Chapter 509 Reclamation in prefectures and counties
Zhu Biao stepped into the hall with a sigh of relief, Wang Rui bowed and followed behind, the hall had already been covered with red silk ribbons, candles with dragon patterns were burning inside the lampshades around, and the wine and dishes in the center were all ready.
Liu Jin, who was at the back, suddenly turned her head and glanced coldly at the maids and eunuchs behind her. Living in the inner courtyard of the palace, it is basically instinct to hold high and step low. The more you are at the bottom, the more realistic it is, isn't it? Situations that the high-ranking Kanren can resolve.
However, in this East Palace, as long as His Highness does not signal, then he Liu Jin will not allow anyone to dare to offend the superior, and the dignity and dignity must not be messed up!
Everyone bowed their heads and stood in silence after catching Liu Jin's gaze. The prince and concubine were lenient, but Liu Jin and Yunjin, the two big butlers, were stern and selfless. Anyone who made a mistake would be punished and would never tolerate it. As for those who refused to change after repeated admonition...
Liu Jin snorted coldly and ordered a few maids to follow him in to wait on him. The rest of the maids and eunuchs who were not ordered all stood motionless in the cold wind howling by the stars and moon.
The hall was as warm as spring. Zhu Biao took a look at the decorations in the hall, and then sat down. It was a bit late to review the memorials today, and he was really hungry. After sitting down, he didn't say anything and started to move his chopsticks.
Wang Rui waited on the side to do the maid's work, and her movements were skillful and just right. Seeing that Liu Jin and the maids who entered the palace to serve couldn't intervene, and His Highness didn't intend to stop them, they hung their hands in the corner of the palace like a statue.
The red candles shed tears. In addition to Zhu Biao's subtle chewing sound in the hall, there were crackling sounds from time to time after the candle burned. Finally, Zhu Biao put down his chopsticks casually.
There was a crisp sound when the bamboo chopsticks collided with the porcelain plate, which activated the maids at the side, as if they had suddenly appeared. After a flash of red and green figures, the dishes and soup on the dining table disappeared without a trace. , only the steaming fragrant tea remained.
Zhu Biao looked at Wang Rui and said, "Princess, do you feel a little wronged by being married as a concubine?"
Wang Rui smiled and said: "I have been lonely and helpless since I was a child. This is the fate of the old royal court. It is rare for God to bless me and get out of the sea of suffering. I dare not have any extravagance. I am willing to ask for benevolence."
Zhu Biao squinted his eyes and smiled, but he was a little vigilant in his heart. Everyone has a heart to judge others by oneself. Zhu Biao has already sent someone to inquire about Wang Rui's experience in the Korean palace. It can be said that he has tasted all the sufferings of the world.
The means by which the current king of Koryo ascended the throne is not glorious, and the death of the previous king of Koryo, Wang Rui’s father, was also very strange. If it weren’t for some problems in the mind of the current king of Koryo, it would have been eradicated long ago.
Although I don't know why Wang Rui was allowed to survive, Wang Rui has never enjoyed the treatment that a clan girl should enjoy. In the palace, she has always been raised as an ordinary court lady. Not protected.
In this way, although there is no deliberate oppression from the upper class, but like a little swan born among ducks, the court ladies and eunuchs silently used her as a punching bag, and when they were punished and insulted by their concubines, they came back to find a reason to vent their anger on Wang Rui. If the real nobleman can't afford to offend, can't he also offend you, a fake nobleman?
It is normal for people who grew up in such an environment to have a darker heart, and it is understandable to plot revenge after gaining power. Understood.
Either it is really a natural compassion, or it is a far-reaching plan...
Zhu Biao held up the teacup and handed it to her, saying: "The king of Koryo was assassinated and died, the princess please mourn."
Wang Rui bowed and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness."
The hall gradually fell silent. Zhu Biao watched the flickering candlelight not far in front of him, while Wang Rui lowered his eyebrows and remained silent. After nearly half an hour, Zhu Biao got up and walked into the inner hall. , Wang Rui followed suit, and after taking a bath, the bedding was tossed...
After a long time, Liu Jin led the maid to knock on the door, and then waved for the maid to go in and invite Wang Cairen to sleep in a side hall. This is not an explicit rule, but there are precedents to follow. The woman sleeps on the same couch.
Early the next morning, Zhu Biao went to the Chengqian Palace to talk to Chang Luohua through the closed door of the Chengqian Palace after eating breakfast in the Chunhe Palace. of.
Then went to another inner hall, also looked at the two children from a distance, happened to meet them changing their diapers, Zhu Biao's eyes were focused on the birthmarks on their arms.
Silently complained in my heart, saying that the birthmark is the sun and the moon is really a bit reluctant, it is just two birthmarks with different shapes, one is rounder and the other is flatter, it is really difficult to empress Ma's love for her grandson.
These two children don't have names yet, but there's no rush. Even their little uncles and aunts who were born in the past few years don't have serious names yet.
However, Empress Ma has two nicknames, one is Yang'er and the other is Liang'er, both of which are easy to pronounce, probably based on the birthmark, Zhu Biao is quite satisfied, it is better than the younger ones being called Yin'er or Yue'er .
Old Zhu was not very satisfied, saying that it was better to have a cheap nickname, but after all, he never said goodbye to Empress Ma, and only won the right to give his grandson a nickname.
It has been two years since the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial Academy were ordered to compile the "Ancestral Precepts", but at present, it seems that it will not be completed in two or three years. My father attaches great importance to this book, thinking that he and the founding prince trained by himself They are all top talents, but future generations may not necessarily be.
So I have been striving for perfection, and I want to set a complete set of rules and regulations for my descendants. Even if I am not smart, I can be a Taiping Emperor as long as I follow the instructions.
There should be the naming rules for the clan's children in this training record, but Zhu Biao has not heard the news yet, and the order of generations should not be determined yet, but the last character of the third generation of the Zhu family should be next to the word Huo, so it can't be changed up.
Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and the five elements are born together. Lao Zhu's own zhang character represents the meaning of gold and Ge. It is a sharp weapon for killing the Yuan Dynasty. Zhu Biao and his brothers are all next to the wooden characters. It is for gold to generate water and water to generate wood. However, water is impermanent, and the next agent should be next to the word fire.
But now in this situation, it is reasonable for Lao Zhu to make his eldest grandson special. Zhu Biao is too lazy to guess. After all, he was born in the royal family. To be honest, his name is not very important. It's all kinds of honorific names.
After watching the children, Zhu Biao got up and went to court. After Zhu Biao's persuasion, Lao Zhu finally agreed to postpone the early court after autumn and winter, and all civil and military officials could finally enjoy a little more time in the warm bedding.
It has been five years since the founding of the country, and the officials are desperate. Every day, they go to the early court with stars and moons. Spring and summer are just fine. Winter and autumn are difficult, especially the officials at the Yushitai of the Imperial Academy. They are noble, but poverty is also true. The poor army, who couldn't even take care of a donkey cart in the morning, came here tremblingly staring at the wind and snow every day.
Zhu Biao’s move moved the officials of the Imperial Academy to hold a special poetry meeting to sing the benevolence of His Highness the Prince. This can only be said that the oppression is tight, and a little bit looser is a great kindness...
Walking into the warm class room, which was not available before, Lao Zhu has always been frugal, even reluctant to use charcoal fires for himself, how could he burn so much charcoal for officials to warm their hands, that is, after the appearance of civilian charcoal, charcoal fires widely used everywhere.
Zhu Biao walked to the innermost side and sat down while everyone got up and greeted him. Zhao Wenjing, Minister of the Household Department, poured a cup of hot tea himself. Zhu Biao took it with a smile and said, "The Ministry of Households will not be short of food again, right?"
Zhao Wenjing laughed and said, "Where is this, Your Highness? All the taxes from all over the country have been collected and stored in Taicang. If you tell Your Highness now that there is no more, I'm afraid His Highness will pour hot tea on your face."
Zhu Biao still admired the Minister of the Household Department. Although this person was quite close to Hu Weiyong, it did not hinder him.
Zhu Biao took a sip of hot tea and asked, "Has the Ministry of Household Statistics calculated the number of acres of land this year?"
Zhao Wenjing is short, fat and handsome, holding his bulging belly and smiling like a Maitreya Buddha: "I am going to report to the Holy Majesty and His Highness this morning, this year the counties and counties in the world have cultivated 106,622 hectares and 40 hectares. two acres...
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