Chapter 489 Hu Weiyong, You Are Arrested
Xu Miaoyun frowned slightly, subconsciously grabbed Zhu Di's sleeve and gently pulled it back.
Alas!
This scene happened to be seen clearly by Zhu Yuanzhang and Ma Xiuying.
The two sighed silently at the same time.
They all knew that Miaoyun's frowning action, as well as her subconscious, conditioned reflex to grab the sleeve of the fourth brother and gently pull it back.
All showed that this girl was reluctant to return to the Central Plains, even if it was to inherit the throne.
This feeling is not difficult to understand.
How much grievance did the fourth brother suffer before he left the Ming Dynasty.
How many risks did he take.
He led the army twice.
The first time, he was betrayed by Feng Sheng and returned triumphantly from the grassland, seemingly glorious and unlimited.
But how dangerous was it?
The fourth brother never said it in detail when he came back.
But in fact, you can know it if you think about it.
More than a thousand people were attacked and suppressed by 200,000 Mongolian cavalry. I am afraid that every step was dangerous.
The second time he led the army was to return to the court to help fight and march north to destroy the Yuan Dynasty.
Because he was targeted by the generals close to Biao'er, in order to unite the whole army, he had to lead a detachment to attack Helin.
During this period, the rear route of Lao Si's detachment was completely blocked by the grassland tribes after the detachment passed. For several months, even the court could not receive any news about Lao Si's detachment.
This kind of war with a large enemy army in front and blocked by the enemy army in the rear, as a leader knows, is a battle of life and death.
It was also thanks to Lao Si's thousand-mile raid that he captured Helin, an important town of the Northern Yuan Dynasty.
If Helin had not been conquered at that time.
Lao Si's detachment would be in danger.
At that time, Biao'er's eastern line was also in a dangerous situation of defeat. If the eastern line was completely defeated.
If Lao Si's detachment went deep into Helin, it would face the siege of the entire grassland.
...
Lao Si suffered so many grievances in the Ming Dynasty and endured several risks of life and death.
How could Miaoyun want Lao Si to go back?
With the girl's intelligence, she must have thought of it.
Even if he persuaded Biao'er to let the fourth son inherit the throne, the powerful conservatives in the Ming Dynasty would never give in.
And those who were hostile to the fourth son in the army.
If the fourth son returned and wanted to secure the throne, he had to defeat and purge this stubborn conservative group.
How many risks are there?
Zhu Yuanzhang collected his thoughts and looked at Zhu Di expectantly.
Zhu Di finally came back to his senses.
In this moment, he thought a lot.
How could his father think of letting him inherit the throne?
This is amazing.
As a later person, who doesn't know that his father supports his eldest brother.
Zhu Di's eyes met Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes calmly. The carriage was driving on the flat Yongbei Road, and the people in the car were shaking slightly.
The hawking outside, the children's playful voices, the children crying for a little candy man they wanted, and the parents' crying voices came in.
Zhu Di shook his head, his eyes gently moved away, turned his head to look outside, and a smile appeared on the corners of his lips at all the things he had built bit by bit.
Turning his head, he smiled at Zhu Yuanzhang, "Father, I am not an ambitious person who pursues power and fame. When you demoted me to a commoner and sent me to Tuqiao Village, I was actually very relieved. At that time, I thought that I would make money, buy land, make more money, buy more land, build a house, marry a wife who knows how to be kind, and live a simple life as a landlord..."
Xu Miaoyun was slightly surprised and looked at Zhu Di in surprise.
Si Lang never mentioned to her his life plan when he was driven out of the palace in the ninth year of Hongwu.
"Later, I met my eighth uncle and his friends in the village. We got along for a long time and developed feelings for each other. Everyone's life was not easy. My eighth uncle and his friends trusted me and found me collectively. They wanted me to take them with them to find a way to live a good life."
Xu Miaoyun smiled knowingly.
She knew about this.
After my eighth uncle and his friends mentioned this to Si Lang in the ancestral hall of Tuqiao Village.
That night, she still remembers it vividly until now.
It was raining that night.
Silang stood at the door, watching the drizzle outside, and stood there for a long time.
It was also on that night that she wrote and Silang dictated.
They wrote down the construction methods of the local villages and communities.
At that time, there were really only immature construction methods.
The current theoretical system had not yet been formed.
The real theoretical system of the local villages and communities and the employment shareholding system was initially formed during the construction of Fujian.
At that time, Silang decided to go to the sea and go to the Ming Dynasty.
With the practical experience of building Fujian, a theoretical system with two propositions was initially formed.
It was to go to the Ming Dynasty and gain a firm foothold overseas.
As a foreigner, a guest, to gain a foothold in the world.
If there is no such theoretical system.
In Silang's view, it is irresponsible to Yongming and others to simply use force to integrate ethnic groups one by one.
Silang has come to this point today, but it is not driven by his inner desire for fame and fortune.
"I know that over the years, Father has witnessed the relationship between me and my elder brother take a sharp turn for the worse and become increasingly tense, and Father is actually upset."
"Please rest assured, Father. I believe that we brothers can solve future problems."
"Father is also worried about the current situation of Ming Dynasty and the future reform of Ming Dynasty. I promise you here that I will escort Xiongying's reform in Ming Dynasty. As long as Xiongying needs technology, manpower, financial resources, and even military strength, I will never be stingy. If my elder brother is determined to make reforms, I will also fully support him."
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Why!
Zhu Yuanzhang sighed, raised his hand and patted Zhu Di on the shoulder, "Dad, I believe in you. From now on, take good care of yourself..."
As he spoke, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly didn't know what to say.
He patted Zhu Di on the shoulder again and sighed.
He took back his hand and looked at the world outside the window with lonely eyes.
This world represents the future.
Can the Ming Dynasty he built with his own hands gradually turn into what it will be in the future?
This future was built by Lao Si himself.
Will it be destroyed by Biao'er?
He couldn't see these anymore.
The fourth child is unwilling to go back and inherit the throne. He can only hope that their brothers will find a way to the future through friction, collision, and cooperation.
Afterwards, no one in the family of four in the carriage spoke.
They all looked out the window quietly.
When the motorcade passed the Concierge Hotel.
The courtier's motorcade turned towards the Conciergerie.
Outside the hotel.
The ministers headed by Ye Mao, Jiang Jinzhong, and Xia Shimin were already waiting.
After Hu Weiyong and others got off the car.
Ye Mao and others were the first to step forward to show their respect, and offered greetings.
After the two sides exchanged greetings for a while.
Jiang Jinzhong took a stack of palm-sized pieces of cardboard and handed them to everyone one by one.
Lu Ben caught the piece of paper handed over by Jiang Jinzhong, looked at it, and found that it had his name and a seal on it. He couldn't help but frown slightly, "Jiang Jinzhong, what is this?"
Everyone looked around.
Ye Mao and others frowned.
Jiang Jinzhong?
Call them by their first names.
Very rude.
After Jiang Jinzhong handed the piece of paper in his hand to Qiu Fu, he turned around and introduced with a distant yet polite smile: "Mr. Lu, this is a temporary residence permit. According to the prince's arrangement, the prince will take everyone with him every morning. , visit our Yanjing together. In the afternoon, everyone is free to visit.”
"We have police officers roaming around Yanjing, who will randomly check unfamiliar faces. They mainly need to provide ID cards or temporary residence permits. If they cannot provide them, it will be a bit troublesome."
Just rely on this identification.
Those spies who had sneaked into Yan Fan's territory had either secretly disappeared.
Either that or they are all being closely monitored by the Military Intelligence Department.
Whether it is the Jin Yiwei of the Ming Dynasty.
It was the spies sent by the Chen Dynasty, and the elaborate organization established had been infiltrated into a sieve by the Military Intelligence Department.
At the prince's request, Mao Xiang showed mercy to Daming.
It only fully penetrated the Jinyiwei system in Yan Fan.
It is reported that a brother in the Military Intelligence Department was supported by Mao Xiang to become the deputy commander of the Yanfan branch of the Jinyiwei.
As for Chen Chao.
Mao Laoliu was even more ruthless.
Not only did he infiltrate Yan Fan, but he also sent members of the Military Intelligence Department to Chen Chao's detailed production system.
…
Hu Weiyong listened to Jiang Jinzhong's introduction to the purpose of the temporary residence permit.
He looked at the cardboard in his hand.
They knew Yan Fan's ID card.
It is said that the long-term residents were suppressed with iron.
After Jiang Jinzhong distributed the money to everyone by name, Ye Mao smiled and handed it over, "Comrades from the Ming Dynasty, it is our honor to visit our Yan Fan. The prince ordered us to entertain you today. You have visited all morning, so you must be tired. After a short rest, in the banquet hall of the Concierge Hotel..."
After Ye Mao finished speaking, Hu Weiyong and others took the lead in going back to the room to prepare.
The moment the door closes.
snort!
Lu Ben snorted, "Who is Ye Mao? When we were in the Central Plains, even a chief envoy had to bow to us and apologize when he came to the capital."
This is the kind of person who wants to be humble to them in the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty.
Now they are entertaining them on behalf of Zhu Silang as equals?
This is an insult to them!
As he spoke, Lu Ben threw the temporary residence permit directly to the ground, "I want to see what Yan Fan's little yamen can do to me without this temporary residence permit!"
"His Yan Fan is a vassal of our Ming Dynasty. If our Ming Dynasty randomly sends a ninth-grade sesame officer as an envoy, he is called an angel! Damen servants dare to embarrass us?"
Hu Weiyong smiled, didn't take it seriously, and threw the piece of paper directly on the table.
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Hotel banquet hall.
Jiang Jinzhong and other ministers were waiting for the courtiers from the imperial court to come down.
Xia Shimin sat next to Jiang Jinzhong and asked in a low voice: "Old Jiang, why didn't you explain to Lu Ben and the others just now the consequences of being unfamiliar and not carrying a temporary residence permit with you?"
Ye Mao and other ministers all looked at Jiang Jinzhong.
Jiang Jinzhong smiled very 'cheaply': "I just want some of them to suffer a little bit. Just look at some of them, their nostrils and eyes are almost turned upward."
As he spoke, Jiang Jinzhong patted the table angrily, "Why? Aren't some of them thinking in their hearts that Prince Yan's vassal is a vassal of the Ming Dynasty? To put it bluntly, what a fucking bullshit! Even His Majesty After all, our prince, Yan Fan, and Ming Dynasty have a father-son relationship while you are alive, and they will be brothers in the future! "
"Brothers are blood relatives and equals!"
"If you don't let some people suffer, they won't realize what brotherhood is!"
The ministers of various ministries suddenly smiled.
They supported Jiang Jinzhong in doing this.
Although there is a suspicion of digging holes.
But Jiang Jinzhong also reminded everyone that it would be troublesome not to carry the temporary residence permit with them.
It's just that the specific trouble is a little vague.
Ahem...
Ye Mao coughed lightly and looked at the hotel staff who were serving dishes. He said in a low voice that only the ministers could hear: "This afternoon, the prince will definitely discuss with us the establishment of the country and the naming of the country." , If you have any ideas about the country name, let's discuss it in advance. Don't wait for the prince to ask, we can't give you any useful suggestions. "
After Ye Mao finished speaking, everyone was excited and murmuring.
"The country name Yan must not be used. Prince Yan's title comes from the imperial court. If the country is founded with the country name Yan, it will only make the conservatives in the court think that we are vassals of the Ming Dynasty."
"How is China? Nowadays, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the center of civilization and culture in the world is shifting to our Yan Fan side. Although this shift is still relatively slow and not obvious, it has already happened. Representatives of China, In the future, our side, Yan Fan, will be the center of future civilization and culture. Prince Hua has always emphasized the theory of the origin of the Central Plains. All ethnic groups in the four seas are descendants of Yan and Huang, and they are all brothers. "
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After lunch.
Zhu Yuanzhang, Xu Da and others were sitting next to the small lake in the palace, enjoying the coolness under the shade of a banana tree.
Slightly yellowed bananas hang in bunches among the long and wide banana leaves.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked up and said with a smile: "No one can starve to death in this place. There are too many wild fruits and vegetables. If this is the case in our Central Plains, even if there is a natural disaster, perhaps the people's lives will be much easier."
Xu Da leaned back slightly, leaning on the armchair, waving a fan in his hand, smiled at each other with Tang He, shook his head and said: "No, no, Your Majesty, it is the natural environment here that is so good that it has created the original culture here." The residents do not want to make progress and have no motivation. Although we in the Central Plains are suffering and living is difficult, it is precisely these sufferings that allow us to continue to develop. "
"We heard from Lao Si that until now, the development of rural communities in some Central Plains villages with few or no Central Plains people is very unsatisfactory. It can be seen that the too comfortable environment is not good for the people in this long-term closed environment. What an impact.”
snort!
Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and snorted, "You vulgar Qiu Ba, you have learned a lot from reading in these years."
Ha ha……
Tang He and Xu Da suddenly laughed.
"Father, why are you so happy?" a voice came from far away.
Zhu Yuanzhang and others followed the sound and saw Zhu Di and Xu Miaoyun each carrying a plate and walking out from the side of a banana tree.
Zhu Di and Xu Miaoyun approached and placed the plates on the stone table.
Everyone looked at the reddish-brown soup in the transparent glass on the plate.
The soup is still steaming.
Looks like wine.
The luminous cup of grape wine reminds you immediately if you want to drink Pipa.
Nobles during the Tang Dynasty loved drinking wine.
Although this kind of wine is no longer popular in Ming Dynasty’s wine culture, they have also drank it.
Zhu Yuanzhang asked curiously: "This is wine, why is it still steaming, and put ice cubes in it? Luzon has hot weather all year round, how much money will you spend storing ice cubes?"
Zhu Yuanzhang's face turned dark as he spoke.
Store ice cubes, not to mention places like Luzon which are hot all year round.
Even Jinling consumes a lot of money!
Since he became emperor, he has not engaged in such extravagant enjoyment for so many years.
You know, ships are sent out to pick up ice from the northern rivers in winter and then transport it back.
Recruiting corvees, transportation, storage...
Everything is a waste of time and money!
Zhu Di explained with a smile, "Father, this is not ice cubes, but saltpeter. Saltpeter will cool down when it comes into contact with water. As long as you put the container containing mung bean soup, wine, etc. into the water and add the saltpeter, you can get ice." s things."
"In order to make gunpowder, we found several saltpeter mines that are easy to mine. There are many stalls on the street that use saltpeter to make cold drinks. It is not expensive and can be consumed by ordinary people."
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded.
The phenomenon that saltpeter can make ice when it meets water was discovered by Taoists in the Central Plains during their alchemy process.
"Come, let's all have a try." Zhu Yuanzhang greeted everyone with a smile, picked up the glass, took a sip, and frowned slightly, looking at Zhu Di and Xu Miaoyun, "Why does it feel like it doesn't taste right?"
"We added something." Zhu Di explained with a smile, "Luzon has a hot climate, miasma and mosquitoes, and malaria often occurs. In order to prevent and treat frequent malaria, Chunxiao and Minfeng studied ancient medical books and found Examples of brewing wine with artemisia annua to treat malaria. Now, after brewing, all the wine here must be soaked with some artemisia annua. Drinking it regularly can prevent and treat malaria. "
"Father, you have just arrived in Luzon and will stay for a while. Next, it is best to drink a glass of fruit wine, rice wine, or high-quality sorghum wine or corn wine soaked in artemisia annua every day."
Song Lian, Liu Bowen and Li Shanchang were thoughtful.
From this point, they can already feel the gap between Ming Dynasty and Yan Fan.
Yunnan and Guizhou and other places have always been underdeveloped.
Immigration has begun, and people either don't go, or do try every means to escape.
Why?
It is because of this miasma and frequent occurrences of malaria that people who have not lived in these places for a long time and have adapted to the environment, but outsiders, really cannot adapt.
Survival is difficult.
Artemisia annua can treat malaria, which has long been recorded in medical books.
However, in all dynasties, there has been a policy of immigrating to Yunnan and Guizhou, but this has never been done.
"Your Majesty." Liu Bowen asked curiously: "I wonder, what preparations has your Majesty made to prevent malaria and plague during the resettlement of the people?"
Zhu Di couldn't help but secretly admire him.
Liu Qingtian was indeed a wise minister in the early Ming Dynasty.
He introduced with a smile: "There are many. First, the selected resettlement sites must be set on fire. The fire will burn many dirty things to death. After the fire, those puddles containing stagnant water must be filled in. Such stagnant puddles must be filled in. , are most likely to breed mosquitoes and miasma, and must be landfilled. When filling the landfill, it is best to sprinkle some fired slaked lime. After completing the cleaning of the environment around the settlement, teach the people daily prevention, such as this kind of artemisia annua brewed liquor……"
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Zhu Di introduced a lot in detail.
Until about two o'clock in the afternoon.
Then he stood up and said goodbye, "Father, I have to discuss with various ministries today to discuss some matters regarding the founding of the country. Miaoyun will accompany the eldest sister-in-law and the second sister-in-law to the racecourse. Father, you..."
"You go about your business. Let's wait until four or five o'clock, when it's cooler, and go walk around the streets of Yanjing."
"Then let Qihua and Jindouzi accompany you, kid?"
"Okay, don't be verbose and go about your business!"
Zhu Di was driven away by Zhu Yuanzhang.
Everyone watched Zhu Di "escape". Liu Bowen and others looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with a smile on his lips from the corner of his eye and secretly sighed.
Song Lian asked tentatively: "Princess, what name does King Yan plan to use for his country? Is it the Kingdom of Yan?"
Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly became unhappy and turned around, "You old guy, why are you so busy!"
Song Lian's face was full of embarrassment.
In fact, in his heart, he hoped that King Yan would use the name of Yan Guo.
No matter what.
You can also use some historical country titles from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.
Not that he wanted Ming to overpower Yan Fan.
I just hope that Yan Fan and Zhongyuan will have more ties.
Xu Miaoyun smiled and shook his head slightly: "Mr. Song, I don't know what country title Shiro likes."
She never asked Shiro about this matter.
Anyway, he supports whatever Shiro does.
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at the same time.
The luncheon at the Concierge Hotel ended.
Hu Weiyong and others, Ye Mao and others, said goodbye in the banquet hall of the Concierge Hotel.
Hu Weiyong and Lu Ben came to the street.
Hu Weiyong pushed Lu Ben's wheelchair for a stroll under the shade of rows of trees planted on both sides of the road along the green belt.
At this time, there were much fewer people on the street.
Hu Weiyong and Lu Ben looked at the passing buildings, people's clothes and mental outlook.
He remained silent, his face gradually becoming embarrassed.
"Hu Xiang! Lord Lu!"
At this moment, a shout came from behind.
Hu Weiyong stamped his feet, and the two of them turned to look at the sound.
On the carriage drive behind.
A new-style carriage pulled by two horses stopped, and a middle-aged man wearing new clothes with long hair ran over with a smile on his face.
After running in, he smiled flatteringly and bowed: "Meet Mr. Hu and Mr. Lu."
Hu Weiyong knew this person.
A maritime merchant from Jinling.
He has some business dealings with his Hu's firm.
Hu Weiyong smiled and said, "Dr. Zhou, what are you wearing?"
Zhou Dongjia knew that Hu Weiyong and Lu Ben were typical conservatives.
Naturally, I wouldn't say that this kind of clothes is convenient and good-looking.
He pretended to smile bitterly and said: "Xiang Hu, I am doing this for business. In order to better deal with the merchants of Yan Fan, I have to do this. Otherwise, who would wear such clothes that have been forgotten by countless ancestors!"
A smile appeared on Lu Ben's lips.
Hu Weiyong smiled.
Lu Ben believed it, but he didn't.
Businessmen talk nonsense to others.
Isn't that what he is?
Establishing a labor share system, but despite his patience, he hated this thing the most.
Zhou Dongjia quickly changed the subject and asked tentatively: "Where are you going, Mr. Hu and Mr. Lu?"
"Just take a look around and see what fun things this Yan Fan has." Hu Weiyong said with a smile: "I heard that this Yan Fan doesn't have fireworks in Liuxiang. I remember that Dong Zhou's family likes to go to brothels to discuss business. This Yan Fan doesn't have any. In this kind of place, is Zhou Dong’s family hiding their beauty in Yan Fan’s golden house?”
The last time I accompanied the prince, I 'tracked' Yanfan Qiu into Jinling City at eight o'clock.
He became curious about the fact that Yanfan did not have fireworks in Liuxiang.
Zhou Dongjia smiled and waved his hand: "Xiang Hu, I am not a citizen of Yan Fan, so I am not qualified to start a family in Yan Fan. There is indeed no Fireworks Willow Alley in Yanjing, but there are many fun places, such as racetracks, sports Watch games in the museum, stage plays in the Grand Theater, and various rare animals in the zoo..."
"I have nothing to do. I just want to go to the Grand Theater. The Water Margin is being performed these days. Mr. Hu, Mr. Lu, do you want to come with us..."
"Please show me your temporary residence permit." Before Zhou Dongjia finished speaking, four police officers wearing white military uniforms similar to the navy came to Hu Weiyong on horseback. They sat on their horses, raised their hands in salute, and asked for their temporary residence permit. .
Hu Weiyong and Lu Ben looked instantly embarrassed.
They threw away the temporary residence permit as it was an eyesore!
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