Xia Yuanji looked a little confused. He really didn't understand what was going on.
He just went to the Ministry of War next door and asked for information related to yesterday's documents.
After waiting for less than half an hour, someone from the Jinyiwei Yamen not far away was taken directly to the prison.
Jinyiwei Prison is a common name for ordinary people, and there is also a more elegant name: Zhao Prison.
The imperial prison is different from the prison. They are both prison cells, but ordinary criminals are not eligible to enter the imperial prison. They can only enter if they are involved in royal events or under the emperor's order.
To put it another way, those who can enter Jinyiwei's prison are not ordinary people.
At this moment, Jin Yiwei came over to deliver breakfast. Xia Yuanji hurriedly went to the cell and shouted: "What on earth did I commit? How can you, Jin Yiwei, seize someone without permission?"
Xia Yuanji's tone was extremely unfair. When he arrived at the cell, he thought about it and figured it out immediately. It must be related to the matter of the blank document. It must be someone behind him who took action.
Those who dare to use blank documents today must be extremely powerful people. As soon as they get the news, they will use various means to imprison themselves.
"It's inappropriate to make noises. This is your home. I don't care how you got in. But since you are here, please be honest, otherwise I will watch your skin."
The jailer scolded and then handed over a few steamed buns. Whether he ate them or not was none of his business.
"This little brother, I am the head of the household department of the Sichuan Chief Secretary. Can you help me pass the message to the household department?" Xia Yuanji said hurriedly.
The Jin Yiwei jailer sneered and said: "Don't mention you as the head of the household department of the Chief Secretary. In this imperial prison, even the Minister of Secretariat has imprisoned many people. I advise you to stay in peace."
"Besides, how can you not know what you have committed? Just wait and tell everything you know when it is your turn to be interrogated. Maybe you will suffer less." The Jin Yiwei jailer in the prison.
After delivering breakfast, we were ready to leave.
"I request to see Your Majesty." Xia Yuanji said in a deep voice. He believed that as long as he told His Majesty all this, the truth would come to light and he would be cleared.
He never thought that he would end up in Jinyiwei Prison.
Xia Yuanji, who lost his father in his early years, was a diligent person and never went out of his way. In the current Hongwu period, although he was appreciated by Zhu Yuanzhang, he had not yet truly stood alone.
Xia Yuanji is not well-known now. In the original history, after the Jingnan period, he was the first finance minister of the Ming Dynasty under Zhu Di, and he was a truly capable minister...
Later, Zhu Di was able to drive and conquer personally, but it was indispensable for Xia Yuanji's overall planning. In the end, it was Xia Yuanji who persuaded Zhu Di to give up the idea of continuing the campaign.
"History of the Ming Dynasty" praised Xia Yuanji as "the leader of the army" and "the official minister", and said that his life could be "effective in cultivating people". It also praised Xia Yuanji with the words in "Shangshu", that is, "the philosopher of Fu Qiu"
, to assist your heirs'.
Yao Guangxiao commented on Xia Yuanji: ‘It’s a legacy from ancient times.’
To put it in more common terms, Xia Yuanji has the same talents as Heshen of the later Manchu Dynasty, but his moral character far exceeds that of Heshen.
However, it is obvious that in this prison, everyone who comes in does not cry out for injustice and demands to see His Majesty.
Too lazy to pay any attention, the jailer left directly.
"Is this the sweet potato that Dasun called?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked as he picked up an oval potato full of soil.
In the courtyard beside the Qinhuai River, several carts of grain have arrived.
"Grandpa, the one you got is called a potato. It's a kind of sweet potato that's slightly red." Zhu Ying explained, not laughing because the old man didn't understand.
Zhu Yuanzhang didn't care about the dirt on it at all, and even wiped it with his sleeves. Looking at this posture, he just wanted to take a bite and taste it.
"No, grandpa, potatoes cannot be eaten raw as they are easily poisoned, but sweet potatoes are fine." Seeing this, Zhu Ying quickly stepped forward to stop him and said.
When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he put down the potatoes in his hands.
At Zhu Ying's signal, Liu Sheng next to him took out a knife, quickly peeled a sweet potato, knelt down on the ground, held it with silk in his hands, and handed it to Zhu Yuanzhang respectfully.
The raised hands were unusually firm, but his body was trembling non-stop.
"We are not tigers, so what are you afraid of? We won't eat you." Seeing this, Zhu Yuanzhang joked with a smile.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, the common people are nervous. They are frightened by Your Majesty's holy face and are so excited that they can't help themselves." Liu Sheng replied quickly.
"What's so exciting? Our eldest grandson has stayed with you for so many years." Zhu Yuanzhang replied with a smile, then picked up the peeled sweet potatoes and asked Liu Sheng to get up.
After Liu Sheng kowtowed again to thank him, he stood up and nodded slightly, standing respectfully. Even so, his legs were still a little weak.
He never thought that he would see the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty with his own eyes. He was completely different from the kings of those small countries in the Western Regions. He was a real emperor and the ruler of the entire boundless territory of the Ming Dynasty.
What shocked him even more was that it turned out that his teacher was actually the eldest grandson of the Ming Emperor. Words such as excitement, excitement, nervousness, etc. could not describe Liu Sheng's mood at this moment.
Naturally, there was Li Xiucai beside him who had the same mood as him.
In Li Xiucai's eyes, there was nothing but ecstasy. He guessed correctly, it turned out that his boss could really cover the sky with one hand in the Ming Dynasty.
No, it's not that I cover the sky with one hand, but that my boss is the bright sky.
Li Xiucai, who understands the current situation of the Ming Dynasty, can easily think that after the death of His Royal Highness, it is extremely likely that his employer will be the successor of the Ming Dynasty.
"This sweet potato tastes sweet, which is quite good." Zhu Yuanzhang finished one sweet potato in a few mouthfuls, and then said with a smile.
"Today's dinner, my grandson will prepare a feast of sweet potatoes, potatoes and corn for grandpa." Zhu Ying replied.
Zhu Yuanzhang was very moved when he heard this, and just when he was about to say yes, he happened to glance at these grain seeds with his peripheral vision, and said with a slight pause: "Forget it, let's just eat it to feel fresh. It's better to plant these grain seeds as soon as possible."
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"Plant it earlier and distribute it earlier. For the people, the food we eat is a chance to survive."
Zhu Yuanzhang sighed and said that he was not an emperor who was greedy for pleasure.
Zhu Ying nodded when he heard this and said to the old man: "Grandpa, my grandson and all my subordinates are good at planting. Let's find a place to plant them first. In a few months, we can distribute grain seeds on a large scale."
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded with satisfaction. It would not be an exaggeration to call the crops in front of him the treasures of the entire Ming Dynasty. Countless people will live because of them in the future.
He was not in a hurry to tell Da Sun that it would be done in his name. There were not many grain varieties now, and after one season of planting, Da Sun would be famous all over the world.
In Zhu Yuanzhang's mind, he had already thought of ways to spread the reputation of his great grandson.
These high-yield crops have arrived, and Zhu Ying has gradually understood the old man's character over the past few days.
In other words, the most important thing is the old man's attitude towards himself.
After dinner, Zhu Ying was in the study room and began to discuss the opening of many schools.
One of the first schools to be opened was the Agricultural School.
It is said to be a school, but in fact it is equivalent to the concept of a research institute for later generations. It is the real official office of the Ming Dynasty and also has hierarchical official positions.
If the Ming Dynasty wanted to become truly wealthy, food was absolutely a crucial issue.
Although potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn can alleviate the phenomenon of starvation to death to a certain extent, other wheat, corn, and rice cannot be given up.
The key to these crops is chemical fertilizers. Although chemical fertilizers cannot be researched at once, we must start researching them eventually.
Next is the Craftsman School, which was used for the planning and construction of the Ming Dynasty, and the Engineering School, which was used for the design and use of tools during the Ming Dynasty.
There is also a separate firearms school.
In a real sense, the Ming Dynasty formed the study of firearms into a complete discipline. The subsequent development of matchlocks was on the one hand, and more of the same research included cannons.
Artillery and gunpowder are also indispensable. Zhu Ying clearly understands that a matchlock gun alone is not an omnipotent weapon. For example, for sieges and water stations, these naturally require cannons.
There is no huge need for a medical hall. It would be better to directly restructure the hospital and department.
In the Imperial College, teachers and categories related to knowledge can also be added.
Only in this way can the comprehensive national strength of the entire Ming Dynasty be truly improved, starting from multiple aspects, rather than blindly studying firearms and just thinking about expanding the territory.
"We are very pleased with your thoughts. We can see that although you, Dasun, want to conquer the territory like us, you have not relaxed about internal affairs."
"We are all right about what you said. When the time comes, you can contact the Ministry of Revenue to see if there is anything you need, or you can do it wherever you want." Zhu Yuanzhang narrowed his eyes. He was a little overwhelmed just now. After finishing speaking,
Take a sip of tea.
"My grandson already has a plan in mind for these things. Only in the Agricultural School, my grandson still wants to borrow someone from grandpa." Zhu Ying replied.
"Oh, who does the grandson want?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked with some curiosity. For ordinary people, it would be obvious that the grandson would call him directly. If he could specifically say it, he obviously has other connections.
Zhou Wang Zhu Xi was the vassal king, so he could not stay at will. According to Zhu Yuanzhang's previous arrangements, the vassal kings had their own tasks in the vassal land and could not leave at will.
All matters involving the vassal king must be approved by the emperor, so Zhu Yingcai said specifically.
Zhu Yuanzhang was not surprised to hear about Lao Wu Zhu Ji. Although Lao Wu was a little unprofessional, his medical skills were indeed good. When he banned him, Lao Wu had been concentrating on writing books.
This is completely different from the second eldest brother Zhu Xi, his temperament is more calm.
Regarding Lao Wu and Feng Sheng, Zhu Yuanzhang was once suspicious, but now it seems there are not many problems.
The main reason is that there have been changes now that the great grandson has returned, and the generals who have made great contributions have new roles. Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang's current thoughts on the generals are also much lighter.
"Since the eldest grandson thinks that Lao Wu is good, let's tell him and ask him to start the agricultural school with the eldest grandson first, and as for the vassal land."
"Humph, all his thoughts are in the medical books. It doesn't make any difference whether he is in the feudal lord or not, so let's let Grandson Youdou handle it."
Zhu Yuanzhang directly made the final decision. Anyway, even if Lao Wu returned to the vassal territory and still managed those flowers and plants, it would be better to do something serious with Da Sun and really achieve something, which would be considered good.
Zhu Yuanzhang was also worried about these sons. After all, they were all his own flesh and blood.
As a vassal king but he likes to be a doctor, in Zhu Yuanzhang's opinion, he is not doing his job properly.
After getting the old man's approval, Zhu Ying also started planning.
Early the next morning, Zhu Ying arranged for these crops to be planted near the military camp.
Zhu Ying originally wanted the old man to arrange for the household department to take over, but the old man refused, saying that it was because the people in the household department were inexperienced and it was Dasun himself who was reliable to avoid mistakes.
Zhu Ying didn't think much about it, and went straight to Prince Zhou's Mansion after finishing.
"Xiucai, am I not dreaming? The teacher is really the eldest grandson of His Majesty the Emperor." Even though he had already slept in the yard and woke up, he looked at the teacher leaving surrounded by many royal guards and knights.
Liu Sheng said incredulously.
Such a change is really shocking.
Liu Sheng, who was familiar with the business of Qunying Chamber of Commerce under the teacher's command, knew very well that most of the business done by the teacher was prohibited by the Ming Dynasty.
All kinds of smuggling, especially the smuggling of snowflake salt, have endless means.
At this moment, Liu Sheng suddenly remembered that there seemed to be many officials in the Ming Dynasty who had received money and food from their teachers.
Thinking of this, Liu Sheng couldn't help but smile strangely.
"What are you thinking about? You're smiling so hard." Li Xiucai was still about to talk when he saw Liu Sheng's eyes were lost in thought, and then he started to smile crookedly.
Liu Sheng came back to his senses and said: "What will happen to the border officials and the salt officials who are good friends with the teacher now? These people take no less from us every year, and they are all very fat.
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Li Xiucai said: "Old Liu, if nothing else, you have to be more careful when speaking in the future. This is the Ming Dynasty, not a barbarian land like the Western Regions. Teachers cannot be called casually. They must be called Your Highness."
Li Xiucai's tone was a bit sour. Liu Sheng, an old guy, is already in his sixties or seventies, and he still talks about being a teacher.
It didn't matter in the past, but what is the status of my boss now? He is the eldest grandson of Huang Ming, the future Emperor of Ming Dynasty.
Calculating this, wouldn't Liu Sheng and others who were former disciples of the Dong family become disciples of the Emperor?
This made Li Xiucai, who had studied hard for many years, how could he figure it out?
After warning, Li Xiucai replied with some disdain: "With the temper of the Dong family, these people may not end well. Now the Ming Dynasty hates corrupt officials the most. I don't know how many officials have fallen for this corruption."
"In the past, those who took money from their employers were afraid that they wouldn't even be able to pay it back with interest."
Hearing this, Liu Sheng sneered.
Thinking of the arrogant look on his face when asking the officials to do things, Liu Sheng suddenly felt extremely comfortable.
Zhou Wangfu,
Zhu Rui was still studying medical books, still holding a pen in his hand, taking notes at any time.
Even when Zhu Ying walked up to the desk, she didn't notice it at all.
'Sure enough, not just anyone can reach such heights.'
Seeing this, Zhu Ying sighed inwardly. Zhu Ji's achievements were considered world-famous and very high.
Zhu Ying just sat in front of Zhu Zhu without disturbing him. The servant brought tea and waited quietly.
It's not that he's a polite corporal, but that Zhu Ying thinks that there's really no need to bother him when he's a scholar at this level.
School matters are not things that can be rushed out.
After more than half an hour, perhaps because his neck was feeling a little uncomfortable, Zhu Ru raised his head.
"Emperor's nephew, why are you here? When did you come?" Zhu Rui raised his head and saw Zhu Ying sitting opposite, and he was completely confused.
"I haven't been here for a long time. I saw my fifth uncle studying, so I didn't bother him." Zhu Ying replied with a smile.
"It's really, really, my fault for keeping the emperor's nephew waiting for so long." Zhu Xi said with an embarrassed look on his face.
For Zhu Ying, the current Zhu Ying is somewhat equivalent to the type of old otaku, but as a vassal king, he also has a certain tolerance, but his love is very deep.
"Between you and my uncle and nephew, there is no need to pay attention to these things. If you are too polite, you will lose the feeling of a family." Zhu Ying replied with a smile and a gentle tone.
Hearing such words from the family, Zhu Xi seemed a little moved.
His father, or other brothers, almost never told him this.
"By the way, my nephew came here because he wanted to ask Uncle Wu for help." Zhu Ying said directly without mincing words.
"The emperor's nephew says it doesn't matter. As long as I can do it, I won't hesitate." Zhu Ru said vowedly, and the emotion just now still remained in his heart.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Ying told Zhu Ju about the establishment of an agricultural school, and even went into depth about the methods of rice cultivation.
Such as pest control, fertilizer, etc.
Zhu Rui's eyes lit up after hearing these words.
Zhu Ru's favorite plants are all plants, including rice, and even many wild vegetables. Zhu Ru himself experiments on whether they can be eaten or not.
The words here may be a bit cruel, and later records about Zhu Ju also have a reputation for cruelty.
Unlike Shen Nong who tasted the herbs, Zhu Ru let others take the place of the experiment, usually prisoners, but sometimes he also let servants eat it, and then observed the situation.
After all, Zhu Xi was the vassal king, and there was no shortage of people in the vassal territory of Kaifeng and the Song Palace. Given some money and food, many people came voluntarily.
"It's just that I'm afraid I won't be able to stay in the capital for long. I will have to return to the fief after my eldest brother is buried at the latest."
Zhu Rui was very moved, it was very consistent with his interests, and from Zhu Ying's words, he learned that this school would gather a large number of like-minded people.
He is not a doctor. He has told others about this many times, but many people do not understand the difference at all.
From Zhu Ying's words, he felt a sense of identity.
This damn sense of identity makes Zhu Rui now have the urge to abandon his status as feudal king and follow Zhu Ying to become an agricultural hall.
Zhu Ying also received the honorary title of Gold Medal Lecturer in his previous life. He also studied a lot about the rhythm of conversation, especially the skills related to arousing other people's interest.
Not to mention Zhu Yi, or almost everyone in the Ming Dynasty today, will be limited by their eyesight, and their knowledge is far from being comparable to Zhu Ying.
In the blueprint described by Zhu Ying, Zhu Rui will lead tens of thousands of students and colleagues to develop high-yielding rice, and even insecticides, and fertilizers that can make the land extremely fertile.
Aren't these the current aspirations of Zhu Xi? It can even be said that General Zhu Ying's ambitions are a bit more advanced than Zhu Xi's ambitions. They are a realm that Zhu Xi himself has never imagined.
"Fifth Uncle, just don't worry. I have already told Grandpa that he also supports the establishment of the Agricultural School. Grandpa also asked me to bring a message to Fifth Uncle."
"He believes you."
Zhu Ying heard Zhu Xi's worries and said directly, and then said the four words Zhu Xi cared about most.
The first half was full of joy. When he heard those four words, Zhu Ru suddenly froze, and his eyes instantly became wet.
How much he wanted to be recognized by his father. Over the years, ever since he started to like medical books, his father had been very disappointed in him. He also said many times that he had to get down to business.
He knew that his father loved him, otherwise he would not have given him Kaifeng as a vassal territory.
When he was nine years old, the land of Wu was granted to him. It was a land of wealth in the Ming Dynasty, which shows that his father valued it.
It's just that he really likes the herbal medicine itself. This is a natural hobby, and he is addicted to it and can't extricate himself.
During the meeting with his father-in-law, he just wanted to go to Fengyang to find some medicinal herbs, but his father began to doubt him, and even demoted him to Yunnan, and then recalled him to the capital and banned him.
He also knew that the reason why his father called him back to the capital was because he was afraid that places like Yunnan would be too harsh and would cause him hardship.
Zhu Rui has been in poor health since he was a child, and his father was worried about him.
It's just that at that time, Zhu Ru's heart was cold.
His father kept talking about family affection, but he was so distrustful of him that at that time, Zhu Ru could not leave the house and was completely addicted to books.
Three years later, he finally heard these words from his father.
Seeing Zhou Wang Zhu Ji crying like a man in front of him, Zhu Ying also sighed a little in his heart.
Whether it is Zhu Di, others such as Zhu Xi, Zhu Fan, or even other younger princes.
Everyone admires their father Zhu Yuanzhang from the bottom of their hearts.
In their hearts, their father has been their idol since childhood, especially the older princes of the feudal clan.
No matter how strong he is externally, he is as docile as a sheep in front of his father.
After a while, Zhu Xi realized what he was doing and said apologetically: "I made the emperor's nephew laugh."
Zhu Ying said softly: "Fifth Uncle, I can understand. In fact, in Grandpa's heart, all the uncles are the palms of his hands and the backs of his hands. They are all the flesh and blood of his heart. How could Grandpa not feel sad for them?"
After hearing this, some of the gaps in Zhu Rui's heart towards his father suddenly disappeared, and his whole mental outlook became somewhat different.
It looks like the feeling of changing from a otaku to an elite white-collar worker.
"Since my father has agreed to this, I have nothing to hesitate about. I will leave it to my nephew to decide what to do next." Zhu Xi said, changing his previous dejection.
Zhu Ying also nodded heavily and said: "The Agricultural School is related to the livelihood of the people in the world. In the future, I will leave it to my fifth uncle to decide whether the people of Ming Dynasty can have enough to eat."
After saying this, Zhu Ying bowed deeply to Zhou Wang Zhu Ji.