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

Chapter 86: With just that little money, what are you risking your life for? (Please subscribe)

"There's clearly no one here, but why do I feel like there are people all around me, like I'm in a ghost town."

Zhu Qizhen, who was following the crowd with his dog, looked around curiously.

Although there was no one around, he always felt that there were countless people walking around.

Zhu Biao looked around at the familiar environment and replied with a smile: "It's not that there is no one, but there may be someone, but we can't see it."

Zhu Qizhen swallowed his saliva and muttered softly: "I really don't know if we are ghosts or they are ghosts."

"Why are you so nosy?" Old Zhu, who was walking in front, glared at him and said, "If you make any more noise, I won't bring you out to play next time."

Zhu Qizhen immediately shut his mouth and followed obediently, pulling the dog behind.

Seeing that they were getting farther and farther away from the palace, Zhu Biao asked in confusion, "Didn't they say that every summon was to someone who was related to us by blood? Why didn't they go to the palace?"

Zhu Zhanjun explained: "Great grandfather means blood relationship and related person. These are two words, not one word."

"In terms of blood relationship, the great grandfather is the center, and the personnel are selected from top to bottom. In terms of relationships, it is mainly interpersonal communication. Not all of them are necessarily our Zhu family."

Zhu Biao nodded suddenly, and said regretfully: "So, it's not the fourth brother and his friends."

Zhu Zhanjun shook his head again and said, "It's hard to say, but I can be sure that it's definitely not the old man and my father. It could be my second uncle and his family."

Zhu Qizhen's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "Second uncle, is that the second uncle who was burned to death by my father in a large copper vat?"

Zhu Zhanjun twitched the corner of his mouth, turned around and kicked Zhu Qizhen in the butt.

Zhu Qizhen didn't react for a moment, but when he saw Zhu Zhanjun's ugly expression, he suddenly realized that the person in front of him was also his second uncle, and he quickly shut his mouth in embarrassment.

"Haha." Old Zhu sneered, "Old Fourth's lineage is full of ruthless people."

Zhu Zhanjun and Zhu Qizhen looked around and pretended not to hear what Old Zhu said.

After turning left and right, he arrived at a mansion. Looking at the mansion with only a few lights on, Zhu Zhanjun felt that it looked familiar.

"It's so late at night, and only a few lights are turned on. This person is great." Lao Zhu gave high praise.

The houses we passed by along the way were as bright as day, and some even had colorful lights hung on them, which looked very impressive.

Old Zhu has always hated this kind of extravagance and has been unhappy about it for a long time.

Now that I saw the mansion where my target was, the lights in the courtyard were dim and there were no luxurious decorations outside the door. I instantly felt a liking for it.

"This seems to be Xia Laokou's home?"

Zhu Zhanjun looked at him for a while and said uncertainly who the owner of the mansion was.

"Xia Laokou?"

Old Zhu was stunned for a moment, and gradually thought of someone in his mind.

That day he went to the Imperial College. Everyone else was playing around, but there was only one quiet young man who was studying there.

"My grandfather's money bag, the current Minister of Finance Xia Yuanji."

Zhu Zhanjun's eyes sparkled.

Before coming, he was still wondering who it was. If it was the old man, it didn't seem to make much sense. Going into the space would not be of much help to him except getting beaten.

His position in the old man's mind has now surpassed Zhu Zhanji.

As for dad, he seems to be dispensable.

With his grandfather and father as his backers, Zhu Zhanjun no longer had any demands at the top level of power.

What he needs now is someone who can give him great help in reality.

Zhu Zhanjun's main plans for the future will mostly be on the promotion of grain seeds and the expansion of the chamber of commerce.

It's all about dealing with money and numbers.

Zhu Zhanjun likes money, but that doesn’t mean he is interested in account numbers.

Qiu Yuan is a pure scholar. Although he is good at arithmetic, his control over business is still a little lacking.

Looking at the mansion in front of him, Zhu Zhanjun's heart was pounding. If the target this time was really Xia Yuanji, then it would be of extraordinary help to him.

Throughout the Ming Dynasty, I have never heard of anyone who could surpass Xia Yuanji in the financial management of the Ministry of Revenue.

Xia Yuanji has a famous saying: As long as I am stingy enough, the national treasury will not be empty.

It is precisely because of this sentence that Xia Yuanji, the once modest gentleman, was given the nickname Xia Laokou.

Zhu Zhanjun suppressed the joy in his heart, walked slowly forward, opened the door, and followed the guidance in his heart to walk towards the target area.

"Crack, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle..."

Before I got close, I could hear the sound of an abacus clacking.

The sound was very clear, like beads falling on a jade plate. A few people walked to the window and looked into the room, and saw a man still wearing official uniform, without an official hat, frowning and fiddling with an abacus, occasionally picking up a pen and writing something beside it.

"This man is so talented that he can serve as an official in our Ming Dynasty. It is a blessing for our Zhu family."

Looking at Xia Yuanji, who was busy at home instead of enjoying himself, the old man couldn't help but sigh.

Zhu Biao also nodded slightly.

Zhu Qizhen and Zhu Zhanjun both briefly introduced the person in front of him, so that he understood the role the person played in the early Ming Dynasty.

"This man can be the first Minister of Finance of the Ming Dynasty."

Old Zhu nodded in affirmation of this evaluation.

Empress Ma also said with emotion: "If he could have been born earlier, you and Biao'er wouldn't have to work so hard."

After looking outside the window for a while, Zhu Zhanjun, along with Lao Zhu and a few others, pushed the door open and walked in.

"Didn't I tell you that no one is allowed to disturb me when I'm on duty? Why are you coming in? Get out."

Hearing the door open, Xia Yuanji didn't even raise his head and just shouted.

Glancing at the food on the table that had already cooled but not been touched, Zhu Zhanjun joked, "Minister Xia, you only get that little salary a month, why do you want to play with your life? Your body is your own, so you must take care of it!"

Xia Yuanji looked up in confusion, and when he saw that it was Zhu Zhanjun, he was stunned for a moment.

Why did the second prince come here so late at night?

He quickly stood up, walked out of the table and bowed.

"Your Highness, does His Majesty have something to summon you for?"

The two of them didn't have much communication in normal times. Xia Yuanji thought that the old man doted on Zhu Zhanjun so much, and thought that the old man summoned him.

Zhu Zhanjun waved his hand, "No, I came here specifically to see you."

Xia Yuanji frowned, and a myriad of thoughts flashed through his mind. He pondered for a long time and finally made up his mind. But just as he was about to speak, he found that there was someone behind Zhu Zhanjun.

"Your Highness, you..."

Just as he was about to say goodbye politely, Xia Yuanji's eyes accidentally swept over Lao Zhu, and his body froze instantly, with his eyes wide open.

"He he he..."

"Xia Weizhe, long time no see."

Old Zhu walked forward and greeted with a smile on his face.

When facing these officials who sincerely worked for the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang always had a good temper. Sometimes, even if the other party said something unpleasant, Zhu Yuanzhang would accept it with a smile.

“You…”

The light completely illuminated Lao Zhu's face. Xia Yuanji was a little unsure just now, but now that he could see clearly, he was really sure.

Zhu Zhanjun smiled and introduced: "Minister Xia, you guessed correctly, this is the Emperor Taizu Gao of the Ming Dynasty."

Then he turned around and stretched out his hand to Zhu Biao: "This is the first prince of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, my great grandfather, my grandfather's eldest brother, Prince Zhu Biao."

"Minister Xia." Zhu Biao cupped his hands.

Zhu Zhanjun introduced Empress Ma: "You must have guessed this, this is my great grandmother, Empress Ma who was loved by the officials more than their own mother."

As for Zhu Qizhen, Zhu Zhanjun simply ignored him.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to introduce it, but that he can’t.

"He...I...you..."

After listening to the introduction, Xia Yuanji no longer knew what words to use to express his feelings.

The Hongwu Emperor, Crown Prince Zhu Biao, and Empress Ma, who had been dead for many years, actually came to his house.

My God, Old Xia had never thought in his whole life that he would experience something like this.

Wait a minute.

Old Xia suddenly reacted.

Although the three people in front of him are of noble status, they have all passed away many years ago. So how did the second emperor's grandson bring them here?
Thinking of this, Xia Yuanji looked at Zhu Zhanjun in shock, "Your Highness, are you also..."

Before Zhu Zhanjun could finish his words, Xia Yuanji knelt on the ground and said loudly, "Your Highness, I know you still have regrets in your heart. But the dead cannot be resurrected, so you can go with Emperor Taizu Gao and his men with peace of mind. If you have any needs or ideas, just tell me. I will go to the palace immediately to tell His Majesty and let His Majesty meet all your needs."

Zhu Zhanjun: ???

Zhu Qizhen, who was squatting at the door with his dog, poked his head out to take a look and whispered, "Uncle, he seems to think you are dead."

Thanks: Boss Bodhi Suiyuan for the 200 reward, Thanks: Boss Meteorite Ellie for the 100 reward, Thank you both bosses.

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