Mighty and Majestic Concubine Wan Gui

Of course Yu Qian is not afraid of imperial power, not afraid of life and death, and sticks to his position.

The problem is that the scene in front of him has nothing to do with imperial power, life and death, and has nothing to do with his position.

He just saw the fierce ancestors pinning down the grandchildren of several generations to the ground and skinning them. He is still a normal person, and he still has emotions, so of course he would be afraid.

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his head with blood on his hands: "Huh? Demigod? What's your business here?"

Zhu Zhanji looked at him, feeling a little familiar, and a name that made him have mixed feelings was about to come out.

Even Zhu Gaochi, who was standing next to him with his stomach in his hands, found this person familiar.

Yu Qian saw a row of emperors like in the paintings on the Taimiao, uh, the living emperors, no, not alive, but the souls of the emperors.He is a bit square, he doesn't know whether he should kneel or bow, his mind turned, if I was a courtier, I should kneel, the problem is, I am not now, and I am a ghost, um, forget it, those in the mortal world Don't worry about etiquette.

"My servant is Yu Qian."

Zhu Yuanzhang's face changed, and then he burst out laughing: "Hahahahaha, Yu Qian, Yu Tingyi? Yes, good, good! I sent someone to wait for you by the Santu River, and I didn't arrive for a long time. I knew you would be there future."

Yu Qian smiled modestly: "It's a fluke, and you are favored by noble people."

Zhu Qizhen struggled hard, but he just squirmed on the ground, writhing like a maggot: "Woooooo! Wooooo!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes fell on his grandson, and suddenly he looked at Yu Qian: "How do you think I treat him like this?" Do you feel relieved, or do you think I have gone too far?I know that later generations will call me a criminal, but my criminal law is useful!

Yu Qian cupped his hands with a smile: "This is His Majesty's family matter, Ting Yi dare not say more."

Having said that, after Yu Qian left, Zhu Yuanzhang became even more angry, and tried to come up with some more cruel methods to deal with his grandson.

Although Zhu Yuanzhang had never killed his own son, he was not a soft-hearted person, not to mention that this grandson made him lose face—even if he was not in the underworld, even if he was in the world, he would have to kill this grandson.

The grandson is so hot, if he makes a mistake, he will be killed, there is no pity.It's just that if in the human world, death is given by a glass of poisoned wine, um, and if you die once, you will be completely dead. You won't be killing people like you are now.

Zhu Di saw a look of 'hate me forever' on his father's face, so he patted his grandson's hair: "Come with me."

Take Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Qiyu away and educate them: "What's the use of keeping such a waste son? What if you kill him? Even the daughter-in-law of the Li family next door is willing to kill her own son. You have never been pregnant for nine months. Why bother?" Doing such a childlike gesture?"

He looked at the frightened and submissive Zhu Qiyu again: "Persuade your father more, think about it, father and his old man have always rewarded and punished fairly, but he was a little harsh." Conscience.

Zhu Qiyu hugged his father's arm in fear. He thought carefully about what he had done after he ascended the throne, and wanted to kneel down and admit his mistake. Appointing eunuchs should not be extravagant, blah blah.Will the old ancestor start to liquidate my mistakes after cleaning up my brother?I... can I go to reincarnation quickly? 555

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"After Laba, it's the new year. Lili la la 23, 23 sticky melons, 24 sweeping the house, 25 pasting the windows, 26 stewing pork~" Zhu Jianshen lay on the bed, pretending that he was dying of exhaustion, but in fact it was just tired wrists that hurt and didn't want to move : "Do you know how I want to celebrate the New Year?"

Dabao was wearing a thick red cotton-padded jacket and trousers, moving slowly on the bed.

Wan Zhen'er sat cross-legged on the bed and rubbed his wrists for him. During dinner, she drank some wine with the emperor. She smiled drunkenly and said, "23 batches of memorials, 24 batches of memorials, 25 batches of memorials, 26 batches of memorials."

Zhu Jianshen wanted to say this, looked at her seriously, endured it for a while, and laughed: "Yes, yes. Dabao is different. He sleeps from 23 to Lantern Festival."

Wan Zhen'er laughed and said, "What's that called? He will sleep from the first day of the junior high school until the thirty-first year of the second year."

Zhu Jianshen was so jealous that he didn't want to, pinched the little fat man's face, and the child opened his mouth in a silly smile: "It's going to be a hundred days. The dress that I wore when I became a noble concubine is ready, and the weaving mansion will send it to the capital." Come on, it will take more than a month, and Feng Guan has to wait. They are so slow."

"The phoenix crown is too delicate, it can't be done soon."

Zhu Jian sighed deeply: "Why didn't they prepare in advance, oh, there is no way to prepare."

Wan Zhen'er was very calm: "Don't worry."

Zhu Jianshen was a little depressed, he was like a girl waiting for a courier, waiting for the imperial concubine's gown and Xiapei to enter the palace every day, but the person concerned was not in a hurry at all!snort! "Sister Wan, why are you not in a hurry, you are not afraid of long nights and dreams?"

Wan Zhen'er stretched out her hand to touch his soft stomach, "You are by my side, which makes me feel at ease. What are you afraid of in the long night?"

Zhu Jianshen rubbed his hands excitedly, his whole body was revived with blood, and the exhaustion caused by dozens of baskets of memorials was wiped away: "Come here, take Dabao out."

The child yelled and stretched out his hand to grab something, but the unscrupulous parents just lowered the curtain and covered the quilt.

Zhu Qizhen: "Under the drunken lamp of the beauty, there are horizontal waves flowing from left to right. On the drunken bed of Wang Sun, he sleeps upside down."

Wan Zhen'er pretended to be resentful: "Leaning on the broken curtain alone and looking melancholy, it's a pity that the spring is wasted."

Early the next morning, Wan Zhen'er greeted the Empress Dowager, placed the eldest prince with her, and came back by herself to direct the palace people to clean up the house.

Ordinary people can tidy up a house in a day, but it is not possible in the palace. It takes a day or two to direct the palace people to put dust on the beams, sweep the shed, replace the hanging paintings, and remove the carpets.

First remove the carpet and the porcelain on Duobao Pavilion, and then bring in the high shelf chairs. The dust that has accumulated for a year on the beams needs to be wiped off.

Almost all the porcelain in the room was put away, and they wanted to replace it with a new batch for decoration. The maids put feather dusters on the long bamboo poles, raised their heads, and used the dusters to sweep the dust from the panlong algae well and painted paintings on the roof.

It is no small loss that these huge, thick, soft carpets, domestically produced or brought here from Persia or further west, are very difficult to wash in water, and sometimes fade after washing.The easiest way to clean it is to take the jar out on a snowy day, put it face down on the thick snow, and beat it with a stick, all the dust and debris falling in the gap will be beaten out, but not The smoke and dust splashed, leaving only a black mark on the snow.

It snowed heavily outside the house last night, which is a good time to play the carpet.

Wan Zhen'er was wearing fox fur and covered her face with a handkerchief: "Take out the picture of Zhong Kui eating ghosts, and hang that picture in two days."

The palace people kept their promises, and took the plaques to the inner library to pick up the famous paintings of the ancients. There are many pictures of Zhong Kui and ghosts. In addition to the new works of the court painters, there are also old masters. Pick slowly.

Wan Zhen'er went into the warehouse of Chengqian Palace again, and began to choose matching Chinese New Year decorations among the many antique porcelains bestowed by the emperor. There must be two pieces of Langyao red and Jihong porcelain, so as to be festive.The New Year's couplets and blessing characters are all written by the emperor, just prepare your favorite gold sprinkles and red announcements in advance.

The kumquat trees in the greenhouse are full of small yellow oranges, and the potted plum blossoms, bamboo bonsai, pine bonsai, and daffodils that are about to bloom are really ready to be picked up to decorate the house.

In the Qianqing Palace, the emperor was approving the memorials. His enthusiasm for the government was worn away by the day-to-day memorials, and now he has become calm and indifferent.While approving the memorial, I am looking forward to the New Year's Eve. From this day to the few days after the Lantern Festival, there is a full 20 days of rest!During these 20 days, you can set off fireworks, watch juggling, play cuju, play polo, go out for horse racing and hunting, play ice on the lake, and dig a hole for fishing~

You can also go to the plum forest to drink and enjoy the plum blossoms. The plum blossom appreciation must be cold, the colder the more elegant, the colder the more fragrant.

Go to the barbecue!Roast venison and eat it!Dress up Sister Wan beautifully, wear fox fur, enjoy plums and cook wine, and listen to the flute and flute ensemble in the ice and snow~ Hmm, life!This is called living!

Like a primary school student looking forward to the holiday, he absent-mindedly wrote his homework, thinking about the beautiful life after the holiday.

A voice that I haven't heard for a long time suddenly appeared: "Long live?"

Yu Qian was very satisfied. It was a rare time to come back. In the Qianqing Palace, he saw the emperor seriously reviewing the memorials. He worked so hard early in the morning instead of spending time with his "Sister Wan". This is really hard work!

Zhu Jian raised his head in shock, subconsciously glanced in front of him, and saw Yu Qianpiao in front of him, in his 30s, wearing a python robe and jade belt, holding a roll of paper in his hand.

The eunuch hurried over: "What orders does the emperor have?"

Zhu Jianshen waved his hands: "It's okay, move your neck, come here and give me a shoulder squeeze."

He asked secretly in his heart: "Master Yu? Where have you been recently? I haven't heard from you for a long time, and I am very worried."

Yu Qian said happily: "I am studying the craftsmanship of wooden cows and horses."

"Ah?" The emperor was very surprised, really surprised, he didn't expect this to be his hobby after retirement.

Yu Qian saw what he was thinking, and next, he spent a cup of tea to explain his logic in detail: There will be a lot of loss on the way of transporting grain and grass = if we reduce the loss on the road and improve efficiency, it means that we can rely on nothing. There is a lot more food and grass, and a lot of manpower is saved.Whether it is disaster relief or delivery of military rations, efficiency should be improved.And the wooden cow and horse that I restored and improved can improve efficiency.

Zhu Jianshen was overjoyed, and said repeatedly in his heart: "That's great! That's great! What should I do?"

Yu Qian showed a roll of paper in his hand: "This is the simplest and most feasible method that I have studied after thirteen times of making. This is a detailed drawing. Please take a look, Your Majesty." He unfolded the drawing and put it on the table. Explain one by one.

The emperor also looked at it very seriously, but he lacked carpentry experience and couldn't understand many places.After reading it: "Okay, okay, Mrs. Lao. I will immediately teach this blueprint to the Ministry of Industry, and let them send people to make it and make it available all over the world." He reached out to grab it, but couldn't pick it up at all.

Yu Qian: "...!"

emperor:"……!"