Daming Super Daddy

Generally speaking, the emperor of Ming Dynasty was very diligent.

Under the candlelight, the young Zhu Yunwen was looking at the memorabilia one by one, and he put it aside when he was uncertain. These need to be discussed by the cabinet and the six departments. He just took a general direction.

Squeak!

At this moment, a slightly stooped figure walked in.

This figure is an old eunuch in his sixties, his name is Wang Yue, he was originally the chief eunuch of the palace, after Zhu Yunwen ascended the throne as the emperor, he naturally entered the palace as a servant, and became the eunuch who was in charge of ceremonies beside Zhu Yunwen.

Of course, like Tian Jinzhong who went to the Han Palace to announce the decree, he is only loyal to Zhu Yunwen.

Zhu Yunwen didn't raise his head, but from the corner of his eyes, he noticed Wang Yue coming in, and after he got close, he asked, "Old Yue, what's the matter?"

"Long Live Lord, His Royal Highness King Zhou is begging to see you at night, do you think you want to summon His Highness Zhou Wang?" Wang Yue brought a cup of hot tea to Zhu Yunwen, and said respectfully: "If Lord Long Live is tired, this old slave will go back to Zhou now." His Royal Highness."

"Forget it, Uncle Su must have something important to enter the palace at this moment, let's announce it!" Zhu Yunwen rubbed the center of his brows, and his slightly delicate black eyebrows were knit together.

"Yes!" Wang Yue turned around and left the imperial study room.

Before it was time for a cup of tea, Wang Yue led Zhu Wei back.

"Minister Zhu Huan kowtows to see Long live, long live, long live, long live!" Although Zhu Yunwen is Zhu Yunwen's biological uncle, in the final analysis, he is just a prince. When meeting the emperor, there is no reason not to kneel down and salute.

"Uncle Huang is free!" Zhu Yunwen stood up from behind the case, stepped forward with a smile, helped Zhu Xun, pulled him to a chair, and said, "Uncle Huang enters the palace at night. But what's the matter?"

"I have something important to report when I enter the palace tonight!" Zhu Wei said: "Long live, the king of Han Zhu Songmeng is blessed with a marriage. After the big wedding yesterday, King Han wanted to hold a poem at the mansion to thank all the princes who came to the wedding banquet." Yes, because the matter involves princes, ministers, scholars and celebrities in the court, it needs long live grace!"

"A poetry meeting?"

Zhu Yunwen didn't have a good impression of himself as "Uncle Song Huang". If he hadn't wanted to tie Xu Huizu firmly by his side, Zhu Song, a dude, would not have been cheap.

"Uncle Su, Uncle Songhuang just got married, why choose this time to thank you gentlemen?" Zhu Yunwen was very puzzled, "Furthermore, if Uncle Songhuang wants to thank you gentlemen, he can hold a banquet in the mansion and invite Why do you have to hold a poetry meeting when you come to the banquet?"

Zhu Wei had prepared his speech a long time ago, and said, "Actually, this is what I mean. Yingtian Mansion has been quiet for too long now, and the Yan Army's rebellious party is stationed in the Jiangbei camp, making the atmosphere in Ying Tian Mansion too tense. , the common people also became panic. Since the king of Han wanted to thank the princes for attending the wedding banquet, he simply held a poetry meeting. One can relieve the tense atmosphere in Yingtian Mansion. , our imperial court is not afraid of these Yan troops rebelling against the party!"

What Zhu Yun said is very reasonable. What is causing Zhu Yunwen a headache right now is that the people in the world have gradually lost confidence in the imperial court. If the imperial court pretends to be strolling in the courtyard at this moment, they will not take the Yan army's chaos seriously at all. With an attitude, it must be able to greatly restore people's hearts.

"Okay!" Thinking this way, Zhu Yunwen stretched out his hand to pat the table, and praised: "Uncle Su is indeed the foundation of our Ming Dynasty! This method not only improves the aura of our imperial army, but also makes the common people respect us. The imperial court has regained its confidence! This matter, I am sure!"

"The minister is on behalf of King Han, thank you for your long live grace!" Zhu Wei stood up from his chair, knelt down and bowed down again.

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When Zhu Huan reported the matter to Zhu Yunwen according to Zhu Song's plan, Zhu Yunwen immediately agreed, and arranged for his cronies and dead men to bring their own letters to find Fang Xiaoru, Qi Tai, Huang Zicheng and others were close to ministers.

Zhu Song didn't know this, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care, because now he and his mother-in-law were staring at each other across the table.

"Your Highness, are you crazy?" Xu Miaojin glared at Zhu Song angrily, and said, "It takes a lot of manpower, material resources, and financial resources to hold a poetry meeting. With the ability of our family, it will be difficult to make ends meet!"

Speaking of it, Xu Miaojin was also very helpless, originally thought that Han Wang, as a prince, had a considerable monthly salary, let alone the property under the name of the palace, there should be a small balance.

But after actually taking over the internal affairs of the palace from Bai Fu, Xu Miaojin realized that she was completely wrong.

This His Royal Highness King Han is simply a prodigal. Except for a few fixed properties under the name of the palace and a few relatively conservative properties, the palace has almost no surplus food.

If it hadn't been for half a month ago, Zhu Wei supported Han Wangfu's 3 taels of silver, and I am afraid that the finances of the Wangfu at this moment would be in deficit.

"This king is also a prince after all. Even though the family has no other property, the salary should be enough for the daily expenses of the family. How can it not make ends meet?" Zhu Song was also angry. What about all these twists and turns?

From what Zhu Song knew, the salary of the Ming Dynasty was quite generous.

Taking his prince as an example, when the annual salary was first determined, it was [-] shi. Although it was gradually reduced later, it was still maintained at [-] shi.

If this is converted into silver, it is equivalent to receiving 8000 taels of silver per month. In addition, there are a lot of cloth, vegetables and food, which are worth 2000 taels of silver.

These salaries alone are enough to cover the expenses of the entire Prince's Mansion.

"Snapped!"

As soon as Zhu Song finished speaking, Xu Miaojin, who was sitting across from him, took out a stack of slips from a small box next to him, and threw them heavily on the table, his beautiful face was full of anger: "If your highness doesn't believe Miaojin If so, please take a look at these!"

Zhu Song didn't expect that this always cold and arrogant daughter-in-law would get angry. Looking at the lists thrown on the table, he began to flip through them one by one:

"On the first day of July in the first year of Jianwen, King Zhu Song of Han smashed down the second floor of 'Fuqingzhai' and pledged 5 mu of good land as a pledge for compensation. Set fire to the 'Lingquan Treasure Pavilion', destroyed hundreds of pieces of gold and silver ornaments, worth [-] taels of silver, in order to be compensated by the 'Changhe Bieyuan' of Tianfu, here is the evidence..."

There are about seven or eight sheets of this thin stack of documents, all of which are lists of compensation for Zhu Song's misconduct in the past few years.

If these things are added together, it is worth 30 taels of silver. This is not a prodigal, it is clearly a livestock, a prodigal livestock!

"Has your Highness finished admiring it?"

Xu Miaojin looked at Zhu Song with a pretty face, and said: "Your Highness, although these are all debt disputes that have been paid off, there are still a few of them that are pledged fields and real estate! Now, you still want Open a poem meeting to thank you gentlemen, and you will spend all the little money that the family has just saved!"

Xu Miaojin wished she could strangle Zhu Song to death right now. If she is not in charge of the family, she doesn't know how expensive Chai Mi is, so marrying such a prodigal son is the sin she committed all her life?

"Since all these have been paid off, why do you still think about pledging or not?"

Although Zhu Song scolded the 'predecessor' in his heart for being too sloppy, he didn't show the slightest expression on his face, but said:

"The army is in chaos right now, maybe the Yan army will come across the Yangtze River! We don't know who owns the pledged land! Why don't we do something meaningful while we still have some money in hand? Go around the world!"

Of course, the reason why Zhu Song said this is because he has confidence in himself. He has lived for so many decades, and the later generations are more developed than the Ming Dynasty. He can make money with just a small invention. Need to find money to worry about it?

Besides, the opening of the poetry meeting has already been reported by Zhu Yunwen to Zhu Yunwen. It is impossible for this unlucky emperor to just watch like this without even showing any signs of it, right?

"You, you, you have no shame!"

Xu Miaojin obviously misunderstood what Zhu Song meant. Based on her terrible impression of Zhu Song, she thought that Zhu Song wanted to take advantage of the convening of the poetry meeting to invite all the famous dancers and singers from Yingtianfu for his enjoyment. .

Chapter 34 Giveaway money is coming!

"Shameless?" Zhu Song was also a little angry, but suddenly he rolled his eyes, deliberately exposed a mouthful of small white teeth, and stuck out his tongue to lick them disgustingly, saying: "Toothless? Why doesn't this king know? No The method, the teeth are good, the appetite is good, and it tastes good!"

"You..." Xu Miaojin stared wide-eyed, almost vomiting blood three liters from Zhu Song's anger.

Who said the prince won't be a rascal?Isn't there one right now?

"Okay, let's leave yours!" Zhu Song didn't have the time to quarrel with the little girl here, so he glared at Xu Miaojin and said: "How much money is there in the house, you first calculate it for me, see Let's see how much is left! I believe someone will send us money in a while!"

Just as Xu Miaojin wanted to mock Zhu Song, Xiangxiang and Yingxiang rushed in together:

"Your Highness (Miss)!"

The two little maids called their masters, and when they heard each other speak, they stared at each other.

It is true that if there is a master, there must be a servant!

"Yingxiang, what's the matter?" Zhu Song asked Xu Miaojin a step ahead.