Coming out of Beizhen Fusi, Zhu Qizhen looked left and right along the way. It seemed that everything he saw was new.
I recall the beginning of Tumu Fortress Hell. Every day was about fighting. This was the first time I had such a pleasant time wandering around.
Fan Zhong and Yuan Bin pretended to be servants and followed behind them, observing the surroundings vigilantly.
"You two, don't be so nervous!"
Zhu Qizhen said without looking back: "We are shopping, not fighting, what are you doing with a dark face?"
Yuan Bin couldn't help but ask: "Your Majesty, Shi Heng and others are prisoners on death row, aren't you afraid that they will escape?"
"Run?" Zhu Qizhen smiled and said, "Where are you running?"
Yuan Bin struggled for a moment, mustered up the courage, and said: "What if these people really defect to the Japanese pirates, wouldn't it be..."
"So what?" Zhu Qizhen said lightly, "It's just a loss of hundreds of death row prisoners."
Yuan Bin was speechless at this moment. Yes, it was just a loss of hundreds of death row prisoners. What's the fuss about?
It's almost noon, and aromas are wafting from the restaurants on the street.
Zhu Qizhen's stomach was growling from hunger. When he saw a restaurant called Dingxiang House not far ahead, he stepped inside and Fan Zhong and Yuan Bin hurried to follow.
As soon as the waiter in the restaurant saw the guests, he hurriedly greeted: "Three guests, please come inside!"
Yuan Bin stepped forward and asked: "My young master doesn't like noisy, is there a quieter place?"
"No problem, you three please go to the private room on the second floor!"
Zhu Qizhen came to the private room and found a chair to sit down, only to find that Fan Zhong and Yuan Bin were still standing behind him.
"You two should sit down too!"
The two looked at each other and Yuan Bin said: "I don't dare to overstep my bounds!"
"We are going on tour in casual clothes now. We don't have so many etiquettes. I will ask you to sit down!"
The two of them had no choice but to find a chair and sit down, not daring to sit too hard.
A waiter came over with a teapot and tea bowl and asked: "What do you three want to eat?"
Zhu Qizhen asked: "What special dishes do you have here?"
The shop assistant poured tea for the three of them and said with a smile: "Isn't the young master a local?"
Zhu Qizhen laughed and asked: "How can you tell?"
"Who among the locals doesn't know that our Dingxiang Restaurant sells donkey meat!"
"Donkey meat?" Zhu Qizhen nodded and asked, "Tell me, what kind of dishes are there?"
"Oh, that's a lot!" the waiter introduced happily, "There are braised donkey meat, five-spice sauce donkey meat, stir-fried donkey intestines, stir-fried donkey kidney flowers, donkey meat with skin in stone pot, and aphrodisiac donkey three pieces
,Donkey Pen Horse Racing Soup..."
"Okay, okay!" Zhu Qizhen interrupted him and said, "There are only three of us. You can arrange a few special dishes."
"Okay!"
After the shop assistant left, Yuan Bin asked with some concern: "Your Majesty, would it be...unsafe to eat in a place like this?"
"Are those people in the lobby on the second floor the secret sentries arranged by you?" Zhu Qizhen pointed outside and said, "These people acted like thieves along the way, for fear that others would not know that they were secret sentries!"
Yuan Bin blushed and said: "I know my mistake, I will discipline you strictly when I go down!"
Zhu Qizhen shook his head and said: "Forget it, why bother them?"
At this time, an elegant pipa sound came from the private room next door, followed by several cheers.
It sounded like someone was entertaining a guest, and a singer was invited to join in the fun. They were changing cups and cups, and it was very noisy.
Yuan Bin stood up and said: "I will clear the place right now."
"What are you trying to do?" Zhu Qizhen pulled his clothes and pulled him back to the chair, "It's just a meal, don't make so much noise!"
At this time, I vaguely heard someone next door say: "Shopkeeper Wang, isn't business doing well recently?"
"Brother Fang, why did you say this?"
"The Mongols were all beaten away by the emperor. I'm afraid there won't be any big moves in a short time."
As soon as he heard the word Mongolian, Yuan Bin stood up subconsciously. Zhu Qizhen waved his hand at him, indicating that he would listen further.
"Brother Fang, I don't understand. It was precisely because the Mongols were defeated that they needed supplies. If they had won this battle, they would have robbed them themselves. Would they still spend money to buy them?"
"What Shopkeeper Wang said is absolutely true, come on, have a drink!"
In just a few words, Zhu Qizhen already understood that this was a businessman who was involved in thieves.
Transport supplies to foreign enemies and make money for the country, well... it happens that the national treasury is short of money, so you can use it!
Yuan Bin whispered: "Your Majesty, do you want to take someone now?"
"Wait a minute!" Zhu Qizhen thought for a while and replied in a low voice, "There must be more than one company that can do business with the Mongols. Don't scare the snake first. Keep an eye on this person and follow the clues to see what else is hidden behind it.
How many big melons!"
At this time, the neighbor said again: "Shopkeeper Wang, I have a batch of cotton cloth over there. I wonder if I can get rid of it?"
"Cotton is a rarity among the Mongols. I'll take all the pieces you have!"
"Then thank you so much, Shopkeeper Wang!"
Zhu Qizhen was secretly surprised, are businessmen so arrogant nowadays?
In public, if you dare to talk about doing business with the Mongols in such a big way, no one will care?
At this time, the waiter started to serve the food, and Zhu Qizhen whispered while eating: "Go back and check carefully what is going on behind these people... Well, this donkey meat tastes good!"
When the three of them were lowering their heads to eat, they felt a wisp of fragrance drifting over. Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but turn his head and saw a young woman with a good figure walking past the door holding a pipa. p>
The woman happened to take a look inside, and their eyes immediately met. Zhu Qizhen was stunned and forgot to chew the donkey meat in his mouth.
I saw that this woman's face was covered with a veil, and only a pair of almond eyes were exposed, but they were full of affection and sultry.
When she saw a young man staring at her, there was no sign of disgust on his face, he just smiled politely, then moved lightly and left quietly.
What Zhu Qizhen was thinking at this time was that this was much better than No. 18!
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"
Yuan Bin shouted softly before Zhu Qizhen reacted and asked: "What's wrong?"
"They're leaving!"
"Oh!" Zhu Qizhen nodded and said, "Follow me!"
Yuan Bin put down his bowls and chopsticks, walked out of the private room, called two guards in uniform from the lobby, and followed them downstairs.
After dinner, I returned to Qianqing Palace, took a nap first, and then took out paper and pen to write and draw.
There are too many areas for improvement in Ming Dynasty, which cannot be achieved overnight. For example, where should we start with this steam engine...
It wasn't until dark that I ate a few bites of dinner in a hurry, but it didn't taste very good. Queen Qian came over with a bowl of ginseng soup.
"Seeing that the emperor was busy with official duties, I ordered someone to cook a bowl of ginseng soup and bring it to the emperor to replenish his body."
"Oh, let it go!"
Zhu Qizhen was worried about where to start with the steam engine. After all, he only understood the general principles of this thing and didn't know how to make it.
The Ming Dynasty implemented the Eight-part Writing System to recruit scholars, and scholars read the Four Books and Five Classics. If they studied natural science, they would be regarded as gimmicks and tricks. Therefore, it is extremely difficult to cultivate a group of scientific workers!<
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Emperor Qian looked disappointed and could only say: "I will retire first!"
Only then did Zhu Qizhen react and said: "I was thinking about something just now, so don't worry too much!"
As he spoke, he drank the ginseng soup in one gulp, then smashed it into his mouth and said, "As expected, it was served by the Queen herself, it tastes good!"
When Empress Qian saw this, she immediately smiled and said softly: "I just saw that the emperor was working too hard but was unable to help, and I felt a little sorry."
At close range, Zhu Qizhen discovered that Queen Qian's appearance was peerless, but compared to the beauty he met at Dingxiang Tower, she was a little less charming, but a little more delicate.
It's late at night, and the red candles in the Qianqing Palace are swaying, and the scenery is endless.
There is a saying that in the ruthless Liuhe universe, you will be defeated and the moon will be broken, and you will be wasted.
Zhu Qizhen lay on the bed and secretly sighed, it turns out that this is the real emperor's supreme package...