My father Yongle, building a five-good family

Chapter 90 With the Monk

When Xu Yuan saw these duck feathers, his thoughts had never been so clear.

He only had one thought at this moment:
It’s over.

It was just a pile of junk... and he sold it for thirty thousand taels?!

At this time, Xu Yuan didn't even dare to look back to see Zhu Gui's expression.

But at this time, King Yan did not focus on the duck feathers.

Compared to cement, the duck down coat and the so-called thirty thousand taels... they are not worth mentioning at all.

He picked up Zhu Gaoyu, and a gentle smile that had never been seen before appeared on his face, "Gaoyu..."

Zhu Gaoyu folded his hands across his chest:
"When we discuss business, please call me Young Master."

Zhu Di's smile froze, and then his expression became brighter:
"Young Master, I wonder if we can discuss the recipe for this cement?"

When Zhu Gaoyu heard the word "Young Master" coming from his father's mouth, he couldn't help but be overjoyed for a moment.

He looked at Zhu Di and became swelled:
"Is this your attitude of asking someone to do something for you?"

Zhu Di finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he put his hand on Zhu Gaoyu's head, lowered his voice, and began to threaten:
"Boy, don't get carried away. If you try to trick me again, I will swallow up all your credit in front of your grandfather."

When Zhu Gaoyu heard this, he opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and his pupils trembled:
"Dad, how can you be so shameless?!"

Zhu Di smiled, revealing his white teeth.

Boy, if you want to fight him, he is still far away!

Zhu Gaoyu wanted to make a note in a notebook, but it was not until this time that he suddenly realized that the "sins" committed by his father were so numerous that they could not be listed!
Zhu Gaoyu was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he thought of something and imitated Zhu Di, showing his white teeth:
"Dad, you want the recipe for cement and concrete, isn't that easy? The strength of concrete is about the same as that of a city wall, and it's also expensive. As a citizen of the Ming Dynasty and the grandson of the Emperor, how can I not take the initiative to give such a thing that is beneficial to the country and the people?!"

Zhu Gaoyu spoke with ups and downs, especially in some places, his words carried some pedantic meanings, and it really didn't sound like something a child could say.

At least facing the admiring gazes of the surrounding tenant farmers, Zhu Gaoyu stood with his hands behind his back and looked confident.

Zhu Di saw his expression and knew that this kid was going to do something naughty, but he did not expose him. Instead, he followed Zhu Gaoyu's words and continued:
"Xiao Si, you are the youngest among so many children in our family, but you are also the one that Dad is most proud of. Don't worry, no one can take away the credit for the development of cement and concrete. Even if you didn't invent it completely, you at least have a share of the credit..."

Why did Zhu Gaoyu feel so uncomfortable when he heard this?
What does it mean? He is the youngest, but the one Zhu Di is most proud of.

It turns out that my father's skill in drawing cakes had already appeared before he said "The prince is ill"...

When he thought of this, Zhu Gaoyu's expression became a little strange.

Fortunately, Zhu Gaoyu is much smarter than his second brother and will not be fooled by this sentence for his whole life.

The words are finished.

The big and the small just stared at each other in mid-air for a long time, and then they both smiled knowingly.

Ok……

It's very harmonious...

But soon, Zhu Di left Zhu Gaoyu behind and hurried away to check the so-called cement and concrete, as if he wanted to figure out the principles of these things.

Zhu Gaoyu just followed behind him, taking slow, steady steps, pretending to be mature.

In fact, he had already started thinking about how to show off his achievements when he met the emperor after returning to the capital.

Why can only dad say good things and not him?

However... during this process, Zhu Gaoyu always felt that he seemed to have forgotten the existence of someone.

……

"What did you say he invented, cement and concrete? He also cheated you out of thirty thousand taels of silver? Brother, you are an adult, how could you be cheated by a child?!"

Xu Yuan couldn't help but feel a headache as he listened to his sister's barrage of questions.

Is the key point the thirty thousand taels?
Money is important, but if you say it’s not important... then it’s really useless!

Compared to cement and concrete, these thirty thousand taels are nothing!
Xu Yuan was a little annoyed: "You keep talking about the thirty thousand taels! Do you know what people are saying about cement and concrete? That's a recipe that can't be bought with a hundred thousand taels of silver! Let alone other things, just the fact that this stuff can be used to pave roads and build cities is something that can be heard by the emperor!"

"Now everyone in Datong City is saying that the youngest son of the King of Yan is not only lucky, but also smart. Every kid plays with mud, but who has come up with something special?"

"But the youngest son of the Prince of Yan could earn a title just by playing in the mud!"

When Xu Hui heard the word "title", she was stunned.

"With just these two things... you can get a title? Brother! Are you kidding me?"

Xu Yuan also felt unhappy.

He went to the city wall and saw the so-called cement and concrete with his own eyes.

Even an uneducated person like him could sense the importance of cement and concrete, not to mention in the eyes of other bigwigs.

Xu Hui had always been eager to take the position of Crown Prince of Dai. Now, when she heard that even the youngest son of Prince of Yan had made contributions and might even be awarded a title, she felt completely unhappy.

There was a handkerchief in her hand, which was crumpled, and it was obvious how much turmoil Xu Hui was in.

After a long time, Xu Hui managed to calm down the jealous fire in her heart and spoke in a suppressed tone:
"Our princess is really lucky. Not only is she born in the Duke of Wei's mansion, but her elder sister is married to the Prince of Yan. Especially the Princess of Yan... She has four sons, one is a crown prince, one is a prince, and the other is about to get a title..."

It would have been better if she hadn't said it. Once she started talking about it, Xu Hui felt the flame of jealousy burning in her heart even more fiercely.

How can a person be so lucky?

Thinking of how she had to kowtow and fawn on the King of Dai, while Xiao Xu, because of her family status, could stand up straight and live a carefree life, Xu Hui felt unhappy...

The atmosphere unconsciously became quiet.

Xu Yuan felt something was wrong, so he looked up and saw his sister's ugly face.

For some reason, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Sister, don't let it get to you. Prince Yan and Zhu Gaoyu are just passing gods of wealth. After they finish building Datong City, they will never come back. Why should we confront them over this matter?"

Xu Hui's mind returned to normal. Then, she seemed to suddenly think of something. She touched her abdomen and smiled faintly:

"Brother, you are right. But there is one more thing...I didn't have time to tell you."

Xu Yuan looked at Xu Hui's hand on her abdomen, and his eyes suddenly lit up:

"Could it be..."

Xu Hui nodded slightly and said with a smile:

"The doctor felt my pulse and it was smooth and smooth like pearls. It has been more than a month."

When Xu Yuan heard this, he burst into laughter, completely eliminating his previous aggrieved and jealous look.

What cement, what concrete, what title...

Those things belong to others.

But as long as Xu Hui is pregnant, if she can really give birth to a son, and find a way to take over the position of the crown prince, then the benefits... are real. In the Dai Wang Mansion.

In the garden.

After Zhu Gaoyu gave out the prescription, he felt completely free.

At this moment, he was sitting on a stone bench, blowing at his aunt.

"Aunt, you can't stay in the palace all the time. You have to go out for a walk occasionally. For example, when my mother was in Peking, she would often go to Qingshou Temple with my father."

"I heard that in Datong, there are occasionally merchants from the Western Regions. For example, the merchants from Lumi Country have good spices, carpets and gems. I heard that there is also a thing called a matchlock gun... It's a pity that I have never seen it..."

Zhu Gaoyu kept talking while little Xu was holding Zhu Xunyan, who was just four years old, in her arms. Her eyebrows were gentle and there was a faint smile on the corners of her mouth.

When she heard about the matchlock gun, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she was a little worried:

"Gao Yu, you still have to be careful with the matchlock gun. Just let Prince Yan touch it. You are young, so don't try to be brave."

If an ordinary person said this, Zhu Gaoyu might just think that the person was nagging and even get annoyed.

But when little Xu spoke in such a slow tone, with a peaceful and gentle smile on her face, Zhu Gaoyu just nodded his head without saying a word of rebuttal.

He is so well-behaved that he doesn't act like a rebellious thorn in front of his father at all.

When Xiao Xu looked at her sister's youngest son, she was happy, but at the same time she had some opinions about her brother-in-law.

What a good child.

Why is Zhu Gaoyu so irritating in the eyes of my brother-in-law?

In the gap of thinking.

Zhu Xunyan, who had been sitting peacefully on my mother's lap, stretched out his hand and shouted to Zhu Gaoyu in a vague voice:
“哥……玩……”

Just because Zhu Gaoyu himself was a child doesn’t mean he likes children.

Zhu Xunyan is young, crybaby and troublesome.

As for Zhu Gaoyu, he was a very shrewd person.

The two of them were obviously not much different in age, but for Zhu Gaoyu, it seemed like they just couldn't get along.

When he thought about hearing this guy crying again, Zhu Gaoyu stopped peeling walnuts. His scalp tingled and he grabbed his coat and jumped off the stone bench.

Then, he ran out without even looking back, and at the end, he waved his hand behind him:

"Aunt, I'm going out to relax. You stay at home with my brother. I'll bring you some delicious food when the time comes!"

When Xiao Xu heard this, she couldn't help but smile, and then burst out laughing.

Why would you need to go out and buy food if you want it?
She touched her son's forehead and said with a smile:
"If you keep crying, your brother won't want to play with you anymore."

Zhu Xunyan blinked, as if he understood, but also as if he didn't understand.

He went forward and grabbed a handful of walnuts that Zhu Gaoyu had peeled, and stuffed them into his mouth. After chewing them, he did not forget to mutter to himself:
“Brother…Okay!”

When Xiao Xu heard this, she couldn't help but laugh:

"If your brother doesn't treat you well, who else can treat you well?"

……

When Zhu Gaoyu came out from Xiao Xu's place, he was confused for a moment.

Instead of going to the farm on the outskirts of the city, studying the cement road paving, and thinking about the bean sprout and duck down coat business, he felt a little bored for a moment.

Now Ma Sanbao was called by his father to do some work again. The expression on Zhu Gaoyu's face had disappeared by half, and even his steps towards the outside of the mansion seemed a bit aimless.

Just at this moment, Zhu Gaoyu inadvertently glanced and saw a person who should not be in the mansion.

"Big monk! Why aren't you with my father?!"

When Zhu Gaoyu saw Yao Guangxiao, who was dressed in black and white clothes, he trotted over and asked questions directly.

When Yao Guangxiao heard this question, a strange smile appeared on his face, but the corners of his mouth still kept their upward arc:
"Your father chased him away."

Zhu Gaoyu obviously didn't know what it meant to poke someone's sore spot. He just opened his eyes wide and asked stupidly:
"What?"

Yao Guangxiao was not angry, but still had a smiling face:
"I said something that your father didn't like to hear. Or rather, he didn't dare to listen..."

The words seemed to leave some suspense, as if a hook was placed there, making people feel itchy.

But Zhu Gaoyu smiled when he heard this:

"I know what you are going to say, Master. If you don't believe me, come closer and I will tell you..."

Yao Guangxiao really didn't believe it.

The words he used to persuade Zhu Di to rebel seemed extremely outrageous, but in fact, he was very careful in choosing the place and time every time he spoke.

This is not surprising, after all, it is a big thing like rebellion.

If someone were to hear it casually, I'm afraid even if I had ten lives, I wouldn't be able to kill him.

Zhu Gaoyu certainly knew roughly what was said.

After all, he is Yao Guangxiao...what else can you say when words come out of his mouth?

Yao Guangxiao didn't take it seriously at first, but then he met a young and cunning guy like Zhu Gaoyu and heard what he said.

Even with a scheming mind like Yao Guangxiao, his eyes couldn't help but widen for a moment.

How did this guy know these words? !
Zhu Gaoyu smiled despite Yao Guangxiao's gaze.

No words.

Apparently it’s a sell out moment.

Instead, Zhu Gaoyu pulled Yao Guangxiao's black sleeve and said excitedly:

"Master, the New Year is coming soon. Don't you want to know the difference between the New Year celebrations in Datong and in Beijing?"

Yao Guangxiao originally wanted to say that there are only a few kinds of folk customs.

Plus, it’s the Chinese New Year, so it’s pretty much the same.

But when he saw Zhu Gaoyu's expectant expression, Yao Guangxiao somehow swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

The smile on his lips remained:

"Okay, let's go and have a look."

Today I will update once, but this time it is 4,000 words. I have something else to do in real life, so I can only write this much. I wrote a little in my spare time. I will resume normal updates tomorrow, but it may be a little late. Thank you for your understanding.
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