Ming dynasty grand dude

It is definitely impossible to say that there is no resentment in my heart, but the old man at home has the final say.

They can only endure it.

The resentment from the past is nothing at all now, no matter how big the resentment is when so much gold and silver are spilled, it will be empty.

Lao Zhang lowered his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Chihuer found a way for you, but there is only one way!"

"Who can leave depends only on ability and not on closeness!"

As he said that, Lao Zhang told Zhang Lun what he had discussed with him.

Fuck!There are mines at home!What's more, it's a gold mine!

If you want to open a mine with His Majesty, the Ministry of Households, the Ministry of Punishment...etc., our family will get [-]% of the share!

Fuck!Those who go to help guard the gold mine at home can share [-]% of the gold mine income!

"Going to help the family with things is not asking you to die! So first of all, you have to be voluntary."

Lao Zhang glanced at these red-faced and thick-necked people, and snorted: "Secondly, go back and practice with the old people at home!"

"Strategy theory also needs to be tested, at least it can ensure that people in the past will not be confused, and those who were killed by others and lost to our Zhang family!"

1 Fifty Chapters: The Wind of the Capital and the Construction of a New Newspaper, Loyalty and Incomparable Zhang Chihu

In the past few days, the capital once again spread the word about Mr. Kaiyu's new work "The Emperor Answers Questions from His Majesty and All the Great Scholars".

The sentence "Heartless is not necessarily a hero, how can a pity be a husband", which made countless old fathers sigh in the study.

Coupled with the rumored figure in front of the gate of Zhang Laoguo's manor, overlooking the return of his grandson.

Immediately, there was the unrivaled hero with "high ambition and high spirit", but his kind and soft demeanor appeared vividly on the paper.

It was also at this time that people in the capital gathered one after another to participate in the next spring exam.

If there are more exams, naturally there will be more poetry receptions, but the incident of Tang Bohu last year is still vivid in my memory.

Everyone is still more cautious about visiting their teachers and fellow villagers, and officials are also cautious about calling on their sons.

After all, what happened to Tang Bohu last year was such a big deal, isn't this the reason why Jinke got involved? !

If there are more scholars, there will naturally be more gossip.

After all, the rumors about that young master Yu occupied the most, but no one dared to provoke this young master.

It's just that the young master seems to want to run a reading material similar to Dibao, which will comment on the government when it is published every day.

If Mr. Yu could do it by himself, everyone would just laugh and take a look curiously.

It can be said that Qian Fuqian and Qian Qian, the number one scholar in the third year of Hongzhi, were found by him to assume the main responsibility of this journal.

There are also four of his disciples, famous scholars from the south of the Yangtze River Zhu Yunming, Wen Zhengming, and Mr. Yu himself!

This lineup is very luxurious, you must know that only with Mr. Yu and his four disciples, there are two Jieyuan.

That's a factual test. Last year's case only said that he had misbehaved and no fraud was found.

In other words, the four disciples of the family are all great talents who can be admitted to Jinshi. How can the publications compiled together be bad? !

Afterwards, Baowentang under the sign of the Lijian of the capital, Eryoutang, Wutongfang, which is unknown at all, and so on are the big bookstores in the capital.

It is said that Mr. Yu will publish a publication, saying that "the current problems of the Ming Empire are all reported by critics", so it is called "Imperial Times".

At this time, everyone was used to calling it "Da Ming" and "Huang Ming", but it was Zhang Lun's first initiative to call it "Da Ming Empire".

But everyone also felt that it sounded very good, and it was quite majestic.

The ladies and wives of officials, businessmen, and courtesans in brothels are concerned about the rumor that Mr. Yu is going to open a new storybook.

This new script will be published in the "Imperial Times", but the specific script is not yet known.

For a while, there was an uproar in the public, and countless people were eagerly anticipating when and how the "Imperial Times" by Mr. Yu would be published.

What no one knows is that the little eunuch Zhang who caused the uproar is now laughing and beating the prince of this dynasty...

Poor little Zhengde just left the cabinet to study this year, and he happily came to study with his admired Young Master Zhang.

As a result, when they arrived, they were thrown into a set of armor, and apart from anything else, they were cleaned up and looked for teeth all over the floor.

"Hiss... It hurts! It hurts! Brother Hu, can't you save some hands..."

Little Zhengde gritted his teeth, while Zhang Lun was smiling and helping him apply ice.

Don't think that the ancients had no ice to use in summer and peace days. According to historical records, there was ice storage in the Zhou Dynasty.

Around the Tang Dynasty, alchemists accidentally discovered that saltpeter can dissolve in water, and quickly cool down or even freeze.

During the Song and Yuan Dynasties, this technology was already very mature, and there were even mung beans with sugar, pear pulp, papaya juice, etc. for sale in the market.

"Keep your hands, can you learn real skills?!" In fact, Zhang Lun really didn't hit hard, but he still hit Xiao Zhengde with his teeth cracked.

After wiping left and right to see that nothing happened, Zhang Lun slapped the injured area with a "slap~!".

The painful little Zhengde screamed and jumped up, but Zhang Lun rubbed his head and said: "If you lose, you have to admit it, and write big characters! The master said..."

"It's worth it...'People are untrustworthy, so I don't know what to do.' I know that!" Xiao Zhengde waved his hands impatiently.

Putting his waist down and humming to Zhang Lun, he said, "Brother Hu, I'm also good at school!"

"You have two choices now: first, write five hundred more characters. Second, fight me again!"

Zhang Lun raised his eyebrows, yo ho~!The brat can talk to the master in just a few words? !

Xiao Zhengde's eyelids twitched: "Brother Hu, can we discuss and give me a third choice?!"

"Well... I'm good at what I do, you can choose to fight with Sister Miao'an!"

"..." I might as well choose to fight you!Sister Miao An was not only beaten, but miserable!

"How about... sister Ashikaga Tsuru?!"

Xiao Zhengde gave Zhang Lun a supercilious look, stood up and walked towards the thatched cottage.

He chose to write five hundred more characters.

are you crazy!If you choose to fight with sister Ashikaga, is there any difference with sister Miao'an? !

These two are tigresses, and I don't know where Brother Hu found them...

Chen Tong is also known as a master of the inner circle, and on the first day, the two sisters took turns pushing and rubbing on the ground.

The punched nose is not the nose and the face is not the face. I almost resigned in grief and indignation...

With Chen Tong's tragic experience, Xiao Zhengde wisely chose to write in big characters—mainly he couldn't beat Zhang Lun.

"Liu Jin! Come here!" Seeing that Liu Jin was about to run to serve Xiao Zhengde, Zhang Lun immediately called him over.

Liu Jin couldn't help but trembled when she heard Zhang Lun's call, but she hurried over with a flattering smile on her back.

"The waist is straight! What does the waist look like!" Zhang Lun's pair of red phoenix and peach blossoms stood up suddenly, and Liu Jin trembled.

Immediately straightening his waist, Zhang Lun nodded in satisfaction: "Have you read all the books I asked you to read?!"

"Look...read..." As soon as he said reading, Liu Jin lost his temper.

Zhang Lun frowned and stretched out his hand to "Pa~!" and patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "What's going on with you?!"

Liu Jin drooped her head and said after a long while: "My lord, our family knows that you are doing it for our family's benefit and asking our family to study more..."

"But...but our family is a rootless person, what else can we think about?! You..."

When she first came here a few days ago, Liu Jin was worried that this little father-in-law would be difficult to get along with and look down on eunuchs like them.

As a result, the seed of reading came, who was famous all over the world, and the elders of Sange praised him. He killed Japanese pirates and even went to Fusang.

The unicorn son Zhang Xiaogong, who is revered by the crown prince, has no intention of looking down on them.

Talking and laughing with the prince, I didn't forget Wen Yan to talk to them, and asked someone to prepare a table for them to sit and have tea and refreshments.

The guards and eunuchs who came with the prince each got a small piece of red coral carving, a small bag of pearls and the same amount of gold and silver.

No one has much, and no one has too little.

The guards were asked to practice martial arts, while Liu Jin and the old horse who followed were asked to study.

"Nonsense!!" Zhang Lun raised his eyebrows suddenly, and the pair of red phoenix and peach blossoms yelled at Liu Jin in a low voice filled with anger.

"Those rotten Confucian scholars who pride themselves on being noble look down on you, do you want to look down on yourself too?!"

Liu Jin froze after eating this drink.

There was a warm current rising from the bottom of his heart, and his lowered head and eye sockets were a little red.

How many people have looked at him since he became a eunuch?

Because he has no power to serve the prince now, except for some little eunuchs, there are not many flatterers.

Zhang Lun turned around after taking two steps with his hands behind his back.

"But you don't know that Mr. Yang Youzhi, the internal official of the Tang Dynasty, has made great achievements!"

"As an internal official, Tang Xuanzong first pacified Li Duozuo and Zhu Weishi! Later, Ping'an South, Wuxi, Yongzhou, and Chunlong rebelled!"

Zhang Lun stared at Liu Jin, and said in a deep voice: "After all the military service, the servant, General Hushi, and Duke of Guoguo passed away at the private residence of Yishanli in Chang'an at the age of eighty seven."

"Not to mention Mr. Sanbao, one of the great generals under Chengzu's command in this dynasty, who went to the West seven times. I still hear his legend when I go to the south of the Yangtze River!"

"There is also Mr. Wynn who is now ordered by His Majesty to build the Xianzhong Shrine for him! And Mr. Mei Dong who is serving by his side now!"

Seeing Liu Jin lowering his head, Zhang Lun sighed and said softly: "Liu Jin, I hope you know! How they treat you does not determine what you will do!"

"You are the only one who can decide what you will be! Praise through the ages, obscurity or infamy, it all depends on your choice!"

Liu Jin knelt down with a "Plop~!", her voice choked with sobs: "Little Grandpa..."

"His Royal Highness will grow up gradually, and in the future he will surely inherit the throne. Mr. Xiao is also old, and he doesn't know how many years he can wait for His Majesty..."

Zhang Lun helped Liu Jin up, and sighed: "In the future, don't you still have to rely on your Highness?!"

"I teach you now so that you can help His Highness when the time comes, and also give you a chance to leave your name in history!"

As he said that, Zhang Lun patted Liu Jin on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "I know you all come from poor backgrounds, and you don't have much money and you spend a lot of money..."

Liu Jin blushed when he said this, he is indeed a good fortune.

"But you must know, if you shouldn't reach out, don't reach out!"

Zhang Lun's pair of red phoenix peach blossoms looked at Liu Jin and said sternly: "It's just money, it's not difficult to get it!"

"I will also teach you the strategy of planning, and even do a few jobs for His Highness to practice with you."

"It's too much to say, but it's not a problem to earn a hundred and eighty thousand pocket money."

Liu Jin's legs couldn't help shaking when he heard this, and he almost knelt down again.

My little father-in-law, one hundred and eighty thousand silver coins... Liu Jin burst into tears.

My old Liu Xiao, who is half buried in the soil, has never seen so much money!

"I thought about it before, and suggested to His Majesty that a shrine should be built in the palace to commend the internal officials who are loyal to the royal family and have made contributions to the imperial royal family!"

Looking at Liu Jin, Zhang Lun said softly: "In the future, new officials in the palace will have to prostrate, recite, offer incense, and know their allegiance to the Heavenly Family."

"But...you have to do things for His Majesty, do things for His Majesty, and make contributions to the royal family, so I can talk!"

Liu Jin's heart trembled when he heard these words, this really hit the softest part of his heart as an eunuch.

What do people who have lost their sense of right and wrong actually care about the most? Isn’t it the incense offerings behind them? !

If this is done...

"Chi Hu'er is taking care of me, for the heavenly family, and for my emperor!" Emperor Hongzhi watched from afar, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If this is done, who will benefit the most? !Isn't it royal? !

In order to be able to enter the Zhongxian Temple after death, eat incense, receive offerings, and be sacrificed... Why don't the internal officials work hard for the royal family!

The Qilin of the Zhang family... really is unparalleled in loyalty and righteousness!

Chapter 151: Xiongwa is taught in the thatched cottage

"Xiao Banban, go back to the palace." Emperor Hongzhi took one last look at Zhang Lun, who was yelling that the big characters of Xiao Zhengde in the thatched cottage must be neatly written.

Then he turned around and left here under the escort of the brigade.