Zhu Yunxi ignored the exclamations of the uncles. In fact, in his opinion, this map was not perfect. He drew it with the help of his dreaming ability. There were many places on it that were inconsistent with the current situation of the Ming Dynasty.

Six hundred years of vicissitudes of life have changed the course of mountains and rivers several times, so how can it be perfect?

Just talking about Chongming Island at the mouth of the Yangtze River, the Ming Dynasty at that time was just a sandbar.

Zhu Yunxi looked at the map and moved an inch higher along the Yellow River's outlet.

"Here it is!"

"I think this place is suitable for mining and steelmaking!"

When Zhu Di heard this, he quickly looked over, his eyes full of greed.

If Yandi had its own steel mill, wouldn't the old man have a better chance of winning in a hundred years?

Other vassal kings also showed envy and jealousy. They also wanted to mine and make steel!

After Zhu Di withdrew his greedy gaze, his mind instantly regained some composure.

"Can Gu Zhen make steel?"

"certainly!"

"The Ming Dynasty is not my own Ming Dynasty, but the Ming Dynasty of the world!"

"As long as the people of Ming Dynasty are willing, everyone can make steel!"

When Zhu Di heard what his eldest nephew said, he excitedly held his hand and choked up.

"Gu... Gu is so touched, woo woo woo..."

Zhu Yunxi did not follow Zhu Di's tricks. If Zhu Gui said this, he would probably believe it. As for Zhu Di, another person who believed in him finally set a fire and became a monk...

Seeing this, others tentatively asked, and Zhu Yunxi refused to refuse anyone who came. Regardless of whether they were familiar with it before, he marked it on the map for them and asked them to go home and build a steelmaking plant.

Everyone was satisfied and happy after the meal. Only Lao Zhu had a gloomy face, with the word "unhappiness" written all over his face.

But Lao Zhu kept silent until he led all his sons to finish dinner and sent all the sons away before ordering someone to close the door and beat his grandson.

"We'll beat you to death, you rebellious grandson!"

Lao Zhu pulled out a beating stick from nowhere and hit Zhu Yunxi's butt so hard that Zhu Yunxi jumped up with a "ouch" sound.

"Old Zhutou, why are you so crazy?"

"Do you know why salt and iron are sold exclusively?"

"I know, isn't it just for the imperial court to make more money..."

"Bad money?"

When Lao Zhu heard this, he almost lost his temper. He raised his stick and hit Sun.

"We'll beat you up!"

"Do you know that once you let go of these two things, we will be in big trouble in Ming Dynasty!"

"Your uncles Wang are already restless. If you hand over the power of salt and iron to them, wouldn't it encourage their ambitions?"

When Lao Zhu said this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he thought of a possibility.

"Ni Sun!"

"Are you thinking about Zheng Burke and Duan Yuyan?"

The so-called Zheng Beke and Duan Yuyan refer to the fact that during the Spring and Autumn Period, the king of Zheng State indulged his younger brother Gongshu Duan until he indulged him to the point of rebellion before sending troops to quell the rebellion, and then took advantage of the chaos to kill him.

Later generations commented that he was sinister and sinister, and deliberately failed to discipline his younger brother, causing his younger brother to commit a serious crime and then executed him.

When Zhu Yunxi heard that Lao Zhu was taking such a big blame, he was unhappy on the spot.

"Grandpa Huang, what you say is so unreasonable!"

"We have to argue today, who is you, the pampered son who is the father, or am I, the pampered uncle who is the nephew?"

"Look at the bullshit ancestral teachings you wrote. You don't let your officials complain, and you kill anyone who complains. Is this what humans do?"

"According to the ancestral precepts you formulated, if my fourth uncle and the others led the troops to Jinling City, the officials would not dare to tell my fourth uncle of the rebellion!"

When Lao Zhu heard his eldest son accusing him like this, his old face turned as angry as a pig's liver. He didn't even bother to explain to his eldest son, but just raised his stick and hit him.

However, Zhu Yunxi was not stupid, so how could he stand there stupidly and be beaten?

Therefore, the trick of a grandfather chasing his grandson was once again staged in the hall, until Lao Zhu was exhausted and panting, and then he asked his grandson for mercy.

"Stop running away, we... we won't hit you..."

Zhu Yunxi revealed his face from behind the pillar, making a face at Old Zhu Lualua.

"Believe it or not!"

When Lao Zhu heard such rebellious words, he just rolled his eyes helplessly, and then threw aside the beating stick in his hand.

"Believe it or not!"

When Zhu Yunxi saw Lao Zhu throw away the stick, he stepped forward with a smile.

"Is Grandpa Huang exhausted?"

"Old Qin, why are you still sitting around like this? Why don't you serve tea to Grandpa Huang!"

Qin Deshun watched the excitement for a while. When he saw that the grandfather and grandson had finished making trouble, he quickly ordered someone to bring tea.

"Coming!"

"My slave is coming!"

"Would you like a drink too, the Emperor's Grandson?"

Zhu Yunxi rolled his eyes at him and said angrily.

"What do you think?"

"After running so many laps just now, my throat is filled with smoke!"

Qin Deshun was just joking with Zhu Yunxi. When he heard what Zhu Yunxi said, he quickly brought him a cup of tea.

Lao Zhu drank a few sips of tea, and then he felt like he had regained his soul. But when he accidentally caught a glimpse of Ni Sun blowing tea leaves, the extinguished dragon fire boiled again.

But now, even if he wanted to hit Nisun, he had nothing to do. He could only stretch out his legs and kick a few times to vent his anger.

"Have you ever thought that once your uncles have steel-making workshops, they will be able to continuously make weapons and armor?"

"Shh..."

Zhu Yunxi blew into the tea cup and then spoke slowly.

"Of course I've thought about it, but I don't care..."

"The future is an era of hot weapons, and cold weapons are outdated. Even if they play tricks, they can't stop my army of firearms!"

When Lao Zhu heard this, he felt a little more at ease. He had seen the power of Ni Sun's firearms camp and knew that this grandson was not bragging.

But in his opinion, firearms still have many shortcomings. For example, due to the influence of rainy and windy weather, their performance is far less stable than bows and arrows, swords and guns.

"Your firearms are indeed powerful, but you still have to be careful."

"Even if it's your own flesh and blood, you have to be careful, let alone uncles who are separated by one layer."

When Zhu Yunxi heard what Lao Zhu said, he looked at Lao Zhu in surprise.

"Grandpa Huang, are you trying to sow discord between me and the Wang uncles?"

When Lao Zhu heard this, he wanted to slap this ungrateful grandson to death. He was clearly thinking about him, right?

"snort!"

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. Just do what you like. Don't regret it if something happens in the future!"

When Zhu Yunxi saw Lao Zhu like this, he immediately came up to him with a look on his face, sat next to Lao Zhu and beat his legs.

"My grandson knows that Grandpa Huang is worried about me and that I won't be able to control those Uncle Wangs."

"But Grandpa Huang, don't worry. You should still worry about your sons. Your grandchildren are already confident, hehehehe..."

As soon as Lao Zhu heard Nisun's laughter, he knew that Nisun didn't hold it in well.

"Do you have any conspiracy?"

"No!"

"I, Zhu Yunxi, act openly and aboveboard, how can there be any conspiracy?"

"Then why did you give up such a profitable steelmaking workshop?"

"make money?"

When Zhu Yunxi heard this, he almost cried to death in his heart. Everyone saw that his steelmaking workshop was making money, but only he knew that he was losing money so much that he could hardly put on his pants.

Because most of the steel produced in the steelmaking workshop was thrown onto the railway!

The railway is a gold-swallowing beast. No amount of money is enough to feed it, and there is no profit at all in the short term!

The reason why he deceived the uncles into making steel was because he wanted to lose less money...
To be continued...