Zhu Yuanzhang can see my dreams

Zhu Biao did not respond to his father's words, because based on his current experience, it was difficult for him to empathize with his father.

In other words, when Zhu Yuanzhang told his sons about his past sufferings, it was difficult for his children to empathize with the story.

They were not only born with luxurious clothes and delicious food, but even if Zhu Yuanzhang was frugal in his daily life, if you really look into it, you will find that not only Zhu Yuanzhang ate well, but his children also ate well.

Recalling the past is something we do only occasionally.

Zhu Yuanzhang never said anything hypocritical like "My four-season uniforms are just eight sets."

When it comes to clothing, they don’t pursue fancy things, and they even sew their clothes if they are torn.

Zhu Yuanzhang was frugal.

Frugality among politicians of all dynasties is often part of their moralistic image. They appear to be frugal in public, but are actually quite extravagant outside the public eye.

Zhu Yuanzhang was not like that. His frugality was not for the sake of "setting an example for the world", but because he was used to being poor and it was "old habits that were hard to change."

People can't teach others, but things can be taught by others.

The poet-official wrote the "Inscription on the Imperial Tomb", but Zhu Yuanzhang was very dissatisfied after reading it, saying that it was all embellished writing by Confucian officials.

He looked at himself in the mirror, but saw his gray hair and wrinkled face. He suddenly thought of the hardships he had experienced in the past. He felt that such embellished writing would not be enough to serve as a warning to future generations. He decided to write it down himself, describing the hardships and truthfully recording his background, family circumstances and experiences.

So that generations can see it.

This is the "Imperial Stele of the Imperial Tomb" written in the 11th year of Hongwu.

Zhu Yuanzhang neither played nor indulged himself. He got up early to attend court, left home when the sun rose high, came out again at noon, and returned at dusk.

After retiring from court, he would sit in silence and ponder over matters decided during the day. If he felt that something was inappropriate, he would not go to bed until he had finished thinking it over, even if he could not sleep in the middle of the night. He did this day after day, year after year.

As for this man's character, he had almost no leisure time. He was a poor child in his past, and he was also a miserable emperor when he became emperor.

Wang Buli and his friends often taught him with great pride that the places in the palace were originally intended to be built into pavilions and terraces for sightseeing, but he had rejected them. They told him not to waste the money and to just grow vegetables here, which would be enough for the palace's expenses.

Many people were poor like him, but they became corrupt very quickly.

While Wang Buli was recuperating, he followed Lao Zhu to the outside of the city to pray for rain.

Mainly, the emperor brought members of the royal family to show their sincerity. They all came on foot wearing straw sandals, using straw mats as seats, sitting in the open air, enduring the sun during the day and lying on the ground at night without taking off their clothes.

The meals were prepared by Empress Ma and the other concubines. They were all "old-day farmer's food" made entirely of coarse grains. They lasted for three days before returning to the palace.

Wang Buli thought he was already accustomed to the "hard life", but after being forced to practice for three days, he felt that he had overestimated himself before.

Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang again, he really was not affected at all and did not feel there was anything uncomfortable about eating, drinking and living like this.

There were many such hard days in the early years, when people could not even fill their stomachs, but Zhu Yuanzhang managed to survive. Not to mention that now he has food and drink, and someone is there to serve him and cook for him, so he doesn't have to work hard.

Guan Jian and Wang Bulili felt that they had shown enough attitude, but in the end they still had to rely on the observations of the Imperial Observatory. It was a waste of three days of exposure to the sun.

"That's all." Zhu Yuanzhang said leisurely:

"I still need to go out for a walk. You should be busy during this period. Take advantage of your youth to shoulder a heavier burden. In the future, I will be more assured and leave the country to you."

"I know, kid."

"Ah."

Zhu Yuanzhang and his son were discussing some government affairs.

"You must remember to keep high pressure on officials, so as to achieve several goals with one stone: first, to clarify the official style; second, to win the hearts of the people; third, to enhance the power of the emperor; and fourth, to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

If you have any questions about the laws of the Ming Dynasty, feel free to ask Wang Buli. He has studied them in depth and is afraid that he will commit a crime."

When Zhu Biao heard this, he was a little confused.

Because in his opinion, Wang Buli was familiar with the Ming Dynasty laws when he was a minor clerk in the county government in his early years in order to better handle cases. Otherwise, how could he gain a good reputation among the people of Jiangning County?

"My child remembers."

Although Zhu Biao has grown in recent years, his father is still much better than him in judging people.

Wang Buli and Zhu Di also said goodbye to each other. Zhu Di thought that he was blessed by "God" and wanted to do something big in the north.

If the fairyland could become a secret room between him and Wang Buli, then no one else would know about it.

Zhu Di was full of confidence in this.

The previous idea of ​​keeping Wang Buli by her side faded a lot. They could meet each other even though they were thousands of miles apart. There was no need to stay together day and night, which would only arouse suspicion from others.

So that I won’t be able to make secret plans for him in the future.

Wang Buli stood outside the Dali Temple office and looked out at the jujube tree, wondering whether the jujubes would taste good this year.

A few days later, Zhu Yuanzhang announced at the morning court that the crown prince would be regent and he would go out on a tour of inspection.

The emperor's tour was a big event. The last time was when Liu Ji and Hu Weiyong were fighting fiercely. Zhu Yuanzhang went out and dealt with a group of people when he came back.

Now that the prince is getting older, it is a good time for him to take up the responsibility and gain some experience.

After killing Prime Minister Hu Weiyong, he let the "gentle" prince take the throne to appease many ministers.

Wang Buli mixed in the crowd with a board in his hand, listening to the whispers of people around him, but he couldn't figure out what Zhu Yuanzhang meant.

Anyway, since Hu Weiyong fell, most of the people attending the court have been replaced by new faces.

They had no intention of opposing the emperor's will, but they were reluctant to support him.

After all, the imperial power is something that no one can easily touch, and it is not good to get involved in the situation between father and son, lest one become a "instigator" and a rebellious minister.

Snapped.

As the eunuch's whip sounds, everyone shut up.

"The Imperial Concubine's son-in-law, the Minister of the Dali Temple, Wang Buli, and the Junior Minister of the Guanglu Temple, Li Jinglong, stepped out to receive the order."

Wang Buli, who was distracted in the crowd, was stunned at first, and then was pulled by the person next to him.

Although he was one of the Nine Ministers, his official position was relatively low and he did not stand in a prominent position.

Especially for this kind of early morning court session, one has to get up at three or four in the morning, which is really torture.

Wang Buli walked out from the crowd and knelt on the ground to receive the order.

“I believe that the prosperity of a well-governed country lies in the right people, and the abundance of talented people, especially young talents, is important.

I have observed that among you there are ministers like Wang Buli and Li Jinglong. Although they are not yet thirty years old, they are both talented and virtuous, have lofty ambitions, are diligent in state affairs, and have made many outstanding achievements. They are truly the pillars of the court and the hope of the country.

Considering that I want to personally tour the four directions, understand the people's sentiments, and examine the administration of officials, so as to broaden people's horizons and distinguish right from wrong, I have promoted you to accompany me to join me in this great undertaking.

I hope you will take this tour as an opportunity to sharpen your mind, broaden your horizons, and demonstrate your talent as a young man through practical actions, so as to live up to my high expectations. "

Hearing these embellished words, Wang Buli understood that Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to take him with him when he left the palace, but he didn't know whether he was worried about him or not.

It was just a matter of a few words, why did you issue an edict in public?

"The minister accepts the order."

Wang Buli didn't say much, and the Minister of Rites Zheng Jiuzhang came over and handed the imperial edict to Wang Buli.

Then he retired from court.

This group of people were the latest to be promoted after Hu Weiyong was dealt with.

Wang Buli stood up, holding the imperial edict in his hand.

Many officials looked at Wang Buli with envy in their eyes.

The emperor’s grace is so great that others are envious.

"My Lord, I am so envious of you for being able to accompany His Majesty on this outing!"

Minister of Justice Qian Tang could not help but joked that he knew Wang Buli was lazy and would hardly be willing to go out, so why was he going out in such a dusty state?

"Minister Qian, I'm going to ask His Majesty for a favor. Let's go together, and we can play chess to relieve boredom on the way."

"Alas, I am busy with official duties."

Qian Tang left immediately. At his age, he still had to travel outside, and his body couldn't bear it. He wanted to live a few more years.

After Li Jinglong made great contributions in border smuggling, he was also granted an official position and became an official official of the court.

"Uncle, maybe I haven't seen him yet."

Li Jinglong was smiling. He had cooperated with Mu Ying in intelligence work and then rushed back to report.

The smuggling work he did on the border in recent years has made him a bit more corrupt.

"Well, I know all about your achievements in the capital."

Wang Buli laughed loudly and patted Li Jinglong on the shoulder: "You are really proud of yourself!"

"Hahaha." Li Jinglong was quite proud of Wang Buli's praise.

This was not the first time that Zhu Yuanzhang had been the emperor leaving the palace, but he had not made up his mind.

After Wang Buli returned to the Dali Temple, he called Fang Xiaoru over and asked him to take over temporarily during the period when Wang Buli was away from the office. Anyway, there was nothing big to do at the moment.

If you write to yourself urgently, just remember one thing: don't sign anything that you shouldn't, so as to avoid getting into trouble.

Fang Xiaoru said that he remembered it and was a little excited at the same time.

Temple Master is going to develop himself vigorously!

As for Jing Qing standing aside, he was also extremely envious.

"As the saying goes, there is always a teacher among three people. Wen Ke started earlier than you in this field and is more familiar with the laws of the Ming Dynasty than you. If you don't understand something, you must not be arrogant. You must ask him carefully."

Wang Buli looked at the people in front of him and said, "Everyone says that I am very kind, but I know that things will turn into the opposite when they reach the extreme. It is inevitable that people will be jealous of me. Then I will start with you bunch of greenhorns.

Since you are all lucky enough to work under me, I, Wang Buli, will do my best to train you. You must also remember the rules of our Dali Temple to avoid being tricked by others."

"I will follow the instructions of the Lord Temple."

After Wang Buli finished his official duties, he went straight home.

Zhu Mingxiu glanced at the imperial edict and didn't say much. Her son was still young, so it was not convenient for her to go out.

"Ask two personal maids to accompany you for a stroll, so that you can take turns with them, so as to avoid having to bring people back from outside."

Wang Buli had nothing to say about this arrangement.

There is no need to go into detail about many things that happened during the past few years of their marriage.

Not to mention that now that we have the eldest son, it doesn’t matter if the other concubines have children.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, madam." Wang Buli leaned back in the recliner and fiddled with his son.

"My sister is getting old, it's time for her to find a husband." Zhu Mingxiu stopped straightening the wires and asked, "Do you have any candidates?"

"Never."

Wang Buli was not willing to arrange for his sister to live in the home of any nobleman, and let her see the outcome on her own.

What's more, the homes of nobles are not safe at all.

"A few years ago, Marquis Zhongshan proposed marriage to his son, but you rejected it. Now he has been named Duke of Xin by our father. Many nobles said that you have no vision and look down on him. Now you are slapped in the face. I am so angry that I want to hit them!"

Wang Buli could not deny what his wife said.

Even though Lao Tang seems to be the most favored by the emperor at the moment, if he were not too ill and had died ahead of Lao Zhu, do you think the old Zhu Yuanzhang would be at ease?

Zhu Yuanzhang never killed Li Shanchang because he felt that he could not get over the age barrier, so he had to kill him in advance to prevent Li Shanchang from becoming Sima Yi.

After Sima Yi swore an oath at Luoshui, no one believed in any oath anymore. This also set a good example for future generations.

"Hahaha." Wang Buli hugged his son and turned his head and said, "My wife, do you think I can't see the title of Chairman Zhongshan Marquis?"