Ming Dynasty: A hundred-year-old immortal cultivator, Zhu Yuanzhang’s biological father

Zhu Yuanzhang was speechless, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he glared at Zhu Xiongying fiercely.

Zhu Xiongying looked at the cute old man and couldn't help but smile. Then he said with a straight face: "I made one for you a long time ago. It's in the East Palace. I'll give it to you when I get back."

Zhu Yuanzhang's expression changed instantly, and he said with a smile: "That's good enough, you are thoughtful."

Zhu Xiongying smiled and said to Tang He: "Old Duke, when you return to Fengyang Prefecture, drink less alcohol. Just drink a little every day. Drinking too much of this stuff will harm your body."

"Get up early in the morning and exercise. Walk around your home and take a hundred steps after dinner. You will live to be ninety-nine."

Feeling Zhu Xiongying's deep concern, Tang He felt warm in his heart and said, "You kid, you talk in a set way. OK, I'll listen to you."

Zhu Yuanzhang also followed and said, "We met a young imperial physician from the palace. Let him follow you to Fengyang Prefecture."

Tang He was deeply moved and said, "Thank you for your great grace!"

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and said: "Don't be polite. Our eldest grandson is right. If you are not used to living there, just come back to Tian."

Tang He nodded, "Okay!"

Parting is always sad.

Tang He was Zhu Yuanzhang's guide. It was because of a letter from Tang He that the old man completely started his colorful life.

Zhu Yuanzhang had many feelings for Tang He. Now he could clearly feel that Tang He's life was slowly slipping away. The old man felt very upset, as if he saw his own future.

After returning from Tang He's place, it started to drizzle again.

After arriving at the Eastern Palace, Zhu Yuanzhang asked Zhu Yunhuan to return to the Qingxi Palace first.

Zhu Yunhuan nodded and left.

Zhu Xiongying followed Zhu Yuanzhang, with his hands behind his back, from the East Palace to the Jinshen Hall of the Imperial Palace.

Zhu Xiongying knew that the old man had something to tell him, so he followed him silently, walking slowly on the rain path of the palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang was in a bad mood. He glanced at Zhu Xiongying and sighed, "Grandson, look at Tang He, how long can he live?"

these years,

The people close to him left the old man one after another.

Zhu Xiongying suddenly felt that Zhu Yuanzhang was so lonely.

Even though he is a king, there are times when he has to bow to fate.

Zhu Xiongying tried hard to force a smile: "Grandpa Emperor, I think the old Duke can live for a long time, you don't have to worry."

Zhu Yuanzhang put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Don't fool me, tell the truth."

Zhu Xiongying paused for a moment and glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang. Then he whispered, "I'm afraid... I may not survive this year."

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed weakly, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

"That's why I wanted to let you govern the country earlier. Without your father around, I'm afraid you'll end up like Tang He."

Zhu Xiongying had no way of answering and could only silently accompany the old man towards the Daoshen Hall.

When people get old, especially Tang He who is nearly seventy years old, life and death are really just a matter of time.

He silently glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang's profile. He also knew that this old man had only some time to live at most.

A few years, a dozen years.

The time seemed very long, but to Zhu Xiongying, it felt so short.

There is not much time left to accompany the old man. Zhu Xiongying cherishes this hard-earned time and hopes to always be with this stubborn old man and continue to be happy.

After arriving at the Jinshen Hall, Zhu Yuanzhang walked to the dragon chair and sat down, then said unhappily to his attendants: "You are blind, go and get a chair for our grandson."

The eunuchs on both sides responded quickly and moved the chairs to the hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment, then silently stood up and walked to the eunuch, kicked him over, and seemed to be still angry. He took the teacup on the desk and smashed it on the eunuch's head!
In an instant, blood flowed out!
The eunuch didn't even know what was going on and could only crawl on the ground and kowtow and beg for mercy.

Zhu Xiongying didn't know where the old man's nameless anger came from. Finally, he thought that maybe it was because of Tang He. The old man was in a bad mood today and could only vent his anger in this way!
There is no doubt that Zhu Yuanzhang was tyrannical. The old man also disliked eunuchs and would often punish or kill them.

Although he was a kind old man in front of Zhu Xiongying, there was no one in the palace who was not afraid of Zhu Yuanzhang.

Because if you are not careful, the emperor will vent his anger on you.

Zhu Yuanzhang cursed: "Have you learned your lesson now?"

He pointed at Zhu Xiongying and said sternly, "You bastard, when the second brother comes, you should move the chair next to us."

"Our eldest grandson is here, and you put him in the guest seat. You are treating him as a minister, right?"

Zhu Xiongying was stunned.

Only then did I realize why the old man suddenly got so angry.

It turned out that the old man thought that these eunuchs were bullying and ignoring him.

So he got angry!
The more the old man thought about it, the angrier he became, and this is what happened.

After Zhu Xiongying figured it out, he began to comfort him, "Forget it, Grandpa Huang. I don't feel any discomfort."

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted, "You are generous, but I am not! Let's fight these idiots who are always more clever than the other in finding out about the affairs of the palace. Now that our grandson has returned to the palace, they are pretending to be deaf and blind."

Zhu Xiongying didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The old man hated evil and although these were small matters, he still felt that they didn't value Zhu Xiongying.

The two eunuchs nodded hurriedly.

He quickly stood up and moved the chair next to the dragon throne.

Then he carefully wiped the blood from the Jinshen Hall.

Zhu Xiongying felt a little emotional in his heart. Being a eunuch beside the emperor in the early Ming Dynasty was really a dangerous job. It was nowhere near the imperial palaces of later generations, where eunuchs had enormous power.

After this little episode, Zhu Yuanzhang sat back on the throne.

Zhu Xiongying also sat next to the old man.

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at Zhu Xiongying and said, "These days, we have allowed you to adapt to the new environment and new life, but time waits for no one, especially after seeing Tang He's condition today."

"Grandson, you still have to pick it up as soon as possible. We are old, and we don't know when..."

"Okay, stop saying bad things."

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and said, "These memorials were sent from Huguang, Henan, and Huizhou Prefecture in Zhili. The flood on the west bank of the Zhunhe River is getting worse and worse, and the water level of the Yellow River is also rising."

"This has led to a sharp increase in the disaster situation in Shandong, Henan and Shaanxi provinces. These memorials were sent from Shandong and Shaanxi."

"Look, how should I criticize it?"

Zhu Xiongying took a look and made a plan in mind.

However, although Zhu Xiongying had approved many memorials in the past, they were all approved at designated locations. Now he had to coordinate the overall situation of more than a dozen provincial governments in the Ming Dynasty and consider the country's political affairs as a whole. This was a new test for Zhu Xiongying.

It is very difficult to allocate supplies to provide relief to the affected provincial governments in Ming Dynasty with limited finances.

Zhu Xiongying was a little hesitant. To be honest, facing the disasters in so many places all of a sudden, Zhu Xiongying felt a little powerless.

I just stood there in a daze, not knowing where to begin.

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "Don't worry. This is the first time we have seen such a situation in the Ming Dynasty. We are at a loss and have no experience."

"It doesn't matter, I'll learn it slowly."

Zhu Xiongying nodded, and listened seriously to the imperial wisdom of Zhu Yuanzhang!
Zhu Yuanzhang felt relieved when he saw Zhu Xiongying's serious look. He was not afraid of teaching the younger generation of emperors how to govern. What he was afraid of was that his younger generation would not be able to handle things.

In any case, facing such a disastrous situation, this kid did not panic at all, which was enough to make Zhu Yuanzhang happy.

"No matter what problems you encounter, you can't be impatient. Governing the country can't be done overnight. If we mess up, other places will become even more chaotic."

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Shandong, which is located in the Yellow River Basin, can be given the power of the Shandong Provincial Administration to supply materials, and the supply will be doubled in the second half of the year."

"At the same time, the Shandong Command needs to send troops to defend and transfer sandbags from Suzhou, Ningxia and other places to Shandong and Shanxi. Stabilize the northwest first."

"We can't just let the cows work, we have to feed them grass. The court needs to issue an order that all officials, clerks, and soldiers who have made contributions to disaster prevention will be rewarded."

"It's not enough to just have grace. Grace and authority have always been a means of balancing power for those in power. At the same time, it means that any official, clerk, or soldier who withholds supplies, deceives the people, or fails to provide disaster relief will be investigated and executed directly."

"We need to instill in the people the concept of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, and make them realize from the bottom of their hearts that we Han people are one family, and we need to mobilize all the people to prepare for disasters."

Zhu Xiong speaks English quickly, but his logic is clear and organized. Faced with such a great crisis, the old man has gone through countless tests and is now more adept at handling it.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Xiongying and said with a smile: "Do you think there is anything else you need to add?"

Zhu Xiongying was stunned.

Looking at the old man's eyes, I suddenly felt that he was testing me.

He lowered his head slightly.

He stared at it, and suddenly something flashed in his mind, and he said, "Yes!"

Zhu Yuanzhang asked curiously, "Oh? Tell me about it."

Zhu Xiongying said, "The flood in the northwest is serious. Unlike the inland, the area borders the northern border. We must also consider the Nine Frontiers border to prevent the northern border barbarians from taking this opportunity to sneak attack the Ming border and create unrest in the border."

The old man's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly: "That's right."

"Internal and external troubles never exist alone. Our Ming Dynasty has a weak foundation, while the Central Plains is vast and rich in resources. Many people are eyeing the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty's inland areas."

"The reason why we mentioned the northwest first and not the inland Central Plains is that we need to provide disaster relief while strictly guarding against the Hu people on the border. This is what we need to pay serious attention to."

"The people of the Ming Dynasty are easy to govern, but the barbarians in the northern border are not so obedient. With such a good opportunity, they will definitely take advantage of it."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and said, "Great grandson, that's good. It's really good! You've touched my heart."

The old man laughed out loud.

Zhu Xiongying secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that I passed the test just now.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up with his hands behind his back.

There was a look of determination on his face.

"Our nation has been through pain, generation after generation."

"For thousands of years, the Han men have faced crises one after another, and have resolved them time and again."

"The Hu people riding fast horses and holding curved swords laugh at us Han people who are only good at farming. We think they are fools who only know how to ride curved horses and shoot eagles!"

"How can they understand the wisdom of us Han people?"

"Only our own comrades can govern the inland areas of the Central Plains."

"No one but us!"

Zhu Xiongying was solemn and gave Zhu Yuanzhang the highest respect!
The old man's love for the Han family really comes from the bottom of his heart.

The old man looked back at Zhu Xiongying and said, "Grandson, there is one more thing we need you to do."

Zhu Xiongying nodded, "Grandpa, you go ahead."

Zhu Yuanzhang was silent for a moment, then said, "Let's go to the Ministry of Justice. There are more things to be revealed to the magistrates of Jiaxing and Haiyan!"

"in addition……"

……

When I walked out of the palace, the sky was gloomy and raindrops were gradually falling.

"Grandson, hold the umbrella."

At some point, Zhu Yuanzhang came out holding an umbrella.

Zhu Xiongying smiled and said to the old man, "You should also take care of your health. Please take your time in reviewing memorials. Governing a big country is like cooking a small fish. If you stir it, the fish will break into pieces."

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I didn't think much of Liu Sanwu's commentary on the Tao Te Ching at first, but now that I hear it, it really makes sense! I should learn more from it when I have time."

Zhu Xiongying smiled at Zhu Yuanzhang and said, "Grandpa Emperor, I'm going to the Ministry of Justice."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded. "Well, go ahead. The magistrates of Jiaxing and Haiyan are both old foxes. The Ministry of Justice has done a lot of work but still failed to pry them open. You don't have to bother. If you can't pry them open overnight, just pry them open slowly."

Zhu Xiongying nodded, then walked on the empty road of Huanggao with an umbrella.

It’s almost July, summer, and the chill is coming.

It's almost autumn, time really doesn't pass by!
No wonder the old man was so emotional.

Zhu Xiongying took a deep breath.

Without any excessive emotion, he went straight out of Hongwu Gate and arrived at the Imperial City.

The imperial city was very empty, and the gates of the six government offices were all wide open. Every time Zhu Xiongying passed the gate of an office, he could see inside the office. All this represented that the state machine of the Ming Dynasty was running at high speed.

Not long after, Zhu Xiongying arrived at the Ministry of Justice.

The guards of the Ministry of Justice were a little suspicious when they saw Zhu Xiongying, and said, "You are."

Zhu Xiongying said, "Go and call Yang Jing."

He didn't waste too much time talking to the guards, and even introduced himself.

No need.

Soon, Yang Jing, the Minister of Justice, came hurriedly. When he saw Zhu Xiongying, he bowed and said, "Your Highness, Yang Jing, the Minister of Justice, pays respect to His Royal Highness the Grandson of the Emperor!"

The guards in the government office were shocked to find that the young man was actually the grandson of the Emperor of Ming Dynasty.

No wonder his whole body just now revealed a certain calmness and nobility that came from a high position.

A visit to the government office.

Naturally, everyone in the yamen will know Zhu Xiongying's identity.

As long as anyone knows Zhu Xiongying's identity, rumors will spread.

The gossip of low-level officials is very circulated. Since they have nothing to do all day, they will naturally focus on curiosity, and the word will spread from one person to ten people, and from ten to a hundred.

In this case, naturally the entire yamen would know Zhu Xiongying.

Just like the eunuchs in the palace, after being beaten by Zhu Yuanzhang, the next time Zhu Xiongying enters the palace again, I'm afraid all the eunuchs of the previous dynasty will know who Zhu Xiongying is!
The same principle applies to the Ministry of Justice.

Therefore, people in high positions do not need to shout about their noble status to everyone they meet. This is the attitude of a nouveau riche.

This should not be reflected in top royal nobles like Zhu Xiongying.

Zhu Xiongying looked at Yang Jing, smiled, and said, "Master Yang, we meet again."

(End of this chapter)