After a long conversation with Zhu Yuan, Zhu Yuanzhang's knot in his heart was untied and his condition returned to its previous state.

This morning he gave instructions on matters related to Zhu Yuan, and he also dealt with some of the recent accumulation of matters neatly, such as the construction of a nationwide post station system.

Zhu Yuanzhang also thought about it.

Just because a postman rebelled a few hundred years later, we can't stop eating because of choking and abandon the current good measures. Just like Zhang Shicheng and Fang Guozhen were both salt traders, he can't abolish the salt policy because of this, right?

There is one thing, however, which is related to the Northern Expedition to transport grain, so it has been put aside for the time being.

I originally planned to order General Tang He, who was conquering the south, to go to Mingzhou to take charge of shipping matters in the near future. Remembering that Zhu Yuan mentioned in Xu Da's handwriting about the control of Huang, Lao Zhu felt that he might have a better way.

Can it be transported by river, or can it be transported by river.

Lao Zhu has also learned in these days that sea transportation is too dangerous. Chen Youding, who was loyal to the Yuan Dynasty, insisted on transporting grain from Fujian to Dadu in the past few years. The sea distance alone was said to be 13,000 miles, and along the way

Up to 60% to 70% of people can float submerged, and only 30% to 40% can reach Dadu.

Even if he starts from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, according to the inquiries he made to Fang Guozhen's old department, the journey will be shortened by half, but it is often a fluke to reach 70%.

Moreover, this shipping also relies heavily on wind direction.

It happens to be winter with the most northerly winds, so traveling against the wind is even more difficult.

If Zhu Yuan had a better way, he would not take risks.

In the East Pavilion on the left side of Fengtian Gate.

Near noon, Zhu Yuanzhang was discussing with Cui Liang, the Minister of Rites, about the establishment of Shanshiyuan and Xuanjiaoyuan to manage Buddhism and Taoism, when he saw Queen Ma Shi walking in, followed by two maids carrying food boxes.

Only then did I realize it was lunch time.

After sending Cui Liang away, the couple went to a small dining hall nearby and set up the meal. As soon as they let the two palace maids leave, Ma took out a pen studded with fine gems from his sleeve and threw it on the table, saying solemnly:

"Your Majesty has always advocated frugality, so why did you give me such a gorgeous thing?"

Only when Lao Zhu sat down and saw the pen did he realize that his wife, after delivering food, was still here to ask questions.

Even the title has been changed.

Smiling and gesturing for Mr. Ma to sit down together, Lao Zhu said: "This is nothing else. It is used for writing. It is also a filial piety for future generations. It has nothing to do with those ingenious and useless things."

Although Mr. Ma sat down, he did not move his bowl or chopsticks, and accurately grasped one of the key words: "Junior... Your Majesty, is that Zhu Yuan?"

If you ask for a crime, you'll be asked for a crime, and you won't even be served rice.

Then I’ll do it myself!

After digging out a bowl of rice and serving another bowl to Ma, Lao Zhu placed the rice bowl in front of his wife with a smile and said with great interest: "It's Zhu Yuan, madam, I went to Houhu again yesterday.

After a long conversation, I gained more insights. What are you doing... taking chopsticks and eating?"

Ma still didn't move her chopsticks, stared at Lao Zhu and said: "I heard that your Majesty has promoted Zhu Yuan to an official position today. He is a third-grade Hanlin bachelor and has an explanation. Your Majesty, I want to know why the deputy envoy of Tai Hospital is

?”

Lao Zhu and his wife looked at each other for a moment, then finally came to their senses and said with a smile: "You've got something wrong again, haven't you?"

Ma shook his head: "I don't realize that I am thinking wrong. Life and death are determined by fate. If Your Majesty asks for longevity... how is this different from Emperor Qin's request for longevity?"

Seeing his wife pressing closer and closer, Lao Zhu felt a little aggrieved.

Am I asking for this for myself?

It’s not all for you and Biao’er!

So he put down his chopsticks and put away his expression. The couple stared at each other for a moment. Lao Zhu wanted to explain, but found that he didn't know how to explain!

How to say?

Is it possible to take out the "Book of Heaven"?

There was a brief stalemate. No one could share a big secret in his heart recently. Lao Zhu was also a little bit depressed. After thinking about it for a while, he finally said: "Madam, I have something to tell you. This... you should not reveal it to Biao'er and the others for a while. "

Ma didn't know what kind of turning point this was, so she just nodded slightly.

Lao Zhu hesitated briefly again, and then said: "The Zhu Yuan... is actually our own family," and then emphasized: "The family surnamed 'Zhu'."

As expected, Ma's thoughts were changed, and he looked surprised: "My family?"

Lao Zhu nodded: "As for the "Book of Heaven", Madam is curious about the content. In fact, it is all about his life experience. I have repeatedly confirmed it these days, and it should be correct."

Ma's eyes widened slightly, remembering the pale little face that she had secretly looked at before, and suddenly thought: "Could it be...my husband-in-law's child who lives abroad?"

Ma was from a good background and had read books, so he naturally came into contact with some similar legendary novels.

When Lao Zhu heard this, he grinned and said with a smile: "It takes so many generations to do something like this."

Ma thought so too.

Zhu Yuan came from Shandong, and his husband had never been to Shandong.

After keenly catching a certain word in Lao Zhu's words, Ma once again put away his expression and probed: "Ms. sir, could it be that we are the ancestors of the Zhu family who have lived for hundreds of years?"

After contacting her husband and praying for longevity, Ma thought about some legends she had heard before, and realized that she had gone wrong again.

Lao Zhu was also led astray. After thinking about it for a while, he finally understood it. He waved his hands and said: "What kind of ancestors are there? We are..." He almost said, "We are his ancestors", but stopped in time and just said : "Madam, Yuan'er is a close relative of our Zhu family. The matter is roughly correct, but the specifics of which branch and family he belongs to, in the future... I will tell you when the time is right."

However, Ma asked: "Since we are members of the clan, why don't you recognize me, or... he is still young, why don't you take him to the palace?"

Despite being distracted by her husband, Ma did not forget her purpose today.

No matter who Zhu Yuan is, if she wants to disturb Feng Yu and try to lead her husband astray, she will not let him go. Since her husband is said to be a relative, it is better to bring him with her so that she can keep an eye on him.

When necessary...it's also convenient.

Lao Zhu shook his head again and said, "I'm afraid this is inappropriate."

He looks like a little kid on the outside but has a thirty-six-year-old soul inside. How can he be brought to the palace?

As he spoke, Lao Zhu revealed some of his inner thoughts: "And this matter is of great importance, I... I want to see it again, and see it again."

After saying this, Lao Zhu picked up the bowl and chopsticks again and said with a smile: "I have told you all these secrets, let's eat."

Ma still didn't move the bowl or chopsticks, and turned her head slightly to avoid looking at Lao Zhu, making a sad gesture.

Lao Zhu had no choice but to think about it and said, "I have to go to Houhu later and ask him something. Let's eat. After dinner, how about you go over with me and see for yourself what kind of person he is?"

Ma thought for a while, finally nodded, and silently picked up the bowls and chopsticks.

Houhu.

After talking all morning, we invited everyone to have lunch, and then discussed the garden construction with Shan Anren.

Shan Anren was also a long-time follower of Zhu Yuanzhang, and was a fellow villager of Zhu Yuanzhang in Haozhou. He studied in his early years, and during the troubled times, he gathered volunteers to protect his hometown, and later defected to Zhu Yuanzhang, and became a third-rank general today. Si Qing.

At present, the six departments are not complete, and the title of Secretary General is actually equivalent to the Minister of the Ministry of Industry.

After the morning court, Shan Anren was sent by Zhu Yuanzhang to discuss the construction of a mansion with a certain "foreign master" who had been making a lot of noise recently. Shan Anren was a little uncomfortable at first, but after listening all morning, he had to be impressed by this young man's knowledge.

After lunch, after careful discussion and planning, Shan Anren happily accepted a pen from Zhu Yuan as a thank you gift and left satisfied.

After being searched by Lao Zhu yesterday, Zhu Yuan took out the used pen in his study room as a gift this time. Fortunately, he had only used it for a short time and it was still brand new.

After sending Shan Anren away, he finally calmed down.

Zhu Yuan returned to the inner house and was about to take a good nap. He did not intend to get up until dark. However, not long after he lay down, Xi Yi came in a hurry and said that His Majesty the Emperor had arrived and brought the Queen with him.

Zhu Yuan: "..."

Why does the donkey bray?!

Thinking in his heart, Zhu Yuan got dressed neatly and returned to the living room again.

When they entered the door, they saw Mr. and Mrs. Zhu standing in front of the desk by the window of the West House Tea Room, looking through the notes and drawings left during the morning's discussion with everyone, including the trivial regulations for organizing the medical school, the refraction diagram of concave and convex lenses, or Zhu

A random drawing of a cell structure diagram, etc.

After the three-year contract, there was no such thing as the butterfly effect, and Zhu Yuan didn't mind being seen. After the couple turned around together, he took a few steps forward and said goodbye.

He also quietly looked at Ma.

The empress who had visited him before when he was in Prince Wu's Mansion had an ordinary appearance, with a round face, medium height, and her hairpin and hairdress were as simple as recorded in history. However, compared to Lao Zhu's kindness, Zhu Yuan found that Ma's view

His eyes seemed evil, with scrutiny and caution.

What's the situation?

When Zhu Yuan got up, Lao Zhu took his wife to the round table next to him and sat down. He was not in a hurry to ask what he had just read, but said loudly with a wink: "Yuan'er, I have already told my wife that you are our family member."

It's a matter of relatives, she came to see you."

Zhu Yuan accurately caught Lao Zhu's hint.

I talked a little bit, but I definitely didn’t reveal anything about the Book of Heaven.

Turning to Mrs. Ma again, Zhu Yuan bowed again meticulously, formally paying homage to her in another capacity: "Yuan'er has met the empress."

Ma looked at the young man kneeling on the ground, paused, and said softly: "Get up."

Zhu Yuan stood up and saw the emperor and empress sitting side by side like two statues of gods at the round table, waiting to speak. For such a short moment, before Lao Zhu could speak, he could only take the initiative to find a topic again: "Ancestor, Yuan'er has something to report.

.”

Lao Zhu actually had a lot to say, but his wife, sitting next to him, was worried that he might accidentally spill the beans, so he hesitated briefly.
To be continued...