I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

Zhu Zhangui had almost never been to her and Yu Qingyao's room.

Later, Zhu Zhangui went to sea for more than a year, and there was no chance to come.

In the past few days since she came back, she has been preparing. As a result, Zhu Zhangui spent almost all of his time in the Shang Study Room in order to discuss and perfect the plan with his father, and rest there when he was tired.

She seldom came back to the palace, even if she came back, she would go to Concubine Grandson's place, wash up and change clothes, and then left in a hurry.

This made Hu Shanxiang, who had been looking forward to it, a little disappointed. She didn't know when she would get Zhu Zhangui's favor, or if she would be slowly forgotten like this.

Zhu Zhangui waved his hand, calling back Hu Shanxiang who was distracted.

"Why are you in a daze, go get someone to prepare!"

Hu Shanxiang, who was distracted and didn't hear clearly just now, blinked suspiciously, and asked in a low voice: "What are you going to do?"

Zhu Zhangui shook his head helplessly, and stretched out his hand to pinch Hu Shanxiang's upturned little nose.

"Didn't I say it? Go prepare some water, I want to take a bath."

Then it was pasted to Hu Shanxiang's white earlobe and whispered.

"By the way, you wash it too!"

Hu Shanxiang's pretty face turned even redder, and he hummed in a low, inaudible voice, then turned around and shyly called out to the maid who was serving at the side, telling him to hurry up and prepare.

At the same time, inform the chamber of commerce that she will not go there today if she has something to do, and she will come to her tomorrow if there is anything to do.

Chapter 208: The people don't know what they want, what kind of officials are you?

The first new school in the capital, in a classroom.

Hundreds of boys of different ages carefully held the books in their hands and eagerly listened to the lecture of a middle-aged scribe on the podium.

Although these boys' clothes are worn out and covered with patches, the books in their hands are very well protected, preventing the sweat falling from their foreheads and chins from getting wet on the books.

They cherished this opportunity to change their destiny very much, and they did not want to miss every word the husband said, and they did not even dare to do the small movements of raising their heads to wipe their sweat, for fear that they would miss what the husband said if they lost their minds.

"Students, this is the end of today's class."

The middle-aged scribe closed the book in his hand, picked up the sweat-soaked towel and wiped his face, looked at the child below who was still unsatisfied, and said with a smile: "Today's homework is the article we studied today, "My Grandfather Hongwu Great Emperor" recitation."

"While reciting, you must also think carefully about what His Royal Highness wants to express when writing this article."

"Tomorrow, I will conduct random checks. Anyone who fails to recite will be punished! Whoever answers to my satisfaction and recites fluently will have a mysterious reward!"

"Yes, sir!"

The mysterious reward was very attractive, and the children answered in unison excitedly.

The middle-aged scholar nodded with a smile. He was about to leave get out of class after packing up his things, but just as he picked up his things, he suddenly thought of something.

He patted his forehead helplessly.

I was only thinking about lecturing, and almost forgot what I said about the wine.

"Kids, wait a minute!"

The students who were packing their schoolbags stopped their movements one after another, sat down in the most standard sitting posture, and looked at the gentleman on the podium.

"This afternoon's martial arts class will not be held. Go back and inform your father or elder brother to come over, and tell them that the teacher will convey His Highness Taisun's order!"

The middle-aged scholar didn't talk too much.

These children are still young, and they can't remember if they say too much, and they may even pass the wrong message when they go home, so just let them go back and notify their parents.

Knowing that the martial arts class in the afternoon could not be held, many students cried out.

As mischievous boys, martial arts classes where they can get in touch with various wooden weapons are their favorite.

Although they also like to learn, it is more fun to learn to fight with a martial arts instructor with a knife.

Zhu Zhangui decided to give the first batch of part-time job benefits to the parents of these new children.

These children will be his first backbone in the future, and they will all be his own people, so of course the benefits will be given to his own people.

In the afternoon, an old farmer or a young middle-aged man came to the bright classroom with some restraint.

In the concept of these illiterate old farmers, the school for imparting knowledge is linked to their own ancestral halls, and they are all places they are in awe of.

A tall and thick man carefully sat on his son's small stool.

In order not to damage his son's desk, he raised his buttocks halfway when he sat.The rough hands did not dare to touch it randomly, for fear that if they were too strong, they would damage the things his son was reading, and then the teacher would get angry and drive his son out and stop teaching him to read.

This man is a butcher, and according to the requirements of the first batch of recruits, his son would not be able to enter the school.

But who made him a good brother.

His elder brother joined the army at the time of Jingnan and died in the battle of Jinling.

Since my elder brother had no heirs, and his parents passed away when he was young, the welfare benefits given by the court fell on him.

At this time, the man was a little nervous, thinking why did the teacher ask him to come here?

Could it be that his son got into trouble in the school and called himself over to be scolded.

For this reason, he had already beaten his son at noon.

"Hey, you're here, little tiger!"

Just when the man was nervous, an old voice sounded beside him.

The man turned his head and saw his neighbor Uncle Zhang walking in with a cane.

"Hey, I just came here for a while, why are you here, is Ergou's father free?"

The old man smiled and sat down on his grandson's chair.

"Didn't the emperor increase his troops? Ergou's father has been elected and has already gone to the barracks. His mother is a woman, so it is inappropriate to come here, so I came here, old man."

"oh oh!"

The man nodded and said nothing more.

This is a school, not their street meat stall, try to keep quiet if you can, talk loudly and make noise, if you annoy your husband, you will be in big trouble.

More and more people came.

It was originally a relatively loose room for nearly 100 children, but it was crowded by more than [-] adults.

Although these 100 people did not know any Chinese characters, they were full of respect for the school. After entering, they found their children's seats, nodded and greeted the people they knew, and then sat there and waited.

When the crowd was about to arrive, the gentleman who taught at noon walked in.

"Mr. Su, good!"

"Mr. Su, good afternoon!"

"Mr. Su,..."

A polite greeting sounded.

Mr. Su did not put on airs, nor did he look down on these vulgar farmers and military households.

No matter who greeted him, he responded with a smile.

When he walked to the podium, Mr. Su coughed lightly, and the place below became quiet for an instant, and he even lowered his breathing a lot.

"The purpose of calling everyone here today is to convey the order of His Royal Highness the Grandson!"

Mr. Su cut to the point and explained directly what happened.

It is a hot day now, and there are so many adults crowded in the room, he is afraid that some people will suffer from heat stroke.

"Crash..."

As soon as Mr. Su made a start, the parents of the children who were sitting below and listening to his speech quickly stood up and knelt down to salute.

Zhu Zhangui gave their children the chance to change their destiny. Their respect and awe for Zhu Zhangui has surpassed that of the benevolent prince, and even faintly equaled the current emperor.

So when they heard Mr. Su say that it was Zhu Zhangui's order, they subconsciously kowtowed and waited in the attitude of welcoming the imperial decree.

"Uh, no need, get up and listen!"

Mr. Su was startled, and quickly jumped aside.

He can't bear this gift, not to mention there are old people who are a few rounds older than him.

Accepting the gift from the old man, isn't this shortening his life?

"You just sit and listen, there is no need to salute, I am simply conveying the words of His Royal Highness the Grandson."

Looking at the people kneeling on the ground, Mr. Su quickly got them up.

The butcher, who was kneeling and was a head taller than everyone else, shook his head.

"Mr. Su, let's just kneel down and listen. His Highness the Grandson has shown great grace to our children. If we don't kneel and listen to his old man's words, we always feel that we are offending him."

"Yes, Mr. Su, you can just pretend that we are sitting."

Hearing what everyone said, Mr. Su couldn't laugh or cry.

After persuading everyone not to get up several times, in desperation, he could only stand at the door to avoid everyone's greetings and convey Zhu Zhangui's words.

"It's like this, everyone. His Royal Highness needs a group of people to go to a place to do something. The general thing is..."

"Let's go!"

"I'll go home and pack my things."

Before Mr. Su finished speaking, he just said that Zhu Zhangui needed a group of people to go to a place to do something.

The men below immediately agreed.

There were even some impatient ones who were ready to get up and go home to pack their things and gather.

Mr. Su: ...

"Don't worry, everyone, listen to me first, and I haven't mentioned the issue of remuneration."

"Don't mention Mr. Su, we are willing to do whatever you want, even if you don't pay."

"That's right, His Royal Highness is kind to our little bastards, let alone doing some work, even if we risk our lives, we will have no complaints."

"That's right, Mr. Su, there's no need to talk about the remuneration. Let's finish the work first, and then His Royal Highness the Grandson will just look at it and give it to you."

Listen to the sincere words of the men.Mr. Su felt a burst of emotion in his heart.

Zhu Zhangui's appeal among the parents of these students is not ordinary.

He even suspected in his heart that if Zhu Zhangui wanted to rebel now, these parents would support Zhu Zhangui without hesitation.

"Don't worry, everyone, listen to me first, and then decide whether to go or not."

Seeing that some people were going back to prepare, Mr. Su quickly stopped everyone, and quickly explained to everyone what Zhu Zhangui wanted to convey.

"Looking at foreign slaves farming and managing warehouses, they get different wages every year according to the harvest. Those who manage more than 1000 mu of land are guaranteed a minimum of 20 taels of silver every year. If they harvest more than a certain amount, they will be rewarded. Food and housing are included. They work for 5 years. Shipping back and forth."

Hearing this treatment, the men who were planning to go were even more excited.

Leaving aside those low-income military households, even the big butcher was very moved.

He wakes up early in the morning and spends his time greedily killing animals and selling meat, scavenging for food, drink and expenses. After a year, he can save four or five taels of silver.

If you want to work for His Royal Highness, 20 taels per year, and 100 taels in five years.

Moreover, His Royal Highness also provided food and drink, plus it was like spring all year round, so there was no need to change clothes frequently.

There is no excessive cost, and it is absolutely no problem to save 5 taels of silver in 80 years. If you grow a lot and get rewards, it is possible to have more than 100 taels of silver.

After a simple calculation in his mind, the butcher made a decision in his heart, and he made up his mind about the job.

As for the stall at home, I can ask my brother-in-law to do it. Didn't that kid want to do this for a long time, so I just give it to him and make a lot of money by himself.

The word part-time job quickly spread among the people.

Any news that can make money is the fastest to spread.

In less than two days, almost all the people of Daming knew about the news that they went to work in the Three Kingdoms to earn a lot of money.

Many people were very moved by this, and asked about the accuracy of the news and the inside story.

When they learned that they could get such a high salary just by going to A Sanguo to take care of the simple tasks of farming slaves and warehouses, more people were tempted.

In their view, this is not a part-time job, it is simply going there to be an uncle.

Although they have never managed slaves, they have never eaten pork and seen pigs run away.