Zhu Song felt very friendly when he heard this accent.

"Oh, it turns out that the old man once followed my father to rebel against the Yuan Dynasty, so why have I never seen the old man?"

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed: "We were seriously injured a few years ago, so we had to retreat after fighting with Emperor Hongwu for a few years."

"Emperor Hongwu knew that we still had some merit, so he gave us a lot of land and money. Won't we slowly make a fortune bit by bit!"

Zhu Song smiled and nodded.

"I see. So, I want to ask the old man to call me uncle."

"Oh, we don't dare to take it. We don't dare to take it. How can we afford to be called uncle by His Highness?"

"From the old man's accent, it seems that he is also from Zhongdu?" Zhu Song asked again.

"Yes, yes, we are from Zhongdu. Didn't we go to Suzhou with our family a few years ago? We made our fortune there."

Zhu Song nodded: "No wonder I always feel more cordial when talking to the old man. My father is also from Zhongdu, and Zhongdu is the place where Ming Dynasty Longxing is located."

Zhu Yuanzhang also nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, we also feel that all of us are the land of Longxing in the Ming Dynasty. It is the southern part of the Ming Dynasty that is not bad, and the people live a relatively well-fed and happy life."

"Just as we were traveling along the way, we saw that the people in the northern pass were not having a good life."

Zhu Song didn't think much about it.

"The people in the north have been in war for many years in the past. In addition, the weather in the north is cold. Naturally, it is not as prosperous as the south. There is no way for the people to live in poverty. After all, the Ming Dynasty has just been founded and everything is waiting for prosperity. There is always a step on this road.

One step at a time.”

"We don't think so!"

Zhu Yuanzhang rolled up his arms and sleeves and said angrily: "The lives of the people in the north are not as simple as poverty. As we travel along the way, the people in the north are so hungry that they don't have enough to eat. The clothes on their bodies can be worn several times.

Some children are so patched that their clothes are almost invisible.”

"Emperor Hongwu is a very good fighter when it comes to fighting, but when it comes to governing the country, hehe, in our opinion, he is just so-so."

After hearing this, Zhu Song's expression felt a little strange and gradually became grim.

"Old man, you should be careful in your words and deeds. I see that you have fought with my father in the war, and I respect the old man. However, there are some things that the old man cannot say so simply."

"There have been wars in the north for many years, and it is true that the south is a prosperous land. However, whether it was the Southern Song Dynasty or the previous dynasty, the south, especially the south of the Yangtze River, had infrequent wars, but in the north it was a small fight every three days and a big fight every five days."

"What does this war cost? It costs people! It costs land! In the past few hundred years, if it hadn't been for me, Emperor Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty, I'm afraid the northern Xinjiang would still not be peaceful!"

"Old man, governing a country and its people is not as simple as talking up and down the line! You should say less of this in the future. You are also brave. You dare to say these things in front of me. You are not afraid of me.

Catch him?"

After hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang's inner resentment towards his son became a little better. Fortunately, this brat was at least somewhat filial and knew how to say a few nice words for his father.

Zhu Yuanzhang pretended to be frightened and quickly apologized.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just said too much, please forgive me, Your Highness!"

Zhu Song let out a sigh of relief. At this moment, he was not in the mood to continue chatting with the grandfather and grandson, so he asked him directly.

"You two should have brought what I want this time, right?"

"Bring it, bring it, grandson, quickly show the things to His Highness!"

Zhu Yunwen immediately stood up, took out a small bag wrapped in a brocade handkerchief from his arms, opened it in front of Zhu Song, and presented it with both hands.

Zhu Song took a closer look and saw that it was not a strange thing, but tea leaves.

He took the tea wrapped in a brocade handkerchief, put it to his nose and smelled it.

Don't tell me! The tea hasn't been brewed yet. Even if I put it to my nose and smell it, I still feel clear-headed and refreshing.

"Good tea! Really good tea. What is this tea called?"

Zhu Yunwen quickly held up his hands and said, "Your Majesty, this tea is the best Yuqian Longjing. Even if it is compared with the Yuqian Longjing offered to the palace, it is no worse than that!"

Zhu Song perked up when he heard this.

Why is the Dragon Well before the Rain rare? Why is it so precious? Why is it that even if it is supplied to the imperial court a year, it only gives the emperor only a dozen kilograms per day?

In fact, there are not many Longjings in front of the rain.

There are only a few mountain peaks that can produce good Yuqian Longjing.

In particular, Yuqian Longjing is greatly affected by the climate. Even if the weather is good for a year and it can produce some top-quality tea, the journey from Hangzhou to Yingtianfu is not that far, but when Yuqian Longjing matures, it is also

It's the rainy season in the south.

The continuous rain will inevitably affect the tea leaves on the road. As long as it rains for one day, the taste of the tea leaves will be greatly reduced.

So if you offer dozens of kilograms at a time, it is considered good if you can leave six or seven kilograms in the final selection. This year is considered a particularly good harvest year, with good weather and good weather. God is happy, but in the end, it is said that the final selection is only about ten kilograms.

That's all.

Seeing that the grandfather and grandson in front of him kept saying that this Yuqian Longjing tea was better than the tribute tea that the emperor drank, Zhu Song seemed to have grasped something. Could it be that these wealthy businessmen actually dared to pass off inferior products in front of the emperor? They used soil to confuse the emperor.

eyes?

Zhu Song did not have an attack, but asked with a smile.

"Oh? It's actually better than the tribute tea in the palace. Didn't all the fine tribute tea go to the emperor?"

Zhu Yuanzhang burst out laughing after hearing this.

"Haha, your highness, this Yuqian Longjing tea is the best tea! The emperor will not drink any other tea for a year in the palace, just drink something similar. The best tea is usually produced by wealthy businessmen.

Give each other gifts."

"Anyway, the emperor can't drink well, but if this tea falls into the hands of businessmen like us, it will be very different. When we give gifts to each other, it is more grand and elegant than giving gold!"

Zhu Song gritted his teeth and slapped the table.

"Okay, you guys are talking bad about the emperor in front of the current prince, and you are disrespectful to the emperor. Do you think your brains have grown too long?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was not afraid and pretended not to react.

"Your Highness, where did you start with these words? What we are saying is all true! Then the Emperor just can't drink tea well. That's fine. We are different. This fine tea leaves ours.

Well, if we drink other tea, we won’t be able to drink it anymore!”

Zhu Song finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Someone is coming!"
Chapter completed!