Zhu Yunxi took three steps and two steps at a time, got down from the throne and greeted him.
The old man walked slowly into the palace with his hands behind his back, followed by Pu Bucheng. Every time he took a step, his eyes swept around, and with each sweep, the heads of the courtiers in the palace lowered a little.
Like a mouse meeting a cat, like a dog meeting a tiger.
"Oh, if we don't come here, our ancestors' graves will probably be dug up!" The old man pushed Zhu Yunxi's hand away, looked around and sat down on a round stool, then looked at Xin Yande with an unkind look.
With a swish, everyone around Xin Yande immediately moved out of the way.
When Zhu Yunxi saw the old man's appearance, he knew that the old man was angry, and immediately gave Li Jinglong a look.
The latter quickly stepped forward and said with a smile, "Master, your shoes are wet!" Then he turned to the eunuchs outside the door and said, "Come here, bring clean shoes and socks to the Supreme Emperor and serve ginger tea!"
"You get up first!" The old man gave Li Jinglong a kick, almost knocking him off his feet.
Then, his eyes continued to look at Xin Yande's face.
Zhu Yunxi understood that Xin Yande's words had touched the old man's nerves.
People, no matter who they are, there are always some things in their hearts that they are stubborn and unable to let go. And as we grow older, these things will become heavier and heavier in our hearts.
The Zhu family's sufferings for several lifetimes were the result of the stubbornness in the old man's heart. He built the Fengyang Imperial Mausoleum and the ancestral mausoleum in Sizhou in order to redeem the stubbornness in his heart.
Moreover, the matter of Feng Shui is taboo even for future generations, not to mention this era when our ancestors were bigger than the sky.
At this time, Pu Bucheng whispered in Zhu Yunxi's ear, "It's raining today and there is no work on Zhuangzi. The Emperor misses the Crown Prince, so he came to the palace to have a look!"
Zhu Yunxi gave the other party a look of thanks, took a few steps forward and said with a smile, "Grandpa Huang, you want to weigh six pounds? He should be studying in the Wenhua Hall at this time!" After saying that, he turned to the bastard and said, "Go, take it.
The prince called back..."
"No!" The old man interrupted Zhu Yunxi, "We have never asked about state affairs in the past few years, but today we want to ask the emperor, okay?"
Zhu Yunxi's heart was agitated, "Grandpa Huang, it depends on what you said!"
"Let me ask you!" The old man pointed at Xin Yande, "What do you mean? To control floods, do you have to touch the ancestral graves of my old Zhu family?"
Zhu Yunxi winked at Xin Yande desperately, but the latter didn't notice it at all. To be precise, it was as if he didn't see it.
"Back to the Supreme Emperor, I am not trying to touch the Ming Dynasty's ancestral mausoleum. I also know that the ancestral mausoleum is the place where dragons thrive in this dynasty." Xin Yande not only turned a deaf ear to Zhu Yunxi's gaze, but also dared to face the old man directly and said solemnly, "But let's discuss the matter and control the water.
It is not a matter of one area, but the overall situation must be considered. It costs the country’s money and food, so it is even more important to think of a comprehensive solution..."
"Your perfect solution is to use the Zhu family's ancestral mausoleum as a raft?" The old man couldn't hold back his anger.
Xin Yande frowned and said, "The so-called perfect way is to save the people's power once and for all and save the national power. From the topography, our Emperor Ming Zu's Mausoleum is in the depression, just across the water diversion river. What I call the move Zu's Mausoleum
, not to disturb the ancestral mausoleum, but to dig from the side..."
"Fart!" The old man was furious and slapped his thigh, "Do you think we are idiots who don't understand anything? If we bring water here according to your instructions, our Zhu family's ancestral mausoleum will be flooded in less than ten years.
!" As he said this, he said even more angrily, "You still know that this is the place where our Zhu family's dragon energy flourishes? You also know that this is where the Zhu family's dragon energy is, but it's damn flooded, so what's the point of talking about the dragon energy?"
There was silence in the main hall, and all the ministers bowed their heads deeply and even breathed carefully.
But Xin Yande was still suddenly not afraid. He looked at the old man and said calmly, "I just said it when I reported it to the emperor. I know that what I said is a capital crime." As he said, he suddenly smiled, "But even if it is a capital crime, I will not
Speak up!”
"I don't talk about the strange power and chaos of the gods, but I think the theory of dragon energy is illusory. I, the Ming Dynasty, can conquer the world by relying on the will of the people and illustrious martial arts, not the so-called dragon energy."
"If there were dragons in the world, how could there be the Han and Tang Dynasties? The rise and fall of dynasties depends on the moral principles of people's hearts. Today, when we, the Ming Dynasty, control floods in Huaibei, we are trying to control the hearts and minds of millions of people in Huaibei."
"Your Majesty, you are also from Huaibei. The two mausoleums of the Ming Dynasty Imperial Mausoleum and the Ancestral Mausoleum are both erected in Huaibei. I dare to ask, if the people are still suffering from floods and are displaced from their homes and their families are destroyed, will the Ancestral Mausoleum be able to calm people's hearts?"
"If the people in Huaibei have enough food and clothing and no worries about floods, will they be more grateful for the kindness of our Ming Dynasty and praise our Ming Dynasty long live?"
"Comparing the two, it is clear at a glance whether the ancestral mausoleum is the dragon spirit or the people's heart is the dragon spirit!"
After the words fell, there was a deathly silence in the palace.
Everyone looked at Xin Yande blankly, dumbfounded.
In fact, everyone understands this truth, but no one dares to say it.
"That's enough!" The old man stood up and shouted angrily, his whole body shaking with anger.
"More than thirty years after the founding of the Ming Dynasty, how many times have we exempted Huaibei from taxes and given how much food relief? Why didn't you mention it?" The old man's shoulders trembled, "According to what you said, if our Zhu family's ancestral mausoleum is not touched, the floods will be gone.
It can never be managed well? Does the Yellow River flood only every day or two? Did it happen after the Zhu family’s ancestral mausoleum was built? Is it because of the Zhu family’s ancestral mausoleum that Sizhou suffered from floods?”
"That's not what I meant!" Xin Yande frowned.
As he spoke, he sighed and knelt on the ground, "There have been six floods in the Huanghuai River so far in our country. Each time, countless people and material resources were consumed, but the symptoms were always treated but not the root cause."
"This year we will block this side and next year we will block that side, but the water will eventually overflow. One day, it will no longer be able to block it. By then, the water from the Huanghuai River will roll in, and it will be even more difficult to control it, and it will definitely take a long time.
It costs more than tens of thousands of money and food?"
"As for controlling floods, one cannot fight with the sky, but can only use the situation to his advantage. The ancestral mausoleum is located on a low ground. When it was first built, it was raised repeatedly due to the floods. There was nowhere to divert the floods. It has been gaining momentum over the years."
"The spring moon is particularly bright this year, and Sizhou has reached the point where it is necessary to strengthen the dams. The water will not flood this year, but it will not come next year. If it is not handled properly, not only will there be worries about floods next year, but it will become more serious in the following years!
"
"By then, there will be no peace for the floods in Huaibei. The ancestral mausoleums of the Ming Dynasty, water transportation from the north to the south, and the land of Huaibei will all be covered with eggs..."
"Shut up!" the old man yelled angrily, "Humph, you are right. In your opinion, the civil and military forces of the entire dynasty have been wrong for decades, but you are the only one who is right. Except for you, Xin Yande, no one in the Ming Dynasty was right.
Yes!"
"There is no other way to deal with the floods in the Yellow River other than diverting water from our ancestors' graves to open up the river. If we don't repair it, we will be sorry for the people of Huaibei, right?"
Xin Yande kowtowed, "Your Majesty, you are biased..."
"Shut up!" Zhu Yunxi really didn't want Xin Yande to talk any more, so he scolded him, "The issue of water control should be considered in the long term. What you say may not be right. How can you, as a family, arbitrarily decide state affairs?"
In fact, this was Zhu Yunxi's tolerance for him. Who would have expected that Xin Yande would not appreciate it.
He straightened his neck and said, "Your Majesty, this is not a statement made by my family. When I first became an official, I walked on the Hedao Yamen and visited Huaibei many times with officials from the Ministry of Industry and Hedao."
"This is the direction of floods, and it cannot be corrected by manpower. If we want to cure it once and for all, we must consider the overall situation according to local conditions, and focus on dredging. If we continue to block it, there will be a day when it cannot be blocked, and then..."
"Okay, okay!" The old man was so angry that his beard and hair were shaking. He looked at Zhu Yunxi and said, "Grandson, are you going to let him talk nonsense?"
"Grandpa Huang, please calm down, grandson..."
Before Zhu Yunxi could finish speaking, the old man became restless.
Li Jinglong groaned and fell to the ground.
"Are you deaf? Do you just stand and listen to such treasonous remarks?" the old man said angrily.
Li Jinglong got busy, first took a quick look at Zhu Yunxi, and then said to the outside, "Someone, pull him down!"
The bastard was outside the palace, nodding to a few guards. Then a few guards came in like wolves and tigers, and dragged Xin Yande out.
"I don't regret my death, and I am not afraid of death. However, the people's livelihood in Huaibei is more important than Mount Tai, so we must not ignore it!"
Xin Yande's shout made the old man even more angry, "Transfer him to the Zhenfu Division! Let the Jinyi Guard teach him how to speak human language!"