Zhu Zhanyong looked around and saw that Chen Ji had kept his promise and came to Wenyuan Pavilion on his own to apply for the post of chief repair officer. Just like Chen Ji, no signature was needed, and he did not dare to tamper with the Yongle ceremony.
When he saw Zhu Zhanyong again, Chen Ji looked respectful and said, "I have something to ask His Highness Zhanyong. Although I can serve as the chief repair officer, I still need Xie Jin to serve as the two major departments."
Xie Jin's knowledge is beyond doubt.
Speaking of which,
Zhu Zhanyong still didn't know what crime Xie Jin had committed. Although he heard some from his father, his father did not go hunting, and the emperor's grandfather did not even give him a chance.
Ask the person involved, Zhu Zhanji?
never mind.
That talented guy might be looking for crickets somewhere.
That's right, Qiongbi's little daughter's letter is still on him, so he doesn't worry about letting a third person send it to him. By the way, there won't be any words about transgression in the letter, right?
"I don't really want to read it, I just want to confirm it." Zhu Zhanyong muttered, took out the letter, removed the wax seal, and read it carefully.
Although we didn't meet her often, we could read her character from her letters.
This is a letter written by an innocent and filial little cotton-padded jacket to my dear father, telling him to eat well and go to bed early. My mother has returned to her parents' home to bring in reinforcements. Everything in the house is fine... Yunyunyun.
Why not eat minced meat?
We can't blame Qiongbi's little daughter, I guess she has never even seen a prison cell.
Zhu Zhanyong turned his head and looked at Zhang Jiu: "Is there food in the Jinyi Guard Prison?"
Zhang Jiu probably guessed that there was something strange written in the letter and shook his head: "I have never been to that place. There are ghosts crying and wolves howling. Did I help His Highness deliver it?"
Zhu Zhanyong came to Jinyiwei to imprison him.
The Jin Yiwei Qianhu refused to let in. Zhu Zhanyong had a strong attitude and was determined to enter. The Jin Yiwei thought about it and let Zhu Zhanyong in.
In the darkness, I saw a slovenly Xie Jin. He no longer wore the clothes of a handsome old man, and his beard and beard were messy. Fortunately, there were no wounds or bruises.
Pass the letter over.
Seeing that the wax seal was opened, Xie Jin looked up and looked at Zhu Zhanyong. The latter defended himself and said, "I also have good intentions. Mr. Xie understands, right?"
"Um."
After reading it, Xie Jin sighed heavily, maybe because he was homesick.
Zhu Zhanyong didn't have much time: "Why did Lord Jiejie go to jail?"
"On that day, the King of Han petitioned Your Majesty to allow King Zhao to return to the capital, and your Majesty was advised to let King Zhao stay in Beiping Mansion. The King of Han said that I was inciting a relationship between the prince brothers, and Your Majesty was so angry... that he was imprisoned."
The King of Han couldn't sit still and wanted to ask King Zhao Zhu Gaosui to come to the capital to help, but Xie Jin saw through it and asked King Zhao to come to the capital to repay the favor? At this point, Xie Jin started to argue.
Zhu Zhanyong secretly complained that, as expected, it was not because of the great success of the literature.
Jie Jin was a person with extremely low emotional intelligence, but he was also arguing for the prince. Zhu Zhanyong stood up:
"Jie Gong, I'm leaving."
After coming out of the Jinyiwei Prison, Zhu Zhanyong inquired about the whereabouts of Zhu Di and heard that Zhu Zhanji was being taught marksmanship in Wulou. He had seen this before, and the hem of his light armor skirt swayed like a dancing ibis.
I just don't like to be disturbed.
Zhu Zhanyong came to Wenyuan Pavilion. As the number of editors increased, the imaginary scene did not appear. The outside of the pavilion was filled with books and desks, and there were crowds of people, all busy with the work at hand.
He noticed that there were carved wooden plaques on the desk. The wooden plaques were written with the words classics, history, medical divination, yin and yang, etc. There were civil servants copying something on these desks.
Go into the pavilion.
The books are lined up on the desk, and the words "chief repair officer", "intermediate repair officer", "minor repair officer" and so on are written on the wooden signs.
Zhu Zhanyong also noticed that Zhu Di was sandwiched among the armored patrol guards, and few people noticed Zhu Di, who was wearing light armor.
Zhu Zhanyong saw Zhu Di, and the other party also saw him: "Sun Chen didn't know you were here."
Zhu Di has something important to do today.
That was to check the progress of the reconstruction, using hundreds or thousands of officials. He was worried that the prince was not capable of handling this huge project, and he was also worried that the officials would know that he was doing it to save face.
Looking around Wenyuan Pavilion, Zhu Di nodded, even though he didn't want to admit it: "Yes, you have kept my will in mind. Thousands of officials are difficult to manage. If you are not careful, it will become a bad government that wastes time and mobilizes people." .”
"They will definitely achieve something this time! They will be given monthly rice and salary. The salary has been handed over to the Ministry of Household Accounting for accounting. I hope Your Majesty will approve it after reviewing it!"
Zhu Zhanyong used the title "Your Majesty" in formal situations, and the title of "Queen" needs to be changed to "Your Majesty", which is not inappropriate at this time.
"Well, did I make a mistake? Why is there no farming?" Zhu Di focused his eyes. The country is based on food. He glanced over but did not see the most important farming.
Zhu Zhanyong looked serious and said: "The farmers don't know how to read, and most of the officials in the court are poor students who have never worked in the fields... However, I sent a copy."
"Nonsense, what kind of book do you think I want to compile?"
Can Zhu Zhanyong understand how angry Zhu Di is? He still doesn't know whether he has ever been in the fields? Although he has not been with Zhu Di since he was a child, he has been well-dressed and well-fed, doing farm work. Wouldn't it be a waste of others' children?
Speaking of which, thanks to Si, explanation has never been a problem that needs to be considered.
"But...but, I really wrote it."
Zhu Di took it with a surprised look on his face and opened the yellowed paper cover. What he saw was the word "Nongsang", and the first chapter was about rice, the first of the five grains.
The elegant calligraphy between the lines makes you feel like you are transforming into a farmer cultivating the fields.
Read it carefully in your mind.
"When planting rice, the rice seeds must be soaked before they can germinate. The earliest date for soaking the rice seeds is before the Spring Equinox and the latest after Qingming Festival. When soaking, they need to be covered with rice straws. When they germinate, move them to the farmland and wait again. When the seedlings are one inch high, they can be uprooted and planted in paddy fields. They can be harvested as early as seventy days..."
The truth is from beginning to end.
Zhu Di didn't know how to grow rice, so he didn't believe it easily. He looked at the eunuch behind him with a serious face: "Go to Yingtian Mansion and find two agricultural officials."
The civil servants didn't know what was going on and waited with their heads down, which made the atmosphere serious.
The two agricultural officers were not notified in advance. After reading this, they looked at each other and said in confusion: "Your Majesty, is this the procedure for planting rice?"
Zhu Di's eyes flashed with subtle shock.
Do you even know about mulberry farming? You can see when Yong planted mulberry trees. Even farmers who farm all year round may not remember the farming season.
Zhu Zhanyong was afraid that he would not understand, so he took the initiative to admit: "I wrote this. Unexpectedly, your Majesty's grandfather discovered it. I asked the experienced farmers. Although they were illiterate, they knew the farming methods, so they recorded it. , as well as economic and technological literature.”
"Economy and craftsmanship?"
Zhu Di was stunned. He wanted to compile an ancient book covering astronomy and geography. His understanding of economics could be said to be incomplete because he had no reference books. How could Zhu Zhanyong compile it?
Zhu Di was curious about the unsolved matter. The first person to talk about economics in the past was Guan Zhong, but the content was very little: "Have you made it up? Let me see it?"
Zhu Zhanyong reached into his arms and brought out a book sealed with animal skin.