Chapter 166: Mu Ying is marrying her daughter to the emperors grandson
Outside Zhongji Hall.
Because Mu Chun, the eldest son of Xiping Hou Muying, entered the court, the emperor was so happy that he even kicked out his grandson Zhu Yunxi.
Zhu Yunxi walked at the front with a look of helplessness, turning back and slapping his butt where there was a footprint.
Zhan Hui and the others who were driven out walked side by side with their heads bowed.
Seeing the silence of several people, Zhu Yunxi straightened his clothes, and then returned to normal, and said: "You still have to deal with the matter in Zhejiang as soon as possible. Grandpa's long life is approaching, and we must not cause any more troubles to offend him.
Let the troublesome things come out."
Zhan Hui and others accepted the order.
Rujun, Minister of the Ministry of War, said: "According to what Commander Jiang said, most of the invading Japanese pirates this time have been intercepted and killed by the Haining Guards and driven into the sea. The number of Japanese pirates who have sneaked into our Ming Dynasty will definitely not be too many. Locally speaking
Let's exchange what we have, and now that the New Year is approaching, there are fewer and fewer people traveling for business, so it will not be difficult to completely eliminate these Japanese pirates."
Zhu Yunxi nodded, looked at the Minister of War with a faint look, sighed silently, and shook his head.
His performance caught the eyes of several people, and they couldn't help but hesitate for a while.
Zhan Hui asked in a low voice: "Is the Emperor Taisun worried that the Japanese pirates who have sneaked in will cause trouble?"
Zhu Yunxi shook his head again: "There are just a few small thieves, and I, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, will definitely wipe them out. I am just thinking..."
As he spoke, he opened his arms and his expression gradually became emotional.
"If there are countless dragon boats and treasure ships of our Ming Dynasty on the coast of the Ming Dynasty, warships patrol day and night for defense, and the navy is brave and good at fighting, how can there be disobedient thieves who repeatedly invade our Ming Dynasty?"
Zhan Hui's eyes turned, he didn't intend to answer this question.
Zhao Mian, the Minister of Household Affairs, also opened his mouth, and finally closed it honestly.
On the other hand, Rujun, the Minister of War, smiled bitterly and said: "Emperor Grandson, our Ming Dynasty has a vast coastal territory and endless sea territory. If warships are spread all over the sea and there are warships patrolling day and night, I am afraid that even the whole country will not be able to accomplish it."
Zhu Yunxi hummed: "Could it be that our Ming Dynasty can only surrender without restraint, and only when the Japanese invaders come, can we use the officers and soldiers of the Coastal Guard to resist them?"
As he said that, he looked at the Ministry of Finance on the side: "Shang Shu Zhao, the Ministry of Finance probably knows that many people along the coast of Ming Dynasty make a living by fishing on the sea, and there are even merchants in the southeast area who go to sea to do business and return gold and silver. If it is
If the Japanese invasion is not eliminated, I’m afraid your Ministry of Household Affairs will not only lose the tax money of these maritime merchants, but also have a headache in terms of food rations for the people on the southeast coast."
Zhao Mian, who was named, had no choice but to turn around and hand him over: "What the Emperor Taisun said is true. In Hangzhou, Quanzhou, Fuzhou, Guangzhou and other places, many merchants went to sea to earn gold and silver. And in the East China Sea area,
The terrain of the Tao is mostly mountainous, and there is not much fertile land for farming. Most of the people along the coast of the Tao go out to fish to supplement their food rations and subsidize their families."
"How come the people of our Ming Dynasty are suffering from such disasters... It should be our Ming Dynasty that goes out to rob others..."
Zhu Yunxi shook his head, looking sad, waving his hands and walked far away alone.
Zhan Hui and the others were left looking at each other in confusion.
If the emperor's grandson is warlike, it is because he sympathizes with the people along the East China Sea. But if he is pity for the people, he keeps saying that he wants to go out and rob others.
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In the palace, Zhu Yuanzhang, who had driven away everyone, had already stood up and went to the prince's side, who was basking in the sun.
He put his hands on his knees, bent over and turned his face sideways, looking outside.
Then he turned to look at the prince with a curious look on his face: "Can't you tan?"
Zhu Biao looked helpless and changed the subject: "Brother, why did you let Muchun come to Beijing at this time?"
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at his eldest son and always felt a little worried. The prince of the Ming Dynasty would one day be sunburned into a black head.
He turned behind Zhu Biao, pushed the wheelchair with both hands, and pushed him into the hall.
"Ying'er doesn't come back once a year. He has to guard Yunnan for us and can't get away. He probably wants that boy Muchun to come back and fulfill his filial piety in front of us for him."
Zhu Biao hummed and agreed with the old man's statement perfunctorily.
But there are other thoughts in my heart. My eldest brother is not the one who needs to do these things. If he wants to come back and fulfill his filial piety, the best possibility is to send out the army first and kill the disobedient people in Yunnan.
I was convinced, let Yunnan live in peace, and then returned to Beijing to fulfill my filial piety in front of the old man.
Zhu Yuanzhang put his hands on his hips and looked very happy: "Although that boy Mu Chun is the same generation as Yunxi, he is a bit older than him. I heard that he now has several fat sons."
"Why!"
Finally, the old man's sigh rang loudly in the prince's ears.
The old man is thinking about having the emperor's great-grandson.
The corner of Zhu Biao's mouth twitched and he could only whisper: "Yunxi hasn't reached the crown yet. Even if he doesn't reach the crown, he will have to wait for another two years..."
Zhu Yuanzhang snorted dissatisfiedly.
The prince is looking forward to everything going well in terms of state affairs, but is not in any hurry to give birth to the emperor's great-grandson.
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Without realizing at all, Zhu Yunxi, who was about to become the communicator of the Ming royal family's bloodline, had already rushed outside the Meridian Gate.
In front of the towering Meridian Gate is the long Imperial City Corridor. On both sides of the city walls several feet high, there are countless patrol posts of the Imperial Guard.
Outside the Meridian Gate is the Hongwu Gate, the first gate in the imperial city.
Therefore, most of the time what you hear about being dragged out of the Meridian Gate and beheaded is just a joke.
Who would kill someone in front of their own house?
At this time, at the door of Lao Zhu's house.
There was a group of people covered in dust, standing on the edge of the royal road. Behind the group were carriages, which were piled with boxes.
If one were unaware, one would have thought that a poor relative of the emperor's family had come to seek refuge.
Zhu Yunxi just glanced at a man in his late thirties at the front of the team.
The opponent was wearing a round-neck uniform, with a saber hanging on his waist. When he stood, his figure was tall and straight, without any sway.
Before Zhu Yunxi could speak.
The other party had already led a woman beside him forward.
"I am the prince of Xipinghou, the governor of the rear army, and the commander of the Guangnan Guard, Mu Chun, meet the emperor's grandson."
This is Mu Chun, the eldest son of Marquis of Xiping Muying, who later inherited the title of Marquis of Xiping.
Just when Zhu Yunxi was about to help his cousin up.
The woman next to Mu Chun also spoke in Fu Shen's words: "My daughter, Mu Caiyun, is here to see the grandson of the emperor."
Mu Caiyun?
The daughter of Marquis Xiping?
Zhu Yunxi was confused, frowned slightly, and looked at the daughter of Marquis Xiping who was here with Mu Chun for some reason.
I saw Mu Caiyun wearing a light green slanted skirt with embroidered flowers, birds and branches, and goose yellow flower bones. The skirt was folded, the color was simple, light and elegant.
Just looking at it, it seems like there is a breeze blowing, and the color is like moonlight. When moving, it is like water patterns, rippling thoughts.
Another glance shows a pair of small flat feet wearing a pair of pink boots, which is extremely cute.
And upward, it's not like Tang Queqing's buds waiting to bloom, but it's like spring buds ready to bloom.
A small and round cheek, without makeup, but the skin is as smooth as mutton fat, crystal clear and delicate. Her eyes are bright and dexterous, and when paired with the girl's hair accessories, she looks even more adorable.
Everything happens in an instant.
Zhu Yunxi's eyes were already looking at Mu Chun.
Mu Chun smiled slightly, and then became solemn: "My father knew that the emperor's grandson left the palace to study military affairs, and changed the title to Huaiyou. Today coincides with the longevity of His Majesty, so he sent his ministers to the capital to congratulate him, to show that the Mu family is happy.
Forget your majesty’s kindness in raising you up in the past.”
Zhu Yunxi nodded and already grabbed Muchun's wrist: "Brother Chun, don't be so rigid. Speaking of which, if grandpa hadn't dominated the world back then, we would still have the same surname. Grandpa just heard that brother Chun returned to Beijing, okay?
Happy, let me come out to greet you immediately."
Return to Beijing.
Zhu Yunxi used this word.
Muchun's face was reserved, and he said with some worry: "I'm just approaching the capital and heard that His Majesty is ill and that the Crown Prince is seriously ill. He has become more and more anxious. He has been traveling for days. I wonder how are His Majesty and the Crown Prince in front of me?"
The two of them walked in front toward the palace.
Zhu Yunxi shook his head, with a relaxed expression on his face: "Grandpa has a strong body and is no longer in serious trouble. It's just that after my father's illness, his legs and feet are not very flexible. Now he can only rely on a wheelchair to move around, but I think in some time, he will definitely be
Can recover."
As he spoke, his eyes turned back to look at Mu Caiyun who was following behind, clasping his hands in front of his lower abdomen, lowering his head, and following step by step.
Mu Chun glanced at the young cousin, smiled silently, and said in a low voice: "When my father was in Yunnan, he said that the south is a barbarian land after all, and most of them are people who don't understand etiquette. My sister is getting older now.
I want to take this opportunity to go back to Beijing and see the rules and etiquette of my Han family girl."
"oh?"
Zhu Yunxi made a faint sound, but he didn't believe it in his heart.
In the majestic Xipinghou Mansion, in the home of the adopted son of Emperor Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty, is there still a lack of nurturing nuns?
He took another look at Mu Caiyun, who was following behind and was about the same age as him.
It’s not like Mu Ying wants to marry a girl, right?
Zhu Yunxi led the group of people. After the congratulatory gifts from the Xiping Hou Mansion entered the palace, someone from the palace took over and sent them to the inner treasury for archiving.
Zhu Yunxi led Mu Chun and Mu Caiyun all the way to Zhongji Hall.
"Grandpa, my cousins are here."
Zhu Yunxi looked at the old man and his father who were talking quietly together, and called in a low voice.
Zhu Yuanzhang immediately turned around, and the prince also turned around.
"Muchun! You haven't been back for many years, but now you are getting stronger and stronger, and you have the style of our family!"
Zhu Yuanzhang's face was filled with joy and flushed red. He stepped forward and reached out to pat Muchun's shoulders and arms hard.
Then he seemed to come to his senses and looked aside hesitantly. Mu Caiyun seemed a little timid as it was his first time in Beijing to meet the saint.
"Is this Ying'er's daughter?"
Mu Chun had already pulled Mu Caiyun to kneel down.
"Returning to the old man, my father told me before I returned to the capital this time that my sister Caiyun will be handed over to me. When I come to the capital this time, I will send her to the East Palace to learn some Han family etiquette."
"If the old man thinks that my sister is not bad, he will wait a few more years and take her into the emperor's grandson's house."
"If the old man refuses and I mess up the matter this time when I return to Beijing, my father will not allow me to return to Yunnan again."
As he spoke, Muchun kowtowed to the ground.
grass!
Have you eaten melon again?
Zhu Yunxi looked at Mu Caiyun who was following Mu Chun and kowtow.
He never thought that Mu Ying would marry his daughter to him.
He quickly looked up at the old man.
At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang was also stunned by Mu Ying's move, and he could not react for a while.
Originally, he thought it was because Ying'er couldn't get away, so he asked his boy to come back to fulfill his filial piety.
Who would have known that this was Mu Ying, that bastard, who wanted to send his daughter to his grandson's house.
Prince Zhu Biao hid behind him, looking at the blank expressions on the faces of his old man and the gangster, and couldn't help but laugh.
The wheelchair creaked and turned.
The prince turned his wheelchair and came to the front.
"Father, brother Chun and girl Caiyun are still kneeling."