MTL - Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty-v2 Chapter 1793 met the emperor

  Chapter 1793 Met the Emperor

  All the way to the north, there are countless farms dotted around.

  Occasionally... there will be some farmers who use wood to build a simple Zhuangzi. There are probably seven or eight people in a family. Although the Zhuangzi is simple, the owners here are often the owners of thousands of acres of land nearby.

  Thousands of acres of land, in many places, can be called landlords, even in Franji, it is definitely not an ordinary class, but here... it is just the simplest farmers.

  They often have raised some cattle and horses, and pig houses are also indispensable. The pigs introduced from Tuntianwei have already been loved by most farmers.

  There are probably four or five members of the labor force in the family.

  The women fed the horses and pigs, while the men worked the fields.

  The emperor’s journey was just to the north of the lake, and he brought tens of thousands of ministers, eunuchs, maids, imperial guards, and immigrants who defected to settle here, reclaimed the land, and rammed a city with a radius of ten miles with earth.

  Zhu Youtang's house is just bigger than ordinary people.

  Although Fang Jinglong sent some tributes, Zhu Youtan gave most of the things to those around him.

The ministers who came along were wailing all over the place at first, but... people are like this. At first, they felt precarious on the ship and only wanted to survive. After seven or eight months of sailing, they arrived on land. Then there is a feeling of surviving a catastrophe.

This is how people are. After suffering the hardships of sailing, they slowly began to adapt to the environment. Even if they need to do it now, the gifts given by the emperor are limited after all. Everything needs to be restarted by oneself, settle down, and bring the family to reclaim some land As a home, I can gradually adapt to it.

  The weather here is obviously colder.

   To the south is a wharf of a lake, where you can fish, and to the north are patches of arable land.

  Emperor Hongzhi got up early every morning and walked around.

  Emperor Hongzhi was actually very uncomfortable that he could not review the memorials at first.

   But slowly, he got used to such a slow-paced life.

   And Xiao Jing is getting older, his body is bent, and in this climate, he has to walk with a stick!

   At this time, the sky is already snowing heavily.

  People are gradually getting used to the weather here. Most of the time, people still hide in the houses and roast charcoal fire.

   Here, coal stoves are not popular, and people don't like to burn coal for heating.

   However, there are many trees nearby, so there are merchants who specialize in logging and building kilns to burn charcoal. This charcoal is very popular.

  The former princes generally believed that the smell of coal is not as good as charcoal. The most important thing is... this is their last point of persistence. Only in this way, it seems that they can not forget their original noble status.

  The emperor and his people will go to the tower of the rammed earth for a walk.

  His body is tightly wrapped, his beard and hair are all white, and he is exposed to the cold wind. His face is full of wrinkles, but there are a pair of divine eyes. When the eyes fall in the direction of Daming, he always ponders for a long time.

  There... After all, there are too many things that cannot be let go.

Xiao Jing was at the side, although he was an old man, but at this time, he was always in a hurry, whenever the strong wind blows the corners of the emperor's clothes, Xiao Jing was always worried that the cold air would invade the emperor's body and cause illness, so he Then stroke it here, and cover it up on the other side.

   "My lord, it's getting late."

  The Emperor only nodded his head, and then his eyes fell on Xiao Jing: "The urgent report sent yesterday... I don't know if Hou Zhao will come to see me."

  Xiao Jing showed a worried expression.

He knew very well why the emperor came to Golden Continent. The emperor hoped to hand over his power to his son early, so that his son would have a good life. Not only that, bringing these old princes and ministers to Golden Continent also made the new emperor less resistance.

  Xiao Jing has no son, but he has been in contact with the emperor for a long time, but he understands the truth of pity for the parents of the world better than anyone else.

  It's just...the news came yesterday that the emperor has also come to the Golden Continent, this...

  Xiao Jing dare not answer the emperor's question.

  Emperor Hongzhi smiled instead: "Xiao Banban, what are you afraid of? Are you worried that I will be unhappy?"

   "Slave... Slave thinks..." Xiao Jing only spoke half a sentence.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Since I am in Zen, I don't intend to take care of how Houzhao governs the world. My children and grandchildren have their own blessings, which is beyond my control. What's more, after careful consideration, I will eventually be Not very smart, but Houzhao, what he has done over the years shows that he is smart, and with the help of Fang Jifan and others, he must be restrained even if he messes around. Now that they have come to Huangjinzhou this time, thinking about it, they must Make arrangements."

  After hearing what the emperor said, Xiao Jing breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that the emperor's anger would ruin his body.

Emperor Hongzhi smiled again: "Hou Zhao is my son, without my protection, the well-being of thousands of subjects in this world will be on him. Sometimes I feel distressed, but no matter how distressed I am, there is nothing I can do about it." , He was born in the emperor's family, this is his fate. I believe...he will not humiliate the ancestors."

  Xiao Jing hurriedly said: "What the emperor said is true, and he hits the nail on the head. The slaves admire him very much."

   After the Emperor Hongzhi finished speaking, he tightened his fox velvet cloak and was about to walk down the tower.

  At this moment, someone came up to the tower panting, and stumbled: "The emperor, the emperor, urgent report, urgent report, urgent report from New Qingdao."

  The emperor smiled, looked around and said: "It seems that my dragon son is about to leave."

  He stretched out his hand, trembling a little.

  The dull years in the Golden Continent had already made his heart become peaceful. But at this moment, it seemed that his own flesh and blood caused waves in his heart again.

  He took a deep breath, took the emergency report, and opened it gently.

  His eyes were a little dazzled and he couldn't see clearly, so Xiao Jing hurriedly poked his head up, trying to help the emperor read it out.

   Xiao Jing was smiling, and was about to open his mouth, but just as he opened it, he froze immediately.

  So... in the wind and snow, it became extremely embarrassing.

  When the emperor saw Xiao Jing like this, he frowned, so...he rubbed his eyes hard to distinguish the words in the urgent report.

  Blizzard call sign.

  The Shang Emperor also fell into deathly silence.

  Emperor named Fang Jifan Regent, surpassing all kings, governing the military administration of Huangjinzhou...

  Xiao Jing's complexion...became miserable, he raised his head, looked at the emperor cautiously, and the emperor fell into deep thought.

  Silence for a long time.

  …………

  The weather was really cold, bitingly cold, but at this time, Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan finally arrived.

  Driving all the way, it is inevitable to be tired, but Zhu Houzhao seemed extremely urgent.

  Entered the city non-stop, and then...Looking at the emperor's palace, he sniffed.

  The Daming Palace is so magnificent, the capital is so prosperous and noisy, but here...

   We agreed not to shed tears.

  But Zhu Houzhao's eyes at this moment seem to have been caught in a snowstorm, and he really wants to rub them.

  Fang Jifan looked around, and finally couldn't help sighing: "This place...hey, I never thought that the emperor is so poor, why not build a Longevity Palace for the emperor in the south...but..."

   Well, thinking about it carefully, it seems that in this sparsely populated place, building a palace on purpose will not recover the cost in all likelihood. Fang Jifan felt that he seemed to be too excited.

Outside, hundreds of officials have already greeted them here, and these dispatched people are all wrapped up tightly, and outside are covered with official robes of their respective grades, and they still wear winged hats on their heads. .

   "I have seen His Majesty, long live my emperor."

  Zhu Houzhao discovered that some of them were old acquaintances, even... including Xie Qian.

  Xie Qian was old and his face was wrinkled. When he saw Zhu Houzhao, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

  Zhu Houzhao said: "Where is the emperor?"

   "The emperor is in the hall, Your Majesty, please enter the hall with the regent." Xie Qian replied.

   Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan looked at each other.

  The word Regent came out of Xie Qian's mouth, so it naturally has a different meaning.

  Fang Jifan couldn't help but took a deep look at the simple palace. He didn't know if it was fear, apprehension, or excitement and the joy of the upcoming reunion.

  The two filed into the hall one after the other.

   Then I saw an old man sitting by the charcoal fire, adding charcoal to the charcoal brazier slightly trembling.

  When Zhu Houzhao saw this person, he immediately bowed down: "I have seen my father!"

  (end of this chapter)