First Prince of Ming Dynasty

Back in the house, Chang Luohua was sleeping soundly. Zhu Bian wanted to take her out for a walk, but somehow he became lazy. The mornings are hard, and he has to get up at four or five every day. This is because he lives in the palace. Otherwise, it would have to be an hour earlier.

To be honest, the effect of the early court was actually not great. Zhu Biao seriously suspected that Comrade Zhu was just trying to torment his ministers. He didn't want them to sleep comfortably with their beautiful wives and concubines.

In fact, according to Zhu Biao’s observations, the emperor only needs to meet with a few officials of the Ministry of Education or six ministers for his daily government affairs. The system of the imperial court’s operation is quite complete. Work is enough, anyway, the main government affairs are not discussed in the morning court, and the memorials for exchanges are the key.

Zhu Biao lay gently beside his concubine, and casually picked up a small fan beside her to fan her. It was hot in summer, and he should have placed an ice mirror in the room, but he was afraid that Chang Luohua would catch cold, so he didn't. When she was sleeping, she didn't like to be served by maids, so she was sweating a little while sleeping.

Zhu Biao fell asleep without knowing it. Gradually, the sun was setting and the young couple in the palace were fast asleep, but outside the palace, there was indeed a chill. All that remained of the original homes of dignitaries and dignitaries was the sealed gate.

The original lords and wives were mourning and mourning, and the noble sons and daughters were all reduced to prisoners. After taking off their brocade clothes and luxurious clothes, they were no more than mediocrities...

Zhu Biao woke up early the next morning, sat up and rubbed his eyes. Originally, he just planned to squint for a while, but unexpectedly fell asleep at this time, got up to wash and eat, and was about to go to the morning court. He came in to report after eating half a bowl of porridge: Master, the Holy Majesty has ordered that you don't need to go to court for the next few days.

Liu Jin's face was a little heavy, something happened yesterday, and today he will not let His Highness go to court today. This is not good news. There seems to be a group of people's taunts in Liu Jin's ears. Isn't the crown prince just relying on the favor of the Holy One? What?

Zhu Biao nodded happily. It would be better if he didn't go to the court. Why is it better than being a pillar there? Besides, his affairs have really increased recently, and it would be great if he could spend some more time.

Master Qian Yuan Shedi will see him, Wu Sizang must be comforted, and Fu Youde will send Ming Sheng to the capital in two days, and he will also be responsible for leaving the city to accept the conferment and other matters, and the rest is miscellaneous There are more things.

Zhu Biao put down his chopsticks, looked at Liu Jin's face and said with a smile, You don't know what outsiders don't know?

Liu Jin hurriedly raised her smiling face, unreasonably spoiling her master's mood early in the morning: Master, this servant just doesn't want outsiders to talk too much, they don't know but their mouths are very broken, they are all a group of things, and they are worthy of talking about master's affairs .”

Zhu Biao shook his head with a smile. Some people didn’t understand, but they were just trying to fool themselves. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that the emperor did this just because he didn’t want the prince to have anything to do with the events of the past few days. After all, killing too much would hurt the heavens And, or because he was afraid that the prince would intercede for the prisoner again, in short, he would not beat His Royal Highness the prince.

This is the attitude Zhu Yuanzhang has expressed for more than ten years. The eldest son Zhu Biao must be the successor of this country.

Zhu Biao got up and walked towards the Wenhua Palace: After this time, there should be a lot of houses in Beijing. I remember that many of them were bestowed by the imperial court. You can choose three good ones.

Liu Jin bowed to promise, and then said behind Zhu Biao: It's for the three princes, isn't it a little small? After all, most of them are the residences of civil servants...

Unless you are a civil servant from a wealthy family in Beijing, no one dares to live in a big house. The emperor is staring at it. Two years ago, a minister of the Ministry of Industry moved into a big house with three entrances and three exits. The next day, Lao Zhu called him into the palace and asked him where he got the money from. Naturally, the guy couldn't answer, and then he was killed with a cane.

At that time, Lao Zhu liked to make private visits in the city. He often went to a minister's house suddenly. If he was really poor, he would be rewarded, money, food, rice, and even a mansion. the one.

If it is directly won by extravagance and lust, there is no need to say much about the end, so most of the civil servants live in a bad place, and it is not suitable for the three princes to live there.

You know, according to the regulations of the Ministry of Rites, the prince's mansion is to be built in a feudal land. , covering an area of ​​about 330,000 square meters. As for the specifications of the internal buildings, which are roughly similar to those of the imperial palace, this was of course determined by Comrade Zhu himself.

Zhu Biao actually felt that it was a bit too big, even the Forbidden City in Beijing covers an area of ​​only 720,000 sq. What else to say, after all, if the old man is willing to build a palace for his son, can he just roll around on the spot?

But now the imperial court definitely cannot afford to build it. It is estimated that they will have to wait for them to start two years ago. Now they either live in the palace honestly, or they can only make do in Beijing. Zhu Biao has no money to get them one. Great yard too.

After arriving at the Wenhua Palace, Zhu Biao opened the newly sent letters. The first letter was from Tang Ding. He has officially become a pirate. Zhen's cooperation has gained a little fame, and many Japanese pirates have contacted him, hoping to join hands in plundering the coast.

Zhu Biao found it very interesting after watching it for a while. If he was reincarnated into an ordinary family, he would definitely not dare to be an official for Lao Zhu. He would probably go to sea and become a pirate. Maybe every boy longs for the freedom of the sea. Raid wantonly on the boundless sea.

It’s just that Zhu Biao’s current status, let alone becoming the One Piece, is impossible for him to sail normally, and he can’t do anything with a little risk. up.

Zhu Biao wrote some comforting words. Tang Ding changed from the son of a prince to a pirate. This sacrifice was not insignificant, and Zhu Biao was not stingy with words of praise. What a wanderer like this needs most is peace of mind and fetters. If they were always thinking that they might become abandoned children, then what would they want to do.

Zhu Biao wrote a full three pages of letter paper before he stopped writing. He had never written such a nasty letter to his princess. Liu Jin took it and sealed it. It would take two months for the letter to be delivered to Tang Ding. After all, they are now Pirates, wandering indefinitely.

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