Zhang Fu was a military attache, but his thinking was as clear as a civilian official. Even Qiu Fu didn't know what to say at this time.
All the officials looked at Zhu Di expectantly, but in the end, Zhu Di gave an order for Zhu Gaosui to return to Peiping immediately.
"Second brother, I have returned to the capital. Don't call me this kind of thing in the future..." Zhu Gaosui's face was dark and gloomy.
"Third brother..."
Zhu Gaoxu had a hard-to-speak feeling and opened his mouth: "Second brother has told you a long time ago that he is very naughty... It doesn't matter if you go back to Beiping Mansion, you will be in charge of the government affairs of Beiping Mansion. When the time is right, my father will always move to Beijing. …”
"Second brother, that thirty thousand taels?" Zhu Gaosui looked serious.
"You go back to Beiping Mansion first, and I'll send someone to you immediately." Zhu Gaoxu said.
What did Zhu Gaosui do in the capital?
Of course, they joined forces to get rid of Zhu Gaochi. Although they were both brothers, in front of the throne, the brothers became the reason for turning against each other.
Zhu Gaosui said: "Second brother won't default on the debt, right? It's not that I didn't help. I heard that he went to Yingtianfu Yamen to deliver silver coins, sign a contract, and purchase raw silk from silk farmers for three years. If second brother wants to overthrow the prince, You can explore more, I will go back to Peking first."
"Third brother, are you planning to give up?" Zhu Gaoxu asked.
"Well, my father is watching me, and I want to stay in Beiping Mansion."
Zhu Gaoxu didn't believe it. The third brother had suffered such a big loss. He was scolded by his father and even lost 30,000 taels. With his favor and arrogance, there was no way he could swallow this sigh of relief.
But he didn't ask any more questions: "The third brother went to Beiping Mansion. I remember that he often repaired the books for the second brother."
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After waiting for fifteen days, Xie Lin finally came to the poetry meeting in the capital.
"Miss, there are so many people today?" The maid lowered her head with a happy expression.
"Humph, there are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, so many towers in the mist and rain, the beautiful land of Jiangnan, the imperial state of Jinling, what's so strange?" Xie Lin entered Taoyuan with satisfaction. There were not many people, so he could avert his shame.
Her mouth was smeared with red grease, she was dressed in a rich dress, and her face was as beautiful as a Chinese. As soon as she entered the garden, she amazed the scholars in the Taoyuan.
"The girl's bra looks great."
“Excellent!”
"I can't stand the vulgarity. The Poetry Club is a pure place. How dare you say such dirty words? Sweep the floor politely! Sweep the floor politely! However, the hibiscus is like a face and willows are like eyebrows. If Miss Xie is a fairy in the sky, I am willing to do it for the farmers who work hard in Nanyang. The cow becomes the horse.”
"You are mean!"
"Pooh!"
In the peach garden, the flowers and trees are sparse, beautiful and quiet. The bluestone verandah surrounded by water is crowded with excited-looking scholars, as well as down-and-out scholars joining in the fun.
"Miss, where should we sit?" the maid lowered her voice.
The host of the poetry club was stunned and asked: "Miss Xie, are there any good works today?"
"Yes." Xie Lin raised her smooth chin and snorted arrogantly and confidently. However, she still had things to finish before she could read the poem. She quickly greeted: "Ah Fu, Xiang Xiang, please move the cakes I made quickly." Come up here and give a piece to everyone here."
The host of the Poetry Club frowned: "Miss Xie, this is not good, we must be fair."
"What's wrong? I really brought a masterpiece this time. Listen carefully." Xie Lin followed Zhu Zhanyong's suggestion and stood in the beautiful scenery of Tsinghua University, surrounded by pearls and green trees, and whispered softly. Chanted:
"The three paths of my hometown spit out the ghosts, and one night dark frost fell into the blue sky."
"There are so many guests who have not returned from the end of the world, but they only use the fence to watch the autumn breeze."
The whole audience savored it carefully.
Until the last word is read.
call……
Some people sigh with excitement, some feel ashamed, and some are immersed in the artistic conception and cannot extricate themselves...
A scholar who was close by shook his head and sighed, What a poem! It is a virtue for a woman to have no talent. Being able to recite such a masterpiece shows that a girl is talented.
The scholar standing next to him did not hide the admiration and admiration in his eyes.
Xie Lin held her breath and tightened her fists slightly. The liar didn't lie to me. This poem was indeed complete. She could feel the gaze of millions of people.
She had written poems before, and after racking her brains, her embroidered shoes were torn, but she only received a sparse response. The big liar gave her a poem and easily won the applause of the whole house.
Is this what it feels like to be a talented woman?
The host of the poetry club asked: "Miss Xie, did you write this poem? What is it called...Miss Xie...Miss Xie..."
Xie Lin was immersed in the dizziness of happiness and said in a daze: "...um..."
"What's the name of the poem?"
"…chrysanthemum……"
"This poem is worthy of praise!"
There is a rule in Taoyuan in the south of the Yangtze River. Good poems written here can be engraved on Taoyuan's famous posters. Anyone who is famous on the list is considered to be somewhat famous in the capital.
The host of the Poetry Club laughed: "Miss Xie is so talented, I must come to the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club."
"Ah...are you still here?" Xie Lin gradually woke up from his dullness.
The host of the Poetry Club looked strange: "Miss Xie, could this be...?"
"Of course not, okay, okay, just come..."
It’s over, what to do...
Xie Lin suddenly thought of Zhu Zhanyong.
But at this moment, Zhu Zhanyong and the second generation Hou were at the hunting ground in Dongyuan. Zhu Gaosui had never been there before, and the second generation Hou were angrily aware that the number of prey here was actually half less than before.
Chen Zhao yelled: "Fuck Zhu Gaosui!"
Zhu Zhanyong glanced at Chen Zhao, and Chen Zhao immediately changed his words: "Ah, Your Highness, I forgot that he is of the same race as you."
"What should I do? Half of the prey is missing?" Fang Tongda had a sad face, looking like he was going to fight for his life.
Zhu Zhanyong came to the small lake in the valley.
Zhang and others discovered that Zhu Gaosui had beaten more people than they had put together, so they secretly greeted Zhu Gaosui's eighteen generations of elders over and over again.
In the past, deer's feet ran like crucian carp crossing the river, and cranes' eyes were closed like brocades in bloom. Now it is rare to see groups of wild game.
Zhang Xian said: "I am responsible for buying the flowered deer."
"Then I will be responsible for buying the wild boar." Chen Zhao said.
"I'm responsible for buying hares and deer." Fang Tongda saw this and said quickly.
Zhu Zhanyong asked: "Do you know how much these animals cost?"
"Your Highness, don't worry. We all have money. No matter how expensive it is, we will restore it to its original state. My father went to guard the Northwest Guards Station. Before leaving, His Majesty also gave a lot of jade articles." Fang Tongda said first.
.
In fact, Zhu Zhanyong just wanted to remind them not to just buy males, but to buy a male and a female.
These people seemed to regard this hunting ground as their own home.
After some discussion, they prepared to return to the capital from the hunting ground, and each went back to his hometown to prepare some silver. Xu Zhen, Wu Kangbo's son, was also willing to provide the silver, on the condition that he would bring his younger brother with him next time.
What else could Zhu Zhanyong say? Of course he agreed.
When Zhu Yuanzhang in the Hongwu Dynasty saw this scene, he felt angry and pitiful in his heart. Many wild beasts from the royal hunting grounds were kept here, but they were shot and plundered like this.
1: "You don't need the silver from the hunting ground?"
Zhu Zhanyong: "I know Taizu's good intentions, but how can I use Sun Chen's silver for every hunting loss? Not to mention, if I don't agree, they will think that I don't treat them as brothers. Taizu, you
What do you say?"
1: "Hahaha, how can we have a great-grandson like you? The wild beasts brought by the hunters are all injured and sick. How can you buy all kinds of wild beasts?"
Zhu Zhanyong wanted to tell Lao Zhu an anecdote about Zhu Houzhao building a leopard house.
Zhu Zhanyong: "The capital is the capital of the world, gathering all the goods from all over the world. There are all kinds of merchants from all over the world here. As long as the money is in place, they can get any kind of unicorn or brave."
Lu recently wanted to send an envoy to present treasures, so his voice rose a little.
Lu: "Pixiu? Really?"
Zhu Zhanyong: "In the south, it is black and white, looks like a bear, and likes copper and iron... If you want to offer a treasure, you can go to the wilderness in the southwest to look for it."
"Your Highness, we are back home."
Back in the capital, Zhu Zhanyong was riding on his horse and saw Zhang Xi and others impatiently going home to get some silver. He nodded and passed by Chang'an Avenue, wanting to visit Jiefu.
I wonder if there is anyone who appears before me?
Zhu Zhanyong asked himself, although the idea of the poem "Chrysanthemum" is ordinary, the word choice can be considered talented in the early Ming Dynasty when the literary world was in decline.
Naughty and unrestrained is like the spring rain, but the spring rain is as precious as oil. It rains all over the street, slipping the bachelor, and making a group of cows laugh.
It is estimated that the little daughter Qiongbi cannot afford it.
Just found him.
At this moment, in the courtyard of Jie Mansion, which is full of flowers and plants, I can only see the charming Jie Lin'er, swinging her feet on the water, on the edge of a small, crystal clear pool.
"...No, no, no, Xie Lin'er, why do you still have the nerve to find him...But, wuwuwu..."
"Miss, Miss..."
Just when Jie Lin was worried, the maid came running with brisk steps: "Miss... get up quickly, Your Highness Zhan Yong is here."
Zhu Zhanyong saw that he was wearing a fluffy goose-yellow robe, his beautiful face was lightly made up, and he had a youthful and lively aura around him. However, he saw that his face was slightly red, and he looked a little unspeakable.
Zhu Zhanyong asked: "Didn't the poem I gave Miss Xie become a blockbuster?"
"No...I followed your instructions and gave them cakes...the poem was included in the Taoyuan name card, but...but they asked me to write a poem during the Mid-Autumn Festival..."
She is about to become a talented Jiangnan girl who combines beauty and wisdom.
But.
She thought about it for a long time, but couldn't write a few words. As for her father Jie Jin, he was an upright man who didn't know how to turn around, and he didn't agree to write poems for her at all.
If she approached Zhu Zhanyong for more poems, she would feel that she had taken advantage of him.
But if she doesn't go, she will fall into the world of poetry again, having only just atoned for her shame, and once again become an ugly duckling with embroidered pillows and beautiful vases.
"Can you... give me another song..." She hesitated.
Just as expected.
High-end hunters often appear in the form of prey.
Zhu Zhanyong shook his head: "No, I have already given a song to Miss Jie."
After saying this, Zhu Zhanyong turned and left.
Only Jie Lin was left messy in the wind, his eye circles gradually turned red, but he quickly sniffed again and pretended to be calm until Zhu Zhanyong left.
"Humph, if you don't give it, you won't give it. I will find a real talented woman..."
After leaving Xie's mansion, Xie Lin got on the carriage and came to the British Duke's mansion.
"Sister Zhilu, what should I do... I didn't expect that the poem His Highness Zhan Yong gave me is really complete, wu wu wu... The Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival is only ten days away. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have gone to Taoyuan...
…”
Li Zhilu hummed and poured a cup of tea slowly: "Have you ever thought that he did it on purpose?"
"Ah...what's intentional?"
Li Zhilu glanced at Xie Lin'er, who had wavy hair and a pretty face. Forget it, I couldn't understand even if I told her... His Highness Zhan Yong knew that she couldn't write poetry, yet he still asked her to show off... How could I?
There will be such best friends.
"Sister Zhilu, why don't you write a song for me..." Xie Lin'er shook her good sister's delicate hand.
Li Zhilu said nonchalantly: "No, you have already composed a poem, which is very different from my style. If I write it, others will definitely be able to see it. Don't underestimate the scholars in Taoyuan... Don't worry, he will give it to you."
At this moment, on the other side of the capital,
When Zhu Zhanyong left Jiefu, he came to Lao Qi's cloth shop. The first thing he said when meeting him was:
"How many deeds have been collected?"
Lao Qi has been doing fingerprints these past few days, and his thumbs have become numb when pressed, but he doesn't complain when he thinks of doing things for the emperor's grandson:
"Haha, I have searched all over Shangyuan County, Jurong County, Liyang County and Liuhe County under the jurisdiction of Yingtian Mansion. Except for a few hundred households who are unwilling to sign a contract, there must be more than 7,000 copies in total... Mr. Gu also asked
I also sold the cloth shop and signed up a thousand more households."
"Why are the people unwilling to sign?" Zhu Zhanyong asked.
Lao Qi sighed lightly: "They want to wait, always thinking they can get a better price... Didn't the price of silk increase a few days ago?"
"If people's hearts are not as good as snakes swallowing elephants, these people can forget about it. Do they have any new harvest of raw silk?" Zhu Zhanyong asked with concern.
"More than a thousand pieces of raw silk have been harvested, and the price is much lower than that of the Suhu silk shop. The imperial court promoted the "Sericulture Chapter" compiled by His Highness. Now many silk farmers know how to raise silkworms. The silkworms are big and fat and spin a lot of silk.
, the quality is good... Miss Li from the British government kept her promise and arranged two huge warehouses for the slaves... Your Highness, how long should we stock up?" Lao Qi asked uncertainly.
"You don't have to worry about that."
Zhu Zhanyong was not sure when Zheng He would return. After all, the treasure ship had been modified by him and could go out into the deep sea. He might come back early or late.
Finished errands at Bufang.
Zhu Zhanyong returned to the palace.
After entering Xizhimen, Zhu Zhanyong came to the East Palace and was stopped by the eunuch.
"Your Highness, please go in later..."
Seeing the impatience on Zhu Zhanyong's face, the old eunuch hurriedly said a few more words: "The Ministry of Revenue, Duke Qi and the bachelor are all here, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is discussing with them..."
Duke Qiu Fu?
Qiu Fu cannot be said to be a bad person, but he is the most loyal supporter of the King of Han. Just like Xie Jin, his stance is different.
Second uncle has been honest for a long time.
Since the third uncle came from Beiping Mansion, the second uncle seemed to be a new man. However, Zhu Zhanyong didn't think so. Is it crazy for two vassal kings to come together blatantly?
Even if the emperor is blind, all the officials will impeach him, so it's just to avoid suspicion.
The Duke of Qi is his second uncle, so he must have come on behalf of the King of Han. I wonder what's going on?
Zhu Zhanyong wanted to go in and have a look.
"Your Highness... Your Highness..." Seeing that he could not stop him, the eunuch hoped that the prince could hear him.
Zhu Zhanyong walked into the East Palace Hall.
Looking up, the people the old eunuch was talking about were all there, and no one even turned around to pay attention to him. They seemed to be troubled by something, and he stood beside them.
Zhu Gaochi frowned: "We have a deadline of one month to transport 500,000 tons of grain to Beiping Prefecture. The water in the Huanghuai River is so rich in sediment that many sections of the Grand Canal have been blocked. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, it has not been dredged. It can only be transported by water and land, and it still needs to be transported through various channels.
The gates and gates of every state in the prefecture... Even if I order it now, it will take time to summon the canal workers to transport grain. Huang Qing's family, after all, they will not be able to reach the capital in one month!"
Zhu Gaochi often worked in logistics and was very knowledgeable. He could see the difficulties at a glance. This chapter has been completed!