My father Yongle, building a five-good family

Chapter 100 Sudan: Now that you are an official, who would go back to your hometown?

A village on the outskirts of the city.

The sound of horse hooves rang out again.

Tu Ma looked at the road that had been paved with cement and looked brand new.

Even though it was not his first time to come into contact with cement and concrete, Tu Ma couldn't help but be amazed after feeling how smoothly the carriage ran on the road.

This cement is really good stuff.

What surprised the butcher the most was that the closer he got to the village, the more different the mental outlook of the people, whether they were the nearby vegetable farmers or the tenants in the village.

It seems that living in the village has changed people’s mood and even their days are becoming more and more hopeful.

Now, Tu Ma became more and more curious about this village.

Outside the carriage, the accompanying Jinyiwei centurions looked at each other and saw the same meaning in each other's eyes.

This... is the farm on the outskirts of the city?

This feeling became stronger as we approached the earthen fort outside the village.

This is not a village at all, it's clearly a bunker covered with concrete!

Who would build their village like this for no reason?

Tu Ma also had this mentality and asked the question with complicated feelings.

When Zhu Gaoyu heard this, he just scratched his head and smiled:
"Before, I caught a few managers in the village. They were not very clean. I thought, take from the people and use it for the people, so I raided their houses. There was no place to use the money, so I just used it all to build the earthen fort."

It turns out that this is the method of taking from the people and giving back to the people.

Tu Ma looked at Zhu Gaoyu's "honest" face and always felt that... it was a little unreal.

Just as they were about to get off the carriage, a man from the Western Regions with deep eyes and a high nose came running over in a hurry.

It was early in the morning, the cold wind was blowing, and his forehead was covered with a layer of fine sweat.

"Hey! Hey! I heard that the Urban cannon killed a Tartar?!"

As soon as I arrived at the village, I heard the news about the Urban cannon.

Now, a group of Jinyiwei stood behind Zhu Gaoyu, and unconsciously focused their eyes on him and the man from the Western Regions with deep eyes and high nose.

Their intuition told them that this Urban Cannon... was inseparable from this Westerner.

When Zhu Gaoyu saw the Sultan running towards him, he grinned, revealing his small white teeth, with a bright smile:

"Sultan, you just know this good thing!"

The Sultan almost wanted to curse.

He had only been in the city for one day, and had no idea that Zhuangzi would encounter such a big event!
Is this a good thing?

The Tatars are on the grasslands. If the Tatars knew about the existence of me and the Urban Cannon...

Sultan had an inexplicable urge to tremble.

Zhu Gaoyu patted his thigh:

"Sultan, your good days are coming!"

The Sultan's face turned green.

When he traveled a long way from the distant country of Lumi to Datong, he also dealt with the Tatars.

The Sultan knew how terrible these men were on horseback.

To be fair, he just wanted to be an honest businessman and not get involved in the mess between the Ming Dynasty and the Tatars.

After earning enough wealth, he would return to his homeland, revive his family, and become a member of the nobility again.

But now, this happened...

The Sultan was afraid that as soon as he left the Ming Dynasty, the Tatars on the grassland riding Mongolian horses would kidnap him the next second.

Zhu Gaoyu glanced at the Sultan and saw the expression on his face, which seemed a little frightened and complicated.

He sighed and began to comfort her in a very mature manner:
"Well, well, Sultan, I'll tell you some good news. You're going to be an official soon!"

The Sultan was still muttering to himself, feeling regretful and afraid, but when he heard Zhu Gaoyu's words, he froze in place, speechless.

He even forgot to blink.

Zhu Gaoyu...what are you talking about?
Be an official?

Be an official in the Ming Dynasty?
The Sultan seemed to come back to his senses, blinked his dry eyes, and spoke hesitantly:
"You said... I can get a position in Ming Dynasty?"

Zhu Gaoyu asked in return:
"Your Urban Cannon is so powerful, and you presented it to the Ming Dynasty. My grandfather has always been fair and just, and rewards and punishes clearly. Why do you feel that you don't get the reward you deserve?"

When Sultan heard this, his cheeks turned red in an instant.

In excitement, he blurted out:

"If that's the case, who would want to return to my hometown if I can be an official in the Ming Dynasty?"

Zhu Gaoyu was full of questions.

No! That's your hometown!
He hasn't said yet what specific official position it is.

What if he was just a ninth-rank official? He would stay in Ming Dynasty for the rest of his life...

Zhu Gaoyu felt his conscience prick.

But it only happened for a moment.

On the other hand, Sudan has already fallen into his own beautiful expectations for the future.

However, the Jinyiwei led by Tu Ma looked at him for a long time with an inexplicable gaze.

This guy from the Western Regions...isn't he a fool?

He even leaked core technologies such as the Urban Cannon to the Ming Dynasty.

If he returns and the king of the foreign country finds out about this, will this kid have a good life?

He looks like such a grown-up, but why isn't he as smart as a kid like Zhu Gaoyu?

The butcher shook his head slightly, walked past the Sultan, and headed straight for the Urban cannon in the warehouse.

Although Tu Ma was anxious, as a Jinyiwei, he habitually looked around inconspicuously while walking.

There were strange cotton-fluffing carts, a nascent refugee escort system, hot pot meals, and clean and tidy roads.

However, in such a short period of time, Tu Ma was even able to see several different kinds of farm tools.

For example, compared with the traditional sickle, the scythe is wider and the plowshare is more curved...

When Tu Ma saw a frame with a bristle surface, he stopped with a little curiosity.

He could still understand the things that happened before.

But what is this...

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but ask.

However, even Tu Ma himself did not realize that when he asked Zhu Gaoyu, his tone could not help but carry a hint of humility.

Instead, it was Xiao Jixiang who was standing aside with his arms crossed, who noticed this first.

But he just curled up the corners of his lips and didn't say a word else.

But I couldn't help showing off in my heart.

Either the little prince is still the little prince.

With such a brain, whoever meets him would definitely praise him, right?

So, all along, he has firmly followed the steps of the little prince and served as his lackey... He, Xiao Jixiang, is also a very smart man.

When Zhu Gaoyu heard the butcher's question, he turned around and saw the pulley. He was happy in his heart, but he tried to look calm on his face:

"Oh, that's an insect removal trolley. The bristles on it can brush off the insects on the surface of the crops, reducing the labor of manual insect removal..."

After hearing this, Tu Ma nodded repeatedly.

While Zhu Gaoyu was narrating, the Jinyiwei next to him did not forget to take out a small notebook and write down the principles Zhu Gaoyu mentioned one by one.

Zhu Gaoyu saw it, but said nothing.

These things will be placed on the emperor's desk in the future.

No one can take credit for this.

In other words, no one dared to take credit for this achievement in front of the Emperor.

The group continued to move towards the warehouse while talking.

When they were only one step away from the warehouse where the Urban cannon was stored, even a butcher couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Zhu Gaoyu did not keep the secret and opened the warehouse directly.

As the door slowly opened, a bronze cannon stood in its place, forcefully entering everyone's field of vision.

Tu Ma looked at the huge bronze cannon and immediately took a breath of cold air. Then he slapped his thigh and shouted:
"it is good!"

"It's worthy of being called the Urban Cannon. If this thing is used to attack a city, it will only take a few shots to destroy an ordinary city wall."

How can it be that exaggerated...

But then again.

As the saying goes, bigger is better and more is beautiful.

It’s no wonder that Tu Ma fell in love with this type of Urban cannon at first sight.

At this time, Tu Ma could no longer care about too much.

With Zhu Gaoyu's consent, the Jinyiwei around him had already begun to draw the outline of the Urban cannon.

Your Majesty must take a good look at this great hero!

I feel that the updates are getting worse and worse, I don't even dare to read the comments. Let's do this, I will update more during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I will try to update 8,000 words from tomorrow until the end of the holiday. I really can't sleep in anymore!!! I accidentally turned on the airplane mode of my phone today, no wonder I fell asleep-_-|||
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