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Chapter six hundred and fifty seventh warm

But that's what I expected. After all, Zhu Biao is still in the capital. If he does something wrong, someone will report it to Zhu Biao. Although he is the prime minister, his autonomy is not as great as imagined, or even slightly less.

Yu ordinary feudal official.

For example, Liu Bowen, who was far away in the southwest, although with Lao Zhu's character, he must have sent his pro-army Duweifu to keep a close eye on him, but as long as Liu Bowen's actions did not touch the bottom line of military power, no one would dare to pierce this layer of window paper.

No one will scrutinize whether government affairs are implemented right or wrong, and they have great autonomy.

Of course, with Liu Bowen's caution, he never did anything out of the ordinary. Many government affairs that required special treatment at the local level were either reported in advance or reported in detail afterwards.

Seeing that his father didn't speak, Liu Jin took the initiative and said, "His Royal Highness Prince Jin has been kneeling in the Jinshen Hall all night, and he should be still waiting for my order now."

Zhu Biao snorted and asked, "Really knelt all night?"

Liu Jin lowered his head and did not dare to answer. Zhu Biao naturally knew how wet he was from kneeling all night. He must have slept on his stomach in the palace all night, and then woke up in the morning and knelt down properly.

But this is only right, considering the second child's temper and nature, Zhu Biao punished him. Even if Lao Zhu personally ordered the punishment, it would be like this. He still knew in his heart that his father and brother would not kill him for such a trivial matter.

"Let him go. He can do whatever he likes."

"Sir, would you like to ask Prince Jin to plow the fields? According to your instructions, there will be no one else to take care of the fields. Before he left, His Majesty was still talking about what he wanted to taste when he returned from the Northern Tour."

Zhu Biao had no intention of answering, and Liu Jin would not talk any more. The hands in his sleeves shook slightly, and immediately behind him, a young eunuch silently left the team and went to Jinshen Hall to convey the prince's oral instructions.

Zhu Biao passed through the Wu Building through the middle left gate and went straight to the front of Wuying Hall. As he got closer, the smile on his face became warmer and warmer. He had never seen Zhu Biao, a member of the Wu family, but this did not hinder the gratitude in his heart.

Empress Ma was exiled when she was young and grew up under the care of others. When talking about the good times in her childhood, most likely there were relatives of the Wu family. Zhu Biao respected his mother, and Aiwujiwu naturally wanted to repay her.

There were many people standing in front of Wuying Hall. Except for some people wearing official robes, the rest were mostly old men in common clothes. Some of them still needed help and were showing signs of aging.

But it's normal. Queen Ma now has grandchildren under her knees, not to mention her elders from the past. It's already very rare for them to survive until now. After all, they have experienced the chaos of war and natural and man-made disasters in the turbulent times of the dynasty.

Zhu Biao and his entourage were so impressive that there was a moment of panic in front of Wuying Hall, and then they organized their troops under the guidance of officials from the Ministry of Rites. The elders bowed to greet them, and the young men knelt in the back.

Zhu Biao took a slight step forward, and before walking in, he grabbed the old man with long eyebrows in the middle and said softly: "It's the sixth uncle, please. Please don't blame me because you are a junior here.

The younger generation and my mother are really looking forward to it."

The old man with long eyebrows cried and said: "Ah... I am Wu Congzhen. I have met His Highness the Crown Prince. His Highness has a long history..."

The other old men were also crying, and Zhu Biao's eye circles quickly turned red, and his eyes, which were originally as deep as a deep pool, also became slightly moist. This naturally made the atmosphere of this gathering of relatives more lively.

Zhu Biao kept holding Wu Congzhen's hand, and he introduced the Wu clan members one by one. Zhu Biao showed enough respect to each of them that their originally uneasy and restrained hearts were completely relieved.

Li Zhen, Duke of Cao State, advised from the side: "The banquet has been prepared. Let's go into the palace to talk about our blood ties."

Zhu Biao wiped the corners of his eyes slightly with his sleeve and said, "What my uncle said is true, please ask all the relatives to come in."

Officials from the Ministry of Rites were assisting, and Zhu Biao ordered: "I will invite Prime Minister Hu, Chen Tongzheng, and others to come here later."

The two officials respectfully promised that they were responsible for receiving these people, and naturally they knew that His Highness the Crown Prince was not actually related to them, but was just a distant relative of the Queen. It seemed that His Highness the Crown Prince was indeed virtuous and filial.

After entering the palace and taking a seat, the banquet was prepared. Although it was not very extravagant, it had everything it should have, and it looked very exquisite. It was obviously Chang Luohua who had specially asked it, otherwise the arrangement would be as usual.

The clan members returned disappointed.

Let Uncle Li and Sixth Uncle take the throne, and Zhu Biao would accompany them. They talked about Empress Ma's childhood, and Zhu Biao had the opportunity to really get to know his grandfather.

As the saying goes, the son never blames the father. The reason why Empress Ma was having such a hard time in the morning was actually due to the fact that her father was angry and killed people in the village. He was afraid of being caught and entrusted his daughter to the Guo family in Dingyuan. He took his subsequent wives to avoid trouble and died in a foreign country.

You must know that the Ma family was a relatively wealthy family in Suzhou at that time, otherwise Empress Ma would not have had time to interact with the Wu family. You must know that it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to visit relatives.

According to Wu Congzhen, the sixth uncle of the Ma family, the ancestor of the Ma family was Ma Taibao from the Song Dynasty. He was originally from Chengwu in Shanzhou, Shandong in the Northern Song Dynasty. His name was Mo and his courtesy name was Chuhou. When he was young, his family was poor and he went out to study hard. Later he became a Jinshi. After Song Shenzong ascended the throne,

He was the general magistrate of Huaizhou and was promoted to the prefect of Dengzhou. He later served as the prefect of Caozhou, Jezhou and Yanzhou. After his death, he was awarded the title of Kaifu Yitong Sansi and was given the title of Taibao.

At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, six or seven generations of people moved to Shihaoli. By the end of the Yuan Dynasty, there were three brothers in the Ma family. The eldest brother was Ma Liang, the second brother was Ma Huai, and the third brother was Ma Rang. Zhu Biao's grandfather Xing Er was also a member of that generation.

The most outstanding.

"When I was young, I was very physically strong, resolute, taciturn and smiling, and I was too serious about life and death..."

"When I see someone doing something unjust, I treat him like an enemy. However, if I don't disobey him, I will beat him arbitrarily. Even if I am not afraid of death, my fellow countrymen will not dare to do it."

This is how the elder Wu described Zhu Biao's grandfather. After hearing this, Zhu Biao's mouth twitched slightly. His grandfather was clearly a village tyrant running rampant in the countryside. He had a good family background, was tall and strong, and would ruthlessly attack anyone he saw displeased.

He will not hesitate to beat people to death. There is no one who is not afraid of the people in his hometown...

Li Zhen raised a glass and said: "Putting more emphasis on promises than life and death, the ancient chivalrous style, if in the Han Dynasty, or for a group of heroes to gather righteousness from all over the world, the queen empress has the spirit of the father, women are not inferior to men, heroes know how to learn.

Respected by the lieutenant general...

Li Zhen took this opportunity to toast some of the elders of the Wu family. He is the brother-in-law of the emperor and empress, but he is undoubtedly a junior in front of these people. There is no more suitable person in the Zhu family. The prince has not experienced things in the countryside when he is young.

, naturally he had to say more.

After drinking a glass of wine, Li Zhen's face turned red and she resisted the urge to cough. He usually likes to read and taste tea and rarely drinks alcohol, but in fact, people from the Wu family are also like this, and everyone feels a little uncomfortable holding back.

Five years after the founding of the People's Republic of China, wasteland was opened up and farming resumed. Today, the south is doing well, but the north and west are still in a state of food shortage. The court strictly prohibits people from privately using grain to make wine. Although there are still people who are greedy for profit, they are in the minority after all, and the wine they brew is naturally not good.

Will sell the countryside cheaply.

Therefore, people of the Wu clan rarely drink such good and high-purity wine. This is because Queen Ma would bring several jars of royal wine when she sends people to deliver food and cloth during festivals. In these days, ordinary people are not so fond of drinking wine.

Easy.

However, it is expected to be better in a few years. The land of the Southeast Asian countries is very suitable for farming and rich in products. However, their farming methods are backward and their economy is not developed. The kings only want to squeeze the people and annex each other instead of intensive farming to expand grain production.

Now that the sea route has been opened, Marquis Jinghai has led the navy to a suitable place. Although the Southeast Asian countries have a tacit understanding of rejecting and guarding against it, in the end it is just a mantis trying to do something.

It is simply fanciful to think that the Ming Dynasty will help them solve the problem of Japanese pirates, but also to think that the Ming Dynasty soldiers will fight with blood in exchange for some gold, silver and jewelry as tribute.

Zhu Biao swung the clear wine in his glass slightly. It would be good to build more wineries in Nanyang in the future. After drinking a glass, he stood up and walked to other tables to toast.

The atmosphere was harmonious but not too lively. After all, this was the palace, and the genial young man in front of him was the crown prince. Maybe the people in the Wu family didn't quite understand the extent of Zhu Biao's power, but they definitely knew that the fate of their group of people depended on it.

In one thought.

People who eat grass will never make friends with people who eat meat, nor can they be friends...

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