Daming: Zhu Yuanzhang cried for Zhu Biao when he picked up vegetables

Among them, there are five old farmers carefully selected from Huangzhuang, and several scholars from the Imperial College who study agricultural books.

And inside and outside the courtyard, there are hundreds of guards in brocade clothes, all dressed as eunuchs in the palace, with bright posts and secret posts, countless.

Although this place looks no different from other places in the palace, even without a name, it has already become the top secret of the entire Ming Dynasty.

If the sweet potatoes are not grown for a day, these people will not be able to leave the palace for a day.

"Erhu, let me ask you something, and you should tell the truth."

Erhu was taken aback when he heard this.

"Please, Your Majesty, the humble official knows everything."

Looking at the long field in the courtyard, Zhu Yuanzhang said with a sense of loss

"Liu Bowen, is he really dead?"

The two tigers were shocked when they heard the words.

"Your Majesty, sincerity uncle Liu Ji Liu has passed away for more than seven years?"

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned and gritted his teeth.

"We have always felt that Bowen is not someone who can die so easily. We don't believe that a mere Hu Weiyong can kill Bowen!"

Although Liu Bowen was the founding hero of the Ming Dynasty.

But Zhu Yuanzhang knew that Liu Bowen never regarded himself as the master.

Liu Bowen just wanted to expel the Tartars. As for who the emperor would be, Liu Bowen didn't care, as long as he was a Han Chinese.

But because of this, Zhu Yuanzhang has always been afraid of Liu Bowen.

In the past few days, Zhu Xiongying has frequently mentioned the old man with the white beard.

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help thinking of this old man again.

Looking at the world, there are people who can teach Zhu Xiongying these things.

There is only Liu Bowen.

"Your Majesty, when Lord Liu was going to go to funeral that day, I went to offer my condolences. I have already confirmed it repeatedly. There is no doubt that Lord Liu has passed away."

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't answer, but a look of disdain appeared on his face.

Who is Liu Bowen?

Zhu Yuanzhang had seen this kind of tricks a lot when the monarch and his ministers were working together.

In Zhu Yuanzhang's heart, as long as he didn't see Liu Bowen's decapitated body with his own eyes, he would be regarded as alive.

In fact, in the final analysis, in Zhu Yuanzhang's heart, the most suitable person to be Zhu Xiongying's teacher is Liu Bowen!

Erhu looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with some doubts and asked

"Then what does His Majesty mean...?"

"For the matter of sweet potatoes, you need to find someone you trust to keep an eye on in the palace. You should leave the palace immediately and go to Qingtian."

Having said this, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but pause.

After hesitating for a long time, he said leisurely

"Open the coffin for autopsy, remember, don't make a fuss, and don't let the Qingtian county government and the Liu family know about this matter."

"Impressive order!"

Chapter 29 Liu Ji: Grandson, you don't blame grandpa, do you?

Jinling Henghaiwei Navy Station

Henghaiwei was originally the main force of the Chaohu Navy of the Ming Dynasty, after the Ming Dynasty pacified Jiangnan.

The Chaohu Navy undertook the defense of the entire southeast coast.

Henghaiwei reached its peak at this time, with nearly a thousand large and small warships, divided into three squads, patrolling overseas day and night.

Just one Henghaiwei has already rushed to the area of ​​Ryukyu, and there are even three islands and reefs near Ryukyu as stations.

Not far from the yamen of Yingtianwei Office in Henghaiwei.

There is a tea shed.

The tea shed was opened by the grandfather and grandson, and it has been four years since then.

Because the tea is excellent, high quality and low price, and the boss has several unique pickles, the officers and soldiers of the navy also love to come here to patronize.

The last guest has just been sent away today.

Suddenly there was an ominous premonition in the heart of the old man in the back kitchen.

"Chi (zhi four times) son, I've always been uneasy recently."

"Grandpa, you are getting older every year, why don't we go back to our hometown in Qingtian?"

Liu Ji, who was over seventy years old, shook his head and said

"The great hermit hides in the city, the imperial court must not have expected that my grandparents and grandchildren are here in Yingtian Mansion. If I go back to my hometown in Qingtian, what is the difference from throwing myself into a trap?"

"Qi'er, remember, I will be buried here a hundred years later, and this place will be my Liu family's ancestral grave in the future."

"Grandson knows, but why did we, Grandpa, leave our hometown and come here to support the elderly?"

Liu Bowen said with a smile on his face

"I have already deduced that the Ming Dynasty will last only three hundred years. After three hundred years, my descendants of the Liu family may be in great trouble. I am buried in Jinling to save the descendants when the time comes."

With Zhu Yuanzhang's vigor, if he knew that Liu Bowen wanted to retire in Jinling.

I'm afraid I can't wait to install surveillance in Liu Bowen's house.

If Zhu Yuanzhang didn't cut him down, he would have to be frightened to death.

After finishing speaking, nine copper coins slipped out of Liu Ji's hand, and the coins were different.

"Qi'er, you also know some fortunes, you may see that Da Ming's Qi number is only three hundred..."

Just halfway through Liu Ji's words, his voice stopped abruptly.

He looked at the hexagram in front of him in disbelief.

"Isn't there only [-] life counts?! How did it change so much?"

Daming's luck can no longer be said to be a simple change!

This is simply another dynasty!

Liu Bowen sat slumped on a bench with no eyesight. It took a long time before he accepted this cruel reality.

"Qi'er, you don't blame grandpa, do you?"

"What is grandpa talking about? How could Qi'er blame grandpa? What happened?"

"Forgive Grandpa first."

"Grandpa, what are you talking about? Why would my grandson blame you?"

"We may have been hiding in vain for the past seven years."

Liu Wei:? ? ? ! ! !

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Thinking that Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to find a teacher for himself.

Zhu Xiongying couldn't help but feel a dull pain in his head.

As soon as he returned to Kunning Palace, Zhu Xiongying found that many palace lanterns had been removed from the palace.

"Grandma, the palace is so dark..."

Empress Ma smiled when she heard the words, then found a lantern and handed it to Zhu Xiongying with a smile

"Ying'er is good, now the court is short of money, and everyone in the palace is reducing expenses."

A moment later, when Zhu Xiongying saw the dinner, he was completely Spartan.

"Grandma, just one dish?"

"Well, if you make too much, you can't finish it. How much can we, grandpa and grandson, eat?"

Zhu Xiongying was completely dumbfounded.

Lao Zhu took his own sweet potatoes and asked him to chop his own rice?

Is this still fair?Is there still the rule of law? !

Zhu Xiongying sighed leisurely, and asked puzzledly while eating the only dish in front of him

"Grandma, how long will we have to do this?"

"Silly boy, it won't be long. If this year goes well, it will be almost ready when the autumn harvest grains are delivered to the capital."

Zhu Xiongying almost vomited blood.

It's only May!

Waiting for Qiu Liang to be deported to Beijing?

Then don't I have to wait at least four months?

Old Zhutou, count yourself as cruel!

After Zhu Xiongying went to sleep.

Empress Ma looked at the sleeping Zhu Xiongying and couldn't help sighing.

"Son, we are the emperor's family, and we always set an example for the world. I hope that the thing you found will make the world no longer need such an example..."

But what Empress Ma didn't know was that Zhu Xiongying had already made up her mind to do it herself and have enough food and clothing.

Early morning the next day.

Zhu Xiongying looked at the breakfast with clear soup and little water, a plate of pickles, a bowl of gruel, and the only oil and water were two deep-fried dough sticks.

Originally, this era lacked a few important condiments for future generations.

If we cut back on expenses now, we will not be able to survive this day!

Zhu Xiongying sat blankly outside the main hall, carefully taking stock of his existing location advantages.

Now there is something, that is, the glass formula.

But Zhu Xiongying didn't care much about this thing at the time.

Although glass will be used in the Ming Dynasty, it has not yet been used on a large scale.

But for Daming Xungui.

Glass is really not a rare thing.

The most important thing is that the glass market has long been tightly controlled by the Persians left behind by the Yuan Dynasty.

He had to find another way to forcibly open the market.

After hesitating for a long time, Zhu Xiongying finally made up his mind after seeing the simple food and drink in the palace.

Anyway, I have the technology in my hands, and the next step is the partner.

In order to ensure the supply of meat in his own bowl.

It's done!

After making up his mind, Zhu Xiongying immediately walked towards the outside of the palace.

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A small addition: Liu Kongzhao, the sixth generation of Chengyi Bo, was entrusted with the title of Marquis of Chengyi after the change of heaven. On the day when the Qing army crossed the river, Liu Kongzhao went out of the city to pay homage to Liu’s ancestral tomb, and then disappeared mysteriously in the tomb, without a trace. Ye Shi said, After Liu Kongzhao paid homage to the ancestral mausoleum, he turned into a sea boat in the midst of the turmoil. When the Qing army was crossing the river, he managed to sail the boat and became a monk...

Chapter 30 Your Highness, This Thing Can't Make Money!beg

Jinling Lujia

Since the Lu family moved to Jinling.

It has never been so lively before, in the hall, Lan Yu was blowing water with several old brothers at the top of his throat.