The fierce grandson of the Ming Dynasty

"To be honest, Father, in my opinion, a prosperous and strong Ming Dynasty should be one where every household can live in a tiled house, everyone can have enough to eat, have thick clothes to wear in winter, and be able to go to school and learn to read..."

"The official roads in various places are wide and flat, and they connect in all directions."

"The Ming army was strong and well-equipped, there was no war in various places, and the barbarians at home and abroad were subdued..."

Zhu Xiong Ying spoke clearly, simply expressing her vision of a peaceful and prosperous world.

But to Crown Prince Zhu Biao, it was utter nonsense.

First of all, the Ming Dynasty had only been established for a little over ten years and had just emerged from chaos. Its vitality had not yet recovered, so how could it possibly ensure that everyone was well-fed and clothed?

Secondly, the remnants of the Northern Yuan dynasty were eyeing the coast with covetous intent, and Japanese pirates frequently raided the coastal areas, indicating that peace and tranquility were still a long way off!

Furthermore, rampant corruption in both the government and the public makes reform of the bureaucracy an urgent matter...

The internal and external troubles involved are far more complex than can be summarized in a single sentence.

He shook his head and said, "Ying'er's heart is a blessing to all people! But given the current situation... it's truly beyond our reach!"

Inside the sedan chair.

After Zhu Xiong Ying finished speaking, he noticed that Biao'er's father sighed and suddenly fell silent, becoming somewhat withdrawn.

He knew the reason perfectly well, so he quickly moved aside, straightened his back, and said, "As the ancients said, 'Where there's a will, there's a way!'"

"Dad, there's always a way! Nothing is impossible!"

"Back in the day, my grandfather started with just a bowl; who would have thought he would become the supreme ruler?"

"Therefore, as long as we remain steadfast in our beliefs and take it one step at a time to resolve issues related to land, economy, and military affairs, I believe that in our lifetime we will witness a prosperous era where all nations pay tribute!"

With him as a physical extension.

As long as three generations of a family work together, what is there to worry about in not succeeding?

However, Biao'er's father fell into a common-sense trap.

I desperately need a bowl of chicken soup to open my mind...

Upon hearing this, Zhu Biao's body jolted violently.

Looking at her beloved son, whose eyes were shining brightly, she felt ashamed.

Then he thought of how difficult it was for his father to establish the Ming Dynasty.

The original intention of entrusting him with the power of the court was to ensure that the country would become prosperous and strong under his leadership!

But in the end, he, as the father, was not as decisive as his son!

Zhu Biao composed himself, his eyes gleaming, and smiled, "Ying'er is right. Man can conquer nature, and anything is possible with human effort. I believe that one day, the prosperous era you spoke of will surely arrive!"

Zhu Xiong Ying was certain in her heart.

good good!

Biao'er's dad has finally woken up!

His words weren't wasted!

The moment this thought crossed his mind, the carriage came to a complete stop.

Xu Zengshou announced from outside, "Your Highness! We have arrived at Longjiang Post Station!!"

"Um!"

Upon hearing the news, Zhu Biao stepped down from his sedan chair and greeted the accompanying ministers and nobles.

Zhu Xiong Ying followed behind, learning the mannerisms quite well.

While waiting.

I saw Biao'er's father and a few old men, engrossed in a classical Chinese conversation.

He slipped away quietly, went to Xu Zengshou's side, tugged at his sleeve, and said, "Uncle Xu, how has Grandpa Xu been feeling these days?"

Last year, Xu Da developed carbuncles on his back.

Old Zhu heard this.

I was deeply worried when I saw my old comrade-in-arms, the Great Wall of the Ming Dynasty, the first meritorious general of the founding of the country, fall ill!

He hurriedly sent Xu Huizu with an imperial edict to Beiping to bring the person back to the capital to recuperate.

Since the beginning of the year, Xu Da has been using the plaster he had prepared at the Imperial Medical Academy, and his condition has improved.

Last month, with Old Zhu's approval, he made a special trip to the Duke of Wei's residence, ostensibly to offer condolences, but in reality to check on the recovery progress.

Now, a month has passed, and I wonder how the illness has progressed...

The day before yesterday, he wanted to ask Xu Laosan.

But with my talkative uncle Chang Mao around, I haven't been able to find an opportunity!

Xu Zengshou, dressed in armor and holding his sword hilt, was on guard at the perimeter.

Turning his head, he discovered that the eldest grandson of the emperor had silently crept up to him.

A rare smile appeared on his usually composed face as he bowed and clasped his hands in thanks, saying, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness! My father has fully recovered, and just a few days ago he was still talking about Your Highness..."

Zhu Xiong Ying sighed, "Alas, to be honest, Uncle Xu, I miss Grandpa Xu very much too. In ten days or half a month, I will tell Grandpa Huang that I will definitely visit him again!"

Xu Zengshou said in a formal tone, "The Duke's Mansion eagerly awaits Your Highness's arrival!"

Zhu Xiong Ying helped her up and offered further encouragement.

He turned around, intending to look for Li Zengzhi in front of him.

Why is Li Jinglong, the second daughter who loves to join in the fun, nowhere to be seen today?

Tick!

A man wearing a felt hat and light armor rode up from a distance.

After dismounting, he knelt on one knee without hesitation and loudly proclaimed, "Reporting to Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

"The troops led by Marquis Yongchang have now reached a distance of ten li, their banners unfurled, and their generals are following. They will soon arrive at the official pavilion. Please give your instructions, Your Highness!"

Zhu Biao looked around and nodded, saying, "The Marquis of Yongchang has returned; prepare to welcome him!"

"yes!"

coming!

finally come!

They learned of Lan Yu by the time they arrived, they were already ten miles away.

Zhu Xiong Ying's face was flushed, not from the cold, but from excitement.

I'm finally going to see General Lan!

This was his maternal uncle, who was the brother-in-law of his maternal grandfather Chang Yuchun, just like his maternal grandfather.

He was always the first to charge into battle, possessing both wisdom and courage.

Super generals like Wei Qing and Huo Qubing!

During the later years of the Hongwu reign, if he hadn't been executed, he and a group of generals would have all survived.

If his fourth uncle, Zhu Di, were to launch another Jingnan campaign, would he necessarily win?

Just as everyone lined up and craned their necks to look around...

On the distant official road, a cloud of dust was first raised, followed by the deafening sound of horses' hooves.

Da da da!

Looking up again, a line of cavalry, like a black dragon, sped towards us!

On the flagpole at the very front, the three gilded characters "Marquis of Yongchang" are prominently displayed.

Zhu Xiong Ying composed himself.

We're closer now.

The leading figure slowly came into view.

He was tall and strong, with thick eyebrows and large eyes. He wore a helmet, armor, and a long sword at his waist...

His appearance and demeanor were even more outstanding than I had imagined!

Click!

They were still five zhang away from Crown Prince Zhu Biao.

Lan Yu acted swiftly and decisively, leaping off his horse and unfastening his sword, handing it to his personal guard.

A pair of sharp eyes looked at the Crown Prince with great respect.

After they moved aside, they saw the young man looking over curiously from the side.

He was momentarily dazed.

Is this the eldest grandson of the emperor?

Our grand-nephew?

It's been so many years, he's grown into a little man!

She was no longer the little child who cried in his arms back then.

It grows longer and more open.

Look at those eyebrows and eyes, they seem to be cut from the same mold as my niece, Chang!

But that handsome face of his does resemble His Majesty's!

The ears resemble those of an empress...

Looking at her grandnephew, Lan Yu felt even closer to him, and her eyes filled with tenderness and affection.

At this moment, he was no longer the invincible warrior on the battlefield who could kill anyone who stood in his way.

He was a real, flesh-and-blood great-uncle!

"Your subject, Lan Yu, having received His Majesty's decree, led the soldiers of our Great Ming Dynasty to pacify the tribal chiefs. The mission is now accomplished, and we are returning to the capital! I pay my respects to Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Two steps away, Zhu Biao looked at his brother-in-law in front of him, feeling equally pleased.

He extended his hands, supporting her arm, and said in a kind and considerate tone, "Lord Yongchang, you have had a long and arduous journey! You led your soldiers in fierce battles, securing the territory; your contributions are invaluable to the nation! Please rise, there's no need for such formalities!"

After helping Lan Yu up, he spoke gently to her.

Zhu Biao then looked at his beloved son and said softly, "Ying'er, come and greet your great-uncle!"

Zhu Xiong Ying took a small step forward, quickly bowed, and said, "Xiong Ying greets Uncle, and wishes Uncle a triumphant return!"