Daming: Grandpa Emperor, please get up and sit on my throne!

There were also some ordinary people who were dressed respectably and were peeking around. After all, in this era, both high-quality silk and low-quality linen were not cheap, and it would be a waste not to take advantage of cheap fabrics.

However... after seeing the material of this batch of cloth, those who were dressed well shook their heads and walked away. They looked down on it and didn't want to spend extra money.

Eventually, there will be people waiting at the door of the shop to buy cloth.

This is the group of people who really can't even wear a piece of clothing.

“It’s all there!”

"What the hell are you pushing for? Get in line! If you don't want to get in line, get out of here!"

"..."

At the entrance of the shop, some warriors in tight clothes were shouting and cursing to maintain order.

Mixed in with it.

This includes Xu Cheng, the captain of the Embroidered Uniform Guard who was recognized by Lu Wei yesterday.

Just as everyone was queuing up enthusiastically, waiting to buy cloth.

A high-pitched voice came from the end of the street: "Make way! Everyone, make way! His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan has issued an order!!!"

Hear this sound.

Xu Cheng, a captain of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, immediately felt a sense of alarm.

He stared at the direction the voice came from, muttering to himself, "We've been told from above that this must be done discreetly. Even if it's eventually exposed, it should be done as late as possible... It's only the second day, won't the Prince of Yan's Mansion find out?"

At the end of the street.

came the sound.

The bustling crowd naturally made way for a passage.

Soon, a man in the royal official uniform came over slowly, holding a scroll of imperial edicts. Xu Cheng's throat tightened and his heart was in his throat.

Fortunately.

The other party was just standing at the door of the shop.

He opened Zhu Di's edict and said, "In compliance with the order of His Royal Highness Prince of Yan, the merchant Xu Xingchang, with a heart of righteousness, has devoted all his wealth to the benefit of the people of his area. I hereby grant him 10,000 dan of rice and 10,000 strings of banknotes from my salary as a gift of assistance and encouragement."

This wave of rewards is quite generous.

Even though it was the 25th year of Hongwu, the prince's salary had not been cut, and this reward accounted for one-fifth of a prince's salary.

This amount is far from enough for disaster relief and is just a drop in the bucket.

But it seems like a lot to reward just one person.

The person who received the reward was a kind-hearted man who used his own wealth to rescue many poor people from despair.

After this grand reward.

Zhu Di can at least take half the credit for this matter.

If there were no unexpected inside stories, Zhu Di's actions could indeed be regarded as spending a small amount of money to accomplish a big thing. Although he would feel pain in losing one-fifth of his salary, it was not a loss in total.

Upon hearing the order from the Prince of Yan's Mansion, both Xu Xingchang, the shop owner on the surface, and Xu Cheng, the captain among the crowd, were stunned. They weren't here to cause trouble, but to give money?

Or was it taken out from His Royal Highness Prince Yan’s personal salary?

Seeing the shop owner, Xu Xingchang, standing there in a daze with a strange expression on his face, the person who read the decree smiled kindly and urged him softly, "Hey? What's wrong, Boss Xu? The prince is grateful for your kindness. Why don't you take the decree and express your gratitude?"

Xu Xingchang came back to his senses.

He immediately suppressed his emotions, pretending to be surprised, shocked, and flattered, and said, "How...how can a commoner accept such a precious reward from His Majesty?"

"The prince's decree has come down, Boss Xu must not refuse..."

that's it.

The two sides pushed the issue back and forth several times.

Finally, the shop owner Xu Xingchang accepted Zhu Di's reward with tears in his eyes: "I thank His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan for his great grace. May the Prince live a thousand years!"

The waiting personnel left.

There was a commotion and discussion at the door of the shop immediately, and it took a long time for the noise to die down and the cloth trading business continued.

Xu Xingchang then gave a wink to Xu Cheng, who was hiding in the crowd, and then the two of them went into the inner hall of the shop one after the other...

"Captain Xu, what's going on?" Xu Xingchang asked, somewhat bewildered. Being a philanthropist was just his public persona. No one knew better than him where the fabrics came from, and naturally, he had no right to handle Zhu Di's unexpected gift.

Xu Cheng was also confused.

He pondered for a moment.

Then he fixed his eyes and said, "I don't know what's going on here either. His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan is of extraordinary status, and we can't make the decision. We should just deliver the letter to Tianfu as it is."

Xu Xingchang also nodded and said, "That's the only way."

Not long after.

An express letter was sent out from Beiping Prefecture without anyone noticing, heading south all the way to Yingtian Prefecture.

……

at the same time.

Zhu Yunhuan had also finished the morning court session that day and returned to the Qianqing Palace to wash, change his clothes, and put on a set of light casual clothes.

As usual, after going to the backyard to check on his precious sweet potato vines, a memorial from Song Zhongzhi, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, was delivered to the front hall.

Song Zhong is responsible for several important matters.

His memorials.

Zhu Yunhuan naturally would not delay.

However, when he came to his dragon desk and was about to open the memorial, his left eyelid suddenly twitched without warning.

Zhu Yunhuan subconsciously raised his finger to touch his eyelids, and said with a faint smile of interest: "Huh? Is your left eye suddenly twitching?"

But this kind of thing.

He always just laughed it off and never took it too seriously.

He took a sip of tea from the table with a calm expression, then opened the memorial handed to him by Song Zhong on the dragon desk and began to examine it...