Daming prepares the emperor

As the saying goes, you should be pretty and filial. This principle seems to apply not only to girls. Zhu Biao looks good in white clothes.

The ancestor worship ceremony lasted for more than ten days, and Zhu Biao wore white clothes for more than ten days. Fortunately, this experience was only this time, and it was more to make up for the regret of not being filial for many years.

He didn't have time to understand all kinds of complicated etiquette, so he was fiddled with by the officials of the Ministry of Rites at any time, and he went through the process like a puppet, praying this and that, kowtowing this and that.

Just about a hundred cattle and sheep were sacrificed.

When all this is over, the real drama is long overdue.When he arrived in front of the still crude tomb, what Zhu Biao had to do was to kneel down and tell the reasons why Zhu Yuanzhang hadn’t visited his parents these years, as well as his achievements and the current family’s population industry, and finally promised to complete the mausoleum and build the tomb as soon as possible.

After completing such major tasks, he began to rectify the administration of officials in Fengyang.

Things are not as simple as dividing land and money.If you simply let the folks get something for nothing, without mentioning how other landlords think of Zhu Biao, this is not a good thing for the common people. First, it will encourage laziness, and second, it will cause riots. In the village, this time I gave money and land, so should I give an official position next time?

Helping people for a while cannot help people for a lifetime.

Besides, most of the corrupt officials can be taken down, and a small number of them are related to people in the court. Some are backed by military generals in Huaixi, and some are backed by civil servants in eastern Zhejiang. Once they are implicated, it is bound to affect the front. The war has led to instability in the court, so we need to be careful and careful.

If he couldn't move, Zhu Biao held back and wrote it down to plan to settle it later.

After dealing with these matters, he was finally able to understand some of Zhu Yuanzhang's thoughts. He was not familiar with historical events, but he knew a little about some cases, such as the Hu Weiyong case and the Lanyu case.

In these cases, Comrade Zhu thoroughly investigated tens of thousands of people and beheaded countless people. In fact, he may not really be killing those implicated, but he would put those who could not be moved at that time. The charge of rebellion, and then it will be easy to start.

There are also these gentry, their heritage accumulated for hundreds of years should not be underestimated, and their local forces are also intertwined. Zhu Biao relies on his own ability, he will be fine if he is poisoned, he can fight back even if he is assassinated, and he will bring Only with the help of the army did he dare to take action to clean up some of them, otherwise it would be hard to say whether he would be "died into the water" like Zhu Houzhao.

For these people, when they are in a hurry, they can use any tricks, what's more, they want to give their daughter to Zhu Biao.

The emperor is the biggest landlord in the feudal society, and it is impossible to betray his own class. Zhu Biao does not intend to do anything out of line. No matter how enlightened Comrade Zhu is, he is not a modern person. In the future, when the political system is stable and the civil and military forces are stable, I am afraid that I will be powerless even if I want to do anything.

The goal Zhu Biao set for himself is to have a clear and bright politics, open up territories, and have harmony and stability between the two worlds of monsters. As for the rest, let future generations do it. History has its own historical process, and he probably can live for a long time. For the rest of the day, it's not bad to be the Son of Heaven in Fengdu.

In the blink of an eye, winter came, and the cotton and coarse charcoal were transported to the newly built warehouse in Fengyang.

Wearing a fox fur coat, Zhu Biao stood on the city wall and looked at the snow scene. The vast sky and earth seemed to melt like silver. There were scattered icicles hanging under the trees.

Wei Zhongde, who came from Yingtian more than ten days ago, hurried up, protecting something with both hands, and stood behind Zhu Biao.

Zhu Biao didn't look back: "What did you take?"

"Returning to the master, it is the hand stove prepared for you." Wei Zhongde said.

"I don't need it, you can keep it for yourself." Zhu Biao opened his mouth and exhaled a string of white mist, "Did the prince send any news?"

"Returning to the master, the prince didn't send any news." Wei Zhongde said, "But when the slaves left, the princess once told the slaves that they would bring some food and clothes so that the master can finish the work and go back to celebrate the New Year as soon as possible."

"This is urging me." Zhu Biao laughed.

Wei Zhongde bowed his head and said: "The princess misses her master, I heard that she misses her several times a day."

"I remember that half a month ago, Zhang Shicheng was isolated and helpless in Hangzhou. I heard that the stones used to defend the city were all removed from the roof. Why, he hasn't surrendered yet?"

Zhu Biao suddenly changed the subject, but Wei Zhongde could follow his thoughts.

"My servant has something new, but I don't know if it is true or not. If the master is willing to listen, I will tell you about it."

That being said, what Wei Zhongde can show must be well-founded.

"Speak."

"Returning to Master, I heard that Zhang Shicheng's wife, Mrs. Liu, has taken her two children to live on a tall building in order to relieve Zhang Shicheng's future worries."

Zhu Biao was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and said, "Bring the child to bed?"

"Yes."

"It seems that it will take some time to win this battle." Zhu Biao sighed, "The integrity of Zhang Shicheng's family is much better than that of Chen Youliang, but it's a pity that his ineffective younger brothers are always holding back. His own ability is not bad. , but in terms of military and political affairs, he is indecisive, just as Mr. Liu said, he is a self-defense captive."

Wei Zhongde said: "No matter how long it takes, the lord will definitely win, master don't need to worry too much."

"What's the use of worrying?" Zhu Biao continued to cast his gaze on the chariots and horses below, "I'm not fighting the battle, so it's better to worry about what's going on there than right now."

In the heavy snow all over the sky, Lu Jinai came out from the county government gate and went up to the city wall.

According to historical records and studies of later generations, the Little Ice Age began at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, there was a heavy snowfall in Hainan, which shows the hardships in the south of the Yangtze River and the Central Plains.

Although the current situation is not so serious, Zhu Biao is keenly aware that the temperature has been getting lower every year since he was born, and he intends to experiment in Fengyang to lay a foundation for future investigations on the issue of keeping warm throughout the country.

"Your Highness." The white snowflakes scattered in the air, fell on the city wall, on the car, and on Lu Jin'ai's hair. He cupped his hands and said, "This is the last batch of goods. How do you plan to divide them? There is no charter?"

"Have the common people paid off the debt of the loom?"

Lu Jinai answered confidently, "A total of 170 poor families have borrowed looms, of which 150 and [-] have paid off their debts, and of the remaining [-] households, [-] have a little debt, and I promise to accommodate them." If they return after the New Year’s Eve, the other three households will be extremely tired and lazy, so there is nothing they can do, and the world will be hard to save.”

"Those who have paid off the arrears should still have money for the New Year, right?"

"Yes." Lu Jinai said, "At least it's much better than in previous years. The common people are ignorant, and when they suddenly become rich, it backfires. This is the best way. If we continue to rectify year after year, nothing will happen. Big problem."

"You go to the county government to pay some expenses, allocate public funds to set up a charcoal-burning workshop, and sell the things on these cars to the common people at a low price first, and let them pay on credit if they can't afford them. Which rich household in the city secretly took them? , cut off his head, no need to report."

"Yes."

Zhu Biao looked at Lu Jinai, who was dressed in an official uniform, with satisfaction: "I know you still want to take the imperial examination to become an official, but the imperial examination cannot be passed within a year or two. If the previous county magistrate died, there must be another one." , you work hard in Fengyang, and when the affairs of the court are stable, I will personally recommend you."

"I will never disappoint Your Highness's kindness of knowing you." Lu Jin'ai raised the hem of her clothes, knelt down in the snow, and leaned her forehead on the cold brick.

"Okay, get up." Zhu Biao said, "It's almost Chinese New Year, and I have to respond to the heavens. The princess has urged you many times. I leave the matter here to you. Don't forget my expectations."

After several rounds of rectification, Zhu Biao dared to say confidently that Fengyang is the place with the best government officials in the world. It's up and down.

"Your Majesty will keep in mind His Majesty's will."

The wind blew, and the snowflakes became bigger. Wei Zhongde was afraid of disturbing Zhu Biao's elegance of admiring the snow, so now he took out an umbrella from somewhere and opened it, covering Zhu Biao's head.

Lu Jinai watched them go away.

Three days later, Zhu Biao was sitting in the spacious carriage, accompanied by Liu Chubai who was gradually wilting again.

As the figure of the sending off official slowly disappeared in front of his eyes, Zhu Biao relaxed his posture, and his person also softened on the cushion, closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief.

Those in positions of power have to hide their emotions, hide their thoughts, and fight with these people who are full of bad things. Even if they have an advantage, it is quite troublesome. Fortunately, this journey of worshiping ancestors is finally over. , I will be able to go back to the palace soon, and lie down on the long-lost quilt.

The journey was far away, Zhu Biao was just about to squint for a while, when he heard the sound of horses' hooves approaching outside the window. The visitor seemed to have been running for a long time, panting loudly, and the horse's hooves were also very tired.

Not what this team will have!

Could it be that something happened to Ying Tian?

Zhu Biao straightened up and sat up, and opened the curtain: "Where is the messenger from?"

Wei Zhongde, who was about to receive the letter outside, hurriedly asked, "Who sent this letter? Where are you from?"

Immediately, the dusty-faced man turned over, knelt on the ground and said tiredly: "Return to Your Highness, this subordinate came from the nearest post station. This letter has been specified to be delivered urgently. As for who delivered it, this subordinate does not know."

Zhu Biao frowned and said, "Lead him down to rest."

"Yes." Wei Zhongde motioned to the little eunuch on horseback to take him away, then got off his horse and put the letter into the car.

He opened the envelope three times and twice, and sure enough, the letter was written by Comrade Zhu, and the ink was dry, but it seemed that he could still smell the smoke of the battlefield.

Looking at these flamboyant words, Zhu Biao seemed to follow them back to the day when he was still in Hangzhou.

"His grandma's, my lord, this city is really hard to crack, if it continues like this, the year will pass here."

When Zhu Yuanzhang wrote the first word, Lan Yu walked in angrily, so there was an extra ink spot on the letter.

Chang Yuchun scolded: "There are no rules, kneel down."

Only then did Lan Yu realize it, and knelt down to salute Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Get up."

To be honest, Zhu Yuanzhang was also anxious because he could not win this battle for a long time, but he had to pretend that he was not in a hurry.

Hangzhou has long been an isolated city, and all the generals thought that Zhang Shicheng would not resist for a long time, but they did not expect that he was determined not to surrender, and insisted on relying on the few dead soldiers and food in the city to support the battle.

Those with bare feet are not afraid of those who wear shoes, and the eyes of those soldiers are red. Although they will win sooner or later, there is a lot of unnecessary consumption in the middle, which is really worrying.

"Brother-in-law." As soon as Lan Yu could get up, she slacked off, moved to Chang Yuchun's side, and whispered, "What is the lord doing?"

What he thought was whispering, actually nearly knocked out half of Chang Yuchun's ears.Firstly, this man's voice has always been loud, and secondly, Lanyu is directing the artillery attack at the edge of the city gate these days, so he is not affected by the sound of the artillery and can't speak loudly.

"What's your brother-in-law? There is no brother-in-law here!" Chang Yuchun stared at him and said, "Either call me sir, or get out."

"Okay, okay." Zhu Yuanzhang wrote a few more words, "Don't get bored here, both of you get out for us, don't bother us to write letters."

Lan Yu was overjoyed, pushed Chang Yuchun, and drove him out of the army tent.

Zhu Yuanzhang was left alone in the tent, his brows gradually relaxed, his expression became richer, and he muttered: "You son of a bitch, you have been gone for a few months, and you don't want to write to us, but you want us to write to him. Damn it, how can there be such a son, he is simply an old man."

"I don't know how to ask if we are in good health, how about reporting to Fengyang for us, but before leaving, I said that I don't need to write, hey, I really don't want to write!"

After writing half a page of caring greetings, thinking about what Ma Xiuying said to him a few months ago, Zhu Yuanzhang struggled again and again, and still added a sentence at the end of the letter.

——We sent Liao Yongzhong to pick up King Xiao Ming to let you know.

Then he put the letter into an envelope and handed it to the soldiers outside the account. The soldiers took the letter and passed it to the courier.

Liao Yongzhong is a general of the navy, what's the point of asking him to pick up King Xiao Ming?

Zhu Biao stared at the letter paper in silence for a long time, and finally called Wei Zhongde in.

"Master, what do you want to tell your servant?"

"I'm going out for a while. You hide the news of my absence. No one can tell, even the prince and concubine. Do you understand?"