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Chapter 438 Father and Son Discussion
"Just change your clothes and go."

Qianqing Palace.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." Yu Yi came in from the door and said beamingly, "Your Highness has arrived."

"Let him come in for dinner." Emperor Zhu signaled his servants to set up the table and chopsticks: "Please come in."

Zhu Biao changed into clean clothes, and felt that his appearance was tidied up, which was absolutely decent.

He strode into the hall.Seeing his father eating, he smiled and said, "Father."

"Come, remember bitterness and think sweet." Emperor Zhu motioned Zhu Biao to sit down.

No need to look, Zhu Biao knows which wild vegetables they are.

That's right, wild vegetables.

In order to tell the children and grandchildren that the outside world is hard, it is specially stipulated that there must be wild vegetables and coarse grains eaten by the common people in the imperial meal.

What if there are no wild vegetables in winter?This is not a problem for Lao Zhu, he asked Sinong Temple to steam all the wild vegetables, dry them, and make them into dried vegetables.

Or pickle with salt.

Zhu Biao sat down and was not happy at all when he saw eight or nine plates of green vegetables.

Bitter root, bitter leaf, dandelion, dandelion seedlings, jujube sprouts, asparagus, dried bitter melon, almonds and alfalfa...

Historically, historians recorded that there were other bitter vegetables in the imperial meal list in the early Ming Dynasty.

Well, I must give Zhu Yunchi some of the bitter vegetables that I ate, and my son must eat twice as much of the bitter vegetables that my father ate.Zhu Biao ate bitter vegetables, thinking silently in his heart, so that he could be psychologically balanced.

After a meal, Zhu Biao's face turned green.

Of course, it's not that the fish in my house is green, it's because there are too many bitter vegetables.

Usually there are one or two dishes, but today there are eight or nine dishes. The key is that Lao Zhu is very enthusiastic about clipping for himself!
He could only eat it all.

Eight or nine dishes, two people can't finish it.

According to the custom, in order to save money, Lao Zhu gave the leftovers to the servants.

Historically, in the late Ming Dynasty, the emperor would directly reward some of the most favored imperial celebrities with imperial meals.

Many of the imperial meals are dishes that have not been touched with chopsticks, and they are rewarded directly.

For example, Emperor Apocalypse's wet nurse, Hakka.In addition to gold, silver, money and silk, at three o'clock every day, they are given with imperial food.Sometimes when the Hakka family goes out of the palace to live in a foreign residence, the imperial meal will also be given to them.

Look at this old woman making a fool of herself.That guy Tianqi gave too much honor to Keshi.If this is Zhu Biao, give Keshi a plate of toenails to taste.

By the end of the Ming Dynasty, wealthy businessmen and gentry officials in Suzhou could spend hundreds of taels of silver for a meal.

In the area of ​​Suzhou and Hangzhou, there are not only many literati and scholars, but also the best cooks in the world.

Shark fins and monkey brains are made by them for these people to eat.

This is not counted. In the later period, merchants and rich gentry officials, on the Lantern Festival in Nanzhili and Beizhili, a lantern that they had inscribed was worth thousands of taels.

These are the means by which officials and gentry intersect and fight for wealth.

The people are indeed hungry bark and grass roots, and they have to bear taxes, so they will naturally rebel.

Responded to the sentence: rich wine and meat stinks, and the road is frozen to death.

Seeing Zhu Biao's background in a daze, Zhu Yuanzhang tapped Zhu Biao's head with his hand: "What do you think, tell us."

He talked for a long time, but the kid didn't seem to hear it. "Tell us about it."

"My son is... thinking about the land." Zhu Biao bit the bullet and made up.

Unexpectedly, Lao Zhu broke the casserole and asked the end.

Zhu Biao had no choice but to smile and said, "I'm thinking about one thing. Yesterday I saw the memorials sent by the Suzhou and Yangzhou governments saying that there are a lot of tidal flats. I plan to let the Huangming Guards in various places arrange it. Put these mudflats away The wasteland is sorted out."

Now that it's autumn, the health hall doesn't have to urge the people to collect and sell grain, and everything is safe and sound.

In the past two years, Weiguan has recruited a lot of idle people from all over the country to form farm associations, which specialize in inspecting and managing the fields of various prefectures.

The imperial court gave them money to support them every month, and they didn't need it for nothing. They went to level the barren rocks and tidal flats while they had nothing to do.

The stones were piled up, and when the water conservancy project was repaired, it happened to be stone materials.

After Zhu Biao finished speaking, Lao Zhu didn't pick out any faults, he just asked him how the iron footman was.

The iron footmen were hired separately by various post offices in Ming Dynasty, and detailed information was registered.

In addition to escorting the guests, Zhu Biao also helped carry the burden and salute. Zhu Biao asked the Ming Commercial Bureau to give them the title of "Iron Footman".

Seeing that the atmosphere was good, Zhu Biao proposed that the generals who teach the frontier army, the Beijing army, and the military academy should be replaced every year.

When mentioning that the generals are changed every year, Emperor Zhu mentioned the army in Beiping Prefecture: "The last time we inspected from Shanxi and Beiping, the overall situation is very good. It's just that you should go and see it."

"Dad mean?"

"There are some things you need to understand. You can't sit in the palace and listen to them." Emperor Zhu touched his chin and said, "By the way, go to Xi'an and Beiping to take a good look. Taiyuan and Kaifeng, we always feel that disasters happen every year." Unexpected, more maintenance."

This is to investigate the land of the capital.

It should also be considered that it is about a year and a half away from Zheng He and the others going to sea. The Jiangnan area is rich and prosperous, and it is easy for people to enjoy it comfortably.

Beiping Mansion, which used to be the capital of the Yuan Dynasty.

Xi'an Mansion, the seat of the Han and Tang Dynasties.

It can radiate Mongolia, Ning, Gan, Sichuan and Chongqing, Hu, Shanxi and Henan.

Lao Zhu's stroke is also normal within the range.

In the future, he will definitely attack the Russian old man and those Western ghosts.

"The military academy in Beiping Prefecture, you go in person."

Zhu Biao nodded.

Since Li Wenzhong went there last time, he brought Tang Ding back from Beiping and arranged him in the Maritime Affairs Bureau, but he never went there seriously.

"I still want to go early next year. In the past few months, I have to arrange the flintlock guns of the National Academy of Scholars and the spinning machine. I need to make arrangements."

"We heard that you are training the servant?"

Training?Lao Zhu's words are always so sexy.Zhu Biao said with a smile: "There is such a thing."

"Then teach them well. In this way, the Eastern Palace will not have enough manpower, and some things can be arranged for them to do, but there are some government affairs, we hope you will not let them intervene."

Emperor Zhu still disliked eunuchs interfering in government affairs as always.

Zhu Biao nodded: "Follow the instruction."

He must go to the north, and he has to see for himself the life of the people there.

If he became the emperor, it would be fine to stay in the palace all day, but Lao Zhu would do a lot of things again, and it often seemed boring.

Now that he has time, he wants to go there more, but he hopes to have more experience like Yongzheng.

When going out, Zhu Biao stood on the tower in front of Qianqing Gate, overlooking the servants, maids, and guards who were sweeping and walking.

Several months passed, and Zhu Biao stood on the imperial city again on the day when it snowed heavily on New Year's Eve, looking at the snow-covered city of Nanjing.

"Your Highness, should we go back? It's snowing heavily." Xiao Huangmen stood behind and reminded.

Zhu Biao glanced at him and said, "Go to the back and wait quietly."

"Yes." Xiao Huangmen scratched his head, stood behind Zhu Biao, and stopped talking.

"You go, let Han Yike prepare the big boat going north, we will take the boat to Beiping Mansion, and prepare a set of servant clothes for Prince Xu."

Xiao Huangmen nodded: "I will arrange it now, servant girl."

"Slow down, you go to the navy and call Zhao Yunsheng."

This year's New Year's Eve was relatively deserted, and Zhu Di and the others did not come back. Zhu Biao took people to give condolences to the sailors a few days ago.

The affairs in Beijing and China are almost handled, and they are about to go north.

No matter where you go, you always have to take care of your own safety, except for your own woman who is reliable, and that is Zhao Yunsheng, the head of the Navy appointed by him.

He is worthy of his trust.

　Ask for a ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)