She was probably beaten so much by the emperor that she didn't dare to see anyone. That day she was left in the Fengtian Palace. I heard that when the third emperor's uncle left, she was as shy as a young lady.

Chen Zhao and others also came.

"Your Highness... I've almost hunted the wild boar. I can't go back empty-handed. I also brought a crossbow. Why don't you secretly fire one for him?" Fang Tongda took out the cheating tool.

Chen Zhao immediately despised you: "Damn it, Fang Tongda, I'm telling you how your shooting skills have improved recently. You just unplug the crossbow and insert the bow again."

Xu Zhen, the son of Wukang family, said in an angry voice: "Your Highness, what should I do?"

"We finally hunted once, so what about King Zhao? We can't let him!" Zhang Min shouted.

Zhu Zhanyong said angrily: "Let's go, we'll come back next time."

Zhang Shi and others were furious after hearing this. They are not people who know how to tolerate. Because of their father's relationship, they also know the relationship between the prince and King Zhao.

"Your Highness, if you don't dare to beat him, I will..."

"Pretend you don't know him."

"Yes, he is wearing a mask. Is it normal that we didn't recognize him?"

However, Zhu Zhanyong showed his boss momentum and let them go.

He is not afraid of Zhu Gaosui, and he can get through the hunting grounds with ease, but it would be unreasonable to go hunting out of the palace. Moreover, the hunting grounds may be requisitioned by the royal family, so not seeing Zhu Gaosui is the wisest choice.

Zhang Mian and others saw Zhu Zhanyong speaking. Although they felt very unhappy, they still followed Zhu Zhanyong and left obediently.

Zhu Zhanyong went down the mountain from the east of the hunting ground and took a detour to leave.

The other end.

He was ordered to collect two hundred thousand taels of silver.

Zhu Gaosui was so frustrated that he wanted to go hunting to relax. He originally wanted to order someone to find a mountain forest for wild hunting, but he accidentally found this hunting ground. At first glance, it looked no different from an ordinary mountain forest.

The gurgling stream flows for a long time, and the clear spring is clear in winter and summer. Geese, pheasants, wild ducks, and pheasants crow in the forest, and deer, deer, foxes, and rabbits gather in groups. It is like a scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.

Not surprisingly.

The capital is the place where the richest man in the world is located, and the mansions of the wealthy gentry are as big as the palace of the Han Dynasty. It is a luxury that the common people cannot imagine.

As long as they do not occupy the people's land, the court does not care what the gentry does.

Zhu Gaosui had the idea of ​​​​purchasing the hunting ground, but if it reached the ears of his father, he would probably investigate the source of his money, and the gain would outweigh the loss.

"Has the silk been sold?"

"His Royal Highness, King Zhao, has purchased too much silk. There is no shortage of silk in the capital. Otherwise, I can borrow the silver from His Highness the King of Han and return it to His Highness the King of Han after it is sent to the Tea Horse Market for trading." The subordinate officer whispered an idea.

Zhu Gaosui snorted coldly: "These are all bought with military pay. Father, can you send me to Peking? Sell them at a discount of 20,000 taels. Use the king's silver to make up for the 20,000 taels. Damn it! I feel so sad."

I am the king!"

"Your Majesty, are we going back to the capital like this?"

"of course not!"

Zhu Gaosui prepared a big gift for his beloved nephew.

A few days later, after tearfully selling out 200,000 taels of silk, and after the swelling on his face had subsided, Zhu Gaosui finally entered the palace and came to Wenyuan Pavilion.

At this moment, in Wenyuan Pavilion, Zhu Di was accompanied by Zhu Gaochi, Xie Jin, Wuzhong, Zhang Fu and Qiu Fu. Hearing that the farming work had been completely organized, they couldn't believe it and came to see it.

"Royal Ancestor, Sun Chen compiled the rice seeds last time. Now the farming methods, seasons, and pests of wheat, bean sprouts, beams, and hemp have also been compiled." Zhu Zhanyong said.

Zhu Di looked through several classics.

He gave Zhu Gaochi three years, but now in one year, the most important farming work has been compiled. The local people are in urgent need of such a book.

In fact, the Yongle Dadian was compiled very quickly, but it only needed to be revised over and over again before it was finally finalized, which only took six years.

Zhu Di closed the book and raised his head in confusion: "Did you edit it?"

This is too fast.

Jie Jin and others also looked at each other in confusion. You should know that writing five thousand words a day is considered too much. Officials often work hard all night long to write a memorial of ten thousand words.

"No, Sun Chen filled in the gaps in Wenyuan Pavilion. In the Tang, Han, and Song Dynasties, there were agricultural officials from the Ministry of Industry who compiled it. Sun Chen just filled in the pre-Qin, Yuan, and Ming dynasties and integrated them into one volume." Zhu Zhanyong said frankly.

, it took several days to check for leaks and fill them up.

Zhu Di turned his head and looked at Zhu Gaochi: "This matter was done well."

Wu Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, and the Wenyuan Pavilion scribe felt the same way when he heard this.

Zhu Zhanyong said to Zhu Di: "Then Sun Chen has resigned."

Zhu Di nodded, and Zhu Zhanyong exited Wenyuan Pavilion under the eyes of all the officials.

Zhu Gaosui looked complicated.

I had a lot of fun hunting in the hunting grounds these past few days. I hunted most of the spotted deer. I finally put away my gloomy mood and my thoughts became clear:

"Father, the people do not know the season for farming, so the harvest is not enough to pay the taxes, and the hungry people flee. I heard that the people in Henan have not paid their old rents and have new debts. In desperation, they have to sell yellow calves, or even their children...

So, the world is in urgent need of promoting farming orders! How to push it? Naturally, books on farming are needed to educate the people. Zhan Yong actually compiled farming affairs. This guy is very slippery and will have a bright future."

Zhu Gaosui bowed and continued: "How about making Zhan Yong the county king and governing Henan?"

Wu Zhong was stunned.

Although he guessed that Zhu Gaosui was unwilling to leave the capital, he asked for a reward for Zhu Zhanyong, but he never expected it. He couldn't be picky. You can't say that you have bad intentions when you ask for a reward, right?

But this is where the problem lies. If Zhu Zhanyong really granted the title of Prince of Henan, he would have left Beijing and granted the title.

Zhu Gaosui bowed: "Father, in the fertile fields of Henan, people can only grow one season of rice seedlings a year. Few people grow wheat, but the land is vast. In the mountainous land, wouldn't it be possible to grow wheat, beans, mulberry, and hemp?

The people are hardworking and unwilling to take time off, but they don’t know how to manage the fields. The children and ministers can’t stand it. Zhan Yong can compile agricultural records. Henan needs such people to govern!”

Zhan Yong is still so young, and the second brother is already dozens of years old, but he is still living in the capital. Damn it, it is not Zhan Yong's turn to be blamed.

"Father..."

Zhu Gaochi was about to speak, but his sleeve was pulled by Wuzhong next to him.

It was repeatedly reported in the memorials that Henan was either suffering from drought or insect infestation. What Zhu Gaosui said was true. The main reason was that the Yellow River often flooded. At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the imperial court organized people to dredge the Yellow River. However, the river was not dredged, but the people of the world were forced to rebel.

After that, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di did not dare to dredge the Yellow River lightly.

Flooded frequently.

The number of refugee households is accumulating day by day, and the number is gradually increasing.

At this time, someone needs to stand up and speak for Zhu Zhanyong.

"I secretly believe that the people of Henan are not rooted here. Your Majesty also knows that whenever there is a good harvest, the Yellow River floods. Drought comes in and floods come out, and the river irrigates the fields. Even if you send His Majesty Zhan Yong to go down, it will not help." The voice said.

cool and bright.

Everyone followed the sound.

It was discovered that the speaker was the British Duke Zhang Fu. Zhang Fu bowed and said, "Although I do not rule the county, I have heard from my generals that the imperial court regards the people as its foundation, and the people regard food as their life. The key is not to look at it.

Your Highness, Yong."


Chapter completed!