Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 20 High-yield seeds, haha, what the hell
"I don't understand why you come here."

The old man rolled his eyes at the great scholars with disdain.

The great scholars blushed and withdrew to the side angrily.

Taking the parchment scroll from the old man, Zhu Zhanjun said to the old man and everyone else: "Let me explain it to you."

Everyone's eyes lit up, and the old man looked at Zhu Zhanjun curiously, "You know these words."

Zhu Zhanjun nodded slightly, "Mr. Lu taught me some when I was in Peking."

Mr. Lu is an old scholar who once served as a teacher in the Prince of Yan's Palace, responsible for teaching the young masters of the Prince of Yan's Palace.

But later on, as he got older, he became a little confused and often spoke incoherently.

The old man kept him in his home to live out his old age because of his hard work in educating his children.

Zhu Zhanjun used to like communicating with this old man, and the old man, Zhu Pangpang and others all knew this.

"I didn't expect Mr. Lu to have such skills. It's a pity that he is no longer alive, otherwise I would definitely ask him for advice in person."

Old man Zhu Pangpang had a look of regret on his face, and several other great scholars who had heard of Mr. Lu also nodded repeatedly.

The old man was a little skeptical. Did that confused old man really understand the Xia Dynasty's writing?

But then he thought, he hadn't discussed this issue with the old man, and who knows, the other party might really know how to do it.

"Let me tell you a little bit about what's on it."

Everyone fell silent instantly, looking at Zhu Zhanjun expectantly, wanting to hear what the Xia Dynasty text recorded.

It was actually possible for His Royal Highness the Second Grandson of the Emperor to travel thousands of miles to the north despite the dangers.

Could it be that there are really gods living in that legendary aurora land in the north?

Zhu Zhanjun unfolded the sheepskin scroll and spoke in a calm and clear voice, "According to ancient legends, there is a fairy light in the north, which is the top of the world. The sun rises for one day and the moon rises for one night, which is a year in the world. In the center there is a lotus, which absorbs the essence of the world. It blooms once every ten thousand years, and a golden lotus seed matures every ten thousand years. If you take it, you will be free from disease and disaster."

After reading the above content, Zhu Zhanjun rolled up the parchment book and stuffed it into his sleeve.

"Little bastard, are these really Xia Dynasty characters?"

Old Zhu, who was also listening, asked curiously.

"No, I just wrote it to fool them, otherwise I can't explain where the golden lotus seeds came from."

Lao Zhu:? ? ?
My goodness, Zhu Zhanjun's astonishing look just now fooled him, and he actually thought that this was the writing of the Xia Dynasty.

"Gone?"

When the old man saw Zhu Zhanjun put away the parchment book, he asked in confusion.

Zhu Zhanjun nodded, "No more."

"So what?" Zheng He asked in confusion.

Zhu Zhanjun spread his hands and said, "I will go all the way north to the top of the world to look for the golden lotus seed."

"Just based on a legend, you took people to such a dangerous place? Did you find that thing?" Dad Zhu Pangpang asked in confusion.

Zhu Zhanjun turned his head and looked at him. "I didn't find it. But on my way back, I saw a shadow of a continent in the east from the top of a mountain, so I went to take a look out of curiosity."

"That second brother." Zhu Zhanji, who had been listening for a long time, couldn't help but complain, "That is to say, you took people to the northernmost top of the world for a stroll, and then didn't find the golden lotus seed, and happened to see the shadow of a piece of land in the east, so you took people to the east."

Zhu Zhanjun looked at him and nodded frankly, "That's right."

Zhu Zhanji: ???

"No, second brother." Zhu Zhanji pointed at the leather map speechlessly, "It seems that you have been running for two years, so many people have died, and you didn't find anything. You just ran around and came back after a stroll to another continent."

"That's not the case." Zhu Zhanjun shook his head.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

They didn't know why, but after listening to Zhu Zhanjun's stories about ancient myths and the hardships they had experienced along the way, they always felt that if they didn't bring something back, something would be missing.

Now that I have brought the things back, at least they can feel comforted.

At this moment, everyone's state was as if they were listening to a story.

There was a feeling of suffocation as if Prince Zhu Zhanjun had gone through many hardships along the way and finally reached the place where the evil dragon was, but then took a look and turned back without saving the princess.

"I brought back some seeds. According to the local Shang merchants who should have migrated there during the Shang Dynasty, these seeds will produce a good harvest."

"Oh, that's right." Zhu Zhanjun said in surprise: "The people there look a lot like us. I suspect it was during the Shang and Zhou dynasties. I followed my route to that continent." "There are quite a few of them, but for some reason, they haven't developed as much as the Central Plains, and they still live on slash-and-burn agriculture."

The old man and others looked at Zhu Zhanjun who kept talking, and a row of black lines appeared on their foreheads.

In the eyes of some people, looking at Zhu Zhanjun is like looking at a low IQ child with a partial brain defect.

Seeds? I went to another continent and brought back some seeds.

This kid must be crazy. There are so many seeds in Daming that they can’t plant them all, and they need you to bring them from other areas.

Why bring seeds? You can just bring a gem or even a gold or silver brick.

That crappy seed, no matter how high its yield is, can it really produce 1000 kilograms per acre of land.

wrong.

The old man looked at Zhu Zhanjun's calm expression as he narrated the story, and a hint of suspicion arose in his heart.

Zhu Zhanjun was one year younger than Zhu Zhanji and had two children. Zhang was unable to take care of them and was busy fighting a war at the time.

Seeing that her daughter-in-law was so tired, Empress Xu took Zhu Zhanjun with her to take care of him.

The same thing happened when they moved to Jinling later. After living together for many years, the old man also understood some of Zhu Zhanjun's character.

If he tried hard to find something but didn't find it, Zhu Zhanjun would have a look of regret on his face when he told the story.

But just now when the eldest son asked whether he had found the golden lotus seeds, the second son did not even hesitate and said directly that he had not.

The old man noticed that when Zhu Zhanjun said no, his expression and attitude did not show any regret at all.

Is it...

The old man's heart began to pound and he stared at Zhu Zhanjun closely.

Noticing the old man's gaze, Zhu Zhanjun exchanged a glance with him, and everything was said without words.

This glance made the old man's heart beat fast, and he wanted to ask Zhu Zhanjun immediately whether the golden lotus seeds really had that effect.

But when he glanced at the ministers around him, he instantly understood why Zhu Zhanjun hadn't said it just now.

"My second nephew, you are really something. You traveled so far and only brought back a few seeds."

Han Wang Zhu Gaoxu showed a look of joking, patted Zhu Zhanjun on the shoulder and taught him a lesson: "I'm not saying anything bad about you, our Ming Dynasty is vast and rich in resources, there are all kinds of seeds, and you have to travel thousands of miles to look for them."

"From now on, stay at home and don't run around and make your family worry."

Then he deliberately raised his voice and said, "When your grandmother was seriously ill, you ran away. You know, it made your grandfather very angry."

"Fortunately, everything is fine. Otherwise, if something bad happened at home, you would be criticized for the rest of your life."

"Don't be impulsive in the future."

"Snapped!"

"Ouch."

Prince of Han Zhu Gaoxu covered his forehead and looked at the old man with a confused look on his face as he retracted his palm.

"Dad, why did you hit me?"

"Humph."

The old man snorted twice and said with a cold face: "I want to hit you and kick you. Why are you pretending to be so high and mighty?"

The old man took another look at the Crown Prince Zhu Pangpang and Prince of Zhao Zhu Gaosui next to him.

"The second kid is indeed a bit noisy, but is there anyone among you who can compare to his filial piety?"

"In order to save your mother, just because of a myth, he traveled thousands of miles to find the legendary life-saving medicine."

"But what about you guys?"

The old man became angrier as he spoke, and kicked Prince of Han Zhu Gaoxu again.

"Instead of thinking about finding a doctor to treat your mother's illness, you make trouble every day. Today you sue him, and tomorrow he sues you."

"There are only three of you brothers. Your mother gave birth to you in vain. Get out, all of you, get out. I get upset when I see you."

(End of this chapter)