Daming: At the beginning, recognize Zhu Yuanzhang as grandfather!

Chapter 143 Good thing!

Winter is here, and the weather is getting colder and colder.

The outside of Yingtian City is already covered with snow, and the world is covered with silver, which is really beautiful, but under this beautiful scenery, there are people who are suffering from severe cold.

It was rare that the warm sun was shining brightly, and the common people walked out of the room one after another to enjoy the warm winter sun.

Ying Tianfu became lively again.

The bright sunshine sprinkled the world, bringing vitality and heat to the bleak winter day.

The streets of the capital are already crowded with people.

The doors are open for business, the elderly take their children out to bask in the sun and play, and the migrant workers also take to the streets to find work.

Even the yelling in Goulan Courtyard became louder.

A vivid picture of the world is displayed in front of Zhu Xiongying.

Zhu Zhongying accompanied the old man out of the palace today.

This time I went out of the palace not to relax, but because the anthracite led by the imperial court will be sold to the common people starting today.

Before the sale started, the household department still did a lot of work.

For example, clarify the use of anthracite, conduct experiments in public places, let some people try it out at home, and so on.

After this series of measures, anthracite coal has formed a good reputation among the people, especially after knowing that a catty of anthracite coal costs only three yuan, all the people are looking forward to it.

Because it means that they can get better heating materials than charcoal at a low cost.

Therefore, a notice was posted in the imperial court, announcing that anthracite coal would be sold from today, and countless people rushed to the streets, wanting to buy anthracite coal to resist the cold winter.

According to the official notice, each family can only buy ten catties for the time being.

But these ten catties are enough to keep their family alive for ten days and a half months without suffering from the severe cold, especially those with elderly and children at home, the need is even more urgent.

So at this time, Chang'an Avenue can no longer be described as lively, it is simply full of voices and crowds.

people!
people!
people!
It was full of people, all in black, wearing all kinds of clothes, some in brocade clothes, some in coarse linen, some scholars in long gowns, and some short brown servants.

Among these people, there were government soldiers in uniform.

Under the leadership of the general soldier, let the crowded people line up in a long queue. At the beginning of the queue, there are several shops that are about to open.

These shops, in fact, are the warehouses of the household department, which were converted into temporary shops for the sale of anthracite by the household department.

Just like selling Der Spiegel at the beginning.

The old man and Zhu Xiongying were still sitting in the private room on the second floor of the teahouse by the side of the road, but unlike last time, this time they were surrounded by several ministers from the court and China, and Jin Yiwei was guarding the door.

Everyone in the private room must look at the bustling crowd on the street with interest.

I saw that the people on Chang'an Street were getting a little impatient, and some of them were bold and shouted one after another.

But at this moment, only the bang of a gong was heard.

The originally noisy scene fell silent in an instant, and everyone was looking eagerly at the door panel that was being quickly dismantled in front of the shop.

At this time, a fourth-rank official from the household department walked up the steps in front of the shop and shouted loudly:

"Daming official coal, start selling!"

After shouting, the hall official of the household department tactfully got out of the way, and didn't say any more official words.

Because he knew that the old emperor and the emperor's grandson were watching, and it was not his turn to say anything official.

All of a sudden, the crowd became lively again, but under the protection of the government soldiers, a large number of people did not become chaotic.

The one at the front is an old man in worn-out cotton clothes.

The old man tremblingly held three copper coins and handed them over, "Master, I want ten catties!"

The household official in charge of the sales handed over a prepared sack of anthracite, and the old man took it in his hand, feeling heavy instantly.

Carrying a bag of anthracite, the old man smiled so that his eyebrows and wrinkles were tangled together.

It only cost three dollars to exchange this sack of anthracite. The grandchildren and wife at home don't have to endure the biting cold. How could he not be happy?

Seeing the people in front taking away a bag of anthracite one by one, the people in the back row became a little restless, because they were afraid that there would be no anthracite when it was their turn.

The hall official of the household department hurried out to maintain order, and shouted: "Don't worry, don't worry, there are many more, take care!"

Looking at the smiling people who received the anthracite, as well as the busy and sweaty officials, Zhu Xiongying felt proud.

He finally did something that really benefited the people of this era.

It can be said that Ming Dynasty was very unfortunate to encounter the Little Ice Age in history. In fact, the impact of the Little Ice Age was very huge.

From the great court to the common people, they all suffer from it.

And Zhu Xiongying took out anthracite at this time, which can be said to be beneficial to the country and the people.

For ordinary people, it directly benefits them.

And the old man was still the same as last time, holding a large bowl of tea, smiling and watching the lively scene on the street: "That's great, the people of Ming Dynasty don't have to suffer from the cold in the future!"

At this time, the courtiers beside him cupped their hands in congratulations: "I wait to congratulate Your Majesty!"

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed loudly and said: "This time it is thanks to our grandson, congratulate us on what we do, if you want to congratulate our grandson!"

After all, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Xiongying proudly.

"Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty the Grandson!" All the ministers once again cupped their hands in congratulations.

There was no smug expression on Zhu Xiongying's face, but he said humbly: "It's just that I got this anthracite by accident. This time, I was able to successfully promote anthracite because of the support of the emperor and the cooperation of all the ministers and workers. !"

"The promotion of anthracite is just the beginning. There are still many people in the country who have not been able to buy anthracite. This still requires you to find a way to survey coal mines in various parts of the country, then organize mining, and then sell them to the whole country. Everywhere, let the people of the whole country not suffer from the cold!"

"Your servant, please obey!" All the ministers bowed their hands again.

At this time, Zhan Hui, the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, glanced at Zhu Xiongying, and then said to Zhu Yuanzhang: "I congratulate Your Majesty again!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was taken aback: "What are you congratulating?"

Zhan Hui immediately said loudly: "I congratulate Your Majesty, Congratulations to Daming, for having a sage grandson of the emperor! It is indeed the blessing of the Ming Dynasty and the blessings of the common people to have such a grandson of the emperor!"

"Ha ha--"

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed out loud. As the saying goes, flattery is not flattering. What's more, Zhan Huihe was flattering the emperor's grandson.

The old man actually doesn't like to flatter, but he is very happy to flatter his grandson, and Zhan Hui is also an old man of the prince, and he is firmly on Zhu Xiongying's side. Therefore, he supports Zhu Xiongying's remarks. There is no reason not to accept it.

"Good! Congratulations!"

The old man was so happy that his wrinkles stretched out: "Our grandson's feat this time is enough to be recorded in the history books! People in future generations will think of our grandson as long as they warm up, haha!"

The daily life note on the side didn't understand what the old man meant, so he hurriedly wrote down the scene in front of him.

But Zhu Shuying said seriously: "Actually, my grandson does all this, and I don't care what the history books say. It doesn't matter if you don't leave your name. The important thing is that the common people can get real benefits!"

(End of this chapter)