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Chapter 80 Tell us about Biao'er

Ming officials during Boss Zhu's time only had three days off a year.

They are the Winter Solstice, the Chinese New Year, and Boss Zhu’s own birthday.

The rest of the time, no discussion is allowed.

Therefore, even if it is the Mid-Autumn Festival today, we still have to work.

The same goes for the emperor Lao Zhu, who took the lead in scrolling.

When Zhu Yuanzhang came to see Han Cheng, he was walking like a dragon and a tiger, looking full of energy.

However, the sharp-eyed Han Cheng saw from the way he walked that Lao Zhu seemed to have some difficulty in moving.

It seems to have reached the waist.

"I was riding a horse last night and accidentally slipped by. Don't think too much about it. It has nothing to do with anything else."

Seeing that Han Cheng did not answer his words, but kept staring at his waist, Zhu Yuanzhang looked a little confused and explained.

Riding a horse at night and flashing to your waist?

When Han Cheng heard this, he wanted to give a thumbs up.

Lao Zhu really deserves to be an emperor. People who want to make a living are thick-skinned and capable of talking nonsense.

By the way, is the horse you are talking about serious?

Han Cheng nodded repeatedly, expressing his belief that Lao Zhu just arrived on horseback and had nothing to do with the rest.

"Your Majesty, I don't have any soap anymore. I only got a few pieces in total. I only kept one piece for myself and gave the rest to the princess."

Han Cheng actually left two pieces, but he didn't want to give them to Lao Zhu.

After all, he just learned from Princess Ning Guo what Lao Zhu said yesterday.

As a result, now, Lao Zhu turned around and came to him to ask for soap.

How can this be done?

"Really no more?"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Han Cheng with a majestic expression, his eyes were piercing, and he seemed to be able to see through all of Han Cheng's secrets.

However, Han Cheng was not afraid at all when faced with Lao Zhu's situation.

He looked at Lao Zhu calmly.

Looks very calm.

"There really aren't any more."

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't speak, just looked at Han Cheng quietly.

It depends on what you want to see from it.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became dull.

After a moment of this, Zhu Yuanzhang, who found nothing, withdrew his gaze.

"Then you can get some more for us."

Han Cheng shook his head: "No, it can't be done."

Can't make it?

"Why is this? Why could you do it yesterday but not today?"

Zhu Yuanzhang pretended to be confused while pretending to understand.

In the Ming Dynasty, who dares not to give him Lao Zhu face?

Usually in this situation, even if he said something relevant yesterday, he has already said it for this purpose. Then the other party needs to be like you, pretending to be confused and cooperate with him to tell what he wants.

something for yourself.

I won’t ask too many questions.

He felt that Han Cheng would do the same.

After all, I had already said it so clearly, and the hint was very obvious.

But he obviously had some wishful thinking.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, didn't you say it yourself yesterday that using lard to make soap is very wasteful and should never be done again in the future?"

Hearing Han Cheng's words, Zhu Yuanzhang's face twitched involuntarily.

Good guy...Are all the people of later generations so upright and devoid of any sense of worldliness?

Also, is it really polite to say lard in front of yourself?

At this time, Princess Ning Guo had quietly come outside.

This time, Zhu Yuanzhang was not prepared to ask Han Cheng anything important, so he did not issue any special orders.

In his impression, his daughter would never join in the fun.

But he didn't know that people will change.

In view of Zhu Yuanzhang's criminal record and Han Cheng's two dark circles yesterday.

Princess Ningguo was a little worried when she heard that Zhu Yuanzhang came to see Han Cheng.

He was worried that his father would hurt Han Cheng again, so he came.

As a result, as soon as I came over, I heard what Han Cheng said to his father.

I immediately became nervous.

Yesterday, I specifically told Mr. Han not to talk nonsense in front of outsiders.

Mr. Han also agreed well.

Fortunately for him, he talked about lard directly in front of his father.

this……

Princess Ning Guo's heart suddenly rose to her throat.

She felt that her petty father would definitely be furious because of this.

She was ready to rush in and stop her father from blaming Han Cheng.

At the same time, I also somewhat understood why Mr. Han had a black circle on his face and was beaten by his father.

This way of speaking really feels like touching a tiger's butt.

"Did we say this?

When did we say that?

Why don’t we remember?”

As a result, at this moment, Zhu Yourong heard his father's denials coming from the room.

He was immediately stunned on the spot.

Being called lard to his face, his father had already hinted it so clearly, Mr. Han continued to inquire further, but his father didn't even get angry?

Didn't even say anything unpleasant?

And continued to act rogue?

Is this... still my father?

Why does this sound so unreal?

A lot of surprise arose in his heart, and while he felt strongly shocked, Zhu Yourong also felt that Mr. Han would definitely agree next.

After all, my father had already made such a big concession.

"You just said that lard is not allowed to be used to make soap. You said it was a waste of food. I dare not do it again."

When Zhu Yourong heard what Han Cheng said, her heart that had just calmed down suddenly rose to her throat again.

While shocked, he was once again ready to plead for Han Cheng.

Over the years, who dares to do this in front of his father?

Except for a few specific people, if everyone else speaks to my father like this, my father will definitely become furious!

Mr. Han is too reckless!

After hearing the conversation between Han Cheng and her father, Princess Ningguo felt that she had misunderstood her grandfather before.

Mr. Han's way of speaking is indeed easy to challenge his father's psychological limit!

"We...it's not that we don't know the benefits of soap, that's why we said this.

If you know this is easy to use, then naturally it won’t be like this..."

As Zhu Yuanzhang spoke, he rubbed his waist with his hands without leaving a trace.

This soap must be obtained from Han Cheng, otherwise, I am afraid it will be discarded.

"You can build less. If you build less, it won't have much impact.

To be honest, those who can afford lard are basically wealthy people. If you don’t make soap, lard will end up in their stomachs..."

Princess Ningguo outside was now petrified.

All I can think about is:???

What's going on?

Is this his father?

What my father is saying now is completely different from what he said to me yesterday!

Also, why didn't he get angry?

Mr. Han said this, but he didn't get angry?!

"If that's the case, it's not impossible."

Zhu Yuanzhang was immediately overjoyed: "What do you need? I'll have someone deliver it to you right away!"

Han Cheng said: "Don't be so anxious, it's not too late to do it in ten days and a half.

I've just used this piece of mine once, I'll wait until it's finished."

Upon hearing what Han Cheng said, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately became anxious.

Is this human language?

You are not in a hurry, I am!

If you wait another ten days and a half, do you still want your waist?

"No, no, do it now."

"I really can't do it."

"You really can't do it?"

Han Cheng nodded: "I really can't do it."

"Okay! Then let's take the piece you are using!"

"Your Majesty, we don't want to play like this! Isn't this a robber?"

"If we take something in our house, is it considered a robber? What we do is not called robbing, but taking."

Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang in front of him, Han Cheng was really convinced by this old man.

As expected of a person who wants to make a living and do big things, he is thick-skinned.

"Tomorrow, we'll do it tomorrow. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. No matter what, we have to take a day off."

When Lao Zhu heard this, he was a little unhappy.

What happened to the Mid-Autumn Festival? He, the emperor, is still working during the Mid-Autumn Festival!

There was no idle time either.

Why is this kid lazier than the emperor himself?

But not making soap today is Han Cheng's bottom line and he must stick to it.

Seeing that Han Cheng was really unwilling to do it today, Zhu Yuanzhang had no choice but to give in.

He also decided not to go to Concubine Hu Chong tonight. It would be good to sleep at Concubine Ding’s place. Concubine Ding was not as wild as Concubine Hu Chong...

Princess Ningguo came quietly and left quietly.

When she came, she was full of worries, fearing that her father would target Han Cheng again.

When I left, I was completely shocked and felt that my whole head was in chaos.

I just want to be quiet...



"Tell us about Biao'er."


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