Daming prepares the emperor

All kinds of people saluted Zhu Yuanzhang one after another.

Zhu Xi took the opportunity to run to Li Shi's side, looking like he was saved, Li Shi glared at him, and secretly said that he hated iron but not steel.

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang was not in the mood to pay attention to Zhu Xi, so he strode over to hug Li Zhenlai, put his arm around his shoulder, and said, "Brother-in-law."

Li Zhen was also happy, happy to see Zhu Yuanzhang so promising, thinking of the skinny child who was always hungry when he couldn't get enough to eat when he was a child, and looking at the table full of Bazhen jade food today, he was even more gratified.

Getting to this point is nothing short of a miracle.

Several plates of hot dumplings were placed by the maid on the last vacant seat on the table.

Zhu Yuanzhang put Zhu Biao on the seat next to him, picked up the chopsticks, and said with a smile: "Eat, eat, dumplings are supposed to be eaten at night, but we have something to do at night, so I asked them to make them at noon. Eat more. There is enough meat in this dumpling!"

Ma Xiuying nodded to all the women present.

The two of them moved, and everyone started to eat.Comrade Zhu himself was very good at eating. Ma Xiuying specially baked sesame seed cakes for him, and within a short while he ate five or six of them rolled with various kinds of meat.Zhu Wenzheng and Li Wenzhong practice martial arts and eat a lot.Zhu Biao and Zhu Xi, commonly known as half-sized children eating poor fathers, also devoured a lot of food.

Perhaps it is because of the aura in this world that people eat more while their bodies are healthier.Fortunately, there are other dishes being cooked in the kitchen, and they are delivered continuously.

The warm wine was poured out, and everyone began to change glasses.Zhu Xi found Zhu Biao, dragged him to another table where melons, fruits and peanuts were placed, and stuffed him with a lot of malt candy and Jiangmi candy. Looking again, he was already holding chestnuts and hazelnuts in his hands.

Zhu Biao didn't resist, and let him pull him over, and even picked up a few more candies to eat.Anyway, he was fine sitting there by himself, others treated him like a child, and had nothing to say, and the news was just his father chatting about family affairs, and he couldn't hear anything particularly helpful, so he simply came to accompany Zhu樉 is also good.

Zhu Xi ate the candy with his head tilted, his hand was covered with shredded candy, which was so sticky that he still refused to put it down.

Zhu Biao was peeling chestnuts and hazelnuts for him.

There are New Year pictures on the wall, which were pasted during the Spring Festival, but now it looks more festive than it was then.In the New Year picture, there are two fat dolls with arms like white lotus root festivals, braids on their heads, red bellybands, gold rings and silver bells on their ankles, leaning on each other and hugging two big red fish, with a happy face smile.

Zhu Xi twittered like a hen, wanting to share the eggs he just laid with Zhu Biao.Talking about the little friends he met outside, Zhu Biao knew what kind of mud most of the generals' children liked to play with and what kind of underwear they wore in just a short while.

Suddenly a maid came over with a pot of tea and poured them two cups of scented tea.

Zhu Biao looked up and saw Ma Xiuying smiling softly at him.The tea was obviously ordered by her, fearing that the two children would get angry.

Zhu Biao smiled back, and was about to look away when a light golden light flashed in his eyes, and then his eyes locked on the New Year pictures on the wall.

The two dolls changed their posture, from holding the fish to carrying the fish, turned their heads, pointed their fat fingers at the chicken, duck and fish on the table, and waved their hands with a smile.

Yingtian is a rare and peaceful place now, and today's luck is strong, and it is not a problem for such gratifying things to come alive temporarily, it is both interesting and good luck.

Zhu Biao took a look and didn't care anymore.

When it was about five or six o'clock in the afternoon, the sky became a little dark, and the blackness gathered together.The guests went back as early as three or four o'clock, and the aunts also took their children back after a while—naturally they also took Zhu Xi away.The dinner plates and tables were cleared away and cleaned, and Ma Xiuying saw that the layout was finished, and went back to her yard.

Zhu Biao was thinking that today is New Year's Eve, and the bowl that was constantly absorbing the luck of humanity in the study might change a little bit. He wanted to take a look, and walked over with Liu Chubai who was able to let the wind go after the banquet. .

As usual, there were a few guards guarding outside the study, and when they saw that it was Zhu Biao who was coming, he turned his body sideways and let the door pass without him saying anything.

Usually only the two of them would come to Zhu Yuanzhang's study room. In addition, there might be some civil servants who were highly valued by Comrade Zhu, such as Song Lian or Li Shanchang. It would be useless for others to come in.

Zhu Biao asked Liu Chubai to sit down and wait outside, opened the door and went in, lit the lamp, and looked up at the bowl on the top.

The porcelain bowl is placed on the top of the cabinet, and there is a separate compartment, which reflects the crystal light under the candlelight, as if it is breathing and exhaling white mist.

A figure quietly approached Zhu Biao.

A black shadow covered one floor, blocking the light behind the man and extending the shadow all the way to the door.

Zhu Biao didn't seem to notice anything, he was still studying the unmoving white bowl.

But the figure got closer and closer, and his hand stretched out, and gently put it on Zhu Biao's shoulder.

Then, he lifted Zhu Biao up.

"Father." Zhu Biao called helplessly.

Zhu Yuanzhang supported Zhu Biao's ribs with both hands, almost lifting him to the ceiling, and said with a smile, "Biaoer, what are you looking at?"

"Look at that bowl."

"What is there to see in this broken bowl?"

"Today is New Year's Eve, the day of changing the old and replacing the old with the new. The fresh air is rising, the luck of humanity is rising, and the youth is full. I think this bowl may change a little bit."

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at the white bowl indifferently, changed Zhu Biao from holding it high to hugging it, and said, "Biaoer, go out to play with Dad."

"Where are you going?" Zhu Biao asked suspiciously, "Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and the holidays are going on outside, where are you going, Dad?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was happy: "Who told you that it's a holiday?"

"Isn't it?" Zhu Biao even forgot to struggle, "Father, today I have to eat dumplings at home to watch the New Year, who wants to go outside."

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Just say whether you want to go out with us."

Zhu Biao thought for about two seconds, and said decisively, "Of course."

After a while, Zhu Yuanzhang took Zhu Biao out the door, just the two of them, no one else or another dog.

Old Comrade Zhu picked a way, and led Zhu Biao through the side door like a thief. Both of them changed into ordinary clothes, so they didn't look too poor, nor too rich, and they were very careful when they slipped out. Zhu Yuanzhang knew the reason for the layout of the commander's mansion, so no one discovered it.

After leaving the handsome mansion, Zhu Biao realized that he was wrong.He thought that the Shuai's mansion was already lively enough, but he didn't expect that the excitement outside was several times that inside.

Leaving the area under martial law near Shuai's Mansion, he came to the bank of Qinhuai River, where he could see people everywhere.

In this miraculous dynasty, clothing, food, and productivity were all different from Zhu Biao’s cognition. The cotton textile industry was already very mature. There are also many colors, all of which are close to the magnificent oriental colors in fantasy.

Water red, peony red, crimson, pomegranate red...all the reds you can think of are on silk, made into long strips, shining large pieces of soft bright colors, hanging between pavilions and pavilions, on the long street The red corridors formed on both sides can be described as golden and green in mid-air.

There are red and yellow lanterns hanging everywhere on the top of the head, some are round and some are long, hanging everywhere, some are wrapped with red silk strips, some are wrapped with white silk curtains, dancing when the wind blows, quite soft.

There are dense crowds of people under these things, those who carry burdens, those who push carts, those who walk alone, and those who call for friends. The children are put on the shoulders to prevent them from getting lost, and also provide a better view for them to enjoy the scenery.

This place is facing the water, and there are bridges everywhere, some are longer, some are shorter, and there are people walking on them, if it is free, people will surround the outside, that is, there are dancers dancing inside.

The dancers were dancing on the bridge, with bells on their hands and feet, and their every move was accompanied by crisp sounds. When they spun, the skirts spread out, and the braids with many cloth strips scattered around. Come on, with the sound of musical instruments, like a beautiful peacock singing and dancing.

Zhu Biao took the time to look up in this sea of ​​colors and people. On the three or four storey pavilions, there were places near windows and balconies. There were also many people standing, mostly girls and women, holding Handkerchief, looking down with a smile.

Stalls selling candied gourds, cakes, and wonton dumplings are scattered in the streets and alleys, and there are also fireworks sticks, so many people are walking with sparks in their hands.

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly looked down at Zhu Biao.

Zhu Biao followed his previous gaze and found a father with a child at a glance.

He immediately widened his eyes, and before he could say the words of rejection, Zhu Yuanzhang also put him on his shoulders.

"...Father. Actually, I can see everything." Zhu Biao was dying, "Have you forgotten my eyes? I can really see."

But Zhu Yuanzhang said: "It's late, you have already come up."

"I can go by myself!"

"Grab it."

The two merged into the crowd, like tens of thousands of ordinary fathers and sons, shuttling between stalls and stalls, cloth and cloth, lamps and lamps, food and food.

It only took a short while, and there were a bunch of fireworks sticks in their hands, as well as sweets such as candied haws.

Zhu Biao could only raise his hand to lift these things up, for fear that they would stick to Zhu Yuanzhang's hair.

When he walked to a teahouse, Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to want to go in and sit down, so he put Zhu Biao down, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

After taking the money, the waiter naturally found a good place for them to sit by the window.

"Eat." Comrade Zhu pushed a plate of melon seeds over.

"We originally wanted to bring your mother and you out, but she was tired after a day's work, and she had seen these things before. It's meaningless for you to be locked up in the mansion all the time. We thought we should take you out to have a look."

"Our son can't be like those sons who have never seen the world."

Of course, Brother Gongzi has seen the world, but that world is different from what Zhu Yuanzhang said.He wanted Zhu Biao to see the real peace and prosperity and the real suffering of the people.

He always thinks that the difference between himself and other people in power is that he can truly understand what the people want.This is an advantage, which he also wants to pass on to Zhu Biao.

Zhu Biao had never seen such a scene before, and he always thought that there would be no one outside during the Chinese New Year, but it turned out that the Lantern Festival and the Spring Festival were combined here.

"Didn't you just tell us that you are popular for the new year?" Zhu Yuanzhang took a sip of his wine and continued, "New year and new atmosphere, in order to reduce the occurrence of evil spirits in the next year, so we will come out to celebrate the new year tonight, and it is convenient to gather energy and make money. Shou Sui."

Zhu Biao nodded and asked, "How about the Shangyuan Festival?"

"During the Shangyuan period, there were more lights."

Probably a billion points.

"Xiao Er! Serve a pot of wine." Zhu Yuanzhang called someone over and asked Zhu Biao, "What do you eat?"

"I'll forget it—"

Just as Zhu Biao was about to refuse, he suddenly felt something running over his feet. When he looked down, he happened to see a mouse hole punched on the floor, and there was even a tail that hadn't been retracted outside the hole.

At this time, suddenly a group of people beating gongs, drums and suona passed by downstairs, covering their voices and making Zhu Biao straighten his bent body.

As if someone would subconsciously turn his head when he called his name, he immediately turned his head when he heard the sudden sound.

Clumps of fireworks rose from the ground and burst into the night sky, dense layers of sparks and glow covering the entire sky.

When the fireworks fell, Zhu Biao's attention was taken away by the dazzling gold on the bridge.This is a stone bridge, surrounded by many people, men, women and children, all looking forward to it, staring at the only person on the bridge.

He was wearing a wet sheepskin jacket, a bamboo hat on his head, and gloves on his hands. He was holding a wooden spoon with black hair, and a pot of hot molten iron was placed beside him.

After tidying up, the man suddenly stretched out his hand in a thunderous manner, scooped out a ladle of molten iron, and threw it into the air quickly. In an instant, it was like burning gold, shining brightly, and countless shining flying stars were splashed from high places around. A circle of people's eyes is full of gold, dizzying.

Hit tree flowers.

Zhu Biao has seen such performances in his previous life, most of which were pouring molten iron on the edge of the ancient city wall, but I have never heard of the one by the river. The place here is small, and the molten iron is naturally less, and the trees and flowers are smaller, but they are still eye-catching. .

Dongfeng puts flowers and thousands of trees at night.More blowing down, the stars are like rain. ①

Zhu Biao withdrew his gaze, as if he was still replaying the beautiful scenery just now in his mind, but he didn't forget the mouse he saw at that glance, and his mood gradually became heavy, wondering if there might be any problems in it.

It's really a wave of ups and downs, and a wave of another wave. Could it be that the accomplices of ghosts and snake spirits have come to take revenge?

Did they call in rats to do the detective work?

Or maybe it's really just a normal mouse...

He picked up the hot tea in front of him.

"Cough, cough, cough... Dad?"

"A man should drink. Biao'er, you are old enough to drink."

After Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, he laughed and gnawed a red fruit from the candied haws he was holding in his left hand.

He said that Zhu Biao should drink when he was old, but he started to eat sweet things.However, Zhu Biao has nothing to do about it.

A new cluster of fireworks lit up outside the window.

Zhu Yuanzhang had a whim, and he didn't want to sit here to enjoy the scenery anymore. He went out one after another and said, "Come on, let's go downstairs and go rowing a boat. Then I will buy a revolving lantern for your mother to take back."

While speaking, he had already got up and removed the bench, and stepped on the stairs with his hands behind his back.

There are many tributaries of the Qinhuai River, and Zhu Biao didn't know where he was at this time. He just looked at the many painted boats in the river downstairs.

This man is romantic and quite thoughtful.

Zhu Biao suspects that the so-called long-term knowledge is all fake, and buying a lamp for his wife is the truth.From a practical point of view, no lamp is as useful and bright as his.The only good thing about the outside lights is that they look better.

And only those sold outside.

Reluctantly following downstairs, Zhu Biao caught a glimpse of a mouse active under the table from the corner of his eye.

This mouse has only been able to do it for a few months, and it doesn't even have any thoughts at all. It moves only by instinct. Even if Zhu Biao moves his hands, it will be useless.

Left and right may be because I think too much, mice are everywhere.