Ming Dynasty: The ghost betrays the Confucian sage, my son Zhu Yuanzhang

Chapter 147 Lao Zhu: Queen, if we don’t have money, let’s cheat on you
Wu Yu sat elegantly on the chair, with her long snow-white legs folded over each other, her charming look was natural, and her half-smile showed endless charm.

She blinked slightly and said in a gentle tone: "It seems that Baihua is also in love. No wonder she hasn't returned to the grassland for so long and wants us to play together like this."

Bo'er Zhijin Baihua, this is Zhao Xuanzhen's real name. As the eldest princess of the Yuan Dynasty, she is the closest sister of Emperor Bo'er Zhijin Tuohuan Temüer.

"The eldest princess took the initiative to expose herself so that the envoy could enter Beijing and carry out our plan." Ao Gu said in a deep voice.

Wu Yu sighed softly: "The troops are marching in danger. This was exactly the Song Dynasty's strategy against us back then. Alas, things have changed, and today it is our turn to be in dire straits."

Ao Gu raised her head and glanced at Wu Yu, doubts flashing in her eyes.

Legend has it that Wu Yu was one of the Thirteen Wings of the first generation of Mengwu, and was called the Witch Queen. But it has been more than a hundred years, and she is still so beautiful and enchanting. Will she not age?
A man with sharp eyes like an eagle stood up and said, "Witch Queen, let me go and meet the Fourth Master Zhu first."

Wu Yu chuckled softly: "Zhe Farewell, it's okay for you to try, but be sure not to hurt our eldest princess."

The man smiled coldly. He was Zhebie, a master archer on the grassland. He once almost killed Ming Dynasty general Xu Da with one arrow. He is also one of the Thirteen Wings of Mengwu, and his archery skills are superb.

"I'd better go." A man with a dark and purple complexion stood up and said. His whole body exuded a strange aura, his skin was dark and purple, and there was a cold air.

"Poison King, please don't act rashly. Your poison is needed at the critical moment of this plan. You can't leak it in advance." Wu Yu waved his hand to signal him to retreat.

It turns out that this man is the Poison King among the Thirteen Wings of Mengwu, and he is good at using poison techniques.

"Then I'll go and punch him to death!" A majestic man snorted coldly, seeming to be dismissive of Fourth Master Zhu, "Is Old Biden worthy of our eldest princess?"

"Chi Laowen, please restrain yourself." Wu Yu's voice suddenly became sharp, "You all must remember that the purpose of coming to Ming Dynasty's capital this time is not trivial. Don't let the small lose the big."

"Yes!" The three men agreed in unison, bowing their heads respectfully.

Although the three of them are also members of the Thirteen Wings of Mengwu, Wu Yu is the only first-generation member of the Thirteen Wings. Except for the leader, no one dares to disobey her orders.

……

Below Xuanwu Lake, on the bank of the river.

The Daming Textile Factory was finally completed. Empress Ma came in person today, but Fourth Master Zhu did not come.

Huang Lu'e received Queen Ma, took her to visit, and explained to her the Lu'e spinning machine and water-powered loom.

She had never seen such a big scene before, and she was so nervous that she could hardly speak.

Queen Ma dismissed the entourage, leaving only Yu'er.

"Miss Lu'e, don't be nervous." Her voice was gentle, "Don't treat me like a queen, I'm just an ordinary person who spins and weaves."

"Yes, the empress still spins and weaves cloth by herself." Yu'er said with a smile.

They were all very friendly, and Huang Lvhe gradually became less nervous and took them on a tour of the factory.

Speaking of the green spinning machines and hydraulic looms, Huang Lucai talked endlessly. The more Empress Ma listened, the more shocked she became, especially after seeing those machines in operation, she was even more incredible.

"Miss Lu'e, you have done a great job." Empress Ma praised sincerely, "These inventions you have made will benefit the Ming Dynasty and even future generations."

"Empress, I don't dare to take credit. These are all drawings provided by the gang leader." Huang Lv'e said quickly, "I made them according to them."

"Lv'e, don't be so humble." Queen Ma held her hand affectionately.

They were chatting and walking forward.

Huang Lvhe said that the current textile factory can produce at least 6 million pieces of silk a year. According to the current price of silk is taels per piece, that is million taels.

Queen Ma was shocked. It was more than the Ming Dynasty's fiscal revenue in a year.

"However, this is only an ideal situation, because there is not so much silk, cotton, etc." Huang Lucai smiled, "Besides, we may not need so much silk and cotton."

Queen Ma frowned slightly.

If you want to increase silk, you need to increase mulberry households and change rice to mulberry, which will definitely not work.

However, it is feasible to vigorously promote cotton cultivation.

After returning home, be sure to discuss with Chongba to promote cotton cultivation throughout the Ming Dynasty.

"Empress, I grew up by the sea." Huang Lv'e pursed her lips and said, "Our silk is sold overseas for 9 taels of silver a piece."

"Ah? So much? Wouldn't it be possible to make a lot of money?" Yu'er's eyes lit up instantly.

"But we can't sell it because the imperial court has banned the sea." Huang Lv'e said.

Queen Ma was thoughtful.

As for the sea ban, the situation inside is complicated, and she certainly supports it.

But if the Daming Textile Factory could produce a large amount of silk, it would be a pity not to do this lucrative business. Perhaps, an official channel can be established to do overseas business.

……

dusk.

Queen Ma just returned to Kunning Palace.

She did not rest, but went to the kitchen to prepare meals. Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang was only used to eating what she cooked.

By the time she finished her work, it was already dark.

Zhu Yuanzhang came from the Wenhua Palace. He came to have a bite of food, and he would have to go back later to review the discounts.

The couple had dinner together under warm lights. There are no delicacies on the table, but ordinary dishes found in ordinary people's homes. They were just like any ordinary couple in the world, enjoying delicious food and sharing interesting moments of the day. However, Empress Ma was very excited today: "Chongba, I went to see the Daming Textile Factory today. It was beyond my expectation. Let me tell you, I am going to get rich."

Zhu Yuanzhang took a big mouthful of rice and said, "Have we told you? Those textile equipment are very powerful."

Empress Ma put down the bowls and chopsticks and began to settle the accounts with Zhu Yuanzhang.

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he almost spit out his rice: "What? Tens of millions taels a year? How much tax does our Ming Dynasty have?"

"Chongpachi, that's the ideal state."

Queen Ma raised her lips slightly, and a sly look flashed in her eyes, "The silk has to be sold overseas to be valuable."

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned, overseas?

He is not stubborn, on the contrary, he has read information about the peak trading period of the BC Yuan Dynasty. However, when the Ming Dynasty was first established, he always believed that restoring production was the most important thing.

"I'm not asking you to let go of the sea ban." Queen Ma smiled, "Have you seen the world map in Biao'er East Palace?"

"I've seen it! He said it was painted by Fourth Master." Zhu Yuanzhang nodded.

"The world is so big, and there is a lot to do overseas." Queen Ma said, "That's what I think. If the imperial court opens a window for overseas trade, it will be led by the Ming Trading Company."

"Is this... possible?" Zhu Yuanzhang hesitated.

"It will definitely work!" Queen Ma blinked, "The fourth master must be sure, I believe him."

Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the teacup and took a sip, his eyes flashing with light.

If our father is rich, then we are rich; if our daughter-in-law is rich, we are also rich. Aren’t we going to be short of money in the future?

"Then I'll do what you say." He got excited thinking about it, "Sister, if we don't have any money from now on, we'll go cheat on you."

Queen Ma glared at him: "How can a son ask his father for money?"

Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head. He was not ashamed but proud. His expression was very proud, as if he was saying, who allowed us to have such a rich father?

Queen Ma actually understood.

Zhong lost his parents when he was eight years old, and his longing for the love of his parents exceeds that of ordinary people.

……

The moonlight is bright.

The mountain behind the academy was shrouded in haze, and the breeze blew gently.

Everything was silent, except for the occasional sound of animal sounds.

Whoosh!
Like the wind, a figure quickly swept across the mountain stream and landed steadily in front of the attic on the top of the mountain. He has a strong figure, like a ghost, hiding among the dense leaves, silently.

A breeze blew by, and the attic window swayed gently, making a subtle creaking sound.

The man among the leaves squinted his eyes and looked inward through the window. However, the scene before him made him so angry that he almost broke the branch in his hand.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, revealing his murderous intent.

It was Zhebie, the sharp archer of Mengwu's Thirteenth Wing. He squinted through the window and saw two people sleeping together embracing each other. The man had silver hair and tight muscles. He guessed that he must be the old Fourth Master Bidenzhu.

The person in the arms of Fourth Master Zhu is none other than Zhao Xuanzhen, the eldest princess of Beiyuan. She is wearing a gauze and sexy dress, her skin is as delicate as jade, her black hair is scattered, and she is closely dependent on Fourth Master Zhu. She slept soundly, with her beautiful back exposed, looking particularly charming.

"I'll shoot you to death with one arrow!" Zhebie drew his bow and arrow and aimed it at the sleeping Fourth Master Zhu.

With his archery skills, if he shoots Master Zhu to death, he will not hurt Zhao Xuanzhen at all.

Just when he was about to shoot an arrow, suddenly, Fourth Master Zhu, who was lying on the bed, moved, and a six-foot-long knife passed by, and the brilliant light of the knife instantly dazzled Zhebei's eyes.

At this moment, he released the arrow in his hand without hesitation.

clang!
The arrow flew like a meteor and hit the long knife in Master Zhu's hand. Fourth Master Zhu was shaken back by this huge impact, his expression changed drastically, and he was amazed in his heart that there could be such an outstanding archer in the world.

Just as he stabilized his body, the sound of piercing the air sounded again, and the second arrow whizzed in.

"Your uncle's!"

Fourth Master Zhu roared angrily, and slashed out with his long sword. A terrifying sword energy swept out, directly cutting off the arrow. Before the sword energy was exhausted, it continued to fly through the air fiercely.

boom!
The tree outside was instantly penetrated by the impact of the sword, and the sound of breaking resounded through the night sky.

Zhebie was so shocked that he rolled and fell to the ground. However, just as he was about to stand up, the violent sword energy enveloped him.

Whoosh!
At this critical moment, he raised his hand and shot the arrow without hesitation.

clang!
However, the arrow was chopped off by the sword energy again, the sword light fell down, the ground cracked instantly, and smoke and dust flew everywhere. But in the smoke and dust, Zhebie's figure had disappeared without a trace.

Fourth Master Zhu held a long knife in his hand, dropped it to the ground, and looked around: "Damn, he ran pretty fast!"

Zhao Xuanzhen came out wearing a tulle dress, stood upstairs and asked: "Fourth Master, are you okay?"

Fourth Master Zhu flew upstairs, pulled her into his arms, and smiled: "Is she one of yours? This is going to kill me."

　Ticket, ah vote, where are you...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)