Daming: My grandfather is Emperor Hongwu!

Chapter 24

The proprietress, the little widow, said to let them find a place by themselves.

But looking around, there are diners eating cakes and soup, and only a few low tables are full, so there is no room.

Zhu Xiongying gave Li Jinglong a look, and the latter immediately understood, and walked towards a few diners who had finished eating but still leaned on the stools, looking at the little widow.

"Wait a minute!" Who knows, Zhu Biao stepped forward and whispered to Zhu Yuanzhang, "Father, there are too many people in this place, why don't we sit in the teahouse next to her, and when she is ready, send someone to fetch it!"

"Hey, why do you care about everything?" The old man was a little unhappy, "Eating outside is the excitement of eating. What's the taste of eating in the private room of the teahouse?"

"Son knows!" Zhu Biao continued in a low voice, "There are everyone in this place, and my son is afraid that someone who doesn't have good eyesight will run into you again!"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Biao up and down, and was very reluctant, "I won't take you out next time!" He said, pulling Zhu Xiongying to the nearby teahouse.

In fact, what Zhu Biao said is reasonable. In such a market place, everyone speaks and acts without restraint.No matter how much Zhu Yuanzhang likes to be lively, he is also the emperor of Ming Dynasty, with a body of ten thousand gold, he is not afraid of ten thousand but just in case.

"It was okay when I was young, but the older I get, the more rigid I get!" Zhu Yuanzhang scolded Zhu Biao as he walked, "Now that you're doing well, I'm going to take care of your father, and you don't have to come out with us in the future!"

Zhu Biao was crying and laughing, but Zhu Xiongying held the old man's hand and said with a smile, "Grandpa, my grandson will follow you!"

"Okay, our eldest grandson knows how to hurt people!" The old man laughed, "The kicks just now were firm and ruthless! That guy made you kick!"

"When my grandson sees him uttering bad words to you, I want to beat him up!" Zhu Xiongying said, "Now my grandson is still young, when my grandson grows up, I don't need Li Jinglong, my grandson can beat him up all by himself. !"

"Okay, that's what a man has to do. Who dares to look at us and beat him up!"

The corners of Zhu Biao's eyes twitched violently twice, turning his head away.

There is a tea house next to it, which seems to be a place for businessmen or people of some status to drink tea and rest on weekdays. The room is clean and bright.

With the old man in front and Zhu Yingxiong behind, the group entered the teahouse.

As soon as he came in, a young man came over to meet him, about ten years old, and said with a simple and honest smile, "Here's an old customer, what do you use, how many are you?"

The old man looked at the teahouse with his hands behind his back, but Zhu Xiongying said simply, "Tea!"

The little guy was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his finger, and said to the group of people, "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven."

"Pour tea!" Zhu Xiongying didn't know whether to laugh or cry, how could such a stupid fellow come from.

The little guy was stunned again, "Seven six five four three two one!"

"Tea!" Zhu Xiongying said loudly.

The little guy was obviously confused, and his eyes were on the ceiling, "Young master, look up, but you won't be able to check it!"

"Go away!" From the counter, a shopkeeper came out hurriedly, put his foot on the boy's back, then bowed his head and smiled at Zhu Xiongying and the others, "Old man, young master, I made you laugh. This guy just came here and has never seen the world, so please forgive me!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was already grinning from ear to ear, Zhu Xiongying shook his head, "The private room on the second floor, serve tea, serve good tea!"

"Okay!" The shopkeeper agreed, with a loud voice, "The waiters on the second floor are waiting for you. There is a private room, serving good tea, and four plates of various fruit and snacks!"

The private room on the second floor is just facing the street. Not only can you see the widow Xu who sells meatloaf, but you can also watch the crowded crowd not far away.

The old man sat down by the window and waved to the widow who was making pancakes below, "Girl, it needs to be warm!"

After getting the crisp response from the other party, the old man grabbed a handful of melon seeds with a smile, and kowtowed while looking at the street scene.

"People in the world say that the emperor is good, but the emperor stays in the palace all day long, stretching out his clothes and opening his mouth to eat. There is no fun at all!" The old man said thoughtfully, "What is life like? You see, The people outside are living a happy life. They are happy, talking and laughing, how beautiful it is!"

"The country is prosperous and the people are safe, and the people have smiling faces, and life can be smooth!" Zhu Xiongying poured tea for the old man on the side, and flattered the old man calmly, "Although the market downstairs is small, it is full of life. The smiles on the faces of the common people and the prosperity of their lives are all thanks to Grandpa Huang's martial arts!"

"Ha!" The old man was overjoyed immediately, "Our eldest grandson can talk!"

"It's not that my grandson is flattering you. Think about it, how many years has it been since the founding of our Ming Dynasty? When Meng Yuan was in power, were the streets ever so rich?" Zhu Xiongying said with a smile. .Grandson, look, the prosperous age is not far away!"

"Then we have to live for a few more years!" The old man spat out two slices of melon seeds, "Look carefully, the prosperous age of our Ming Dynasty!"

At this time, there was a sound on the stairs.

Grinning his teeth, Li Jinglong came up with a tray, which contained hot haggis soup and golden-yellow, freshly baked meatloaf.

"Eat!" The old man laughed, and without using chopsticks, he grabbed the meatloaf without dislike the soup, took a big bite, and then took another sip of the hot mutton soup with a hiss of steam.

"Fragrant!" said the old man, "Let the shopkeeper bring some small pickles up, and then serve us wine. Don't look at it, Biao'er, come over and eat together!"

Fragrant, it is indeed fragrant, and Zhu Xiongying also eats it sweetly.

The golden-yellow meatloaf is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the soup inside is rippling in the mouth after one bite, with a long aftertaste.

The meat filling of the meatloaf is hand-chopped, the size of the grain is average, it tastes soft and chewy, and the chives are added inside, which has a special flavor.

"Hehe! Good!" The old man laughed while eating, "When we were traveling outside, we made a secret vow in our hearts. If we become prosperous in the future, we will eat meat pies and mutton soup every day!"

The voice fell, and the people beside him hadn't spoken yet, when they suddenly heard a commotion from the gate of the city.Everyone looked out in surprise, only to see several soldiers holding weapons at the gate of the city, pulling several people out of the crowd entering the city, pushing and shouting continuously.

Zhu Yuanzhang immediately lowered his face, "Go and see, what's going on over there, why are you fighting with the common people?"

Without ordering, Li Jinglong ran out again.

Everyone was still leaning against the window and watching, and curses were faintly heard from the gate of the city.A few soldiers on horseback rushed over.One of them, who looked like a military officer, was cursing something on his horse.

There were many people nearby, and they rushed over there unconsciously, wanting to watch the excitement.But the soldiers at the gate of the city raised their knives and guns, and the crowd that had just gathered dispersed again.Can only look far, curiously.

Not long after, Li Jinglong ran back drenched in sweat.

"Old man, head outside the city."

"Say it, eat your belly!"

"Outside the city, someone is holding a great edict and wants to go to Beijing to sue!" Li Jinglong said loudly, "The soldiers and horses at the gate of the city are patrolling, and the guards will not let those people in!"

"What?" The old man's beard and hair all swelled, like an angry lion.

Zhu Biao's expression changed drastically.

Throughout the ages, Zhu Yuanzhang was probably the only emperor who allowed and encouraged people to sue officials.Born in troubled times, he feels the harm of officials' corruption and perversion of the law to the common people.Therefore, after ascending the throne, he personally formulated the imperial edict.

It not only elaborates in detail, if officials break the law, different degrees of punishment measures, but also strictly stipulates the various criminal laws used.

The lowest is to die with a stick.The tallest, lighting sky lanterns, peeling skins to fill grass, making human skin lanterns, etc.

The imperial edict is used to supervise officials all over the world. Zhu Yuanzhang personally ordered it, and scholars all over the world must be familiar with it.And the local officials must distribute it to the people and explain it in detail.

Everyone should have it in their homes. If the common people break the law and have a big patent, as long as the crime is not extremely heinous, the crime can be reduced by one level.On the contrary, if the people do not have it in their homes, the crime will be increased.

At the same time, if the people refuse to accept it, they will not accept the imperial edict.Then the whole family will be sent overseas, and they will not be citizens of Ming Dynasty for generations.

Moreover, if some people have been wronged, there is nowhere to seek justice.You can take the imperial edict and go to Beijing to sue the imperial court.In the Ming Dynasty at this moment, there is no such thing as people suing officials, and even if they are innocent, they will be sent for three thousand miles.

If the common people sue the imperial court, the local governments and officials along the way shall not stop them.Not only can't stop it, but also bring the people to the capital with delicious food and drink.

But now, just under Zhu Yuanzhang's eyelids, there is a scene where people are not allowed to go to Beijing to complain.

He didn't eat bread, and he didn't drink soup.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up with sharp eyes, "Come on, grandson, come with us to the gate of the city to see who is so bold and dare not let the people complain!"

(End of this chapter)