, I will drive away!" Li Jinglong waved his hand, and the cavalry who followed dismounted, and the official seal of two ingots and ten taels was still on the table with a clang.

Gulu, the owner of the inn covered his mouth and spit, his eyes were straight.

20 taels of official silver!Several acres of land have been purchased!
"Didn't you listen to me?" Li Jinglong said again, "Everyone is driven out, I've packed the inn, and I'm going to prepare hot water quickly. Make room for the kitchen, I don't need your people, I'll bring my own cook here!"

"No, no!" The owner of the inn quickly waved his hand, "Master, I know you are a noble person. But there is no reason for this. The small shop has been in business for 30 years, and the business is word of mouth. Drive away all the guests who live in it, my little one. Can the shop still make this sound!?"

"Noisy?" Li Jinglong said impatiently, "Give him another 20 taels!"

With a clang, another two ingots of silver fell down.

The owner of the inn struggled for a moment, then still shook his head and said, "No, there is no reason! A villain can't smash his own job!"

"No shame!" Li Jinglong was furious.

Seeing that the carriages of the emperor and the emperor's grandson were coming soon, Li Jinglong was anxious and couldn't hold back.

Crack, a whip whipped out, making the owner of the inn scream.

Clap, two more.

"Hurry up and make room, or you will burn down your dilapidated shop!"

(End of this chapter)