First Prince of Ming Dynasty

After Zhu Wang and Zhu Di heard this, there was disgust on his face, but he was not filled with righteous indignation. After all, he was only a boy in his teens, and he didn't have so much empathy. How cruel, and Liu Jin didn't tell the most cruel aspect.

Harvesting and excision has been practiced since ancient times because of its huge profits. In the Han Dynasty, once a chariot was found dismembered, it was sentenced to death by hanging in the Tang Dynasty. As of now, in the old age of Wu Yuan, Zhu once ordered that all those who harvested and exhumed people should be executed by Ling Chi. The property was cut off and paid to the family of the deceased. Although the wife, son and cohabiting family members did not know about it, they were sent to resettlement for two thousand miles, and they were beheaded for the accomplices!

It can be said that Lan Yu's lynching was a pleasure for them, whipping is better than Ling Chi, but the crux of the problem is never the punishment, but Lan Yu's arbitrarily lynching. Unlike other prisoners, the county magistrate is the court order after all. .

Zhu Wang said: Since the county magistrate deserved what he deserved, then Lan Yu should be fine, why are these officials speaking for the criminal?

Zhu Di shook his head and said: The life and death of a mere county magistrate is nothing at all. What they are dissatisfied with is that Lan Yu flouted the court's laws and arbitrarily executed lynchings.

Zhu Biao glanced at Zhu Di and didn't say anything. He took a sip from his teacup and rested against the pillar for a while. About half an hour later, the three brothers got up to hoe the ground again.

After working for another hour, the fifth prince Zhu Wei led four or five younger brothers and came over with hoes on their shoulders. Judging by the enthusiastic look, he probably regarded working in the fields as a rare fun.

Big brother, third brother and fourth brother, we are here to help you with your work~

Zhu Wang and Zhu Di frowned, and looked at a group of youngsters irritably, even the old five, Zhu Wei, was only ten years old this year, let alone the ones behind, who were not as tall as a hoe, so it would be a waste of help if they came here.

Zhu Yu replied unceremoniously: Who told you to come here? You guys still dare to skip class at this hour before school is over. You little bastards are itching!

Lao Wu led the younger brothers back, I don't need your help here, let the emperor know to be careful with your skin!

Brother, brother, we are here to help, look at the third and fourth brothers!

The younger ones ignored those two at all, they all knew who the real master could be without the emperor's father, they swarmed to Zhu Biao's side, the field was criss-crossed, the old seven Zhu Mi staggered and didn't fall down.

Zhu Biao was not angry, he looked up at the sun and made the calculations. At this time, Lao Zhu's urgent government affairs should have been dealt with. It is indeed very likely that he will come here to teach his son a lesson. It is estimated that those concubines coaxed his son to show his face at noon. of.

Zhu Biao smiled and patted his younger brothers' heads and said softly: Tell the eldest brother first, did you skip class or did you ask for leave from Mr. Tong?

Zhu Zhen, the sixth child, immediately replied: We discussed it with my husband at noon. In the afternoon, I will study hard and finish today's homework, and then I can come over to help.

If it weren't for Lao Qi's slow learning, we would have come here long ago!

Zhu Biao appeased a few brats who were scrambling to show off and seek praise in front of him. He opened his eyes and looked into the distance. Seven or eight scholars in Confucian robes were kneeling respectfully in the distance. Look to salute in a hurry.

Zhu Biao waved his hand to tell them to retreat. Things in the palace are troublesome. For Zhu Biao, he can see all the mountains and mountains at a glance, but for those officials of the Imperial Academy who are studying with the Pope, they dare not disobey any concubine's greeting. ah.

What's more, the younger brother came to help the elder brother who was punished, no matter how you say it, it is the virtue of brotherhood, brotherhood and harmony, and there is no reason to stop it.

The little princes were in high spirits, and Zhu Biao naturally had no desire to hit them, let alone letting them know that farming is harder than studying is not a bad thing. Well behaved.

Seriously arranged work for a few of them, and asked their little eunuchs to look after them carefully, no matter how good-looking they are, just don't swing the hoe on their foreheads.

Seeing that his eldest brother didn't drive them away, Zhu Xi and Zhu Di stopped talking. They are so old, so they naturally know the plans of those concubines. It is true that his father cherishes his blood, but after all, he is the emperor, and the government is heavy, so there are not many. Time to communicate with the sons, the older ones are okay, and they walked around with the father when they were young.

The princes after the sixth son were really born in the deep palace and grew up in the hands of women. They haven't stepped out of the palace for so many years, and they only have endless studies.

After another hour, the younger ones were too tired to lie down in the distant pavilion, eating cold sesame cakes. Only the fifth child was still wielding a hoe beside his own brother. The chattering never stopped, and Zhu Di was so annoying that he wished he could knock him out with a hoe.

Hmph, if you were born in an ordinary family, you would have to starve to death. You've ruined such a good land!

My son pays homage to Father Emperor.

Old Zhu Long walked over at a tiger's pace, looked at the messy ridges and scolded his sons severely, took off his coat, grabbed the hoe in Zhu Huan's hand, and started working.

The posture at the beginning was a little unnatural, but he quickly adjusted it back. The efficiency of hoeing the ground was no worse than that of the young man, and the three brothers did not dare to speak, so they hurriedly continued to work hard.

The little ones didn't dare to be lazy anymore, they ran over with bitter faces and held up the heavy hoe to pick up bit by bit. Time passed slowly, a group of eunuchs and maids stood in the distance, and the old father led them in the sunset. Sons, big and small, open up new farmland...

I don't know how long it took, Lao Zhu was sweating profusely, the little ones' hands and feet were weak, and the older ones were tired and hungry after a day's work. The exhaustion came out from the bones, and he just wanted to eat and sleep well. Sleep.

Zhu Yuanzhang threw down the hoe: Okay, let's finish here today, and continue to do the rest tomorrow. You three and four will continue according to what I laid out, so don't hoe crookedly.

Zhu Biao put the hoe aside, and when he stretched out his palm, he could see a few blisters that had been rubbed out. It didn't hurt much, but he felt uncomfortable. The hand holding the pen was really not used to waving the hoe suddenly.

Zhu Biao walked to his father's side and said with a smile: You should let the second child come over and see if he can still think about women.

We have already ordered the imperial doctor to use the wound medicine in the army, and let him come to work in ten days. Not only will he do it this year, but he will also have to do it in the spring of next year. If he doesn't train him, he will be useless.

Zhu Biao laughed happily when he heard the words, and Zhu Wang and Zhu Di who were beside him also made no secret of gloating. They were playing outside the palace, but because that guy was implicated, he was not only imprisoned in the palace, but also had to work hard to cultivate the land. He wished that he would be in bad luck, otherwise how could he calm down?

If you follow the gentle treatment of the imperial physicians, then Zhu Yu can indeed lie comfortably for a month, but if you use the special wound medicine in the army, the curative effect will be effective within ten days, but the pain is really painful, not only It hurts and itches...

In this way, everyone was happy, and Lao Zhu happily led his sons to dinner. Seeing his sons, big and small, around him, Zhu Yuanzhang felt very at ease.

During the years of begging for alms, what he hoped most was to marry a wife and have children one day, and then give birth to a large group of sons, leading the sons to work at sunrise and sunset and to support the family.

A relatively hearty dinner, different from the original formality, the princes are exhausted and even hungry, and now they don't care about being afraid of the old man, they are scrambling to be the first, like a group of piglets, Lao Zhu, who always pays attention to rules , this time it was rare that he didn't stop, but watched with a smile.

After eating and drinking, Lao Zhu asked them to go back to the palace to rest, while Zhu Biao sat beside him, watching the backs of his younger brothers leaving with his father...

After they all left, the two of them got up and walked back to Jinshen Hall. The imperial case was still full of stacks of memorials and official documents. Needless to say, Zhu Biao walked to his small book case and sat down. A part of the memorial was brought over from above, and the father and son immersed themselves in reviewing it.

The whole family can do physical work, but only father and son can do this kind of thing, and the rest of the princes are not allowed to do it, and it is not even allowed to take a look here.

The two of them were not quiet when reviewing the memorials. Sometimes Zhu Biao would ask his father about the memorials related to the future direction of the court when encountering important events. Old Zhu also took up a complicated question from time to time to test his son. .

I have been busy until Chenshi to finish handling today's government affairs, some of which are too involved are staying in the middle school, and tomorrow Lao Zhu will call the principal officials to hold a small meeting to resolve them.

Biao'er, you don't have to go to the morning court tomorrow, first go to the Ministry of Industry to see what happened to the special troop transfer badge we ordered the Ministry of Industry to make last month, as well as the gold and silver medals for military officials. These are related to the transfer of soldiers and horses in the court. Also, the Ministry of Rituals requests the Great Sacrifice of Huangdi Xuanyuan, and you write a sacrificial letter for us in your own hand...

The important affairs of the country are sacrifices and military affairs. Apart from Lao Zhu, only Zhu Biao can do these two things. Needless to say, the military badge is something similar to the tiger talisman, which is used as evidence to mobilize troops and horses in emergencies.

Nowadays, it is difficult to mobilize soldiers and horses. Even if the imperial court wants to use troops, it needs the emperor's order.

Without preventing emergencies, Lao Zhu ordered the Ministry of Industry to manufacture military and state call Zouma Talismans. The first gold medal of the real dragon is in the hands of the emperor, and the second gold medal of Yongbao is collected by the Zhongshu Province and the Dudufu respectively.

When making books and dispatching soldiers, the provinces and governments use cards to enter and then the inner government sends out treasures for use. The horse-riding talisman is used by the imperial envoys who dispatch envoys for urgent military affairs to call local guards.

As for offering sacrifices to the Xuanyuan family, let alone the solemn state affairs, which should have been written by Lao Zhu himself, and then officials from the Ministry of Rites went to the Huangdi Mausoleum on the top of Qiaoshan Mountain in Huangling County to read the sacrificial oration to represent future generations I am grateful for the kindness of Xuanyuan's ancestors.

Since the Han Dynasty, there have been records of sacrificing, repairing, and protecting the Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor in Qiaoshan. In the first year of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang asked officials to overhaul the Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor. It took three years to complete the repair. After all, the Yuan Dynasty did not care much about the Xuanyuan family. This year is considered official. It is needless to say the meaning of the first sacrifice of the founding of the country to start the sacrifice.

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