Daming: My grandfather is Emperor Hongwu!

Chapter 64 New Year's Eve (2)

Seeing her father being scolded by the old man, Zhu Xiongying couldn't help laughing and said, "Grandfather, how can father be a prodigal? He is doing this for you. The poor officials in the capital will be grateful for the emperor's grace." !"

"We don't care, they just do more personnel work!" Zhu Yuanzhang's face eased a lot, and he looked at the other memorials in Zhu Biao's hand and asked, "What are these?"

"These copies are the list of New Year's gifts for the second and third brothers, please have a look!" Zhu Biao handed them over with a smile.

Zhu Yuanzhang flipped through it casually, nodded and said, "Well, they are all a little filial, and if they have good things, they know that they are thinking of their mothers and fathers, so it's not in vain to support them!" Then he curled his lips and said, "You see, the third child is also enough. Yes, for the Chinese New Year, give us a few jars of mature vinegar!"

Zhu Biao laughed and said, "The old third fief is in Shanxi, and the vinegar there is good!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was noncommittal, threw the list back casually, and sighed slightly, "When I was poor, Chinese New Year was fun, but now that I am rich, why is Chinese New Year not as good as it is?"

He said, sitting on a stone bench beside him, "When we were young, just in time for the Chinese New Year, your grandmother somehow got some lard back by magic, refined it into oil residue and used pickled vegetables to make dumplings for us. That taste, It's so beautiful!"

"We look forward to this meal of dumplings as soon as the Chinese New Year arrives. When I was young, I was ignorant and complained that I couldn't eat enough. Later, when I grew up and became sensible, I realized that your grandmother has made dumplings stuffed with oily residue for so many years, but I have never eaten any of them. It all went into the stomachs of these sons!"

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang's nostalgia for the past, Zhu Biao said softly, "Father, it's all over!"

"It's spring, you go back to your hometown to worship your ancestors!" Zhu Yuanzhang said, "You take a few younger brothers who have not yet passed away, stay on the mausoleum, and talk to your grandparents, are you listening?"

"Yes, my son obeys the order!" Zhu Biao nodded and said.

Zhu Xiongying rolled his eyes, "Grandpa Huang, grandson also wants to go!"

"What are you going to do?" Zhu Yuanzhang held him in his arms, "I can't bear to let you go for several months!" Then, he smiled, "Do you want to go out of the palace again, kid?"

Zhu Xiongying sighed, "Grandpa Huang knows a lot, and you can't hide anything from you!"

"Isn't it just going out of the palace? Let's go, we'll take you there!" Zhu Yuanzhang stood up and laughed.

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Fu Rang, Li Jinglong and other guards were in front.

Master Zhu was behind them, and Zhu Xiongying was followed by Jia Gui and Chunxiu.

They are all in casual clothes, and they came from private visits in micro-clothes.Of course, there must be countless guards on the periphery, guarding in secret.

As soon as he left the palace and walked to Chang'an Avenue outside the imperial city, Zhu Xiongying saw Mao Xiang, the commander of Jinyiwei who was pretending to be a commoner, among the surrounding crowd.

Compared with the Forbidden City, the capital before the Spring Festival really has all kinds of worlds.

Along the long street, there are hawkers selling goods everywhere, and there are many shops.

As the center of the world, goods from south to north gather here, making it dizzying.Porcelain from Jiangxi, tea from Fujian, silk and cotton cloth from Suzhou and Hangzhou, brocades from Shu, sugar from Guangdong, leather goods from Liaodong, and so on.

Rich people, go to the shop that Xiao Er greets hospitablely.

Ordinary people wandered back and forth among the hawkers on the roadside.

Walking on the street, all you see are figures in your eyes, and all you hear in your ears are the shouts of bargaining, what a real scene in the world.

"How much?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked as he passed by a stall selling melon seeds and grabbed a few melon seeds.

"Grandpa, one copper is one catty!" The peddler said with a smile, "These are the best melon seeds, stir fry them in a big iron pan"

"Is it good to share the melon seeds, no matter how good it is, they are melon seeds!" Zhu Yuanzhang grabbed another handful, threw it in his mouth and gnawed, "A copper coin, you are stealing money!" As he said, he continued to walk forward.

"Grandpa, would you like to buy some?" The peddler didn't give up.

Zhu Yuanzhang spat out a melon seed skin, "If you don't sell it, you have no spare money!" Then, he stuffed the melon seeds in his hand to Zhu Xiongying, "Da grandson, eat a few, it's very delicious!"

Zhu Xiongying wanted to laugh, this old man doesn't look like an emperor, he is simply an old man who will take advantage of future generations.Since you didn't buy it, why did you even grab two handfuls and eat them with great relish.

Zhu Biao from behind looked at the two men and shook his head slightly.Then just when the peddler was about to open his mouth to curse, he threw out a few copper coins calmly.

The team continued to move forward, and the crowd became more and more crowded.

Walking to one place, people crowded their chests to their backs.

After the surrounding hidden guards pushed away the surrounding people, Zhu Xiongying saw that this place was actually a thieves' Taoist priest, a fortune-telling stall.In front of the stall stood a banner with a few large characters written on it.

Fortune-telling, asking about marriage, asking for a child!
"There are quite a lot!" Zhu Yuanzhang laughed.

At the stall, a thief-like old man said to a woman, "Your life is the life of having a son. If you don't give birth now, the time has not yet come!"

The woman had a worried expression on her face, "Master Taoist, when will it be here? My family is a single heir for three generations. If I don't give birth to a son, he will die!"

The old man stroked his beard, "Well?"

With a clang, a few copper coins fell on the table, and the old man's eyes lit up.

With a wave of his dirty hand, the copper coin fell into his sleeve, and the old Taoist said, "Remember, the Taoist master told you a secret recipe!"

The woman quickly pricked up her ears to listen, for fear of missing a word.

"Go back and tell you guys!" The old Taoist said, "Multiple intercourse!"

Boom, there was a burst of laughter all around.

The woman blushed and scolded thickly, "You old bastard, you actually molested my old lady!" As she said, she wanted to come up and tear her, "See if my old lady doesn't tear your face!"

The old Daoist was startled, "Look at you, Daoist, where did I say something wrong. You are destined to have a son, but you don't want to have a son. It's not that you can't, it's that your men are not diligent. Think about it, even if you are a land that guarantees the harvest in drought and flood, Can you guys grow food without planting seeds?"

The woman was taken aback for a moment, then spat again, cursed and left.

"It's interesting!" Zhu Yuanzhang was overjoyed, he pushed the person in front of him away, and sat down in front of the stall, "Come on, do the math for us!" He said, stretching out his palms.

The Taoist looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, "For nothing?"

With a clang, another few copper coins fell on the table.

The old Taoist smiled immediately, "Old man, what do you want to see?"

The corners of Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes trembled twice, "Fortune-telling!"

The old man glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang's palm a few times, "Tsk tsk, your life counts, the life of the rich and the rich!" He said, shaking his head, "Look, your palmistry was lonely when you were young, and you traveled all over the world when you were young. The sea has full wings at 30 years old."

As he spoke, the old Taoist suddenly stopped and shut up.

"Go on!" Zhu Yuanzhang said dissatisfied.

In fact, the old man was right. What he said was exactly the trajectory of Zhu Yuanzhang's life.

"You are not only destined to be rich and powerful, but your fate is unspeakably precious!" The old Taoist's eyes became serious, "If someone who reads your palmistry is not good enough, his life will be shortened. Xiaodao dare not look at it again!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was a little unhappy, "It's so expensive!"

"One word can determine the life and death of ten thousand people, and one body can support the world of Kyushu!" The old man said slowly.

Zhu Yuanzhang was silent for a while, then grinned and said, "Hey, I'm a bit wise!" Then he pulled Zhu Xiongying over, "Show our grandson!"

Zhu Xiongying was also curious if this old man had real skills, so he stretched out his hand.

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist only took one look, and his face changed drastically, "No! No!"

Zhu Xiongying's heart moved, "What's wrong?"

"This young master's palmistry is more valuable than your grandfather's!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately burst out laughing.

"It's just." The old Taoist said in a deep voice, "According to the line of your hand, although your fate is heavy, you have too many doomsdays. But your palm lines suddenly changed to the center of your palm. Not only are your doomsdays gone, but There is a faint killing spirit!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhu Yuanzhang immediately became upset again, "What killing spirit!"

"Young master of your family, the achievements in the future will be higher than yours!" The old man continued, "But I'm afraid."

(End of this chapter)