My Brother-in-law is the Prince

  Chapter 110 Reward

  Zhu Di was furious, because if Zhou Kang was stubborn to the end, he would respect him as a man.

  Who would have thought that this fellow would start to kneel down and beg for mercy again, Zhu Di felt contemptuous in his heart, and what the man said offended Zhu Di's rebellion even more.

  In Zhu Di’s mind, scholars are not good things. If not, Emperor Jianwen surrounded so many ‘big smarts’, occupying an absolute advantage, how could he be killed by him in the end?

   It can be said that from the perspective of strength, Zhu Di has absolutely no chance to come back, because Emperor Jianwen can lose ten times, but Zhu Di only needs to lose once, and he is dead.

   Even with such disparity in strength, Zhu Di still became the winner.

  The reason for his victory is naturally because there are countless passionate and loyal people around him. I am afraid that the reverse output of the wise people around Emperor Jianwen is also indispensable.

  In Zhu Di's eyes, there is actually no difference between Zhou Kang today and those great minds.

   What's ridiculous is that this person actually used his identity as a shield, thinking that with this, he could blackmail Zhu Di.

  Yao Guangxiao, who was standing aside, raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Kang with a look of caring for the mentally retarded. He obviously didn't expect that Zhou Kang would have such a suffocating operation.

   This Yao Guangxiao doesn't have a good impression of scholars, people who crawl out of the sea of ​​blood and corpses can only look down on such people from the bottom of their hearts.

  In later generations, there are many rumors. For example, Yao Guangxiao once reminded Zhu Di: "Fang Xiaoru will definitely not surrender on the day Nanjing is captured, and I hope he will not be killed. If Fang Xiaoru is killed, the seeds of reading in the world will be extinct."

   These words are more like the scholars of later generations passing on falsehoods, because Yao Guangxiao used to fool Zhu Di into rebellion all the time, obviously he had seen the weakness of the Confucian officials around Emperor Jianwen. In his opinion, even though King Yan was at a huge disadvantage back then, he had a great chance of winning.

  How can a person who doesn’t value the Jianwen dynasty’s sages pay so much attention to these so-called scholars?

  At this moment, Zhou Kang was terrified to the extreme, even though he was kicked, he was still begging.

   Zhu Di naturally would not have kindness to the begging for mercy of a person who hated him so much, he just sneered and said: "Take it down."

  The imperial guards took Zhou Kang down without any hesitation.

  Zhu Di walked back and forth a few steps, then looked at Xie Jinren and the others, and said in a deep voice, "Is Zhou Kang guilty this time?"

   Neither Hu Guang nor Yang Rong said a word. They didn't defend Zhou Kang at the beginning, but now... it seems that they don't want to make trouble.

Only Xie Jin was terrified, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, Zhou Kang seems to be loyal, but I didn't expect him to be a traitor to the people. The official department... something went wrong in the merit test. We must strictly warn you. The official merit test is a big deal. , have to be careful."

  Zhu Di sneered and said: "There are also those censors who wrote a letter to tell the truth, so what should they do?"

   Xie Jin then hurriedly said: "It is understandable for the censor to hear the rumors and catch the wind and shadows, but such a misinterpretation really shocked the hearts of the ministers. I thought that the Metropolitan Procuratorate should also review it."

  Zhu Di snorted coldly and said, "Does Zhang Anshi have any merit in this ferry?"

   Xie Jin felt more and more suffocated. Under Zhu Di's gloomy gaze, he bit the bullet and said: "I have traveled all the way, this ferry... the people live and work in peace and contentment."

  Zhu Di looked straight at him and said, "This kind of credit is not small."

   Xie Jin said without thinking, "Yes."

  Zhu Di said: "Should I be rewarded?"

   "If it is a local parental official, it should be ranked at the top of the list of meritorious service. It is a pity that Cheng Enbo is an honorable minister, and he is not a meritorious official. Therefore, I think... this should be a matter of His Majesty's holy order."

  Zhu Di said: "I ordered Zhang Anshi to get on the horse and manage the soldiers here. How about getting off the horse and controlling the people?"

   Xie Jin was shocked. At this time, he didn't respond immediately because of his fear, but said: "Your Majesty, there is no such thing in the law of the ancestors."

  Zhu Di said: "If you talk about the law of the ancestors..."

On the sidewalk, Zhu Di sat down calmly, sipped his tea, looked at Xie Jin, and continued: "The case of Zhou Kang alone involves a lot of fraud in the court, and its severity is no less than that of the Kongyin case." , In this empty seal case, thousands of officials were killed, and tens of thousands were involved, does Xie Qing's family think so?"

  Zhu Di's words undoubtedly sounded like a thunderbolt on Xie Jin's head. He shuddered and said hastily: "I... I am only your Majesty's leader. Your Majesty granted Zhang Anshi full power, which has deep meaning."

  Zhu Di snorted coldly: "I'm considered lenient, and I don't want to follow the example of the great ancestor, Emperor Gao, but if there are people like Zhou Kang again, then the law of the ancestors will prevail, and it will be difficult for me to forgive. Step down!"

   Xie Jin suddenly realized that his clothes were already soaked, so he obediently retreated with Yang Rong and Hu Advertisement.

  Wait out of the inn, Xie Jin's face was slumped. This time the blow was not small for him, especially Zhu Di's stern words made him suddenly feel like he was alive after a catastrophe.

  Hu Guang saw him with a livid face, and said in a low voice: "Jie Gong, Xie Gong..."

   Only then did Xie Jin come back to his senses, and sighed in a low voice: "Your Majesty's spirit is just like that of Emperor Taizu Gao."

   This is not considered a taboo, even if Zhu Di listens to it, it may be a compliment.

  But if this is said to scholars, it may have a different meaning.

  Hu Guang and Yang Rong were silent.

  It's just that Yi Shiha came out from the inside at this time, and said: "Your Majesty has an oral order, and the princes don't need to drive."

   Xie Jin was still waiting outside the inn. He was full of replaying the events of the past few days. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that Zhang Anshi's family members might be even more underestimated than he thought.

   Zhou Kang's death or immortality is actually nothing, but this time, I'm afraid it will increase His Majesty's distrust of him.

  If a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion cannot be trusted by the emperor, what will happen next?

   For no reason, Xie Jin felt a little fear and anxiety in his heart.

   Hu Guang and Yang Rong couldn't wait in the snow. They were starving, so they simply went to a street vendor not far away to buy some food.

This market is much more lively than they imagined, and there are many idlers buying and selling. Not only the business of the inn is good, but there are also many vendors. Buy some food on the street to deal with a few mouthfuls.

  Street vendors are selling cooking cakes, because it is noon, and at this time people mainly eat two meals in the morning and evening, and they often like to find some pastries to deal with at noon, so the business here is particularly good.

  The old man selling cakes immediately showed humility when he saw Hu Guang and Yang Rong wearing official uniforms.

   "A few more." Hu Guang said.

"Yes Yes."

  Yang Rong said from the side: "I see that your business is good."

  There was a smile on the old man's lips, and he said: "Yes, it's very good, thanks to Cheng Enbo."

   "Why credit him?"

  The old man said: "Being a corvee and paying wages, the old man has lived for so many years, from the Yuan Dynasty to my Ming Dynasty, this is unprecedented!"

"When the old man Hongwu was around, the corvee was in charge of the food. Although the food in charge was often deducted, but when the old man Hongwu collapsed, no one took care of it. The corvee had to bring food by himself, but Cheng Enbo not only shared the food. There is no rent for the land, and the recruitment of people is still worth the money, tell me, how can there be such a good thing in this world?"

The old man was very talkative, and he was also in a good mood at this time, and continued with a red face: "In the past, everyone was afraid of corvee like a tiger, but now it is different, and now they are eager to be smoked. Those who please the security chief hope that the family will smoke a few more. Isn’t this a rare thing?”

Hu Guang and Yang Rong looked at each other. This Hu Guang was born in Jingnan, because he wrote the article "Professor Lu Liang, people's hearts are shaken". Therefore, he was alienated by Emperor Jianwen.

  Hu Guang is a meticulous person with great insight. Basically, he rarely speaks. It is difficult for others to guess his thoughts. Therefore, although the old man's words touched his heart, he still remained calm.

  Yang Rong is different. He is sensitive and understanding, good at observing words and demeanor, and he is very organized and decisive in doing things.

   This is very rare among scholars.

  He was thoughtful, and when the old man had heated up the pancakes and wrapped the lotus leaves, Yang Rong said: "In this way, this Cheng Enbo is a rare character."

The old man smiled and said: "It's really rare to see. Look at this ferry. Although there were many people in the past, how can it compare to the scene today? In fact, everyone's life is better, and my cakes will naturally sell. Well, in the past, who would be willing to go to the street to buy this to eat? Everyone lived on rice porridge."

  Yang Rong paid the money, and then he and Hu Guang bid farewell to the old man and left.

  Both of them buried their heads in the snow and walked without saying a word.

  After a while, finally...Yang Rong said: "Hu Gong, what do you think of this son?"

  Hu Guang has always seldom expressed his own suggestions. He pondered for a moment, but today he added some words: "The one who can bring about the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty must be this son, and the one who may bring disaster to the Ming Dynasty must also be this person."

  Yang Rong laughed: "In this way, in Hu Gong's eyes, wouldn't this son become a traitor?"

  Hu Guang shook his head: "No, it's just that this son's actions are really unpredictable. He seems to... see farther than us, but it is precisely because of the unpredictable that it is difficult to guess."

  Yang Rong nodded: "This statement is fair."

  Hu Guang, on the other hand, seemed worried: "Today, Mr. Xie... seems to be a bit out of his wits. He doesn't like Zhang Anshi very much."

  Both Hu Guang and Xie Jin are fellow villagers in Jishui County. They are colleagues and fellow villagers, and they are Jinshi from the same rank, so the relationship is naturally much closer than others.

  Yang Rong is from Fujian. To be honest, it is inconvenient for everyone to speak. People in this era inevitably have an accent. Being with a group of Jiangxi Juan Wang, Yang Rong is quite stressed.

  However, Yang Rong is not the kind of overly cautious person. He smiled and said, "Gong Xie's heart is too big. What he wants is beyond your reach."

  Hu Guang only pursed his lips, and said nothing.

  He frowned, sighed, and still looked worried.

  ...

  Zhu Di was not in a hurry to drive back to the palace, he was very interested in Zhang Anshi's so-called channels.

  At this time, he said to Zhang Anshi: "Do you have any other books to sell?"

Zhang Anshi said in a straightforward manner: "This stereotyped writing talk can be published at most once a year. This edition can certainly reap huge profits, but I think that... selling this alone is not enough. If you want to earn money sustainably, you must first fail." Drain the pond and fish."

  Zhu Di nodded: "You tell me directly what you plan to sell."

Zhang Anshidao: "Through stereotyped writing, there is a channel. The next thing to do is to borrow this channel. Those agents must rely on stereotyped writing and their business will flourish. Their bookstores will open to provincial and state capitals. Even in the county, why not, Your Majesty... print something? For example... like... the mansion newspaper?"

  Reporter?

  Zhu Di was taken aback.

  The so-called Dibao first appeared in the Han Dynasty, and it has been in use since the Ming Dynasty.

Because the imperial court has various decrees, as well as some decrees intended to be issued by the palace, it is impossible to send eunuchs to convey them every day, but in every state and county, there is always a need for someone to understand the movement of the capital, so the Dibao came into being up.

The general situation is that each prefecture and county will have some personnel stationed in Beijing. Their main job is to liaise between the emperor and various ministries and halls, and regularly report the emperor's edicts, imperial edicts, and ministers. Official documents and relevant information such as court affairs are collected, and then the courier rides on a fast horse and transmits it to the parents and officials in various states and counties through the post road.

  What happened in the imperial court, recent developments in the palace, and personnel changes in the court, these messages are combined together, and they almost become the basis for the governance of the parents and officials of various states and counties.

In the Ming Dynasty, this situation was even more common. For example, the General Secretary of the Ming Dynasty did this kind of work. They would sort out the recent edicts and memorials, and then print them into a mansion newspaper. Of course, this mansion newspaper is not It is not for sale, it is purely for people in various states and counties to transcribe, so that they can send it back to the state and county.

  Zhu Di thought for a while, then frowned and said, "This mansion newspaper...is originally intended for the magistrates of various states and counties. Will scholars buy it?"

"Yes." Zhang Anshi said resolutely, and then said: "The so-called scholar can know the affairs of the world without going out. These scholars are concerned about the affairs of the country. It's just that in the past, the news they received were often rumors. There are a lot of gossip, many of which are slander against the palace."

   Zhu Di heard the word slander, squinted at Zhang Anshi, and made Zhang Anshi feel uncomfortable.

  Zhang Anshi continued: "But if the price is relatively low, and there is a very convenient channel, why don't scholars buy it?"

  Zhu Di frowned and said, "How many copies can you sell for money?"

  Zhang Anshi thought for a while and said: "It depends on... His Majesty's mind."

  Zhu Di closed his eyes: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Anshi said patiently: "If Your Majesty has no intentions, then just earn some casually. Anyway, the agency channel is useless, more or less...Anyway, there is always profit, but if you want to make a lot of money...I have a word, I don't know if I should say it or not. .”

  Zhu Di opened his eyes, looked at him seriously and said, "You have nothing to do with your words."

Zhang Anshi said: "Your Majesty, the imperial examinations of my Ming Dynasty require both stereotyped essays and policy theory, and this policy theory is often not required for county examinations. Exams, but most of them... people only use stereotyped essays to judge the merits, and it doesn't matter whether the policy theory is good or bad."

   "This policy theory is actually to give advice to the imperial court and reflect the examinees' views on the current situation. In fact, the most important test is the ability of the scholars. It is precisely because the imperial examinations ignore the policy theory exams. Those scholars don't care if they want to gain fame!"

"But Your Majesty... What if the imperial court also added a policy theory test to the county examination? You know, the county test is the lowest level test, and it happens to be the test with the most candidates. Besides, if the court puts more emphasis on policy theory, even if it is just A little bit more emphasis. For example, candidates who are really poor in theory, no matter how good the stereotyped writing is, will not be admitted. Think about it, Your Majesty, don’t everyone spend a little time thinking about theory?”

Zhang Anshi paused, and continued: "The essence of policy theory lies in the grasp of the current situation, what the court advocates, what orders the emperor has made recently, and what he plans to do, or what the princes in the court are worried about. If you don’t understand these things, it’s impossible to write this theory.”

"In this way, the scholars of the day, haven't they robbed this mansion crazy? If you don't read the mansion newspaper, you don't know the affairs of the world. Then there are no less than hundreds of thousands of people in the world who are interested in imperial examinations, and there will even be millions of them in the future. Such a huge group will be the reading group of this newspaper in the future. Tell me, Your Majesty, this is another mountain of gold and silver. ?"

After Zhu Di heard this, he was furious, glared at Zhang Anshi, and cursed angrily, "What the **** are you talking about! Words that harm the country and the people! I think you are blind to money, and you are crazy about money."

Zhu Di was obviously very angry, but Zhang Anshi was not afraid, but said: "Your Majesty, Celun is an examination subject that was established when Emperor Taizu Gao was in power. , what I have played is just to set things right."

Zhu Di frowned and thought for a moment, the anger in his eyes gradually dissipated, he stroked his beard and said, "So that's the case? If this is the case, then I should really follow the law of my ancestors. , I will be Xiao Gui Cao Sui, otherwise, it would be a great disobedience."

  Zhang Anshi immediately said: "Your Majesty's filial piety is moving the heavens and the earth."

  Zhu Di subconsciously hooked his lips into a smile, and said: "Just now I scolded you for your own good, to teach you not to be full of money and only think about money. Not everything in this world can be decided by money."

  Zhang Anshi nodded obediently at this time and said: "Yes, His Majesty's teachings are thought-provoking, and I will definitely reflect on it next time."

  Regarding Zhang Anshi's performance, Zhu Di nodded in satisfaction and said, "What about the Dibao...do it according to your ideas. When will it be released?"

  Zhang Anshi said truthfully: "I'm afraid it will take some days."

  Zhu Di frowned and said, "Why?"

  Zhang Anshi said: "The minister is still working hard to study papermaking and printing inks."

  Zhu Di's eyes were puzzled, and he said suspiciously: "Papermaking? Ink? The best papermaking and ink in the world...I have them here. How many craftsmen and manpower do you need?"

  Zhang Anshi shook his head: "I make paper and ink, not to make paper to the good, but to make the paper to the bad, just like the stereotyped pen talk, to make the worst paper with the least cost...this...this..."

  Zhu Di suddenly took a deep breath, good guy, this guy... is really shameless!

  People are eager to improve the craftsmanship and make things better, but he is doing the opposite.

In fact, in terms of papermaking, this place can be regarded as the ancestor of papermaking. Since the Han Dynasty, various new papermaking techniques have emerged one after another. Now in Daming, paper such as Xuan paper and Guanyin paper are comparable to the paper of later generations. Let.

   But Zhang Anshi has a different mind. He wants to make inferior paper, the cheaper the better, the best material is cheap bamboo, or hemp, straw, which are almost worthless materials.

  When Zhang Anshi made the paper for stereotyped writing, he spent a lot of money! The problem is that it is a difficult craft to make inferior paper, and to print it on ink without rendering it!

  This time, Zhang Anshi summoned many skilled craftsmen to solve these problems at the lowest cost.

  Now we have actually begun to have some clues. The next thing we need to do is to improve the printing technique, that is, how to print small characters on this inferior paper.

  The books at this time have large fonts. Such large characters are really a waste of paper.

  Of course Zhang Anshi doesn't expect that this font can be as small as the newspapers of later generations, but at least...you can't waste his money, you have to control the cost.

Zhu Di looked at Zhang Anshi's intentions and didn't bother to care about him anymore, so he said, "No matter how you say it, in the spring of the coming year, let me get it out, and I'd like to see what kind of name your mansion newspaper is! Of course, it's not I don't care about earning this kind of money, I mainly want to see if your idea is good or bad."

   "When you are ready, report it to me. I will order the Secretary of General Administration to cooperate with you at any time and let them send the latest mansion newspaper to you as soon as possible."

  Zhang Anshi smiled happily and said, "Your Majesty is wise."

  Yao Guangxiao has been sitting silently by the side, but his heart is swaying.

   Hearing the two talking with gusto, they were stunned.

   "Amitabha, Amitabha..."

  Zhang Anshi couldn't help looking at Yao Guangxiao and said, "Does Yao Gong also want to get involved?"

  Yao Guangxiao immediately said: "For people outside the poor monk, money and things, if you don't bring them with you when you are born, if you don't take them with you when you die, it is useless to ask for them."

  Zhang Anshi laughed cheerfully and said, "But I have heard a saying that Buddha saves the rich!"

  Yao Guangxiao smiled and said: "There are many kinds of monks, and each one is different."

  At that moment, seeing that it was getting late, Zhu Di was finally willing to drive back to the palace.

   Xie Jin and others who had been waiting outside for a long time naturally followed.

  It's just that when Zhu Di returned to the palace, he obviously still couldn't let go of his hatred. In front of Xie Jin and the three of them, he said to Yishi: "The man surnamed Zhou will definitely break the car, and tell Ji Gang that he will be severely punished."

   also lost Kazakhstan should be next.

Zhu Di sat in front of the imperial table, caressing the case lightly with his hand, but said with a cold face: "Zhou Kang is so shameless, he must be a warning to all officials, if there are any more people like this, I will not leave anyone behind." .”

  The three of Xie Jin were anxious, but they all said: "The minister waits to obey the order."

Zhu Di said angrily: "Zhou Kang is not only shameless, but the most hateful thing is that this person is still a foolish official, a mediocre official! Is there such a person in Ming Dynasty? I think about it. A word of foolishness, even a foolish person, is so ignorant that the livelihood of the people withers and the common people suffer.”

  Xie Jin and others said again: "As your Majesty said, the whip penetrates inside."

Zhu Di's eyes were cloudy, and then he said slowly: "It can be seen that it is inappropriate to select scholars based on stereotypes alone. When Emperor Gaozu was emperor, he not only emphasized stereotypes, but also focused on policy theory. The understanding of the world!"

"I see... In the future, the boy's examination will also have to add policy theory. As for other exams such as government examinations, hospital examinations, township examinations, general examinations, etc., the policy theory should not be neglected. If the students pass the policy theory, stereotypes will be used to measure the criteria for admission. If you can't even pass the theory, what's the use of this stereotype, no matter how good it is?"

Xie Jin, you look at me, I look at you, but it is obvious that this policy theory is indeed a compulsory subject in the imperial examination drawn up by Emperor Taizu Gao. As for the reason why the examiners emphasize stereotyped writing, it is actually just that the officials below are partial to stereotyped writing. That's all.

  In their view, stereotyped essays can really test the knowledge of scholars. As for policy theory...it doesn't really matter.

  It's just that His Majesty is in a rage now, Xie Jin and the others, although they feel that the boy tried to add policy, it is really embarrassing for the scholars.

  But now I can only say: "Since it is the law of the ancestors, the ministers also seconded it."

  …

   A few days later, Zhou Kang was taken to the outside of the county government office in Shangyuan County in a prison van.

   Immediately afterwards, under the watchful eyes of countless people, the last performance of his life began.

  In this performance, there are people, beasts, blood, and hysterical emotions.

  As if they have mastered the traffic code of the performing arts of later generations, almost all the spectators covered their eyes, and at the same time opened a gap with the fingers covering their eyes and persisted until the end of the curtain.

   It's just that this matter caused a lot of trouble. Many scholars felt like a mang on their backs and felt chills when they heard this matter.

   Soon after, there were many teahouses with various stories about how Zhang Anshi framed Zhou Kang.

  These stories have a nose and eyes, how Zhou Kang talked about the four beauties, how to be moral since he was a child, how he studied hard after that, how he became an official in high school, how he was considerate of the people, and how the people praised his deeds. It can be said to be vividly depicted.

  As for Zhang Anshi, of course it is impossible to have a good image. He is nothing more than a relative, flattering the emperor, how he bullied men and women when he was young, how he framed Zhou Kang, how wretched...

   As a result, many people gritted their teeth, and scholars with clenched fists even scolded in teahouses: "I and the traitor are at odds."

   "I, Mao Xiang of the Yongle Dynasty, will have retribution on my head sooner or later."

  Mao Xiang was the commander of Jinyiwei during Zhu Yuanzhang's period. It is said that he presided over Hu Weiyong's case and involved many people.

   "This person is worse than Mao Xiang. He has a black heart to collect money, and he doesn't want his face."

  Maybe among all the evaluations, only this sentence is correct.

  Of course, Zhang Anshi doesn't care about these.

   At this time, others were in the East Palace, checking Zhu Zhanji's homework.

  Patiently listening to Zhu Zhanji stuttering and reciting the Analects of Confucius, Zhang Anshi said happily: "No, no, my family Zhanji can already become a great Confucian."

  Zhu Zhanji pouted, frowned and said, "Uncle, but the masters said that I can't read well."

  Zhang Anshi said seriously: "In Uncle's eyes, you are the best."

  Zhu Zhanji drooped his head and said again: "Mother and concubine also said that I am not good."

  Zhang Anshi said again: "Uncle thinks you are great."

  Zhu Zhanji suddenly felt that it seemed that my uncle didn't have so many bad problems, and suddenly, he felt that his uncle's image had also become stalwart.

   "Mother and concubine also said that my uncle has been promising recently."

Zhang Anshi said: "Of course, the Zhang family will rely on me in the future. It is your mother, that is, my elder sister. I will also be the biggest backer of her mother's family in the future. Zhanji, Zhanji, you have to ask more Uncle to study."

  Zhu Zhanji continued to frown, and said: "But the concubine mother said... I can't be like my uncle, sometimes I just idle around and talk nonsense all day long."

  Zhang Anshi was angry, and angrily said: "Your mother's words can't be trusted. Women are women with long hair and short eyesight. Don't tell your mother and concubine the above things."

  Zhu Zhanji was very embarrassed and said: "But I can't hide things in my heart. I want to talk to my concubine if I have anything to say. I listen to my concubine the most."

   Zhang Anshi stared, and immediately said: "Then I will leave."

   Said he was leaving, but Zhang Anshi still ran to Mrs. Zhang to have an autumn breeze. Mrs. Zhang was holding a notebook, watching the money and food coming in and out of the East Palace recently, without raising her eyelids to look at Zhang Anshi.

  Zhang Anshi smiled and said, "Sister, I'm here to see you."

  Ms. Zhang nodded: "You are willing to come."

   "Sister, I just saw Zhu Zhanji."

  Mr. Zhang's eyes still fell on the account book: "He has been studying hard these few days."

   "But I think that although studying is hard, it's not good. I even found that he now knows how to deceive people."

   Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhang became cautious, and finally raised her eyes: "What's the matter, he is always very well-behaved."

Zhang Anshi said: "He is young, he is too jealous, he wants to compare with me in everything, he knows that my sister loves my younger brother the most, so he speaks ill of me to the eunuch, sister... I am too difficult, everyone They're all jealous of me."

   Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but smiled: "You are an uncle, yet you are still angry with the child."

  Zhang Anshi said straightforwardly: "What sister said is that no matter how much Zhanji slanders my reputation in the future, I will not bear any grudge against him. What are you doing, sister?"

   "Settling accounts." Zhang said.

   "Settling accounts?"

   Mrs. Zhang had no choice but to put down the account book, and said: "Donggong has earned some money by weaving in the past few months. Now your brother-in-law is in charge of the household affairs. This is because the father wants your brother-in-law to share his worries!"

"Your brother-in-law checked the accounts and found that the national treasury is really difficult. Zheng He's fleet will come back soon, and the emperor plans to let him cruise the Western Ocean next year. Think about it, how much money is needed to build the ship and recruit sailors? Does the emperor have any money?" A person with great ambitions, what he wants to do is a thousand-year achievement, but he can't do it without money."

  (end of this chapter)