Zhu Yunxi was hit on the head and almost knocked his teeth on his rice bowl.
But I felt so happy in my heart that I even pictured in my mind the image of my daughter, smiling before saying anything, virtuous and virtuous.
It's ridiculous to say that, after two lives, he is still a blank slate emotionally. In his previous life, conditions did not allow it, but in this life, conditions allow it. Without that social environment, he has to be constrained by etiquette and law.
In his previous life, the girls he came into contact with were either classmates or relatives. Like most young people from ordinary backgrounds, they behaved as expected and worked diligently to make money. They did not have the ability to be a scumbag, nor did they have the right to be picky. They just waited.
When you reach the right age, your family will introduce you to a good match.
In fact, if that's the case, that's not bad. I'm afraid that in a society with sinister people, what is waiting for is not a good match, and the man becomes the taker in a muddle-headed way.
Just like what was said in the news, a man’s paternity test revealed that the eldest of his twin sons is not his biological son, but the second one is. (Good water! Good water!)
Zhang Ronger was the first lively woman he had come into contact with in his life, and her moving image was always in his mind. To say he was not tempted would be a lie.
"If you laugh again, grains of rice will come out of your nostrils!" The old man cursed in disgust, "Women, just say it. You are our eldest grandson, why don't you just choose the women in the world? Look at what you did.
What happened? We were all worried after hearing this!"
"Hehe!" Zhu Yunxi lowered his head and smiled, "Grandpa Huang, actually my grandson..."
"Can't you let it go?" The old man said with a smile, "Why can't you let it go? You are a man. If you don't catch up, why do you wait for the woman to catch up? Looking for a woman is like fighting and killing people.
.If I kill someone by mistake, I won’t let him go!”
"What you said makes sense!"
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Zhu Yunxi agreed, but said to himself, "I'm not domineering enough. I want whoever I like, but it's not like I don't have the conditions and capital. As long as I want the most beautiful girls in the world...
..”
Thinking about it, he quickly dismissed this thought, "No, I'm not a fool, how can I think of this!"
The old man continued to chatter on the side, "Let's make a decision first, and let Zhang Shan's daughter enter the palace after Ning'er is born. Just in time, when your eldest child turns one year old, the second child will also be born!" As he said this, the old man smiled happily.
, "I can't prepare for the fact that there will be a third and fourth child when the time comes, haha!"
Zhu Yunxi didn't react for a while, he counted with his fingers for a long time, and then he was having a lot of fun.
Smiling, he suddenly felt something was wrong and asked, "Grandpa Huang, if that's the case, is it too high for you to appoint Zhang Shan to be the governor of the province?"
You know, the old man was afraid that his relatives would become big in the future, so he chose Zhao Ning'er instead of choosing among the nobles. And if Zhang Ronger enters the palace, her mother's family is the governor of a province, which means that she will die...
..
"You kid, why are you so stupid when you think about women?" The old man shook his head and cursed, "Zhang Shan is an official, not a Jinshi, and has never been a member of the Imperial Academy. He will never be able to get into the Imperial Academy. He will be the Chief Secretary."
"It doesn't matter that he doesn't follow the rules when he's in power. He has a pedantic temperament and is the most contented person."
The old man's words were very clear. Although the chief secretary of a province is a high-ranking official and has a high position, he is a newcomer to the government after all and does not belong to any faction at all.
"My grandson has learned another trick from you!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "Choosing a wife for your children and grandchildren is also a skill!"
The old man smiled proudly and crossed his legs, "We just have to worry about our lives!"
"Grandpa Huang!" Zhu Yunxi took the old man's hand, rubbed it twice, and said with a smile, "My grandson is yours to worry about!"
"Eat, eat!" The old man patted the back of his hand, and the grandfather and grandson looked at each other and smiled.
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As a prince, marriage is just an interlude, and women are just a diversion.
After the grandfather and grandson talked in private, they had to work hard on paperwork and worry about the world's military and national affairs.
Time flies, and half a month later, the autumn harvest has arrived. In the late autumn of October, everything matures.
China has been a farming country since ancient times, using farming to create a glorious civilization. The awe of the blessings of heaven and earth and the harvest of the four seasons has long been integrated into the blood. The complicated etiquette of the autumn harvest is no less than the emperor's sacrifice to heaven, or even slightly more
.
As the old man gets older, he can take charge of all these things.
Zhu Yunxi, the grandson of the emperor, was pushed to the stage and left to the mercy of the officials of the Ministry of Rites. He spent almost half a month fasting, went to the Temple of Heaven to worship heaven, and worshiped the God of Agriculture. He was so busy that he was dizzy.
The ministry officials were also afraid that the etiquette would not be grand enough or that the ceremony would be too simple.
When the Imperial Heavenly Supervisor selected the official day for the sickening ceremony, Zhu Yunxi, dressed in solemn court attire, led hundreds of officials out of the capital to the edge of the Temple of Heaven, outside the royal sacrificial field.
As the crown prince, he must set an example for the world, and the country and the country will be unstable without farmers.
Holding in hand an old sickle that has been passed down for countless generations and used by countless kings, I stepped into the field and reaped the first harvest in the world this year as the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty.
And, the harvest was ceremoniously placed on a red tray, and then sent to the Ancestral Temple to be presented to heaven.
Don't underestimate these formalisms, this is the etiquette of the feudal era. After he officially ascended the throne as emperor, not only did he have to bring the princes to the court every year, but after the harvest was completed, the queen, concubines, etc. also had to go to the fields in person to pick up the scattered crops.
of food.
Even though it was a ceremony and he was not allowed to work, he was exhausted physically and mentally after these days of hard work, and he was covered in sweat while wearing the robe.
The ruts are slowly turning, and the golden fields outside the window are slowly turning into reflections.
Zhu Yunxi's carriage was heading towards the Forbidden City.
In the carriage, Zhu Yunxi looked out the window in a daze. This half month was more tiring than the months he fought in Goryeo, and his whole body was played like a puppet by the courtiers.
"Your Highness, please wipe it!" In the large carriage, Wang Shai knelt down and said, holding up a slightly moist towel.
Zhu Yunxi took it and wiped his head and face vigorously, feeling a little better.
Although I am a little tired, my heart is happy. In the past month, the autumn harvest reports from various places have been all good. There are no natural disasters to cause trouble, and this year will be a good year for Ming Dynasty.
"Your Highness, have some tea!" Wang Shai offered warm tea again.
"Go ask Fu Rang!" Zhu Yunxi blew the tea leaves floating on the tea cup and said, "Counting the days, Duke Mu Chun of Guizhou should have arrived. I have been busy with the autumn harvest these days, and I haven't had time to see him yet.
.You ask Fu Rang to tell him that he will be summoned in the East Palace!"
Yunnan is too remote and has inconvenient transportation. Mu Chun was ordered to go to Beijing to report on the affairs of the southwest, which took more than two months.
"Southwest, Southwest!"
Zhu Yunxi pondered slowly in the carriage, "Return to the old ways!"
Some things should be done while the country is strong. But in the Yunnan border area, the chieftains are entangled and miasma is rampant all year round, so there is no need to rush. Moreover, Goryeo has not stabilized this year, and Beiyuan has been wandering outside the customs. For a while, the court could not
There is too much use of troops in the southwest.
The Ming Dynasty, which seems to have a peaceful world, actually has many troublesome places.
Just as he was thinking about this, Wang Shai re-entered the carriage, knelt down and said, "Your Highness, the Emperor has sent an order to you to go directly to him after returning to the palace!"
Zhu Yunxi was still a little confused, but after returning to the palace and going to the old man's side, he understood everything.
The old man's one-third of an acre of land was already golden. When he returned to the palace last month, he had only harvested half of it, leaving about an acre of land. He was waiting to harvest it after the royal ceremony today.
(It’s not that the emperor doesn’t offer sacrifices and the common people can’t harvest rice. But the day chosen by the royal family is based on the solar terms of the Han and Tang Dynasties in the past, which is later than the day when the people in the south harvest!)
In the past, when Empress Ma was around, this was a compulsory course for the Zhu family.
Beside the field, Concubine Hui and others, including Zhao Ning'er who was still pregnant, were all dressed in coarse cloth and were busy with the palace people.
This is time for real work!
The ceremony of worshiping the autumn harvest is just a formality, but the old man's three-acre land needs to be worked hard.
"Grandson!" The old man stood in the field, holding on to the half-waist-high wheat and said with a smile, "Change your clothes, we will take over the land today!"
"Hey!" Zhu Yunxi agreed, took off his robe, put on his clothes, took a shiny sickle from the eunuch's hand, and strode towards the farmland.
"Bah! Bah!"
The old man spat into the palm of his hand and said with a smile, "When we were young, it only took half a day to get two acres of land. Now that we are old, we can only take our children and grandchildren with us!" After saying this, he did not move.
He looked askance at Zhu Yunxi.
The latter immediately understood and said with a smile, "Grandpa Huang, please rest first and leave this work to your grandson!"
"Are you okay?" the old man asked with a smile.
"It's okay!" Zhu Yunxi smiled, "Man, you can't say no!"
"Leave it to you!" The old man grinned, sat down on the edge of the field, picked up the purple clay pot and said with a smile, "It looks like the wind is going to blow, hurry up!"
Zhu Yunxi breathed a sigh of relief, bowed his head to the golden wheat field, and began to harvest. He silently recited the tips taught by the old man last time, used strength on his waist, straightened his back, and cooperated with each other. After a few strokes, the wheat fell along the ridges of the originally harvested fields.
Next piece.
Not far away, there was suddenly a loud noise.
A group of young princes came over cheering, "Father, my sons and ministers are here to harvest wheat!"
The old man put down the teapot and shouted to the youngest son with a smile on his face, "Slow down, don't drop it!" After saying that, he looked at Zhu Yunxi who was still working, "You don't need to make trouble, let him do it by himself!"
Hearing this, Zhu Yunxi, who was thinking that someone would finally help him, almost cut his own hand.
"Are you so partial?"
The anger in your heart turns into strength.
At this time, under the guidance of several eunuchs, the two ministers, one by one, entered the back garden.
The two of them were stunned when they saw this scene, and then the military attaché in the Duke's uniform took off his robe and ran to the old man's side and knelt down.
"My lord, Mu Chun comes to see Your Majesty!"
"Coming!"
The person who came was none other than Duke Mu Chun of Guizhou, son of Mu Ying.
The old man smiled, then saw that the other party had taken off his robe, and said with a smile, "You have a good sense and know that you have to work, so take off all your clothes. Go ahead and help our grandson!"
"Hey!" Muchun agreed and quickly stepped into the wheat field.
Zhu Yunxi, who was harvesting wheat, felt a light touch on his hand, and the sickle in his hand was taken away by Mu Chun, "Your Highness, rest a while, I will do the work for you!"
Zhu Yunxi straightened up and said with a smile, "When did you come to Beijing?"
"My lord, I arrived three days ago!"
"Is it relatively stable in Yunnan? Don't you think there will be chaos there as soon as you come to the capital?"
Mu Chun's face was similar to that of Mu Ying. They were both bold men. He smiled and said, "Your Highness, before I came here, I told those barbarians that whoever dares to cause trouble in my absence will be pulled out of the cave one by one when I return.
bloodletting!"
At this time, the sitting old man waved to the official who was stunned by Mu Chunlai over there.
"who are you?"
"Your Majesty, Zhang Wei, who is participating in the political affairs of Yunnan, comes to see His Majesty the Emperor Wu..."
"Oh, you are the new chief secretary of Korea, the crown prince!" The old man waved his hand impatiently, "Why are you still standing there in a daze? Go down and work too!"
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This chapter has been completed!