My Brother-in-law is the Prince

  Chapter 332 Absolutely impossible

  Zhu Di let out a short sigh.

  Empress Xu did not continue to ask.

   It's not that she has no interest in foreign affairs at all, but that she consciously manages the affairs of the palace by herself. Outside things, I have my own husband and sons to worry about.

   It's just that the sky is slightly bright at this time.

  Zhu Di cheered up: "I'm going to Qixia today. I want to see and see. I want to praise Qixia in front of the world, and I also want to see it with my own eyes."

"Zhang Anshi..." Zhu Di paused, and continued: "I haven't come to see him these days. I also heard that he is often too busy to go home. It can be seen that in order to manage this Taiping Mansion, he is really serious. It’s about doing your best.”

"Hey, it's difficult for me, and it's difficult for him too! A pack of wolves are waiting around, eyeing tigers. But what are these things? When Yang Qing talked about Liangjiazi, I wanted to see what Liangjiazi in 129 counties looked like." of."

  Zhu Di babbled.

   This made Empress Xu take a closer look. Zhu Di was indeed old, and his movements were not as convenient as before. Fish lines appeared at the corners of his eyes, and white strands appeared at the ends of his hair.

  In fact, he was also like this in the past, but today's ramblings made Empress Xu realize that the arrogant, high-spirited husband with thousands of soldiers in his chest was indeed getting old just like her.

  Zhu Di didn't notice the deep meaning in Empress Xu's eyes, so he ordered the **** on duty to come in, wash and change clothes.

   Immediately ordered all officials to go to Daming Gate.

  Of course, this decree is ingenious. In order not to disturb the people, everything is kept simple, and plain clothes are enough.

  Hundreds of officials have already got the news that things in the palace cannot be hidden, so when many ministers came to Daming Gate.

  Many people looked at Yang Rong and Hu Guang with strange eyes.

  Hu Guang's popularity is the best. Everyone thinks that he treats others with humility like a spring breeze.

  But today, although many people greeted and greeted him, it's just...it seems a little more unfamiliar today.

  No matter how stupid Hu Guang is, he can still feel these things, and he felt aggrieved, so he couldn't help complaining to Yang Rong in a low voice: "Mr. Yang, my reputation has been ruined."

  Yang Rong smiled and said: "Only after the fire can you be reborn, and if you don't envy false fame but deal with real disasters, then you are an outstanding person.

  Hu Guang: "..."

   Well, he can't say no to Yang Rong.

  The Daming Gate opened, and immediately, all the officials followed Zhu Di and left in a hurry.

A large number of big Han generals, as well as Dongchang fanzi and Jinyiwei captains who were transferred, all of them were in plain clothes, hiding everywhere, or there were Tiqi plainclothes clearing the way, and there was a team of imperial guards, who were ordered to copy in the name of proofreading. Another way, go straight to Qixia.

  Zhu Di was very satisfied with this arrangement. In his opinion, the highest level of formation is not to line up to kill, but to launch a rush.

It's just a rush, which is a great test of organizational strength. When arranging troops, the commander-in-chief will stare at the generals, and the generals will stare at thousands of households and hundreds of households. Thousands of households and hundreds of households will monitor the soldiers. Before, it can be sent immediately.

   But running raids have always required elite soldiers. This is because running raids are designed to be sudden, even if they do not operate at night, they still travel all the way.

   In this way, there is no way to use the method of marking the soldiers. This requires the soldiers at the bottom to be proactive.

  Under the circumstances that no one is watching, you can still complete the order without compromise, and you can still follow the orders without eyes behind you. This is the real elite soldier.

  There are few fans in the East Factory, but Jinyiwei dispersed and lurked everywhere, in an orderly manner. Wherever Zhu Di's team passed by, they had made careful arrangements to ensure that everything was safe.

   This point made Zhu Di, who was riding a horse, deeply moved.

So he said to Yi Shi who followed: "When Ji Gang was here, according to my will, I built this Jinyiwei, which is known as a pro-army. And the school captain, but they are all extraordinary, so people should look at them with admiration.

  Yi Shiha also said sincerely: "This is the credit of the government school. Dongchang has also selected a lot of fans from the government school. When recruited, they can be used."

  Zhu Di nodded: "Zhang Anshi, have you informed?"

   "Already notified. But..."

   Halfway through the words, Yi Shiha paused and said again: "But he was organizing a grand event. Who would have expected His Majesty to go, so... have to..."

Zhu Di said: "He's busy with his work, and I'm not a child. Do I still need him to arrange it? Tell someone to go and pass on my oral instructions. What is the Taiping Mansion like on weekdays? It's still like today. Who cares about the matter at hand?" Don't delay, this time... I'm just outing for leisure. If that guy dares to delay the important matter at hand and come to pick him up, I will scold him first."

  Yi Shi laughed, and quickly ordered a fast horse to send a message. Then he came back and said, "Your Majesty, I have sent someone to go."

  At this time, Zhu Di was a bit curious and said, "You said just now that he is organizing a grand event. What kind of event is he planning?"

  Yi Shiha said angrily: "It seems... What kind of poetry conference is it? I don't know much about it."

"Don't say you don't understand, I don't understand either." Zhu Di raised his eyebrows and said: "Zhang An Shi, when did he hang out with scholars again? Isn't this... just... just... turning against someone? Why, this kid still Do you think that if you hold a poetry meeting, people will read him well?"

   "This..." Yi Shiha said: "Your servant...can't figure out his thoughts, think about it...it's Duke Wei who has a kind heart..."

"This is muddleheaded." Zhu Di couldn't help complaining: "He's still too young, he hasn't really gone to the battlefield to temper himself, and he doesn't know that there is a kind of grievance in this world that cannot be resolved. Pointing to rebuilding the old one?"

As he said that, he sighed: "Hey...he is not as good as Master Yao in this regard. Master Yao is very sophisticated in his actions, and he will act after making a plan, but once he makes a move, he never expects to be able to reconcile. Kill them all, and never leave any future troubles."

  As Zhu Di spoke, Yao Guangxiao was mentioned suddenly, and his mood suddenly became depressed.

   After all, Yao Guangxiao has been with him for many years, but he suddenly said nothing, and until now, he still feels that he has not accepted it.

Yishiha also seemed to have sensed Zhu Di's thoughts, so he hurriedly changed the topic on purpose: "Yes, Duke Wei has never seen a battlefield. If His Majesty is going to march in person, he will also bring Duke Wei with him, so that Wei Guo Let me feel it too, and this xinxing will be sharpened."

  Zhu Di just hummed, his eyes fell elsewhere, his face was raised slightly, and he looked up at the sky.

  At this moment, the early morning light was shining like a golden glow, and the sky suddenly turned white. That golden light fell into Zhu Di's moist eyes. Suddenly, countless sorrows gushed out from the depths of the eyes that were always murderous.

   also lost Hameran.

  ...

   Zhang Taigong came to Qixia excitedly.

  The last time he came to Qixia was more than a year ago, and he thought it was quite lively at that time.

  But today I found out that after a year of absence, the place has changed again.

   There are many piers, trestles protruding from the river, countless passenger ships and cargo ships, and there are warehouses at the piers.

  Further away, there is a bustling market. The market is already rough in the past. This barren land, now...has really become a prefectural city, a city without walls and borders.

   No, this is much more lively than the usual Fucheng, full of people. Further away, if you look from here, you can see the magnificent library in the distance, there are huge buildings, and there are many buildings, the construction brackets have not been removed.

  The flow of people arriving here from land and water is endless, just like countless streams rushing into the ocean.

  On the pier, there are all kinds of accents yelling, and everyone is trying their best to speak Mandarin, but this Mandarin inevitably has a bit of hometown accent, so... Listening carefully, I find it funny.

  Countless carriages, laden with goods, the spacious streets extend in all directions.

   Every once in a while, there is a bell to tell the time. The bell is melodious, but the time can be judged from the frequency of the beating.

  People go to the market, to schools and libraries, or to workshops.

  Because Li Xiucai came often, he first escorted Zhang Taigong off the boat, and then hired a sedan chair.

   Zhang Taigong was displeased, he didn't like such noise, so he helped his own towel, with a proud look on his face.

  It's a pity... Here, no one stays for a while because of this old scholar who is clearly famous and famous. People are in a hurry, and even their eyes never stop.

  This is unimaginable in other places. Zhang Taigong felt that the things he was most proud of seemed to be trampled on.

   "It's really worrying that the world is like this." Zhang Taigong said with a bit of indignation.

   "If you don't see it, it's pure." Li Xiucai saw Zhang Taigong's thoughts. He also had this feeling, but some people...couldn't accept it, and some people gradually got used to it, so they slowly dealt with it calmly.

   "It's indecent here." Zhang Taigong criticized, wanting to give a few examples to scold.

   But he found that there was nothing to criticize except that there were a lot of pedestrians here, people were in a hurry, and no one looked up to him.

   Mainly because of a momentary urgency, it seems that I have to go back and think about it slowly.

   "Grandpa, it's still early, why don't you go and have a look...the price of food..."

   "That's all." Zhang Taigong put away the thoughts that made him unhappy, and calmed down again, saying: "Today is a grand poetry gathering, why use those things to disturb the cleanliness?"

Li Xiucai smiled awkwardly. He realized that he was still secular after all, so he immediately said: "It's okay, it fell a little yesterday, but it will definitely rise back today. , now all the prefectures are reducing production, if this Taiping prefecture reduces production again, at this price..."

  Mr. Zhang said impatiently: "Okay, let's not discuss these things. After all, this is a foreign object."

  At the moment, the two set off to the venue.

  The scale of this venue is very large, and now there are many colorful flags, which is quite fresh.

  Furthermore, this place is facing the river, and you can overlook the beautiful scenery of the Yangtze River from here. Such a building seems to have been built with a lot of money. Compared with the Yellow Crane Tower, Tengwang Pavilion and Yueyang Tower, it is more magnificent.

The main reason is that it occupies a larger area, is 20 feet high, and has seven floors. river view.

  Under this building, floor tiles are laid to occupy a larger area, just like...a square.

  The strangest thing is that outsiders are not allowed to enter and exit this square, so... many people come here to hang out in their spare time.

  So when Zhang Taigong and others came here, they found that there were no less than a thousand people in the square.

  There are especially many scholars who come here today, and there are also some good people who don’t have to go to work today, and they don’t have anything else, just to have fun.

   "What's the name of this pavilion?"

   "It's called Qunru Pavilion." Li Xiucai said.

Zhang Taigong became more energetic and said: "I never thought that there is such an elegant place in such a filthy place, Qunru Pavilion... but I don't know who the owner of this building is, this must be a person living in the building. A high-ranking scholar."

  Li Xiucai looked embarrassed and remained silent for a long time.

  Seeing his reaction, Zhang Taigong asked, "Why do you keep silent?"

   "Ahem... Taigong... This building belongs to Duke Wei. It was built to commemorate... the Six Confucianists in the capital..."

   Zhang Taigong suddenly felt suffocated.

   Stay silent for a long time.

  Li Xiucai gave a wry smile.

   After a while, he said: "The six Confucian scholars in the capital, which six Confucian scholars are they?"

Li Xiucai thought about it seriously: "I think about it, Zhang Anshi is one, and there is Zhu Yong, who is the son of Zhu Neng, the Duke of Cheng, and Zhang Fu, who is the second son of the deceased British Duke, and Qiu. Song, this person is..."

  Mr. Zhang had already covered his heart, and made a sound of "uh uh uh..." from his mouth.

  Li Xiucai hurriedly said with concern: "Grandfather, what's the matter with you, what's the matter with you."

  Eunuch Zhang said with a painful face: "Don't say it, don't say it, don't stain my ears, this... this must be fake, I don't believe it."

"Don't dare to lie to the Grand Duke, those Confucian pavilions... there is a stone tablet at the bottom, which is engraved like this, and it is said to commemorate the six Confucian scholars who made great Confucianism, which has been praised by the world so far, so they spared no expense to build this building for the world. Here you can enjoy the scenery of Qixia River."

   Zhang Taigong took a deep breath very hard, it seems that only in this way can he still stand strong.

   But these words directly silenced him.

   "Mr. Zhang."

   At this moment, someone happily stepped forward, came to Zhang Taigong, bowed and saluted: "Zhang Gong, long time no see."

   Zhang Taigong's complexion barely recovered a little rosy.

  He took a closer look, but it was a Juren from the county, surnamed Zhou. And this week Juren is a family friend with him.

  So he quickly returned the salute and said: "Brother Zhou Xian is also here."

   "It's just for fun." Zhou Juren smiled slightly and said, "It's just that I never thought that Mr. Zhang would have such an elegant taste."

   When the two met, they were very close, so they simply went together, and when they entered this group of Confucian pavilions, they saw that the poetry meeting had already begun.

   This is actually in the form of guessing lantern riddles.

  There are a lot of pens, inks, papers and inkstones prepared here.

  Scholars who come here, as long as they write poems with a pen, they can hang them up.

  Then, everyone stopped here to look at the poems hanging up and make comments.

   At this time, many scholars have splashed ink, and many poems have been hung on the walls.

   Zhang Taigong is not in a hurry to compose poems, but read other people's masterpieces first.

  Finally, he was finally able to forget all the troubles he had just had.

   Moreover, Zhang Taigong was pleasantly surprised to find that here, he met many old friends, and when they met at this time, everyone was very close.

   There is even an old man who was a classmate of his when he was young. They all studied under famous teachers, but they are all in various counties. Although they communicate with each other by letter, they hardly have the opportunity to meet each other. When we met at this time, we were extremely affectionate, holding hands with each other, and reminiscing about the past for a long time.

   "Why are there still merchants here?" Taigong Zhang glanced, but saw people in cloth clothes and cloth shoes coming in.

  He frowned. Merchants are easy to identify. Emperor Taizu Gao did not allow merchants to wear silk, so many merchants asked people to cut good Songjiang cloth to wear. Some good cloth was not less valuable than silk.

   "It is heard that anyone can come to this poetry meeting, and there is no gate control." Zhou Juren whispered from the side.

  Eunuch Zhang shook his head in disgust and said, "It's a big spoiler, a big spoiler."

  At this moment, a group of people stepped into it.

   There are not many of these people, only seven or eight people.

   Zhu Di was the leader, followed by Yang Rong, Hu Guang, Xia Yuanji, Jin Chun, Jin Zhongren, etc. In addition, there were two Hanlin scholars.

  Zhu Di also just wanted to see what the poem would look like, so when the troops of the brigade were about to arrive in Qixia, they took a step ahead, and when they arrived at Qunru Pavilion, they left behind the accompanying followers and brought only a few important officials in.

   "Qunru Pavilion..." Zhu Di was speechless after reading these three words.

   Fortunately, here, there is nothing Zhang Anshi can't do, he is used to it.

  I see many poems hanging here.

  Many scholars stopped and whispered excitedly.

  Some people even finished reading the poem, and started to talk about Taiping Mansion again.

   "Taiping Mansion may suffer disaster this time. I heard... Hu Gong entered the palace yesterday."

   "All the ministers in the court, Mr. Hu is the most worthy, with him..."

  The voice behind the words is getting lower and lower.

  Scholars, when we get together, we love to discuss this.

  Hearing that someone was discussing Hu Guang, Zhu Di looked at Hu Guang with a smile.

  Hu Guang: "..."

   "The price of food has risen so much now, in my opinion..."

  Food prices...

  Zhu Di was thoughtful.

  But someone said excitedly: "I'm afraid it will go up, at least ten taels of silver, after ten taels of silver..."

  I don't know who, when it comes to food prices, almost everyone becomes excited.

  The people here are mostly of gentry origin.

   This time, a lot of food was added to the warehouse, and scholars should not talk about profit.

   But food prices are related to Taiping Mansion and Wei Guogong, but people can't help but breed endless interest.

  Zhu Di silently walked to a corner and sat down. The organizer of the poetry meeting immediately brought tea.

  Zhu Di took a sip of tea, but still didn't make any noise, just quietly listening to what other people said.

"I heard... starvation has occurred in many places. It's no wonder that the price of food is not soaring. I think it's not just ten taels, but twelve or thirteen taels. A few days ago, the old man heard that there was a starvation in Fengyang. Immediately move here and there to add a granary, just wait, now the sky is angry and people are complaining, this is a sign of natural and man-made disasters, when the time comes, the grain will be gold and silver."

   "You also added one position? I added three positions."

   "Brother Liu is so generous!"

"Earning money is small, but defending fame is big. Now many people outside say that the food in Taiping Mansion will be ripe this year, but I don't believe it. His Taiping Mansion...doing such nonsense can still have a good harvest! Someone must be in a hurry. Knowing that there is going to be a major event in the Taiping Mansion and there will be no food at that time, so I found a way to release the news so that I can buy food at a low price, and I want to alleviate the urgent need."

   "It's just your money to buy food..."

   "I arrived in the land and raised funds. Hey... I really hate that I don't have much gold and silver in my hands, but it is cheaper for the bank."

   "It's okay, it's okay..."

  Everyone discussed more and more heatedly.

  Suddenly, no one cared about poetry anymore.

  The grandfather Zhang saw many young people talking happily. He was too old to discuss it in a hurry, but he was also very happy in his heart, but he didn't want to show it.

"Your Majesty... is so confused!" Someone whispered in a very low voice: "The traitors have always seemed loyal, and the methods of the Taiping Mansion to deceive the superior and the inferior are such tricks that treacherous officials of all dynasties have used, but His Majesty has not been able to detect it. "

"You don't understand..." Someone's voice was lowered: "In my opinion, there are some things... People don't know, just like Zhang Dun, who is vicious and unforgivable, but why can he As a chancellor, ruling the world? Isn't it because of..."

   Speaking of this, the man pointed to the beam with a meaningful look.

  Someone interjected: "This is indeed... the upper beam is not straight, and the lower beam is crooked."

  Zhu Di still drank tea, but when he heard this, he paused a little.

"Anyway, this time...after Xia Liangzheng comes up, the truth will be revealed, and there will be no way out for all treachery. At that time, there will be gentlemen like Hu Gong in the court, and they have to speak up for justice, and we, like ordinary people, will have a way out. "

  Everyone nodded, Zhang Taigong was also excited.

  At this time, I heard a voice from the other side of the corridor: "What is that?"

  After hearing what this man said, everyone also looked towards the corridor.

  In the corridor, you can overlook the river view.

  So someone walked up and down, and when he saw it, he was silent.

  Seeing this, Zhang Taigong naturally stepped forward, and saw that the mighty people on the river were all cargo ships.

  Countless cargo ships, connecting back and forth, mighty, inexhaustible, filled the entire river.

   Someone carefully looked at the flag hanging on the cargo ship. Although the characters on the flag were impossible to read, the style of this flag was actually familiar to many people.

   This is a unique flag for grain ships. When the government collects grain, it must use the grain flag as a symbol during transportation to signal the guards and inspections along the way, and it must not be obstructed.

  So someone exclaimed: "Grain...grain boat..."

   "Where did the grain ship come from..."

  The crowd was a little commotion.

  More and more people appeared on the corridor, and many people leaned on the railing, looking at the cargo ships seriously.

  But I saw hundreds of thousands of grain ships, like long dragons on the river, docking at various docks one by one.

   "It looks like... like... the grain ship that can transport Qixia, it should be from the nine counties of Taiping Prefecture."

   "Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could there be so many!"

  (end of this chapter)