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

Thinking of Zhu Houzhao, Zhu Zhangui felt dizzy.

The emperors of Zhu Zhanji's branch are all strange, some like carpenters, some like wild animals, some like alchemy and immortality, and some like to be several rounds older.

This Nima is more weird than the other.

In the future, my descendants and grandchildren will not be able to do this.

When the time comes when he is about to die, he must establish a rule that the royal children are not allowed to engage in amateur careers.

Not noticing that Zhu Zhangui was distracted, Zhu Pangpang continued: "It's a pity that this person can't move. If we want to move, I'm afraid it will make the kings of the world feel uneasy."

After hearing this, Zhu Zhangui wondered: "In this case, why not implement the Tweet Order like the Han Dynasty, and disintegrate the power of the vassal king little by little."

Zhu Pangpang shook his head slightly.

"Someone mentioned this idea at the beginning, but it was rejected by your grandfather."

"My Ming Dynasty treats vassals differently than previous dynasties."

"In the past, the vassal kings held military power and local management rights. It was a country like China. The imperial court's order to push favors actually weakened their power bit by bit, making them unable to threaten the central court."

"But the vassals of our Ming Dynasty, they have no power and fiefdom, and the guards are pitiful, and the whole family is supported by the court."

"In addition, the imperial court has a system. The imperial court only raises those direct descendants of the emperor, and those collateral descendants, or those who are a few generations later, have to rely on their own efforts."

"Under the current situation, the court only needs to support those who inherit the throne, but if the Tweet Order is implemented, the court will face tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of royal relatives in the future."

"In that situation, not to mention fighting to govern the country to relieve disasters and save the people, just supporting these royal relatives can completely wipe out the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Zhangui was stunned, and then he remembered that apart from the few vassal kings who founded the country, other princes in the Ming Dynasty had no rights.

Most of them are mixed food and wait to die as pigs.

If such a feudal lord implements a favor order, isn't that causing trouble for the court?

However, Zhu Zhangui frowned again immediately.

Although the vassal king of Ming Dynasty had no real power, Zhu Yuanzhang made a policy of not collecting taxes for the royal family.

This royal family is not only the royal family of the vassal king, but also includes their collateral descendants.

These princes are fine, but they are trying their best to create children.

A family of more than a dozen children is small in number, and some even have hundreds of children.

Thinking about the dispersal from generation to generation, Zhu Zhangui couldn't help but shudder.

At the same time, he also remembered that the reason why the tax revenue decreased after the Ming Dynasty was that apart from the literati taking advantage of loopholes to evade taxes, these piggies also contributed a lot of credit.

This old Zhu is really talking loudly and disregarding the feelings of future generations.

It is understandable that you want to let future generations no longer starve and be bullied.

But why don't you think about the future emperors, what a feeling it is to face this group of huge piggies!

Chapter 93: Another Sun Ruowei appears.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The sky-shaking cannon sounded at the gate of the Zhao Mansion, followed by firecrackers and drum music.

Hundreds of palace maids, holding flower baskets, incense burners and other items, walked out of the gate in a neat queue.

At the forefront of the team, hundreds of soldiers of the Shenji Battalion, holding three-eyed firecrackers, kept firing their guns at the sky.

16 specially selected bearers, dressed in festive clothes, carried a sedan chair wrapped in red silk and a gorgeous phoenix sedan chair, and followed the team in front of them out of the gate.

"The bride is coming out!"

A child's cheers sounded, and the surrounding people cheered loudly.

"reward!"

Hearing the cheers around him, Zhao Qing, who came out with the sedan chair, greeted the housekeeper.

The butler cheerfully obeyed, directed the maids and servants to sprinkle all kinds of candies and copper coins wrapped in red paper into the crowd.

"Dear relatives and friends, I will send my daughter into the palace first. Everyone, please wait for a while, drink some tea and have some snacks. I will excuse you!"

The long procession walked out of Zhao's mansion, Zhao Qing apologized to the guests who came behind him to congratulate him, and hurriedly followed the sedan chair to the palace.

In ancient times, the groom was going to greet his relatives when he got married.

But Royal is different.

When the emperor, prince, grandson, and these three identities get married, not only do they not need to go to welcome their relatives, but the bride's family also needs to send the bride over.

Of course, it's not that they don't send people. The Ministry of Rites sent representatives.

The team circled the city for a week and finally stopped at Zhengyangmen.

Zhao Qing got off his horse and listened to the imperial decree instead of his daughter.

The content of the decree is very simple.

It is the emperor's admonition to the bride, as well as the blessing to the young couple in the future, and the wish to spend scattered leaves on the royal family.

After reading the imperial decree, Zhao Qing bowed to thank him, then took the emperor's reward and returned with his family.

Next is the internal ceremony of the royal family, and the Zhao family's natal family cannot participate.

"Kaicheng, welcome!"

When the people from the Zhao family left, Jean changed into a festive and auspicious little snot, flicked the whisk in his hand, turned around and sang loudly to Zhengyangmen.

With the sound of little snot falling, the closed Zhengyang Gate slowly opened.

The new bearer carried the sedan chair and stepped into the Zhengyang Gate accompanied by court rituals and music.

This door is not something that any woman can pass through in a sedan chair.

In the palace, only three women can enjoy this treatment.

Empress, Crown Princess, Grandson Concubine.

Only these three women can enter in a sedan chair through this door on the day of their marriage.

This represents the identity and the status of ruling the sixth house in the future.

Originally, according to the rules, Zhu Zhangui had not been canonized as grandson, and his wife's sedan chair was not eligible to enter from here.

According to the route established by the Ministry of Rites at the beginning, it is to enter from Dong'an Gate and enter Donghua Gate to hold the wedding ceremony.

But after reporting it to the old man, the old man swiped his pen and changed it to enter from Zhengyangmen.

The old man's decision is to tell everyone that Zhu Zhangui, the great grandson, is firmly established.

Fengtian Temple.

Wearing a python suit, Zhu Zhangui looked at the closed Fengtian Gate.

In his previous and present lives, it was his first marriage, so it would be a lie to say that he was not nervous.

And being in the royal family, there are so many rules that can make one's scalp tingle.

After meeting with the old man in the morning, he was surrounded by more than a dozen officials from the Ministry of Rituals. The various etiquette rules explained made his head explode.

After a busy morning, the ceremony finally came to the most important step, worshiping the church.

"The happy sedan chair is here!"

Just when Zhu Zhangui was slightly nervous, a loud shout sounded from outside Fengtian Gate.

The dancers and musicians who had been waiting for a long time below played court music, and the dancers danced slowly, performing the Phoenix Dance.

The closed Fengtian Gate was slowly opened, and a gorgeous phoenix sedan chair appeared in front of everyone.

"coming!"

Sitting on the main seat, the princess looked at the sedan chair that appeared, and squeezed Zhu Pangpang's hand nervously.

The son was nervous, and she, the mother, was also a little nervous.

After all, being a mother-in-law for the first time does not have so much experience.

"Don't be nervous, you make me nervous when you are nervous."

Zhu Pangpang, who was grabbed by his wife, glanced at the smiling old man, and muttered something in a low voice.

Mrs. Zhang gave her husband a blank look, took a deep breath, adjusted her mood, and looked towards the door with a smile on her face.

The phoenix sedan chair stopped a hundred steps away from the main hall.

Lu Zhen, the Minister of Rites who was in charge of the wedding commander, saluted Zhu Di respectfully and invited the holy order, and then sang the ceremony according to the rules.

Mrs. Gaoming, who was in charge of picking up the bride, helped the bride out of the sedan chair with a smile on her face.

Astride the saddle over the brazier.

When the bride enters the hall, all the ceremonies have just been completed.

Next is worship.

Holding a piece of red silk tied with big red flowers in his hand, Zhu Zhangui and Zhao Linger became a legal couple under the witness of the old man, father, mother, civil and military officials, and amidst the singing of officials from the Ministry of Rites.

Among the crowd watching the ceremony, Zhu Zhanji looked at Zhu Zhangui who was worshiping, with loneliness and sadness in his eyes.

If she was still there, she would be one of the protagonists today.

But all this is gone.

Thinking of the face that was battered by stray bullets, Zhu Zhanji slowly closed his eyes, a cloudy tear slipped from the corner of his eyes.

The worship ceremony was soon over.

Watching Zhu Zhangui take the bride back to complete the final ceremony, Zhu Zhanji followed the crowd to the banquet venue, preparing to attend the wedding banquet prepared by my mother and father.

The banquet is divided into two venues.

One is the place where the prince entertains civil and military officials and the royal family who came to congratulate, and the other is the place where the prince concubine entertains the wives and daughters of various governments.

Zhu Zhan basically followed his father, but when he was on the road, he was dragged by his mother to the banquet place for women's rolls.

"Mom, these are all girl rolls, I'm here...it's inconvenient!"

Looking at the girls laughing and chatting together below, Zhu Zhanji moved his butt unnaturally, leaned into Zhang's ear, and complained in a low voice.

Mrs. Zhang, who was receiving congratulations from the wives of various prefectures, turned around and gave Zhu Zhanji an angry look.

"You brat, do you think I want to bring you here? Didn't the old man tell me to come over and see if there is a girl you like?"

"Your eldest brother is married, so the old man naturally hopes that you will have a family."

Knowing that it was arranged by the old man, Zhu Zhanji shook his head helplessly.

He doesn't have much thought about this matter now, after all, his mind is still occupied by that figure.

Noticing Zhu Zhanji's dark expression, Zhang also sighed helplessly.

As my son, I'm afraid he won't be able to forget that girl surnamed Sun in a short time.

"Congratulations to the crown princess, the noble son accepts the daughter-in-law, and the wealth is increased!"

While the two mothers were chatting in low voices, another imperial lady came up with a daughter-in-law and congratulated Mrs. Zhang.

"it is good…"

Just as Zhang was about to respond with a smile, the expression on her face suddenly froze. Looking at a girl behind Mrs. Gaoming, it was like seeing a ghost in broad daylight.

Zhu Zhanji, who was lowering his head and looking sad, noticed that his mother was stuck, thinking that something had happened, subconsciously followed his mother's gaze, and was also stunned for a moment.

"Ruowei!"

Zhu Zhanji stood up "Zeng", and was about to rush towards the girl.

After reacting, Mrs. Zhang grabbed Zhu Zhanji, glared at him, calmed down her surprised heart, and asked the imperial lady with a smile.

"Sister of the Lu family, the girl behind you looks strange, she doesn't seem to be your daughter."

The Gaoming lady surnamed Lu felt tense when she heard Mrs. Zhang's words, thinking that she would bring her niece here and make the Crown Princess unhappy, so she quickly explained:

"Princess, please forgive me. This is my niece. She just arrived in the capital a few days ago. It happened to coincide with the wedding of His Highness the Grandson, so I brought her here to see the world. I offended the Crown Princess. I also ask the Crown Princess to forgive me." .”

Seeing that the other party misunderstood, Mrs. Zhang quickly smiled and waved her hands.

"Sister misunderstood, I just saw this girl's eyes strange, so I asked curiously."