Daming: I, Yang Xian, really govern Yang!

In Jiangnan, the time-honored textile factories closed down one after another.

The remaining ones who were still surviving simply cut off the cotton category, focusing on silk and taking the high-end route.

But in this way, it is tantamount to giving up an arm, and the scale will no longer be the same as before.

And even if this is the case, whether he can survive depends on whether Mingji is willing to reward him with this meal.

Once Ming Kee Textile Factory also enters silk textiles, they will have no retreat.

Bankruptcy is only a matter of time.

On the other hand, a major event also happened in the capital court during this period.

That was Liu Bowen, Zhongcheng of the Inspectorate, who submitted his resignation to Zhu Yuanzhang.

The Imperial Palace, inside the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Zhu Yuanzhang slammed Liu Bowen's resignation letter to the ground, looked ugly, and cursed: "He is not allowed to go anywhere. Even if he is sick, we will keep a close eye on him at the Inspectorate."

Zhu Biao stepped forward, bent down to pick up the resignation letter on the ground, put it on the table again, and said: "Father, according to the diagnosis of the imperial doctor, Uncle Chengyi's body is indeed not suitable to continue working now. And he is also When he reaches the age of being repatriated, we really have no reason to keep him by force."

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't know what Zhu Biao said. In fact, Liu Bowen had already mentioned to him his intention to resign and return to his family a few years ago. He stayed because the imperial court needed him.

But now that the Ming Dynasty is prosperous and the court is full of talents, this reason no longer holds water.

At that time, Liu Bowen was still a little worried about Yang Xian. You must know that among the many founding heroes such as Zhu Yuanzhang, Liu Bowen was the one who cherished his life the most. Almost when the world was first settled, he already had the idea of ​​​​retiring after his success.

It's a pity that in the original time and space, the person who cherished his life the most failed to save his life in the end.

Zhu Yuanzhang muttered: "Boss, you don't know that Master Liu is a dedicated person, dares to correct the situation, and doesn't deal with the Huaixi group."

"If he leaves, where can I go to find the second Master Liu?"

There was some sadness in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes. The four masters in eastern Zhejiang that he personally invited, Ye Chen from Lishui and Zhang Yi from Longquan, both passed away early. Now if Liu Bowen leaves again.

Then three of the four masters in eastern Zhejiang were eliminated, and only Song Lian was left.

By then, with only the aging Song Lian left, it becomes unknown whether the East Zhejiang Party can still check and balance the Huaixi Party.

Zhu Yuanzhang was very entangled in his heart, but finally agreed to Liu Bowen's resignation.

The next day, Zhu Yuanzhang directly called Liu Bowen into the palace.

The monarch and his ministers were chatting.

Zhu Yuanzhang asked who would be the most suitable to take over his position as Yu Shi Zhongcheng after Liu Bowen left.

Liu Bowen gave several answers.

After hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly but did not give a clear answer.

At the end of the conversation, it was finally time to say goodbye.

"Liu Bowen, listen to the order." Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at Liu Bowen and said.

Liu Bowen immediately stood up and knelt down to listen to the order.

"Immediately, Liu Bowen will be deprived of all his titles and salaries, and sent back to his hometown to farm and support himself. Life and death are left to God." Zhu Yuanzhang said solemnly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Liu Bowen kowtowed heavily towards Zhu Yuanzhang.

Liu Bowen's gratitude and kowtow this time was much more sincere than before, even when he was knighted, it was far less than it was.

Zhu Yuanzhang saw it in his eyes, but felt uncomfortable in his heart. It has been more than ten years since I arrived, but I still haven’t been able to get through to Liu Ji.

Looking at Liu Bowen's back as he walked out of the hall, Zhu Yuanzhang felt inexplicably sad.

"Boss." Zhu Biao responded.

"Father."

"I don't know what's going on. These days, I often think of the old man. Hua Yun, Geng Zaicheng, and Zhu Wenxun all followed me early, but they didn't even see the day I ascended the throne."

"I don't know how many old brothers will be around me when the flag of the Ming Dynasty is planted all over the world, or how many brothers will be around me?" Zhu Yuanzhang turned to look at Zhu Biao, reached out and patted the elder's shoulder, and said . "You and Master Liu have always been on good terms, go and see him off for the last time."

"Yes, Father."

Capital City, Chengyi Bofu.

In order to take care of his father, Liu Lian also resigned from his job at the Ministry of Industry and prepared to return to his hometown in Qingtian with Liu Bowen.

All the servants in the house were dismissed, leaving only Xiao Liuzi.

Liu Bowen asked Liu Lian and Liu Zi to pack their things. Except for their personal belongings, nothing in Uncle Chengcheng's house was allowed to be touched.

Early the next morning, the three of them took their luggage with them, but they did not go directly south, but took the rail train to Yangzhou.

Liu Bowen planned to take one last look at his most proud student before leaving.

After leaving the station, Liu Bowen and his party had just walked to Yangzhou City Gate when they suddenly heard voices coming from behind them.

"Old Uncle Liu! Old Uncle Liu!"

At first, Liu Bowen and the others ignored him. Apart from Yang Xian, they had no other acquaintances in Yangzhou.

If it were an official figure, it wouldn't be called this.

So Liu Bowen and the others just regarded it as someone else shouting.

But they walked forward for a while, and the shouting behind them hadn't stopped yet, and it was obviously directed at them.

Liu Bowen stopped and looked back, only to see a tall man walking over.

The man walked up to Liu Bowen, and then looked at Liu Zi beside him, with a simple and honest smile on his face: "Old man Liu, it is indeed you. I thought I recognized the wrong person just now, so far away."

"Who are you?" Liu Bowen had a puzzled look on his face.

"It's me, Liu Yong!" The man pointed at himself with his finger, and then said. "Don't you remember? We built an asphalt road together outside the city, and we also had potato stew together."

When Liu Yong said this, Liu Bowen finally remembered it.

At that time, it was the fool in front of him who dragged him, a second-rank official of the current dynasty, to work as a coolie on the construction site. Later, after returning to the capital, his body and bones were still so painful that he could not sleep for several nights.

Now all the memories came flooding back, including those sleepless nights.

Liu Bowen showed a smile on his face and said, "I remember you said at that time that you had a younger brother named Liu Min who worked in the city's building construction department."

"Yes, Uncle Liu, you have a really good memory."

"Looking at your clothes, it seems that you two brothers have been doing well these years." Liu Bowen said with a smile. You must know that brother Liu Yong fled to Yangzhou at that time, so it would be nice to have clothes on you. . Now he is dressed in cotton clothes and his posture is upright. He is completely different from before. It is no wonder that Liu Bowen did not recognize him at first glance.

Liu Yong reached out and touched his head, and said with a silly smile: "Master Yang said that hard work can make you rich. We workers in Yangzhou all believe this. As long as we are not lazy people, our lives have been quite good these years." (End of Chapter)