First Minister of Ming Dynasty

First Minister Section 595

Zhang Chengtian was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "No, keep it secret for now, I'll tell you about it after I do it! Don't worry, my child will never let you down forever."

Zhang Chengtian said proudly: "Father, it's actually thanks to my elder brother. If he hadn't given me a head-on blow, I would always want to take shortcuts and go sideways. This is not okay. Although I wouldn't be like him, picking the most difficult ones It’s not fun to find things for yourself. But I can’t just suffer. I still want to be better than others. I understand, but I don’t do it, and I don’t understand and can’t do it, it’s two different things.”

Zhang Chengtian said with a smile: "So don't worry, old man, your child will study hard, at least far better than his peers. I came to see you this time, hoping to improve my studies... I have studied with His Majesty a few times, I found out that my potential is still not small.”

Zhang Ximeng smiled, "Very well, it's because you want to die, so no wonder I'm here."

Then Zhang Ximeng took out a thick stack and placed it in front of Zhang Chengtian.

"Such a big book?" The little fat man swallowed.

Zhang Ximeng smiled and said, "It's not a book, it's a book list to be precise! Your elder brother prepared it for you!"

"What? Didn't he leave me a book?"

"Yes, but he felt that he couldn't really ignore you on the way, so he wrote a book list and gave it to me. Let me discipline you well! Make sure you become a talent!"

Zhang Chengtian was dumbfounded, still, still bring this?

The little fat man was dumbfounded, "So many books, are they all written by the boss?"

"Of course not... He wrote only one-third of it, and I wrote the remaining two-thirds." Zhang Ximeng said with a smile.

Zhang Chengtian was completely dumbfounded, "You, why are you writing this?"

Zhang Ximeng chuckled and said, "I used this trick in the past. The numbers I increased were all read by His Majesty back then... So, if you want to be an emperor and a close minister, you want to know what His Majesty thinks. You don't have to be clever. Yes. You must be knowledgeable and knowledgeable.”

Zhang Ximeng smiled and patted Zhang Chengtian on the shoulder, "You asked me at first, why do you know who has the final say in the palace! It's because I know Your Majesty too well!"

Zhang Ximeng put his hand on the book list, and then said to Zhang Chengtian: "Actually, you chose a road that is harder than your elder brother...Come on!"

Facing a thick pile of book lists, Zhang Chengtian was in a bad mood.

He jumped up suddenly, "Father, I'm going to Longchang, and I want to teach with my elder brother! I don't want to be an official, I don't want to be in power."

Zhang Ximeng chuckled, "Waiting for the holiday, I will arrange for you to go to Longchang for an internship... Remember, you have to be in the top ten of your grade, otherwise you won't have a chance!"

Zhang Chengtian suddenly felt that it was getting dark, this world is simply too sinister.

How about going to Master for help?

In the end, before he could go to the palace, Zhu Yuanzhang came, along with Empress Ma, and Zhu Biao. He led Zhu Xiongying, and they all rushed over.

Now it's all right, Lao Zhu is obviously the one being bullied.

Empress Ma first said: "Sir, I heard that you have a good idea. The emperor's grandson can't be indifferent to the five grains. It would be great to get him a manor! I will pay for it!"

Zhu Biao also said: "I've thought about it, we might as well make the manor bigger, the princes and princesses can all go, and the noble children can also go. Usually, ordinary people can also go, in short, the king and the people have fun together. It's done. , just like the Royal Library, I think it's pretty good."

Zhang Ximeng turned to look at Zhu Yuanzhang, "Your Majesty, what do you mean?"

Old Zhu glared at Zhang Ximeng viciously, "You all have one heart, what else can we do! I'm afraid this child will be spoiled by you!"

Zhu Xiongying said seriously: "No, my grandson will learn to farm well!"

Zhu Yuanzhang rolled his eyes in anger, silly grandson, this is what Grandpa Huang is afraid of!

Chapter 825 Royal Music

The emperor's grandson likes farming, this matter is definitely a major issue related to the country, how can a good royal heir do the work of a farmer?

You should recite poems and compose Fu, poetry, calligraphy and painting, this is worthy of your royal status!

It would be perfect if there was another character design of the No. [-] child prodigy, who would write articles to promote it, and even the grand master would praise it.

It's a pity that Zhu Xiongying's baby is destined to grow crooked.

Empress Ma and Zhu Biao unanimously agreed to set up a manor for their children, but Zhu Yuanzhang could only do nothing.This is actually not difficult.

Just at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain, there is a lot of vacant land... This piece of land is not considered as the main cultivated land, so the land price is not expensive. Zhu Ying even bought a piece of land back then.

Up to now, it is reasonable to be directly expropriated by Queen Ma.

Do I need to prepare anything specially for the emperor and grandson?

There is no need for Queen Ma to say a word.

The manor is valuable in its natural simplicity. If you spend too much thought and throw too much money into it, it will lose its natural charm.

Therefore, in this manor, there are only some original thatched houses and bamboo fence gardens.

Around a mountain stream, several vegetable fields have been opened to grow melons, fruits and vegetables. The clear spring on the mountain is cool and pleasant.

In fact, from the location arrangement, it can be seen that Empress Ma's taste is indeed higher than that of Lao Zhu.

An inconspicuous mountain stream brings endless coolness.

Wells were dug upstream and small canals were set up to irrigate these dozens of acres of land.

No matter it is melons, fruits and vegetables, after picking, wash them with spring water, and it will be cool from the inside out.

In the scorching summer, the watermelon and peaches drawn from the spring water are definitely life-saving artifacts.

In addition, a shed was built on the side close to the hut.

Cattle, horses and livestock can all be raised here.

Moreover, the manure produced can be sent to the fertilizer field after being decomposed.

It is definitely a standard ecological agriculture demonstration area.

Queen Ma also personally ordered that stone mills, stone mills, and spinning wheels be placed in the manor.

I asked Zhang Ximeng again, and felt that there was a mountain stream, and it was just a good time to build a small waterwheel, which could be used to draw water for irrigation.With the waterwheel, build another windmill at the position of the tuyere. With the windmill, you can pound rice and thresh...

In this way, with the continuous addition of several people, this small manor is full of fun.

Even Xia Zhifeng came up with an idea to use tall poplar trees to make a few swings.On the sunny hillside, I set up a small astronomical telescope, so I can watch the stars at night.

After such a toss, let alone children, even adults want to come and relax!

So when the manor was officially completed, Zhu Xiongying rushed into the manor in front, followed by three little peacocks like chickens.

All of a sudden, the little guy went crazy.

With his short legs, he ran on the cobbled path.

After a few steps, the little guy fell heavily to the ground.

Zhu Biao and Queen Ma were startled and ran forward quickly, but before they could pick up the little guy, Zhu Xiongying got up from the ground, slapped his hands, and ran forward again with a smile.

Old Zhu saw it, and suddenly smiled and said: "When we were this old, we already knew how to climb a tree to dig out bird nests. Once we fell from a tree, and it took a full hour for the eldest brother to find us. That time Almost lost his life."

Zhang Ximeng didn't doubt it at all. Guys like Lao Zhu must have been born and died when they were young, not to mention how tragic the scene was.

Like Zhu Xiongying, a few somersaults can only be regarded as pediatrics.

"My lord, in fact, if you don't fall a few times, your childhood is incomplete. You don't have to be so careful!"

Lao Zhu rolled his eyes, that is our good grandson, not yours.

You just stand and talk without back pain.

But Lao Zhu didn't say anything after all, because looking around, neither Empress Ma nor Zhu Biao would stand by his side.

It's so depressing to be the emperor!

Old Zhu sighed, at this moment Zhu Xiongying had already run to the front of the thatched house.

A child doesn't know what is good or bad, he thinks everything is new.

Especially this kind of thatched cottage, which is completely different from the palace. It is not tall or big, but it looks very warm. Under the eaves, there is a row of swallows' nests. Zhu Xiongying is happy to see it.

This house is good, he wants to live here!

Old Zhu was so angry that he was speechless, your grandfather tried his best to let you move into the palace, but you fell in love with the thatched cottage, you want to piss me off!

Obviously, it was not only Zhu Xiongying who made Zhu Yuanzhang angry.

Empress Ma was getting old, and when she saw the stone mill in the yard, she became childish, and couldn't help but ask, "Do you have beans? How about grinding some tofu?"

Zhang Ximeng said with a smile: "Empress, there are beans, but there are no donkeys for pulling the mill. How about next time?"

Empress Ma laughed when she heard that, "Mr. Zhang, you still don't do much farm work. The donkey-pulled mill is used for threshing, and this kind of grinding is fine. I'm in charge of adding beans... Chongba, come over and do some work." !"

Empress Ma's voice made Lao Zhu's face darken, "The children are all here, why are you yelling?"

Empress Ma snorted, "Why don't you like to hear it? It's here. If I go back to the palace, I won't be bothered to shout! Stop talking nonsense, come over here to pull the mill, let's have tofu at noon."

Lao Zhu had no idea at all, so he had to come over obediently and take the donkey's place.

This is called one thing down one thing, brine tofu.

Zhang Ximeng was in a good mood, "His Royal Highness, there is no room for tofu, let's find something to eat."

Zhu Biao readily agreed, and Zhang Chengtian followed behind.

After the little fat man received the book list, he really had to study hard.

Is it that easy to be at the top of the food chain?

Who is it all about now?

Song Lian!

That is the recognized literary talent No.1!

Assist Zhang Ximeng to revise the historical records and formulate the regulations and systems of Ming Dynasty.I have studied hard all my life and never put it down.

Even so, is Song Lian really calling the wind and calling the rain?

Just a joke, when will it be his turn in the Ming Dynasty?

Song Lian was so exhausted that he couldn't rest for a moment. It was very miserable to work hard.

The old man only hopes to be 70 soon, so that he can go back to his hometown to provide for the elderly and spend the rest of his life.Otherwise, Song Lian worried that he would die in office.

There is such a lesson for the current car, who is not knowledgeable, character is not good, and wrist is not enough, how can he become a great devil?

In fact, strictly speaking, there is still only Zhang Ximeng who is really high-ranking.

If Lao Zhu continues to hold the power and the prince supervises the country, Zhang Ximeng is qualified to become the Great Demon King of Ming Dynasty.

In other words... the goal I set was actually to catch up with my father?

Zhang Chengtian finally figured it out, he was about to die.

He thought it was a shortcut, he could enjoy the power and do whatever he wanted without having to suffer... As a result, he realized that he had chosen the most difficult path.

Not only must you study well and have a good literary talent, but you must also be proficient in the three teachings and nine streams, be quick-witted, and know everything.

You may not, but you have to know.

The emperor, Shoufu, and the people below can ask you anything casually, if you don’t understand, then you are ignorant.

If you don't have knowledge, you will be tricked and fooled.

Once there is an uncontrollable mistake, bad luck will follow.

So there is no good thing in this world that you can take advantage of without paying?

Zhang Chengtian seemed to understand that the eldest brother seemed to have chosen a difficult path, but this path was the easiest. He himself chose a seemingly easy path, but he had to pay the most price...

My life!

The little fat man had no choice but to bleed from his heart.

So Zhang Ximeng and Zhu Biao wandered around, looking for something to eat, but Zhang Chengtian had to take the booklet, recite it all the time, and stuff his head with spiritual food.

How it tastes, only he himself knows.

Zhang Ximeng and Zhu Biao went around, but only found two big pumpkins.Zhang Ximeng got a pot of scallions by the field, and the two of them returned home full of rewards.

"I said sir, let's just eat this?"

Zhang Ximeng smiled: "Why, Your Highness doesn't like it?"

Zhu Biao shook his head quickly, "No, I'm just a little worried about the father and mother, they may not be able to eat it, and the emperor, do you need to get some finer ones?"

Zhang Ximeng lowered his head with a smile, took out a few bird eggs from his bosom, and shook them at Zhu Biao, "I picked them up while walking, don't worry, I will cook today!"

Fortunately, there is no animal protection law in Ming Dynasty, otherwise Taishi Zhang would have to go to prison for some time.

When the two returned to the kitchen, Zhang Ximeng got busy.

Only then did Zhu Biao realize that Taishi Zhang was the man who was in charge of the kitchen. Look at that knife skill, he must have practiced it before.