Da Ming started to ascend the throne

Chapter 768
"My son..."

Suddenly hearing his father asking about Zhang Min, Zhu Cihong almost spit out his wine, and hastily covered his mouth with his hands.

As the crown prince, Zhu Cihong knew very well the ancestral precepts that the crown princes and concubines were all strictly selected from the people.

However, Zhang Min's identity is the daughter of the Duke of England, Zhu Cihong knows this, and there is no way the two will have a result.

Although he felt very good about Zhang Min in his heart, he never dared to reveal it.

To be honest, Zhu Cihong did not have the courage to let a prince go against the precepts of his ancestors, especially in front of his majestic father.

What he is facing is the eternal sage who can turn his hand into clouds and his hands into rain!

Think about the history of China, which emperor can make China's territory cover North Korea, Japan, and the entire Southeast Asia.

The most important thing is that the family can make the people live a happy life and is deeply loved by the people.

His reputation has even become a god-man among the people. If anyone dares to publicly say that the emperor is not good, he will be torn to pieces by the people immediately.

Swallowing down a sip of wine with difficulty, Zhu Cihong hurriedly stood up and respectfully saluted his father:
"Reporting to my father, my son knows Zhang Min and had dinner together. I don't know why my father asked about it?"

Zhu Youjian calmly asked again:
"I heard that your relationship is very ambiguous, even to the point of discussing marriage, is it true?"

"thump……"

This time Zhu Cihong was so frightened that he knelt down in front of his father. Zhu Cihong had no doubts about his father's intelligence ability.

But this time he made a mistake, Zhu Youjian would not let Jin Yiwei investigate his private life, he just wanted to hear Zhu Cihong's real thoughts.

"Father, my son has never expressed anything to Zhang Min, just ordinary friends..."

Zhu Youjian nodded, and asked another question:
"If the emperor doesn't care about you, will you let Zhang Min be the princess?"

"I dare not violate the precepts of my ancestors, especially the rules set by my father."

Zhu Youjian is a huge mountain in front of Zhu Cihong, and Zhu Cihong feels that he will never dare to surpass it.

The meal ended in a conversation. Although Zhu Cihong did not dare to admit that he liked Zhang Min explicitly, Zhu Youjian could see what he was thinking.

After lunch, Zhu Cihong left:

"Father, if there is nothing else, my son will go back to train."

"Well, let's go! The Ministry of War is selecting [-] recruits for each of Zhang Fugui and the four of them to train together. In addition, you can't always think about fighting and killing. If you have time, you can go for a walk among the people and learn more about the lives of the people! You can go to the cabinet to see the memorial."

Zhu Youjian is equivalent to adding [-] new recruits to the Little Tigers, but they are required to train by themselves.

Visiting the people and going to the cabinet to read the memorials is equivalent to letting Zhu Cihong get in touch with some government affairs, which also adds some experience for him to succeed in the future.

Zhu Cilang was overjoyed when he heard the words, and hastily bowed to salute:

"Thank you father, my son obeys the order!"

After Zhu Cihong left, Zhu Youjian rested for two hours, got up and said to Ah Qing:
"Go get two sets of civilian clothes and go out with me."

"According to the purpose"

Ah Qing led the decree to withdraw from the Qianqing Palace.

In the capital in November, the weather is already very cold, there will be snowflakes from time to time, and thick ice has appeared on the road.

Three war horses stopped in front of the Daming Daily Office, and three girls wrapped in thick cotton clothes jumped off the horses and walked into the newspaper office.

The person in front was Zhang Min, the person in charge of Da Ming Daily, and the two girls behind were her assistants.

There are more than 100 workers in Daming Daily, and because of Zhang Min, less than half of them are girls.

Today Zhang Min brought two deputies with him, and just returned from an interview at the Fifth Army Commander's Mansion.

In order to strengthen patriotic education, the Ming army would accept interviews from Da Ming Daily every time they returned from a victorious battle.

Of course, this triumphant return from Japan is no exception, and the people must be informed of the situation as soon as possible to celebrate.

Several coal stoves in the room are burning anthracite, and iron cylinders are set on the coal stoves to prevent gas poisoning.

Because of the coal stove, the temperature in the room is much higher than the outside, and it hardly feels cold.

Don't think that November is not cold. November in the Little Ice Age was so cold that people doubted life.

Zhang Min's pretty face was flushed from the cold outside, she rubbed her jade hands and said to the two girls:
"Xiaoqian and Xiaocui, please sort out and copy this, and publish it to the public as soon as possible."

The two girls took the interview draft in Zhang Min's hands, and just as they turned around, they heard someone making noise outside the door.

They hurried to the door and looked. It turned out that a couple of grandparents wanted to come in to keep warm, but the guard blocked them.

Grandpa is about 70 to 20 years old. A girl about [-] years old is supporting the old man. Both of them are dressed in rags.

Da Ming Daily is a state-owned enterprise today, equivalent to Xinhua News Agency.Of course there will be guards on duty at the gate.

They saw that the grandpa and grandson were like beggars, so they would not let them in.

After seeing the situation clearly, the two little girls were satisfied with their curiosity and turned to leave.

"Xiaoqian, what's going on, what are you shouting outside?"

At this time Zhang Min heard the voice, raised his head and asked Xiaoqian who had just come in from the outside.

"My lord, there are two beggars outside. They probably wanted to come in to get warm but were stopped by the guards."

"Oh, it's very cold today..."

Zhang Min got up and walked towards the door, and sure enough, he found the guard and the two beggars arguing.

"Why don't you let us in? The Ming Daily is run by the imperial court, not by your own family. Ordinary people can go in..."

Even though the two men were dressed in tatters, the quarrel was so fierce that the guards were speechless for a while.

During this period of time in Da Ming Daily, Zhang Min had never seen any kind of person. Not only had he interviewed high-ranking officials in the court, but he had also interviewed poor people.

She is kind-hearted, and has never looked down on ordinary people, otherwise she would not have left the Duke's mansion to be an ordinary reporter.

Seeing the situation in front of him, Zhang Min walked over and said:

"It's cold outside, let them come in to keep warm!"

When the guard saw the adults talking, he immediately let go of the grandpa and grandson, and the two immediately entered the hall without even saying thank you to Zhang Min.

Zhang Min didn't care about their attitude at all, and even poured a cup of hot water for the grandfather and grandson.

"It's very cold outside today, why did you run out if you didn't stay at home to keep warm?"

The old man rolled his eyes:
"We are beggars, how can we have a home, let alone a place to keep warm, or let us live with you!"

"This……"

The old man's request made Zhang Min a little embarrassed, but she didn't immediately reject the old man.

"Nowadays there are very few beggars in Ming Dynasty, and even rarer in the capital. In the past, the imperial court arranged accommodation for refugees. Can you tell me what's going on with you?"

Seeing that Zhang Min didn't answer her question, the old man asked instead:
"What kind of official are you? After I tell you, can you decide for us?"

Zhang Min smiled awkwardly, before she could speak, a staff member next to her said sharply:
"My lord kindly let you come in to keep warm, why don't you understand the world at all..."

Zhang Min was not angry, she waved at the man, and the man immediately shut up and turned away.

"Old man, I am a ninth-rank official. Although the official position is not high, I know a high-ranking official. Maybe I can help you. Why don't you tell me?"

The old man sighed, and seemed to be a little worried, the girl beside him suddenly said:

"We used to have a house, but it was taken over by officials from the Ministry of Rites..."

　Thank you old friend for your reward!

　　Thanks to my old friend Death for the reward!
　　Thanks to all the readers who have supported the author along the way!

　　Thank you for sticking around!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)