Ming Dynasty: Traveling through the harem, Zhu Yuanzhang was dumbfounded

Chapter 90: Old Zhu who dares not talk back to his son (Subscription Request)

As the sun sets in the west, the sky over the capital city turns into a magnificent picture, with the fiery clouds showing their unique charm to the people and many poets.

Many people began to appreciate this magnificent scene with their loved ones.

The garden behind the Kunning Palace in the harem.

Queen Ma and her family sat around a table that had been set up in an open space.

There were many palace maids around taking away the food from the table.

Then, tea and pastries were served to relieve the greasiness.

"Lai Xiongying, this is your favorite Fuling cake. You just ate so much, so you won't feel uncomfortable if you eat this."

Zhu Xiongying, who was sitting on Zhu Yuanzhang's lap, reached out and took the palm-sized piece of Poria cocos cake and put it into his mouth to chew.

The texture is soft and glutinous, sweet but not greasy, and it is gone in just a few bites.

"Xiong Ying is great! You have the demeanor of your grandfather. He used to be able to eat three bowls of rice at a time. In the future, you will definitely become a man like your grandfather!"

Looking at his grandson's well-behaved appearance, Zhu Yuanzhang felt a sudden surge of satisfaction in his heart.

"Come on, I know what happened to you when you were little. When you were as old as Xiongying, I'm afraid you couldn't even get enough to eat."

Faced with Empress Ma's sabotage, Zhu Yuanzhang smiled awkwardly.

"Hey sister, your grandson is still here."

The family was enjoying themselves here, and after a while, the heat from the sun was gradually blown away by the evening breeze.

The surroundings gradually became cooler.

Zhu Yuanzhang recalled what he had just eaten and mentioned it casually.

"Sister? How come I find the food in this harem so delicious?

Last time, I seemed to have tasted the same flavor in Biaoer’s East Palace, but I didn’t have it myself.

Don’t you think it’s strange?”

Empress Ma and Zhu Biao looked at each other, and then Zhu Biao began to explain:
"Father, I think the reason for this is probably related to Yang Chen."

Seven days later, Zhu Yuanzhang frowned and muttered to himself when he heard news about Yang Chen again.

"Why is it related to this guy again?"

After Zhu Biao's explanation, Zhu Yuanzhang learned about the existence of fine salt.

In the imperial palace, the department responsible for royal food was the Shangshi Bureau.

But the imperial palace was very large, because in addition to the Shangshi Bureau located in the center, the Eastern Palace and the Harem each had their own places for the Shangshi Bureau to prepare meals.

After all, there can't be only one place, what if the East Palace, the Harem or other places need food.

By the time the dish is served and then delivered to the pre-requested location, it might have been cold.

That's why Zhu Yuanzhang ate different foods.

"This guy can make salt taste so good with just a portion of wood ash water? Does he have such a magical method?"

Yang Chen once explained to Zhu Biao how the components in wood ash can make salt cleaner.

He understood, but Zhu Yuanzhang felt it was somewhat magical.

"Father, I don't know what he meant by precipitating impurities, but I do know that his method can make the salt better.

Yang Chen told his son that these salts are actually slightly toxic before they are processed.

It may be okay to eat a little, but if you consume it for a long time, people with poor health will easily get sick.

For this reason, before Yang Chen left the palace, I asked him to make two large jars of non-toxic salt for my mother's harem."

After understanding the whole story, Zhu Yuanzhang's mood suddenly fell from the clouds to the ground.

He said with a disappointed look:
"Eating too much will be bad for your health? I've been eating it for decades, isn't it?"

It didn't take long for Zhu Biao to dispel his worries.

"Father, please don't be too panic. Yang Chen said that the salt that our royal family eats has been screened over and over again.

Besides being a little bitter, the poison is only about 30% to 40% of the salt sold by the public, which is not much."

After hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang felt relieved.

But when Queen Ma understood, she said worriedly:
"Today, the salt of the Ming Dynasty basically comes from Changlu, Shandong, Lianghuai, Liangzhe, Fujian, Guangdong and other regions, and the more distant places include Shaanxi, Ningxia and other places.

As for other remote places, because of your father's policy of opening up China, those merchants began to transport salt desperately in order to obtain salt permits.

The common people could also have salt, but the salt cost more than ten cents per portion, which was really not cheap.

The income is already meager, and we still need to spend a lot of money to buy these poisonous salts, which is really against the harmony of nature."

After hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang also stroked his beard and sighed:

"My sister is right. The people live under the rule of our Ming Dynasty, but they cannot lead a good life. This is the fault of our emperor.

Biaoer, do you think that the salt in the future can be like the salt we eat, not only non-toxic but also tasteless? We also want the people to live a good life."

"Father, I will try to find a solution. If I find one in the future, I will report it to you."

As the crown prince, Zhu Biao knew the importance of salt.

Without salt, the human body will feel very uncomfortable.

If it weren't for his father who formulated the Kaizhong Law, merchants would have had a way to obtain salt permits.

I'm afraid some people living in remote areas still rely on boiling stones to get salt to eat.

"By the way, Biao'er, I heard that you have already formulated the salaries and benefits for all officials?
While your mother is here, why not tell me about it? Your mother is very attentive and can see things more clearly than we can."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Biao nodded and began to express his opinion.

"It's like this. Based on the different monthly salaries of each official position, I have formulated different full attendance and year-end bonuses.

For a ninth-rank official, the monthly salary is five dan, and each official who attends full time can get an extra dan. In addition, there will be additional food and cloth.

At least it can ensure that he will not be missing out in his daily life.

For subsequent official positions, the salary will be increased by half a stone for every half-level increase.

As for the year-end bonus, I think the lower the official position, the more they should get.

The ninth rank has a total salary of sixty shi for twelve months a year, so I think the year-end bonus can be up to twenty shi!
The lower the level of their official position, the more things they can do and the better they do it, and the year-end bonus they receive may even exceed their monthly salary.

Driven by interests, many officials with good nature will give up the path of corruption.

These officials are good officials and should not be directly eliminated, but should be brought into the camp of good officials.”

Zhu Biao's plan was not perfect, but at least it took care of those officials who should not have gone down the path of corruption.

He personally sent people to investigate places thousands of miles away from the capital.

According to the eyewitnesses and records of the Eastern Palace guards, those officials from the ninth rank had a very hard life in the county government.

This is the case even if the distance is only a thousand miles, let alone places further away.

Therefore, Zhu Biao believed that the lower the official position, the more one should try one's best to consider the other party.

As for officials above the second rank, the benefits are much less.

Those below the third rank, as long as they work hard, even the most diligent ones can receive a year-end bonus that is almost the same as their annual salary.

"Yes, but don't we think it's too much? If no official can live a good life, won't it be hard for the people and the court?

Biaoer, in my opinion, these benefits should be cut in half."

"Half? Father, are you kidding me?"

When Zhu Biao heard his father's opinion, he became unhappy on the spot.

The good things that I had worked so hard to get for the grassroots officials were actually considered too much by the other party.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was as domineering as ever, did not feel that there was anything wrong with what he said.

“Father, I think these benefits should not be reduced. I want to give benefits to those officials who sincerely work for the Ming Dynasty.

If we reduce it further, it will chill their hearts.”

In the past, whenever I expressed a different opinion, my son would obey me.

Today, Zhu Biao refused to give in even a little, which made Zhu Yuanzhang feel a little uncomfortable.

After coming to his senses, not only did he not show any unhappiness, but he felt more and more satisfied as he looked at his son.

In contrast, Zhu Biao continued to find more sufficient reasons for his decision.

"Father, I have already investigated and found that the grassroots officials are suffering. They are all scholars with no status or background.

It was so hard to pass the imperial examination and bring honor to the family, but I couldn't even provide my family with a good life.

Putting myself in their shoes, I can relate to them.

If one's will is not firm, once temptation arises, one will inevitably lose one's faith.

How can you work well if you don't even have enough to eat?

The reason why we are re-establishing the salaries today is because we see that the salaries of officials are low. It would be inappropriate if we reduce them further.

This change can be considered a reward. Since it is a reward, why not be as generous as rewarding the military?

In this way, perhaps it will be possible to achieve the effect of letting officials compete with each other and spread the spirit of integrity. "

Zhu Biao was very clear about his father's attitude towards officials.

Even though he understood that the lives of officials were not good and needed to be changed, he would not sincerely change.

Just like now, it has only improved a little, but I still think it is too much.

Zhu Biao might give in if the tax was reduced by 10% or 20%, but Zhu Yuanzhang would cut it by more than half at once.

Zhu Biao would not accept it no matter what.

That's why his tone was so heavy when he said those words just now.

There is even a hint that no rebuttal is allowed.

"Hey, Biao'er, I'm just mentioning it briefly. You don't have to talk to me in such a tone, right?"

Looking at Zhu Biao's serious face, Zhu Yuanzhang felt a little uncomfortable.

I wonder who the emperor is? Why does it feel like he is on the wrong side now?
"Father! You are the emperor, so I naturally respect you. That is why I will not let you make decisions based on your own preferences.

Suppose that because you don't like your subjects, you should deny the benefits given to them.

Then I must stand up and advise my father not to make the same mistake again."

He looked at his son's firm voice, not allowing him to argue.

Zhu Yuanzhang showed a genuine smile from his heart, turned his head to look at Empress Ma, and at the same time raised his finger and pointed at Zhu Biao and said.

"Look, sister, is this our son? Why do I feel like he is the emperor and I am just an emperor emeritus?"

"Nonsense! How can you want to be the emperor before you can even manage the government?"

Hearing his father's joke, Zhu Biao felt speechless.

He couldn't remember how many times his father had spoken nonsense.

Anyway, ever since he dared to face up to the resistance, Zhu Yuanzhang has been trying to make him appear in this state frequently.

After all, it was Zhu Yuanzhang. If it were any other emperor, he would have been deposed from his position long ago.

"Sister, actually I did it on purpose, I just wanted to see if Biao'er would bow to me.

In the past, we were not good and always put too much pressure on Biaoer.

Then he quarreled with the girl. Now, we can see the emperor's appearance in Biaoer!
We believe that he will be a good emperor in the future.

Biaoer, in the near future, the throne will be yours.

From now on, Xiongying will be able to become the crown prince from the crown prince!"

As he spoke, Zhu Yuanzhang began to make Zhu Xiongying happy again.

Zhu Xiongying chuckled, not knowing why the adult world was so complicated.

Make the atmosphere around not too serious.

When Zhu Yuanzhang saw Zhu Xiongying, he thought of the cowpox issue, and he also handed this matter over to Zhu Biao.

As for the progress, he hasn't asked yet, but I'll take this opportunity to bring it up.

"In reply to your Majesty, after Yang Chen mentioned the cowpox issue to us, I arranged for my subordinates to handle it shortly afterwards.

Dai Sigong, the director of the Imperial Medical Bureau, personally went to the south to look for cattle infected with smallpox.

After spending nearly ten days searching, they finally found a cow infected with smallpox.

So Dai Sigong led his imperial doctors and his disciples to carry out the cowpox experiment mentioned by Yang Chen in the south.

It will take some time to know whether cowpox is effective.”

Dai Sigong, whose courtesy name was Yuanli and pseudonym was Suzhai, was a native of Pujiang. He was intelligent and studious since childhood and was proficient in medicine. He later became Zhu Danxi's favorite student and inherited his true medical skills.

His medical skills were superb and his reputation spread far and wide. During the Hongwu period, he was recruited as an imperial physician and was highly regarded by Zhu Yuanzhang.

After the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, Dai Sigong became the highest official in the Imperial Medical Service.

The envoy of the court!

Although his rank was not high, he was in charge of all the imperial doctors in the palace, and many nobles treated him with courtesy.

I want to find someone to discuss extending my life.

"Why is he in the south? Why not bring this matter back to the capital? We are also curious about whether this cowpox is useful or not?"

Knowing that the business was actually going to be done in the south, Zhu Yuanzhang subconsciously felt a little worried.

There were still many uprisings in the south, and he was worried that if the cowpox news spread, it would have a bad impact.

"The reason why I asked Dai Sigong to work in the south is because I am concerned about the spread of the cowpox if it gets too close to the capital.

It would cause unnecessary commotion.

Moreover, there was already a small-scale outbreak of smallpox in the south.

If people knew that cowpox could save lives and avoid the scourge of smallpox.

It will be much more convenient for people to get vaccinated against smallpox in the future.”

Zhu Biao told Zhu Yuanzhang everything he had been thinking about, and Zhu Yuanzhang nodded belatedly.

"Yes, Biaoer, you are young, your brain is more flexible than ours, and you think more.

In that case, let's wait for good news in Kyoto."

"One more thing, sister, what do you think should be done about the fourth brother?"

Knowing that the cowpox issue was under their control, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Empress Ma and asked about Zhu Di's conferring of titles on other kings.

Upon hearing this, Empress Ma's face also showed a thoughtful look.

A few days ago, Zhu Yuanzhang mentioned this matter from time to time.

The vassal kings were not within the scope of their own country, but were granted fiefdoms and titles outside the borders of the Ming Dynasty.

Relying on the territory of the Ming Dynasty, the princes were allowed to lead their guards to fight and kill outside.

Such a plan to crown a king is completely unprecedented.

If Zhu Yuanzhang hadn't mentioned it, Empress Ma would never have even heard of it.

"We all know the abilities of the fourth brother, but the third brother is not bad either. If the fourth brother can be the first to go outside the Ming territory to conduct conquests,

Not only can it enhance our national prestige, but it can also expand the territory of the Ming Dynasty.

But where to go is the big question.

Not only is the north cold, but there are also the old people of the Northern Yuan Dynasty. Their Yuan court is still there, and compared to the Ming Dynasty, they have a lot more territory.

And the horses are tall, so once they realize they can't beat us, they'll run away.

As soon as we relaxed our guard, they came back and were very difficult to catch.

It would be a good plan to let the fourth brother capture a good place, build a city, and use grain to provide work instead of relief.

But now the Ming Dynasty doesn't have so much food, we still need to send ships to the Western world to find the food that Yang Chen mentioned. "Reading this, Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and asked Zhu Biao what he meant.

"Biao'er, you see, your mother and I are thinking the same thing.

It is always true that food and fodder must be prepared before troops move, but I still want to hear your opinion."

“From what I have seen, we have never seen potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn, and cocoa, and we have no idea what they look like.

But we must obtain these four kinds of grains. The first three can be given to the people, and Yang Chen said that the last one can be given after fermentation and baking.

Can be turned into a food called chocolate.

This kind of food does not need to be heated before it can be eaten, and you won’t feel tired if you eat a little.

It is most suitable for use as food during battles in the north, preventing soldiers from starving in the cold weather without fireworks.

I plan to send two fleets, starting from the South Seas, heading west, and then to America via Europe and other Western countries.

I believe that with the shipbuilding capabilities of the Longjiang Tizhusi, a fleet to the West can be built in half a year.

Not only could it spread the news that the Central Plains dynasty had been replaced by the Ming Dynasty, it could also find America, land on the island in advance, and plant the Ming flag.

"Even if someone discovers these islands again and wants to take them for themselves, the Ming Dynasty will be able to destroy their country with a legitimate reason!"

Zhu Biao had thought about the affairs of America many times.

The final decision was to firmly grasp this Feng Shui treasure land.

The Ming Dynasty’s current strength certainly does not have the capability to conduct naval operations across the ocean.

But as long as we can grasp these locations on the map and have food, anyone can occupy the islands in the future for any reason.

The Ming Dynasty also had enough reasons to start a war.

As for sending soldiers to die for no reason.

After listening to Zhu Biao's analysis, Zhu Yuanzhang saw his own shadow in him and even wanted to surpass him.

It is a momentum of moving forward without hesitation, killing gods and Buddhas who stand in the way.

If it were in the past, Zhu Yuanzhang would definitely not allow it, but now!
As Zhu Biao's father, and the one who had built a foundation for Zhu Biao, he was qualified to let Zhu Biao do so!

"Okay! Look, sister, we said Biaoer will be able to do great things in the future."

Queen Ma just sat there with a satisfied smile on her face.

She really likes the feeling of being with her family now, which is more human than before.

"Biao'er is talking about a long-term plan. Before we find food, we can also let the prince go out and gain some experience.

At least let them be mentally prepared.

Otherwise, if they stay in the fiefdom all day doing nothing, not only will their talents be wasted.

It is also easy to breed some inappropriate thoughts.

Just like the second brother, he should have been an excellent prince, but he committed such a heinous crime.

I am very worried that the third child will follow in his elder brother’s footsteps.”

Upon hearing this, both the father and son expressed their affirmation.

Zhu Chong's actions had completely angered Zhu Yuanzhang and Empress Ma. They never expected that their son, whom they had high hopes for, would do such a cruel thing.

It is really a shame to the world.

As an older brother, Zhu Biao hated his younger brother even more.

Since my future self has already made the wrong move of protecting the other party.

Now he will definitely not make the same mistake again.

They must be severely punished! Otherwise, they will not only harm themselves, but also the other party.

“What mother said is right. My brothers are in the territory of Ming Dynasty all day long. After a long time, their sharp claws will become useless.

Letting them go out will not only deter the enemy, but also let the people on the border of the Ming Dynasty know that the Ming Dynasty has not forgotten them.

Even if they live on the border, there are still people guarding them and letting them live a good life!"

Since his son already had a plan, Zhu Yuanzhang naturally agreed with it.

“In that case, let you take care of these things, Biaoer.

In the future, you don’t need to report where your brothers will go to fight, and you can decide how many troops to give them.”

At this moment, Zhu Biao's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that his father would actually give him the military power.

This is really unexpected.

Since ancient times, whoever holds military power has the power to speak.

Previously, he only had the power to command the three guards of the Eastern Palace, but now Zhu Yuanzhang gave him the power to mobilize troops, which was beyond the scope of management of an ordinary prince.

"Your son, obey your command!"

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Biao expressed his attitude seriously.

"it is good!"

Suddenly, Queen Ma shouted "OK" happily.

At the same time, they clapped their hands and happily enjoyed everything that was happening in front of them.

"Girl, what are you doing?"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at his wife with confusion.

"You two can open your hearts and speak your mind. If you could always get along in this way, I would have less trouble.

I have told you many times before that Biaoer's excellence far exceeds your and my expectations.

I have reminded you many times that when dealing with Biaoer, you must not treat him like a king and his subject, because he is your son.

Is there anything a father can’t just tell his son?
You see, Biaoer has his own ideas. Although these ideas are radical, it is undeniable that once the goals are achieved, it will be beneficial to the Ming Dynasty with no harm.

If Yang Chen can become the first foreign minister of the court in the future, I believe Biaoer can accomplish something far beyond your and my imagination.

I also believe that my son, Ma Xiuying, will become an emperor who surpasses all the emperors in the past thousand years.

The future of the world will belong to the young people!"

Queen Ma's bold words instantly brought the atmosphere to a climax.

"Father is mighty!"

Zhu Xiongying opened his black eyes wide and waved his hands to cheer for his father.

Zhu Biao, who was already in his twenties, also felt a little shy at this moment.

He didn't expect that his mother had so much confidence in him.

"Mother, I dare not be too arrogant. Only future events can reveal what the future holds."

"Good, good, you didn't get cocky even after being praised. You are worthy of being my son!"

Zhu Biao's shyness not only did not disappoint Empress Ma, but instead she praised him again and then turned to scold Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Look at you! You used to be so big and strong, but you got carried away after I praised you twice. Fortunately, Biaoer was sensible and learned from me.

Otherwise, if I follow you and learn bad things, who knows what I will become."

"No! Sister! How can there be someone like you? After all, I am also a founding emperor.

Emperor Hongwu, who worked hard to govern the country, please at least give me some face in front of your grandson."

"You have to earn your own face!"

Zhu Yuanzhang: "."

The family was having a great time. Zhu Biao felt very happy watching his mother and father joking together.

I don't know when this happened, but the frequency of this happened has increased.

It seemed to start from the appearance of Yang Chen.

He admitted that Yang Chen was indeed very ruthless and they couldn't get along with each other for too long, otherwise once the other party got excited, he would dare to tell anything.

Either someone dies, or there is a big problem with the existing policy.

But it is undeniable that since Yang Chen appeared, the relationship between him and his parents has gradually returned to the happy times they once were.

Even though he was being teased, there was no sign of complaint on Lao Zhu's face. Instead, he smiled with his eyes narrowed, looking very happy.

That is a smile that comes from genuine happiness within the heart.

"Oh, by the way, Father, I almost forgot something and I want to talk to you about it."

Suddenly thinking of Yang Chen, Zhu Biao told Lao Zhu that the other party wanted to summon the alchemists in the imperial prison.

Upon hearing what was said, Zhu Yuanzhang's face froze for a moment, and then he thought deeply.

"Huh? There are so many people he doesn't use, why does he only use those alchemists who made mistakes?

Did he tell you what happened?"

"No, he sent someone to inform Big Brother, but we had previously allowed him to mobilize some of the guards, but we did not mention the prisoners in the Imperial Prison.

Therefore, my elder brother was unsure and sent someone to tell me.

The Imperial Prison is full of serious criminals, and I cannot make a decision without consulting the Emperor, so I am thinking of discussing this with him."

It was Zhu Yuanzhang's original intention to arrange for Yang Chen to leave the palace. He just wanted some peace and quiet.

At the same time, see if Yang Chen is lying.

For this reason, when the other party left, he also promised them a lot of special powers, basically giving them money and people.

In order not to attract other people's attention, he asked the other party to move to a more remote mansion.

There are basically no officials living in those places.

Unexpectedly, Yang Chen needed a large number of alchemists in the imperial prison right now, which was beyond his expectation.

"Girl, what do you think? Is this guy trying to make some elixir of immortality?"

In the imperial prison, these alchemists were imprisoned because they were obsessed with refining elixirs and brought harm to many people.

It is normal for Lao Zhu to have this guess.

But Queen Ma chose to believe Yang Chen.

“He must have his reasons for doing this. As for the elixir of life, Yang Chen once said that this thing is a scam.

I think it has something to do with the request you made to him.

In this case, why not let Biaoer go and find out?"

Queen Ma did not trust Yang Chen for no reason, but because of his words and deeds since his appearance.

You cannot use common sense to judge, otherwise you will definitely get a surprising result.

"Father, I haven't seen Yang Chen for several days. If that's the case, why don't you let me go out and find out what the other party wants from an alchemist."

After just a moment's thought, Zhu Yuanzhang agreed to Zhu Biao's request.

"Okay, in that case, then you, Biaoer, will go there in person.

Remember, you must find out what he wants to do if he wants to do something crazy.

Biaoer, you should know what to do."

Just by the tone, Zhu Biao concluded that his father was probably somewhat unhappy.

"My son knows."

Seeing the other party's assurance, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't pay much attention to it.

He lowered his head and continued to play with his grandson. After a while, he took Zhu Xiongying to see the sleeping Zhu Yunhuan.

The next day.

The morning sun shines on the magnificent palace.

The prince wore a black gauze hat with broken wings, a luxurious brocade robe, a jade belt around his waist, a sachet of perfume hanging from his waist, and leather boots on his feet.

Walk straight towards the chariot pulled by four horses.

The carriage was inlaid with gems and had curtains hanging lightly. After he sat firmly, the carriage slowly drove out of the palace gate.

Start heading south.

For this trip, Zhu Yuanzhang originally wanted him to be more high-profile and sit in the prince's dragon chariot.

This will deter those who think that the prince only knows how to sit in the palace and handle government affairs.

However, Zhu Biao thought it was inappropriate, as high-profile travel would affect people's daily lives.

The reason is simple, because this time it is not a business trip, but a private matter.

Therefore, Zhu Biao's entourage, apart from the coachman who drove the carriage, consisted only of guards who protected him secretly.

Soon, the carriage, driven by the coachman, arrived not far from the gate of Yang Chen's mansion.

“It turns out that Brother Yang lives in this place.

Shen Wansan was indeed a businessman who once owned half of the wealth in Jiangnan. This mansion was just a drop in the bucket for him, yet he was so extravagant.

I can’t imagine how amazing other places would be.”

Zhu Biao just managed to stand steady on the stairs.

But then he heard a loud noise coming from the direction of the mansion.

Boom! ! !
It was like the roar of an ancient beast waking up from its slumber.

Zhu Biao almost lost his balance and was shocked by the noise.

The sound reached the horizon and continued to echo.

Faced with the commotion, the people around stopped where they were, gathered together and pointed at the distance.

"Oh my! Where does this Mr. Yang come from? Is he a god? He makes a fuss every now and then. Is he going to let people live like this all day long?"

"Don't lie to him behind his back, Mr. Yang's identity is very mysterious.

A few days ago, Ergou next door saw with his own eyes a general from the imperial court in armor standing in front of his door.

You are just a commoner, and you dare to discuss him behind his back? If he hears you, he will cut off your tongue!"

"Is this true? Wasn't this place the residence of a wealthy businessman? How did it suddenly become the residence of an important figure in the imperial court?"

"Nonsense! This rich businessman has offended the emperor. With so much money in his hands, it would be strange if his property was not confiscated."

Everyone was talking about it, which aroused Zhu Biao's curiosity.

So he walked forward and prepared to find someone to ask.

However, he did not expect that the crowd would move away from him due to his gorgeous clothes, and only a lone Taoist priest was caught by him.

"Master, I wonder when did the person living here start making such a commotion?"

The middle-aged man in a Taoist robe that dragged on the ground looked Zhu Biao up and down, his eyes full of materialism and vigilance.

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to intend to speak immediately, Zhu Biao took out a silver ingot from his pocket.

In an instant, the person who had just retreated saw the silver and instantly regretted his behavior of retreating, wishing he could break his thigh.

"Damn it! If I had known I wouldn't leave, who would have thought I could actually make so much money!"

When he saw an ingot of silver being handed to him, the Taoist priest told him everything he knew.

"My lord! You don't know that the owner of this mansion moved in seven days ago. Everything was fine for the first three days, but from the fourth day on, there were noises from time to time.

Each time, it got bigger and bigger, but the officials couldn't control him."

"How could that be? The court has a rule that you cannot disturb other people's rest before the Mao hour, during the Wu hour, or after the Wu hour.

If he disobeys, how can the government do anything to him?"

Hearing this, the Taoist immediately became even more bitter.

"Oh, young master! You don't know that the owner of this mansion is very smart and will not make any noise within the specified time."

(End of this chapter)