The fierce grandson of the Ming Dynasty

on the bed.

Upon hearing her grandmother's voice, Zhu Xiong Ying's eyelashes trembled twice, and then she opened her large, clear eyes.

It rolled around left and right.

They then scanned the interior of the palace.

Old Zhu's figure had already vanished without a trace.

He felt a sense of relief and looked up, saying, "Grandmother, Grandfather hasn't noticed, has he?"

Empress Ma picked up a pillow and placed it behind her beloved grandson's back, then pulled the quilt up a little higher to keep him warm, saying, "Your imperial grandfather's soul is always on court affairs; how could he care about such details?"

"But today, you really scared your grandmother!"

"However, with your idea, your grandfather should have come to his senses by now..."

When Zhu Xiong Ying left the palace that morning, he saw a group of people kneeling on the ground outside the Meridian Gate and realized that this was no ordinary person!

Someone had deliberately caused trouble!

In recent days.

As the investigation into corruption deepened, Zhu, in his pursuit of efficiency, became somewhat blinded by greed, implicating many unrelated individuals.

If you insist on going your own way and things go wrong in the end, then you will lose more than you gain!

Rather than being passive, we should make a big effort to uncover the mastermind and resolve the hidden dangers as soon as possible, so that we can focus on the subsequent restoration of people's livelihoods.

Therefore, he deliberately fainted inside the mausoleum.

One of the objectives was to lure Zhu Yuanzhang to the Kunning Palace, where Empress Ma would then intervene and persuade or enlighten him.

As for who the mastermind is, he's not worried that Old Zhu won't be able to find out...

It seems to have worked very well, and it even earned it a reputation for filial piety!

When Empress Ma praised him, he was full of praise.

Zhu Xiong Ying said, "This is all thanks to my grandmother; I did nothing!"

"However, Grandmother, you promised to grant your grandson's two wishes..."

Empress Ma patted her head and smiled indulgently, "Don't worry, Grandmother remembers everything!"

"One of them wants the Chang family's land, near Zhongshan, to build a comprehensive university!"

"The other is to find some craftsmen to design and manufacture some firearms based on your ingenious ideas!"

"These things aren't a big deal. Your grandmother will talk to your grandfather about them when he has some free time..."

These two points were the result of Zhu Xiong Ying's careful consideration.

The former, once developed, can cultivate practical talents for the Ming Dynasty and incidentally conduct research in agronomy and other fields.

If the latter could produce advanced firearms and cannons, it would directly enhance the strength of the Ming army!

Indeed.

He still has many ideas that need to be put into practice step by step.

But for now, given my age and abilities, it's enough to get these two things done!

Zhu Xiong Ying sincerely praised, "Grandmother, you are so kind! You love your grandson the most!"

Upon hearing this, Empress Ma said with pity, "Grandmother knows you, Xiong Ying, are intelligent and precocious, and have a kind heart!"

"But you're still young, so don't overwork yourself! Like I've said before, if anything happens, tell your grandmother!"

"As long as Grandma is here, she will protect you well..."

"Also, your maternal uncle from the Lan family will be back the day after tomorrow. Since your imperial grandfather has given his permission, you will accompany your father to greet him. Stand beside your father and learn from him!"

"Grandmother, I have remembered!"

When the topic turned to Lan Yu, who was about to return to Beijing, Zhu Xiong Ying echoed her sentiments with a sense of anticipation.

My memories of the past are already somewhat blurred.

I wonder what General Lan, who is known for his bravery in the army, looks like.

Is he seven feet tall and has a large, muscular build?

Fortunately, in a couple of days, I will be able to see this extraordinary person in person!

The next day.

Because Zhu Xiong Ying was "ill," she did not go to the Great Hall, but stayed in the Kunning Palace to accompany her grandmother, Empress Ma.

In the imperial court, Zhu Yuanzhang ordered the Embroidered Uniform Guard to follow the clues and, in just one night, uncover the general situation.

It turns out that the group behind this trouble was actually the Jiangnan gentry!

He hadn't even come looking for them yet, and these people had already shown up on their own initiative. They were practically asking for it!

Having come up with an idea, Old Zhu's method was simple and brutal: to wipe out and kill...

At the same time, another thought arose in his mind and gradually gained the upper hand.

It was none other than the relocation of the capital!

Zhu Yuanzhang had thought about this as early as ten years ago.

They believed that Yingtian Prefecture lacked the aura of a king, which was not conducive to the integration of the country and long-term stability.

Furthermore, although Jiangnan is the richest place in the world, its population, army, and government all depend on local supplies.

If anything changes, we will be in a dangerous situation!

Now that everything is happening, it seems like my predictions have come true, so how can I feel at ease?

The capital city.

As the corruption cases involving six departments gradually entered deeper waters, the guillotine began to fall on wealthy and powerful families, and its reach extended throughout the world.

A person stepped into Yingtian Prefecture, which he had not visited for a long time.

He is none other than Marquis Yongchang, Lan Yu!

……

March 15th.

early morning.

Inside the imperial city, Zhu Xiong Ying got up early, changed into ordinary clothes, and ate breakfast before heading to the East Palace.

At the beginning of Chen Shi (7-9 AM), after meeting up with Biao'er's father, they were accompanied by many officials and nobles, and headed to the outskirts of the city.

During this time, the father and son were sitting in a large sedan chair.

Even while picking up his adoptive father, he couldn't stay idle after discovering his father's situation, as he also had to process official documents.

It is clear that being an emperor or a crown prince is a year-round, grueling job!

It's nowhere near as comfortable as being a prince!

Zhu Xiong Ying sighed, then remained quiet and undisturbed.

I don't know how long it took.

The welcoming party had already left Chaoyang Gate and was not far from Longjiang Post Station.

Zhu Biao put down the documents and saw his eldest son perched by the window, curiously peering outside.

He rubbed his aching wrist as he asked, "How is Ying'er feeling? Is she still feeling unwell?"

The wife fainted upon learning that her beloved son was paying respects at the memorial service.

No matter how composed this Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty was, he could not help but lose his composure when anxious.

Until Empress Ma sent a letter.

The anxiety that had been hanging over me finally subsided.

Zhu Xiong Ying turned around upon hearing this and said, "Replying to Father, it was the other day that the Empress Dowager had the Imperial Kitchen prepare chicken soup. After eating it, I felt much better!"

"You're full of energy now and don't feel unwell at all. On the contrary, you must remember to go to bed early and get up early..."

He saw that his eldest son was advising him.

Zhu Biao said helplessly, "Fine! Father understands!"

A few breaths passed.

Upon spotting her beloved son, she looked outside again, her delicate brows furrowed.

This piqued Zhu Biao's curiosity.

Unconsciously, she followed her eldest son's gaze and looked outside.

He often represented his father, the emperor, to observe the people's conditions in the capital and Zhili.

I've traveled this road out of the city countless times.

Including today, nothing unusual has been found!

"Ying'er, what are you looking at?"

When Zhu Xiong Ying heard his father's question, he acted like a little adult and sighed, "Father, our Ming Dynasty is too poor!"

"Moreover, this is the capital city, the most virtuous place..."

A word from me.

It was also Zhu Xiong Ying's subconscious exclamation after looking at the low mud-brick thatched roofs and narrow roads from a modern perspective.

Zhu Biao's eyes flickered slightly. After thinking for a moment, he stroked his beard and said, "Oh? In Ying'er's opinion, what would a prosperous and powerful Ming Dynasty look like?"

Zhu Xiong Ying's spirits lifted.

Biao'er's dad finally asked the right person!

We're going to make a big promise!