Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

"No need to look at me like that, what Concubine Rong said is true!"

"If there are any requirements that you cannot meet during the trial production process, you can report it directly to the prefectural government office, and someone will naturally solve it for you as soon as possible."

The weavers' faces became excited. This was undoubtedly a great joy to them!

One of the women bravely stood up.

"Your Majesty, I, Hua Niang, have a favor to ask you!"

"It's okay to speak frankly!"

After getting Zhu Youxiao's consent, Hua Niang cleared her throat and pointed at the weavers.

"Your Majesty, most of these weaving sisters come from different villages. It would be inconvenient for them to travel to the government office, but they would waste unnecessary time on the road."

"So I am so scared. Please, Your Majesty, have someone find a bigger house in the city so that my sisters and I can stay there temporarily."

"It would be best if Your Majesty could send someone to inform the families of these women, so that they don't have to worry about it at home."

"This is the only way to ensure that new silk threads can be developed at the fastest speed."

Zhu Youxiao thought about it for a moment and agreed without hesitation.

The Huang, Liu and other six families had just been searched, and their houses were empty. Not to mention that there were only a few dozen people in front of them, even if there were ten times more, they could be easily arranged.

"I approve your proposal!"

He nodded to Hua Niang, then said to Youtong.

"Go, take these weavers to the Huang family's house to stay temporarily, and buy the best things they need on the market!"

Under the temptation of rewards, these weavers soon settled down in the Huang family's mansion.

Looms are easy to find on the market. That afternoon, the woodworking shop delivered twenty of them.

In addition, the cloth shop also sent all kinds of silk threads, including cotton thread, hemp thread, silk thread, and tempered steel wire.

There were even grocery stores that delivered nitrated fish skins, snake skins, deer tendons, and other items.

At night, the Huang family's courtyard was brightly lit, and all the weavers were racking their brains to think about how to match the weaving materials to meet Zhu Youxiao's requirements.

This only happened in the Ming Dynasty. If it happened in later times, one could easily find a bunch of materials that met the requirements by just randomly searching.

But this is Daming!

There are not all kinds of chemical fibers, only the most original materials.

Zhu Youxiao did not interfere with their divergent thoughts, and similarly, he did not participate in the fishing trip.

When we got back to our residence, the meal was ready.

During these days of free porridge distribution, the two concubines can now cook a good pot of porridge and make a delicious soup.

Seeing him come in, Concubine Rong, Concubine Cheng, and the newly appointed Concubine Qiu all stood up and saluted.

"I respectfully welcome your Majesty!"

"What are you welcoming? Let's eat!"

Zhu Youxiao replied casually.

Upon hearing this, the other palace maids hurried forward to serve.

Lan'er and another palace maid whose name Zhu Youxiao couldn't remember stood on his left and right, holding knives and spoons, and launched an attack on the king crab on the table.

Of course, although they were the ones who peeled the meat, it was Zhu Youxiao and the three concubines who ate the meat in the end.

He glanced at Concubine Qiu, who was still jealous when she saw him.

"How has Qiu'er recovered in the past two days?"

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I am doing fine."

Zhu Youxiao's lips curled up slightly when he heard this.

It's good that she is fine. Now we can put the reproduction plan on the agenda again.

Chapter 144 This seems to be a supplementary prescription?

The next morning, Zhu Youxiao walked out of the door in a swagger.

In the yard, Concubine Rong looked at his refreshed appearance and couldn't help muttering.

"Concubine Cheng, it seems that your maidservant is not very good!"

"Your Majesty is already up at the beginning of the morning. What's going on?"

Concubine Cheng was speechless, but then she understood Concubine Rong's little thoughts and burst out laughing.

"Sister, you are right. I also feel that Qiu'er is a little immature."

Having said that, she turned to look at the several palace maids around Concubine Rong. After taking a good look at them, she pointed at one of them and said.

"Propagating offspring is a major national issue. If you have no objection, let Qingyu and Qiu'er serve His Majesty tonight?"

The palace maid whose name she called out instantly blushed all the way to her ears.

The other palace maids, on the other hand, were filled with envy.

Concubine Rong rolled her eyes at Concubine Cheng and said, "What are you talking about, little sister?"

"This is all for the sake of the dragon species. How could I have any objection?"

"It's just that His Majesty has just recovered from a serious illness. If he works so hard, I'm afraid he will hurt himself again."

Upon hearing this, Concubine Cheng waved to the palace maids, and they tactfully stepped back a distance.

Only then did she lower her voice and speak.

"Sister, I'm going to say something that I shouldn't say. In my opinion, His Majesty is in very good health!"

"Every time my sister has to rest for half a day before she can recover, so my worry is unnecessary!"

"Besides, what do you think this is?"

After saying that, she took out a few sheets of paper from her sleeve and spread them flat on the stone table.

Concubine Rong took a look and couldn't help muttering.

"Cistanche deserticola, Epimedium, Ginseng, Wolfberry..."

“This seems to be a side-replenishing prescription?”

When she understood, her eyes widened suddenly.

"Sister, is this really okay?"

"Stop mending His Majesty's condition!"

Concubine Cheng put the prescription away and said with a smile, "Sister, you may not know that this is a prescription that the Empress specially asked someone to get from Zhang Jingyue before leaving the palace."

"Zhang Jingyue is no ordinary person. I heard that when it comes to warming and nourishing, even the imperial doctors in the Imperial Hospital have to admit he's better than him!"

Concubine Rong frowned and thought for a long time, then called Qingyu over and said to her with a smile.

"Why don't you thank Empress Cheng quickly?"

Qingyu was overjoyed and immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times to Concubine Cheng.

"Your servant Qingyu thanks Her Majesty Chengfei for your help!"

Zhu Youxiao, who had just left the house, had no idea what was happening in the backyard. At this time, he was watching the weavers busy at work in the Wen family's courtyard.

The yard is filled with all kinds of materials.

There were also buckets of unnamed liquids placed under the screen for them to choose from.

The weavers would come from time to time, take a few kinds of silk, and go back to their own houses to try to make new silk threads.

Zhu Youxiao didn't quite understand what was going on. Just when he was about to call someone over to ask, he saw Sun Kangwang running in from outside, sweating profusely.

"Your Majesty, there is a letter from the court!"

After taking the letter he handed over and glancing at it, Zhu Youxiao began to feel depressed.

The letter was written jointly by Prince Xin and Wen Tiren. It did not mention any political affairs at all, but only urged him to return quickly.

The reason was that the New Year was coming soon and the court would give officials a holiday. According to convention, he had to go back and personally distribute the year-end bonuses to the officials...

Go back for the hell!

I went south in person because I was afraid that I would not be able to comfort the victims after the officials went on holiday. Now that the work has not been completed, how can I go back!

He asked someone to bring a pen and paper, quickly wrote down his reply, took out his private seal from his bosom, blew on it with hot breath, and then stamped it heavily on the letter.

"Six hundred miles of rush, deliver it to Prince Xin!"

Looking at Sun Kangwang's back as he turned and left with the letter, Zhu Youxiao laughed unkindly.

"I am very curious about how Wen Tiren and Prince Xin will react after receiving the letter."

"Hahahaha!"

His voice was very loud and he didn't hold back at all, which caused the weavers to look over here, wondering if he had taken the wrong medicine.

After this episode, Zhu Youxiao forgot what he originally wanted to do. After walking around the yard for a few times with his hands behind his back, he left with Youtong and several followers.

Outside the city gate, a new day of porridge distribution has begun.

When Zhu Youxiao came over, Concubine Rong and Concubine Cheng were already standing behind the big pot.

However, what is different from the past is that today’s seafood porridge is so delicious that it will not fall over even if you stick chopsticks into it.

Various kinds of fish, clams, shrimps, crabs and rice were mixed together. Zhu Youxiao could smell the aroma from a long distance away.

"Come on, come on, give me a bowl quickly, my stomach is about to rebel!"

The people didn't dare to have any opinions about the guy who cut in line. Instead, they just looked at him with a smile.

He took the seafood porridge handed to him by Concubine Rong, found a seat in the corner of the porridge stall and sat down, then smiled and said to the people.

"Don't just stand there, hurry up and get your food. If you don't have enough food, please queue up at the back!"

As for whether there would be people from wealthy families coming here to join in the fun, Zhu Youxiao didn't care.

Besides, in such a cold day, wouldn’t it be nice to snuggle in bed with your wife?

Anyway, if there is nothing wrong, he is unwilling to come out...

Not even if there is delicious food!

The fishermen from Yuegang have gone out to sea again. Today, Ma Laoliu is leading the team. The fleet he brought with him has all been transformed into fishing boats in order to catch more fish.

In the afternoon, Sun Kangwang came again.

The matter of disaster relief grain and the matter of Fujian General Yu Zigao have been thoroughly verified!

The four prefectures most severely affected by the drought in southern Fujian are Zhangzhou, Tingzhou, Quanzhou and Yanping.

800,000 dan of disaster relief grain. According to the accounts of the Provincial Administration Commissioner's Office, a total of 600,000 dan of disaster relief grain was allocated to these four states.

In addition to the 170,000 shi of Zhangzhou, Tingzhou received 150,000, Quanzhou 180,000, and Yanping 100,000.

The remaining 200,000 shi were divided among Xinghua Prefecture, Fuzhou Prefecture, Shaozhou Prefecture, Jianning Prefecture and Funing Prefecture.

Xinghua Prefecture was the smallest and was close to the sea, so it received 20,000.

Fuzhou Prefecture, as the seat of government of Fujian Province and the provincial capital, alone controlled 100,000 shi.

Shaowu, Jianning and Funing prefectures received 20,000, 20,000 and 30,000 shi of disaster relief grain respectively.

As expected, less than one-tenth of this grain was distributed to the people!

The rest was intercepted and embezzled by officials involved in various links.

And these intercepted grains eventually fell into the hands of wealthy merchants or gentry, who then sold them to the people at high prices.

In the prefectural office, Zhu Youxiao was looking through the interrogation records handed over by Sun Kangwang, and his nose was almost crooked with anger.

Chapter 145 Your Majesty, I request that all nine clans of Wu Guoshi be executed!

After a stick of incense, Wu Guoshi was taken to the lobby.

Sun Kangwang kicked him hard in the knee and shouted loudly.