: Gu Yao Farms (6.1k big chapter, please vote for me!)

The star observatory is illuminated by warm sunshine.

Falling on the human body, a long-lost warmth surged into my heart.

Zhu Xiongying was wearing a white light robe, with his black hair hanging casually, standing beside the railing.

From here, you can overlook most of Yingtian Mansion.

In the city of the Imperial Capital, at the feet of the Emperor, everywhere you look is reflected with singing and dancing, a scene of prosperity and prosperity.

According to historical records, there was the rule of Hongwu.

But I couldn't help but think about what I saw along the way during this trip to Yunjiang. The closer we got to the border, the more difficult the lives of the people became.

Especially in border towns, many people don’t even have a fixed place to live.

Once a major disaster occurs, they will instantly become refugees, and it is not uncommon for Yi Zi to eat each other.

Seeing the suffering of the people, Zhu Xiongying had a new definition of the word "prosperous age".

Although he is a grandson, he is the future ruler of the world.

But his soul comes from another world. In that world, the promotion of the "prosperous age" can be said to have achieved universal education.

Anyone who has studied in elementary school for a few years will be able to pick up "Han Wu, prosperous Tang Dynasty" off the top of his head.

However.

Whose prosperity is this?

The prosperity of the emperor or the prosperity of the people?

For example, during the Han Dynasty, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was revered by later generations as the only emperor through the ages.

I will give you a choice to become a subject of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. Will you go or not?

Even if he is beaten to death, he will not go.

Because it is very likely that they have to pay taxes and do hard labor, and they cannot even afford a morsel of chaff.

This kind of prosperity is about the prestige of the country and the reputation of those in power for future generations, not the general public or the people of the world.

Zhu Xiongying didn't think about this in the past because the burden was not on his shoulders.

But now that he has taken charge of the Ming Dynasty, he must be responsible for his people.

At least.

Every family has a surplus of food, and all the people are striving for a well-off life.

This is the basic goal Zhu Xiongying has set for himself.

After stretching his waist, Zhu Xiongying was about to change his clothes and go to the East Palace. He wanted to see what kind of dragon gate formation Lao Zhu was mysteriously planning to create with him.

"Your Highness, the King of Zhou is outside for an audience."

Xiao Bao walked carefully and glanced at Xiao Wu and Cai Ling, who were both awake and tired but asleep, and silently praised the two women for their dedication in serving His Highness.

I thought that I should study hard and strive to be able to relieve His Highness one day.

‘King of Zhou?’

Zhu Xiongying remembered that this guy was sent by Lao Zhu to rectify the hospital, so why did he come to see him when he had time?

However, as one of the rare sons of Lao Zhu, he is a gentleman like himself.

Zhu Xiongying decided to meet him first.

"Xuan."

Not long after.

Zhou Wang Zhu Ju entered the Star Observation Tower.

Of course, Xiao Wu and Cailing had been sent back to their respective courtyards. The two girls walked a little unnaturally when they got up, so Zhu Xiongying gave each of them a bottle of Ice Skin Jade Cream.

Good medicine is necessary to remove heat and reduce swelling.

"Uncle Wang, what's the matter?"

Zhu Xiongying glanced at Zhu Xi. The King of Zhou, who looked quite as handsome as himself, looked very worried at the moment.

"Hero."

He walked to Zhu Xiongying's side and called out earnestly.

This title explains the purpose of coming.

He did not intend to discuss the next matter with Zhu Xiongying as a monarch or minister, but wanted to use his uncle and nephew.

"I read the message from the six kings of the North."

"Uncle Wu wants to know what you think? If one day, these uncles in the north fall into your hands, what are you going to do with them?"

Zhu Xi stared at Zhu Xiongying, hoping to get Zhu Xiongying's answer.

"How does Uncle Wang feel about being alone?"

Zhu Xiongying said lightly.

The word "Uncle Wang" and the word "Gu" widen the distance and directly show the identity of monarch and minister.

You can use your status as uncle to tell me which girl is more attractive.

No need to discuss other matters.

"Gu can tell Uncle Wang that if Gu just wants them to die, then they won't be able to see the sun tomorrow."

Zhu Xiongying smiled contemptuously.

This is definitely not bragging. He could kill Silunfa, the Lord of Luchuan, in the Luchuan Palace thousands of miles away, and he could kill people in the palace of any of the six kings in the north.

The reason why not to do that.

One, disdain.

With the identity and status of the Archmage, since we want to cut down the vassal, we should do it openly and openly, and bring down these self-respecting uncles openly, let them know, and let everyone in the world know who is the best in the old Zhu family.

You are forced to kneel down for me.

Second, consider Lao Zhu’s mood.

In any case, these guys are Lao Zhu's biological sons. Zhu Xiongying has no hatred towards them, and he doesn't want to kill them himself. He is afraid that Lao Zhu's heart, which has stopped beating very much, will suddenly stop.

If you want to kill him, you have to let Lao Zhu decide, such as the life and death of King Qin.

Third, some people are more useful alive than dead.

If the six kings of the North are alive, then there will be six big-headed flies buzzing in the North. All you have to do is swat these six flies to death. But if they all die inexplicably, it will be a bunch of mosquitoes, which will be very annoying.

Fourth, the root cause is laziness.

Why take action personally when you can solve things with words.

This is like working as a worker and finding that the leader is doing nothing all day long. Is it because the leader does not know his job?

No.

Some leaders are very good at the technical level, but they never do it themselves. Can they still be called leaders if they do it themselves?

Of course, Zhu Xi didn't believe what Zhu Xiongying said. He only regarded it as Zhu Xiongying's excuse to avoid the problem.

"Uncle Wang, the emperor's grandfather still has important matters to do to find the orphan. If you really have nothing to do in the hospital, you can write more letters to those in the north and let them figure it out and come to Yingtian yourself."

"I invite them to drink today's new tea, 398 each."

Zhu Xi was stunned.

What is today’s new tea?

398 for two? Too expensive!

………………

East Palace.

Garden, meditation pavilion.

Since the continuous heavy rain stopped, the weather has been excellent these days.

The wind is high and the air is crisp, the sky is clear, and the warm spring breeze blows on the cheeks, which makes people feel a little relieved.

Even Abiao, who lies in the hospital bed all day long, will ask Zhu Yunxi to push him out from time to time to take a breath of fresh air.

Of course, in a wheelchair.

The patent for this wheelchair comes from Zhu Xiongying, the grandson of the Ming Dynasty.

In fact, Lao Zhu also owned one, but Lao Zhu felt that it was too disrespectful to the emperor's dignity, so he insisted on using a stick.

"Father, if you want to see your subject, just send someone from the palace to the East Palace to deliver a verbal message to summon your subject to the palace. There is no need to go there in person."

Listening to A Biao's words, Lao Zhu touched his nose and gave his eldest son an embarrassed yet polite smile, a little embarrassed.
To be continued...