Chapter seven hundred and eighty-eight is still a son
"Sir, sir! We congratulate you! Congratulations are here!"
Zhu Yuanzhang shouted loudly and went straight to Zhang Ximeng's study. It was more convenient for him to come to the Zhang family than to his own home. Among other things, when he heard that the Zhang family had three children, Lao Zhu was more happy than anyone else.
He had been thinking about this for so many years that it almost left him with something wrong.
Zhang Shuning's little brat doesn't want to be manipulated and has his own ideas.
When he arrived at Zhang Chengtian's place, Lao Zhu was full of enthusiasm, but Zhang Chengtian extinguished it with just one sentence. Moreover, Zhang Chengtian has also gone to school in the past few years. Generally speaking, his performance is mediocre and he is a bit greedy. The little guy is chubby. Look.
It looked quite cute, but in the end I couldn't satisfy Lao Zhu.
Now the third child is finally here. No matter what, this child can't escape. No matter what, he has to enter the Zhu family's door. Things can happen again and again, but never again.
For Lao Zhu, this matter is simply several times more important than national affairs.
It's just that he rushed over and didn't see Zhang Ximeng. Instead, he saw an old acquaintance named Zhang Dingbian, also named Zhang.
After seeing Lao Zhu, Zhang Dingbian was slightly startled, then leaned over and said, "The foreign minister has met the Holy Lord of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Hongwu!"
Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help laughing, "Old Zhang, you are quite good at talking! There are not many old friends from back then. I will stay for a while and I will treat you to a drink. Drink good wine! Now we are the ones who get royalties.
Even more than Mr. Zhang!"
Zhang Dingbian also smiled and said, "Your Majesty's book has also been read by foreign ministers. Since ancient times, emperors have been as calm as your majesty. It has never been seen in ancient times. If foreign ministers are convinced, this world should belong to your majesty."
Lao Zhu smiled and waved his hands, "Don't say that, the world belongs to everyone, we are just running the country on behalf of the people." Lao Zhu chatted with Zhang Ding for a few words, and then asked curiously: "How did you come to Yingtian?"
Come here to see Mr. Zhang? Could it be that there is something going on?"
Zhang Dingbian couldn't help but let out a long sigh, "Your Majesty, Foreign Minister, Foreign Minister is really hard to say. Those officials you arranged are really rare in heaven and hard to find on earth!"
Zhu Yuanzhang was startled. It was obvious that this was not a good thing.
Although Lao Zhu had already made an estimate, it was really strange that he could force Zhang Dingbian to stay no longer.
"Can you tell me, what exactly did they do?"
Zhang Dingbian was startled. Since Lao Zhu asked, he couldn't hide it, so the two of them went to Zhang Ximeng's study and used this place to chat.
When mentioning Lan Yu and Li Shanchang's actions, Zhang Dingbian shook his head and lamented.
I don’t know what kind of good fortune Gao Li was lucky enough to meet such a pair of crouching dragon and phoenix chicks.
"Your Majesty, let's not talk about other things for now. You know that Goryeo imitated the officials in the Central Plains and established many yamen. Now there are only three yamen left in Goryeo."
"Three? Which three?"
"One is the Ministry of Punishment, responsible for arresting people, one is the Tianlao, responsible for detaining people, and the other is the Ministry of War, responsible for employing people."
Lao Zhu frowned, "No more?"
Zhang Ding nodded and said: "No more!"
In an instant, Lao Zhu's face turned red and he was really embarrassed!
Lan Yu and Li Shanchang, what on earth are these two bastards doing?
Such efforts to plunder the land and suck out the marrow can actually lead to a country with only three yamen left. Can this be sustained?
Won't it cause chaos?
Zhang Dingbian told Zhu Yuanzhang that not only was there no chaos, it was also quite orderly.
It's just that this orderliness is a little different from what normal people understand.
As mentioned earlier, the blue jade magic soldiers descended from the sky and surrounded 50,000 Japanese pirates, thus saving Goryeo.
At that time, Lan Yu's reputation increased rapidly, and he was like the savior of Goryeo. Everyone from top to bottom, from the king to the common people, looked up to General Lan.
It stands to reason that if people respect me one foot, I will respect others one foot.
Sapphire should protect Goryeo.
But I'm sorry, no matter what happened to Gao Li, it won't stop Lan Yu from being a good person.
He immediately requested that Goryeo immediately mobilize troops and horses to help him attack the Japanese country and avenge them.
This can be regarded as a normal operation, but then Lan Yu will open people's eyes... The third ding will draw one, the fifth ding will draw two, regardless of gender, as long as they can still move, they will all act as civilian husbands!
The Goryeo people would certainly not be able to bear the requisitioning of people in this way. The people were complaining and no one could stand it.
Can't stand it?
Then just take it slow!
Lan Yu asked to go down and investigate carefully. Anyone who is unwilling to join the army is a Japanese invader and will be executed immediately! His family property will be confiscated.
He handed over the task to the Ministry of Justice, and as a result, the Ministry of Justice expanded more and more, and directly became the largest department in Goryeo.
Gradually, the Ministry of Punishment was not only responsible for arresting people, but also responsible for collecting food. If they did not pay, they would be arrested and sent to the prison.
Once a person enters the Heavenly Prison, things become more exciting.
Lan Yu ordered that those who were somewhat capable, in good health, and young should be sorted into different categories and sent to Tieling to be handled by Zhu Di.
Many of the craftsmen in Kaiping came from this way.
Being able to enter a textile factory is considered a good thing, but the worst thing is to be sent to logging or gold mining... Almost all the prisoners sent to Peiping know that they cannot go to logging, which is really fatal!
Logging is not as simple as cutting down wood.
First of all, those mature trees are generally found in deep mountains and old forests, where there are a lot of wolves, tigers, leopards, poisonous snakes and venomous insects.
After entering the mountains, it is easy to get lost, and just looking for wood can lead to heavy casualties.
Then cutting down the wood was an extremely dangerous task. Without large tools, we had to rely on saws. Countless people were crushed to death.
If you think it's almost enough, then it can only mean that you want to keep it simple.
The real trouble is shipping out.
A piece of wood is more than ten meters long and so thick that even with a few livestock, it is difficult to carry it out of the mountain.
Therefore, a very common method is to use rivers and streams.
Once spring and summer arrive, the river water surges.
The loggers tied the wood into rafts, lowered them from the mountain, and carried the wood out of the mountain with the help of flowing water.
It sounds great, but the problem is that the current is very fast and a few people are driving the raft. Once the raft is not tied tightly, the raft falls apart and the people fall into the flowing water, and almost no one survives.
Even if the raft is not broken, if you stay on it for a long time, you may fall into the river if you are not careful.
Therefore, a lot of unowned wood can be collected downstream every year.
People downstream can exchange wood for money, but they just feel sorry for the lumberjack who fell into the water...
Of course, the situation of those gold mining workers is worse than that of logging workers. It is beyond description in words. It is almost no different from hell.
However, thanks to the blue jade, hell is also divided into eighteen levels.
The wool textile factory in Kaiping is basically close to the human world, the lumberyard is at most the third level of hell, and the gold mine is only the fifth level.
But when you get to Goryeo, it's definitely below the tenth floor.
"Your Majesty, there are only a few things left in Goryeo now. Either capture the men and prepare to use troops against the Japanese...or search for land to support expenses. Or capture the men and send craftsmen to the Ming Dynasty." Zhang Ding was bitter.
Xixi said: "His Majesty assigned the foreign ministers and Chen Fa to Goryeo. The foreign ministers also tried their best to fight for the Ming Dynasty. But today, Goryeo can no longer live in it. The foreign ministers, the foreign ministers are thinking, can they be replaced?
This place is just for begging!”
Hearing the last two words, Zhu Yuanzhang was moved by them, and even felt a little ashamed.
He finally figured out that Lan Yu and Li Shanchang were indeed top-notch people. But if they were allowed to mess around, the world would fall apart and the sun and the moon would fade away.
It is only natural that they should use their strength outside to torment other countries, and it will be well used.
"We know about this. If you are willing, just move back! Are you still interested in becoming an official?" Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Tell us directly and we will help you find a way."
Zhang Ding pondered for a while, then shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, the foreign minister has no other thoughts. I want to become a monk and become a Taoist priest. I hope your Majesty will fulfill my cultivation."
Lao Zhu thought for a while and nodded. It was indeed a pity for a beast like Zhang Dingbian to become a Taoist priest. But since he was willing, there was nothing more to say.
"Okay! But even though you become a Taoist priest, don't just sit around and ignore him. When you have time, you have to respond more to Tian. I will give you a jade token. If you have nothing to do, just talk to me."
Lao Zhu sighed, "As we get older and older, there are fewer and fewer old people who can still be called by their names. I want to talk about what happened back then. I look around, but there are not many people left."
Zhang Dingbian pondered for a moment, and it was indeed true. Zhang Shicheng died a few years ago, and he died in the Changlu Saltworks... The body was not transported back to his hometown, but was buried in the Changlu Saltworks to commemorate his contribution to solving the price of salt.
Fang Guozhen also died. He contracted a strange disease after sailing at sea for many years. It is said that his death was quite painful. Fortunately, the Fang family already had a foundation overseas and could continue the inheritance.
Among the many heroes in the late Yuan Dynasty, Fang Guozhen was the first to take action, but he had both sides, surrendering and rebelling, and changing erratically. It was not until he took refuge with Lao Zhu that he was able to work wholeheartedly for the Ming Dynasty.
Of course it is a blessing to end up like this!
Zhu Yuanzhang was understandable when he lamented the decline of personnel.
"Then... I would like to thank Your Majesty."
While they were talking, Zhang Ximeng hurried from behind.
When he saw Zhu Yuanzhang, he was stunned for a moment, and then explained: "My lord, Jiang Shangshu is not in good health. He seems to be worse than the previous two times. I asked the imperial doctor to diagnose his pulse. He has been busy until now. Logically speaking, it is the third child, so there should be nothing wrong.
Why is my heart still so ups and downs?"
Zhu Yuanzhang pondered for a moment and then said: "It's nothing, we are thinking about it, maybe you will have good news. This baby will probably be a girl, you have to make up a good word!"
Zhang Ximeng smiled and sighed: "If it's really a girl, I have nothing else to ask for. It's too tiring to raise a kid. If it's a girl, I just pamper her!"
Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but said: "Good girl, good girl indeed! If sir, you are afraid of getting tired, this girl is ours to take care of, and we will help you get tired!"
Zhang Ximeng gave Lao Zhu a blank look, why are you always thinking about my children?
While they were chatting, Zhang Dingbian suddenly said: "Prime Minister Zhang, if I'm not mistaken, the third person in your family is also a young master!"
"What?" Zhang Ximeng was startled, "You, you can tell fortunes?"
Zhang Ding grabbed his beard and said: "Forget it before, but then we stopped fighting, and we have picked it up again in the past few years. By the way, Mr. Zhang, Your Majesty has given us permission to return to the Ming Dynasty. I plan to become a Taoist priest. Mr. Zhang thinks that I should go
Where is the right place?”
Zhang Ximeng blinked, "If you are willing to become a monk, then go to Wudang Mountain! That's a great place!"
(End of chapter)
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