Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

　　 The group of people was accepted, and the leader was very comfortable to go for food, but this tribe originally only had more than one hundred people... But the group of Jinlu had more than fifty people.

　　 The temple is too small and there are too many gods.

　　 Seeing the leader eating a white cake, Chen Mo leaned forward without hesitation and divided it in half. He turned around and said, "It's not tasty, it's not a faint, it's not a cake."

　　 Seeing him, everyone who was hungry couldn't help it.

　　 "Come all come!"

　　 For the sake of that small bowl, the people of the tribe began to cook for them.

　　 It is conceivable that the meal of more than fifty people, the people of the tribe wrapped the white things with some rattan, and then stirred vigorously.

　　 After I crushed the contents, I opened it to see that it was the raw material of the kind of cake that Chen Mo ate.

　　 A child came over and took some white powder and ate it. Huang Jinlu also ate some, feeling that the taste was not very good.

　　 Then the people of the tribe made these white things into a pie shape, and then made a pan.

　　 This is a clay pot, which is similar to grilling. After the noodles came out, everyone who ate the prey meat all the way gobbled it up. They only felt that the stomach and intestines were slightly more comfortable.

　　 Talking about fullness and warm thinking, Chen Mo blended into the natives when he was full, and quickly merged with the honest smile.

　　 "Ask if they have anything like that, if so..."

　　 Huang Jinlu didn't have the mind to deal with the natives, he asked someone to send a message to Chen Mo, and then...then...

　　 Then he saw a ball!

　　 "Throw it over!"

　　 Chen Mo saw a child playing with a small ball. The small ball bounced on the ground and then caught it. It was very funny, so he shouted cheeky.

　　 The child glanced at him, and Chen Mo quickly took out a piece of candy he was reluctant to eat to bribe, so he successfully got the ball.

　　 Seeing him repeatedly smash the ball to the ground, each time it bounced higher than the other time, with a smile, Huang Jinlu whispered: "This pig!"

　　 Chen Mo gradually didn't throw it away. He stared blankly at the small ball that fell again and again, and then bounced, turning around to look at Huang Jinlu, and the two of them were happy at the same time.

　　...

　　 Jian Shuren, this is the name for Zhu Yun's youngest son.

　　 After the success of Jing's hardship, Zhu Yun and his eldest son disappeared, and the remaining youngest son Zhu Wengui was still breastfeeding, and Zhu Di couldn't get rid of it, so he was taken to Fengyang to be raised and isolated from the world.

　　 "He doesn't know outside..."

　　 Zhu Zhanji said with some difficulty: "I don't know anything, I haven't even seen cattle and sheep."

　　 The officials were silent, Zhu Zhanji said in a tangled voice: "I...no matter how many mistakes are passed, Emperor Wen probably forgot about him..."

　　Zhu Zhanji must be clear for Zhu Di, but when he remembered that he was only three years older than that cousin, he was a little entangled.

　　 When he was held by the crowd and the emperor grandson shouted, the child was lonely and helpless in Fengyang, and he didn't even know the chickens, ducks, fish or geese.

　　 "Jian Shuren has done nothing to the country, and it is harmless to the country. Let him come out and marry him... Some things need to be settled after all, so let's start from here!"

　　 "Your Majesty..."

　　 The ministers were shocked, some were relieved, some were at a loss, some were at a loss...

　　 "Your Majesty, this matter... can we discuss it again?"

　　 Lu Zhen is very busy, his feet are not touching the ground, but he will never ask for leave when he should come to discuss matters.

　　 He was involved in this matter, and he wondered... Is it the emperor's posture?

　　 One of the so-called Chengchen standards is affirmed, and that is to observe words and colors. Listen to the king's words, figure out the king's mind, and then cater to the king.

　　 This is Cheng Chen!

　　 Cheng Chen in the eyes of Confucianism!

　　 This is the emperor’s housework. It’s just the old ministers of Jianwen Dynasty who are embarrassed, but Xia Yuanji smiles calmly, who cares!

　　 Jin Youzi went out of the class and said: "Your Majesty, that is... after all, the founder. If someone has ulterior motives, then this will be a ready-made banner, and the minister thinks it should be... this way."

　　 If someone takes Zhu Wengui away and raises the banner of Emperor Jianwen’s son, who knows if anyone will rebel?

　　Some of the courtiers nodded one after another, and immediately suggested that it be the best to keep it as it is.

　　 Zhu Zhanji listened to these words, then got up and walked to the front, overlooking the officials. Faintly said: "Da Ming established the country not in the pre-Song Dynasty, not in the pre-Tang Dynasty. It was the Taizu Gao Emperor overcoming thorns and thorns, leading everyone to push up Daming step by step. Although I am ignorant, I also know where the people are going, and the world is invincible."

　　 Zhu Zhanji glanced at the ministers and said: "If the people are in the heart, the bright will survive. If the people are not in the heart, not to mention the construction of the generals, the people will rise up!"

　　This...how does it resemble the style of Emperor Wen's speaking?

　　 The officials were awe-inspiring, as if they had seen Zhu Di standing there with a paperweight in his hand.

Zhu Zhanji stood with his hand holding his hand, and said loudly: "If the emperor has no virtue, the people's livelihood is embarrassed, and foreign enemies invade, then it will be the end of the sky! If the people abandon me and take the construction of the common people, then it is I have no virtue, and heaven and man abandon together. I have no complaints!"

　　 The ministers were shocked, and they couldn't help but look up at the young emperor above, with mixed flavors in their hearts.

　　 This is clearly the way of the king!

　　 The officials stopped talking, and Zhu Zhanji immediately ordered to go down and let people go to Fengyang to deliver the decree.

　　 This is a broad-minded and brave emperor!

　　 "What did the emperor say?"

　　 "Yes, your majesty also sent someone to Fengyang, saying that he was going to release Jian Shuren and let him marry a wife and have children."

　　 Queen Dowager

Head, quietly said: "This matter is embarrassing the emperor, but it is a good thing to be able to let it go."

　　...

　　 "Release Jian Shuren, your majesty's mind is admirable, you guys, can you see it? Your majesty's mind!"

　　 Yang Rong said excitedly in the duty room: "Your Majesty doesn't think of past gratitudes and hatreds. Think about those in the annals of history. Those might survive?"

　　 In the battle for the throne, the loser, let alone being imprisoned, is impossible to survive.

　　 "Think about the former Song Dynasty, how many sons and grandsons of Song Taizu are there?"

　　 Literati like to look at the dynasty change with the eyes of conspiracy, the outcome of Zhao Kuangyin's sons will naturally be speculated, and then various conspiracy theories have come out.

　　Politics is not clean. Several ministers thought about it, but they were very pleased.

　　...

　　 "Your Majesty is really doing good and bad, and this alone can prove his mind."

There was more eagerness in Xie Jin's eyes, but immediately he smiled bitterly: "The old man is getting old, but suddenly he thinks about traveling. If he is really old and not dead, he is a thief! No matter, Dehua, I have to look at you in the future. of!"

　　 Fang Xing did not go to this meeting, the news came from Xia Yuanji through Ma Su.

"I didn't expect your Majesty to be so open-minded, but this is a good thing. Toughness can only be the side of the emperor, just not long. After your Majesty released the Jianshuo, those worries will be slightly less, at least stand up. Then... "

　　 "The king?"

　　 Jie Jin said: "The King Jin was abolished and imprisoned in the imperial city. This is an enmity. But His Majesty did not immediately give a candidate to succeed King Jin. What does this mean?"

　　 Fang Xing poured tea for him, and then leaned back in the chair comfortably.

　　 The breeze blew in from the open window, and the luxuriant smell made people sleepy.

　　 "Your Majesty means something like that, but I'm still considering it. It depends mainly on Zhufan's response."

The implied meaning in Fang Xing's words made Xie Jin a little dissatisfied. He said: "This is a bit rash. Those vassals have been dependent on each place for many years. Once the winds and clouds everywhere, who will be exhausted? When the mountains and rivers are broken, after the cultivation and rejuvenation, That's another reincarnation. How can Daming be rejuvenated?"

Fang Xing said awkwardly: "I persuaded, but your majesty has his own mind. You should know that the princes are like invisible chains, which makes Da Ming a little uncomfortable. Your majesty must be thinking Break these chains."

　　 "I'm anxious, I'm too young!"

　　 Jie Jin showed off his veteran qualifications, and pointed out: "If you change to be an old man, I will persuade your majesty to slowly figure out their loopholes, cut off the guards first, and then slowly play around."

　　 This is a way anyone can think of, Fang Xing shook his head and said: "Once the head starts, those vassals are not fools, and they will definitely move. Then..."

　　 Zhu Zhanji's mind felt a little bit, but he refused to tell Xie Jin.

　　 Jie Jin watched his words and thoughts and snorted coldly: "What are you hiding from the old man? Come on, is the old man a spy? It's worth when you are hiding like this."

　　The older the person, the heavier the curiosity.

　　 Fang Xing said helplessly: "Killing definitely can't solve the problem. There are so many princes. If you kill all of them or clean them up, your reputation is also bad. It's better to... go out and have a look."

"Going to the West?!" Xie Jin stared at Fang Xing and asked: "You have told the old man about this before. If this is the case, those are divided into bans. Have you ever thought about the consequences? When the time comes, we will be each country, fighting each other, thinking Just thinking about it makes your scalp numb."

Fang Xing smiled and said: "The meat is always rotten in the pot. Besides, who can tell the rest of the matter clearly, hold the strategic locations in his hands, and let them manage the rest? It's like your Majesty today. What I said, if the people in Ming Dynasty don't have a living, why not let people with the same roots come and collect it."